Xing Zhongwan was standing at the gate of Qi's villa in the suburbs with his little luggage. After digging in my pocket for a long time, I remembered that I had thrown the cigarette away when I came.
Xing Zhongwan sniffed and rang the doorbell. The doorbell rang three times, and an old woman came out and opened the door. A pair of cloudy eyes looked Xing Zhongwan up and down at night. This look made Xing Zhongwan feel uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart, and said impatiently, "Can I go in?"
The old lady gave in her body, "Is it Miss Xing?" The low hoarse voice sounded like a dry tree branch being smashed to the ground in winter. yes."
The old lady took Xing Zhongwan to the building, "Miss's voice sounds a little different." Xing Zhongwan coughed a few times, "My throat has been injured, and there is something wrong with my throat."
The old lady's turbid eyes glanced back at him, and a smile suddenly appeared on her lips. Xing Zhongwan looked at the surrounding environment indifferently, "Where do I live?"
The old lady took him to the room at the end of the corridor, "This is your room, take a rest, and I will take you to see the third master later." Xing Zhongwan put the luggage on the bed, turned around and said thank you to her. The old lady nodded to him, turned around and walked downstairs slowly.
Xing Zhongwan closed the door and looked around the room. The room is large, with white curtains, a desk and a wardrobe, next to the toilet, and it is a guest room at first glance. Xing Zhongwan sighed and lay on the big bed, staring at the yellowed ceiling above in a daze.
A month ago, Xing Zhongwan was called back to his home. I don't have a good impression of Xing Zhongwan's family. As an illegitimate child who has never been looked at directly by his father, it would definitely not be a good thing to be called back suddenly. Sure enough, for more than 20 years, his father asked him to go to Qi's house to take care of a paralyzed man.
If Xing Zhongwan would usually leave without turning his head, Xing Zhengping said that as long as he was willing to go to the Xing family, he promised to move his mother's ashes back to the Xing family ancestral tomb.
Xing Zhongwan laughed in anger, "What kind of big man made you waste so much effort that even my illegitimate child would be stuffed into it?"
Xing Zhengping didn't even want to look at his son, who was smiling wildly, but was extremely cold in his heart, "If your sister hadn't run away, where would it be your turn to take care of Qi Yun!"
Xing Zhongwan squinted his eyes, it turned out to be Qi Yun, no wonder Xing Zhengping put on the pole with all his strength.
"What do you mean by the old man to let me pretend to be Xing Zhongjie? But do you see how I look like a woman?"
Xing Zhengping said impatiently, "I don't care what method you use! If you get things done, your mother will be able to enter the ancestral grave of the Xing family."
Xing Zhongwan was smoking a cigarette, his long and narrow eyes with a sneer, "Don't break your promise, old man!"
That day, Xing Zhongwen went to her mother's cemetery and took a bottle of wine to sit in front of her old man's tomb and drink it all night. When the sky was bright, Xing Zhongwan got up and looked at the serious woman on the tombstone, "For your nonsense wish before your death, your son has to take care of a paralyzed man for Xing Zhongjie's white lotus flower this time." Xing Zhongwan stared at him After looking at the ** photo for a long time, I suddenly bowed straight to the tombstone.
"Don't worry, I will let you return to Xing's house in a beautiful way."
Thinking of this, Xing Zhongwan got up from the bed angrily and went to the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror. A half-length hair, white shirt, jeans, very neutral dress. The collar firmly blocked the Adam's apple, which was not too obvious.
Xing Zhongwan didn't know if he could deceive Qi Yun with this dress, anyway, looking at the reaction of the old housekeeper just now, he should not be very successful. Anyway, who cares about him, Xing Zhongwan has no interest in knowing what transactions the two have made in private, and he does not believe that the powerful Qi family will not know about Xing Zhongjie's escape.
