Before the hot pot was finished, Nanyang received a call. Mei Zhongli's call.
Nanyang looked at the name of the caller, put down the tableware, got up and walked to the side to pick it up.
"Old Ancestor, are you bothering you?" Mei Zhongli's voice sounded very tired, "I'm sorry, I know it's dinner time, maybe you are..."
"It's okay, what's wrong?"
"We didn't intend to let you know, but... A Zhen he..." Mei Zhongli sighed heavily, "He is critically ill."
"… what?"
"Azhen has always been sick. I didn't tell you before. We all thought it would get better, but these days... He has been diagnosed with terminal cancer. He was the youngest of the three of us. Who would have guessed... Alas... … He may not be able to take care of you anymore. You fell ill yesterday, and he felt guilty for not being able to come to the hospital bed for a long time. After careful consideration, he decided to pass on the responsibility of guarding you to him while he is still awake. the next generation.”
"Okay." Nanyang agreed succinctly, "Give me his hospital address and I'll go over there."
"Okay, it just so happens that the heir selected by him is also in that hospital. You can meet her and get to know her." Mei Zhongli said with emotion, "You will be guarded by her for the next few decades."
"Well. Thank you for your hard work."
"It's nothing for us. After all, you have gone through more than three thousand years. Seeing that your obsession is about to be fulfilled, we always have to do this last thing."
From beginning to end, Nanyang couldn't bear to interrupt the inheritance of their beliefs. Fortunately, this is the 99th generation of Qinghuan. When she thinks of herself, she will start to grow old like a normal person. After a hundred years of her, these unnecessary inheritances will no longer need to be carried out.
Hanging up the phone, Nanyang went back to the dinner table. Several people at the table blushed and poured milk tea into their mouths.
"Xu Xue," Nan Yang took a sip of his milk tea, with no expression on his face, "Let's go after dinner."
As soon as the voice fell, several people at the table stopped.
Zhu Qinghuan and Xiaoye looked at Nanyang in surprise. Sun Xuxue asked their doubts for them: "Why do you want to leave suddenly? Where are you going?"
"Go back." Nanyang spit out two words lightly.
"Why... why go back suddenly?" Zhu Qinghuan frowned.
"This time I came here to visit the class originally." Nanyang put down the milk tea and took out a tissue, "Xiaotian Entertainment asked me to come and cooperate with the hype, and now the effect has come out, and if I stay for too long, I will be criticized. something."
"What's the matter?" Sun Xuxue blinked her innocent eyes.
Nanyang looked at her and lowered his voice a little: "You don't know what?"
Sun Xuxue was stunned for a moment. After a while, she realized what her grandfather had told her, "Oh-ah, yes, yes, yes, there is something else to do, then... Then I... do you drive back or take a plane?"
"Airplane, the nearest flight, book your ticket now."
"it is good."
Sun Xuxue went to make arrangements immediately.
After drinking the last bit of milk tea, Nanyang got up and took Sun Xuxue to the airport. When she put on her coat and was about to leave, both Cheng and Xiaoye said goodbye to her briefly tomorrow night, and Zhu Qinghuan said nothing.
Nanyang loaded up the car keys, and after ten steps, she suddenly felt someone gently pull on the corner of her clothes.
She turned around and saw Qing Huan pulling her fingers on the corner of her clothes, subconsciously wanting to touch it, but she couldn't raise her hand. The tail of the eyebrows pressed down, and asked in a low voice: "...What's the matter?"
"Are you angry with me before you left?" Zhu Qinghuan pursed her lips, and there was a tooth mark on her lower lip, "...because I just said that to you, so you... "
"No, it's really something." Nan Yang explained succinctly.
But what is the matter, she can't tell Qing Huanming, Liu Zhen and the others will always be unclear, and she herself is not a liar. Even though she knew that this would make Qing Huan feel a ridge in her heart, she couldn't help but reveal her identity rashly before Qing Huan regained her memory.
She can't tell her directly, I am an ancient man more than 3,000 years ago, the people who follow me are all my disciples, and you are also my disciple, but I let you die under my sword, not only did I I killed you, and I also killed your mother, your father, and your entire clan. And I'm coming to you now, just because I still want to reconnect with you.
Any normal person who hears this kind of thing will probably have to call the police.
"Then..." Zhu Qinghuan looked down at the ground, loosened the corner of Nanyang's clothes, and said in a softer voice, "When will you be back?"
Nanyang took out the key of his Audi A4L from his pocket and put it in Qinghuan's hand, "I don't take my things away from the hotel, and I'll drive my car for you first. I can't tell the exact time. , try to come back as early as possible."
There is still one month left until the new year.
Nanyang paused and asked again, "During the New Year, do you go to the Spring Festival Gala?"
Zhu Qinghuan was silent for a while, and then replied, "I got an invitation. But... If you come back, I won't be there. I will celebrate the New Year with you in the crew."
"I see."
Nanyang nodded.
Zhu Qinghuan hesitantly took out two pieces of Sochakin tequila chocolate from his pocket, instead of stuffing them into Nanyang's hands, they put them directly into her coat pocket, "This... I wanted to give it to you at night. Eat. You don't eat it right away, you eat it after the plane lands, okay?"
"Okay." Nanyang agreed in a low voice.
