One Useless Rebirth

Chapter 94: It will be indefinite afterwards

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The poisoned coma this time consumed all of Di Bian’s energy and energy. His once well-maintained body quickly decayed and became old, with gray hair, sagging and dull skin, slightly hooked back, and the whole person looks at least old. In the teens.

Di Qiuhe retracted his gaze, ignoring his tears and lyricism, and beckoned outside the door, and said, "Search, you are not allowed to leave a camera."

Footsteps soon sounded outside the door. Several bodyguards stepped forward, bypassing Dibian, who was stupid in front of the window, and quickly searched the ward, unplugged three hidden cameras and recorders, and handed them respectfully. In Di Qiuhe's hands.

Di Bian opened his mouth, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and squatted back, "This, these were installed by the police in order to monitor Xia Song when I was in a coma. "

"I didn't misunderstand." Di Qiuhe dropped the camera on the ground, stepped forward and stepped on it, then called the bodyguard who was about to leave the room, and pointed to the wheelchair next to Di, "Don't go now, search here too. One search."

Di Bian's eyes widened when he heard the words, and a trace of panic flashed across his face. He pressed his hand on the wheelchair armrest and was about to move, when he was pulled away by the bodyguard who quickly rushed over.

The weak patient couldn't fight a trained bodyguard. Ten seconds later, Dibian's miniature camera and voice recorder hidden in the armrest and backrest of the wheelchair were all pulled out by the bodyguard and thrown on the ground.

"Go out." Di Qiuhe waved his hand, sent away the bodyguard and walked across the camera wreckage on the floor to Di Bian, looked at him condescendingly, and said coldly, "Di Bian, there is no need to show the love of father and son. Drama, you and I both understand that in the past few decades, we have never had something like that between us. Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you. The police is right next door and you can shout if you have something to do.” After speaking, take a few steps back. , Sat on the sofa at least five steps away from Dibian.

Di Bian slowly raised his head as if his last spirit had been taken away, and saw that there would never be any physical intersection between the two, nor could he create a distance of misunderstanding, his fingers tightened and relaxed, tears in his eyes again. "Qiuhe, do you have to be so unfeeling, we are father and son..."

"Di Bian, we have been separated from the father-son relationship for a year." Di Qiuhe interrupted him, straight to the point, "What is your purpose in calling me to come over today, please tell me directly, nonsense will only make me patient and treat you. Tolerance drops quickly. No need to think about what to take and use public opinion to control me. It’s useless, it will only make you scolded even worse.”

When Di Bian heard that the tears in his eyes did not flow down, and his opponent did not cooperate, and the play could not go on at all. He looked at Di Qiuhe, who was sitting opposite and indifferent as if he had guessed all his careful thoughts, his face trembled, his expression became tense, and he tried to struggle, "Qiuhe, you weren't like this before..."

"That's because I used to pretend, I thought you understood this when I was kicked out of the villa last time." Di Qiuhe leaned on the sofa, folded his legs in an elegant posture, The attitude is cold, "The respect for you is false, the feelings for the Di family are false, and the overall situation is also false. Since the death of my grandfather, I have only one thing true in front of you, that is, I leave the Di family and The determination of the imperial capital. Di Bian, you and Qin Li make me feel sick."

As if the last piece of fig leaf was torn apart, Dibian's gray complexion slowly flushed, and his face showed an anger after being fooled and provoked with dignity, and he shouted, "Why are you doing this! I'm born." You raised you, but you have been lying to me, treating me as a joke, I..."

"Why do you want to do this?" Di Qiuhe interrupted him again, squinted for a moment, and suddenly a faint smile appeared on his face. , Willing to give, I’m afraid you’ve pretended to be stupid and let Qin Li kill me. The reason why you made me grow so big is just because you want an extra useful chess piece and a tool to attract the hatred of the Qin family. Di Bian , The mother who gave birth to me, the grandfather who raised me, what kind of thing are you? In the past few decades, except when your two precious children and loving wife insulted me, you have done everything Is it my father’s responsibility? Do you know why I have to be gentle and deceptive? Because I know that once I know how to resist, you will immediately change your position and stand on the same front with Qin Li, trying to get rid of all my edges and corners, or Just kill me."

