Every day a servant comes in to clean it, and it is the same as it was many years ago, with a large bookcase with a lot of sheet music, a violin in the window by the window, and various trophies next to it.

He reached out and opened the door of the cabinet, and plucked the strings gently, which had not been corrected for many years, and the strings were loose and could not be played.

He stood silently.

Nine years old, he was nine years old, and suddenly he lost his father.

When he died in July, his mother first sent him to his grandfather's house outside Shaocheng, afraid that he would stay in the main house of the Fu family to see things and think about people, and he spent the darkest summer vacation in Shaocheng.

Everyone up and down his grandfather's family was worried about him, and everyone took care of his emotions carefully.

But at the end of August, he was seriously ill, with a high fever that did not go away, talking nonsense day and night, tea was difficult to eat, his grandparents were frightened, and how many doctors were invited to the house to treat him, and finally he was cured.

In October, his mother sent him to England to study, Fu Cheng and He Jun went together, his grandmother was not at ease, an old lady who did not understand English, she was stunned to go to a foreign country to take care of him, and stayed in those years until he was in high school, gradually coming out of the shadow of his father's death, and then returned to Shaocheng with confidence.

Everything here is still the same, the sofa, the desk, the books and pen holders on it, the oil paintings on the walls, the chandelier overhead, the carpet underfoot, and the gentleman's orchid growing on the windowsill.

It's just that there is no more that gentle and easy-going man standing on the windowsill and waving to him with a smile.

Until he met Wen Qiao, he thought he was special, he thought Wen Qiao could only rely on him to survive, but until she was in Midtown, she didn't see him, and she also woke up from her coma.

As if facing a great enemy, until now, he will always wake up from a nightmare.

He wasn't the only one, he wasn't special, Wincho would find out about his lies at any time, find out that that time wasn't sober because of his presence, and find out that there would be someone else who could save her if he left him.

It's not a good feeling.

He hated the arrangement of fate, there was another person in this world that Qiao Er could rely on, but he couldn't find out who that person was.

The rain gradually stopped, he left the house, returned to the apartment, and hugged Wen Qiao, who was on a video with Lu Youyou.

Lu Youyou on the other end of the video: ......

"That, Qiaoqiao, hang up first, I'll talk to you about the company's affairs tomorrow."

Wen Qiao touched his head: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Tomorrow, my father's death day."

Wen Qiao's throat was stiff, and he didn't know what to say to comfort him, so he said after a while: "Are you going to the cemetery to mourn?" ”

"Hmm."

Wen Qiao could only comfort: "It's all over, and your father doesn't want to see you too sad in the Heavenly Spirit." ”

"There's no way to take you there right now."

"yes, I know."

Late at night, at the back door of the small courtyard on Jingnan Road, standing opposite Gu Xiao was his subordinate Hai Li.

Hailey wore a high ponytail, big round earrings, a small leather skirt, and high riding boots, and looked at Gu Xiao with a smile: "Actually, there is something I don't understand, why did you let me go to Fu Nanli Hospital last time to steal his blood, and why did you go to Midtown to save Wen Qiao, you didn't save her when she fainted two days ago, don't you dislike her mother?" ”

Gu Xiao leaned against the wall, his face expressionless, "Fu Nanli likes Wen Qiao, you said that if you make him feel that he is not Wen Qiao's only medicine, will he suffer in his heart?" Maybe he thought he was lying to Wen Qiao, but he didn't know that he was lying at all, but he would feel guilty that he was lying, well, don't you think that's interesting? ”

Hayley raised an eyebrow: "I see." ”

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