The smoke and rain on a spring night disturb people's dreams, and it is not a good time to fall into a dark and sweet dreamland, not to mention that Xu Le and his party still have a lot of business to do next, so they occupied the No. 11 Mansion and began to drink, and the young master who was ranked twelfth in the Li family enthusiastically accompanied a few glasses, and left in advance.
At this time, Xu Le saw Brother Zeng beside Li Xiaotong, he respected a man like a spear like Brother Zeng, and stepped forward to greet him very regularly.
Brother Zeng nodded, still waiting silently behind Young Master Li Qi as he did back then, but his sideburns finally looked a few more snowflakes.
Li Xiaotong couldn't help but feel a little emotional when he looked at this scene, there is only Xu Le in this federation, every time he sees his bodyguard, he is more polite and serious than he sees himself, probably because of this surname, so many people appreciate Xu Le very much, such as Mr.
President, and then there are more people who want Xu Le to die very much, such as the political axe and those big people in the army.
Pouring the residual wine in the cup into the ashtray to extinguish the tobacco, Li Xiaotong frowned and pondered for a moment, and said, "No one wants you to return to the capital star circle at this time. ” Xu Le raised his wine glass and touched the team members in the distance, took two sips, and replied vaguely with a cigarette in his mouth: "Many people have expressed similar meanings. ” Li Xiaotong shook his head and said: "Everyone understands why you were banished to Xilin, and you can roughly guess what Mr.
Shi did happened."
Now that Lord Byron is dead, and he is dead, there is no signal of resumption, and this is when you come back."
His brow furrowed slightly like a frozen plum blossom branch in the snow: "Everyone is terrified, worried that you will be as strong and crazy as you killed Medellin that year, even the old man in our family has touched the little round hat many times more times in the past two days than before, and it is obvious that his old man is anxious about your return." ” "As a result, no one could have imagined that on this rainy night, except for going to the police station building, you didn't have anything else crazy about, but instead spent a lot of energy fighting for that woman, which is really a little incomprehensible."
"The main thing is to enjoy Shi Qinghai."
Xu Le looked at him and said with a smile: "You personally work on this kind of thing, and I am really embarrassed to think about it at this time." ” Li Xiaotong shook his head, laughed at himself and said: "As long as you don't go crazy, don't say that I will play a boring scene of slapping your face for you, even if I take off my clothes and pretend to be a clown, I am willing." ” "Is it so exaggerated," Xu Le frowned amusedly.
"You're the biggest investment in my life."
Li Xiaotong looked at him very seriously, and said slowly: "The practice of the past few years has proved that those old people in the family have long accepted that no matter if you are a small soldier or a felony who is imprisoned in Allure, as long as you don't die, then the investment I have made will definitely benefit, so I implore you to learn to control anger and learn to cherish your body, in my eyes, your surname is much more precious than others." ” In the eyes of anyone, one's life must be the most precious one in the universe, but because the laws of nature have long cast the spell that living things will wither, people have to accept it with sadness, and then try to find a way to be happy when they leave, such as finding some kind of reason that is more emotionally strong than death, such as dying on the path they freely choose.
Last night when the spring rain lingered, Xu Le and his comrades-in-arms quietly picked a cemetery for the guy in the car.
At this time, it was early in the morning, this is the Xinghe Cemetery, Xu Le put the white bouquet in his hand in front of Professor Shen's tomb, and then walked to the tombstone next to him, looked at the rain-soaked handwriting on the stele, and smiled slightly.
The tombstone is written with Shi Qinghai's family history and a brief description, the epitaph was picked by Xu Le, and the very powerful sentences picked out from the letter many years ago, these sentences are sonorous but not blindly serious, very similar to Shi Gongzi's surname.
"I have died on the path I have chosen to take, and you must live, live well, and live in peace."
When he read the letter left by Shi Qinghai in the restaurant, Xu Le saw the sentence of choosing the road, and he had a certain understanding, if a person can die on the road he chooses, it is really a very peaceful happiness, so today he engraved this line on the other party's tombstone.
"Literary and artistic youth are generally relatively short-lived."
Zou Yu, who was holding a black umbrella and holding his son's hand, stood in the cool rain and looked at the grave in front of him, and said mockingly with an expressionless face.
Zou Liuhuo, who was already four or five years old, curiously opened his big black eyes and looked at the cement mound in front of him.
Of course, he didn't know that the person lying inside was his father, but he was very unhappy that his mother's hand holding his hand was so cold and hard, and it hurt a little.
Little boys are as dangerous and chaotic as animals, but they also have a certain sensitive perception ability, according to the usual surname, Zou Liuhuo's children, who must have already made a lot of noise, felt the strange atmosphere in the cemetery garden and the pain in their hands, but they didn't say a word.
Xu Le glanced at Zou Yu and found that she still had a small red flower on her sideburns today, and the bright red petals made of unknown materials were stained with gouache spread by the spring rain, which looked bright and beautiful.
I don't know when it started, maybe it was because of the pain of broken dreams, the bitter crying of ink rain on the highway, and after the extremely high-speed maturity, Zou Yu not only liked to wear red clothes, but also fell in love with wearing saffron.
"Although you didn't get together again until the end."
Xu Le spread his hand and said, "But I thought that on an occasion like today, you should always change the color of the flowers." ” Zou Yu was silent for a long time, and a smile suddenly flashed between his quiet but naturally charming eyebrows, and said, "He said that the safflower is beautiful." ” Five years ago, in the same cemetery, also in the rain, Xu Le officially took on the responsibility of taking care of Zou Yu and the child in her womb for Shi Qinghai.
Five years later, the little life in the womb has grown into a healthy and vibrant little boy, Zou Yu is still beautiful, Xu Le is still carrying all kinds of pots, Shi Qinghai has been sleeping underground, time, it turns out that many things have really changed.
"I want to play the piano at night, let's have a supper."
She said.
"Okay."
Xu Le replied.
Zou Yu took the child and turned away, without any mud and water, and it was extremely simple.
Xu Le looked at her back in a windbreaker and disappeared into the spring rain, and after a moment of silence, she made a phone call, lowered her voice in the rain and frowned and said, "Miss Dai'er, hello, I'm Xu Le." ” To be continued: