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Although Lu Wei had the key of his hometown on him, he still knocked on the door politely.

It was Zou Guoxiang who opened the door, which really made Xue Han breathe a sigh of relief for the time being.

Zou Guoxiang moved away with a straight face, and said hoarsely, "Here we are."

Lu Wei gave an indifferent "hmm", and after seeing the millet porridge scattered on the dining table, he went to the kitchen very naturally to find a rag, and cleaned it up neatly.

Xue Han, on the other hand, looked left and right as soon as he entered the room, and seeing that Lu Wei's mother was not at home, he simply stood with his hands in his pockets at the entrance doing nothing, looking like a grandpa.

He was just about to hang a sign of "Young Master does not help" on his face.

"Come in and sit down, what kind of words are blocking the door."

"Yo." Xue Han raised his eyebrows flattered, and asked with a smile: "Senior Zou, are you telling me?"

Zou Guoxiang put the tea mug emitting white smoke on the table, snorted coldly and said, "Whoever gets the rubber stick is the one to tell."

Lu Wei, who rolled up his sleeves and wiped the floor, raised his deep eyes and glanced at the two of them lightly, without mixing up the bickering between the old and the young.

Xue Han moved to Zou Guoxiang's side with crooked eyebrows, sat down impatiently, and said nonchalantly, "Senior Zou was so angry this early in the morning? How can I be considered half of your boss now, right? "

This sentence is not wrong at all. Xue Bin has no equity at this time, and basically belongs to an idler.

But Xue Han, who got cheap for nothing, is different. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is now the head of the family.

And Zou Guoxiang, as a very special "shareholder" in the Miyu Jewelry Group, has done countless things for Miyu's "saddle before and after the horse", so he is naturally considered half of Miyu's employees.

But the old fox always suffers from being dumb, so Zou Guoxiang calmly said, "According to Mr. Xue, Mr. Xue is also my half son. How can this relationship be clear?"

Hearing this, Xue Han narrowed his misty eyes, and gave Lu Wei a sideways glance, "I didn't realize that Senior Zou's mentality is so good."

Zou Guoxiang's wrist hidden in the sleeve twisted unnaturally, but his face did not show the landscape, "Compared with those in the prison, you are nothing more than a small fight."

Xue Han let out a long "oh", and the end sound slightly raised, and suddenly said: "Then 'accidental' death in prison is naturally not a big deal, right?"

The calm appearance was suddenly torn apart, as if the dark clouds covering the sky were pushed away, and the dazzling sunlight shone into the dark corner that everyone avoided.

Zou Guoxiang acted as if he had never heard of it, took a sip of tea calmly, turned his head slowly and said to Lu Wei: "Wenqin is a very traditional person, you find the time to let her accept the two of you slowly, don't It's too hasty."

Both Xue Han and Lu Wei were startled.

The two nasolabial folds on his face seemed to have deepened a lot, and he looked quite stern. He said in a cold voice, "Your mother's mental endurance is limited, and you can't let you two brats mess around, do you understand?"

"...Understood." Lu Wei finally frowned and nodded.

For a while, Xue Han couldn't taste it...

He blinked and wondered, what kind of tricks does this old fox play?Father is kind and son is filial?

Just when Xue Han's inquiring eyes touched Lu Wei, Zou Guoxiang's old voice sounded again.

"Have you heard the story of the wolf coming?"

He seemed to be talking to himself, looking at the non-stop clock on the wall with cloudy eyes, and said slowly: "Even if the sheep-herding boy doesn't lie, everyone knows that wolves will always come."

"But when the wolves will come, how many will come, how many sheep will be eaten, and whether they will take away the children are all variables that cannot be predicted."

Lu Wei's men paused, and he had a measure of what Zou Guoxiang was going to say next.

In just two sentences, Zou Guoxiang had phlegm in his throat, and he had to pick up the heavy teacup again.

Xue Han stared at the few drops of tea shaking out of the rim of the cup and spilling on the coffee table.

"The emperor is the emperor, no matter how young the emperor is, he will grow up one day. This is what people call the destiny."

Zou Guoxiang rolled his throat with difficulty, and said with a sneer, "Without the emperor's life, and still dreaming of being the emperor, Wei Ran is to blame."

In fact, Qin Bo's death was like an old wound to Zou Guoxiang. It didn't hurt, but it left a scar that never faded.

The name Qin Bo was given by Zou Guoxiang. He originally hoped that Qin Bo would always remember that he was a wandering person, and he could not give this runaway child a home—his plan did not allow Qin Bo to be his care.

But inexplicably, whenever he talked to people, he would call Qin Po a 'child'.

And his legal son, Lu Wei, is called 'Wolf'.

Maybe he himself can't understand the difference between cloud and mud in his subconscious address.

Xue Han narrowed his eyes dangerously, and the cold light in his eyes was faintly visible. He looked at Zou Guoxiang's side face, and saw that his gray temples were covered with beads of sweat.

--Oops.

Reminiscent of Zou Guoxiang's every move just now, this may be the precursor of acute myocardial infarction...

Xue Han gritted his teeth secretly, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and was about to dial 120, but Zou Guoxiang held it down suddenly.

Not far away, Lu Wei was silently packing up the dishes, not noticing anything unusual here.

Xue Han's eyes dimmed, and he said quickly in a low voice: "You will lose your life if you continue like this!"

In just a few seconds, Zou Guoxiang was already sweating profusely, and the dull pain in his chest made his eyes go black, and he roared, "Don't worry about it!"

Lu Wei turned his head in surprise and asked, "Why..."

