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Wei Qian was honest in the hospital for more than a week, not even half a month, he could not stay.

He was accustomed to busy days, and after the first few days of surgery, when he was not in good spirits and got sleepy after wandering around for a while, he began to find it difficult to tolerate the monotony and boredom of the hospital life as he spent more and more time awake every day.

After the New Year's Eve is close to the New Year's Eve, the outside is getting more and more lively, Wei Qian but more and more feel that he is in prison, he squatting prison as silently endure a few days, finally made up his mind to escape.

Wei Qian has never been a full of action, as long as he wants, as long as the time is ripe, he has never been able to use the shortest possible time to put into practice - such as put on the clothes and run.

But this day, Wei Qian thought for a moment, or did not run, he was afraid of Xiao Yuan anxious, so he waited patiently until noon Wei Zhiyuan over.

Wei Zhiyuan brought a thick dozen of documents: "This is our side of the funding program, in duplicate in English and Chinese - the budget control part changed for the third time. This is your administrative department reported the annual meeting arrangement plan, this is your personnel department reported the year-end awards, all need your signature, are you looking at yourself or I read to you?"

You don't know how much of a blowhard Wei Qian is until you work with him, especially when he's hospitalized and has nothing to do.

Wei Qian can never be very simple and pleasant to say a "I know", and then let the people under him go, he can always be reported to the material revised to a mess, between the lines of the amendments written more than the original text ...... Of course, during this period is usually the long laborers! Wei Zhiyuan handwriting on behalf of the pen.

However, this time, Wei Qian uncharacteristically, read it from beginning to end, and surprisingly did not say anything, and signed all the words.

Wei Zhiyuan took out all the neutral pens with newly changed refills, and realized that there was no use for them, and rather uncomfortably glanced at Wei Qian, asking with a bit of worry, "Brother, you're not feeling well today?"

Wei Qian rubbed his nose, "So what ...... I want to discuss something with you."

Wei Zhiyuan was simply shocked, he never knew that his brother's dictionary actually has the word "discuss", a moment did not react, just dumbly "ah".

"I'd like to go out for a while this afternoon, to let off some steam," Wei Qian looked at him sincerely, and at the end, actually added with a good attitude, "Okay?"

Wei Zhiyuan didn't answer his question for a full half-minute, and after half a minute, he said, completely out of breath, "Are you asking about me?"

The veins at the corners of Wei Qian's forehead jumped, "Or what?"

"I ...... I I I, uh," Wei Zhiyuan's brain was a muddle, almost stuttering, "No, no problem."

Wei Qian actually even changed his clothes, just waiting for his words, put on the outside to pretend the facade of the hospital gown once off, put on a jacket is ready to break out of prison, he three times to pack up the documents scattered in the hospital bed, a brain stuffed into Wei Zhiyuan's bag, and do not know where to touch a hat to wear, pressed the brim of the hat: "Quickly go, while the nurses are all out to eat. "

Wei Zhiyuan was dizzily dragged out by him, meditatively pondering the whole way, "Wait, what did he just say that I'm 'okay with'?"

It wasn't until Wei Zhiyuan gripped the steering wheel that he dreamily remembered to ask, "Where to?"

Wei Qian: "Go home."

Wei Zhiyuan hesitated and told him, "Little Treasure is staying at home for the next two days, do you want to be caught by her?"

Wei Qian said offhandedly without thinking, "Then go back to the company."

Wei Zhiyuan said inexplicably, "Why go back to the company? Isn't it all approved and signed?"

Wei Qian: "......"

He had finally realized how uninteresting he was and couldn't think of anything else to do but these two places.

Wei Zhiyuan turned his head sideways and thought for a moment, then carefully asked him, "Brother, can you ...... go out with me? I haven't had a date since I grew up."

Wei Qian gave Wei Zhiyuan a rather pitying and intolerant look - as if he himself had made an appointment.

"OK, let's go, I'll treat you ...... treat you ......" Wei Qian agreed in one mouthful, but the words behind him got stuck, he was wordless for a long time, and unoriginally proposed to say. "Uh, dinner?"

Wei Zhiyuan was amused by him, "What are you planning to treat me to?"

Wei Qian: "Western food?"

Wei Zhiyuan: "Western food is not well digested, and your body doesn't allow it now."

Wei Qian: "That one that eats little Japan ......"

Wei Zhiyuan: "Don't you think they're giving birth to too many things?"

"...... "Wei Qian, "Let's just go home, I'll get you a bowl of noodles."

In the end, the two of them found a Chinese restaurant with a flashy décor that appeared to be very elegant, went in and ordered a bowl of fried lumps for each of them, and watched as the waiter drifted away with a green face.

