After the family was reborn, I went to the peak of my life

If the summer heat of the dog days had any substance, Xie Yunshu went out under the scorching sun.

There are two stations in Haibin City. The South Station is a short-distance station that travels between various counties and towns. The North Station is a long-distance station that crosses cities and provinces. Yi Lingling came from Shanghai and settled at the North Station.

Xie Yunshu stood on the bus platform with his palms resting on his forehead, the hot|spicy|hot sun made him almost unable to open his eyes.

A taxi stopped in front of him, and the driver poked his head out and asked him, "Where are you going?"

Xie Yunshu was used to speaking Mandarin, and asked, "Do you want to go to the North Bus Station?"

The driver also said in crappy Mandarin: "No meter, 20 yuan!"

Xie Yunshu laughed and cursed in dialect.

The North Railway Station is not far from here, and it only costs ten yuan to play the watch.

The driver said "Day": "You are a local, what Mandarin do the locals speak, it's [-] o'clock!" He stepped on the gas pedal resentfully and left.

As soon as the taxi left, another black car slowly approached.

The window of the driver's seat was lowered, and a man in his 30s asked kindly, "Brother, do you want to use the car?"

Xie Yunshu glanced at the car logo with four circles on the steering wheel, and asked, "North Bus Station, what's the price?"

The man has a crop-shaved head, straight eyebrows, tight muscles under the white short-sleeved shirt, a pair of sharp eyes shining like a leopard, and his whole body is full of fierceness. He smiled: "Just look at it."

Xie Yunshu raised his eyebrows, opened the co-pilot's door and sat in.

Drivers of this kind of leadership special vehicles are generally more conscientious in taking private jobs. Anyway, their gas money and maintenance fees are not their own, and what they run is what they earn.

People who drive are more talkative, and the driver brother is also a little familiar: "Little brother, go to the North Railway Station to catch the car, or pick someone up?"

"Pick up."

"Looking at you, you're still a student, right?"

"Well, it's the second year of high school."

"You look like a college student," the driver said with a smile. "It doesn't mean you are mature, but your temperament is a bit stable, very stable, not like this age."

Xie Yunshu also smiled and said, "Brother, you look like you have been a soldier?"

"Yo, you look so good!" The driver turned the steering wheel and turned a corner, "I served as a soldier for eight years."

Xie Yunshu took a closer look at him: "Brother's accent sounds like he's from the north?"

"I was a soldier in Yanjing before," the driver admitted generously, and then asked Xie Yunshu, "I noticed that you also seem to have a bit of an accent, have you been to Yanjing?"

Xie Yunshu's smile faded slightly, and he turned his face out of the window: "...never been there."

The driver didn't know why this kind-hearted young man suddenly had a sense of distance, but the passenger acted as if he didn't want to talk anymore, so he had no choice but to keep silent.

The magnolias on both sides of the road backed away quickly, and the strong heat seemed to seep through the car windows and permeate into the compartment, and the silent atmosphere intensified the feeling of suffocation.

"Listen to music?" the driver asked.

Xie Yunshu nodded: "Yes."

The driver turned on the car player, and a hoarse female voice came out: "I'm floating, you're shaking, rootless weeds, when I wake up from the dream and the sky is sunny, how can I be so ethereal..."①

Xie Yunshu trembled slightly as if being stung by something, a nerve in his mind was pulled and throbbed.

Until getting out of the car, the female singer's lazy singing voice was still lingering in Xie Yunshu's ears.

The hoarse tone passes through time, and the annual rings are rolling, sealing all the ambiguities and sighs in the distant past life again.

----

"Master, I sent him to the North Railway Station."

Chen Chuan saw Xie Yunshu waiting on the zebra crossing through the car window. The young man had his hands in his pockets and his head was slightly lowered, thinking about something. Even with the harsh eyes of a soldier, his back was straight enough, and his slender figure Coated with a layer of warm light by the sun, it is as handsome and straight as a new poplar.

When a car passed by him, the horn suddenly honked, and he was startled. He raised his head suddenly, and gestured with his middle finger sullenly. If this gesture happened to others, it would definitely appear rude and angry, but it was done by him. , but don't have a kind of unrestrained and free and easy.

The green light on the sidewalk turned on, he quickly crossed the road, and soon disappeared from Chen Chuan's sight.

Chen Chuan was transferred from Yanjing to the beach thousands of miles away by the old chief to protect the young master, but his own master sent him out to follow a boy who was about the same age as the young master.

Although this instruction is very strange, but he only needs to complete the task.

Chen Chuan recounted everything Xie Yunshu said after he got in the car and all his actions after he got off the car. Although he was good at observing words and expressions, some subjective things, such as Xie Yunshu's expression and emotional changes, he did not understand. It may be incorporated into the report.

