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Ten hours later, the plane landed in country L.

Wu Xu had been waiting at the airport for a long time. He was anxious like an ant on a hot pot. When he saw Zhu Shen coming out, he managed to force a smile, and ran up to pat him on the shoulder.

Zhu Shen frowned and asked him: "What's wrong?"

Wu Xu didn't make it clear on the phone, but only said that he should return to Country L immediately.Knowing that something must have happened to Wu Xu, he booked the nearest flight and rushed over.

Wu Xu took a deep breath and gave him a vaccination: "Let me tell you, don't be nervous."

Zhu Shen couldn't help urging him: "Say it quickly."

"Yesterday Moeen was undergoing heart bypass surgery. When I called you, the hospital had just issued a critical illness notice..." Seeing the panicked look on Zhu Shen's face, Wu Xu hurriedly steadied him and said, "Just now there was a call from the hospital." The news said that the operation was successful. Don't be nervous."

"Why didn't anyone inform me about such a big thing as Moeen's surgery?"

Wu Xu saw that Zhu Shen was emotional, and gradually lowered his head: "I know you are nervous about Moeen, but actually your senior sister wanted to tell you, but Moeen refused."

Moeen is the most famous contemporary oil painter in country L, and also Zhu Shen's mentor.Zhu Shen came to L to study painting with Moeen when he was eight years old. It can be said that all his achievements are attributed to Moeen. Without Moeen, Zhu Shen would not be where he is today.

Moeen never restricts Zhu Shen's personality, allowing him to live freely and spontaneously. Zhu Shen's childhood was also protected by Moeen, even under Fu Yunzhi's strong pressure, he was able to breathe a little bit.

Zhu Shen was anxious and angry: "He said he won't tell me, so you really won't tell me?!"

Seeing all the passers-by at the airport looking at them, Wu Xu lowered his head and said in a low voice, "The last thing Moeen said when he entered the operating room was, 'Don't tell Shen to make him worry.'"

Zhu Shen was slightly taken aback, all his emotions were blocked in the outlet.After a long time, he smiled wryly and said nothing again.

Seeing him like this, Wu Xu felt uncomfortable, so he patted him on the shoulder again, encouraging him to cheer up: "Isn't Moeen's operation going well now? Don't make a bitter face. If Moeen wakes up later and sees you so depressed , I’m sure it’s going to be really hard.”

After hearing this, Zhu Shen barely cheered up.

It was nearly ten o'clock in the evening when I drove to the hospital, and the lights in the inpatient building were turned off.

When I walked to Moeen's ward, I saw Liz, the senior sister, coming out behind closed doors. When she saw Zhu Shen, tears flowed down her cheeks.

The ambiguous L dialect was mixed with intermittent sobs, and the words she choked out were: "You are finally here."

For a moment, Zhu Shen's heart seemed to be stabbed by something.

Moeen had no children all her life, and only took in two students, Zhu Shen and Liz, who were carefully cultivated and each had their own achievements.

But he didn't want to have no one around him who could take care of him in his later years. If he hadn't happened to ask a publisher to discuss things at home when he fell ill, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Zhu Shen was still a little scared, wondering why Moeen's body suddenly became like this.

Wu Xu secretly winked at Liz, but Liz shook her head and sighed, looking at Wu Xu with green eyes, and said to him, "He is no longer a child."

Liz told Zhu Shen that in fact, when he was still in country N, Moeen's heart had been stented once.

Zhu Shen frowned: "Why didn't anyone tell me?"

Liz sighed again: "Moeen forbids us to tell you." Avoiding the gaze under Zhu Shen's red eyes, Liz whispered: "But I think I should let you know."

For a long time, Zhu Shen has been everyone's darling, this pet, that pain, even though he has experienced darkness, there are still many people behind him with lights to illuminate the front for him and dispel the haze.

But he never saw it.

In an instant, Zhu Shen's heart seemed to be penetrated bit by bit by the thin needle, bit by bit, pierced through, and then dripped with blood.

When they turned around, the people with the lamps fell down one by one. They didn't even dare to make a big noise when they fell, for fear of disturbing him.At this time, Zhu Shen suddenly realized that he had been protected so well all along.

He cannot see shadows because there is light behind him.

Seeing Zhu Shen drooping his head and pressing his fist to his lips, Liz felt a little uncomfortable, and realized that she had said something bad just now, so she hugged him gently: "I'm sorry..."

"It's me!" Zhu Shen bit his lip and said, "I should say I'm sorry..."

