Xia Qingyou came to Zhang Zhekai's ward, Zhang Zhekai was sleeping on the hospital bed, his round belly was high, like a hill, and the mountain rose and fell with his breathing. The wrinkles on his face have not been reduced by puffiness, but have accentuated his age, and these deep wrinkles are a testimony of his years.

The stubby fingers trembled, Zhang Zhekai woke up, and smiled slightly when he saw Qingyou coming, "Come, worried?" ”

"Hmm..."Qingyou also replied lightly, slowly sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed his hand that was swollen from the drip, and rubbed it back and forth, at this time, Qingyou really cared about this man, concerned about this lonely man who was devastated by the years, "How does it feel?" ”

Zhang Zhekai seemed to have some difficulty speaking, "It's okay now, you can be discharged from the hospital after one night's sleep," he paused and took a deep breath, "You can sit with me for a while and go back, you don't have to stay here!" Help me bring the medical record book when I come tomorrow, in the first drawer to the right of my study cabinet. ”

"Okay~" Qingyou nodded calmly and didn't say anything more.

It was already late when I came out of the hospital, in the dead of night, the cool breeze was gentle, and the temperature difference between day and night in Shanghai in October was relatively large, Qingyou couldn't help but hug his body and help himself warm. I don't know when she started to like reminiscing, recalling the days when she was close to Zhou Han, and fantasizing that the man next to her now is Zhou Han, but... They are too far apart!

She thinks she knows Zhou Han, and she follows her plan step by step, but once a man's heart is not in you, what you do is in vain, which is the most important thing, and she ignores it. Zhou Han is arrogant and conceited, unbeatable, unruly, these are all appearances, she knows that in fact, Zhou Han's heart is gentle, as long as he finds someone who can fit his heart, he is willing to be gentle.

All this time, she lived under the protective shield she set for herself, living a life of the walking dead. In the United States for five years, she enjoyed loneliness and loneliness, so she returned to Australia desperately trying to find her former Zhou Han. It was successful at the beginning, Zhou Han and Xia Xia didn't love each other so much, she also returned to the Zhou family as she wished, maybe it was inferiority, she didn't dare to ask too much, she just wanted to be able to return to Zhou Han, but she became more and more dissatisfied with the status quo, and the balance of desire was greatly tilted. But... The more she did it, the more Zhou Han and Xia Xia fell in love with each other, and in the end, almost nothing would separate them.

The only thing she believes in and is very sure in her life is that she will always love Zhou Han, she can regard Yang Yifeng as a confidant in her life and Zhang Zhekai as a passerby in her life, but Zhou Han will always be the main theme in her life.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and Kiyoyu grabbed his arm full of goosebumps and rushed into the car. It would be nice to have a warm embrace at this time...

Walk through the downtown area of Shanghai and return to Zhang Zhekai's residence, yes, Qingyou has always regarded this place as Zhang Zhekai's residence rather than his own home.

She came to the study and opened the first drawer on the right side of the cabinet, where Zhang Zhekai's medical records were placed on top. She took it out, the thick medical record book seemed to be used often, and she couldn't help but open it to see that almost every page was densely packed with a string of unintelligible words. Sure enough, I applied for the old saying - you look for a doctor before the age of thirty, and you look for a disease after the age of thirty, and Zhang Zhekai is already in his fifties.

Qingyou smiled self-deprecatingly, wanting to say if he would be lonely like this in the future. As far as she knows, Zhang Zhekai's wife died when he was very young, and his only son is also abroad. She closed the drawer without healing, perhaps too hard, and shook the third drawer out a little bit, and this one was locked!

People have curiosity, especially when it comes to things that can't be seen openly, and Qingyou is no exception. She poked her head into the third drawer, as if it was an old black and white photograph, two bodies, but the head could not be seen. What is it? Why is it locked? Qingyou reached out and touched the pesky lock, it was just an ordinary small lock.

She turned around and looked around the desk, and found a bunch of small keys, five or six, in the pen holder. Qingyou's eyes lit up, and he picked up the keys and aimed them at the keyhole one by one.

With a click, the lock opened, Qingyou was overjoyed, and hurriedly opened the drawer to find out. Finally saw the two people in the photo, the man is Zhang Zhekai That's right, when he was young, he was really handsome, enough to be described as handsome, and the woman next to him, the more Qing Superior saw it, the more he felt that something was wrong... This... Isn't this summer soft!

Yes, it's her biological mother Xia Rou, she once saw the photos of Xia Rou when she was young, and it was no different from this. Qingyou was stunned, what is the relationship between Zhang Zhekai and his mother?! Looking at the photo, the two just sat side by side and took a photo, but why did Zhang Zhekai treasure it until now? And, he seems to look a lot, because the key is on the desk.

Qingyou looked inside the drawer again, and there was a box inside, which was also locked, she carefully took it out and tried it one by one with the keys. With a click, the lock opened again, and now her heart was not happy but nervous. When I opened the box, there were a lot of photographs, all of them old yellowed from that era, and a letter.

How so? What the hell is going on? These are all photos of Zhang Zhekai and Xia Rou, and they are in the same photo studio at the same time. On the back of one of the photographs is a row of boys: Xiaocao Photo Studio, Shanghai, October 1974. Qingyou couldn't help but open the letter and see that Qingxiu's clean handwriting should be her mother's.

Oh, my God... This is the breakup letter sent by Xia Rou to Zhang Zhekai! Kiyoyo thought back that this should have been written by her mother before she went to France, and at that time, she had already given birth to herself. So... 's mother was insulted by Jiang Hua to give birth to her as a seed, and she didn't have the face to face Zhang Zhekai? But why isn't Zhang Zhekai in Australia but in Shanghai? The mother in the photo is smiling sweetly, when did she come to Shanghai? In October 1974, Zhang Zhekai was 55 years old this year, when he was 19 years old, and his mother was only 17 years old...

There is also a photo under the envelope, which is a group photo of three men, Qingyou picked it up and looked at it carefully, and the other two turned out to be Zhou Zhigao and Jiang Hua. It was impossible to see where the photo was, and she cleverly flipped over and looked behind it, and there were no markings behind it.

Zhou Zhigao and Jiang Hua are obviously a few years older than Zhang Zhekai, and the three in the photo seem to have a good relationship. But wasn't Jiang Hua the ** boss when he was young? And Zhou Zhigao is not, but he can single-handedly found Tianhan, and it is understandable that he can deal with these ** people, so what about Zhang Zhekai, is he following Jiang Hua to mix **, or is he following Zhou Zhigao to mix business?

There seems to be a connection between these things, but what this connection is, Qingyou still doesn't know. The photographs and letters bind her like a bond, after all, the woman in the photo is her mother, and the man is her current man.

Qingyou put the photos and letters back in the box in the original order, locked it, and put the box back into the drawer and locked it!