The phone was vibrating constantly, He Bai parked the car, took out the phone, pressed the phone, and sent a text message.
He Bai: I parked the car at the airport hotel, and you will let Assistant Wang come over and drive away. Be careful not to lose your life, come to me after dealing with things, I have something to tell you.
After sending the phone, I put my phone in my pocket, got out of the car and walked into the hotel, opened the room, and fell asleep in a dizzy mind.
I slept very unsteadily this night, dreaming intermittently with dreams of incomprehensible content, and when I woke up, there was a sense of chaos that intertwined with time and space.
There were a lot of text messages from Di Qiuhe lying on the phone. He clicked and quickly scanned them, then raised his hand and held his forehead to exhale. After thinking about it, he sent another text message to Wang Hu and asked him to help bring the first section. Lesson book.
At eight o'clock in the morning, Wang Boyi appeared outside the door on time with breakfast and clean clothes.
"Thank you, wait a minute." He Bai took the clothes and went to the bathroom to change, and then asked Wang Boyi to sit down for breakfast and asked, "When did your boss leave last night?"
Wang Boyi sat opposite him with his back straight, and answered honestly, "Four o'clock in the morning."
He Bai paused with the soy milk in his hand, and his mood was even worse. He arrived at the hotel around two o'clock last night, that is to say, after he left, Di Qiuhe stayed at the airport for more than two hours before leaving
Suddenly he lost his appetite. He retracted his hand, remembering the dream that made his head explode last night, shook his head, and asked casually, "I heard that you were from Di Bian before? How long have you been with Di Bian?"
Wang Boyi did not expect that he would ask this. He was a little surprised that Di Shao had nothing to say to him, but he maintained a respectful and rigid appearance. Students, the imperial capital specially recruited after graduating from university, have been working in the branch before."
Seven or eight years, it was almost one-tenth of his life... He Bai nodded his head to express his understanding, and then hurriedly settled the breakfast, and asked Wang Boyi to send him to Q University and head straight to the classroom.
In the next few days, Di Qiuhe seemed to have evaporated, and there was no news.
There was no news about the imperial capital and the Qin family. The night a few days ago seemed to be just a dream.
Just when He Bai couldn't help but want to go to the hospital where Di Bian was located, a small newspaper came out and secretly broke the news, saying that the boss of the royal capital was so angry that he had thrown the company to the deputy Dong Zhen because of a quarrel with his wife. Guan, went on vacation.
This revelation was too unreliable and soon became the object of netizens ridicule. Not long after that, this revelation was suddenly deleted. Netizens speculated that this newspaper should have been educated by the emperor because of the rumor, so hurry up. Deleted the blog.
This joke was like a small rock hitting a puddle, and it quickly disappeared after splashing a little wave, but some netizens left in their minds that the Huangdu boss and the boss’s wife had a bad relationship, the boss The impression of not being in the imperial capital for the time being.
He Bai closed Weibo and guessed that the news should be a smoke bomb that Di Qiuhe had made, and looked at the SMS page that never responded, and dispelled the idea of going to the hospital—before everything is clear, he should choose Believe in Di Qiuhe instead of acting randomly.
Two more days later, Di Qiuhe finally called, his voice was a little dumb, and his speaking speed was very slow, "Puppy, the matter is solved, my dad is already sober, I can go back to filming."
He Bai, who was editing the film, released the mouse, took a look at the time, and asked, "Where are you?"
"Downstairs in your dormitory."
He Bai was taken aback, and hurriedly got up and got out of the dormitory.
Not seeing him for a few days, Di Qiuhe seemed to have lost weight, and there was an inexplicable smell in his eyebrows.
He Bai strode to him and stopped, looked at him up and down. After making sure that he had no missing arms or legs, he tightened his nerves for a few days and asked, "When did you come back? Is the matter finished? What is the result? ?"
