"You are confused! I told you that you must pay attention to gratitude and reciprocation in life. But you actually compare the interests of the country with personal kindness. Listening to the words of this rebel, the old man couldn't help but tremble angrily, not only angry at his boldness, but also ignorance, if it weren't for his own blood, he really wanted to scold a stupid pig. When I was about six or seven years old, the law and order of that era had not yet reached the level it is now, although it was not so chaotic that ordinary people did not dare to go out at all if they took out a knife and stabbed people without saying a word. However, there are still cases of chasing and intercepting, especially bullying primary school students to ask for money.

Anyway, he was born in a military family, and due to his age, his body may be relatively fragile. But years of education and exposure have taught him that he must never bow his head in the face of evil forces. This can be regarded as annoying those guys who dare to intercept and ask for money, and they are really ruthless. The fragile body, where can it withstand this kind of toss, and almost died. It just so happened that at this time, Bai Qingcang appeared. Bai Qingcang back then was not like he is now, he was just a simple-minded child, and when he encountered this kind of thing, there was no reason to look at it. So he rescued him from those people, and based on this life-saving kindness, coupled with the friendship between the children, the two quickly became good friends. This friendship, even after many years, the two have grown up, and there has not changed in the slightest. Now, Bai Qingcang has become like that, and there may be no way to recover for the rest of his life, just like his father, as a friend, he must do something for Bai Qingcang.

"You just said that this is one of them, but what are the other reasons?" the old man continued to ask with a cold face. If it was only for such a reason, although the things he did greatly damaged the interests of the country, although it was still incomprehensible, it could be regarded as a bit of a reason, at least for the old man, it was not so uncomfortable. However, the next words can be said to be fatal to the old man.

"And for the money. Since I was fifteen years old, I have been playing with friends once before I know it. The bigger the play, the bigger the amount of money is missing. Qing Cang has been secretly helping me deal with these things all these years, and now with his fall, the debts that had accumulated before have exploded immediately. Just when I was worried and didn't know what to do, a man came to me and said that if I gave him some information, all my past debts would be written off. I knew I shouldn't, but I really couldn't do anything else. "With such a big handle in his hands, is there any other choice but to be obedient? Of course, he can also choose to be a hero and fight once, at the cost of his own life, to launch the final blow to those people, and retain his dignity and backbone. But since he was a child, he has lived in a peaceful era, and although he has not been pampered like a young master since he was a child, how can he have such courage.

"You bastard!" was furious, really angry, and there was no longer the slightest understanding that he had at the beginning. A crutch smashed down mercilessly, listening to the crisp sound of bone cracking and the terrible howl, years of love, he still couldn't help but feel distressed for a moment. In the end, he hardened his heart, the son did not teach, the father's fault, although he was stubborn in his original impression, but he was also a filial and generous child, and he became like this, he, the father, must take the primary responsibility.

"My own son is not angry, and I have nothing to say, let alone the face to plead, but if I can, I can spare his life as much as possible. Trembling, using all his strength, gritting his teeth to support the body that was about to fall, it was originally still mental, but it suddenly declined. A few faint black hairs turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the skin, which was originally quite well maintained at this age, was crawling all over the ditches and bumps, just like an old tree bark that had grown for many years. The pair of eyes that faced the skyrocketing fire, the life and death crisis, and did not have any discoloration, were filled with a rich gray and gloomy, this old man who had been angry all his life and hardened all his life, with infinite remorse, and the last trace of his parents' love for him, died of anger.

"Quick, get the doctor over. "The old man's change is too fast and too obvious. The close-fitting person who followed No. 1 and had seen the endless wind and clouds couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly greeted the human.

"Is there really no way to do it?" A few minutes later, in the face of the doctor's shake, even though the No. 1 was already prepared in his heart, he couldn't help but ask again.

"The old man's head lines have been dispersed, and the existing medical methods can no longer play any role. Unless there are really living dead people in this world, flesh and bones, and Da Luo's immortal-like peerless medical skills. The doctor sighed and shook his head.

