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Five days later, outside the funeral home, the weather was extremely cold.

Zhou Peiyuan, dressed in solemn black, turned around in the car and looked at He Qiao seriously: "Are you really going in?"

Because the cause of the accident should not be publicized, the Fang family decided to cremate the man in a low-key manner.The entire funeral ceremony was private, no obituary announcement was issued, and the location was chosen in the most remote funeral parlor on the outskirts of the city.

But He Qiao still came, to see Aunt Shao off for the last time.

No matter what, Shao Ningzhu once treated him like a mother and child, even if it was only a short time, even...even if he and Fang Shaoyang could never return to the past.

That night at the door of the apartment, he leaned against the door panel and took out his mobile phone with trembling hands. Ten days later, he finally opened the message that Shao Ningzhu sent him:

"Xiaohe, I took the liberty to send you this text message, didn't I disturb your rest? I heard from Shao Yang that you had a quarrel. For my sake, the adults don't count the faults of the villains. At least give him a chance to explain. These two days Find time to come over for dinner, I made your favorite three delicacies dumplings."

Shao Ningzhu typed very slowly. I don't know how long it took to edit so many words. He Qiao's vision was completely blurred before he finished reading.If he could have seen the news in time at that time, if he had still kept in touch with Shao Ningzhu, maybe this tragedy would not have happened, but there are no such things in life.

Thinking of these things, He Qiao felt a little hypoxic.Time passed slowly, and it took him a while to pull out his thoughts from the memories and return to the conversation with Zhou Peiyuan.

want to go?

of course.

He nodded: "Let's go, get out of the car."

Walking into the funeral parlor, the air inside was cold and damp.

"Mr. He, this way please."

The person who came to greet him was the manager of Rongxin's administrative department.He led the two of them towards the mourning hall, blocking He Qiao's view along the way.

When approaching the mourning hall, He Qiao's heart beat faster for no reason.It's not that I'm afraid of seeing that person, it's just that I don't know what to say when I see him.

"Mr. He, please."

"En." He slowed down for a moment, then said thank you, and followed the other party in with his eyes closed.

I didn't expect that person to be away.

There are everything in the mourning hall, including portraits, altars, cakes, incense burners, and flower baskets, and everything is missing, but the only son of the deceased is missing.

"Are you looking for him?" Zhou Peiyuan noticed his expression.

"No." He looked back flatly.

The two went forward and bowed together, and there were a few capable people present to preside over the overall situation, welcoming the guests and returning the gifts on behalf of the family members.They are all tall and tall, with walkie-talkies pinned to their waists, they look more like bodyguards than relatives, and strictly guard the media at each entrance.

He Qiao walked up to the steward: "Why isn't Chairman Fang here?"

The other party is also a familiar face with him, and they have met each other before, "Mr. He, Chairman Fang is resting in the back."

"I'll go over and say hello."

In the end, he was directly stopped by someone: "I'm sorry Mr. He, Director Fang told me not to see anyone."

"Do you know who you are talking to? Is your Fang family thinking of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge?" Zhou Peiyuan pushed his hand away and asked sharply, but he didn't expect that the other party would not let him in: "We are just following orders, please don't embarrass us. "

He Qiao originally only wanted to be considerate and courteous, but when he saw the other party's attitude so blunt, he became cold on the spot: "Forget it, let's go, it doesn't matter if we don't see each other."

"and many more!"

Unexpectedly, Butler Liu suddenly appeared from the backcourt, walked over and bowed respectfully: "Mr. He, our chairman is here to invite you." His tone was much less familiar than before.

"Long time no see, Uncle Liu."

He Qiao called out and he was stunned for a moment, before turning around to lead the way, "Don't mind the ignorant people outside, the chairman heard that you're here, and specially asked me to come pick you up."

"Thank you."

There is a rest room behind the funeral parlor, and Fang Yongxiang is talking with his lawyer inside.He seemed to be dying overnight, his eyes were bloodshot, his already gray temples were disheveled, and his voice was vicissitudes and hoarse.

"Lawyer Chen, let's do this today, and let me know as soon as we have a conclusion."

"Good Director Fang."

After sending the lawyer out, he sat down face to face with He Qiao: "You go out first."

