you are my accident

It was not until the next day that Wang Zi finally understood what Shi Zhe was up to.

"Dad, what did you say? Shi Hengtai passed away?" He was still drinking soy milk, almost choking on shock.

Father Shi's real name is Shi Hengtai. Hearing his question, Father Wang was more surprised than him: "What? Shi Zhe didn't tell you?"

"No." He lowered his head and continued to concentrate on drinking soy milk.

Father Wang said clearly, "No wonder."

He thought Father Wang meant that Shi Zhe didn't value him, so he quickly said, "No, maybe he just hasn't figured out how to tell me."

Father Wang said, "Of course he hasn't thought it through yet. I heard that he was so angry with his father that he was admitted to the hospital." The implication is that he was mad at his father.

"What?! Impossible!" Wang Zicai was startled, and retorted without thinking.

But after thinking about it, although Shi Zhe's condition has stabilized a lot recently, it is not impossible for him to suddenly have a fit of mania during a conflict with his father and make his father angry.

Seeing that he also fell silent, Father Wang sighed: "Whether it's true or not, you and I will go there this afternoon, and it will be regarded as seeing off this old friend for the last time."

The large hall was full of people, all dressed in plain clothes, with solemn expressions.Shi Hengtai's black and white portrait stood in front of him, a few candles were flickering on the case, and the furnace was full of ashes.The smell of incense sticks diffused in the air, lingering all over the room, making people cry.

"The guests are here!"

Wang Zicai followed his father and bowed. When offering incense, he stole a glance at Shi Zhe, who was next to him in sackcloth and filial piety. Although his face was expressionless, Wang Zicai keenly felt the grief in his heart.

Sensing his gaze, Shi Zhe raised his head, and the two eyes met in the air for a moment, but Shi Zhe took the lead to look away.

"Let's go." Seeing that Wang Zicai was still standing there, Father Wang couldn't help reminding him softly.

It was only then that Wang Zicai came to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream, and before he left, he still couldn't help but look back at Shi Zhe.

But I saw him standing there straight, motionless, occasionally bowing slightly to the guests to salute.He looked like an old monk in meditation, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the middle of the night, Shi Zhe was still kneeling in the hall, with his back straight, his lips tightly pressed, and his eyes staring intently at the spiritual tablet in front of him.

Suddenly, he noticed a strange movement beside him, and turned his head suddenly, only to see Wang Zi had just finished burning incense, and knelt down beside him.

He frowned and asked, "Why are you here?"

Wang Zicai said like a rascal, "Come to accompany you."

"I don't need it, you go back first."

"I've come here, you just let me go?" He said in a slow tone, "Can you let me stay? I'm worried about you." Shi Zhe's illness has always been an invisible landmine, especially when this happened. thing.Even though there were always some conflicts between him and his father, it was still his father after all, and the feeling of a loved one passing away was not good, and after seeing what happened to him this morning, Wang Zicai couldn't rest assured, even if he came over to take a look.

He was speechless for a while, and Wang Zicai looked at the bloodshot eyes, held his hand, and said softly, "Did you stay up since last night?"

"It's okay, I took a rest in the afternoon." She closed her eyes, but couldn't fall asleep.

"Did you take your medicine on time?"

From his expression, one could tell that he must be preoccupied with Shi Fu's funeral and had no time to take medicine.Wang Zicai quickly poured water for him, waited for him to take the medicine, and said with a smile, "Fortunately, I brought the medicine with me."

"Thank you."

"What are you talking about, you and I are not outsiders."

After a moment of silence, Wang Zicai asked again: "Are you going to keep vigil these nights? Where's Shi Hao?"

"I told him to go back to sleep." Shi Zhe took a handful of paper money, put it in the brazier and watched it burn slowly, and laughed at himself, "But it doesn't make much sense to do this now."

Wang Zicai also took some paper money to burn with him, saying, "Your father will already understand your intentions."

Shi Zhe was silent for a long time, then suddenly said, "I killed him."

Wang Zicai was dumbfounded, and couldn't help asking, "What happened between you and him?"

"I told him that I will not marry the Lin family." He said lightly.

"And then?" Wang Zicai always felt that things would not be so simple.

"I came out and contradicted him." His tone was the same as before, but Wang Zicai could clearly feel his pain.

Wang Zicai put his hands on his shoulders, only to hear him continue: "I don't know why, but I couldn't control myself at that moment."

His hands were trembling slightly, icy cold, Wang Zicai hurriedly said, "Shi Zhe, calm down."

"Wang Zicai, I killed him."

Shi Zhe raised his head slightly to look at him, his tone was flat, but his eyes were rare blank.

Wang Zicai's heart was seized severely, he stretched out his arms to hug him, and said in a low voice, "This is not your fault alone."

He paused and said: "Shi Zhe, listen carefully, if you want to go to hell, I will bear it with you."

Shi Zhe said, "I'm a bad person, are you sure you want to stay with me?"

Wang Zicai said: "You are the best in my heart. I have never been so sure as I am now that I will go to the end with you."

"Fool." He said in a low voice, but gradually calmed down, and quietly leaned his head on Wang Zicai's shoulder.

The cold wind hit the windows in the middle of the night, making a "bang bang" sound.The cold wind that poured in from the gap made the white flag move slightly, and the white candle on the spirit altar shed a few tears.

After a long silence, Shi Zhe said, "I used to really hate him, and even really wanted him to die, but when he really died, I don't know who to hate anymore."

