The most beautiful disease

In fact, when eating a mousse cake with such a similar taste, Han Xi was still full of curiosity about the owner who could make this cake, so he ordered involuntarily: "Okay."

Mu Zhiqin walked back to Han Xi's side, handed one of the two gifts to Han Xi's hand, and said: "The two old people like children very much, so I can make the two old people happy." Said Finished, with an indescribably sad expression.

Han Xi didn't know why, so he just nodded.At this time, the students who were about to come down from the upstairs looked at Han Xi and then at the man beside Han Xi. Seeing that he was an Asian, they didn't ask any more questions. After saying hello, they said goodbye to each other and went back to their respective homes.

Han Xi followed Mu Zhiqin into the restaurant.Inside are some busy chefs, and these pastries are made by them.Mu Zhiqin walked up to a man whose clothes were not very uniform with others and said a few words. The man seemed to have no reaction for a while, and he didn't suddenly remember who the person in front of him who seemed to know him was.

Mu Zhiqin didn't care. Although he was a frequent visitor here, it was a long time ago. Since he was a member of the American Antarctic scientific expedition team, he didn't often hang out on the streets of New York, which is where he went to school. It will be a little more presumptuous.Mu Zhiqin smiled and said goodbye to the man without explaining too much.

The chef man was still in a dazed state.

Mu Zhiqin took Han Xi and left the restaurant again.

Han Xi asked: "Don't you want to see the boss, aren't you here?"

Mu Zhiqin went out and started the temporarily rented car: "Yeah. The two of them are getting older, so they don't care much about the business in the store, so they are staying at home. I know his family, and Xixi doesn't have to go with him if it's inconvenient." Now, let's say goodbye."

Han Xi shook his head vigorously. He seemed to have a premonition that the two old men that Uncle Mu was talking about were probably the Andersons who taught him how to make mousse cakes. He wanted to visit anyway.

Back then, when Han Xi came back from Pubei District, he wanted to go to Anderson's house, but they had already moved away, and he didn't even have time to learn how to cook steak.Since he was a child, the Andersons played no less roles in his heart than brother Sheng Guang.Most of the time, brother Shengguang is busy with his career and studies, and his mother is also busy with things she thinks are very important. Stepfather Tang Yanchen doesn't say much, and whenever this time, Han Xi needs to find fun by himself, Apart from watching cartoons, the only place he could think of was Anderson's house.

The role of "father" is temporarily replaced by brother Sheng Guang, while the role of "grandparents" has been grafted on the Andersons.Of course, in fact, all children have an impression of their grandparents. They are relatives from different generations. Compared with having no father, this aspect is much lighter.

However, it is better to have than to have nothing.

Han Xi said with certainty, "I want to see it too."

Mu Zhiqin thought of these two old people, and suffered a huge blow when his son had problems. At that time, he was busy preparing for the scientific expedition team and had no time or opportunity to accompany the two old people. What's more... ...and didn't pay attention to what was wrong with that person.Mu Zhiqin gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement, thinking: Maybe Han Xi can bring happiness to the two old people, and instead of meeting him, a "friend of the late son", maybe little Han Xi can ease the embarrassment.

Mu Zhiqin arranged Han Xi to sit on the side, and asked while driving, "Where do you live now? Do you want to contact your family to talk about the situation first, so as not to worry."

It was only then that Han Xi realized that it was getting late and it was past dinner time at home. Although he had told his aunt that he would go out to get together with his classmates, he promised to be home by dinner time.After all, he was living in someone else's house, so he couldn't be dishonest and disappear for no reason, so he picked up his mobile phone and called Moni, telling her that she might be late, and he didn't want to hide or lie, so he told the truth.

The old man's home is not very far from the restaurant, 20 minutes away by car.On the way, Mu Zhiqin bought a bouquet of flowers to take with him.

It's not reasonable to visit because it's too late, but Mu Zhiqin didn't expect to talk to his former boss so late, and he didn't expect that the second elder would not be in the restaurant anymore.Thinking that tomorrow is the domestic flight ticket, and only this time is free.

Knocked on, and an old woman and a big golden retriever came to open the door.

This situation is very similar to the scene when Han Xi knocked on the door of the Anderson couple. It is exactly the same, as if going back many years ago.

Han Xi, who was standing behind Mu Zhiqin, stared straight at her—it really was grandma.After so many years, Han Xi has changed a lot, but the old man seems to have not changed much except for the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes that have been destroyed by the wind of time. Therefore, Han Xi recognized it at a glance, even if he couldn't recognize it, the people around him The big golden retriever had already smelled Han Xi's scent, and jumped up and jumped on him.

It's just a replay of my childhood.

Mrs. Anderson froze for a moment, looking at Ah Jiu who was suddenly enthusiastic, she seemed to be unable to react for a moment, and muttered about wanting to say something.

Mu Zhiqin was the first to speak: "Hello, Auntie, do you remember me? I'm sorry to visit so late."

Mrs. Anderson withdrew what she wanted to ask clearly: "Remember, don't disturb, come in and sit down."

We know each other well, but we just don't want to mention it.