Di Qiuhe's eyes turned slowly and settled on him, then he bowed slightly, aligned with his line of sight, and the corner of his mouth hooked, "Puppy, if I lose my identity as the Royal Capital Master, you are still willing to accompany me. ?"
He Bai frowned, raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his mouth, and said, "I don't make friends, but I don't have an identity. It's better if your identity as Master Di is gone. Don't laugh, it's ugly, what's the matter with you?" He was faintly disturbed, Di Qiuhe's state was very wrong, although he was smiling, his eyes were dark and unclear, as if there were many bad emotions hidden.
The corners of Di Qiuhe's mouth were rubbed flat, and his expression was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, his eyebrows curled up, and the corners of his mouth rose again. He stood up straight and stretched out his hand to him, "I don't think I have nothing but I can borrow my mobile phone."
He Bai furrowed his brows even more tightly. He took out his mobile phone and said in disgust, "What is nothing, is the identity of the emperor and youngest being yours? That life does not bring the broken identity that cannot be taken with you, you are rare. pass?"
Di Qiuhe paused when he picked up his mobile phone, and stopped for a few seconds, as if his dull brain was suddenly knocked open, the gloom between his eyebrows spread a little, he squeezed the phone and nodded, "Yes, I'm not rare... Puppy , Can I use your Weibo?" Even the tone was lighter.
"Yes." Seeing that his mood seemed to improve, He Bai put down a snack, then turned his head and looked around, raised his hand to hold the hand he was about to press on the phone, and said in a low voice, "This is not a place to talk, let's change our face. Cover it up. Fortunately, it's lunch break and no one is going in or out. Otherwise, your unconcealed appearance will definitely cause a commotion."
Di Qiuhe looked down at the overlapping palms of the two, slowly warming his cold heart, raised his hand to cover the lower half of his face, and said softly, "Then I will cover my face and only show you. "
A group of students just came out of the dormitory building. He Bai didn't even hear what he said. He turned around and dragged him towards the small road.
The two set up a private room in the tea bar outside the school. Di Qiuhe always held He Bai's phone, but didn't do anything.
He Bai poured him a cup of hot tea, and confirmed with a black face, "When Di Bian wakes up, will I drive you out?"
"Well, he gave me some money, and he was reluctant to tell me to get out early." Di Qiuhe put down his phone, picked up the tea cup, and added, "In fact, when he first woke up, his attitude towards me was still normal. Yes, Qin Li secretly met with him later, and his attitude became weird after that, let me leave as soon as possible."
He Bai remembered the content of the dream, and glanced sideways at Di Qiuhe's calm but depressed appearance, his heart seemed to be hanging on a wire, strangled and depressed. Although Di Qiuhe always sneered at Di Bian in his words, he was a father and son and grew up next to his father. How could there be no feelings? The content of the dream was too terrifying, Ruo Di Qiu Crane knows the truth...
"After he met Qin Li, he issued three orders: set up a subsidiary and move all the Qin family factions; divorced Qin Li, gave up Di Chunhua's custody, and let Di Xiasong replace Qin Li in the emperor. Du’s position; asked the lawyer to give me a lot of money and a bunch of real estate that I don’t need at all, and drove me back to Area D.” Di Qiuhe turned his teacup, looked at the tea, and said, “He sent me with money. Then he gave Di Xia Songquan to try to save the face of Qin Li's mother and daughter and the Qin family... He was hitting me in the face."
Wasn't it just hitting Di Qiuhe in the face? When Di Bian was in a coma, Di Qiuhe directly tore his face with the Qin family in order to protect him. When Di Bian woke up, he turned his head and generously let go of the person who had harmed him, and gave him a good comfort. Instead, he sent away the eldest son who had defended him with a small amount of money. This is simply disgusting!
He Bai frowned fiercely, so angry that he wanted to smash Di Bian. This kind of scum is really damn unworthy of being a father!
