Venus

Xia Qiyou suddenly figured out the cause and effect, and felt his head being hit hard on the bell and drum, and his ears were ringing.

Qiu Ziming forced the professor of academic fraud to jump, so the other party retaliated.

"I heard that you guys went hiking yesterday, why didn't you send him home?" Xia Jinghong asked Xia Qiyou in a rarely harsh tone.

"I..." Xia Qiyou remembered that kiss again, "He was going to the publishing house to talk about something, and he didn't ask me to wait for him..."

"You have known him for so long, don't you understand his character?" Xia Jinghong seemed very distressed, "He didn't ask you to wait, so you left him alone? Didn't you even find a driver for him?"

"I..." Xia Qiyou didn't want to say it, because he deliberately didn't want to get too close to Qiu Ziming.

"Although he didn't show it, he didn't want you to look down on him because he couldn't see. You don't understand the most basic mentality of blind people?" Xia Jinghong's tone became more and more severe, "I asked you to learn how to communicate with blind people from an early age. Where did you learn to deal with?"

Xia Qiyou's mind was filled with the image of Qiu Ziming saying "I know" at the foot of the mountain, and his heart seemed to be suppressed by a huge rock.

Xia Jinghong looked at him sadly, "You should have been stabbed! Why did you..."

"Dad," Xia Qiyou interrupted him with red eyes, "are you disappointed in me? Do you think that I can't handle the troubles before by myself? Do you think that I can't compare with you A blind man with no blood relationship?"

Xia Jinghong's mood fluctuated too much and he needed to rest; Xia Qiyou immediately found a lawyer after leaving the ward and asked him to file a criminal lawsuit against the professor for Qiu Ziming's serious injury.

Xia Qiyou almost spent the next few days in Qiu Ziming's ward.He really felt that Qiu Ziming's injury was his responsibility.

Occasionally, Xiao Han would come to visit Qiu Ziming.Xia Qiyou apologized for his previous remarks, and asked her about the relationship between Qiu Ziming and Qiu Minze.

"Teacher Qiu and Mr. Qiu are not foster fathers and sons," Xiao Han told him affirmatively, "If they were really foster fathers and sons, Teacher Qiu wouldn't have to live so hard."

"The other day Mr. Qiu said that Ziming owed him a huge debt. Do you know what happened?"

Xiao Han shook his head like a rattle, "I don't know anything about Mr. Qiu and Mr. Qiu. Really."

Xia Jinghong felt restless for several days.Xia Qiyou had some rifts with him, and he spent more time in Qiu Ziming's ward than with his father.

Qiu Ziming laughed at his childishness, and asked him to take him to meet Xia Jinghong: "I have always admired Mr. Xia. I only talked to him on the phone a few times before, but this time we are neighbors, so we should visit him face to face."

On the way, Xia Qiyou unconsciously kept a few steps away from him, and when he arrived at his father's ward, he came to his side as if he woke up suddenly, and hugged him affectionately: "Excuse me, if my dad sees that I haven't taken care of you well, You have to tell me again."

Qiu Ziming's waist was almost held in his arms, and the base of his ears were slightly red, "I really can't see, but I'm not a useless person, I can walk this way by myself."

"I know, I know," Xia Qiyou said as he squeezed his hand, "but I want...I want to be your eyes."

He felt Qiu Ziming's weak, cold hands slowly clenched him.

Xia Jinghong was very excited to see Qiu Ziming.

Qiu Ziming chatted casually with him, while Xia Qiyou searched his memory for when his father had shown such an expression.

He thought for a long time before he remembered that a long time ago, his mother ran away from home after a big quarrel with his father, and returned home a few days later. At that time, his father had this expression on his face.

It is probably this kind of feeling that something cherished is lost and found again.

Xia Qiyou thought in a daze, his eyes moved back and forth between his father and Qiu Ziming.

He suddenly had a strange feeling...as if his father and Qiu Ziming knew each other a long time ago.

