Mr. He, please respect yourself

As night fell, on the way Song Suian answered a work call and left in a hurry, but Song Zicheng wanted to sit down for a while, and the two hurriedly separated.

Song Zicheng sat alone on the seat, his mind was empty, and he quietly looked at the document in front of him.

He only needs to open it, and he can know what has been brooding all this time.

But at this moment, he didn't have the courage.

Just before Song Suian left, he told him that if he had any questions about his birth, he could contact him at any time.

Song Zicheng looked at the key in his hand, and suddenly he didn't understand, how could it suddenly become possible to talk about things that have been forbidden all these years?

There were more and more customers in the cafe, Song Zicheng looked at the time, it was almost seven o'clock, it was not good to occupy the seat, so he packed up his things, prepared to check out and leave.

But as soon as he stood up, the clerk stepped forward and put a packaged meal in front of him.

Song Zicheng: "?"

"Hello, did you take it wrong? I didn't order this." Song Zicheng called the clerk and said.

The clerk politely explained, "There is no wrong delivery. It was ordered by the customer who came with you. He said it was for you to take it away, and he also paid for it."

Song Zicheng was stunned for a moment, and after saying thank you, he reached out to take it.

It turned out that from the very beginning, Song Suian ordered the takeaway meals for himself.

I was moved.

He could obviously...don't have to do it for himself.

Walking out of the cafe, at the turn of late autumn and early winter, the days are short and the nights are long, the temperature difference between morning and evening is large, and in the cool night, Song Zicheng stands in front of the cafe blankly, looking at the street lights all over the street.

Looking from a distance, several office buildings of Hongsheng Real Estate are also full of lights.

Song Zicheng suddenly wanted to go over to have a look, so he couldn't help but move his legs and walked in the direction of the building complex.

That is, the place where Song Suian worked, and also the place where Song Suiran worked.

Passing through the wide square, Song Zicheng slowly walked towards the main building of Hongsheng Real Estate with the document bag and packed food in his hand.

The further you go, the brighter the street lights on both sides of the road, and there are many Hongsheng employees who have just got off work walking on the road. They are in a hurry, walking in the opposite direction to Song Zicheng.

Song Zicheng felt that he was a bit out of place, but he still walked to the entrance of the main building.

Checkpoints are set up at the entrance and exit, and those entering and exiting must pass fingerprint identification before they can enter.Naturally, Song Zicheng couldn't get in. He stood blankly by the guard booth at the entrance, staring stupidly at the people who came in and out with their fingerprints.

"who are you?"

Perhaps it was Song Zicheng's unusualness that attracted the attention of the security guards. The security guards on duty stood in the booth and yelled at Song Zicheng.

Song Zicheng was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head hastily, and replied after hesitating twice, "I...I'll wait for someone."

"The young man is picking up his girlfriend from get off work." The security guard on duty seemed to be used to it, and he sat back in the booth with a smile on his face.

Song Zicheng twitched his mouth, watched the security guard on duty turn on the speakers, and clicked a song.

{The footsteps all over the street are suddenly quiet

The sky full of cypresses suddenly did not waver

......}

A unique female voice came out of the duty booth. The voice full of Hong Kong flavor, lonely and moving, was especially clear in the empty and quiet street, like a bottomless vortex, which immediately attracted people deeply.

{I just need a can of hot tea right now

It smells like it doesn't matter

Exotic folk songs from record stores

That kind of happiness is suddenly needed by me

Unkind at least not as mysterious as thinking about you}

......

Song Zicheng listened quietly, with red eyes, he couldn't help humming softly:

"Love and harmony become depressed with nostalgia

It turned out to be very happy, but I didn't realize it

If you can forget the longing for years and long clothes"

......

My heart became calm with the familiar melody, as if even the wind became silent.At this time, Song Zicheng's cell phone rang a notification tone.

Song Zicheng was slightly stunned, and slowly picked up the phone and turned it on.

There was a slight wave of emotion.

It turned out to be Li Zhihui.

In the chat interface, Li Zhihui said to him:

【It's cold, have you gone back】

Before the song was over, Song Zicheng sang a little deeper while listening to the hoarse female voice with his mobile phone in his hand.

{Turning streets and alleys is like sliding over waves

Listening to the sky and the earth still leaves my heart beating

Regarding your meditation, if you can’t avoid it, you can get rid of it}

......

Song Zicheng hasn't replied yet, Li Zhihui's message came again

Li Zhihui: [I'm here to pick you up]

{No matter where you are, don't assume you might be by your side

I can also travel to foreign countries to eat and drink without worry

It turns out that I am not happy, I am the only one who didn't realize it

If you can forget the desire for long years and thin clothes}

......

Song Zicheng replied: [Okay, return now. 】

He turned and left.

……

{No matter where you are, don't assume you might be by your side

I can also travel to foreign countries and find sustenance......}

hospital.

In Mr. Song's ward.

Old man Li was eating the cut fruit, watching the two old men who were over seventy years old staring at me and I staring at you.

Great relationship.

Old man Li drank old man Song's good tea again.

On weekdays when he had nothing to do, old man Li often came to visit the sick. Before he came here today, old man Ji suddenly came.

He said he wanted to see old man Song's joke.

Thus, there was a scene of the two old men making faces at each other.

"Old Li, what did you bring this man here for? It's an eyesore." Old man Song's eyes were wide open, determined to be bigger than the eyes of the stinky old man opposite him.

"Old Li, do you think this man has lived in the ward for a long time, that's why his mouth is so smelly, and what he says is the same as the man playing the suona at the street, this is the way of hospitality?" The old man of the Ji family did not show weakness, with his hands on his hips , unusually majestic, and still strong in his seventies, he was barred in the ward like a mountain, full of oppression.

