Do you think I'll hate you?

Xie Qingcheng is blind in one eye.

After cooperating in getting all the investigations related to this case finally done, he went to Miyu for a checkup.

The dean himself did the examination and said that his health was already very bad, that eye should be because of too many tears, and because he himself was too heavily stimulated, all of these things together, eventually made his left optic nerve completely damaged, and it is difficult to recover.

Xie Qingcheng listened calmly, saying he shed no tears.

The dean paused for a moment, looking at his almost bloodless lips, and at his eyes, which saw no light. He said, "There are tears that don't trickle out. But that doesn't mean they don't exist, or even that they never stop."

"You're being very metaphysical."

"Only you know in your own heart if what I say is true."

Xie Qingcheng no longer bothered with him. He seemed to be too lazy to argue with anyone now. Like a stubborn old man, he went home alone without saying a word.

Afraid of his sadness, Xie Xue and Wei Dongheng , Aunt Li and Zheng team ...... they have visited him, trying to want to comfort him.

But Xie Qingcheng was calm, as if it wasn't his own eyes that had lost their light.

He remembers that He Yu used to say that his eyes were very pretty. Maybe He Yu really hated him when he left, and took one of his eyes with him, and his eyes became blood-red roses that went with him.

He Yu picked the rose.

Not a bad thing, if he likes it.

Xie Qingcheng thought and closed his eyes wearily.

He tired more easily now than he had before, perhaps because the string that had been tight for twenty years had finally loosened.

Now, he has found the answer, Wei Rong was arrested and sentenced on a later date, without any surprise, it is the death penalty, in He Yu's information, identified the city bureau in the city bureau has been Wei Rong and Huang Zhilong and other people as the umbrella of the big black police, after Zheng team for a long time to secretly collect the evidence, the three evidence, the big umbrella down, double rules in custody. The Ministry of Public Security locates Mandela Island through the last information left by He Yu and intercepts a lot of valid information in preparation for a raid on Duan Wen's lair.

The fallen were given a proper name and the headstones entered the Martyrs' Park.

All the reluctance seems to have come to fruition. The darkness of the past seems to wait for the light one after another.

But how is he so tired ......

It was as if he had been relieved of a heavy burden, had lost his purpose, and, like snow blindness, his eyes and mind had gradually become blank - his only purpose in life now was to finish organizing Qin Ciyan's writings for him.

In addition to this, all aspects of this broken thing have been handled by specialized personnel, he can no longer manage, and there is little heart to pick up again.

Xie Qingcheng coughed violently and sat in front of the window, where by the window sill lay the small fire dragon whose flame on its tail had been reglued around the perimeter of the blind box, and he touched its flame with his cold hand.

The resin made the coupling, nothing warm.

The little fire dragon that really gave him a little warmth was gone.

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Xie Qingcheng later went to the seized He Residence, stood at the iron gate with the seal and looked inside for a long time, it was autumn, the endless summer in the villa courtyard had already bloomed to the breath of dying, the large lawn that he and He Yu met when they first met because no one had built it in a while, it had already shown stark fatigue.

Xie Qingcheng was in a trance when he heard someone call out to him, "Dr. Xie."

But when I turned my head, there was no one.

He went back to the school playground, it was summer vacation and there weren't many people on campus, he was the only one sitting in the bleachers in the huge stadium.

He remembered the way He Yu had grinned broadly as he ran through the kilometers on the playground before they broke up.

That's really like a nineteen year old, chasing the wind in the sun, running past all the figures into vigorous youth.

"Xie Qingcheng, come see my race, I'll get you first place."

He heard his voice again, clearer than when he was in front of the villa, he turned his head sideways and saw no one, but when he turned his head again to look at the plastic track, he seemed to see He Yu's figure running in a circle.

He ran so hard, as if that would allow him to catch up with that company he wanted, that dream.

One lap ...... two laps ......

He ran wildly, the most valuable thing about young people is that he will always have a mouthful of energy, and will not let go until the lamp runs out.

Xie Qingcheng looked at that empty playground, he wanted He Yu to stop, stop being so stupid to go forward, stop insisting so ......

There's no road ahead, He Yu.

The sea is ahead, don't you go ......

Don't you go.

At some point during the muddle, a janitor approached him and told him that the stadium was going to be cleared and that the campus would not be open at night.

Xie Qingcheng It was only then that he realized it was already dark.

He took a cab and was supposed to go home, but when the driver asked where he was going, the name that came out of his mouth slowly was the name of the jazz bar by the Bund.

Xie Qingcheng has never been to a bar by himself in his life.

That's a first.

He went back to the tavern, which seemed to have traveled from Europe a hundred years ago, and sat where he and He Yu had sat before. The jazz band played the same songs day after day, and he listened as if the loosest day of his life had come back to him.