These words tore apart the illusion that had been maintained between the two for decades, and opened up all the cruel calculations hidden under the warmth mask to expose to the sun.

Di Bian was speechless. He faintly understood that he had planned to play emotional cards and public opinion battles to save Di Qiuhe. He seemed a bit overconfident and naive, and he felt that his "baby children and loving wife" was deliberately ironic. He, habitually scolded, "Why do you put the father-son relationship between us so embarrassing, how could I..."

"Anything is possible, Di Bian, don't deceive yourself anymore. You know in your heart that the father-son relationship between us will only be more embarrassing than I said." Di Qiuhe has probably guessed the purpose of his request to meet. Somewhat boring, he got up and said, "It seems that you called me over today just to regain a little confidence in the random control of your family in the past. I'm not in the mood to accompany you in acting, and I will go on indefinitely afterwards." After that, he turned and left.

Di Bian didn't expect that he would leave directly, and when he heard him say "there will be no time limit", he immediately panicked and shouted, "Don't go! What does it mean to be no time limit, you are my son, I'm not dead yet, you Never want to get rid of me!"

Di Qiuhe stopped, turned to look at him, and said flatly, "Perhaps you are going to die soon."

"You, what do you mean..." Di Bian's heart jumped sharply when he heard the words, thinking of Di Xia Matsushita's drug harm to him, his eyes faintly brought a trace of precaution and jealousy, and his expression became hostile.

Di Qiuhe saw his thoughts clearly, laughed mockingly, and said, "Don't worry, I am not Di Xia Song. I will not ruin my future life for your scumbag and make people who love me sad. I mean. After today, you are a dead person in my heart. I will entrust a lawyer to pay you the lowest amount of alimony within the legal scope every month. There is nothing else, Mr. Di, how do you do it yourself."

"No, no, you stop! You stop!" As if frightened by his decisive attitude, Di Bian suddenly got up from his wheelchair, staggered two steps, fell to the ground, and crawled around him embarrassingly. Sadly crying and begging, "Qiuhe, don't be like this, it's Dad who is sorry for you, you come back, come back..."

Di Qiuhe coldly watched him perform, looked around the ward, and said, "It seems that the camera in this ward was not cleaned, but it doesn’t matter. The bodyguards put it in the bathroom when searching the room. A small signal jammer, even with a camera, will only take a blank picture."

Di Bian, who was lying on the ground and crying, froze.

"Also, I forgot to tell you that your previous suspicions are not wrong. Grandpa did leave me something behind your back. Huading is one of them. After the imperial capital goes bankrupt, Huading will come forward to accept the bankruptcy of the imperial capital. All the things left behind will be reorganized and merged to become a branch of Huading. In addition, Grandpa Nian decided to find a fully equipped nursing home for you to live in because of your mother’s many years of'caring for' your mother. Your son-in-law loves, enjoy your second half of your life and say goodbye." After speaking, he took a look at Di Bian's figure lying on the ground in a awkward manner, turned to go out, and never looked back.

The sound of footsteps faded away, and there seemed to be a sense of vibration left by someone stepping on the ground. Di Bian’s mind echoed the last words Di Qiuhe said, and he slumped down suddenly, and his brain became dizzy and painful. He kept retching, digging at the floor with his claws, his eyes desperate and resentful.

"I actually left something... Huading... Huading... I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled... I'm not reconciled..."

A string of lighter footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, and then the nurse shouted, "No, the patient has fainted again, come on, doctor, call the doctor!"

In the blurred vision, several white shadows quickly surrounded the scene. Di Bian frowned impatiently, and hummed to make them roll quickly, but his throat was so hoarse that he couldn't say the whole thing, he could only make a short, stubborn sound. Fuzzy sound.

"Chairman, I should leave too."

