Siheyuan, integrating everything, cultivating the city

He walked to the park bench and sat down. The surrounding scene was already a little blurry, there were few pedestrians on the street, and the trees in the park were swaying in the wind. Li Xiangqian put the newly bought socks on his knees, looked down at them, and couldn't help but feel a complex emotion in his heart.

"Can this pair of socks change anything for me?" He smiled bitterly, feeling somewhat helpless. It was just a trivial matter in life, just buying a new pair of socks, but he could not get any comfort from these simple actions.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, but many images emerged involuntarily in his mind - Qin Huairu's figure, He Yuzhu's silence, and those unspoken emotions. Every relationship, every past, seemed to be pulling at him, making it impossible for him to let go easily.

"What should I do?" Li Xiangqian asked himself in a low voice, feeling more and more confused.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang, interrupting his chaotic thoughts. He took out his cell phone and saw Li Fang's name on the screen.

"Hello?" Li Xiangqian answered the phone with a low voice.

"Xiang Qian, what are we going to eat tonight?" Li Fang's voice was gentle and clear, like a stream of clear spring, gently brushing across Li Xiang Qian's heart.

Li Xiangqian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little warm in his heart. He knew that Li Fang was always so careful and always cared about every little detail of his life. However, he himself could never give her more response and care.

"I... I'm a little tired today and may not want to cook." Li Xiangqian's voice was a little hesitant. He didn't want to make Li Fang worry, but he felt that he didn't have the energy to deal with those trivial things.

"It's okay, I'll do it." Li Fang said gently, "You take a rest, don't be too tired."

Li Xiangqian held the phone tightly, feeling guilty. Li Fang's concern always seemed to touch his softest spot, but he could never respond sincerely enough.

"Thank you, Fang." He whispered, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"Xiang Qian, don't be so polite." Li Fang smiled, "I know you have a lot of things in your heart, but you also have to learn to relax yourself. Don't always keep everything in your heart and tire yourself out."

Li Xiangqian listened to Li Fang's voice, and suddenly felt warm in his heart, but he couldn't help but feel a pain. Li Fang's concern and tenderness seemed to be his reason to escape. He knew he couldn't go on like this, but he didn't know how to change.

"I understand, Fang." Li Xiangqian was silent for a while before speaking softly.

After hanging up the phone, Li Xiangqian sat on a bench in the park, looking at the night sky in the distance, his heart still in turmoil. He remembered what Xu Damao once said, "If you really want to let go, just do it." But is it really that easy to let go of the past and let go of those tangled emotions?

However, recently, Yi Zhonghai's reputation has become increasingly obscure. Some people say that he is very aggressive in his arguments, even going so far as to become hostile, as if on a sudden night, the distance between him and the world suddenly widened, and he became an untouchable person in the distance. When Li Xiangqian heard these words, he did not believe them in his heart. He knew that if Yi Zhonghai was really like this, there must be some unknown reason behind it.

It was not until today that Li Xiangqian truly felt the approaching danger. He had just received an emergency call, and the person on the other end of the phone told him that Yi Zhonghai had been framed and there was a huge conspiracy behind the incident. What Li Xiangqian knew was just the tip of the iceberg. It was still unknown what would happen next.

When he reached the gate of the courtyard, Li Xiangqian stopped and looked at the blue brick and red tile house in front of him, and fell into deep thought. This courtyard was the place where he and Yi Zhonghai had many gatherings and conversations, and it was also the witness of all the joys and sorrows. The traces of time have long been engraved on the walls and courtyards, and all of this may usher in a radical change today.

The courtyard was so quiet that even the cicadas seemed to be suppressed by the heavy air. Li Xiangqian walked into the courtyard, stepping on the bluestone slabs. The sound was clear and rhythmic, as if knocking on a mysterious corner of his heart. The branches of the sycamore trees in the courtyard swayed slightly, as if they were also sensing the unusual atmosphere. After a few steps, he had arrived in front of the heavy door. The door opened slightly, and Li Xiangqian pushed it open and walked in. It was dark in front of him.

"Zhonghai?" Li Xiangqian called in a low voice.

A faint cough was heard, and then Yi Zhonghai appeared at the door. His face was pale, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he had been tortured by countless sleepless nights. Li Xiangqian instantly realized that something was wrong. Yi Zhonghai's expression revealed a deep exhaustion and helplessness, the kind of despair that would only appear after experiencing betrayal and heavy pressure.

"Xiang Qian, you are here." Yi Zhonghai's voice was weak and a little hoarse, as if he had lost his former charm.

"Zhonghai, what happened?" Li Xiangqian couldn't help but ask, his eyes fixed on Yi Zhonghai, his heart full of confusion and uneasiness.

Yi Zhonghai sighed and looked up at Li Xiangqian, with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes. "You know, Xiangqian, everything is not as simple as we thought. Someone is manipulating all this and trying to push me into the abyss. And you seem to be involved as well."

Li Xiangqian was stunned, and a sense of uneasiness in his heart was suddenly ignited. "What do you mean?"

Yi Zhonghai's eyes became sharp, like a bolt of lightning piercing the darkness. "I was framed, move forward. Someone deliberately put me in danger, and there is a bigger conspiracy behind all this. And you - you may have inevitably become a part of it."

Li Xiangqian's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He could not understand how the situation was developing, nor did he dare to guess the motives behind it. But he knew that what Yi Zhonghai said was true. With his profound wisdom and alertness, it was impossible for him to reach this point today without any reason.

"Who is he? Why did he frame you?" Li Xiangqian asked anxiously.

Yi Zhonghai looked at Li Xiangqian deeply, as if he was considering whether to tell him everything. "This matter involves too many people and too many forces. You may not believe everything I say now. But I have a guess. Someone took advantage of my relationship with some people and did something. I accidentally offended some people, and for their own benefit, they started to attack me from behind and wanted to ruin my reputation."