Traveling to a foreign country, "Nan Dou" was founded by Mr. Qin? ...

By mid-May, Pinot's physical and mental condition had improved.

Wen Zichuan asked Cheng Xuecheng if he could send her back to Sinopharm. Cheng Xuecheng said that he would respect the patient's wishes.

Wen Zichuan was traveling to a foreign country with an uncertain return date. He was concerned about Pinot's condition and worried that Xiao Liang would have no one to take care of him. He once wanted to change his mind and let Cheng Sizhou stay.

Cheng Sizhou bit his ear angrily: "You are worried about Xiao Liang having no one to take care of her, but you are not worried about me being alone in my empty room, missing you so much that I can't sleep?"

The very next day after Wen Zichuan had this idea, Mo Ming came to Dengyuan on the early bus. He said that he could take care of Xiao Liang and make up for the regret of having Xiao Liang fostered in someone else's home.

Wen Zichuan was overjoyed and immediately transferred some money to Dr. Mo and gave him a set of keys to his home and the Lin family shop.

On the day of the farewell, Zhou Yitang pouted the entire time, not even smiling. Cheng Sizhou folded his hands and commented, "It's too ugly."

Wen Zichuan glared at Cheng Sizhou, then turned to comfort Zhou Yitang: "It's not like you won't come back. When you get into university, we'll celebrate with you."

After the summer vacation, Zhou Yitang entered her third year of high school. Even though Pinault was in Dengyuan, she couldn't come to play with her often.

"When will you come back?" She raised her head, tears in her eyes.

"The medical level of Sinodang is comparable to Dengyuan. If the matching is successful, Pinot will perform the operation at Sinodang. He will need recuperation after the operation. We can't say how long it will take now." Wen Zichuan explained to her seriously.

"It's okay," Zhou Yitang wiped the corners of his eyes, "I'll have time after the college entrance examination. If you haven't come back in a year, I'll go to Sinopharm to look for you."

Pinault was wearing a turquoise long dress today. She walked out of the room and pinned a butterfly brooch on Zhou Yitang's lapel.

The brooch is made using traditional engraving techniques. Although it is made of silver, it has a transparent and ethereal beauty, like a white butterfly that encounters by chance and is about to flap its wings and fly away in the blink of an eye.

"I'll leave "Rose Heart" to you." Pinault was full of expectations. She knew that Zhou Yitang was more optimistic and determined than her, and he understood better than her why the moon represents longing.

"Hmm!" Zhou stroked the brooch with great care, "I will give them the best possible ending."

Wen Zichuan hadn't asked about the script's progress for a while: "Has 'Graceful Heart' been finished?"

Pinot smiled and said, "I heard that no one likes bad endings nowadays, so I asked Zhou Yitang to help me write a happy ending."

In reality, Song Xiang died of illness and Qin Zhihan committed suicide for love. Although living and dying together is not too bad, since it has been adapted into a literary work, it might as well use gentler writing to let them live happily and fulfillingly in a parallel world.

"I will miss you." Zhou Yitang suddenly hugged Pinot, "I will always miss you."

Pinot patted her back gently: "Zhou Yitang, you have a good academic and life, and your parents love you very much. I hope you can live your life the way you like."

Before leaving, Ms. Wang hurriedly called via video.

Because of the viral pandemic, she was over 50 years old and still stayed on the front line. She was busy for more than half a month and didn't even see her son.

"Mom, we're getting on the plane soon." Cheng Sizhou turned the camera and took a picture of the three of them, indicating that everyone was fine and that she didn't need to worry.

"My dear, do you really have to go this time?" Wang Xinxin took off her mask, which was rarely seen. Dark brown streaks had been left on the sides of her nose. "The situation at home is serious, and it will only be more dangerous abroad."

When Cheng Sizhou saw her face, his eyes suddenly sore. He patted his chest and assured her: "I remember all the protection knowledge you taught me. I will take good care of myself and them."

Wang Xinxin opened her mouth, but swallowed the words back and finally stopped trying to persuade him.