Attorney Wang suddenly appeared in front of him, his face was no longer courteous and gentle, but with disapproval and condescending pity, "Chairman, he came here this time, he was originally prepared to heal the last touch of father-son relationship and be satisfied. The last thing you asked for, but you... Forget it, Deputy Dong Liu took away the last funds from the company and ran away. You... Take care."

"No..." Di Bian's eyes widened, watching him leave, struggling to stop, suddenly his arm hurt, and then he didn't know anything.

In the back seat of the car, He Baiwo was flipping through V&G’s last season’s clothing catalog and promotional film. He noticed that the light at the window was dimmed. When he looked sideways, he saw Di Qiuhe’s familiar handsome face and hurriedly opened the door for him. Sit in and asked concerned, "How is the conversation, did Di Bian bully you? Did he confess anything?"

"He can't bully me, and he didn't confess anything." Di Qiuhe replied, hugged him with his arms, and sighed comfortably, "That's fine, let Grandpa go and clean him up, I don't want to see him again."

He Baihui hugged him, patted his back lightly, and said grimly, "This is a solution, but there are still a few waiting in the back. It's not enough to relax too early."

When Di Qiuhe heard the words, he laughed and kissed him. He only felt that a certain mountain was completely moved away, and his mood opened up like never before. He laughed, "After going to this one, the rest will be all It's easy to handle." Qin Li has Zeng Peizhong watching over there, and he doesn't need him to do it at all.

"Are you so happy?" He Bai also smiled, raised his hand to touch his hair, and secretly kissed the tip of his hair.

After Vice Dong Liu swept away the last bit of funds from the imperial capital and ran away, the imperial capital finally couldn't support it and declared bankruptcy. The celebrities of the imperial capital ran and scattered, and the entertainment circle was very turbulent.

In late July, the news that Di Qiuhe became the spokesperson of V&G in China spread back to China, and the Di fans rushed to tell each other, as happy as Chinese New Year. At the same time, the first wave of trailers for "Xiantu" was launched strongly, quickly occupying the top spot on Weibo.

On the one hand is the father who is bankrupt and hospitalized, and on the other is the son of Zhengsheng who frequently appears in the limelight. The netizens who know the grievances between the two people silently sighed that the gods are good for reincarnation. Qiuhe is ruthless, unjust and unfilial.

The fans who were taught very sensibly by the fans decisively ignored the accusations of the virgins, enclosing the land, refusing to be forced, and not letting others take the opportunity to splash black water to stir up enthusiasm. The virgins did not forgive, and felt that Di Fans’ failure to respond was a guilty conscience, and they happily guided public opinion.

There are more and more people accusing Di Qiuhe, and the Di fans gradually start to be unable to sit still. Seeing that a tearing battle is about to kick off, Di Qiuhe will go through a bloody storm again, and has resigned and decided to go abroad to provide for the elderly. Attorney Wang suddenly stood up and issued a statement, clarifying the fact that after the imperial capital went bankrupt, Di Qiuhe’s medical expenses were paid by Di Qiuhe personally, and he also issued a resettlement contract signed by Di Qiuhe and the nursing home. After coming out, he silently refuted Di Qiuhe's ruthless, unjust and unfilial claims on the Internet.

The virgins were dumbfounded, and the Di fans were relieved, and then felt a little aggrieved.

At the beginning Di Bian was so bad to Di Qiuhe, but now he was murdered by his junior and second son, and he turned his head to let Di Qiuhe give him his retirement. There is no such reason in this world.

Fans’ suffocation in their hearts has nowhere to vent, so they just enthusiastically picked up the popularity of "Xiantu" and reposted and reposted the trailer of "Xiantu", vowing to get the attention of "Xiantu". Go up.

So within a few days, this "filial piety" dispute was crushed into the corner by various revelations of "Xiantu", and no one mentioned it again.

Qin Li was so angry that she almost smashed the tablet again. She swept past Zeng Peizhong who was drinking tea slowly, restrained her temper and tried to squeeze a smile, and said, "Peizhong, this seems like nothing. Use it, Di Qiuhe didn't get any loss at all, and even took advantage of the opportunity to help promote the new play, are we..."