Mu Zhiqin took Han Xi in, and the big golden retriever dragged Han Xi's trouser legs, begging him to play with him, but Han Xi was too embarrassed to focus on playing with the dog, so he stretched his legs to express his polite refusal.He opened the mouth and said, "My name is Han Xi. Grandma."

Mrs. Anderson's eyes widened, her pupils shrunk slightly, her lips trembled, as if she was about to have a heart attack in the next moment: "Is it... Xixi? Ah Jiu's Xixi?"

Han Xi pursed her lips and nodded.

Anderson finally showed a smile, as if he was finally relieved after taking a heart-boosting medicine: "I thought we would never see each other again. Unexpectedly, it is really fate! Xixi come here and let grandma take a good rest Look, they have grown so tall. Why are they so thin, don’t they also like meat, don’t they…”

Suddenly, Mrs. Anderson suddenly realized why she used the word "also". The figure of the young man in front of her looked like his poor son at first glance, but next time she actually had a feeling of "touching the scene".

Mu Zhiqin who didn't know what happened, said, "..."

Seeing that there were still guests, Mrs. Anderson hurriedly stopped her chatter, turned to Mu Zhiqin and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, have you had dinner yet?"

Mu Zhiqin said: "I've eaten it, I just ate it in your restaurant." Although it was not a dinner, but you can't trouble the old man to prepare dinner for him all of a sudden, he continued, "How about uncle, Why haven't I seen him?" Actually, this time I came here mainly to see how the two elders are doing. Although I am not their son, I always feel a little worried.

Speaking of Mr. Anderson, Mrs. Anderson sighed: "He rushed to Washington a few days ago, and the restaurant there should be ready to be transferred. We are too old to take care of us." There is no heir either.

Mu Zhiqin knew the difficulties involved, so he couldn't comfort him too much. At least for now, he couldn't conjure up a successor to make the two elders happy.

Seeing that the two elderly people were living a relatively stable life now, Mu Zhiqin felt relieved, and left after chatting for a few words.Mrs. Anderson, Mu Zhiqin, didn't have much to keep, but it was different for Han Xi. When she learned that Han Xi was studying in New York, she urged him to come and see more, and promised him that she would prepare to teach him. Make the steak.

Before going out, it began to rain lightly and densely outside, which made it too troublesome for people to open an umbrella, and was uncomfortable by the drizzle without an umbrella.Mrs. Anderson sent the two to the front of the car, and gave Han Xi a few words of advice before watching them leave from a distance.

The big golden retriever Ajiu seems to be a bit older. He may have accidentally limped his hind foot a few days ago. It is not obvious at ordinary times, but it is obvious when he is running that he is a bit wobbly. It is good to chase him out like this. Only when he was far away, he was reluctant to leave, and walked back with a limp, turning his head three times a step at a time.The drizzle has already wetted the originally shiny hair.

In the car, Mu Zhiqin asked Han Xi to learn the cause and effect. After sighing with emotion, he said, "Since it's raining again, why don't you accompany me to see someone. After visiting, I'll take you home together to save you from getting drenched in the rain. All right?"

Han Xi nodded.

The car drove all the way to a cemetery.At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the cemetery seemed particularly chilling and cold. The continuous autumn rain was like thousands of ghosts reluctantly lingering on the world, long and decisive.

Suddenly, Han Xi's heart was empty, as if he had slipped and fell into a cliff, but he couldn't even yell "Help", so he could only follow Mu Zhiqin silently.

Mu Zhiqin took out a bunch of perfume lilies that he had bought earlier, straightened out some scattered roots, and led Han Xi to the depths of the dark cemetery.The voice sounded faintly: "It was a college classmate of mine, and also the son of the old man just now. He was very young when he died, and he was not married yet."

Han Xi's heart twitched: "How did you die?"

Mu Zhiqin said: "Congenital heart disease, recessive congenital heart disease. This stuff seems to be inherited."

Han Xi's heart that fell into the abyss seemed to hit the ground, no, it was not the ground, but a frozen prison, cold and helpless.Involuntarily stretched out his hand to cover his indelible scar.

Struggling all the way to the tombstone, Mu Zhiqin put down the flowers, wiped the rain on the tombstone, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be so fragile." He just left without warning, "The white-haired man sent you to the tombstone." Black-haired man. Don't worry, the second elder is living a good life, free from illness and disaster, much better than you kid."

It was very dark, but under each tombstone in the cemetery, there were some dotted lights, like street lights that came on regularly every night, except that the street lights illuminated pedestrians, and this, illuminated wandering souls.

Standing behind Mu Zhiqin, Han Xi couldn't quite see what was written on the tombstone. Driven by his heart, he also bent down and squatted like Mu Zhiqin to see the words and photos on the tombstone clearly.

The name is Kane Anderson.

The photo is——

Han Xi immediately realized that the person in this photo was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar.There have been many nights when he quietly read and read the unsent Weibo left by his mother. Such a strange face has been extremely familiar for so many years.

This is the boy my mother has been thinking about for many years.

Also—his dad.

The author has something to say: The story of Han Xi's parents is about to start.

Congenital heart disease inheritance is probabilistic, and not every next generation will inherit it.

Of course Han Xi doesn't have to think about the next generation

☆、Chapter 41

"The Most Beautiful Disease" / Buddhist Brocade