In her eyes, Cheng Sizhou is an exceptionally straightforward child. Once he is determined to do something, he will never turn back no matter how many difficulties and dangers there are.

"Pea——nut——"

"Pea——nut——"

The plane landed at Sinodang Airport. At the pick-up area, a plump lady with a warm smile waved at them from afar.

Wen Zichuan quietly asked Pinot: "Is it Sally?"

Pinault shook his head. "Sally isn't that young. She's Sally's daughter, Elise."

Although she is young, Iris is actually in her forties. She is proficient in both English and Chinese, and controls more than half of Qin's business.

"Hello, friends from China," Iris shook hands with Cheng Sizhou and Wen Zichuan in turn. "I'm Iris, and you can also call me by my Chinese name, Qin Se."

"Is Aunt Sally okay? You told me last time that her memory is getting worse." Pinault asked.

Iris put on a regretful expression and said, "You'll know when you meet her."

In their later years, Qin Zhihan and Song Xiang lived in a detached villa in the southwest suburbs of Senodang. Before they passed away, Pinault went to Dengyuan. The villa was later managed by Sally, who then handed it over to Iris.

Alice drove them home and did not pass through the city. Wen Zichuan and Cheng Sizhou both breathed a sigh of relief at the thought that they did not have to go to places where crowds gathered.

Seeing that Iris didn't even wear a mask, Pinault asked her what was happening with Senodang and whether many people were infected.

Iris held onto the steering wheel and replied calmly, "Don't be nervous, it's just the flu."

Sally was waiting for them in the villa. Although she was no longer young, she was wearing an elegant silk dress and sitting upright, as calm as a person in a painting.

"Mommy, your young lady is back!" Iris put her hand on Sally's shoulder and joked with her, "Mommy, you can forget anyone, but you can't forget your young lady!"

Pinault walked up to her and asked, "Aunt Sally?"

Sally looked at her, and the corners of her lips seemed to move, but she said nothing and made no other movements. She still sat quietly.

"It's Alzheimer's," Iris said, putting away her smile. "She probably doesn't remember anyone except Mr. Qin."

"Aunt Sally..." Pinault felt a little sad. She leaned on her knees like she did when she was a child, held her hand and stroked her face.

Pinault was raised by Sally and Iris. Iris was lively and acted like an older sister, while Sally was gentle and intellectual. Young Pinault projected many of his fantasies about his mother onto her.

But even if Sally had a vague affection for Qin Zhihan, it was impossible for her to go further. She was Qin Zhihan's right-hand man, and only when she was not busy with her work could she spare some energy to treat Pinault as a close child.

Iris arranged for the servants to clean the room. Cheng Sizhou and Wen Zichuan went to rest first, leaving Pinault and Sally alone for a while.

Although he didn't come into contact with many people along the way, Cheng Sizhou still cleaned the inside and outside of the room, his suitcase, and his coats and clothes with disinfectant.

He had been trained in these things by Ms. Wang since he was a child, so he was very familiar with them and had no ambiguity at all.

Wen Zichuan looked around and found that the decoration style of this villa was very similar to that of Pinot's home in Tianchen Lake. It can be seen that Qin Zhihan's taste has not changed much.

It is said that people with fixed tastes are very loyal. No matter whether it is career or love, once they decide on someone, it will be their only choice for life.

What Wen Zichuan and Cheng Sizhou have to do next is still to accompany and wait.

The situation in China is not optimistic. The spread of the virus has triggered a large number of critical cardiopulmonary diseases. Those who are eligible for transplants must first use their hearts to save lives.

Occasionally, one or two pieces of news would come from Wen Duo, but his understanding of the medical industry was certainly not as good as his understanding of antiques and cultural relics, so one can imagine the complications involved.

Wen Zichuan was worried all day long. Cheng Sizhou suspected that he was thinking wrongly. Wen Duo was not angry with his son and refused to take the responsibility of rescuing Pinot, but this problem was also very difficult for him.

However, when Wen Duo learned that they had come to Sainodang, he once again invited them to meet.

