Chapter 604: Return to the Stars!

Han Jinbei's physical condition is getting worse and worse. Since that night, the condition has recurred. He couldn't get out of bed. Even being in a wheelchair is extremely difficult.

Han Xiaoyi took care of him inch by inch, seeing that his father's face was getting thinner and thinner, and even his originally thick and majestic body was gradually thinning. Her heart is like a knife, but she musters up her spirit to chat with her father every day, and takes her children's obligations to the extreme.

But her filial piety did not move the heavens, Han Zhenbei's body was still worse day by day, and he actually lost weight from one hundred and forty pounds to one hundred pounds. Barely humanoid.

Han Xiaoyi stayed by Han Zhenbei's side, and the old housekeeper Fu Bo also accompanied him day and night. He has been serving his master for more than twenty years. Those cloudy eyes revealed endless sadness.

He knew that his master was in danger.

Looking at the sallow, haggard face, Fauber's heart ached.

Is this still the Boss Han who is stumbling vertically and horizontally, and will shake up when he stomps on Yanjing?

Is this still the big man who doesn't make a move, and makes countless people smash their glasses?

At this moment, Fu Bo's sadness is no weaker than Han Xiaoyi's.

After a week of continuous rain, Yanjing finally ushered in sunny weather.

Han Zhenbei also miraculously regained his vitality.

On this day, he instructed Fu Bo to prepare a sumptuous dinner, and then asked Han Xiaoyi to push him to the restaurant for dinner. The Han family is here, Lin Ze is also there, and even Fu Bo made an exception to sit at the table. A table of people had a hearty and warm breakfast. Han Zhenbei's words are still not much, but every sentence has a deep meaning. It wasn't until he was full that he turned to Han Xiaoyi and said, "Xiaoyi, go and take out the documents that Daddy put in the study and read them." Tell Daddy what you think at lunchtime. ”

Han Xiaoyi had a strong uneasiness in her heart, but looking at her father's miraculously healthy look, there was a little more agitation in her heart.

Did my father really do as Lin Ze said, did a miracle happen?

She nodded lightly and said softly, "Okay." Then he went up to the second floor and entered Han Zhenbei's study.

"Xiaobao." Han Zhenbei stared at this son, who had always been afraid of him.

Seeing his father calling out to him, Han Xiaobao hurriedly raised his head, met his father's bright and spiritual eyes, and forced a smile and said, "Daddy." ”

"You can do what you like, Daddy won't force you. But remember, hold your back up like a man. Do you understand? Han Zhenbei said meaningfully.

"Understood, Daddy." Han Xiaobao nodded heavily.

"Let's go up." Han Zhenbei smiled and nodded.

"Okay."

After the sister and brother both went upstairs, Han Zhenbei stopped his eyes on Lin Ze and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, the weather is good today." Interested in going out with me, an old man, to get some fresh air? ”

"Okay." Lin Ze nodded.

Fu Bo followed on the side, and Lin Ze pushed the wheelchair forward. Han Jinbei has a soft blanket on his lap. Covering the cold wind that seeps into the cold winter, but does Han Zhenbei still care about this? Not care.

At his insistent request, Lin Ze pushed him to the mountainside. A few hundred meters away from the villa.

This plot of land is provided by this villa complex for the owners. It can be used to exercise and also to enjoy the scenery. Tall foliage is planted on the roadside. Shade can be provided in the summer. Able to block the wind in winter. It's a wonderful place to rest. Han Zhenbei instructed Lin Ze to push the wheelchair to a stone bench, and then smiled: "Sit." ”

"Hmm." Lin Ze sat calmly on the stone bench and enjoyed the scenery below the mountain with Han Zhenbei.

There is a cold wind in the air, and the mist is as smart as catkins, fluttering in the air, quite enchanting.

"Look." Han Zhenbei stared at the bottom of the mountain with his eyes, and said quietly. "Everybody is fighting for their lives. Some for a meal, some for a building. Others try to gain the respect of others. This is their life. ”

Lin Ze sat next to him, not understanding why this amazing hero was suddenly so emotional. He just lit a cigarette in silence and didn't dare to make a sound.

"What is your life like?" Han Zhenbei tilted his head slightly and glanced at Lin Ze.

"Mine?" Lin Ze was slightly stunned and spewed out a thick flue. "Alive."

"Alive." Han Zhenbei smiled. "Very good ideals. Very straightforward life. Those people at the bottom of the mountain, including me, are fighting and struggling for their life goals, and they have never been satisfied or satisfied all their lives. But if we think about it in another direction, even shocking figures like Emperor Qin and Han Wu are only a few hundred words in the history books. How meaningful is it to be obsessed and paranoid about doing certain things, and it seems that your life is full? ”

"What about yours? Does it make sense? Lin Ze asked.

