Chen Taiji died, and he died so suddenly that Zhao Huchen died without a little psychological preparation, whether it was a natural disaster or [***], a powerful existence like Chen Taiji, who was almost inhuman in Zhao Huchen's eyes, could not resist fate.

For Zhao Huchen, Chen Taiji's death is one less person who can drink wine and eat meat in a big bowl and say loudly that some people can always only put it in the bottom of their hearts and lungs, he and Chen Taiji's friendship is not long, and even the total number of meetings is not very much, but he understands better than too many people that this seemingly down-and-out man is burdened with unimaginable glory for ordinary people, and it is very strange that Chen Taiji said to Zhao Huchen Zhao Huchen has never taken the initiative to doubt it. A man who actually seems to be very difficult to support his daughter has the wealth and status that countless people once looked up to, which I am afraid a normal person would not believe, but Zhao Huchen believed it, and believed it thoroughly.

In Zhao Huchen's view, Chen Taiji belongs to the kind of person who can really be called a master, this man who has wealth, status, and power, but in the end is still ruined beyond recognition by fate, has a rich connotation and heritage similar to that of his master Zhao Taidou in Zhao Huchen's view, but two men with the same foundation have embarked on two completely different results. Now that people have passed away, the right and wrong of the past have also disappeared, and this busy city is still moving forward in the torrent of history at its own pace, and no one will know that this city is missing a man, a man who likes to sit on the steps and watch the sunset and look at the world with indifferent eyes.

For Mohe, Chen Taiji's death is a thing that cannot be accepted but must be accepted, and the words that Chen Taiji said to him on the rooftop before leaving Mingzhu turned out to be the last swan song left in his life by the man who saved the lives of his sister and brother when he and his sister were the most embarrassed and difficult, not amazing, but really unforgettable, Mohe's thoughts did not even appear in the idea of what to do if the master was not there one day, That was as absurd and ridiculous to him as the end of the world, but now that it really happened, Mohe was definitely not absurd at all, not ridiculous at all, on the contrary, he wanted to cry.

Although the man who appeared in his life when he was half a year old never showed him even a moment of warmth, and even in the past ninety percent of the time before he was unwilling to admit that he was his apprentice, and the shortest time between meetings was a month, sometimes even longer, two or three months before he could see each other, but this face never had too many rich expressions, even if it showed a little mood swing in addition to calm, it was mostly because of the hearty performance when he was able to drink a good sip of wine.

Master didn't let him drink before, he is now, and he will never touch wine, although he doesn't know why he doesn't let himself drink, Master himself likes wine so much, but Mohe knows that Master is always for his own good.

In the years when Mohe used the year as a unit to be able to point out two rounds of one pair of hands and ten hands, he didn't quite understand what the master often said in the past, and the answer he got when he asked the master for the first time was that getting it was not a good thing, and the most difficult thing was to give up, ninety out of a hundred people could get something in the exchange with fate, but eighty-nine of these ninety people were reluctant to let go, which is called obsession.

Mohe felt that he would never be able to understand what the imaginary people who had given up the cause that millions of their lives had fought for all their lives thought, and he would not do it, because in his life experience since he was a child, he felt that he had never gotten anything, eating, it seemed that he had never tried what it was like to have a full meal, dressing, he felt that it was a great joy to be able to get a dress that was not necessarily new but could definitely be worn in the middle of the year. It is precisely this kind of life experience that makes him take every penny in his life seriously, he feels that money is the most important thing in this world besides his sister and master, and now he may add a Zhao Huchen before.

At the moment when he heard the news of Master's death, the stunned Mohe seemed to understand what it meant to give up, and what he gave up was not money, status, glory, but spiritual things, which was an attitude, so Master described it as obsession.

Master is dead, in the future, no one will teach him martial arts, and no one will secretly carry a few bags of buns and a few catties of meat to help himself when the sister and brother are the poorest and most difficult, things may not be very valuable, but Mohe swears that it is the last thing he wants to discard in this world, and that kind of thing seems to be called warmth.