Steward Liu and Zhou Peiyuan withdrew, the room was so quiet that a needle could be heard, and there was a biting cold wind blowing from the windows and the cracks in the door.Fang Yongxiang's hand holding the cane trembled a little, but he concealed it well: "I heard that you were sick before, are you feeling better?"

"Much better, thank you uncle for your concern."

He nodded slowly: "That's good."

In just a few days, he changed from a chairman to a real old man, with slow movements and sticky voice.

"What do you want me to do?" He Qiao was not used to seeing him like this, so he looked away lightly.

"I heard that you and Shao Yang haven't divorced yet?"

"There are still some formalities to go through."

"If you haven't completed the formalities, you're still husband and wife." Fang Yongxiang opened his old eyes, his eyes were dim and cloudy, "If it's convenient for you in the afternoon, please go and see him for me."

He Qiao's heart beat suddenly, and he reached out to take a paper cup in front of him. The hot water inside was scalding, "I have to go back to the company."

"It won't take long, half an hour is enough."

"Uncle, I don't understand..."

why?

The ten fingers holding the crutches were tight and tight, and the veins on the back of the dry hands were intertwined. He looked at He Qiao with a frustrated expression: "If I didn't have no choice but to take this son, I wouldn't ask you. Except for you, I can't think of it." Who else can persuade him."

"What's up with him?"

"He," Fang Yongxiang paused, his voice suddenly choked up, "He wants to kill his elder brother, he wants to kill Yuhong, he wants to kill me!"

He Qiao looked up in fear.

"As soon as he got home, he said he was going to kill us, and he smashed all the things in the house. I had no choice but to lock him in the room and find someone to watch him 24 hours a day."

No wonder he didn't show up today, it turned out that even his personal freedom was lost.

"So you kept him locked up?"

"What else can I do if I don't lock him up? Do you want me to call the police and arrest my son?" Fang Yongxiang's eyes were filled with tears, "I also know that going on like this is not an option. I thought it would be fine to lock him up for a few days. He refused to drink water for two days. He is, he is threatening me with his life!" The crutches were rattling.

Going on like this is of course not an option, with Fang Shaoyang's character, he can't just let it go.He Qiao found sadly that after getting along for a long time, he actually understood him a little bit, and he really understood what he was thinking.

Driving all the way from the mourning hall to Fang's house, he was in a state of confusion.I didn't think about whether or how to persuade him, but I just felt that we should see this side both emotionally and rationally.

The villa is still that villa, but everything has changed.When passing by the garden, he looked up and saw the familiar curtains, and his eyes were tightly closed as if being stung.On the Valentine's Day before they left, he once stood there watching Fang Shaoyang play. Now the basketball court is probably vacant.

A touch of bitterness emerged from the bottom of his heart. He Qiao stood there, feeling dazed. He didn't know how long he stood there before he went upstairs with the servant who delivered the food.

The floor-covered stairs creaked softly, and the servant stopped at the door of the room, sighed deeply, took out a key, opened the door and walked in.

"Master, let's eat something."

He Qiao stood by the wall, the people inside couldn't see him, and he couldn't see the situation in the room either.

"Get out." The hoarse and harsh voice made people's hearts tremble.

"Anyway, eat a little. You haven't eaten for two days. If you continue like this, you will get sick."

There was not a single extra word, and there was the crackling sound of things being thrown.The maid screamed in fright, and after tidying up for a long time, she came out tremblingly, holding a large tray of broken bowls and plates in her hand.

There was also the sound of guards moving about inside.He Qiao pushed the door open and went in, looking past the two tall and burly bodyguards, and saw the back of the one sitting by the bed.

"I told you that I wouldn't eat it, and told you to get lost, don't you understand?"

"I'm going too, right?"

Hearing the sound, his back shook violently, but he didn't turn around immediately, the huge room suddenly became silent.

Walking to the bed and seeing his haggard side face, dry and chapped lips, and the back of his hand covered with blood scabs and wounds, He Qiao's fingertips trembled slightly: "You guys go out first, I'll have a few words with him alone."

The bodyguard looked back and forth at them twice before going out to close the door.Fang Shaoyang still stubbornly refused to look at him: "What are you doing here, are you watching my joke?"

