Retreat

Fu Chenshan told He Yu that he was going to get married, what kind of reaction he hoped to get from He Yu, even Fu Chenshan himself might not know.

At that moment, He Yu didn't have too many thoughts in his head, but subconsciously replied: "Congratulations."

Fu Chenshan looked at He Yu, seeming to be a little distracted.

He Yu had no choice but to say: "When will the wedding be held?"

Fu Chenshan came back to his senses and said, "It's still in planning, it won't be so soon."

He Yu nodded in understanding.

Qiao Mudong listened beside him, with a half-smile expression on his face, and he didn't say anything.

Instead, Fu Chenshan said to him: "Whenever you have time, let's go back. Dad has something to tell you, so the family can have a meal together."

Qiao Mudong sarcastically said, "You changed your words so quickly!"

Fu Chenshan smiled indifferently, and said to He Yu: "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

He Yu nodded, took Qiao Mudong's hand and stood beside the path, making way for Fu Chenshan.

When Fu Chenshan passed by He Yu, he just nodded. He originally wanted to wish you happiness, but he felt that it was a bit ridiculous to say this under such circumstances. No matter what the reason was, it was difficult for him to say it. I sincerely wish Fu Chenshan and Ling Zhilu happiness.

Passing by Fu Chenshan, Qiao Mudong held his shoulders and continued to walk forward. When He Yu wanted to turn back, Qiao Mudong stretched out his hand to fix his head, preventing him from turning back.

"What?" He Yu said.

Qiao Mudong asked, "Is there anything to see?"

He Yu smiled, "Sometimes looking back doesn't mean you want to go back, but just want to see the way you came, so you can make sure you don't take detours in the future."

Qiao Mudong said: "Follow me and you won't take detours."

After all, He Yu didn't look back, so he didn't see Fu Chenshan standing in place and watching his back.Some misses are accidental, and some misses are inevitable. There may be countless forks in life, but from the moment you are born, your character determines which path you will choose for yourself.And what kind of scenery will be at those forked intersections that you missed, you can only watch others experience it, and you will never be able to understand it yourself.

Nursing home visitors are required to be registered.In that two-storey building, there is a hall dedicated to registration and reception.

He Yu took out his ID card, handed it to Qiao Mudong, and asked him to hand it to the nurse in charge of registration.

He Yu looked around the spacious hall, and there was a large profile of the nursing home on one wall.He Yu was just killing the waiting time. When he looked up at the profile, Qiao Mudong stood beside him and asked, "Are you sad?"

"What?" He Yu looked back at him inexplicably.

Qiao Mudong said: "My first love is getting married."

He Yu asked back, "When was your first love?"

Qiao Mudong snorted, "Who remembers that kind of thing?"

He Yu said: "How should I put it, the marriage of a first love is probably not a happy thing for a man or a woman. It may be a little melancholy, but at the same time, I don't think it is necessary to use the word sad to describe it." described emotion."

Qiao Mudong said: "It's been a long time to talk nonsense, but I still don't want to part with it."

He Yudao: "I don't understand where you heard that I was reluctant. But you, your first love will not be me?"

Qiao Mudong raised his head, and suddenly began to look seriously at the introduction on the wall.

He Yu smiled and bumped his leg with his knee.

Qiao Mudong didn't intend to speak.

At this time, the registered nurse finally shouted: "Sir, your registration has been completed, and you can visit patients."

With temporary access cards hanging around their necks, the two walked along the passage leading to the tall building behind.

As He Yu walked, he looked around. Even though it was a well-equipped sanatorium, it still looked cold.It's not that there are no people walking and basking in the sun in the yard, but the expressions on their faces are a little indifferent, far away from human affairs, and they rarely even talk to each other.

Qiao Mudong said: "Many elderly people here are suffering from chronic diseases, or their mental state is not very good, and their families are exhausted to take care of them."

He Yu shook his head, "It's all an excuse. Since there is so much money to send people to this place, why don't you hire a nurse to let the old man stay at home with their children? It's not because they hate it, even meeting and greeting each other every day I wish I could save it."

Qiao Mudong asked: "You mean Fu Chenshan?"

He Yu was a little helpless, and said, "You don't care who I say!"

Qiao Mudong's grandfather lived in Room 5 on the 12th floor of Building B. When they arrived, the nurse had just taken the old man's temperature and blood pressure in the morning, and pushed the cart out of the room.

Seeing that the nurse was about to leave, Qiao Mudong asked, "How is Mr. Qiao in here?"

The nurse said: "It's good, but my mind is getting more and more confused, and I don't know people every day."

Qiao Mudong nodded, "Thank you."

When He Yu heard this, he pulled Qiao Mudong's sleeve and looked up at him to express his doubts.

Qiao Mudong said: "He has dementia, he's fine, let's go in."

Pushing open the door, He Yu saw the old man sitting by the window for the first time, wearing a white patient suit and short white hair. When he heard someone open the door, he didn't even turn his head.