Xia Qiyou returned to his father's villa and found out the old photos.

He found the photos of his mother and looked at them one by one until late at night.

After Qiu Ziming was discharged from the hospital, Xia Qiyou bought a lot of supplements and sent them to his home.

In the dark living room, only a faint ray of sunlight penetrated through the curtains.

Xia Qiyou casually chatted with Qiu Ziming about the professor's case and what happened in the company recently.

We chatted and chatted, and we talked about our mother again.

"I don't understand until now. At that time, my father was so kind to my mother, and I was not a very rambunctious brat. Why is my mother always unhappy and why does she always cry secretly?"

Qiu Ziming curled his slender body into the sofa, and his voice was tinged with coldness: "There is always a reason for being unhappy. In the final analysis, it is nothing more than what you can't get and what you have lost."

Xia Qiyou stared at Qiu Ziming's face with bold eyes, almost dissecting every inch of his face.

He felt dazed.

Xia Qiyou found out his parents' marriage certificate and came to Xia Jinghong's ward.

"You and your mother got married a few months ago, and you gave birth to me after five years of marriage." Xia Qiyou's voice trembled slightly, "Don't you want a child at first?"

Xia Jinghong looked at him puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Xia Qiyou put down another photo of his mother and another photo of Qiu Ziming.

"Ziming and mother..." Xia Qiyou took a deep breath, "They look a bit alike, don't they?"

"Teacher Qiu is not a mother, and your mother is not a man, how do they look like..."

"Dad—" Xia Qiyou held up the two photos in front of his father, "Don't you think he looks more like my mother than me?"

"..."

"If I remember correctly, my mother is also a patient with thalassemia, right?"

"Yes……"

"I have never understood why you have such a deep obsession with the blind... Isn't it enough to donate money? Why do you want me to learn Braille, why do you still..."

"Qi You..."

"Dad—" The photo slipped from Xia Qiyou's fingers, "You knew this all along, right? He's mine..."

Xia Qiyou still couldn't believe it.

He accompanied Qiu Ziming to the hospital to have the stitches removed, and slipped into the DNA identification department while no one was looking.

A few days later, he got the identification report.

Hiding in the hospital bathroom, he saw the identification results, then tore the report into pieces, threw it into the toilet, and flushed it countless times.

Xia Jinghong confessed to Xia Qiyou that he had been secretly looking for Qiu Ziming's whereabouts after his wife died.

Huang Tian paid off, he finally found out that Qiu Ziming was his child half a year ago, and he began to pay attention to him from then on.

Xia Jinghong is a natural homosexual.

His parents forced him to carry on the family line, separated him from his boyfriend, and finally forced him to marry Wei Qing, who was born with a disease.

Both were young at the time, neither had feelings for each other, and at the beginning of their marriage there was only torture and pain.

Less than a year after marriage, Wei Qing became pregnant and suffered from depression during pregnancy, but she gave up on herself and drank heavily to drown her worries.

The first child born was weak and blind.

Wei Qing didn't want that child.She hated this child with her and Xia Jinghong's blood from the bottom of her heart.

Xia Jinghong was busy with his career at that time, and he didn't have the time to take care of that unlovable little life.

Born weak, or blind, living in this world can only suffer, maybe it was a mistake to be born.

Xia Jinghong and Wei Qing discussed for a few days and decided to abandon the child rationally.

At first, the two thought about adding too much sleeping pills to the child's milk powder, but they still couldn't do it when they did it.

One late night when the child was not full moon, Xia Jinghong threw him at a garbage disposal plant in the outer suburbs, and then returned home as if fleeing.

After several months of waiting, no police came to the door. Xia Jinghong gradually believed that the child had been buried in the ground along with other garbage.

Perhaps it was this jointly planned crime that brought the two closer together; it wasn't long before Xia Jinghong and Wei Qing truly fell in love with each other.