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Xingzhi was in a luxuriously decorated and well-equipped private hospital ward. He stood by the window in a blue and white plaid hospital gown. After listening to Chen Chuan's report, he gave a light "um" and exhorted. : "Don't follow him all the time, just give him a hand when you need it, just let him...it's convenient."

Chen Chuan: "I understand, young master."

"That's it, let me know in time."

"Yes."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Xingzhi sat on the bed, put on his earphones, and closed his eyes slightly.

Sunlight came in from the window and fell on Jiang Xingzhi's eyelashes, which were even more dense and long when they were tightly closed. The black hair tips and deep eyebrows made his face cold and calm.

The only song on the Ipod, "Swaying", played a prelude slowly, the melody brought back the memory, and the memory carried the melody, fluttering and swaying, rushing towards the face.

It was also a scorching summer afternoon, Yanjing's broad roads were flat, cars were speeding, and the handsome and comfortable faces of young people were reflected in the rear window of the car.

Xie Yunshu was wearing earphones, his head shook slightly, and his fingers resting on his knees flicked unconsciously, with a look of ecstasy.

"What are you listening to?" Jiang Xingzhi reached out and took off one of Xie Yunshu's earphones. His fingers were cold, and Xie Yunshu's ear was warm. When he touched it, Xie Yunshu was slightly startled.

"So engrossed," Jiang Xingzhi stuffed the earphones into his ears, "What song is this?"

"It's an old song," Xie Yunshu said, "it's called "Floating"."

Jiang Xingzhi listened attentively to a few words, and smiled, "It's like a song about broken love." The corner of his mouth twitched, and he glanced at Xie Yunshu's player, teasingly, "You still play the single on repeat."

That look was clearly filled with "Oh~~~~~~~~~" as if suddenly realized.

"No, it's not," Xie Yunshu blushed a little, he was confused when explaining, and the person who was always articulate stuttered a little at the moment, "This song is not just about feelings, it also has, and also..."

"What else?" Jiang Xingzhi is not a person who is easy to ask questions, but he has an inexplicable closeness to Xie Yunshu, the special assistant he chose.

Xie Yunshu pursed his lips, with a struggling expression on his face, and after a while he seemed to have made up his mind and said, "I failed the interview when I was looking for my first job in Yangcheng, and I happened to hear this while sitting on the bus. The song... is the lyrics, I float, you float, you shake, rootless weeds... When I heard it, I felt very, very..."

Xie Yunshu bit his lip and thought about the words for a long time, and finally his eyes lit up: "I feel like I hit my heart, my soul! Yes! It's the same feeling of resonance! Can you understand? I, I... President Jiang, you... ...can you stop laughing like that?"

Although Gaoling Zhihua's smile was pleasing to the eye, Xie Yunshu's self-esteem was hurt by such bright teasing.

"Okay, don't laugh," Jiang Xingzhi tried his best to restrain his expression. He listened for a while, and the smile in his eyes surged again, like a shallow lake, rippling in the sun, he Said, "I still think it's like a girl who lost her love, singing very sadly."

"That's not exactly the case," Xie Yunshu explained earnestly, "There is an interpretation to this story. It tells the story of two people who never thought they would be together, but love came quietly. When they realized this feeling But they don’t know how to face and get along with each other…”

Jiang Xingzhi turned his head slightly, covering half of his face with his palm, Xie Yunshu could see his Adam's apple vibrating slightly, and he couldn't stop laughing.

Jiang Xingzhi picked the special assistant out of more than 2 job applicants at a glance. He thought he had a calm and harmonious personality, but he didn't expect him to have such... such a cute side.

Xie Yunshu looked at Jiang Xingzhi speechlessly and helplessly for a while, and finally said as if giving up on himself: "Laugh, laugh, smile, ten years younger."

……

"Click", the lock on the ward door turned slightly, and Qiao Bing walked in.

Jiang Xingzhi took off his earphones, looked at the noble but sad woman with dark and clear eyes, and called, "Mom."

Qiao Bing put the handbag on the table at the door: "How do you feel today?"

Jiang Xingzhi smiled: "It's much better."

Qiao Bing tugged at the corner of her mouth lightly, she wanted to show herself a smile too, but that smile was forced no matter how you looked at it.

As the crown princess of the Qiaoyuan Group, the largest real estate company in Huaguo, Qiao Bing also has unknown sadness and sorrow. She had a failed marriage. The two families are a typical combination of government and business, and the birth of his son Jiang Xingzhi has deepened the close relationship between the two families.

During the marriage between Qiao Bing and Jiang Chengxun, the two families were intertwined and cooperated closely.

