Be careful!Brother is going to be blackened...

Overnight, the city was full of wind and rain.

Zhan Ruchu has been staying in the ward for the past few days, and Zhan's stock has been on a downward trend. Although he wants to take care of his wife wholeheartedly, the company's affairs do not allow Zhan Jianhua to stay in the hospital.

Sighing, Zhan Jianhua stroked his wife's pale face again, and looked at the three children standing indifferently, Zhan Jianhua felt lonely and helpless for the first time, and felt a twinge of pain in his heart.He put away his thoughts and said silently: "If there is something to do in the company, your mother, mother, I will leave it to you."

There was a difficult astringency in his voice, and he put away his expression when he didn't get a response, and slowly opened the door and left.

As the door was closed with a "snap," Zhan Ruchu sat on the sofa alone and flipped through various reports about the Zhan family and the Zhan family in the past few days.

Of course he knew why Zhan Jianhua left at this time?He has been buying Zhan's stock since a few years ago, and he can be regarded as the major shareholder of Zhan's today, but it's not enough.There was no chance before, but now the opportunity is in front of him... Thinking secretly in his heart, Zhan Ruchu glanced at his sister and brother beside him.

Well, it's better to take it step by step slowly, anyway, Zhan's life is about to die.It's just... His eyes stayed on the sleeping mother who had been sedated.

Hospitals aren't for keeping crazy people!

Taking out his mobile phone, Zhan Ruchu edited a text message and sent it out, then picked up the newspaper he had put down and concentrated on reading it.

On the second day, reports about Zhan's president's wife going mad and hurting others spread throughout the city again.

……

On the fourth day, the fact that Mrs. Zhan's president hurt someone again and might be sent to a nursing home caused heated discussions again.

Unbelievable, and helpless, Zhan Rugui could only silently watch his mother being sent to the car, and silently followed his sister to the so-called "nursing home" in the suburbs.

Standing at the outermost position, Zhan Ruchu looked at the play in front of him being staged by pushing his hands, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and gradually the cars left and the crowd dispersed.

A low-key luxury black car stopped in front of him, the door opened, and that familiar face walked out.

"As before, I will send you off."

"Okay." Responding softly, Zhan Ruchu got into the car.

Along the way, soft music was playing in the car, Zhan Ruchu leaned on the back of the car, and gently closed his eyes, Xia Lin turned his head to look at the person with closed eyes, then slightly increased the temperature in the car, and the sound of the music Turn it down again, drive the car smoothly, and let the people behind you have a good rest.

"Xia Lin." Zhan Ruchu suddenly said.

He quickly turned a corner, then turned back to the steering wheel, and heard Xia Lin who called him from Ruchu softly "en".

"I like white roses very much."

"Huh?" Somewhat surprised, he quickly glanced at the figure reflected in the rear mirror, and then turned his gaze back to the front.It's just that after waiting for a long time without seeing any reply, Xia Lin turned her head again and saw Zhan Ruchu's eyes still closed, and sighed softly in her heart, Xia Lin's heart turned a lot, both sweet and helpless.

He parked the car slowly in front of the gate of Zhan's house, and just turned his head to look at the person behind the car, when he saw the person opened his eyes.

"you're awake?"

"En." Zhan Ruchu didn't wait for the other party's action, he opened the door and got out of the car.

Following the sound of closing the car door twice before and after, the two of them were already standing close to the parking space.

Looking at the person walking towards him, Zhan Ruchu turned to Xia Lin beside him, and said softly, "Go back!"

"...En." Responding helplessly, Xia Lin stood in the distance, watching Ru Chu's figure leaving as usual.

"correct……"

Zhan Ruchu suddenly stopped and turned his head, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, as bright as the most beautiful clouds in the sky.

"Wait for another four years..."

Xia Lin opened her eyes wide, "Okay."

The footsteps went back to normal, Zhan Ruchu turned around and faced the front.

"Don't look for me..."

The sound blown by the wind fell into Xia Lin's ears somewhat brokenly. Xia Lin stood in the distance and stared straight at the distant figure, as if wanting to reflect the other person into his eyes for memory.

