Startled by the sudden shouting, Li Shi subconsciously staggered back two steps, when two burly men wearing sunglasses and suits broke into the door, one of them asked politely, "Mrs. You, are you okay?" ”

These two burly men are Li Shi's bodyguards, but the employer is Li Shi's husband, Li Shi also understands that these two bodyguards are to protect her safety on the one hand, and on the other hand, they are also used to spy on her, her husband Mr. You knows very well that this beautiful woman does not love him, in order to prevent her from doing something out of line, Mr. You has to make this decision, that is, to send bodyguards to spy on her.

The other bodyguard took off his sunglasses, walked forward, glanced at Jing Xiaoshu with disdain and warned, "This gentleman, this is a hospital, I hope you bring some quality, if you disturb the order here, I will throw you out, and speak politely to Mrs. You." ”

Jing Xiaoshu didn't want to quarrel, he just wanted to get out of here now and avoid Li Shi again.

Li Shi could naturally see Jing Xiaoshu's emotions, so she had to leave temporarily and wait until Jing Xiaoshu's emotions calmed down before coming to see him. Before leaving, Li Shi took out a bank card from her bag and put it on the table, "You can use this bank card, even if you can't accept the reality, then you have to live a good life, your father and mother have been rated as "martyrs" by the country, this is a supreme honor, I am proud of them." ”

After Li Shi left, Jing Xiaoshu sat up, he picked up the bank card on the table, but his eyes were gloomy, he lowered his head dejectedly, and whispered, "I'm sorry, my beloved beautiful poem." ”

Just thinking about leaving, the projection TV was turned on remotely, and the screen was Italian singer Servia, at this time the accompaniment of Servia's most classic song came to mind, and the picture turned, on the grand singing stage, a tall and sexy beauty appeared, her name is Li Shi.

Jing Xiaoshu saw a person with the most active applause and shouts on the screen, that person was handsome and handsome, with a strong physique and a youthful atmosphere, he was the twenty-year-old Jing Xiaoshu.

“Whenlifeisahardgame,Don'tyoublame,It'syourchancetoAriseyouraim......”

Jing Xiaoshu translated the content of the lyrics, "Whenever life is a hard race, you never complain, you will always raise your arms and fight forever to defend your glory with a tenacious spirit。。。。。。 ”

"Thank you! My beloved little poem. Looking at the sexy beauties on the screen, Jing Xiaoshu's heart suddenly surged with a warm power, and he smiled at Li Shi on the screen.

A smile that had not been seen for two or three years finally appeared on Jing Xiaoshu's face again, although he looked a little vicissitudes, but the vicissitudes still couldn't hide his handsome silhouette and handsome facial features.

Walking out of the hospital, Jing Xiaoshu stretched his waist and abdomen lazily in the dazzling and warm sunlight. He remembered a TV series he watched - "The Legend of Bruce Lee", at that time, Bruce Lee, who was alone in the American martial arts world to replace the starry sky, simply suppressed the most popular karate, so that countless foreigners began to re-understand the historical China in the East, which was extremely shocking.

A century has passed, and Bruce Lee's prestige in the martial arts world still stands.

Jing Xiaoshu took a taxi back to his home, because his father and mother were both rated as "martyrs" by the state, his villa was cleaned by a special person, and he was also exempted from paying property fees and water and electricity bills.

Jing Xiaoshu had a long-lost feeling after returning home, and he was a little excited when he saw Fu Bo who was watering flowers in the backyard of the villa. He had thought that the roses would all die, but he didn't expect Fauber to be taking care of them. Roses are Jing Xiaoshu's father's favorite flowers, and the backyard is full of them. Of course, if a soldier likes something, there must be a reason, just like a rose, hardy, can be used as a medicine, raw bright but low-key, and can also be boiled into nutritious porridge, but what makes a soldier like Jing Xiaoshu's father pay tribute to the rose the most is: the vitality of the rose is stronger than ordinary words.