"It doesn't mean much." Han Zhenbei shook his head. "In general, that's all that makes sense, and of course, what it means to me personally. For others, for this society, it is meaningless. ”

"Your point of view is a bit negative." Lin Ze smiled bitterly.

"How many people in this world are like you?" Han Zhenbei raised his eyebrows, and his momentum was like a rainbow. "Not for fame, not for profit. Just a clear conscience? ”

Lin Ze was speechless.

"I said you could do something amazing if you wanted to. But I approve of your life and appreciate your life. What is the point behind doing those so-called ambitious things? Han Zhenbei smiled. What Xiaoyi does may not be meaningful, but it can be valuable. ”

"That's what sets you apart from us. What you do is not necessarily valuable. But for you, it must be meaningful. And all we can do is have a quantifiable value. Han Zhenbei smiled indifferently and said. In the past few years, I would often do some charity, leaving no name and no fame. I didn't plan to be Lei Feng. Just tell myself that I'm doing this, it's just worthwhile. And not meaningful. What is meaning? Is it really meaningful to do good deeds? I don't do it, someone will always do it. Whether they wanted fame or fortune or not, they always did. Paid for this society. The effect we create is only valuable. ”

"You may ask why I have to do those things at the risk of my life when I see so clearly. Oh, that's another proposition. Han Zhenbei sighed lightly and said lightly. In the long river of history, there have always been submerged things of one kind or another. Even if we jump again, it will be difficult to leave a strong stroke. And there are some paths, once you go up, you can't turn back, and you can't turn back. If you want to continue to make yourself worthwhile, you can only keep going. Back? Behind it was a sea of fire, an abyss. You can't retreat, you can only move forward. ”

"I can't retreat, and neither can Xiaoyi. When a person is in a position, it is too difficult to retreat. Even if you retreat sincerely, people will think of you with the most vicious thoughts. Then persecute you. The story doesn't end until the end of your life. Han Zhenbei said.

Lin Ze listened calmly to the life experience of this big man, and buried his head in silence.

"We don't have a lot of meaning in life, but we can create value. That's what keeps us going. Han Zhenbei smiled slightly and asked. You say, don't you? ”

"Yes." Lin Ze nodded.

"I played some pieces." Han Zhenbei changed his words and said calmly. "With your help, Xiaoyi can go more smoothly. Even if you're in trouble, there's still someone to help. So – my apologies for pulling you into the water could be reduced a bit. After all, I've always had a back hand for you. When one day all retreats are exhausted. Please let go and use your abilities to take them away and give them a smooth and ordinary life. ”

Lin Ze didn't make a sound.

Han Zhenbei had already mentioned these words before. He knew that this was the unease of this great tyrant leaving the world.

People are old. That's a lot of talk. It is because they know that they have fewer and fewer opportunities to speak, and they always want to say two more words and leave a few more words that they think are valuable.

And a person who is dying may not talk a lot, but what they say must be the most uneasy for them.

Han Zhenbei is a hero, and he is also a person.

It's human beings who have such emotions. Even if he can hide it again, he can hide it again. A person who is dying will always feel helpless.

Compared with ordinary people, Han Zhenbei is reserved and calm enough.

"Lin Ze, have you ever thought about looking for your family?" Han Zhenbei asked with a smile.

"Nope." Lin Ze replied calmly. "I won't look for it."

When Han Zhenbei heard this, he was stunned for a while, and then said with a smile: "It's a pity, I don't have a chance to know who your parents are." They're supposed to be amazing characters, right? ”

Lin Ze twitched the corners of his mouth and said nothing.

"Alright. Peace of mind. Han Zhenbei's arm, which could still move slightly, patted the wheelchair, and Fu Bo understood, holding the wheelchair and pushing Han Zhenbei to turn around.

"Lin Ze."

Before leaving, Han Zhenbei said to Lin Ze, who was silently smoking a cigarette: "Everything, please." ”

Lin Ze bit his lip, not knowing how to answer.

"A year old, a year, a day, a day, autumn and autumn, a generation urges a generation, a gathering and a parting, a joy and a sadness, a couch and a bed, a lifetime of a dream to find a partner to meet, he will be a while, that general acquaintance, blow a will sing for a while. Make a song of sadness..."

Han Zhenbei's chanting voice gradually became smaller, and the people had gradually drifted away. Until the sound stopped, Lin Ze suddenly turned his head subconsciously.

Thump!

As soon as he turned around, he saw Fauber suddenly prostrate in front of the wheelchair, tearing his heart and lungs, and his old tears were full of tears. I can't say enough sorrow...

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