"Boss Nan, if you don't take the plane, it will be late." Sun Xuxue couldn't help but interrupt.
"Let's go." Qing Huan took a step back and smiled gently towards Nanyang.
Nanyang gave her a deep look, said goodbye, and left in a hurry with Sun Xuxue.
Xiaoye watched Zhu Qinghuan standing there, watching her staring at Nanyang's back, standing there for a long, long time.
She thought that after Nanyang disappeared from sight, Zhu Qinghuan would sit down and continue eating, but she didn't. Long after Nanyang left, she still stood there, motionless, as if she was greedy for the air that Nanyang had breathed.
She was very reluctant.
Just looking at her back, Xiaoye can feel her heartfelt reluctance.
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When Nanyang and Sun Xuxue arrived at the city hospital, it was already six o'clock in the afternoon.
Liu Zhen was placed in the advanced inpatient department, a separate ward. When Nanyang entered, he was eating, and when he saw the old ancestor coming, he immediately wanted to get up.
"Sit down, A Zhen." Nanyang sat down on the stool beside the hospital bed. "Are you feeling better?"
Liu Zhen subconsciously wanted to say "yes", but when the words came to his mouth, only bitterness remained in his eyes.
"I... I'm afraid it won't get better."
"… "
Nanyang's eyes sank slightly.
"I'm sorry, Old Ancestor, the days I've been guarding by your side... Only in these short forty years, I haven't had time to see you truly get what you want..." There was a choked sob in the old voice.
Forty years ago, Liu Zhen was only six years old.
Six-year-old Liu Zhen didn't know that there was a guardian, and he never knew who Nan Yang was. On his sixth birthday, he secretly ran out to get the cake, but got lost on the road. Standing alone at the intersection, he was so frightened that he burst into tears. Suddenly, such a cold woman in a white shirt walked in front of him and touched touched his head.
She asked, did you find your home
Liu Zhen cried and nodded, saying, "Sister, please help me."
She said, well, you follow me, and I will help you find your mother.
This cold woman in a white shirt walked in front, he followed behind her, and his little finger pulled the corner of her clothes. When she walked in front of a small vendor, she suddenly stopped, paid for two bunches of candied haws, and handed the other to him.
She bit the candied fruit and asked, is the candied fruit delicious
With his mouth full, he nodded sharply.
She said, don't cry, okay
He nodded again.
After he finished eating the candied haws in his hand, he asked, sister, can you buy me another bunch
But it was far away from the stall by then. The cold woman in a white shirt said it patiently, and took him to look for it on the street again and again. Later, he couldn't remember some details at that time, and he didn't even remember whether they found another string of candied haws that day, but he would always remember the hem of her shirt blown by the breeze, like a pure and soft white cloud, The warmest reflection was cast in the young world.
He said, sister, when I grow up, can you marry me
She didn't speak, just looked at the immature little boy in front of her, and couldn't help bending her eyebrows.
Since then, Liu Zhen likes to see Nan Yang's eyebrows raised the most. Because she never smiles, when she finds it interesting, she only makes her eyes crescent-like, so restrained and gentle. He thinks she is the most beautiful person in the world. Although she doesn't like to talk or laugh, she is so kind to every weak person, especially to weak children. He wanted to follow her, be with her for the rest of his life.
He thought, maybe the legendary "Qing Huan" fell in love with Nanyang like this.
It's a pity that he can't send her to the end in this life.
"Old Ancestor, I'd like to trouble you for another trip. I know you're visiting the girl Zhu Zhu, but I didn't want to..." A tear fell from the corner of Liu Zhen's wrinkled eyes.
"Azhen, don't think too much." Nanyang interrupted him lightly and whispered, "Don't worry, I will accompany you."
Liu Zhen understood what Nan Yang meant, and she would accompany him through the last part of the road.
Liu Zhen couldn't help sobbing and wept. Hearing this sentence, he seemed to be back when he was six years old. He was still the helpless little boy, and the woman with the same appearance in front of him was his only belief. She is still the same as before, the same beauty, the same kindness, and the same will give him the greatest patience and kindness.
Nanyang comforted him softly, Liu Zhen calmed down slowly, and chatted with Nanyang slowly about the past.
After a while, Liu Zhen glanced at his mobile phone, his eyes lit up, and said, "Old Ancestor, my descendant has come and said that he is in the corridor outside now, look..."
"Then I'll go out and see you, you lie down."
Nanyang stood up, covered Liu Zhen with a quilt, and then walked out of the ward.
She closed the door carefully, and while her fingers were still on the doorknob, a familiar female voice suddenly came from behind her:
"Nanyang."
Nan Yang's body shook violently.
The posterior molars clenched slowly.
Yes…
is her.
How could it be her
"Why, long time no see," Jiang Banxia was behind her, with a sinister smile on the corner of her lips, "My ancestor, are you unhappy?"
His fingertips gripped the doorknob tightly, already pale.
"Why did you leave without saying goodbye? I've been looking for you for a long time," Jiang Banxia chuckled in her ear, "I gave up so much thought to find you and become your guardian, do you want to thank me for my loyalty? what?"
"Thank you?" Nan Yang's eyes were frozen, and he sneered, "Thank you for imprisoning me in Australia for six years?"