The surface of the sofa bed was in a mess, and the ground was so messed up that there was not even a place to stand. He Qiao adjusted his breathing silently.

Fang Shaoyang stared at a place in nothingness on the floor, the short hair on the back of his neck was stabbed aggressively, he lifted his foot to kick away the dog cage on the ground, kicked Wukong inside to roll twice, and screamed miserably.

He Qiao frowned: "Fang Shaoyang, what are you doing, why did you make yourself like this?"

Every word he answered was full of aggression: "Does it have anything to do with you?"

It seems that I am really redundant.Why bother with this person?Let him fend for himself, whether he starves to death or goes to jail, it's his own fault.

"Forget my mistake." He turned around and wanted to leave, but remembering the purpose of this trip, he took a deep breath and said as calmly as possible, "I heard from your father that you have tried to hurt others more than once, I advise you to calm down, don't Do things that ruin your future."

"Qian Cheng..." A vague sneer came from behind, "Who cares."

The only family member is gone, so what's the point of becoming famous one day?He now just wants the culprit to pay for what he has done.

"Auntie is gone and you give up on yourself like this. Could it be that she knows how to feel at ease?"

Seeing his sharp chin with stubble protruding from his head, staring at his bloodshot eyes, He Qiao almost couldn't remember how radiant he was before.

Fang Shaoyang kept his face sideways, as if he didn't bother to look at him, "You don't mind my business."

"Fang Shaoyang!"

Just like before, He Qiao would call him by his full name every time he got angry with him or warned him.Fang Shaoyang's back twitched like a spasm for a moment, and his heart hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe.

"Did you bring cigarettes?" He softened his tone.

After standing silently for a while, He Qiao finally compromised.Forget it, consider it the last time.

After getting the cigarette, he said, "Lighter."

This should be the first time he smoked a cigarette, and he was very unskilled. He lit it after several times, and then put the lighter in his pocket.

The room returned to silence.

The choking smell of smoke permeated between his fingers.

He Qiao unconsciously frowned: "Fang Shaoyang, you are only 24 years old, don't go to jail for that kind of thing."

So stupid.

Fang Shaoyang seemed very irritable when he heard it, he pinched his unsmoked cigarette and threw it aside: "He Qiao, are you annoying?"

This tone was so unfamiliar that He Qiao barely heard it at first, and looked at him in disbelief: "What did you say?"

"I said you are annoying or not!" He stood up abruptly, "Don't tell you not to care about me, can't you understand people's words? I have already told you to get out of here, but you are still thinking about me?"

He Qiao's face suddenly turned pale as paper: "Fang Shaoyang, you..."

"What am I, am I wrong? If you don't miss me, what are you doing here?" Although his eyes are gray and blue, his eyes are extremely sharp, and there is a strong sarcasm on his face.

The boy who used to be sunny and free and easy has completely changed. He has become extremely vicious, and he does not hesitate to use the harshest words to humiliate the person he likes.Standing there, Fang Shaoyang spoke sternly as if he had made a great determination: "Let me tell you, He Qiao, no one has the right to meddle in my business, and neither do you. I will kill anyone who has hurt my mother." I won't let it go, whoever he is!"

"Do you not hesitate to use violence?"

"Yes! If you stand with them, then I will not let you go." The last few words were almost squeezed out between teeth.

"Fang Shaoyang, I realize that I've never really known you." He Qiao's voice trembled.

"It's not too late to get to know each other now." Fang Shaoyang stared at him firmly, seeing his deeply hurt expression, and suddenly smiled inexplicably, "He Qiao, you are really stupid."

He Qiao stared suddenly.

The sharp eyes looked straight into his heart, as if he had completely seen through all his thoughts: "You don't really think that I have liked you, do you. To tell you the truth, I feel sick every time I touch you."

"Stop talking!" His body shook suddenly.

"It's not only disgusting, I feel sick every time I touch you, I can't even pinch my nose—"

Snapped!

He raised his hand and slapped Fang Shaoyang hard, but Fang Shaoyang easily grabbed his right hand: "I can't listen anymore? There are some things I didn't want to tell you. Who knows that you are so cheap? I came to see me about taking medicine. He Qiao, listen to me, I have been using you from the beginning to the end, like it?" He tilted his head and spat, "Not for a day, for a minute, for a second. !"