Turning on the faucet and washing his face, Xing Zhongwan irritably pinned his half-length hair to the back of his head. Fortunately, he went to the waves for a year before, and his hair has not been taken care of. I didn't expect it to come in handy this time. It's just that I hope Qi Yun sees that he doesn't get angry and aggravates his condition later.
Just thinking about it, the door knocked politely three times, Xing Zhongwan opened the door, and the old lady glanced at him, "Is Miss Xing ready, I'll take you to see the third master."
The Qi family's villa is not very large, with a total of three floors. Xing Zhongwan lives on the second floor and Qi Yun lives on the third floor. Xing Zhongwan walked all the way up and found that the windows in the corridor were all drawn with curtains, and the whole space was dark like night, which made people inexplicably uncomfortable. And there seems to be only the old housekeeper in this villa, and he hasn't seen anyone else for so long. The old housekeeper stopped at the room at the end of the corridor and looked back at Xing Zhongwan, "The third master likes quietness, Miss Xing will not talk much later." Xing Zhongwan said in his heart, I don't want to talk yet.
The moment the door opened, Xing Zhongwan glanced inside and frowned. The inside of the room was darker than the outside, and when the door was opened, there was a smell that had not been ventilated for a long time. Xing Zhongwan thought to himself, where is this place for patients? When I followed the old housekeeper in, I saw a big bed with instruments on both sides that I didn't know what to do. There was a person lying on the bed. From the thin bulge, the person on the bed was very thin.
The old lady said to the bed, "Third Master, Miss Xing is here."
A word is like throwing into the calm lake and the sound disappears instantly. Xing Zhong took a few steps in the evening and saw the person lying on the bed in the dim light. Rao is Xing Zhongwan, with such an uninhibited character, he was shocked when he saw the person on the bed. Is this still the famous third master Qi?
The person on the bed was covered with a blanket. Although he couldn't see his body, Xing Zhongwan could guess what his body looked like by looking at his face.
The whole face is so thin as if only a piece of skin is attached to the bones, and it has long been impossible to see the original appearance. His open eyes were empty and lifeless, if it wasn't for the faint ups and downs of his chest, Xing Zhongwan would have thought that what he saw was a dead man!
The old housekeeper walked slowly to the side and opened the curtains, and the bright sunlight came in for a moment, and Qi Yun's thin, disfigured face was more clearly displayed in front of Xing Zhongwan. Qi Yun's eyes didn't move, even Xing Zhongwan couldn't help squinting because of the sudden brightness. Xing Zhongwan looked at the abnormality of the person on the bed, and saw the indifference on the face of the old housekeeper not far away, as well as the disgust in his eyes, and suddenly understood that Qi Yun was not only paralyzed, but also blind.
Xing Zhongwan couldn't help sneering in his heart, this time he didn't have to worry about being seen out of his fake Xing Zhongjie. It's really a good calculus. No wonder he will let his illegitimate son approach the third master of Qi, and then think of all kinds of abnormalities since he entered the door.
Ha ha! Qi Yun was treated as an abandoned child. What big family would want a paralyzed and blind heir.
Xing Zhongwan looked at the motionless man lying on the bed, and felt a little emotional in his heart. He met Qi Yun many years ago. He came to the Xing family to break off the marriage, and his sister Bailian almost fainted from tears. At that time, Qi Yun had a cold temperament, and his face was so beautiful that people dared not take a second glance. He left the Xing family without a cup of tea. Xing Zhongwan stood on the balcony and looked at the tall and straight back. For the first time, he felt Such a proud man, I really want to see him fall from the sky and roll into the mud. Unexpectedly, I really let him see it.
Xing Zhongwan retracted his thoughts and smiled faintly. His nominal father really played a good abacus. If he didn't, he just grabbed his own weakness. Unfortunately, Xing Zhongwan was not stupid. Well, since he's here, take good care of him, as long as Qi Yun doesn't die. , as for the rest, don't count on him...
Xing Zhongwan looked at the man lying on the bed unable to move, Qi Yun, let's "get along" well in the future...