Chapter 118: Wishing Tea
"Brother, I suddenly admire you very much......" Waiting for her to leave, Xiang Qian said: "It's not easy to deal with 'friends' like them, it's hard to distinguish between true feelings and false intentions, so it's tiring to socialize." β
Shang Yinan smiled lightly: "Heh, how can it be so complicated." If you like bamboo, just talk to her more, and if you don't like it, go away, and no one will blame you. β
"No, brother, I want to be like you, to be able to take charge on my own." Suddenly a little more serious, Xiang Qian said to him.
"Ah Zi," he patted her head lightly, and then looked at the people in the room, "You don't need to work so hard, and we don't need you to be alone." With me in this home, the sky won't fall. It's all about giving me some meaning to work hard, right? β
"The woman who marries you in the future will definitely be very happy." Xiang Qian said.
Shang Yinan seemed to think of something, lowered his eyes, and said with a gentle expression: "Yes......"
At the same time, the JΓΌrtli mountain south of Zurich.
The lights on the second floor of the villa on the mountainside came on. A slender figure appeared at the window. The snow outside didn't stop, and the whole sky was white.
The young woman, draped in a long nightgown, crossed the desk and tiptoed to push open the window.
The door was opened, and the servant shouted, "Miss, come down quickly!" Oh no, Sean, the eldest lady is going to commit suicide! Sean come up quickly!! She hurriedly put down the sweet soup in her hand, rushed to the window, and hugged the woman.
"No, you misunderstood Mama Du......" she tried to break free from her arms. The illness of the past few years has tormented her so little that she can't get rid of the old maid behind her.
Heavy footsteps came in, and a white-bearded man appeared at the door.
"No, she misunderstood." The encircled woman gasped and shook her head.
He frowned and said in fluent Chinese: "Let go, help her sit up!" Opening the thermos cup from the cabinet next to him, he fed her a few sips of ginseng water.
"Breathe first, calm down before you speak. I'll be waiting for you here, don't worry. Sean asked Du's mother to put on her stockings, leaned against the head of the bed with her, and waited patiently for her to calm her breathing.
Du's mother quickly came back from outside the door, holding a few moxibustion jars in her hands. Two tied her calves, two tied to her wrists, touched her forehead, the temperature was normal, and she closed the door and retreated.
"Sean, I didn't go to death just now." After a long time, she finally spoke.
He touched his white beard and nodded, "I know." β
"After going through so much, I won't give up on life easily." Turning her head, she looked at the people beside her.
"I know, Mingming, I know." With his arm around her shoulder, Sean kissed her forehead.
The wind outside the window became louder, and large snowflakes swirled and flew in the air, refusing to fall for a long time.
"I just want to open the window and smell the snowflakes. It's been three years, Sean, and I haven't left this room for three years. Zhu Ming stretched out his hand, looked at his thin wrist, and sighed.
"......" Sean tightened his hand around her shoulder, and a figure came to mind.
The room slowly emanated a burst of mugwort leaves, strong and familiar.
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At eleven o'clock in the evening, the guests in the dinner hall slowly left. Wan Di and Li Xue were waiting downstairs, and a few people made an appointment to drink together to celebrate the dispute. On the second floor, I saw Xiang Qian walking down alone, and Wan Di said, "What about the other one?" β
"I was retained, and he said to meet us directly at the villa."
Frowning, Wan Di worried: "The investment search is not going well? β
"Looks like my brother needs to introduce him to a few friends." Xiang Qian said while putting on his coat.
"Your brother? Which brother? Who is it? β
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The three of them stood at the gate, and a Maybach slowly stopped. The rear window was lowered, and Zhu Yuan said to Xiang Qian: "Where do you live, I'll send you back?" β