"What is it? Di Qiuhe himself has no taint, and I can't create one for him out of thin air. I can only say that his work is too dripping and we can't find loopholes." Zeng Peizhong interrupted her with a much colder attitude than before. I rang the call bell on the wheelchair and said lightly, "I'm tired, don't toss about it, look annoying."

Look annoying

Qin Li's eyes widened in disbelief, watching Zeng Peizhong, who was pushed away by her assistant and didn't even look at her the whole time, couldn't help but want to question, but she remembered the pair of children who still had to rely on him to arrange and manage her. He swallowed the question abruptly and raised his voice softly, "Then you have a good rest, I will cook dinner myself and make your favorite boiled fish."

The wheelchair turned the corner and couldn't see it. Zeng Peizhong did not respond to her. Instead, the doctor who had been staying indoors frowned and reprimanded slightly, "Ms. Qin, Mr. Zeng is a patient and can’t eat boiled fish. Something. Before, Mr. Zeng was tolerant of you, so we don’t let the people under us say anything, but can you be a little bit restrained? Caring about worries is done by doing, not by acting, so that a patient who feels uncomfortable even drinking porridge Eat water and boil the fish, with all due respect, Ms. Qin, your concern is terrible." After speaking, he gave her a dissatisfaction and turned and left.

The living room was empty, and Qin Li was a little dazed. She didn't understand why the doctor who was respectful and respectful to her a few days ago would suddenly say such a "very disrespectful" remark. Instead, thinking of Zeng Peizhong's indifferent attitude, she suddenly panicked. I immediately forgot about the question I was angry, and cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

Now she has no bargaining chips, and her children have to rely on Zeng Peizhong to protect her. In case Zeng Peizhong is disgusted and indifferent to her, no longer care about her and her two children... No, impossible, Zeng Peizhong loves her so much, how could he suddenly abandon her indifference She, he must be like this because he is not feeling well, he must be like this.

She put down the tablet and stood up, straightened her clothes and hair, and hurriedly walked towards the kitchen. If the boiled fish can't be eaten, then the porridge is always okay, and her porridge porridge craftsmanship is also very good.

The design of V&G's autumn new clothes follows the usual extravagant retro style. The location chosen for the promotional film is also very in line with V&G's style, which is in an old castle.

He Bai looked at the handsome Di Qiuhe bubbling in the camera, quickly pressed the shutter, then put down the camera decisively and ran to the camera, saying happily, "I have an idea, come on, let's do the dynamic shooting again."

When Di Qiuhe heard the words amusedly, he walked over and asked, "What horrible idea did you think of again?"

"You are the ghost idea. Actually, it's just an old-fashioned shooting method, dynamic freeze. This is the first time I try to shoot a moving picture. If you dare to mess up for me, I'll..." he gave him a threatening look. The next three roads are compared to hand knives.

"What about it, the bullying staff can't understand Chinese so they talk nonsense?" Di Qiuhe poked the dimples on his face with a smile, and asked in cooperation, "Let's talk, how are you going to shoot this time?"

He Bai was put through and thought carefully. He glanced at the staff around him who looked at him with a smile even though he didn't understand him. He stretched out his hand and pulled down his hand, leaning in to say his thoughts again.

In the afternoon when the light is best, Di Qiuhe, wearing V&G's new coat and suit, walked under the outer wall of the castle, like a nobleman patrolling his own territory, measuring his own land inch by inch with his elegant steps.

The light changed slightly with the angle of the photographic equipment. Di Qiuhe, who had been walking slowly, suddenly stopped and looked sideways, slightly curled his lips, took off his pocket watch from his chest and threw it towards the camera, then turned and turned his back to the camera. Go far.

"Okay, perfect, go over and over again! Go change clothes!" He Bai waved at Di Qiuhe who came back, his eyes full of excitement and joy.