Old man Li was not surprised, he laughed a few times, and then sighed, "Song Da, it's time, you're still angry, you'll get sick if you're not sick."

The old friend helped him to speak, and the old man Ji was also proud, "You're right, some people just can't figure this out. Look, wouldn't this cause trouble? They deserve to be lying in the hospital."

Old man Song snorted heavily.

But at this time, old man Li spoke again, "Boss Ji, don't talk about east and west, and don't talk about north in the south. You visit the sick as soon as you visit, and you stand like a big stupid stick. People look at you like this and think you are training recruits." Be careful that Song Da’s daughter-in-law rushes in and fights you desperately.”

Old man Ji was dissatisfied when he heard this, "I stand on my own, who is in the way?"

Old man Li poured himself a cup of tea, "If you pissed Song Da to death, her inheritance will not be divided, and if you say it's not an eyesore, she can turn over your Ji family."

The two old men had black faces together.

What about the goose egg, the rough truth is right.

The three in the ward fell silent.

Old man Ji sat on the sofa, looked at old man Song, who was sluggish on the hospital bed, and became worried for no reason. The two of them had been fighting like black corns all these years, and suddenly they lost their opponent. How lonely is this?So he asked cautiously, "Well, people outside are saying that you are only a few days away, is it true?"

Old man Song's mouthful of old blood almost flowed back and went straight to his forehead. He glared at the mentally handicapped old man who knew martial arts angrily, and gritted his teeth, "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine!"

"It's so good, why do you say that you have made a will? You are a tight-knit person. If there are no accidents, you will be guarding a dick every day outside the ward?" Old man Ji analyzed with his remaining great wisdom. road.

Xia Chong is indescribable, thank God for his good life, the idiot married an ice-snow and smart beauty, not only raised the appearance of the Ji family's children and grandchildren, but also made their brains go up.

Old man Li couldn't stand it, and was about to persuade him, when suddenly the door of the ward was opened with a bang, which shocked the three old men in the room. Seeing the sudden arrival of Dr. Mo, who was out of breath, he didn't have time to take a breather. , and slammed the door shut again.

"To kill me!"

Old Doctor Mo looked at his former comrades-in-arms, and didn't know what was wrong with him. He was so panicked that he even used the dialect he learned when he went to the countryside to help the poor. "My nephew looked through the files in my office!"

The third old man was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't understand the meaning of old man Mo's words.

"Song Da, I put the parent-child report that you asked me to keep in the drawer." Old Doctor Mo explained, "But just now that stupid grandson of my cousin's family came to my office, sneaky, I checked the room When I saw him, I yelled at him, who knew he slipped away after rubbing oil on the soles of his feet, I hurriedly checked the surveillance, and found that he had turned over my drawer."

Mr. Song, "..."

The room fell silent again.

Old Doctor Mo began to panic. The three old men in front of him were all his superiors back then.When he was just a medical soldier in the medical team, the third old man had already made his way in the army.By the time he got over it, the third old man didn't have to.

Because of such a clear relationship between superiors and subordinates, Comrade Mo Daji couldn't change his awe of these three even after he retired from the army.

Comrade Mo Daji was trembling, trembling and trembling, and in the strange silence, he heard old man Song sigh.

"If you know it, you know it. Anyway, I took a sneak peek."

Mr. Song said with an open-minded face and a look of indifference.

And Mo Shaoshi, who didn't know that his trial was coming, was sitting at the corner of the wine table in his bar, staring in a daze at a wine glass that had been empty for a long time.

With a sad face.

When He Chumo and Jiang Qing came to the bar, they saw Mo Shaoshi's appearance, absent-minded, as if they were worrying about who to be an angel.

Jiang Qing teased him jokingly, but he gave Jiang Qing a deep look and sighed.

Damn, Fourth Uncle and Seventh Aunt!Sailor Moon's puberty has come.

But Mo Shaoshi really didn't have the energy to make trouble with Jiang Qing.A few days ago, when he learned that the paternity test between Song Zicheng and old man Song had come back, he was restless and didn't think about eating or drinking.Today, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and attacked his cousin's uncle's office.

Unexpectedly, he not only saw the results of Song Zicheng's appraisal report, but also found Song Zicheng's medical records from eight years ago.

After reading Song Zicheng's medical records, Mo Shaoshi immediately felt that Song Zicheng's paternity test report was not that important anymore.

At the beginning, He Chumo entrusted himself to investigate the old wound on Song Zicheng's body, which was suspected to be burned by a cigarette butt. He thought it was a trivial matter. His cousin's uncle was the Song family's personal doctor. Wouldn't it be enough to ask him?

Who knows, the old man refused to say anything.

Don't say it, you can't force it, maybe the Song family has some hidden disease of hemorrhoids that needs to be hidden from the light, so Mo Shaoshi put this matter to the back of his mind.

Unexpectedly, today, he actually knew such inside information.

Jiang Qing sat beside him, "Sailor Moon, did you take the wrong medicine today? Look at your melancholy face, I almost dare not talk to you."

Mo Shaoshi didn't answer, he looked at Jiang Qing and He Chumo with serious faces, "I read Song Zicheng's paternity test today, he is Song Suiran's son."

He Chumo: "!"

Jiang Qing: "!"

What kind of appalling insider information is this?

When He and Jiang heard such a sentence suddenly, no one could react for a while, and both of them were stunned.

Mo Shaoshi didn't care about whether they could accept and digest this fact, because he was thinking about whether to tell the medical records he saw today.