Before My Withering

Chapter 35

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I found Xiao Fei's lawyer. Fortunately, he has a stable job these years and has been working for the same law firm.

I learned from the lawyer that Xiao Fei's will was written by himself, and the relevant legal documents are backed up. After reading it, I didn't find any problems.

So I asked again, did Xiao Fei mention the matter of the more than one hundred letters, and the lawyer definitely said no, and said that letters and other things would not be specially notarized for property.

I couldn't ask anything else from the lawyer, so I had to take the letter and the will for handwriting identification.

While waiting for the result, I made an appointment with Wen Yan.

I forgot to ask what he said to Zhou Chen that day, but now that I think about it again, I always feel that something is wrong.

However, Wen Yan's attitude was very vague, obviously he didn't want to lie to me, but also didn't want to tell me the truth.

"Actually, there are many things that can be traced. Even if I don't tell you, you will always understand." He said, "Before I saw how Zhou Chen got along with you, I always thought he was the hottest outsider and the coldest inside." That kind of person."

Hot outside and cold inside? Indeed, I also felt the same way when we first met.

"He is very polite and kind to everyone, but he maintains a very delicate boundary, making it impossible for people to go any further." Wen Yan said slowly while thinking, "Let's take the liberty to say that before this, I I always think that he is cold-blooded, which is different from Qi Shu's cold-bloodedness, Qi Shu will get angry and have mood swings, but he will not."

"Zhou Chen... cold-blooded...?" I can't quite accept these two words.

"Yes, so I was surprised when he cared about your studies, because he never meddles in other people's business." Wen Yan looked at me and smiled, "Now I know, his cold-bloodedness is only for unimportant people like us .”

These words did not dispel my doubts, but made me even more suspicious, "Why... what is special about me?"

Wen Yan didn't seem too sure, he shook his head and said, "I don't know either... Oh yes, I have one more thing in mind."

"what?"

"I asked Zhou Chen about his plans before going abroad, and he said he would stay in China. But not long after, he also went abroad suddenly. Thinking about it now, it seems that it was not long after you and Qi Shu were together."

I could hear that Wen Yan was implying that this incident might have something to do with me.

But still the question - why

Wen Yan said he didn't know about other things, he and Zhou Chen were not familiar enough to inquire about each other's private affairs.

The whole day passed, and the only thing I could confirm was that Zhou Shen knew me early, but I didn't know him.

In the evening, Zhou Chen called me as usual and asked me what I did today. I faltered and said that I went out to eat with Wen Yan, but he didn't ask much.

I noticed that he was not in high spirits and seemed a little tired, but I hung up the phone in a hurry after saying too many mistakes.

The next day I went to get the handwriting identification report. Sure enough, the will and the letter were not written by the same person.

After getting the answer, I suddenly didn't know what to do next.

I don't think I'm a smart person, and my logic is poor. To find out this matter in an orderly manner in the past two days is already a great supernatural performance.

But it's strange, so far I haven't felt any fear of Zhou Chen, even though this incident seems very unimaginable.

I made a list.

Ten years ago, when I was twelve and Zhou Chen was twenty-one, he imitated Xiao Fei's handwriting and wrote 112 letters to me.

Six years ago, when I was sixteen and Zhou Chen was twenty-five, he met me in a coffee shop and asked Wen Yan to help me with my lessons.

Four years ago, when I was eighteen and Zhou Chen was twenty-seven, he learned about Qi Shu and me and chose to go abroad. (This question is doubtful)

Half a year ago, I was twenty-two years old and Zhou Chen was thirty-one years old. When I almost lost my life because of Qi Shu, he appeared in front of me and saved me.

If the encounter this year was not an accident, how many other things did he do that I don't know

For the first time, I felt distressed because I was too stupid. The truth was clearly in front of me, but I couldn't grasp it.

Zhou Chen is nine years older than me. When he was an adult, I was still a primary school student who knew nothing. How could he know me

wait, nine years old...

"One day when I was nine years old... For a long time after that, I felt that people all over the world were lying to me, and I even fell ill with an inexplicable serious illness because of my poor spirit."

"During the time I was sick, I met some people and some things in the hospital, which changed my view."

nine years old. Get ill. Hospital.

... I don't seem to be that stupid.

It is not difficult to know which hospital Xiao Fei lived in when she was pregnant, but it is difficult to investigate Zhou Chen. I changed my mind and asked Mr. Housekeeper if he knew the hospital where I had the operation. He told me the address, and it was indeed the same hospital as Xiao Fei.

I asked my husband if he would go to this hospital if he was sick. The housekeeper replied yes. The environment, facilities and privacy of this hospital are very good. My husband used to go here when he had any headaches since he was a child.

I can probably be sure.