And more conscientious, is on these two bowls of fried lumps of money is not Wei Qian's own out of pocket, because halfway through eating, Wei Qian inadvertently glanced downstairs, unexpectedly saw Ma Chunming and his assistant Mengmeng.

"I fuck ......" Wei Qian cursed in a small voice, "the company executives require that every year the Spring Festival to stick to the afternoon of New Year's Eve day, this kid while I'm not there, he actually dared to slip."

As she was saying this, Dream suddenly stood up and reached out with a wave of her hand, and the band in the lobby stopped as if they had consulted with her beforehand.

Dream's young face as if it will flash, big eyes burning at the inexplicable Ma Chunming, suddenly announced loudly: "Mr. Ma, I will make a wish every year on New Year's Day, especially spiritual, so far did not fall through, so I intend to take advantage of the year before to do this, if successful, this year's opportunity to wish for something else, unsuccessful, then after the New Year's Day to add support, next year will certainly be successful! "

She's quite economical and good at living, as evidenced by her frugal use of "wish-granting opportunities".

The people eating stopped talking and their eyes focused on the girl.

Dream continued to say out loud like a poetry recitation, "Dr. Ma, I think it's time for your ex-wife to change her glasses, but I'm very glad she didn't because it took a moment of bad eye contact to lose you to give me a chance to pick up the pieces ......"

At this point, even if Ma Chunming was stupid, he knew what she was going to say, and he hurriedly stood up in a panic.

Dream grabbed his shoulder in a domineering manner, tiptoed over and threw a big kiss on the side of his face, leaving a reddish lip print, "I'm going to confess to you!"

Ma Chunming took several steps backward, unfortunately tripping over an ornamental dunce and sitting on his butt.

Wei Qian covered his eyes, "Shame on you."

Dr. Ma's entire being was about to evaporate - Dream was so young, so pretty, and so eloquent and capable, why would she look at him, a man who was ugly, old, unromantic, unable to speak, and a second wife?

Is she blind?

He felt that the whole world was dreamy until the waiter handed him a napkin when it was time to pay the bill and said to Ma Chunming, "Sir, there were two gentlemen just now, who said to charge the bill to you, saying that they were going to show you this and you'd understand."

Ma Chunming looked down, only to see a small turtle drawn in the same style as himself on the napkin, staring at a green bean with a pair of eyes.

Dreamy came over, "What's this?"

Dr. Ma blushed a little and nimbly gave her a simultaneous interpretation, "He said one of us is a king and the other is a green bean."

When he finished, he turned to the waiter, "What did they order?"

The waiter's mouth twitched, "Two bowls of fried lumps."

There's no way around it, it's something no one would do except for his decidedly oddball perverted boss.

Wei Qian rubbed Ma Chunming a meal, right as skipping work penalty wages, he thought very hard about a lot of options, and in the end it was still very unoriginal to take Wei Zhiyuan to the cinema - the usual sports that can be played together at the moment are obviously too intense, not very suitable for Wei Qian, this is a sick person, the cold winter months, and there is no place to go fishing.

Unfortunately, only a small half of the movie, Wei Qian fell asleep without giving face.

Wei Zhiyuan gathered his hands over him, letting him lean on him, and watched the whole movie with great interest, walking out of the movie theater with a smile on the corners of his mouth.

Wei Qian rubbed his eyes, "It's that good? What's the ending?"

Wei Zhiyuan: "I don't know."

Wei Qian: "What about the plot?"

Wei Zhiyuan scratched his hair in embarrassment, "...... forgot."

Wei Qian just wanted to ask him, smiling like a flower, is not watching a comedy movie, but then saw a few girls next to wipe tears past, he looked up, only to see the publicity posters beautifully written on the "love of the city, the ultimate sad song", above is a woman crying with the face of the rain.

Wei Zhiyuan's heart was filled with great sweetness, so much so that he was so happy from beginning to end that he didn't even realize that he had just watched a sad movie about life and death.

What a failed date, and it's a shame that the parties involved actually all felt pretty good about it.

For this, Wei Zhiyuan released the old bear's pigeon and did not go to listen to that high monk's sermon.

After Old Bear finished spitting, he swept downward and, unsurprisingly, did not see Wei Zhiyuan's silhouette, so he smiled contentedly.

His words are for those who want to hear them, and those who don't are not bothered, so of course they don't need to hear them.

Wei Qian's behavior of leaving the hospital privately was given a good scolding by the nurse checking in, and even more unfortunate was the fact that he was actually going to spend New Year's Eve in the ward.

He has never had a few reunion smooth year in his life, so he made the decision to give the doctor and nurse on duty a person sealed a big red envelope, together with Wei Zhiyuan, in the crowd turned a blind eye to the connivance of the people, and ran away again.