"I had guessed that he would be biased towards Di Xia Song, but I didn't expect that he would be so tolerant of the Qin family." Di Qiuhe picked up his teacup and leaned back in his chair, squinting his eyes and watching the mist rising from the tea, his tone faded. Coming down, "I am not angry with his partiality and cold treatment. I am just confused, curious, and unwilling. I don't understand why his attitude has changed so quickly. It is clear that before his accident, he still looks like he is about to completely break with the Qin family. ."
He Bai lowered his eyes, rubbing his teacup nervously, hesitating whether to tell him the content of the dream, and if he had to say it, what should be said to make him less sad...
"Then I guessed, thought about, analyzed a little bit, and calculated from all the details of my relationship with him since I can remember." Di Qiuhe suddenly turned his head to look at him, glanced at the fingers he was constantly rubbing the cup, and hooked. Cursed lips, "Then I thought of Qin Li entering the door pregnant, and the sudden death of my mother."
He Bai tightened his palm abruptly and stared at him with his head sideways.
"Green hats and incest, with Dibian's character, definitely cannot tolerate it, but he just tolerated it, so I guess he must have something in the hands of the Qin family. Before he had a secret conversation with Qin Li, he He is not going to endure the Qin family, so he should have a handle in Qin Li's hands, not the Qin family, and that handle has been so long since it hadn't been for Qin Li to remind him, he would not remember it anymore." Di Qiuhe put down the tea cup, leaned over and put his elbows on the table, with his hands on his face, looked at He Bai with a gentle smile, and said in a low voice, "Since Di Bian woke up, I have been alone for the past few days, thinking about a lot of things... So Puppy, what did you dream about on the way to the airport that day? You made me pay attention to my life, why? You said that when I come back, you will tell me something, what are those things?"
Question after question, sober and calm.
He Bai tightened his lips and slowly lowered his eyes.
He thinks he has figured out what is the extra thing in Di Qiuhe's eyebrows—that is hate, a strong and deep hate. Although Di Qiuhe looked at his father-son relationship with Di Bian coldly before, he never hated anyone, but now, he hates it. There can only be one reason, he guessed something.
"I..." He Bai adjusted his emotions and spoke, raised his head to meet Di Qiuhe's sight as if seeing everything, and tried to calmly and normally said, "I dreamed that Di Bian, who was much older, was lying on the bed, standing together in front of the bed. Qin Li quarreled. I didn’t catch the content of their quarrel, but I heard the last sentence Qin Li said clearly."
Di Qiuhe lowered his eyes and touched the teacup again, "What did she say?"
"She said..." He Bai stretched out his hand and took the teacup beside him, and said after making sure that there was nothing around him that might hurt him. On my head!'. Qiuhe, the things I dream of may not be all true, maybe..."
"There is no possibility." Di Qiuhe raised his eyes to look at him, suddenly smiled, reached out his hand to touch his face, gently rubbed it, and said, "You are the little Taoist who grew up on the side of Taoist Temple, and you are my lucky star. Your dreams saved my life, so there is no possibility, I believe in you."
The fingers on his face felt a little cold, and He Bai couldn't help but raise his hand to hold his hand. He wanted to comfort him but didn't know how to speak. After holding back for a long time, he only suffocated one sentence, "Di is three years old, I will be with you. You." The steel wire on the heart seemed to be tightening slowly, making him feel a little difficult to breathe.
He didn't want Di Qiuhe, who was once naive and irritating, to be changed by the cruel and terrible reality pollution. He hoped that the other party would always be alive and self-consciously, and don't carry anything that shouldn't be carried on his back.
But these hopes seem to be impossible...
"Don't regret it, stay with me." Di Qiuhe was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly changed his tone, shook his hand, picked up his mobile phone, clicked on Weibo, and took out one from his pocket like magic. Sheets of folded paper are laid out on the table, photographed and uploaded, and typed quickly.
He Bai was taken aback, glanced at the document, surprised, "Are you going to give up the right of succession to the imperial capital?"
