Forever, beauty bone

Chapter 28 The Unsolvable Mystery (2)
She nodded slightly.

Such a concrete example easily describes the life of the Zhou family.All the guesses in the past were accepted. This is a completely different family, living in the "underground" and has its own territory.

In fact, it is really more like listening to a story.

So far away from real life, it sounds like a legend.

"Your ability to accept is very good. At least in the last incident, you reacted well," Zhou Shengchen's mother sighed softly, her voice gradually softening, "However, you will not adapt to the life of the Zhou family. Right? ?”

Shi Yi hummed.

Neither adapt nor agree.

His mother smiled lightly and said nothing more.

To the point, she had said all she wanted to say.Putting aside the political situation, the current situation, and human relations, if she were to see the body of Xiaoren's biological mother, it would break the girl.

Not to mention, those unreasonable family laws and underground transactions.

Shi Yi went to see Zhou Shengchen, who was holding a teacup, wearing black clothes and white trousers, and glasses with black metal frames.He drank tea, he talked, and there was nothing special about what he did, just like when she stood outside the research institute in Xi'an and saw him wearing a white lab coat and striding towards her.

Rigorous and low-key, no matter in life or work.

She asked him why he devoted himself to scientific research.His answer is that it can benefit more people.

She remembered this sentence very clearly, every word he said to her, she was very clear.

So she is firm.

She can be with him and do what he really wants to do.

He did not participate in the whole conversation between Shi Yi and Zhou Shengchen's mother.

It's just that sometimes when I'm tired, I lean my elbows on the arm of the chair, take off my glasses, knead my nose bridge and the center of my eyebrows, or go to see Shi Yi occasionally.After his mother finished what she wanted to say, the topic quickly returned to literature and poetry. When Wen Xing accompanied Tong Jiaren, he heard their conversation and joined in with great interest.This time, not only Tong Jiaren, but even Wen Xing mentioned the painting that Shi Yi had made, as well as the uncle's admiration for her.

"Mr. Chen is my old friend," his mother smiled slightly, recalling, "He is very lonely and rarely praises others."

"Sister-in-law..." Wen Xing closed his mouth in time, "Miss Shi Yi, I really want to see your painting, but unfortunately I gave it to Uncle Chen." Tong Jiaren laughed: "Why don't you make another one today and keep it in Zhou Home is ready."

"Okay," Wen Xing looked at Shi Yi with a smile, "Is it okay, Shi Yi?"

She didn't mind too much.

Just as he was about to agree, Zhou Shengchen suddenly said, "Painting takes a lot of energy, and she hasn't recovered yet."

"That's right." Wen Xing was a little disappointed.

"However," he said unhurriedly, and gave another suggestion, "I can try to copy one."

The voice was faint, as if it was a very simple matter.

Everyone was a little stunned. After all, the painting had just been finished and it had been put away. Even if he saw it, it was only once a day.It is easy to say that it is easy to copy a painting that you have only seen once, but it is very difficult to actually put pen to paper.

Shi Yi was also a little worried, until he saw him standing by the desk, writing.

At first it was a reed grass with many leaves.

Going down layer by layer, there was a slight pause, as if remembering.

When he reached the root of the reed grass, his pen paused again, washed the brush with clear water, dipped it in light ink, and then wrote the boneless lotus she had painted.He is very focused, his entire back is straight, and his eyes look through the lens, only falling on the rice paper in front of him.

A stalk of lotus.

Both similar and different.

At the beginning, the lotus and reeds she painted were lighter, like the only lotus left in the pond at the end of summer, a bit cold.

But now this pair, the brushwork is more romantic, like the first new lotus in the early summer.

The painting environment is the state of mind.

Zhou Shengchen's mother smiled and sighed, although the artistic conception of this painting is different, it is almost similar.Both Wen Xing and Tong Jiaren looked at the painting in a daze, thinking about something.Zhou Shengchen turned his head slightly and looked at her: "Does it look like it?"

Shi Yi couldn't say anything, and smiled lightly, only knowing to look at him.

He cares about himself.He always abides by his original promise and earnestly learns to care and love himself.

After a quick observation, you can start painting.

If it is not hard, it is really difficult to do so.

Zhou Shengchen also looked at her, smiled, changed his pen, and wrote another word next to the painting:

"Looking at the purity of lotus flowers, you should know that your mind is not polluted."

This is Meng Haoran's sentence.

She recognized this sentence, and naturally knew its meaning:
You see that the lotus flower emerges from the mud without being stained, so you should also warn yourself not to be troubled by the world and keep your heart.

Simple cross, every word comes to mind.

Her gaze shifted from the scroll to him.

"Is this Meng Haoran's sentence?" Wen Xing was very happy, and found that he recognized it, "It also matches this painting."

Tong Jiaren also smiled, and said softly, "Yes, it matches well."

In this room, only Zhou Shengchen's mother and Shi Yi could understand what he was talking about by borrowing this poem from Meng Haoran.