It's just that a marriage without feelings is fragile after all. Qiao Bing and Jiang Chengxun divorced six years ago. The two did not participate in the division of each other's property, but both parties agreed that they would not have other children.

Jiang Xingzhi must be the sole heir of Jiang Qiao's family to ensure that the interests of the two families are always bound together.

After the divorce, Qiao Bing kept the promise, but she never thought that Jiang Chengxun had an illegitimate child who was only one year younger than Jiang Xingzhi.

She just learned about this incident recently, and what made Qiao Bing even more thunderstruck than the exposure of Jiang Chengxun's illegitimate son was that the nanny and family doctor she hired for her only son Jiang Xingzhi were all arranged by Jiang Chengxun's lover. They have been tampering with Jiang Xingzhi's diet and medicine all the time. Jiang Xingzhi became weak and sick after ten years old, and it was all because of their joint efforts to kill him!

Qiao Bing sat by the bed and peeled an apple for Jiang Xingzhi.

"Wang Hui and Shen Xianming have already recognized them. They will come to see you with your grandfather after your grandfather is done. Dr. Lao said that they were afraid before and didn't dare to make it too obvious. Fortunately, you are picky eaters. There are many things that you don't like to eat. , and we discovered it early, as long as you take good care of it, your body will be healthy..."

Qiao Bing choked up and couldn't continue speaking, and handed the apple to Jiang Xingzhi: "Come, eat an apple."

Wang Hui is a culinary expert and a nutritionist. When Qiao Bing invited her, she was interested in her cooking skills. Who knew that Wang Hui used her professional knowledge of the properties of ingredients to murder Jiang Xingzhi.

Dried celery and black-bone chicken stewed with radish and corn are eaten together, which is debilitating.

Dried chestnuts in sauce are eaten together with tomato and beef stew, which will hurt the internal organs.

Mapo tofu and pork liver soup with spinach, heartburn.

Imperata root Sydney pig lung soup and conch slices in clear soup are eaten together, poisoning.

………………

Each of these dishes looks very ordinary, and eating them occasionally or in small amounts won’t do much harm, but if they are eaten for a long time, they will gradually erode people’s internal organs and destroy a person’s body like a frog boiled in warm water.

Qiao Bing's private doctor, Shen Xianming, had also been bribed long ago to cover up for Wang Hui when Jiang Xingzhi came to him for medical treatment again and again because of his physical discomfort.

If it wasn't for Jiang Xingzhi who accidentally discovered the tricks in it, this child would have been killed without anyone noticing it in the long run!

Qiao Bing's eyes were scarlet, she turned her back, her manicured nails dug deeply into her palm, her body was shaking uncontrollably, no matter how deep she took, she couldn't calm down.

. . . All the sins her son suffered were due to her negligence.

A pale and bony hand patted her shoulder lightly. Qiao Bing turned her head and met the young man's gentle and comforting eyes: "Mom, I'm fine."

In his last life, he didn't know that he had a problem with his diet until he was 24 years old. That's when he was truly terminally ill. Now it's still too late.

Qiao Bing held his hand, with regret and hatred in his expression: "I will definitely make Shi Qiuran pay the price!"

Jiang Xingzhi shook his head: "Wang Hui and Shen Xianming took all the blame for the crime. In my case, it can only be regarded as an attempted murder. Jiang Chengxun is protecting him again. I'm afraid Shi Qiuran won't be able to move this time."

Qiao Bing was taken aback by Jiang Xingzhi's indifferent "Jiang Chengxun".

Although she hated Jiang Chengxun now, Jiang Chengxun was Jiang Xingzhi's father after all. Before that, Jiang Xingzhi returned to Yan City every winter and summer vacation, and his father still fulfilled his responsibility to him.

But Qiao Bing soon felt relieved that Jiang Chengxun's kind of father would be better off dead.

Qiao Bing gritted her teeth and said decisively: "Your grandfather said, even if you lose the entire Qiao Yuan, we will never die with Shi Qiuran! What grandpa means is also what mother means."

Jiang Xingzhi said indifferently: "She is not worthy."

"Revenge, I will avenge myself," Jiang Xingzhi spoke slowly, his eyelids slightly lowered, and he smiled slowly, "There is another matter that is more urgent for me, and I need your help, Mom."

Jiang Xingzhi wanted the moon in the sky, and Qiao Bing wanted to take it off for him: "Tell me what it is."

"I'm going to transfer to Haibin Middle School."

……

The author has something to say:

①The song "Swaying", sung by Zhou Xun.

Due to the number of words on the list before V, it will be updated five days in the next week, from Friday to next Wednesday, at [-]:[-] noon every day.

Thank you for your likes and support!