"Yeah." Di Qiuhe nodded, edited the content and clicked to post on Weibo, then leaned back in his chair, looked at him sideways, and said like a joke, "I don't want the things that the executioner touched. I will destroy them. good."
He Bai took a look at his mobile phone and saw that Di Qiuhe used his account to send a statement waiving the right of inheritance to the imperial capital, and @了皇都官博, attached a photo of the signed document with the lawyer's stamp.
Comments are increasing rapidly, and messages come in one by one. Antique mobile phones can't stand the bombardment of such information, and they are about to crash.
"My own Weibo has been cancelled, so I have to borrow your account." Di Qiuhe said the reason for being full of selfishness, took away his mobile phone, turned off the Weibo software to save it from danger, and then smiled his He broke his face and poked his dimples, "I'm back to Zone D on my plane tonight. It's estimated that there will be a long time I won't be able to come back to see you. Come, smile and let me see."
He Baiben wanted to go back as he did before, but he swallowed it inexplicably when the words reached his mouth, and barely pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled at him unsightly.
"It's ugly." Di Qiuhe laughed unceremoniously, and then said generously, "But I don't despise you. You are my little lucky star. No matter how ugly you are, you can't despise you, or you will be struck by lightning."
He Bai frowned and couldn't help kicking him.
Di Qiuhe smiled and tried to pinch his face again, but the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
After a pause, he retracted his hand and took out the phone to take a look, his smile faded, "It's Di Bian."
He Bai raised his eyebrows, reaching out to help him hang up the phone.
Di Qiuhe hurriedly held his hand, shook his head at him, and asked, "Puppy, do you hate him very much?"
He Bai nodded without hesitation and cursed, "Scum!"
"So it's too cheap for him to just hang up his phone." Di Qiuhe let go of his hand, smiled at him, then clicked to connect and turned on the speaker.
"Qiu He, what's the matter with that statement on the Internet? Was it your younger brother who pretended to use your name? It was too much! Let him delete it, and don't interact with this kind of people in the future!" Di Bian's voice After passing it, he was full of breath, and he seemed to be recovering well.
He Bai clenched a fist and looked at the phone angrily-he couldn't hold back anymore, so he wanted to curse!
A smile flashed in Di Qiuhe's eyes. He raised his hand and squeezed his swollen face after pursing his lips. He said to the phone, "No, Mr. Di, you are misunderstood. I made the statement by myself. There is my signature on it, haven't you seen it?"
He Bai brutally pulled down his hand and lip-synched-scold him! Scold him harshly! Scum! Pooh!
Di Qiuhe's gloomy mood was so disturbed by him that he couldn't feel depressed at all.
There was silence on the phone, and then Dibian's unbelievable voice, "Qiuhe, what are you calling me? You..."
"Did you forget, we broke off the relationship between father and son long ago, when those antiques of the Qin family targeted me." Di Qiuhe patted He Bai's knee soothingly, and said unceremoniously without showing any mercy to Di Bian. "Before I was afraid of affecting family harmony, so I can bear everything, but Mr. Di, human hearts are long, and my temperament does not mean that I will not be sad or even disappointed. It's ridiculous that I didn't understand until now. It’s what you need to maintain, and only I, Di Qiuhe, can dismiss it at will. In the future, you will be the chairman of your Di family, and I will be my little actor. Our well water will not run into the river water. This is good for everyone."
Di Bian was shocked. Unexpectedly, the eldest son, who has always been so coaxing, was so determined this time, so he pacified, "Don’t be impulsive, Qiuhe, I know that you have been wronged this time, and Xia Song was asked to join the company just to appease those who live in the Qin family. Those who stay in the imperial capital, the company will definitely have your share in the future, you..."
