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It is difficult to trust any strange person, and it is difficult to adapt to any strange environment.

The man let go of his hand after entering the door, so Xiao Jiang Hao quickly left his side, and shrank himself in a small corner of the room, with his back tightly against the wall, and his limbs curled up into a small ball , It seems that reducing contact with the air can ensure your own safety.

The man only glanced at him, and instead of stepping forward to separate him from the wall, he turned around and made a phone call.

Jiang Hao saw him put the phone to his ear and said a few words from a distance. He didn't hear the content clearly, but only remembered that the tone was serious and flat, as if explaining matters like a routine, and he didn't hang up at the end like a phone call between friends Before the break, say "goodbye" or something, and then hang up.

After finishing the phone call, he glanced at Jiang Hao again. This time his eyes seemed to have more and more complicated emotions than last time, but Jiang Hao was too young at that time to understand what kind of emotion it was.

Thinking back many years later, Jiang Hao thought that maybe it was a forbearable disgust.

After one glance, he left, leaving Jiang Hao alone in the corner, not daring to move.

But no matter how vigilant a child is, he can't resist the intense dizziness on the plane and the fatigue caused by the long-term tense nerves. After seeing the man leave, Xiao Jiang Hao relaxes his nerves a little, and then he feels his own fatigue. Before I knew it, I fell asleep squatting on the floor.

When he woke up again, he found himself put under the soft quilt on the bed, and a man who looked about 60 years old was sitting beside his bed.

Seeing him wake up, the man hurriedly asked the nanny to go to the kitchen to bring the porridge with preserved egg and lean pork, and ate it for him spoonful by spoonful.

This person looked very kind, and he would call him "Xiao Hao", Jiang Hao was gradually dispelling his guard.

After Jiang Hao finished eating the porridge, he finally mustered up the courage to ask the other party's name.

"I was hired by your father to take care of you. You can call me Uncle Li."

And this care is eight years.

35. Death and life are inevitable

Even though Jiang Hao understood that they were just an employment relationship, in the past eight years, Jiang Hao still regarded him as the only relative he could trust and rely on.

Eight years is too long, when Jiang Hao has grown from an ignorant child to a handsome young man, when Uncle Li has grown from black hair to gray hair, until Jiang Hao has forgotten that Uncle Li will also leave him .

It wasn't until a year ago, when Uncle Li suddenly said that he was going to retire, that Jiang Hao woke up like a dream, and found that he had walked for eight years, but still stayed in the same place.

From being alone, to being inseparable.

There is really no progress.

The old man lying on the hospital bed moved his eyelids slightly, as if he sensed someone coming, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Uncle Li." The boy's greeting was as simple and calm as usual, but those who knew him well knew that under this boy's cold appearance, there was a sincere heart hidden.

"Xiaohao... you... are here."

Jiang Hao was shocked, but after not seeing him for a year, Uncle Li's voice was so hoarse that it was hard to distinguish, as if he had aged many years.To him, Uncle Li is like an elder, more like a friend. Seeing this situation, Jiang Hao couldn't help but feel sour.

Uncle Li saw that his expression was a little dark, and knew that this inarticulate child was worried about him, but he refused to speak out directly, so he explained by himself: "Xiaohao...cough...I'm fine, but ...When you get older, there will always be something wrong."

"Where's your family?"

You are so sick, don't your family just ignore it?

Uncle Li originally went to England for his family, but after he returned to China, his situation was so miserable that he had no family to take care of him.Jiang Hao didn't want to mention it at first, but he couldn't help but blurted out because of his impatience.

This is when a clear female voice sounded from behind.

"Grandpa, I bought you an apple, and I'll peel it for you later..."

Jiang Hao turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw a girl in a white T-shirt, holding a bag of apples in her hand. Although it was a big plastic bag, there were only three apples in it, which looked pitiful.When the girl entered the door and saw Jiang Hao, she stopped talking all of a sudden, showing a somewhat surprised expression.

"Grandpa... who is this?"

Uncle Li wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he coughed violently. Jiang Hao carefully helped Uncle Li sit up, and at the same time replied, "My name is Jiang Hao."

The girl also quickly put down the apple, poured Uncle Li a cup of warm water for him to drink, and seeing the flowers and fruits that she didn't have when she went out, she had a little trust in the person in front of her, and a little doubt.

Who is this guy?Why come back to visit grandpa?

But she didn't ask, she just glanced at Jiang Hao and hurriedly looked away.

