Shen Bozong leaned against the head of the bed, half turned his body and raised his head to smile at Shen Qi.
A smile reached his eyes.
Shen Qi saw more of his expression.
Always just smile softly at yourself.
When his mother was still around, he would have been fooled, he would have regarded him as a hero in his heart, but not now.
He sneered, and withdrew the hand that was stretched out to stop Shen Bozong, his eyes swept across Shen Bozong's hypocritical face, landed on the water glass in his hand, and pulled the corner of his lower lip, revealing an almost mocking smile: "If you want to drink, I won't stop you."
He was really dizzy, and was deceived by Shen Bozong's miserable appearance, and even gave birth to caring about him.
Shen Bozong's smile froze.
The hand holding the water glass seemed to feel the temperature and began to tremble, and the mist rising from the water glass fascinated his eyes.
"I... I drink." Shen Bozong took a sip of hot water.
Shen Qi hummed and did not stop.
He doesn't have the patience to play the drama of filial piety with Shen Bozong here.
Although he is already his last blood relative, his affection for him has long since been exhausted.
But Shen Bozong still raised his eyelids to peek at Shen Qi.
Shen Qi noticed it, frowned slightly, and walked directly to the window, where the moon and the little stars were reflected.
Shen Bozong drank the water in small sips, then turned to look at Shen Qi's back.
He has grown up and is no longer a little boy at the mercy of others.
"My mother's business, is it the person you're looking for?" Shen Qi broke the dull atmosphere in the ward and spoke.
The sound was not very loud, and it was as calm as usual.
It's not like talking to Shen Bozong every time on the phone, mixed with disgust and anger.
Shen Bozong withdrew his gaze, rubbing his hands on the quilt, before he hummed for a long time.
"I... Then you can't compete. Professional players are not allowed to have a history of mental illness, so you can come back to inherit the family business, come back to accompany me, you see I have done so much for you, how can you not watch it At a glance, right, you…”
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Shen Qi's laughter.
This laugh was too light.
But Shen Bozong heard it.
If possible, he would rather he didn't hear it, and he would rather not be awake for a while.
"Shen Bozong." Shen Qi turned around, leaned against the wall, lowered his head to look at him, quite condescending, without a trace of pity in his eyes: "Do you know why I came to see you?"
Shen Bozong had a look of joy on his face, and opened his mouth to speak.
Shen Qi didn't give him a chance: "I want to see if you are not happy here. If you are not doing well, I will feel at ease."
"Since my mother died, you are no longer my father. I also need to remind you that your family business is gone. The current owner of Shen Media is Fu Zhen."
This was also what Duan Rong found out before he came.
Shen Qi was only a little surprised.
Then it became clear.
Before he knew it, someone slowly took care of the road behind him.
I just didn't expect that Shen Bozong would still be able to get in touch with the outside world.
The professional sunspot received a larger sum of money and recruited the person who asked him to publish the information to come from this hospital.
is a nurse in this hospital.
"Impossible! That's my family business! It's the world I made for you!" Shen Bozong seemed to be suddenly stimulated: "Don't lie to me! Qiqi, don't lie to dad, that's what dad wants to leave to you. Yes, don't be unhappy, Dad will give you more and better things, you can do whatever you want, as long as you come back obediently and accept all this obediently."
"What if I want my mother?" Shen Qi asked suddenly.
He stared straight at Shen Bozong like that, his face turned a little red, his hands were clutching the quilt tightly, the sleeves of the hospital gown were rolled up to the elbows, and the blue veins on his arms could be seen.
Shen Bozong smiled, his eyebrows and eyes curved, as if he liked this question very much, and said softly: "I found it for you, look at Su Ya, how similar she is to your mother, exactly the same eyebrows and eyes, even when she laughs, they are so similar, She's so gentle, and her personalities are too similar, she must have been sent to find us by your mother who thought we were too lonely."
His tone was too gentle.
Shen Qi felt a chill.
"You're crazy."
He walked to Shen Bozong's hospital bed in two steps and grabbed onto Shen Bozong's collar. The emotion he had endured for so long was forced clean by this lunatic Shen Bozong at this moment.
"She's not Qi Wanyun, and you don't deserve to ruin other people's feelings for you!"
"Shen Bozong, I will never recognize you as a father in the future, never in my life."
"From now on, you should remember every day and night how my mother died and what you did. Everything you did makes me feel sick, not proud."
His right hand tightly grasped Shen Bozong's neckline, Shen Bozong didn't mean to struggle at all, but he didn't seem to hear what Shen Qi said, just stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to grab Shen Qi's wrist.
Even the godless eyes suddenly had a light.
Shen Qi sensed his intention, let go of his hand, and took two steps back.
His eyes were a little red.
She turned her face away, unwilling to see him again.
Shen Bozong lost his mind for a moment, and seemed very sorry.
He took two breaths before speaking: "I... I just want you not to be as tired as me in the future... "
Shen Qi laughed sarcastically: "I don't need anything from you, and..."
He leaned up again and helped Shen Bozong straighten the neckline that he had just messed up: "Those things are gone, you have nothing."
"I will help you go through the transfer procedures and let you go back to your home country to a place where there are few people. If you don't die early, then you will spend the rest of your life there."