"I said this last time. I never thought about inheriting the imperial capital. Mr. Di, I am not stupid. Do you think I can't understand your fear of me? When Chunhua was your child, you did it for her. All kinds of cold treatments ignored me. Now that she has become the murderer who almost killed you, you still have to defend her, make the big things small and the small ones, and only send me away. Mr. Di, in fact, I am the wild one. Isn’t that right? My mother shouldn’t have given birth to me back then.” Di Qiuhe said, the lower his voice became, and he paused before continuing, “Mr. Di, let’s stop here. With the Qin family’s disposition, I might say something. At that time, you will pass away unexplainably, so from now on you will assume that you have never given birth to my son. I will repay all the things you gave me. I wish you a filial father and a long life in the future. "After speaking, he hung up the phone neatly and pulled Dibian's number into the blacklist.
He Bai slapped the table, "It's over? Why are you so bullying? It's enough to just say a few words so painlessly? Call him! Call him a scumbag!"
Di Qiuhe opened his eyes slightly and looked at him, as if he was frightened by his sudden anger.
He Bai pressed his chest, almost choked with his frightened little white rabbit.
Before the two of them could say anything, the phone's ringing suddenly rang again, and this time it was replaced by He Bai's phone.
He Bai glanced at the phone screen and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. After thinking of something, he connected it neatly, turned on the hands-free, and covered Di Qiuhe's mouth at the same time.
"Mr. He, I'm Di Bian, the chairman of the Royal Capital. I saw your meager statement, please delete it immediately. Also, if Qiuhe is by your side, let him answer the call."
This unpleasant command tone!
He Bai rolled his eyes and said coldly, "Sorry, I am not an employee of Huangdu, and I don't need to listen to your orders, so I declare that I will not delete it. Qiuhe was by my side just now, but he is no longer there. Chairman Di, I was there the night you entered the hospital, so I know a little about your housework. With all due respect, your true love Qin Li can raise your daughter to push you down the stairs, and naturally you can raise your son to ruthlessly kill your father. No Everyone is as stupid as Qiu He, who will be ridiculed by everyone in the Qin family for the sake of a eccentric and scumbag father, and will work hard to fly abroad most of the night to ask experts to come back to help his father to treat his illness! Chairman Di, Force away the only son who treats you sincerely, and keep a group of wolves by your side. You better not regret it in the future! I'll wait to see the day when you and Qin Li die together! Bah! Pulled into the blacklist, sitting in a chair and continuing to be angry.
Di Qiuhe looked at his perplexed look after he hung up the phone. He was stunned and couldn't help but laugh. Then his smile grew louder and louder, and gradually laughed, and finally the chuckle changed into a big laugh, and he laughed straight down. On the table.
He Bai looked at him sullenly, and asked angrily, "What are you laughing at!"
Di Qiuhe glanced at him, then buried his face in his arms, his laughter turned back a little, but his shoulders shrugged even more.
He Bai: "..." Son Laozi doesn't have a good thing! Pooh!
One minute later, Di Qiuhe was still smiling.
Two minutes later, Di Qiuhe's laughter lowered.
Five minutes later, Di Qiuhe got up, wiped the tears from his laughter, and looked at He Bai with a little red eyes.
He Bai raised his eyelids, "Did you finish laughing?"
Di Qiuhe nodded obediently, "Well, it's over."
"Are you hungry?" He Bai held up the teacup and blew the already cold tea.
Di Qiuhe touched his stomach, grieving his face, "I'm hungry."
He Bai took a sip of tea and continued to ask, "Without the ticket for the house and car that Dibian gave you, do you still have a place to live?"
Di Qiuhe squinted his eyes and nodded, "Probably... Anyway, there will be a place where you live in the future."
He Baimei's heart beat, and he asked back, "Are you really hungry?"
Di Qiuhe grievedly looked at him and nodded.
He Bai put down the tea cup, turned sideways, raised his hand to touch his head, smiled gently, and then pressed his head hard, angrily, "Deserve it! Starve you to death! If you have a father, you have a son! You are also a scumbag!"
Di Qiuhe: "..."