The old man on stage is singing Love you hate you, ask if you know?

He smiled and listened in the shadow of the wine and lights.

It was strange that he still laughed. He raised his hand to his face, and the dim light fell into his eyes.

It was strange how he could see so clearly that a teenager was walking outside, even though his vision was fading in the one eye he could only see out of.

He Yu was thirteen or fourteen years old, holding an ID card that didn't belong to him, using his height and aura to fool the waiter, and sitting down at the bar with ease and familiarity. His eyes were shining as he watched the jazz band on stage singing one of their old familiar songs, and at the end of the song he smiled and clapped his hands in a gentle manner.

I see you.

Ask if you know ......

I hear you.

I ask you if you know?

As the night wore on, Xie Qingcheng drank the last bit of wine in his glass, and he looked up, and he saw He Yu, who had finished his birthday that day, dressed in formal attire, smiling and extending his hand to him.

Sir, may I ask you for a dance?

Xie Qingcheng looked at him, looked for a long time, a long time later, drinking wine to the eyes have been completely wet red Xie Qingcheng, whispered to him, "...... I'm sorry, is that I hurt you ... ..."

Sorry ......

I ended up getting you killed myself.

Did you know?

If you knew the future on that day, would you still want to dance to this song?

Sorry ...... He Yu ......

Sorry ......

There was a hint of choking in his voice, but he was so dizzy and his ears were ringing that he didn't even hear the broken choking.

He lowered his blurry, wet eyes and raised them again, wanting to see He Yu's gentle smile one more time.

But it went dark around him, and there was nothing in front of him.

A big black swath.

Only one Endless Summer fell down in the darkness and touched the ground, and the cluster of flowers shattered unexpectedly, like the shattering of a good dream that could not be returned.

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Xie Qingcheng woke up to find herself lying in an intensive care unit at the MeiYu private hospital.

Slowly, he realized that he should have passed out in the jazz bar, and then was sent to the hospital by a warm-hearted citizen. I guess he couldn't be admitted to any other hospital in his condition, so he ended up going around in circles and was sent back to MeiYu.

Xie Xue was asleep on the side of his bed, her eyes swollen like pink walnuts from crying.

She was now showing her pregnancy, pregnant women needed to rest well, but she couldn't do it, these days, the media exposed too many things, and some that the media couldn't expose, she also knew the situation from the Wei family and the police.

All those things that she once couldn't figure out no matter what became incredibly clear these days.

She was heartbroken beyond words, but there was nothing she could do, she could only be there for her brother in this way as much as she could - she hoped her big brother could still feel the warmth of life from her.

She'd held his hand night after night since he'd been taken to the hospital in a coma, and those fingers were cold, like those of someone who was already dead.

Wei Dongheng was distressed and came to persuade her to go to bed and change his watch, but she cried.

She clutched Xie Qingcheng's hand and looked back at Wei Dongheng helplessly, she choked, "How can I not cover the heat ah ...... how can I not cover him ...... "

Xie Qingcheng has a special constitution, a sick body living in the world, every treatment has to experience pain thousands of times more painful than chemotherapy, he is completely relying on his own breath to hold on.

Now that breath is gone.

His hot blood, then, went as cold as the man who died for him.

Xie Xue hugged him tightly, resting her forehead against his shoulder, her face streaked with tears, "Brother ......"

Wei Dongheng couldn't persuade her, so she cried and fell asleep on her back by the Xie Qingcheng bedside.

Xie Qingcheng woke up with a dry throat, unable to make a sound, he looked at Xie Xue's sleeping face for a while, then lifted his fingers and lightly touched her hair.

Xie Xue woke up in a flash: "...... Brother?!"

There was no one else in the ward, Xie Qingcheng slowed down for a while and said to Xie Xue, "...... How did you fall asleep here. Wei Dongheng?"

"He went to buy breakfast." Xie Xue wiped her eyes and was busy holding Xie Qingcheng's hand, "Brother, how are you? Do you feel better? I'll call a doctor for you ......"

She poured out a bunch of stuff.

Xie Qingcheng looked at her, but only said, "You now, know a lot of things." It wasn't even a question.

Xie Xue was dumbfounded at first, then lowered her eyelids and nodded.

She was holding down her emotions, but she didn't hold them down for too long, and suddenly she burst into tears, and she flung herself into Xie Qingcheng's arms, and she couldn't stop herself from asking him, "Brother ...... it hurts doesn't it ...... you're so It hurts ...... doesn't it ......"

"...... I'm fine."

"You lie ......" Xie Xue paused and suddenly howled. "You lie! I know you're sad because of He Yu's death, I'm also ......I'm sad too......But you can't go on like this......You can't go on like this brother! ......!"