Even when he practiced badly, the master would not be angry, and when he practiced well, the corresponding master would not be very happy, and even the master rarely checked his homework, occasionally he practiced next to him, and the master would sit next to him with a bottle of wine, or stare into the distance, far away to the place where Mohe could not see clearly, or just look up at the sky, at this time the sky does not seem to be suitable for being called the sky, and it seems more appropriate to use the word firmament. What the master was looking at and thinking, Mohe didn't understand before, and he still doesn't understand it now, but he understands one thing, the man who occupies the ultimate weight in his life except for his sister is really gone.

Zhao Huchen walked back to Audi with rouge in his arms, holding the skinny Nizi in his arms, Zhao Huchen found for the first time that his compassion that he didn't know where he had been thrown was still there.

Soon after getting on the Audi, Zhao Huchen found that the child who had been gently trembling in his arms had fallen asleep deeply, looking at the dirty and tear-stained face with a sleeping face with palpitations, you can imagine what kind of life this child has been through, without any personal and penniless, even an adult can't last long, but the child has been looking for him alone in the city for half a month. Once he thought of how much unimaginable suffering Rouge had suffered in the past half a month, Zhao Huchen felt a tingling pain in his heart, this child, who had no mother since he was a child, and his father, who was dependent on each other, has now left her, and he has not been arrogant in his mother's arms like other children, nor has he ridden on his father's neck like other children, and has walked around large and small playgrounds, for Rouge, even walking normally is a very luxurious thing, but it is this child who can say uncle to him and not cry.

The two of them arrived at the hospital first, or the private hospital that had a complicated relationship with Yang Ting, and it happened that the vice president who was the attending doctor of Zhao Huchen was there, and under his auspices, Zhao Huchen and Mohe immediately received the most comprehensive and intimate treatment, in fact, there was nothing, just sutured and cleaned up the wound, and then changed the bloody clothes on the body and finally transfused.

During the whole process, Zhao Huchen always looked at the rouge under his nose, even when he was anesthetized and sutured the wound, he gently put the rouge on the spare bed next to the operating room, looking at this Nizi, he would feel at ease.

This dirty but delicate little girl aroused the curiosity of the nurses, but in the case of several doctors who advised the doctor to be called from home by the vice president overnight, they also knew that the man who brought this girl was not someone they could reach, so although a few nurses who were overflowing with sympathy wanted to ask Zhao Huchen about the origin of the child, they all held back.

By the time it was all about playing with it, it was already dark.

Looking at the quiet sleeping face of Rouge beside him, Zhao Huchen's hand gently stroked the child's head, and glanced at the time, five o'clock in the morning on the eighteenth.

Mohe was in the ward next to him, Chen Taiji's death must have hit him hard, and at this time, Zhao Huchen didn't want to disturb him, so he finally took out his mobile phone lightly, walked to the door of the ward and gently closed the door, and dialed out a number that was stored in the mobile phone but never called.

Half an hour later, a woman who was a little seductive walked into the hospital.

She's Xuemo.

Xue Mo saw Zhao Huchen in the ward wearing a hospital gown, and even saw some blood oozing out and pale, the shock in his heart was naturally there, although he had been paying attention to Zhao Huchen, but what happened last night Xue Mo couldn't get real news for a while, but he heard that something happened, and now it seems that this matter is not trivial.

"What do you need me to do?" Xue Mo glanced at Rouge, who was lying on the hospital bed curled up and asleep, and frowned slightly, she didn't ask what happened, and the relationship between the two was not yet ripe to that point, Xue Mo knew that she might not get a true answer if she asked, although she was very dissatisfied with being called early in the morning, but she still rushed over as soon as she found out that it was Zhao Huchen's number.

"Help me take care of her for half an hour, and I'll be back in an hour at most." Zhao Huchen pointed to the rouge on the hospital bed and lowered his voice.