Calculated, Qiao Mudong's grandfather was at least seven or eighty years old. He Yu followed Qiao Mudong closer, only to see that his face was covered with mottled marks, covered with brown age spots, and his eyes were already cloudy.

Qiao Mudong took a chair and asked He Yu to sit by the old man's side. He walked up to the old man himself, raised his hand and shook it, "Master, I'm coming to see you."

He Yu reached out and patted his hand away, "He is your grandfather, be more polite."

Qiao Mudong said, "It's okay, he doesn't recognize me."

Sure enough, the old man raised his head, looked at Qiao Mudong, frowned, and asked, "Wenjie? Is it Wenjie?"

Qiao Mudong didn't deny it, and said, "Yes, it's me. I came to see you. How are you doing recently?"

The old man nodded, "Very good."

He Yu asked in a low voice, "Who is Wenjie?"

Qiao Mudong said, "It's his son, who has been dead for more than ten years."

He Yu couldn't help being a little surprised.

The old man suddenly turned his head to look at He Yu again, and said, "Is this Wenxin?"

He Yu asked Qiao Mudong, "Who is Wenxin?"

Qiao Mudong smiled, "Wenxin is my mother."

He Yu was suddenly a little embarrassed, and it was hard to explain to a confused old man that she was not his daughter, so he could only smile along with him.

At this time, the nurse knocked on the door and came in, saying, "Mr. Qiao should take his medicine."

Qiao Mudong and He Yu naturally stepped aside, and He Yu asked, "Is that Wenjie your uncle?"

Qiao Mudong nodded, and whispered, "Qiao Wenjie and Qiao Wenxin, his sons and daughters were famously beautiful in the north of the city, but they both lost their lives at a young age." After a short pause, he added, "You can't tell What kind of person does the old man look like?"

"What kind of person do you look like?" He Yu said, "Just an ordinary old man."

Qiao Mudong smiled lightly when he heard the words, "His name is Qiao Song, and he has been a leader in the north of the city since the 80s. And unlike the businessmen of the Hong family, he is a real underworld, and he is particular about plotting territory and beckoning people." , get whatever money comes in.”

He Yu was surprised and said, "Then why did you and your mother—"

"My mother got pregnant by Ling Qiang and was dumped. He was very angry and asked my mother to beat me, but my mother refused to die. I heard that he also asked someone to chop Ling Qiang, but he failed to kill Ling Qiang. During that time, Ling Qiang avoided the coast. Later, after my mother gave birth to me, he drove us out of the house and refused to recognize our mother and child." When Qiao Mudong said these words, his tone remained the same. It's bland, without much emotion.

He Yu couldn't help but look at Qiao Song. He looked like many ordinary old people, and even the nurse refused to take medicine obediently.

He Yu asked, "Then your uncle?"

Qiao Mudong said: "Qiao Wenjie was arrested by the police because of drug trafficking, and finally sentenced to death and executed immediately. The old man was really sad for a long time because of this son, and he didn't want to get any money or do anything. He followed his people. Let's go, let's go. He has indeed saved a lot of money, but his temper is getting more and more eccentric. A few years ago, he realized that his memory began to become blurred, probably because he was afraid that others would steal his money, so he even followed him The decades-old brother also drove away, and then someone brought me back. I have no interest in his money, and I have no affection for this person, but anyway, my surname is Joe, so I just want to let him He died together with his money, and if I collect his body for him, it will be regarded as fulfilling the duty of the Qiao family."

He Yu was quite emotional when he heard it, and couldn't sympathize with Qiao Song, but couldn't help but squeeze Qiao Mudong's hand tightly.

Qiao Mudong seemed indifferent, and said, "By the way, I'll show you my mother's picture." He walked to the low cabinet next to the bed, and took out a photo album from it.

Most of the albums are black and white photos, including photos of brother and sister Qiao Wenjie and Qiao Wenxin when they were young. As Qiao Mudong said, they are a beautiful pair of brothers and sisters.There is also a photo of Qiao Song in it. He looked tall, serious and handsome when he was young.Turning to the back, Qiao Wenjie and Qiao Wenxin gradually grew up, and finally there are color photos. Qiao Wenjie has become a fair and elegant man, while Qiao Wenxin has come out in a dewy and beautiful way. A rare beauty.

It is also this kind of beauty that attracts a man as courageous as Ling Qiang, but she is so confidant, and finally ended half of her life in front of her own son.

He Yu couldn't help turning his head to look at Qiao Mudong, Qiao Wenxin could still be found in Qiao Mudong's facial features, for example, his eyes were full of thick and slender eyelashes, and his lips were slightly upturned.

Qiao Mudong looked at the photo album with a calm expression, but from time to time he would smile when he looked at the photo of his mother.

He Yu asked him, "Do you hate your grandfather?"

Qiao Mudong said: "I can't say how much I hate it, but I definitely don't like it." You walk your own way, if you want to go to the end, don't blame the people who abandoned you halfway.

He Yu patted him on the shoulder and smiled at him.

Qiao Mudong glanced at him and said, "Smile."