She cried, her tears falling in big drops, "He's gone I know you're hurting ...... you can't even see ...... but ...... but please ...... don't do this anymore ......"

"Stop lying to us and saying it's okay ...... Stop hiding it from us and saying it's okay ...... You're physically dying, your organs are failing, I know all of it! I know all of it!!!"

Xie Qingcheng was speechless and looked at her in shock.

After a while, the light in the only eye he could still see with dimmed.

"Dean told you?"

Xie Xue wiped her tears and nodded.

Xie Qingcheng remained silent for a long time, and finally only reported a light smile at his own pain, "And what's it worth."

For a man who had never owned anything in his life, He Yu had more than enough.

This pain was no longer enough to mention in his mind.

But Xie Xue shuddered, utterly incredulous, and looked at her brother as if she thought he had gone mad: "What's the point? How can it be? Brother ...... these years, you have how much pain it ......"

How much has he hurt over the years?

Piecing together the fragmented body back.

He suffered the pain of his parents' murder alone, but shielded his sister's eyes from these evils, and it was because of his protection that she grew up carefree and healthy and happy, while he suffered all the darkness.

It hurts so much along the way.

Wife left him.

The teacher walked away.

The disease has been endured for more than twenty years and cannot be told to anyone.

Xie Xue didn't see Xie Qingcheng's treatment room in MeiYu until yesterday, and it was the old dean who finally couldn't stand her pleading after she and Wei Dongheng learned a lot of things, and took her to see it while Xie Qingcheng was still unconscious.

That cold treatment room-cold iron, chilly water, restraint straps, metal beds, and the only communication with the outside world was that emergency call bell.

Although the dean spoke rn-13, he did not talk to her about the secret of the first emperor, and only vaguely described Xie Qingcheng s mental Ai Bola disease and the suffering of the treatment.

But that was enough. Xie Xue ended up losing her voice in that treatment room, sitting on her knees and bawling her eyes out.

How much does it hurt ...... How much does he hurt!

"Your brother actually made that decision after the divorce." Dean said, blurring the notion of the First Emperor past him, only to say to Xie Xue that Xie Qingcheng wished to find a treatment that would revitalize the mind and delay organ failure.

"Xie Qingcheng did this, on the one hand, because he wanted to develop medicines for Qin Rongbei, on the other hand, only by doing so did he have the energy to deliberate over and over again to recover the remnants of the notes that were left behind by Qin Ciyan before his death. Those things were very precious medical information, and he knew that it could save many lives, but he didn't keep them well, and they were damaged by someone who destroyed the last thing his teacher had, and when he told me about this, he said that he had always lived in guilt."

Xie Xue finally managed to stand up with Wei Dongheng's help and hug.

Despite being so sad already, she bowed towards the dean and then said, "I'm sorry, Dean ...... I know that my brother's income can't support such a high cost of treatment, and after all you've done for him over the years, this money... . we can all give it now, I'll be sure-"

Before she finished her words, the dean hastily waved his hand: ''The founder of this hospital is me and Old Qin, Old Qin passed away for a while, the hospital was in chaos, encountered operational difficulties, once turnover is not over, is your brother found me, put his hundreds of thousands of savings down those years donated to the hospital. How can I still have the face to ask for your money? Where can I put this face?"

Xie Xue was shocked.

"He ...... he ...... that--that then ...... "Her face became whiter and whiter, and she suddenly realized why when Xie Qingcheng divorced Li Ruoqiu, Xie Qingcheng gave Li Ruoqiu everything he could, and never said anything bad about Li Ruoqiu, much less let Xie Xue say anything outside about her cheating.

He had not even divorced Li Ruoqiu when he took the money and donated it to Old Qin's hospital. Given his character, he would never have hidden the money from his wife without authorization.

Xie Xue blurted out, "Was he here alone then?"

"No." Dean said, "He came with his then wife, Ms. Lee. Both signed the donation ......"

Xie Xue was stunned, and tears came to her eyes once again.

For so many years ...... she has always thought that her brother is afraid of losing face, so refused to say that his wife cheated on him, and did not recognize his wife as the party at fault in the divorce. But it turned out ...... because Xie Qingcheng has been unable to forget Li Ruoqiu at that time to support him to do this thing.

"I don't think he said much to her, but Mrs. Li only knew that he felt guilty because it was through Xie Qingcheng that Yi Beihai's mother had passed the case to Old Qin. She even asked me when he went out for a cigarette, asking me if her husband and Old Qin were close friends. I said no." Dean said, "I did ask her if she had any regrets, and that if she didn't want to, she didn't have to donate the money at all, and she fumed for a long time again, and finally said that she would donate it then, and that it would be a good thing to do, and that after all, she'd been married to him for so many years ......"

Xie Xue is having an emotional breakdown the more she listens.