"Yes." Although her stomach was full of scratches and questions, Xue Mo didn't have a seizure, she just nodded lightly, and when she saw that Zhao Huchen was going out, she said, "But in exchange, you will tell me the origin of this child later." ”

Zhao Huchen glanced at Xuemo, didn't answer, just nodded, and walked out of the ward when he was done.

Zhao Huchen had just gone out, and Xue Mo was about to walk to the bedside to take a closer look at the little girl who made Zhao Huchen make a big move, but found that the door of the ward was open again, and it was Zhao Huchen who looked a little embarrassed standing at the door.

"Can you lend me a few hundred dollars? And give me your car keys too. ”

The first sentence is to borrow, and the second sentence is to be done.

Xue Mo, who was pulled up from the bed early in the morning and had to pay hundreds of yuan for some reason, felt that he was a little suspicious of being wronged, threw out his wallet and car keys, and Xue Mo watched Zhao Huchen leave with hatred.

Xuemo's car is an Audi TT convertible, and a bewitching woman like Xuemo is indeed very suitable for driving this extravagant convertible sports car, but Zhao Huchen, who is wearing a hospital gown, looks a little weird when he sits on it.

drove out of the hospital, because it was an open top, the wind around him hit from all directions, and he was so cold that he took a breath of cold air, and Zhao Huchen's eyes were always searching for his target around.

Stopped in front of a shopping mall, Zhao Huchen rushed into the newly opened children's clothing area under the strange eyes of the people around him, and came out with a bunch of girls' clothes according to the size of the imaginary rouge, and after checking out, he was still in the car and drove the car out of the mall, but Zhao Huchen did not find a cake shop that opened at six o'clock in the morning.

Xue Mo sat on the edge of the bed, curious and curious, but she still sincerely admired the aura of the child in front of her, in fact, the aura is a very ethereal thing like temperament, it is difficult to describe exactly what it looks like, in short, it is a feeling, just like some monks with real talents and learning always have a very peaceful and comfortable atmosphere, The girl in front of Xuemo who didn't know her name for the first time did indeed have an aura that made people love it at a glance.

Although the clothes on her body were very dirty and her face was dirty, it was surprising that all this did not make Xuemo, who had a slight cleanliness habit, disgusted, and she even gently stretched out her hand and quietly brushed away the girl's loose soft hair.

This slight movement woke up Rouge.

When she opened her eyes, Rouge found that the surrounding environment made her very unfamiliar, and subconsciously looked around for Zhao Huchen's figure, and finally she shrank timidly into the quilt and looked at Xuemo in front of her in panic.

"Sorry to wake you up." Xue Mo saw the girl's panicked and vigilant eyes, and then withdrew her hand after being stunned, and for the first time found that she was a little embarrassed that she was so unfriendly to the child.

"Where's my uncle?" Rouge said softly.

"Uncle? Do you mean Zhao Huchen? He's out, please let me take care of you, and he'll be back in half an hour or an hour at most. Xuemo replied with a smile.

Uncle? It's an interesting name.

Rouge replied in a low voice, his body still shrunk under the covers, and he didn't speak.

Xue Mo also fell silent, and the atmosphere in the room seemed dull for a while.

"Can you tell my sister what your name is? My sister's name is Xuemo, can we get to know each other? Xue Mo leaned down, she felt that she had no reason to be more unattractive and affinity for children than Zhao Huchen's man, with a smile on her face, she tried to dissipate the vigilance in Rouge's eyes, and at the same time she was also thinking about what kind of experience would make this young girl so wary of the outside world.

"My name is Rouge, Chen Rouge." Rouge replied in a low voice, perhaps because Xuemo was too close to each other, making her feel a little uncomfortable, and her body shrank again.

Rouge's small movements obviously hurt Xuemo's self-esteem a little.

"Then we just know each other, can we be friends?" Xue Mo asked with a smile.

(To be continued)