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After Wei's father's funeral yesterday, Zhao Zhixin and Wei Xu were exhausted all day long, and Wei Xu, who never made people feel at ease, made a scene of committing suicide by throwing himself into a river.

It was already late at night when we got home, Wei Xu simply rinsed off and fell asleep.Zhao Zhixin also simply rinsed off, and sneakily rubbed the medicine on the bruise on his ribs before he dared to come out of the bathroom, still wearing pajamas.

Relatively speechless, Zhao Zhixin didn't know what to say to Wei Xu, he was not good at comforting people.Fortunately, when he came out, Wei Xu had already got into bed, sleeping peacefully.Zhao Zhixin stood at the door of the bedroom and watched for a long time before deciding to go to the study to read the documents.

Wei Xu's state should not be disturbed.

Since the establishment of the nurturing relationship, Wei Xu's attitude towards Zhao Zhixin has always been subtle, saying that it is a cooperative relationship, but sometimes he is quite uncooperative. For example, he has never cooperated in the matter of eating candy.

Let's say it's a relationship between a couple, not to mention, money transactions take what they need, how can there be feelings?Let alone couples.

But for Zhao Zhixin, company is enough and nothing else is needed.

The company's documents can never be finished, and one night is easy to pass.When Wei Xu sorts out his emotions, everything can get back on track.For example, roll the sheets.

The lights in the study room were not turned off all night, Zhao Zhixin forced himself to see that he was still exhausted and fell asleep on the desk in the middle of the night.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhao Zhixin stood up from the pile of documents. His cervical spine was so stiff that he could barely move. He stretched his waist and turned his neck to make a crisp sound. He sorted out the documents on the table and went to the bathroom to wash up.

After silently finishing the washing work, Zhao Zhixin quietly returned to his own bedroom. Wei Xu was sleeping restlessly on the bed, his brows were slightly frowned, and there were still traces of tears beside the pillow. He curled up and hid on the side of the bed .

"Dad..." Wei Xu called out in a crying voice in his sleep, his voice was filled with infinite grief, his body trembled slightly, and he sobbed.

Zhao Zhixin stood by the bed and looked at it for a while, then sat down, stretched out his hand, brushed Wei Xu's cheek with his bony fingers, described Wei Xu's appearance in detail, pushed Wei Xu's bangs away to reveal his frown, and gently Gently spread the brows.

Wei Xu stopped crying, and his sad sleeping face gradually eased, as if he was no longer disturbed by nightmares in his sleep and became peaceful.

Putting one hand on Wei Xu's pillow, leaning his upper body slightly, he kissed Wei Xu's forehead like a dragonfly, then sat down again and held Wei Xu's hand.

"Now, you have become a person without father and mother like me."

Gently shaking Wei Xu's hand, the usually cold lines on his face became a little softer, and there was an indescribable emotion in his eyes.

Finally, get up and go to the cloakroom to change.Putting on a straight business suit, the whole person regained the aura of repelling people thousands of miles away, and the emotions in the eyes were also suppressed. There was a vast mist, and no emotion could be seen.

The pure land that belongs to Wei Xu is guarded by him, and his affairs, without exception, need to be faced by himself.

Twenty years ago, Zhao Zhixin's parents died in a car accident, and the perpetrators escaped.Mr. Zhao, who had retired to the second line, had to come out again to take over Zhao's. Although Zhao Zhixin had no worries about food and clothing, there was no warmth in the mansion.

Twenty years later, Zhao Zhixin, who has learned a lot, has formally inherited Zhao Shi on the surface, but in fact he is just a puppet that has been emptied.

Zhaoshi, originally a construction company with a strong consortium, is now gradually invading the film and television industry, but Zhaozhixin still has very little real power in his hands. It is conceivable how difficult it is to fully grasp Zhaoshi.

Regarding the cause of his parents' death, Zhao Zhixin felt more and more strange as he grew older, and he has been tracking down the whereabouts of the perpetrator while cultivating his own contacts.

The situation of the company is not optimistic. It is surrounded by enemies. Zhao Zhixin goes out early and returns late every day. Yesterday he made an exception to miss work for a day to prepare for the funeral of Wei's father. Mr. Zhao has some criticisms, but he understands the heavy burden on Zhao Zhixin's shoulders. Can only acquiesce.

After buttoning up his shirt, Zhao Zhixin, who was wearing a bow tie, returned to the bedroom. Wei Xu's eyelashes moved slightly. Zhao Zhixin, who was standing at the door, didn't notice. He walked to the bed with gentle steps. Lay it out.

He tucked the corner of the quilt for Wei Xu, stretched out his hand to test Wei Xu's body temperature, put his slightly cool palm on Wei Xu's forehead, paused for a few seconds, and said softly: "It's okay."

Wei Xu disappeared after yesterday's funeral. Zhao Zhixin searched all corners of the cemetery but couldn't find Wei Xu. He asked everyone who knew Wei Xu to find a place by the river where their father and son used to fish. Whenever Wei's father's condition worsened, he Then I went back to the river to sit quietly, and just sat for a day.