The two of them, along with Xiao Bao, made dumplings together-the skin was rolled out by Xiao Bao, the dumplings were wrapped by Wei Zhiyuan, and Wei Qian sat on the sofa like a grandpa to supervise the work, with the full-time responsibility of pointing.

When the first firecrackers went off outside the window, Xiaobao's expression suddenly fell, and she said, "If only Grandma were still around."

Many years ago, it also seemed that the three of them were having some kind of festival, and Mrs. Song fell from the sky like an uninvited guest, knocked on their door without any explanation, and turtled up ...... and stayed so domineeringly.

...... But there won't be such a nasty old thing knocking on the door on New Year's Day anymore, will there?

For a while, all three were silent, yet just then, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Bao leaped three feet to the door and opened it, but was disappointed to find the smiling old bear standing outside.

The old bear looked at the hard-to-conceal stiffness on her face and patted her head, "Why is it like seeing a death star? Is the poor monk that unappealing?"

Bao came back to his senses and hurriedly let him into the house.

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The old bear measured her: "I said back then, this girl feet so big, grow up certainly not shorter than anyone ...... hey, freezing me, have dumplings?"

Bao: "Yes there is, but it's not wrapped in veggie filling ......"

"Fuck you." The old bear says, "Who eats stuffed veggies? That's for the rabbits."

He sat down with a big horse, picked one up in his mouth, swallowed it in two swallows, and gave a thumbs up, "Mmm, pork and cabbage, fragrant!"

Wei Qian said coolly, "Amitabha Buddha."

The old bear smiled at him without seeing his teeth, then turned to Wei Zhiyuan: "Hey, Xiao Yuan, guess what, I passed your information and photos to the Internet, and there was really an echo two days ago."

Wei Zhiyuan gave a dispensable smile.

Wei Qian, however, hurriedly asked, "What? What's going on? What kind of person? How old are they? What do they do?"

"A female, listen to the voice seems to be not young, other do not know yet, just contacted." Old Bear chucked another dumpling, "Girl, pour me some vinegar, got any garlic?"

Wei Qian: "Xiao Bao doesn't give it to him, sponsoring you so much money is for you to give me a question?"

Old Bear stretched out his arm and took away the Lapacho Garlic and Lapacho Vinegar, and did his own bounty, while giving Wei Qian a bad look and saying slowly, "Alas, Qian'er, you are really that what is not in a hurry that what is in a hurry."

Wei Qian: "......"

Old Bear reached into his pocket and fished out a piece of paper with an address and a phone number on it, "This woman on the phone is surnamed Zhou, Xiao Yuan, if you want, you can go and meet her."

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Old Bear excused himself and left.

Wei Qian hurriedly put on his clothes and followed him out, "I'll send you down, it's New Year's Eve these days, it's not good to take a taxi in the front, I'll take you to that exit in the back."

When he arrived downstairs, the cold wind blew, Wei Qian could not help but shiver solidly, the surgery, after all, hurt the vital energy, this winter he was afraid of the cold and afraid of a lot.

Old Bear: "OK, you go up quickly, tell me how to go on the line, can not dare to labor you this sick."

Wei Qian: "Actually, I just wanted to ask ......"

"How about the guy on the phone right?" Old Bear picked up where he left off.

"Ah, right," Wei Qian admitted cheerfully, "It wouldn't be fun if I found a bunch of awful relatives after half a day of searching, and then I honestly gave myself a hard time when the time came."

"Listening to that Ms. Zhou, it seems like she just knows something, and is not an immediate family member herself. But listen to talk is quite cultivated, but also quite knowledgeable a person." The old bear glanced at him, squeezing said, "I said, looking for you and worry so much, in the first place, but also willing to iron rooster plucking hair, out so much money to find, is no place to spend? Come to our temple to donate a threshold it Shi Master."

"Roll." Wei Qian puffed a breath into his hands and rubbed them together quickly, "Actually ...... maybe it's because of what happened when he was a child, Xiao Yuan has always been a bit ...... well, I don't know how to say it, rootless, you know? It's gotten much better over the years as he's gotten older, and it was extraordinarily obvious when he was a kid, as if he was always worried about people abandoning him."

"Insecure." Old Bear said.

Wei Qian nodded, "Pretty much that - I was thinking that maybe he'd be better off after he had a father and a mother."

The old bear looked at him, and finally did not say anything in the end, just reached out in the bitter cold wind and patted Wei Qian's shoulder, "I know, you quickly go back, you ah ...... "

After the breaking of the fifth, Wei Qian was finally authorized to be discharged after a full month in the hospital.