They want children, but the shadow of the first child always lingers.

After the fifth year of marriage, Wei Qing was pregnant with her second child.

The husband and wife gave this new life unprecedented love and care.

The baby was healthy and beautiful after birth, crying loudly and laughing brightly.

He is simply the darling kissed by God, much luckier than his brother.

"Why don't you recognize him?" Xia Qiyou only had one question at the end.

"Because I'm Xia Jinghong. I'm your father, the chairman of the Xia Corporation, and a philanthropist. I can't...can't be stained."

Xia Qiyou was extremely disappointed with this answer: "You have been following him for almost a year, and I can see that you appreciate him very much, but you don't want him to come back to this home?"

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't."

"Stop making excuses! Your charity is nothing but hypocrisy, and your self-proclaimed morality is also self-deception. You don't even dare to make the mistakes you made..."

"It's because you think things are too simple." Xia Jinghong became emotional, "You don't know what kind of person Qiu Ziming is—how do you think a blind man like him became such a brilliant writer today? ? He used to work for Qiu Minze!"

Xia Qiyou obviously didn't think so much.

"Besides, I just want to recognize him, but he doesn't want to recognize me..." Xia Jinghong sighed bitterly, "He won't forgive me. No one will forgive a father like me."

"No... Dad..." Xia Qiyou's eyes turned red with sadness, "You are the best father in the world..."

"I turned all my guilt towards him into caring for you, but I still owe him, I owe him too much..." Xia Jinghong's eyes rolled down with tears, "I would rather he never knew that I was his biological father , just treat me as an old man who can get along with him...Qiyou, I'm really old...I really don't want to be resented by my own son, do you understand..."

Xia Qiyou tremblingly held his father's hand.

Xia Jinghong's mood was unstable, his condition deteriorated rapidly, and he needed emergency surgery.

Xia Qiyou waited outside the operating room for a few minutes, then suddenly remembered something and called Qiu Ziming.

"My dad has an operation, and I'm worried...can you stay with me for a while?"

Qiu Ziming was silent on the other end of the phone for a while, and then said "OK" softly.

The driver took Qiu Ziming to the operating room.He still looked the same indifferent.

Xia Qiyou tentatively asked, "What do you think of my dad?"

"Mr. Xia?" Qiu Ziming pondered, "He is an outstanding entrepreneur."

Xia Qiyou asked again: "What do you think of my father?"

Qiu Ziming thought for a while, "I only met him once, so I don't know much about him. The impression he gave me...is very friendly."

"Then... what do you think of me?" Xia Qiyou was a little at a loss, "What do you think of me?"

Qiu Ziming was slightly taken aback, "You...?" Then he smiled: "You are my friend."

"You will always consider me a friend, right?" Xia Qiyou asked.

Qiu Ziming looked a little confused.

"No matter what, I will always treat you as a friend." Xia Qiyou smiled.

Qiu Ziming looked even more confused.

After the operation, Xia Jinghong became weaker than before.

Qiu Ziming heard that he had a bad appetite, so he would cook soup himself occasionally to visit him.

"Qiyou, why do you always take up Teacher Qiu's time." Xia Jinghong scolded Xia Qiyou softly, but with a smile on his face.

"I'm not busy anyway." Qiu Ziming smiled before Xia Qiyou, "Xiao Xia cares about you very much; I have no relatives since I was a child, and I am very envious of the family relationship between you."

The smile on Xia Jinghong's face froze, and his voice became old: "You can... you can treat us as your family."

Xia Qiyou felt his heart being pulled hard, and forced a dry laugh: "We are a family, ha... Brother Ziming and I are closer than brothers."

Qiu Ziming turned his face sideways, and his eyes met Xia Qiyou's; Xia Qiyou felt that he had seen through his panic and anxiety.

"I don't need family members." Qiu Ziming's voice was cold, "I envy the family relationship between you and Xiao Xia, but that's all. I don't need family relationship."