He Qiao was fixed there by his decisive expression, his internal organs were aching like burning, seeing the undisguised disgust and disgust in his eyes, he couldn't move at all: "You...why did you treat me like this... "

"What do you think?" Fang Shaoyang leaned forward, squeezed his chin and said cruelly, "You are like Fang Huaiye and the others. That kind of superior face really makes me sick. Isn't it because you reincarnated well? What's the matter?" It's amazing, people like you are still being played around by me."

"Fang Shaoyang!" He Qiao yelled hysterically, "Why do you say that, why do you lie to me?"

"It's what you want to believe, what can I do, have I forced you?" Every sentence of his was extremely cold-blooded, cutting off the already fragile nerves like a knife, "Since it's broken, I might as well tell you, your computer I’ve seen those videos in there before.”

He Qiao looked at him in horror, but Fang Shaoyang watched his expression coldly: "I watched it the night I repaired your computer in the hospital. It was well shot. How could I not follow such a good textbook?" Even In the next second, he reached out and touched his earlobe, "This is your sensitive zone, once he kisses you, you won't be able to stand it, am I right?"

video……

The ones I took with my ex-boyfriend are stored in the computer...

It turned out that even this incident was false, and even the remaining tenderness was peeped from his privacy.He Qiao finally broke down, and desperately pushed his hand away: "Don't touch me, don't touch me..."

"You think I'm willing to touch you?" Fang Shaoyang stood up with a sneer, and lifted Wukong upside down from the cage, "It's hopelessly stupid, just as stupid as this dog, and it will come up after you coax it. ” Then he threw the dog to the ground: “I don’t want to keep this thing anymore, whoever loves it will keep it.”

It was almost dusk, thick shadows fell on his face, and his expression was blurred.

Wukong didn't understand what was going on with the little master, he huddled up at He Qiao's feet in fright, and whimpered very softly.He Qiao looked down at it, trying to hug it up, but all his strength had already been exhausted.

"Do you want it?" Fang Shaoyang smiled, "If you don't want it, I'll throw it down the stairs. It would be better if it died." As soon as he said that, he carried it by the back of the neck and walked to the balcony.

"Fang Shaoyang, are you crazy? Why did you pick it up when you didn't want to keep it?"

"My mother wants to ask this question too!" He turned around and put the dog on the ground with a ferocious expression on his face, "Why do you want to give birth if you don't want to raise it? Why do you lie to my mother if you don't love me? Who will tell me the answer?!"

Tears flowed all over his face unconsciously, and He Qiao stared at Fang Shaoyang with blurred vision: "Yeah...why did you come to lie to me if you don't love me?"

"Because you owe it to me!" Fang Shaoyang yelled at him loudly, "If you're a man, you can post it up. If I don't use you, who will you use? Just take care of my business... If you want to be a Bodhisattva, go to the temple. Don't dangle in front of me and dirty my eyes!"

He Qiao was so angry that his eyes turned black, tears fell down like a broken thread, and his whole body fell into an ice cave: "Did you never tell me the truth?"

"Not even half a sentence, it's very enjoyable to lie to you!" After answering firmly, he opened the drawer and threw a few pages over, "Take the divorce agreement away, don't bother me again in the future."

Even the name is signed on it, I don't know if it is the pen used for my birthday.He Qiao picked up the agreement, forcibly stabilized his shaking figure, gritted his teeth and walked out quickly.But the road from the end of the bed to the door was so long and difficult, every step I took was painful, and when I finally got outside the door, my back was soaked in cold sweat.

boom--

The door was slammed shut decisively, with such force that the walls seemed to be shaking.

He Qiao followed suit.

In a whirl, he stretched out his hand and leaned against the wall, feeling that something in his body was torn apart by life, whether it was nostalgia or memory, I really couldn't tell.

gone, never to be seen again...

The footsteps were staggering, and the people gradually drifted away, and the corridor slowly became silent like a vacuum.

Fang Shaoyang sat behind the door as if he was exhausted, closed his eyes, and slowly stroked the lighter in his pocket.

Just leave.

Once he's gone, he's not afraid of anything.