Just after parking the car on the embankment, seeing Zheng Weixu walking towards the river step by step from a distance, Zhao Zhixin's heart almost stopped suddenly, and after being dazed for half a second, he ran desperately to the river, shouting desperately Wei Xu's name, but Wei Xu didn't respond as if he couldn't hear it, and walked into the river like a walking dead.

The river was about to reach his waist, and if Wei Xu continued walking like this, he might step on a rock and fall directly into the water. In his current state, there was no suspense for him to die of suffocation from being choked by the water into his trachea.

That journey was extremely long for Zhao Zhixin, but fortunately he still hugged Wei Xu before the tragedy happened, but Wei Xu, who was in a daze, suddenly bumped into him with an elbow, the strength was beyond Zhao Zhixin's expectation, and there was nowhere to hide Can only live with it.

Rao is such a forbearing person as Zhao Zhixin, after being hit hard by an elbow in the ribs, he couldn't help but let out a soft groan.

No matter what, he didn't let go, even though there was a pain like broken ribs.

"Xuxu is not afraid, you still have me."

This is by no means a lie, Zhao Zhixin believes that he will never leave Wei Xu, as long as Wei Xu remains loyal to him.Even if it is just a nurturing relationship, it is companionship, which is better than nothing.

Wei Xu didn't respond, but he stopped resisting. His thin body trembled slightly in his arms, and he also grabbed Zhao Zhixin's arm with such force that he almost pinched his nails into his flesh.

Zhao Zhixin didn't make a sound, but quietly hugged Wei Xu from behind, passing his own body temperature to Wei Xu through the soaked clothes, hoping to warm him.

He can empathize with the feeling of losing a loved one, but he can't let go, and he can't let Wei Xu go with his father like this.

Absolutely not.

I don't know how long it took, but it was so long that Zhao Zhixin felt that his arms were starting to go numb, and Wei Xu just came back to his soul, and said softly, "Mr. Zhao...does it hurt you?"

From the tone of Wei Xu's voice, it seemed that his sanity had almost recovered, and he should not resist when he was brought back to the shore at this time.

"It doesn't hurt, come home with me."

Leaning in Zhao Zhixin's arms, Wei Xu raised his head slightly to look at the sky, and said in an almost inaudible voice, "What home do I go back to? I don't even have a father, so where is my home?"

The desolate tone made Zhao Zhi's confidence stagnate, and the grief when he lost his parents hit like a tide.

Home?Anymore?

At that time, he also felt that he would never have a place to call home.

However, as time passed, Zhaozhi's confidence was only touched for a moment. In a moment, he calmed down without a trace, hugged Wei Xu and walked to the shore, and his tone became calm again: "If you still have me, you still have a home, come back with me." Home."

Later Wei Xu was surprisingly well-behaved, neither crying nor fussing, as quiet as a child, gently put his arms around Zhao Zhixin's neck, put his head on Zhao Zhixin's neck, closed his eyes, and said nothing.

Walking on the river beach with an adult in his arms was not an easy task. Once, he almost fell into the river because he stepped on a rock under his feet. But when he stabilized his body, he was relieved to find that Wei Xu was already sound asleep and was not affected.

What a blessing.

What's even more fortunate is that Wei Xu didn't even have a fever after suffering the shock of Wei's father's death and standing in the icy river for so long.

Zhao Zhixin picked up the remote control of the air conditioner on the bedside table and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner. He was really worried that Wei Xu would sleep at home alone.

But if you increase the temperature of the air conditioner, the situation will be different, at least you can minimize that possibility.

Putting the remote control back on the bedside table, Zhao Zhixin called the secretary and asked her to come over and deliver breakfast to Wei Xu. Wei Xu must not have the energy to get up and make breakfast by himself in such a state.

Considering that he didn't know how long he would sleep, he added another sentence to the secretary, must keep the temperature of breakfast.

As for how to maintain the temperature, that is something the secretary needs to worry about, after all, her salary is not for nothing.

After explaining the work of the secretary, he turned his head and glanced at Wei Xu who was sleeping soundly.

"There is still a home."

No matter how the relationship between the two of them is maintained, whether it can be maintained, and how long it can last, it is not important.

What Zhao Zhixin wants is the present company.

Following the sound of the door lock being locked, Wei Xu in the bedroom turned over, covered his head with the quilt, and tightly closed his eyes under the quilt.

gradually fell asleep.

When Wei Xu woke up again, it was already afternoon, covered with a big quilt and still staying in the room that Zhao Zhixin specially turned up the temperature, Wei Xu was already soaked in sweat.

Crawled out of the bed, changed into pajamas and came to the dining room. The breakfast prepared by the secretary was on the dining table, and it was still kept in an incubator. Wei Xu couldn't help but marvel at the secretary's imagination.

Then he thought of Zhao Zhixin's series of actions in the morning, and fell silent while standing in front of the dining table.

"Mr. Zhao... which play are you singing?"

Dial Xiang Qing's cell phone, "Continue with today's work, I'm fine."

Xiang Qing on the other end of the phone was very worried and repeatedly emphasized that if Wei Xu's condition is not good, he has already postponed all of today's work one by one.

But Wei Xu insisted on asking for a job, and Xiang Qing had no choice but to agree.

Another new beginning.