"Why do we have to go see him?" Wen Zichuan nestled in Cheng Sizhou's arms at night. "Do we have to remove Destin's oxygen tank ourselves?"

"I have a feeling..." Cheng Sizhou kissed his forehead, "He wants to prove himself."

"Prove it yourself?" Wen Zichuan propped up his arms and faced him. "Haven't you already proved that he's not the real murderer and didn't harm anyone?"

"Perhaps he wants more than just legal and moral innocence; he also wants you to know who he really is."

Wen Zichuan loosened his arms and lay back down in frustration: "He's a scumbag who abandoned his wife and children, a coward who hides and runs away."

Cheng Sizhou pinched his cheek and couldn't help but kiss him again: "Look, he's so shameless in your eyes, isn't he eager to prove himself?"

"What's the point? Even if he does a good deed every day, like helping an old lady cross the street, I won't recognize him."

"What if he kills Destin, recovers all the lost artifacts of the witch tribe, and finds a suitable heart to revive Pinot?"

Wen Zichuan stopped talking.

He actually didn't know how capable Wen Duo was, or what he had done in the past twenty years. He had a deep resentment towards his biological father, so he would always avoid this relationship.

"Zichuan, I won't force you, and no one can force you, to recognize your father," Cheng Sizhou whispered tenderly in his ear, "but I hope that letting go isn't a compromise of 'if I can't have it, I don't want it,' but a choice made after full communication and understanding."

Everyone has the right to choose who to become a family member, but don't make blind judgments when there are misunderstandings or conflicts between them.

Wen Zichuan hugged his neck, buried his head in his chest and spoke in a muffled voice: "Let's go together. If he insults my mother or me again, you beat him up!"

"Okay, I'll support you." Cheng Sizhou agreed quickly, but he was wailing in his heart. Even if he had ten times the courage, he would not dare to beat his father-in-law!

"I wish you were my father." Wen Zichuan lowered his voice very low when he said this.

"What?" Cheng Sizhou didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing." Wen Zichuan quickly denied that he was not playing any weird sex games, but he really hoped that when he was bullied in the past, there would be a good person like this who would stand up and support him. "Cheng Sizhou, I wish you knew me when I was a child."

Cheng Sizhou was so tickled by his coquettish appearance that his hand on his waist gradually slid down: "Don't worry, no matter what time, Brother Zhou will protect you."

Wen Zichuan raised his face and kissed him until his ears were burning and his body was trembling, when suddenly someone knocked on the door.

"So sorry," Iris said with a guilty look on her face. If it wasn't something urgent, she wouldn't want to disturb the couple in the middle of the night. "Mommy suddenly remembered that Mr. Qin left her an account and password and asked her to pass it on to Peanut's family in China."

"Account and password?" Wen Zichuan asked, "What account and password?"

Iris shook her head helplessly: "She can't remember."

Although the truth of the case has been revealed, Wen Zichuan and Cheng Sizhou have developed the habit of investigating immediately when they get a clue.

They turned up the lights and looked over and over again at the note paper that Iris had brought them. The account number and password written on the paper were all a string of numbers, which was obviously neither a bank card nor an email address.

Wen Zichuan sent a message to Pinault, asking her if she could open Qin Zhihan's computer.

Pinault said "yes", and the three of them took action immediately and found a software called "ClickChat" on the computer in Qin Zhihan's study.

Wen Zichuan remembered that Wen Duo said that "Nandu" was a communication group established based on the chat software "ClickChat".

They entered their account password, logged into the software, and indeed found the "Nandou" that had been silent for a long time.

The six people in the group each use the Six Stars of the Southern Dipper as their nickname, and the group owner’s comments to other members can only be seen on the group owner’s device.

"Mr. Qin is the group leader?" Cheng Sizhou was so shocked that his jaw dropped. "He is Tianfu?"

"No wonder Wen Duo always respectfully calls him 'Big Brother' when he mentions him. Mr. Qin truly deserves it."

"Click on the notes one by one and see who the others are."

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