He did not participate in the conversation just now.

But it's not a compromise.

What he does, who he chooses, will not change from the beginning to the end.

Looking at the lotus pure, you should know that the mind is not defiled.

The timeliness in his heart is such a timeliness.His timing.

At the end of summer, there is always a sense of defeat in the lotus pond.

But Shi Yi walked on the winding stone bridge over the water, but he didn't feel that these were scenes of decay.Withered after autumn, the thick ice surface in winter will spread a large area of ​​rich green after the river opens in the next year.

Summer goes and autumn comes, year after year.

She turned around and walked backwards to see Zhou Shengchen who was two or three steps behind her.Whether it was him who could make hundreds of thousands of soldiers kneel down with a wave of his bare hand, or the man who walked the white stone bridge with his hands in his trouser pockets in front of him, there was no substitute for him.

Shi Yi was smiling, and he also smiled slightly.

"I... really don't fit in your family."

He didn't care much: "I'm not suitable either."

"Have you been like this since you were a child?"

He laughed: "It's about the same as you since you were a child, and you don't quite fit in."

She thought that he knew everything about her so well, and she felt a little uncomfortable: "How detailed is the... my information in your hand?" "How detailed?" Zhou Shengchen recalled slightly, "It's so detailed that you like to drink coffee Milk without sugar."

It's really detailed.

He already knew this when the two first met, even before they met for the second time.

After a short contact in Xi'an, she was completely familiar to him, but he was always a mystery to her.Every now and then, even every day, she would realize that what she knew in the past was an illusion.

She stopped slowly, and Zhou Shengchen also stopped naturally.

"You used to live in such an environment, are you used to it?"

Dealing in politics, minerals, land, jewellery, drugs and arms.

She felt that these were contrary to his values.

"Me?" He seemed to be thinking about how to say it, and was silent for a while, "I'm not used to it, and I don't like it, but I can't get rid of it. Blood relationship is the only interpersonal relationship that I can't get rid of. I like... a simple life."

She hummed, and joked softly: "I like Venus better than the earth where I live."

He was amused by her, lowered his voice, and said in a serious tone: "But first of all, we must protect the land under our feet. If the land under our feet cannot be defended, our compatriots will have no backing to survive, right?"

Following his words, Shi Yi thought of a lot.

After a while, she nodded and said, "Yes, it's like...the reason why the Jews were slaughtered in the past was because they didn't have their own country." She thought, she understood what Zhou Shengchen meant.

Even if you have immigrated for several generations, you are still Chinese.

No matter where you live in the world, if you don't have a strong motherland, you will be in danger at any time.

Shi Yi looked at him for a while, stretched out his hand, and patted his heart lightly: "Your heart contains too many things, I only need to occupy a small part."

For dinner, she and he ate in their yard.

This is also the past month, and it is rare for two people to sit and eat together quietly.Shi Yi specially prescribed a simple prescription, and made him a medicinal meal himself. Zhou Shengchen seemed to be very repulsed by the taste of Chinese medicine, and the moment he took it, his expression looked like a teenage boy.She guessed in surprise: "Did you eat too much when you were young, and you were in conflict?"

But he already lowered his head and continued to drink the soup that was hot to the touch and mouth.

It seems that I don't want to admit the feeling.

The corner of her mouth moved slightly, as if she was smiling: "If you are afraid of taking medicine, just admit it."

He looked up again, and his expression had returned to normal: "Well, I don't like it very much."

Seriously, unsmiling.

She couldn't hide her good mood, and made fun of him again.

Uncle Lin couldn't help laughing when he saw it, it was rare to see the young master being forced to admit his weakness.

Zhou Shengchen coughed lightly, and said softly, "Okay, if you make trouble again, the family law will be enforced."

"Family law?" She blurted out, suddenly suddenly.

That ambiguous, but clearly love words.It was rare for him to say it, but when he did, it made her blush.

She didn't dare to tease him anymore, and started to eat her own meal.

Maybe it was his joke during the meal, maybe it was his different behavior today.

When she usually used to read books, she could no longer feel at ease, sitting at the desk by the window, Zhou Shengchen was in her peripheral vision.He was leaning against the sofa, sitting a little casually, wearing a simple shirt and trousers.Arms resting on one side, unconsciously playing with the tassels of the sofa cushions, quietly, looking very devoted.

She moved her body, trying to plunge into her book.

"Time?"

"Huh?" She turned around.

He looked at her: "Is there something on your mind?"

"No," she prevaricated casually, "I've been reading, haven't I?"

"You move every two minutes," he smiled slightly, exposing her, "It doesn't look like you're reading a book."

"I..." She tried to think of an excuse, but when she thought about it, she also smiled, "Well, you didn't read the book seriously, and you know that I have been restless."

He raised his eyebrows: "let me see what book you are reading tonight."

She hummed, walked over with the book, and put it on his lap.