A week later, Xia Lin who was alone in the office received a message from Yu Menjing.

Zhan Rugui got on the plane to England in the morning.

Two weeks later, Zhan Jianhua was forced to resign as the chairman of the board due to the crisis caused by Zhan's, and he was sent to the hospital due to overwork soon after.

On the same day, the exhibition house caught fire and all the servants fled. Six people were injured and one died.

On the same day, Zhan Jianhua got the news that his youngest son had died in the fire just as he was about to come, and fell into a coma again due to the blow.

Not long after, he was diagnosed with cerebral hemorrhage and was secretly transferred to another place for treatment.

"Tap Tat Tat—" Stepping on a rhythmic pace, a slender and handsome man between a boy and a man stopped in front of a hospital bed under the leadership of the people around him.

"Brother Lin, just wait for me here!"

"Okay." Lin Bowen nodded clearly, and gestured to the people around him, and the two men in black guarding the door retreated silently ten meters away.

Pushing open the door, although the person who came came lowered his voice, the people inside turned their heads immediately.

"you you……"

Zhan Jianhua opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and mumbled a few words out of his mouth, "No... dead... Ru, Chu..."

"Huh~"

The visitor, Zhan Ruchu smiled softly, "I've come to see you."

Sitting in front of the bed, Zhan Ruchu first pulled the quilt down for his father gently, and he looked like a very filial son.

"Is it okay to live here? My father."

"information……"

"The news is true~" Zhan Ruchu explained kindly, "Zhan Ruchu is indeed dead." After speaking, Zhan Ruchu suddenly added, "Ah, it's on the household registration."

Zhan Jianhua looked at his smiling young son, he didn't know why he did this, he wanted to ask him, and he had a lot to say in his heart, but he couldn't do what he wanted.

"I know what you want to ask!"

Zhan Ruchu gently wiped the saliva from his father's lips because he accidentally spoke, "I came today to tell you about those things..." After a pause, Zhan Ruchu moved closer to his father's ear, gently Said: "It's all mine."

"Hehe...Don't be too surprised, father." Standing up straight, Zhan Ruchu comforted his father who was so excited by his words with both hands.

"Mother's illness, Zhan's crisis, eldest brother's departure, and father's illness, all of these are... pushed by me."

"Why...wh...what..." Zhan Jianhua stared at his youngest son, and encouraged him to say a few words.

"Heh~" The corner of his mouth curled up, "Why?" Zhan Ruchu repeated it softly, looking at his father's already aged face, and said in a slow tone: "Probably because I hate him too much..."

"I've hated it for too long..." Zhan Ruchu whispered to himself, as if he was lost in thought.

"For...for..." A hoarse voice came from Zhan Jianhua's throat, his paralysis made it very difficult for him to speak.

"Father, have a good rest!" Interrupting the other party, Zhan Ruchu straightened the bedding again and stood up to say goodbye.

"I'll go first, father. Oh, yes, don't worry about my sister, I will take good care of you."

"You... you... evil..."

"Pa—" the door was closed, covering the end of the unfinished sentence.

"Niezi?" Zhan Ruchu stood outside the door and whispered.

"...I have already been."

"Tat Tat Tat—" The sound of footsteps left the empty corridor again.

Four years later.

"Brother, someone wants to see you." Xia You said, he looked more capable and stable after taking off his childishness.

Xia Lin raised her eyebrows, seeming to understand.

Outside, familiar people are still there.

"As before."

The visitor paused with a smile, his slender eyebrows frivolous, "I'm not called Ruchu."

Xia Lin was taken aback when he heard the words, then smiled, stepped forward and held the other's hand, he smiled and said, "What's that called?"

"Zhan Ling."

"Zhan Ling, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

After a pause, "I know."

"You have to compensate me."

"can."

"I will always hold your hand."

"can."

"...Then, I want you to love me?"

"..."

"Can't you?" The tone was sullen.

"I can, work hard."

"Okay!" Stretching out her arms and hugging her, Xia Lin deeply smelled the fragrance of the other person's body, with an extremely gentle smile.

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