After drinking hot water, Uncle Li's cough relieved a lot, and he introduced to Jiang Hao: "This is my granddaughter, Xiaoqi, she is here to take care of me recently."

Jiang Hao saw that the girl seemed to be about the same age as himself, and she was very thin. The white T-shirt looked a little old, but it was very clean. Judging from her behavior after entering the door, she should be very concerned about the old man.

Jiang Hao was a little relieved.At least Uncle Li is here and someone takes care of him.

The girl looked very introverted and didn't like to talk much. She just packed the things on the table silently and didn't take the initiative to find topics to talk to Jiang Hao.But he was not used to being in the same space with strangers, so he excused that he had something to do and would come to see Uncle Li when he had time.

After leaving the ward, he did not leave the hospital immediately, but instead found Uncle Li's attending doctor and asked about his condition.When the doctor first entered the ward, he saw Jiang Hao who was talking with Uncle Li's grandfather and grandson, and knew that he was a relative of Uncle Li, so he briefly introduced the main situation.

"They came here for a diagnosis a year ago. It was an advanced stage of lung cancer. At that time, they were recommended to be hospitalized, but they were only admitted to the hospital this week. With our current medical level... we can only try our best to prolong the survival period."

When Jiang Hao saw Uncle Li, he felt that the situation must not be optimistic, but when he heard the words "advanced lung cancer", his heart still trembled.

He didn't say much, thanked the doctor and left, silently paid Uncle Li's hospitalization and medical expenses for a month, and left the hospital.

A year ago... At that time, Uncle Li had just returned to China, but if he went to England to ask that man for help, he would not fail to lend a helping hand.And now... He was obviously worn down by the disease, his body, and his family.

But he thought about it again, who is really willing to ask others for help?

Even he himself was unwilling to accept every stitch from that man.

It was almost noon, and Jiang Hao simply settled his lunch around the hospital, standing under a willow tree beside the road, quietly watching the flow of people coming and going from the hospital.Bustling and bustling, it is even as lively as the busiest commercial street.

For myself, for my relatives, my friends, I went in and out of this white building, looking for a way, struggling to escape the torment of illness and the separation of life and death.

But there is life and there is death in this world, and everyone is just trying their best to prolong life. Who can really escape the fate of death?

Birth, old age, sickness and death are things that no one can avoid.Even if there is no artificial promotion, life and death will come as scheduled with the passage of time.Time can bring death, and it is also the best healer. No matter how deep the scars and unforgettable friendships are, they will gradually fade away under its wear.

However, this healing potion seems to have lost all its functions on Jiang Hao. Instead, it made the obsession deeper and the love stronger. It can't be wiped off or melted away, as if it has left a permanent imprint on the soul.

The slightest touch will be heart-piercing.

Why still can't see it?Why do you have to get to the bottom of it and not let yourself go?

No one can answer, and no one can change him.

The sun above his head deviated from the central position. Jiang Hao raised his wrist and glanced at his watch seemingly casually, then rode his electric car and drove to the high-end office building of Jiang's company.

When he entered the door this time, Jiang Yifei was already waiting to inquire, and the front desk didn't ask him if he had made an appointment, so he strode into the elevator, leaving behind Jiang Yifei who was about to tease him.

Of course Jiang Hao knew what he wanted to tease.

He was always punctual, but today he was late because of his confusion at the hospital gate.

Entering Jiang Yifei's office, Jiang Hao put the USB flash drive in his pocket on his desk, then turned to face him, his eyes swept across Jiang Yifei's face coldly, ready to hear his new news.

"Master Jiang, we have been friends for so many years, don't make me look like a tool for you to collect information every time, there is no brotherhood at all."

Jiang Hao ignored his words, his expression remained unchanged, as if he was still waiting for him to answer what he wanted to hear.

"All right, all right, I know you don't like to listen to nonsense, but before I get down to business, I still have something I shouldn't ask. The Jiang Xin you asked me to check is your mother, right?"

These words seemed to be expected by Jiang Hao, and he just let out a calm "hmm".After all, Jiang Yifei was asked to investigate everything about his mother. Although he only provided his name and the few information he knew at the time, as more and more things were found, Jiang Yifei would definitely know about this relationship.

"Your mother died 17 years ago in a...car accident."

"I already know these things." This was the first news Jiang Yifei found out, and it had already been sent to Jiang Hao before.

"The date of death is December 2002, 12." It happened to be the day Jiang Hao was born.A car accident left behind a fetus that was about to be full-term, but took him away