But suddenly he held her waist and pressed her directly on the sofa. The sudden movement startled her.The shock dissipated just now, and he could already feel his body sticking to his body, and there had already been obvious changes.

The hot breath slowly approached her neck and chest, and she quickly closed her eyes, distracted.

He put her to bed.

Soon, he unbuttoned the pajamas.

Her hand unconsciously grabbed his shirt and turned around gently.But for some reason, there was a faint feeling of discomfort in the abdomen, but it was not like the abdomen, it was like a dull pain radiating from the chest.

She wanted to speak and tell him that she suddenly seemed uncomfortable.

Unable to defend himself, a soft call came from outside the door: "Young Master."

suddenly.

It's usually not an urgent matter, and no one will go to the second floor at this time.

He had an expression of surprise for a moment, stopped, pulled up the front of the pajamas for her, tidied it up slightly, and got up to open the door.

Standing outside the door was the little girl, who saw him open the door and whispered why she came.

Because he deliberately lowered his voice, Shi Yi couldn't hear the situation, and only saw Zhou Shengchen's back.Soon, he turned to her and said, "Something happened at home, and I need to leave immediately."

She nodded: "You go."

He left in a hurry without any explanation.

It can be seen that it is a very urgent matter.Shi Yi exhaled lightly, the abdominal pain was still faint, so he simply pulled over the brocade quilt, rested on the bed, and gradually fell into a dream.Nightmares, one after another.

She couldn't get out of the nightmare.

I just felt pain running through my muscles and bones, and even my blood vessels.

The pain in her chest was already suffocating, and she wanted to get out of her sleep, struggling and tossing.

It hurts, it hurts.

Can't wake up, trapped in dreams and pain.

In the end, he rolled to the floor and lost consciousness the moment he landed.

On the other side of the old house, there are also people who are suffering.

The family doctors present were all familiar with Wen Xing's physical condition and whispered the most effective treatment plan.In fact, before returning this time, Wen Xing had already undergone surgery, but she insisted on returning to China.

Zhou Shengchen's mother couldn't persuade her, so she could only arrange all the treatments as soon as possible.

That night, when she rescued Shi Yi, everyone was frightened. Fortunately, there was no major problem.

But in front of him, it is the consequence of being late.

She who was sober just now looked at the confused expressions of the people around her dimly, and paused for a few seconds at Mei Xing who was behind the crowd.It wasn't until Mei Xing smiled at her that she slowly looked away.

There are not many accompanying people.

Zhou Shengchen stood behind his mother, looking at her.

She moved her fingers, and was lightly held by her mother, but she struggled to break free. The direction of her fingers was always pointing at her big brother.Zhou Shengchen understood, approached and squatted down.

When he held Wen Xing's hand, Wen Xing's index finger began to slide.

Very weak, wrote two letters very slowly: go
She looked into Zhou Shengchen's eyes without blinking, with anticipation, hoping that Zhou Shengchen would understand what she meant.

Leave here, leave the old house in Zhenjiang.

The sea and the sky are open, let you live the life you want.

Zhou Shengchen also looked back at her, without any emotion in his pitch-black eyes, or in other words, he had been very clear about his sister's thoughts for a long time.Because she, like Shi Yi, asked him if he didn't like life in this family, and he never denied it.

Slowly, she drew two more vertical lines: 11
Then persistently, I wrote go again.

Wen Xing blinked his eyes hard, sucking in oxygen with great difficulty.

No one could see this short and secret exchange except for Zhou Shengchen and Wen Xing.She soon fell into a deep sleep again. Zhou Shengchen's mother stood up very calmly, and whispered to the four doctors behind her. The general idea was that the operation needed to be arranged as soon as possible, and the situation was not optimistic.

Zhou Shengchen was listening, and when everyone in the room had left and only him and his mother were left, the mother and son did not communicate with each other. "This time your sister's matter," after all, the mother said first, "it wasn't so serious."

"There is nothing wrong with the timing of this matter," he said.

The mother looked at him, her tone was flat, but her voice was very low: "I think this girl is ominous."

"She is very ordinary. There is something ominous that has been haunting her." Zhou Shengchen was merciless.

"Do you think our family needs to use such gentle means if we want a girl to disappear?"

The mother's eyes were cold and strange.

Zhou Shengchen didn't speak either.

In order for Wen Xing to recuperate, it is very quiet here, not even cicadas sing.

He stood by the window and stayed with him all night.

It was almost dawn, around the time of breakfast, when Xiao Ren was told about Zhou Wenxing's affairs here, and hurried over.When he pushed the door open, he noticed that the atmosphere was very low and the air was almost frozen.

Xiaoren walked up to Zhou Shengchen's mother, and suddenly said, "Uncle is back."

"Your uncle is back?" Zhou Shengchen's mother was surprised.

"Just arrived," he had a lot of words in his eyes, and it was inconvenient to speak, so he just looked at Zhou Shengchen, "Brother, do you want to visit?"

(End of this chapter)