The first thing he did was to book a flight and follow Wei Zhiyuan to fly to the address provided by that Ms. Zhou.

The woman who opened the door for them was an old woman with a full head of gray hair, about seventy or so, but keeping in good shape, with silver strands pulled up high on the back of her head, and wearing a long dress of woolen material, which seemed to have been made to meet them, and which was accompanied by a shawl.

There are few old ladies of this age who are as well mannered as she is, and whether in manner or speech, she exudes an elegance that has been honed by the years.

Zhou old lady took out a large photo album, show them, turn out an old photo, is a man, looks handsome, and Wei Zhiyuan surprisingly have seven or eight points like, the side face is exactly the same: "My daughter saw your photo on the Internet, pointed to me to see, said, 'This is not Uncle Xiaoye? I look, it is really, compared to the time when you lost, I think eight or nine is not close to the same, which took the liberty of making a phone call."

Wei Zhiyuan carefully pulled out the picture.

"His name is Ye Shu, we used to live in the neighborhood, I look at him as my own little brother." Old lady Zhou flipped to another lady's photo, "This is his wife - that is, your mother, her name is Ruan Hong, she used to be my student, graduated and stayed in school, and became my colleague, all very good people. She had primary hypertension, which caused a series of complications when she gave birth to you, and her health has not been good after giving birth, and she passed away in less than a year ...... Alas, the first time I saw you, you were just such a small blob, chubby and cute."

Wei Zhiyuan asked her softly, "How can you be sure it's me?"

Old Mrs. Zhou said, "There's a small scar on your back, a little below your shoulder blades, isn't there?"

Wei Zhiyuan couldn't help but straighten his back.

"That's a scar from when you were just rolling over and your dad was clumsy and didn't watch for a moment, letting you tumble off the bed and hit the sharp corner on the cabinet."

Wei Zhiyuan did have that small scar on his back, which was already so inconspicuous that he couldn't feel it at all without careful touching.

Wei Qian frowned, "Then he is now ......"

"Passed away too." Zhou old lady sighed, "He was a meteorologist, specializing in the study of mainland tornadoes, after your mother's death, he became even more intoxicated with his work and became a madman, and once during the process of capturing a tornado, he ran too close and was hit by a falling tree that hit the car ...... alas. "

Zhou old lady's eyes have tears flashed, she looked at Wei Zhiyuan: "At that time, all the people in your family were busy into a mess, no one cared about you, the nanny also don't know where to go, you are just more than two years old, just will stumble to walk, completely do not know what happened, while no one pay attention to it, somehow ran out on their own, and so on when we these adults found, you never find it ...... again I didn t realize that in a flash, I have grown so big. Child, you just said what are you doing now?"

"Doing software." Wei Zhiyuan said, "Mainly games, but also do some applications."

"Good, good, good." Old Mrs. Zhou comfortably patted his arm, "Quite good, quite good, grow up properly, be good, quite good, I'll go down there later, I can also make your parents feel at ease."

That afternoon, Mrs. Zhou sat with them for the entire afternoon, talking about things from her childhood that Wei Zhiyuan couldn't remember, until the nanny came over to urge her to take her medicine.

At the end, she sent them to the door and told Wei Zhiyuan the address of his parents' grave.

Only then did Old Mrs. Zhou turn to Wei Qian and grab his hand.

"Thank you," she said, "thank you."

From the beginning to the end, she did not ask what their relationship was, but Weiqian suspected that she had already detected it through some method, he lowered his head and squeezed out a smile at her, feeling that he was ashamed of this "thank you".

Together they found the joint grave site of Mr. and Mrs. Ye Shu. Wei Zhiyuan bent down and gently wiped away the dust on the tombstone, revealing the time-honored epitaph - "Though nine deaths, he has no regrets."

The looks of his parents, who were very similar to him, did not give Wei Zhiyuan a great touch, and it was not until he saw this epitaph that he suddenly felt that blood connection between the yin and the yang.

"So this is how I came to be, my parents are like this." Wei Zhiyuan thought.

Suddenly, all those childhood days of wandering and fleeing that were so deeply engraved in his mind became less real, and he, like a child who has traveled far, found some kind of spiritual home and identity.

Wei Qian bent down, placed the bouquet in front of the tombstone, put his arm around Wei Zhiyuan's shoulders and patted him.

Wei Zhiyuan took his hand - and he was fortunate enough to have gained something on his long journey, the most cherished person in his life.

What is the fear and pain of upheaval compared to that?

"It's for my sharpening, right?" Wei Zhiyuan thought to himself.

The spring breeze, it's just about to blow away the frozen soil in the north, isn't it?

Author's Note: Though nine deaths, I will not regret it - Li Sao