That is, "house arrest" in the popular sense.
After saying this, Shen Qi stepped back again.
He didn't want to get too close to Shen Bozong.
The connection of blood relatives makes him unable to breathe normally now.
Shen Bozong reacted for a few seconds.
Suddenly cried.
He didn't cry quietly, grabbed the quilt, and threw the pillow with all his strength, but didn't throw it on Shen Qi's body: "Impossible, how can it be gone, it's yours, it's my son's thing, How could they take it away... They are bad people... My son... Xixi, it's my dad who's sorry for you, my dad didn't like your things... "
Shen Qi turned his back and listened to him talking intermittently, listening to his choked cry, the position of his heart seemed to be blocked by something.
"You didn't forgive me."
He didn't care about those past injuries.
"You're sorry, only Qi Wanyun is alone."
Shen Qi could never understand why Shen Bozong went crazy because of Qi Wanyun's death, but he could cheat frequently after Qi Wanyun was pregnant and gave birth.
But he didn't want to understand either.
The door to the ward blocked the cries in the room.
"I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop." Su Ya lowered her head and wiped away her tears carefully.
Shen Qi glanced at her and turned her head: "It's okay."
He was silent for a moment: "Will you be with him?"
Su Ya knew what Shen Qi was asking, and nodded without hesitation.
Shen Qi was not surprised by her answer.
Force yourself to smile.
"goodbye."
he said softly.
Su Ya looked at Shen Qi's back, and the light pulled his back very long.
She leaned against the door of the ward, crying silently.
From the moment he was rescued by Shen Bozong, it was probably doomed.
When I was young, I never longed for love, but when I was older, I never hesitated to fall in love with someone who didn't love me.
Fortunately, she is a non-marriageist and will never get married and have children in her life, and she is willing to accompany Shen Bozong to grow old with him.
After crying for a while, Su Ya wiped away her tears again and entered the ward as if nothing was wrong.
"Bozong, don't cry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have been out for so long, what do you want, I'll help you prepare..."
…
The wind is cool at night.
When Shen Qi came out, his face was smeared by the wind, and he shrank his neck coldly.
The original red eyes didn't know if something had entered, and they became sour, and even the tip of the nose began to turn red and sour.
He clicked his tongue and looked up at the sky.
Instead of going out directly to find someone to meet him, he sat on the steps of the door and let the wind blow for a while to calm down.
Putting his hands on his forehead, Shen Qi laughed.
The corners of his mouth tasted cool.
Maybe it was too cold, and my body was shaking.
But can't control it.
He didn't want to be sorry.
The person who needed that sentence was Qi Wanyun, but even if Shen Bozong said it, it was useless.
Mental illness is probably the punishment for Shen Bozong.
He was already prepared to never look at Shen Bozong again, but Shen Bozong wanted to force him with Qi Wanyun's death.
It's all good, Shen Bozong knows that if this incident breaks out, Shen Qi will go to him.
He also knew that this would end.
He just wanted to see himself.
Shen Qi laughed again, but there was some crying in his laughter.
Just a minute later, the suppressed voice was interrupted.
Shen Qi was covered with a long coat.
The familiar smell penetrated into the nostrils at once.
Shen Qi was stunned for a while, then turned around without hesitation and hugged each other's legs.
No more crying, just snot and tears rubbing against each other's legs.
Fu Mingyuan, who was about to squat down to hug the opponent, froze in midair. After a while, he raised his hand and rubbed the top of Shen Qi's head, his voice hoarse: "Don't cry."
Shen Qi sniffed: "How could I cry, brother, why are you here?"
Fu Mingyuan frowned: "Did you catch a cold?"
Shen Qi was still wearing short sleeves and was sitting at the door again. He didn't know how long Shen Qi had been sitting here, but when he came in, he saw a young man who was usually flamboyant, but now he was alone. The lights at the entrance of the inpatient department reflected the young man. The figure became more and more lonely.
Shen Qi shook his head, rubbed Fu Mingyuan's leg again, and rubbed his nose.
When leaving, the other party's trouser legs were wet.
He stood up, lowered his head to look at Fu Mingyuan's face, hooked the corners of his lips, and reached out to smooth his frown: "Kiss, brother~"
…
Shen Qi and Fu Mingyuan returned to the hotel where Fu Mingyuan was staying.
At the entrance of the hotel, I met Du Jing who was waiting for the two of them to come. Du Jing looked thankful.
"You two are really ancestors. Don't you know that when you turn off your phone, this guy's face is as black as Bao Zheng..."
Fu Mingyuan glanced at him quietly.
Du Jing shut his mouth, glanced at Shen Qi's red eyes and ears again, touched his nose, yawned, silently greeted him, and went back to sleep.
I worked for a day today, and as soon as I opened Weibo, I saw that the hot search was a large letter from a lawyer sent by Qi's, which scared him so cleverly, and immediately told Fu Mingyuan.
But Shen Qi couldn't get through on the phone again, and Fu Mingyuan contacted Duan Rong to know where Shen Qi was going.
After returning to the room, Fu Mingyuan asked Shen Qi to take a bath first.
When he came back, he was always worried. He was afraid that Shen Qi would catch a cold. He would have a game in a few days.
While Shen Qi was taking a bath, he went to boil ginger water again.