"Do you miss him?"

"I don't know." Shi Zhe said, "I don't even know if I still hate him, but I can't remember him like a father."

"Wang Zicai, what do you think I should do?"

"Don't think about it, it will be very tiring to hate someone." Wang Zicai said, hugging him even more tightly.He wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know where to start. At this moment, he hated his own powerlessness, so he could only tell him with body language that he was here, always here.

Just as the two were silently embracing each other, a discordant voice suddenly broke in: "What are you doing!"

The two turned their heads, only to see a man standing at the top of the stairs, his face was so pale that there was almost no blood, his eyes were staring at them sullenly, and he said viciously, "How dare you do this in front of Dad's spirit?!"

Shi Zhe's expression darkened, and he said, "Go back."

"I don't!" Shi Hao stepped forward, kept his eyes on Wang Zicai, and said through gritted teeth, "Don't forget, how Dad was so mad at the beginning! How dare you bring him back?!"

Shi Zhe's face became more and more ugly, and he said coldly, "You don't have to worry about my affairs."

"Hehe, this is in front of Dad. His bones are still not cold."

Wang Zicai finally couldn't help it anymore: "Can you stop being so eccentric when you speak? Who are you going to listen to with a gun and a stick? At worst, I'll leave."

After speaking, he got up and was about to leave, but Shi Zhe suddenly stopped him and said, "Wait, I'll go with you."

Shi Hao's eyes widened in disbelief, and he shouted, "Did you even ignore Dad for him?!"

"Everyone is gone, so what's the point of keeping a vigil." Shi Zhe said, "Don't worry, I'll be back on the day of the funeral."

"Are you doing this right to Dad?" Shi Hao was so angry and hated that his voice was trembling.

"He has already agreed." Shi Zhe said lightly.

"What, what?" Shi Hao asked in disbelief, the blood on his face seemed to fade a bit.

Shi Zhe didn't bother to explain, took Wang Zicai's hand, and walked past him without saying a word.

When passing by him, Wang Zicai glanced at him subconsciously, but saw Shi Hao standing there in a daze with a broken expression.

Wang Zicai sighed slightly, followed Shi Zhe out of the hall.

After leaving the door, Wang Zicai stopped him and said, "Just send me here, you can go back."

Shi Zhe didn't move, just stood there, looking at him fixedly: "Why?"

"After all, you are still from the Shi family. It's not good to leave like this."

Shi Zhe sneered, and said, "There is nothing worthy of my nostalgia there, so what should I go back for?"

"People's words are awesome." Part of the reason why he is not afraid of other people's gossip is that his elder brother is there, but Shi is different, he can only rely on himself for everything.Especially since his career is in dire straits recently, some public opinion may also affect the decision-making of the board of directors.

Shi Zhe naturally understood this truth. He was silent for a moment, then suddenly hugged him tightly, and said in a deep voice, "I'll take you back."

"No, I can go back by myself."

"Wait for me at home, and I'll be back after I've dealt with the funeral."

The word "home" touched his heartstrings, and Wang Zicai couldn't help laughing: "Okay, but you have to remember to take your medicine on time."

"I will."

When the two separated, Wang Zi grabbed Shi Zhe's collar and forced him to lower his head slightly, then pecked his lips lightly, and said in a low voice, "I'll wait for you."

Needless to say, the two of them are tacit to each other.Even though he wanted to be by Shi Zhe's side, especially now.But he also knew that staying now would only serve his purpose. Although he had no fear, it would be even more detrimental to Shi Zhe, and it was not a good time.Anyway, as long as Shi Zhe knows, even if everyone is lost, Wang Zicai will still stand by his side.

The moment he turned around, Wang Zicai thought to himself that it was strange that he had been separated for a few days, but it seemed as if he had been separated for a long time, and every step he took was filled with unspeakable reluctance.

Shi Zhe, who was behind him, also watched him leave motionlessly, until his back disappeared from sight, and then slowly turned back.

"Brother." In the hall, a voice sounded suddenly.

Shi Zhe looked around, frowned and said, "You haven't left yet?"

Shi Hao was hidden in the dark. At this time, the lights in the hall were dim, and a few candles flickered in the wind, making him look like a ghost.

"I knew you would come back." He slowly walked out of the shadows, knelt in front of the altar, held the corner of his mouth reluctantly and said, "I want to watch the spirit with you."

Shi Zhe frowned deeply: "Didn't it be agreed that you would watch tomorrow?"

Shi Hao took a deep look at him, and said inexplicably, "This is different."

"It's nothing different." Shi Zhe said, "You stay, I'll go."

Shi Hao finally suppressed the forced smile on his face: "Brother, do you hate me?"

"Yes." The disgust on Shi Zhe's face was very obvious, and there was no room for maneuver.

"For the last time." He said with difficulty, "Just for the last time, we two brothers have a good talk."

Hearing him say the word "brother", Shi Zhe's disgust deepened, and even his tone seemed to freeze: "I have nothing to talk to you about."

"elder brother……"

"If you insist on staying here, then I'll go back to sleep."

"Brother!" Shi Hao suddenly raised his head to look at his back, and said with a wry smile, "You really like him that much?"

"You don't care about my business."

"Why must it be him? Does it have to be him?"

Shi Zhe didn't bother to talk nonsense with him at all, so he walked away.

"Hahahaha." Shi Hao's expression changed unpredictably, and he suddenly laughed nervously, muttering, "Shi Zhe, you will regret it."

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