The moonlight is like water, the breeze is blowing gently, the goose pillars are exquisite, the flute sounds are lingering, the past is just like that, life is full of twists and turns, love, hate, separation and sorrow, fate comes and goes, all wonderful and subtle, it is just a dream for some people.

Waking up from his dream once again, the silver-haired young man sat up on the bed.

Thinking of the news I received during the day, I no longer wanted to sleep.

Get up and go next door.

Looking at the woman lying in the glass case, he chuckled: "Fu Weilun... should I call him... Third Uncle?"

The woman who had been sleeping for a long time naturally did not respond to him. The man sat on the ground, touching something through the glass cover with his fingers, "Welcome me back? They don't even know who I am...Except for you, no one knows who I am..."

"What's the point of going back... It's just getting married, what's the big deal? I hate her, so I won't go back..."

Why did they come out of the same belly?

She is healthy, but he is suffering from a minor virus.

How come the little thing grows so fast?

What could she do when she went back? She had three older brothers to spoil her.

And a lover brother who is as cold as ice.

Where he is needed.

The man laughed bitterly: "Now our lives are hanging by a thread, only a matter of days... Go back and see her cry."

His voice was weak and unsteady, as if trembling with some unspeakable emotion.

"Shi'an, Yi'an, you hope this moment is safe, that moment is safe... why... don't you care about yourself."

In the morning, the man who didn't find anyone next door came here as usual.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw the person he was looking for, sitting on the ground and obviously had not slept all night.

With his head resting on the glass cover, he looked like a lost wanderer in confusion. His eyes were dark without any spirit, and so deep that it seemed to suck people in. He sat there motionless, it was terrifyingly quiet.

The man sighed softly: "Shao Yu..."

"If you really can't let go, then go back..."

"If I go back, what will happen to her?"

Fu Shaoyu looked back at the woman in the glass case. Apart from the faint heartbeat on the machine indicating that she was still alive, there was no sign of life on her face.

"And...Brother Nanzhou, no one knows of my existence..." He lowered his head, staring at the woman's face, his voice muffled and low.

Xie Nanzhou knew at a glance that he was being stubborn, so he tried to comfort him, "Didn't my father explain this to you before he died?"

"That poison will change a person's pulse. Even your grandfather and Aunt Jingshu didn't realize that the babies were twins until they were about to be born. He said that your grandfather had been waiting for you to come home, but he..." passed away unexpectedly.

He sighed again, "Your sister is getting married, do you want to go?"

"I can't walk that far in my current condition, Brother Nanzhou, please don't bother me."

Fu Shaoyu lowered his head and rested his forehead against the glass cover, murmuring softly: "Mom..."

"Your daughter, that little thing, is getting married. Although she has so many family members and a father, she will probably miss you...Would you please wake up?"

Xie Nanzhou looked at him, worry flashing in his eyes, "You should take your medicine..."

Fu Shaoyu staggered to his feet and walked out with his help.

Until the door closed, neither of them looked back, and thus missed the twitching of the woman's fingers on the bed and the tear in the corner of her eye.

Although he said he didn't want to go, Fu Shaoyu often stared into the distance in a daze for the past month, sitting for the entire day.

Although Xie Nanzhou was anxious, he also knew that this was a heart disease that could not be cured by medicine.

We can only let him figure it out himself.

He sighed and turned to the front yard.

"Zhou Zhou..."

He heard a voice calling from the front. He looked up and saw a blonde woman sitting in a wheelchair over there. He hurriedly went to greet her, "Mother... why did you come here by yourself? Where is the servant..."

The woman stretched out her hand to him, stood up with his help, and walked forward slowly.

Suddenly, she looked at Xie Nanzhou with a smile, "Your grandpa is looking for you..."

"I'll take you back to your room first, and then I'll go find grandpa..."

"I'm fine, I just want to move around a bit,"

Xie Nanzhou forcibly helped her walk to the room. "I see you are sweating. You must have waved away the servants and walked here by yourself... I have told you many times... do it within your ability."

The woman looked at her eldest son helplessly, and said, "I know, please stop nagging me."

She muttered, "Just like your father, nagging..."

The woman had blonde hair and blue eyes. She was a pure American, but she could speak fluent Chinese.

It’s all because of his father, Xie Jingwen.

Speaking of his father, Xie Nanzhou was silent. Although the woman also missed her husband, she promised him that she would not be sad.

So he smiled and changed the subject, "Your grandpa must be looking for you urgently...you go."

"Okay, then you have a good rest."

Xie Nanzhou pushed open the door of the study, saw no one, walked out of the study and went to another room.

He saw a gray-haired old man with his back to him, fiddling with some reagents wearing gloves.

He walked over slowly, "Grandpa..."

"Oh, you're here," the old man put down the test tube and took off his white coat, "Let's go to the study to chat..."

Xie Nanzhou helped him sit on the sofa and said with a smile: "Didn't you go to see Dr. Weiss? How come you came back so soon today..."

"I saw a document from China from Wes. My God, are the IQs of Chinese people so high? It's amazing..." Will looked at him in disbelief.

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