How she never thought that year would be like this ......

Li Ruoqiu at that time already do not love Xie Qingcheng, but Xie Qingcheng do not know, he is very slow in the emotional aspect of ...... and Li Ruoqiu, Xie Xue has always thought that Li Ruoqiu greed to the extreme, cheating on the divorce, but also to take away the family's last some of the money ...... but she did not know Li Ruoqiu actually heart is not so bad, she did not set any obstacles to complete his most wanted to accomplish things. The last remaining money ...... but she did not know Li Ruoqiu actually heart is not so bad, she did not set any obstacles for Xie Qingcheng to complete his most wanted to complete the thing.

All those years of savings she promised him to donate.

She doesn't love him anymore, she complains that he's too wooden and unemotional, she even cheated on him ......

But people are very complex, the human heart is like a mirror kaleidoscope, this world there is no good person who never made a mistake in life, and where is the evil person who has not done a single good deed.

Li Ruoqiu gave Xie Qingcheng her full support. She actually knew in her heart that it was the last thing she could do for him as his wife.

Later, Xie Qingcheng must have finally realized the almost guilt-ridden state of mind she felt when she signed the donation agreement.

How embarrassing should it be for someone as strong as he is ......

No one wanted him anymore. One by one, they walked away from him, leaving behind unsolved cases, self-doubt, guilt, and pity.

At this moment, Xie Xue hugged Xie Qingcheng, and the teardrops kept rolling down, "Brother ...... how much do you hurt ...... these twenty years... . how much you've hurt!"

Xie Qingcheng felt the warmth, but strangely, it seemed that the warmth could no longer flow into his heart.

He patted Xie Xue's back gently and a voice came out of his hoarse throat, "I'm fine."

"It doesn't hurt anymore ......"

He didn't lie to her.

His heart has died with He Yu.

And where else would the dead feel any pain.

When Wei Dongheng returned, Xie Qingcheng had just calmed Xie Xue down.

Wei Dongheng brought Xie Xue some food, Xie Qingcheng can't eat outside, so he joined Wei Dongheng to make Xie Xue drink all the congee, and then go back to have a good rest. Xie Xue would like to stay here and watch Xie Qingcheng, but she can't beat four hands, especially when one of them is her brother.

She just had to sit next to her, red and swollen eyes, and drink all the porridge bit by bit.

Wei Dongheng looked at Xie Xue, and then at Xie Qingcheng, and he suddenly said, "Brother Xie, we have something that we want to discuss with you."

Xie Qingcheng : "Go ahead."

Wei Dongheng got up, solemnly, "We ...... we want to take you to the United States to see a doctor, the dean and we said, that the state that originally developed rn-13 has the best treatment equipment now, I want ... ...I want you to do it for the sake of Xie Xue as well, and for the sake of your nephew who is not yet born ......"

He said here, his eyes slightly red. Wei Dongheng was a man with a very coarse mind, rarely having any soft side, but at this moment, he held back the trembling in his voice before he opened his mouth, "......We want ......to let you live, and want to ask you not to give up on yourself."

Xie Xue raised her head as well, something she had discussed with Wei Dongheng earlier, but she hadn't gotten around to saying it yet, and she was even worried that she wouldn't be able to open her mouth, and that if she did, her voice would be shattered and broken.

The truth is also true, she swallowed the porridge, opened her mouth three or four times, before she barely let out a plea with a sobbing voice: "Brother ...... Let's find a way to live, okay ...... If you leave like this, I will be very sad, you know I'm very dumb I don't know how to bring up a child, you live ...... Let's go and get cured ...... Then you help me again, you teach me how to bring him up, how to help him, how to comfort him ...... You teach me all little by little Teach me, just like you used to bring me up, okay ......"

Xie Qingcheng did not say anything.

Xie Xue raised her hand to cover her eyes and wiped the tears from her eyelashes, "Brother ...... please ......"

"Now that Mom and Dad's case has been solved and Sister Qin is gone, only Grandpa Qin's book needs you to keep organizing it ...... Let's take it slow, okay? ...... I can't live without you... ..."

I can't live without you.

Xie Qingcheng's heart suddenly trembled.

In fact, there had already been someone who had said that to him, someone who had hugged him that hard then, in the fire, in the ashes.

Xie Xue : "If you just give up ...... He Yu knows, he will also ...... he will also be sad ...... brother ...... You think about He Yu ...... He has already given his life for these things, so ...... can you... ...can you not let him spring to know and feel sad ...... brother ......"

Xie Qingcheng slowly closed his eyes.

He knew in his heart that it wouldn't.

Xie Xue doesn't know the last conversation he had with He Yu, and she doesn't know who set the trap that He Yu's heart is like a stone.

He thought that if there really was another world, then He Yu must have hated him when he saw him again.