The "some people" that Zhou Chen mentioned was probably Xiao Fei.

I thought the first time the two of us met was at the hospital, and it was.

— More than twenty years ago, when I was still an embryo.

I was suddenly very glad that Zhou Chen was on a business trip at this time. If he was on the opposite side, how should I ask him about it

Or maybe I should pretend I don't know, there must be a reason why he didn't say anything, and it's been so long, if there are any bad memories in it, if I take the liberty to ask, it may embarrass him.

But if you don't ask, firstly, my acting skills are too bad, and secondly, my curiosity is too strong, so sooner or later I will have to give up.

Help. I'm going to be tangled up.

Worrying and worrying all day, I inevitably fell into anxiety and restlessness when night fell.

In the past, Zhou Chen would talk with me at this time, and read to me before going to bed to calm my emotions. Now that he's gone, I'm just wandering around the house like a lost antelope.

I gradually became restless and depressed.

The inexplicable self-pity engulfed me again, and I began to reflect on the details of my relationship with Zhou Chen. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I was not doing well anywhere.

If he approaches me, takes care of me, and treats me well out of gratitude for the old man, then the love he talks about is not real love.

When he sees this clearly, he will definitely not like me anymore.

—I will be abandoned again.

When I realized that I had such thoughts, I knew I was in danger.

There is only support and abandonment. In my heart, I have unconsciously regarded Zhou Chen as my belonging.

This is not a good sign.

What's more dangerous is that I knew this clearly, so I pushed open the door of Zhou Chen's room.

—If he's not here, it's okay for me to borrow a little scent, right

Although I am always firm enough and weak enough, I let myself depend on myself.

But at least this time, I was sober and sinking.

Zhou Chen's bed was a bit bigger than mine, and when I lay down and got into his quilt, all the anxiety in my heart disappeared miraculously, as if he was by my side.

I thought badly, he must have deliberately used gentle means to trap me, making me unable to leave him.

It was all his fault, how could he call tame love.

He fell asleep in a daze, only to be awakened by sudden heart palpitations in the middle of the night. I subconsciously opened the bedside drawer to find the medicine, but I didn't find the familiar medicine bottle.

It was only when I turned on the light that I realized that this was not my room.

The drawer was open, and inside was a thick book-like thing with two discs on it.

The principle tells me that it is impolite to tamper with other people's things, but seeing the label on the disc, I still couldn't help picking it up.

The label is simple, a small fish drawn with a pen.

little fish...

I hesitated for a moment before inserting the disc into the projector. It would be too embarrassing if it was an adult video collected by Zhou Chen.

Fortunately not.

The screen went dark for a few seconds, and a not-so-big stage appeared. The host announced:

"Next, please enjoy the cello solo, "Hebrew Vespers" brought by Xiao Yu from Class 9, Grade 3."

Class nine, grade three? I remembered, this was my graduation parade in middle school.

Sure enough, the curtain opened, and I saw myself at the age of fifteen, with a much more immature face than now, with a serious expression, and with a little baby fat, it was indescribably funny.

The video is kept by the school for archiving, and the definition is very high. Occasionally, the camera sweeps across the auditorium, and I suddenly see a familiar face.

Stepping back to pause, it was Zhou Shen.

His appearance in his twenties is very different from what he is now, with bright eyes and a bit of a student look, reminiscent of the school grass that is posted on the front page of the forum every day in college.

Sitting in the front row, Zhou Chen looked at me on the stage with a smile, his eyes full of brotherly comfort and approval.

After these two days, I'm no longer surprised that he went to my graduation performance.

The video continued to play, and the next one was my high school graduation party. The time span spanned three years. In the picture, I grew taller, my hair grew, and my eyes seemed to grow bigger after the baby fat faded.

As expected, Zhou Chen reappeared in the front row of the auditorium. His appearance has also changed a lot, becoming mature and stable, with a meticulous suit and glasses.

This time, the way he looked at me was no longer so innocent. Instead, there was an inexplicable undercurrent surging. Just looking at each other across the screen made me feel my heart beating faster.

what happened…

I can't seem to lie to myself.

A look from nowhere is worth a thousand words.

There are only two videos on the first disc, and the next one is still me on the screen—every competition and concert I have participated in since I started learning the cello is here.

This time Zhou Chen did not appear in the video because he shot the video.

I seemed to hear his voice again.

"Stop loving him."

"I'll live one day longer than you."

"In the vast sea of people, there is one person who belongs to you."

"Love is not about compassion, nor about possession."

"Maybe it doesn't make sense to you, but I love you."

I thought no one loved me.

I thought the road was barren, and I always walked alone.

I thought that all encounters in the world are for the end, the curtain is closed, and we will meet again by fate.

It turned out to be just what I thought.

After the curtain ended, someone was waiting for me.

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