Looking at him like this, Di Qiuhe couldn't help but laughed, shook his head in favor, and turned obediently to change his clothes.

Cooper, who ran over to watch the progress of the shooting, touched his chin, always feeling that he understood something.

A week later, He Bai handed over the finished film to V&G. The full set of photos was cleverly connected with a video of more than ten seconds. Starting from Di Qiuhe walking out of the castle, one set of clothes one step at a time, one light step at a time, one step at a time. The style is obviously the same background, but relying on the model's control of expression and posture and the photographer's grasp of the light shooting angle, the style of each suit is expressed in different ways. Finally, Di Qiuhe throws his pocket watch. Some special effects were added in the post-camera to turn the pocket watch from closed to open. The pointers on it were made into busy villains who were cutting clothes. Then the pocket watch flew straight into the camera, and the picture reappeared after it was completely black. Di Qiu Crane walked away with his back to the camera in a suit that V&G featured in this season.

The most ingenious point of this video is that no matter where you pause it, the intercepted picture can be taken out separately as a perfect promotional video and pasted on the promotional boards of major shopping malls, which makes people feel incredible.

"I'm starting to regret that I only signed a short-term contract with you." Cooper re-read this video and another album of photos, and exclaimed, "Someone has done similar creative videos before, but No one can do as well as you, especially Mr. Di's last figure, as if silently telling the audience,'Catch up and have me.' Oh, it's crazy, you guys are amazing."

He Bai didn't know how to respond to this enthusiastic compliment, so he just smiled shyly, and then secretly kicked Di Qiuhe.

Di Qiuhe turned his head to look at him helplessly again, secretly hooked his finger, and resignedly and Cooper flattered each other, striving to let the great photographer He say goodbye to interpersonal relationships in this work. , Be lazy to the end.

After happily finishing their work at V&G, the two immediately bought air tickets to Country F to prepare for the shooting of "Lymphomaniac".

"I may not have much time to return to China to find you in the early stage of the crew run-in period." Di Qiuhe hugged He Bai reluctantly and kissed his ear. "The filming of "Lymphomaniac" will take about half a year. If it goes well, it should be a year ago. Can go back."

He Baihui hugged him and patted his back lightly.

"You have to eat well in school, work less, don't be too tired." Di Qiuhe caught him in his arms and let him sit on his lap face to face. I will go back to you. Although Qin Li has nothing for the time being, I still can’t take it lightly. Remember to bring your bodyguard when you go out, and don’t take a stranger’s car."

"Obviously you can't take it lightly..." He Bai retorted, nestling in his arms obediently, incredibly well-behaved.

Di Qiuhe's heart became softer, and he was even more reluctant to part with him. He tentatively suggested, "Coppies, or else I will stop filming "Lymphomaniac" and just invest. China Tingxin has picked up an actor with both style and acting skills. Yes, maybe... Um."

He Bai gnawed at him, straightened up and stared at him fiercely, "What did you just say? Say it again."

Di Qiuhe pursed his lips, hurriedly pressed him back into his arms, rubbed his hair comfortingly, touched his ears, and used his actions to show weakness, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.

"You know, what the big man is doing, it's not that you haven't seen it in ten or eight years." He Bai reluctantly accepted his favor, and fumbled his hem and unbuttoned his waistband.

Di Qiuhe was taken aback for a moment, "...Puppy?"

"We must not be able to see each other for a while this time." He Bai took off his belt, took his hand back and took off his clothes, looked at him condescendingly, raising his eyebrows. Come, come here." He hooked his finger while talking.

Di Qiuhe's eyes changed instantly, and he unceremoniously threw him onto the sofa.

The next day, He Bai dragged his sore limbs and got on the plane returning to China, thumping his waist in resentment-spicy chicken Di was three years old! It's true that the two will be gone for half a year, but they can do it energetically! Forget that he will be a senior in the second half of the year? There are so few classes in the senior year, there is no, it's not that he can fly wherever he wants... Spicy chicken! Mentally retarded! Birthday surprise halved! Gone!