"Lu Wei! Is there any aspirin at home!" Xue Han anxiously interrupted Lu Wei, and yelled while struggling to free his hand from Zou Guoxiang's eagle-clawed palm while frowning.

When Lu Wei saw Zou Guoxiang's trembling figure at a glance, alarm bells rang in his mind!A stride rushed out of the kitchen and rummaged through the boxes and cabinets at home based on memory!

On the other side, Xue Han dialed 120 quickly, and hurriedly reported the address and situation to the emergency center.

But Zou Guoxiang suddenly burst into laughter like crazy, his hoarse old voice was like a broken flag flying in the desert.

The sky is full of yellow sand, and the eyes are full of sadness.

Xue Han almost threw the phone away, stood up and pushed Zou Guoxiang back on the sofa, his eyes widened, "Calm down!!! The ambulance will be here soon!!!"

But at this time, Zou Guoxiang seemed to be dazed. He laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe, retched, and uncontrollably saliva flowed from the corner of Deep Purple's mouth, and he said with difficulty, "I! I! Kill me!" of!"

"Why! Why... why can people who commit crimes get away with it!!!"

"Deserve it! They all deserve it!!"

Zou Guoxiang stared at Xue Han with red eyes, like a dying hunting dog in an iron cage, gnashing his teeth, "I! Xue Linkai! Ye Yiyao!"

"All-no-got-good-die!!!"

"We all have to die!!! Hahahahahaha——"

Xue Han stared in shock at the man who was close at hand, eyes full of hatred, and his hands loosened unconsciously...

Those are the eyes that want to kill people and silence their mouths, wishing to eat human flesh and blood...

--why? !

--What did they do? !

After going back and forth, Lu Wei's pupils suddenly constricted, and he watched Zou Guoxiang pick up the teacup and throw it on the head of Xue Han who was stunned...

"——Xue Han!!!!!!"

With a loud bang, the aspirin capsules were scattered all over the floor.

On the wires outside the window, two sparrows rubbed against each other greasy and crookedly, and suddenly both were startled flying...

One is facing south and the other is facing north.

……

after one day.

"Vice Lu... why don't you rest for another day? Why are you in such a hurry to get out of the hospital?"

Wen Xin quickly tossed her short legs, trying to stop Lu Wei who was still wearing a hospital gown and was about to go through the discharge procedures.

Lu Wei looked cold, and the low air pressure emanating from his body made passers-by unconsciously give way to him.

Seeing that Lu Wei was still silent, Wen Xin bravely rushed forward, spread her arms to block the middle of the road, closed her almond eyes and said hoarsely: "Captain Zhang won't let you out of the hospital! I ordered you to stay for a while. Zhou! Don’t worry about the rest of the matter! Deputy Lu, you’re leaving...! I’m going to pack up and leave after you leave!!!”

There was a strange silence in the corridor of the hospital.

A little nurse who was sweating cautiously came over and said with a sweet and awkward smile, "Um...you two, here, this is the hospital...Please pay attention to the volume."

Wen Xin blushed immediately, hurriedly bowed deeply to the little nurse, and said a series of bald words: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Lu Wei took advantage of Wen Xin to apologize, made a wrong foot with a cold face, let Wen Xin go, and walked away quickly without looking back.

After Wen Wen finished bowing a few times and raised her head, there was no figure of her Vice Lu.

Lu Wei walked down the building of the inpatient department with brisk strides, and suddenly his body stopped...

On the bench in the courtyard of the inpatient department, a familiar figure sat there quietly, with the back of his neck resting on the edge of the backrest, covering his eyes with his arms.

He didn't know how long he sat there, as if he had merged with the background.

He didn't dare to go up, he didn't know how to face Zou Guoxiang's cold body pushed out from the emergency room, he didn't know how to face Zou Guoxiang's wife Lu Wei's mother, and he didn't know how to face Lu Wei who stood in front of him. for……

Although Zou Guoxiang had human blood on his hands, he was at a loss. If it weren't for his aggressiveness these days, would this family still be able to last for a long, long time as if nothing had happened...

The clothes he hadn't changed were already wrinkled, and the night's cool wind even brought in bits and pieces of dust, but Lu Wei, who was originally in the late stage of obsessive-compulsive disorder, completely ignored it.

Lu Wei looked at it for a few seconds before slowly moving his long legs, walked to the bench and sat down.

Sensing someone beside him, Xue Han trembled slightly with his arms covering his eyes, and he knew it was Lu Wei without someone asking.

Lu Wei was not in a hurry to speak, but his posture of blocking and killing God softened a little.

He thought about it, and then moved a little towards Xue Han's direction.

Standing shoulder to shoulder, the chill from Xue Han's coat spread to Lu Wei's body through the thin hospital gown, and gradually returned with some warmth.

Wen Xin, who came out one step later, panted and looked at the two figures with completely different temperaments on the bench, but they were extremely harmonious, and finally sat down on the steps, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

She looked at their backs with her head propped up, silently took out a crumpled napkin from her pocket, smoothed the napkin gently with her small hands, took out the signature pen she carried with her, and began to draw.

After a long time, when Wenxin looked up again, she was pleasantly surprised to find that Xue Han had finally moved his arm slowly, it seemed that there was only a gap, and turned to Lu Wei to ask something softly.

And Lu Wei also turned his face sideways, with a conspicuous white gauze wrapped around his forehead, his thin lips parted slightly, and he said a few soft and warm words.

A happy and reassuring smile appeared on the warm little face, and the two dimples were full of emotion.

——Life and death are parting, the world is normal, and there is always a place worth returning to.

——There are also people who can support you to stand up again.