"Old man Wei Chi, I just went!" Knowing that there was no longer hope, No. 1 immediately made arrangements for this matter. Then hurry back and report, the impact of this matter can be big or small. If it is dealt with in a timely manner, there should not be any big mess.

"I know, you can arrange the rest immediately. Everything is carried out according to the rules and will not be affected by anyone, anything. No. 1, who was bowing his head to deal with state affairs, paused when he heard the hand that was signing the document, and then said. No matter what their descendants do, the contributions and sacrifices made by the old people to this country cannot be erased.

"Old man Wei Chi just went, you know what I want to express. After the people around him went to arrange relevant matters, No. 1 took out a phone from the office cabinet and dialed out.

"I understand that I will make arrangements for this. I really didn't expect his hand to be so long. The voice on the other end of the phone also paused, and said with a hint of sigh and solemnity.

"Murong Hanyan, who lives in the philosophy department on the second floor, I have started to like you since the first time I saw you. Can you give me a chance to get to know you and love you with my life?" Downstairs in the women's dormitory of Yenching University, a boy with a tall figure and a good appearance and temperament, who looked more personable against the backdrop of a black suit, shouted loudly with a loudspeaker. It is said that the rotten confession in college is not a new thing, but it can attract the attention of a lot of people every time. Especially the super high appearance and outstanding temperament of this confessor, many girls are sad.

"Handsome junior, you don't have to confess to others, senior sister has taken a fancy to you. There are also many bold girls who firmly believe that love is in their own hands, and boldly attack and intercept Hu.

"That unknown junior sister, it is really happy to be confessed by this junior brother who is quite good in appearance and temperament. There are many girls with longing, and they said with a little sour in their tones.

"You're lonely, aren't you? You don't even know who Murong Hanyan is? Although she has only been on campus for a short time, she is the goddess in the hearts of all Yan University boys. Our Yan Da has always been as beautiful as a cloud, but I don't think there is any beauty who can compare with this newcomer Senior Sister Murong. is not only the appearance, but also the difference in temperament. People who have not seen her have a wrong understanding of the word "Tianxian". "This is called a gushing and foaming mouth, just this eloquence, it must be a pretty good choice to be a host after graduation.

"Seeing that you are talking so lively, you must know her very well? The old lady wants to see what is so great about her. "Literati are inferior to each other, and same-sex people are inferior to each other, even in a relatively complex society, which can be regarded as an extremely simple campus, this kind of thing has inevitably happened.

"Eh, Murong, hurry up and take a look, someone downstairs is confessing to you. It seems that the current society is really an era when appearance is king, how can we, the girls with mediocre appearance, survive?" The female classmate who lived in the same dormitory as Murong Hanyan said with a little envy and grief after hearing the movement.

"It's just a bunch of idle ······" The words were as calm as clear water, for this kind of thing, Murong Hanyan had already been prepared, but unfortunately, no matter how good-looking and talented he was, he could only say that fate was like this, and you were a step late.

"Eh, I knew you had this reaction, it's a shame. The roommate shook his head, and since Murong Hanyan appeared in the academy, the male hormones of the entire academy have risen like waves. It's a pity that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, regardless of whether it is the front wave or the back wave, they all die on the beach. This girl, who looks quiet and modest on the surface, has unimaginable arrogance in her bones. No matter how grand the scene is, how many girls can be excited to the point of heart attack, in her place, everything is as indifferent as water.

"Huh····· What are you doing? Could it be that the fairy daughter who is high up and does not eat the fireworks of the world was also moved by this man and fell into the mortal world. The roommate looked at Murong Hanyan, who didn't care about it a little dumbfounded, but suddenly became inexplicably excited, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was in love, and saw Murong Hanyan, who was like a happy little woman with his beloved man, full of clouds and confused.

"It's kind of funny, but you're digging into my corner. Murong ·····" Among the many onlookers, one looked a little illusory, ethereal, as if there was a figure like the past and the future, with a warm smile on the corner of his mouth.

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