Jing Xiaoshu, who saw the rose, seemed to see that it was not his family's original housekeeper Fu Bo who was watering the flowers in the backyard at the moment, but his tall and mighty father with sharp eyes and a peaceful heart, but Jing Xiaoshu understood that he was now a loner.

Jing Xiaoshu approached Fu Bo and shouted at Fu Bo's stiff body, "Fu Bo." ”

Turning around and standing in front of Jing Xiaoshu was an old man who was close to the sixtieth year, but he looked more than a sixtieth birthday, as if he was in his prime, the sunken eyes made the old man's eyes look smaller, the gray sweater was almost the same color as his face, and when he turned around, Jing Xiaoshu found that his eyebrows and beard were much whiter, and his face was even more old.

Fu Bo, who grew up watching Jing Xiaoshu, recognized him at a glance. Fu Bo was happy in his heart, his face was full of smiles, at this moment his feet seemed to be stepping on a light breeze, and the speed of movement was almost comparable to that of a young man, he walked straight to Jing Xiaoshu, grabbed his hand, looked at Jing Xiaoshu's face with kind eyes, but for a moment he touched his face distressedly, and said in a choked voice; "Kid, you've lost weight."

Looking at Fu Bo's old face up close, Jing Xiaoshu's mood at the moment was the same as Fu Bo's, he was very happy at first, but seeing each other's recent life traces written on his face, how could he not be heartbroken?

"Come, child, come and sit in the house." Fu Bo pulled Jing Xiaoshu and walked into the villa, but in fact, Jing Xiaoshu carefully supported Fu Bo, for fear that he would trip too fast and stumble.

Jing Xiaoshu's villa is plain and exquisite, obviously natural, relaxed, and simple, but the furniture is very little, except for a four-person desk and four chairs, there is no other thing in the hall, just come in visually there is still a little empty, but when you sit on the chair, you will find that you can just see the flowers and plants outside, the blue sky and white clouds, which can instantly make people feel refreshed once you sit down.

Jing Xiaoshu helped Fu Bo sit on the chair, and as soon as he sat down, Fu Bo got up and said that he had something important to hand over to Jing Xiaoshu.

Jing Xiaoshu was a little puzzled, he couldn't imagine that Fu Bo would have anything important, and even if he really had, how could he ask for an old man's things, he thought about it, and finally there were only two words that came to his mind - inheritance.

What Fu Bo gave to Jing Xiaoshu was not as he thought, it was not an inheritance, but a suicide note, a suicide note written by Jing Xiaoshu's mother, Jing Wei, to her son.

Jing Xiaoshu took a damp and yellowed envelope from Fu Bo's hand, this suicide note was written by Jing Wei three years ago, she put it under the pillow in the bedroom, she didn't think that her son would be so fragile mentally, so that her suicide note was not read by her son until three years later.

After handing the envelope to Jing Xiaoshu, Fu Bo knew that it was inconvenient to disturb him, so he said that he was going to water the rose.

Jing Xiaoshu pinched the heavy envelope with both hands, he took a deep breath and immediately opened the envelope.

Pulling out the crumpled letter paper inside the envelope, Jing Xiaoshu felt heavy. Since three years have passed, there is some handwriting on the letterhead

Fading, he stood on the balcony blankly, just as the sun's scorching rays hit his calves.

Jing Xiaoshu browsed the contents of the letterhead, and his mother's voice suddenly came into his heart······

"My little book, when you read this letter, I have said goodbye to this world forever, you must not give up your mother's research results, this is your mother's wish, I hope you can take more initiative······ Love your mother - Jing Wei. ”

After reading this short suicide note, Jing Xiaoshu immediately tore it up, and he suddenly remembered the time when his father and mother quarreled four years ago, and in his memory, it was the only time the husband and wife quarreled.

Jing Xiaoshu vaguely remembered that at that time, his father and mother were arguing over a harsh question, his father said that he would obey the orders of his superiors and resolutely destroy the test subject, but his mother strongly objected, she said that this test subject was also a life, a life that only wanted to survive, it only wanted to live simply.