Liz shook her head and patted him on the back, "Don't say I'm sorry." Thinking that Zhu Shen had arrived by plane all day, she said to Zhu Shen, "Go back, I'm here."

Zhu Shen shook her head, and just about to speak, Liz opened her mouth in a calm elder sister's manner: "Go back, come back tomorrow. I guarantee that you will be the first thing Moeen sees when she wakes up."

With a wink, Wu Xu hurriedly pulled Zhu Shen away: "Where do you want to live tonight?"

Zhu Shen thought for a while: "Paradise Lake."

It was the real estate that Fu Yunzhi bought near Tiantang Lake, where she built a villa called White House.Adjacent to the forest lake, the scenery is excellent. Zhu Shen used to live there when he was studying painting in L.After Fu Yunzhi passed away, Zhu Shen never lived there again.

Wu Xu knew that Zhu Shen wanted to live in it again because it was very close to Moeen's house.

"I can't do it now. No one has lived in it for so many years. At least I have to clean it up." Wu Xu thought for a while, "Well, I'll find someone to clean up the place first, or you should live in the old place first?"

Zhu Shen nodded.You can live anywhere.

The "old place" is an apartment in downtown Zhushen. Two waterways criss-cross under the apartment, and the waterscape at night can be overlooked from the high-rise buildings.

But Zhu Shen was not in the mood to enjoy the scenery at this time, so he took a shower indiscriminately, sat on the bed and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Water dripped from the ends of his hair, soaking the mattress and pillows, and he rubbed the center of his brows, his face full of exhaustion.

Thinking carefully about what Liz said, he realized that there were so many people behind him, but he always walked forward on his own, doing whatever he wanted, and never looked back. look.

The phone vibrated under the pillow with a "woo-woo" sound, like a suppressed cry.Zhu Shen's heart was confused and he was not in the mood to answer it, so let it ring for a while and forget it.

Unexpectedly, the caller was persistent and made two or three calls in a row, and the phone was crushed by the pillow and cried for two or three bursts.

When the fourth call rang, Zhu Shen pulled out his phone and saw that the contact was Zhong Heng.

"Hello?" Zhu Shen remembered that he had promised to get off the plane to report his safety, but he forgot.

It was about five o'clock in the morning in China, so Zhong Heng has been waiting for his call?

Zhong Heng really stayed up all night. He waited for a day but didn't get a call from Zhu Shen, and he was just a little disturbed.If you don't restrain yourself, your thoughts will wander, so you dialed his number uncontrollably.

One missed call, and then a second, and a third.

It wasn't until Zhu Shen's voice rang in his ears that he felt a little regretful, wondering if Zhu Shen had already fallen asleep at this point.

Zhu Shen's voice sounded very low, and Zhong Heng sensed something was wrong, so he asked him, "What's wrong?"

Perhaps this long night is suitable for talking about thoughts. Zhu Shen told Zhong Heng what happened today. He seemed to be blaming himself inside and outside the words, and Zhong Heng's heart seemed to be blocked by something.

When Zhu Shen said "it's all my fault", Zhong Heng's heart felt as if it was being pulled by something.

He said, "Don't think so, Moeen is hiding it from you just because you are worried."

But Zhu Shen is still digging into the dead end: "So I feel that I am very useless. I am so old but I have been worrying them all the time."

"Who said you're useless?" Zhong Heng frowned.

In the dark night, Zhu Shen slowly raised his heavy head, holding the phone as if holding a life-saving straw.

Zhong Heng's low and deep voice sounded softly in Zhu Shen's ear through the transmission of the current signal, which seemed to be encouragement or a word of love.

I just heard him say: "You are the best."

Zhu Shen was taken aback, suspecting that he had heard wrongly, his fingertips couldn't help trembling.

These few words were spoken from the mouth of Zhong Heng, who was always taciturn, unexpectedly a little more believable for no reason.

"Zhong Heng, you are praising me." Zhu Shen bit his lip, his ears burning.

"Yes." Zhong Heng said in a deep voice, "You deserve it."

Zhu Shen's eyes became hot, and the ceiling seemed to be covered with fog.

Zhong Heng added: "If I were Moeen, I also hope that you will always be self-willed and carefree."

"why?"

Or because you are worth it.

You should always be self-willed and carefree.

But Zhong Heng didn't say anything more.

After a long time, I heard him ask: "Have you finished your candy?"

The author has something to say: I'm a bit busy these days, maybe I won't make changes on time or I will ask for leave

I try my best to write as rough as possible, more heart-to-heart~