It took Xiao Anhe a long time to calm down. The time it took him to adjust his emotions was when his mother, Fang Wanxin, passed away.
He was just starting junior high school then, a teenager. Normally, someone that age wouldn't hide their emotions, but he did.
From the time Fang Wanxin passed away until her burial, he never uttered a single tear.
Fang Bingnan was probably the only one who knew that Xiao Anhe was crying so bitterly. He had watched this child being born and growing up. He was only in his twenties, but the experiences he had gone through were even more cruel than those he had in his sixties.
He looked at the young man who appeared in front of his bed, somewhat disbelieving his eyes. He was still in B City, how could he have appeared in front of him like this?
"Young Master," Fang Bingnan struggled to get up, "Why are you here?"
Xiao Anhe gently pressed his shoulder to stop him from getting up. "Uncle Nan, lie down. I'm back."
He knew Fang Bingnan was doomed the moment he stepped into the room; the air was thick with an aura of defeat and death.
He had smelled that scent once before, when his mother passed away.
When Fang Bingnan saw Xiao Anhe, his previously lifeless eyes suddenly lit up. Xiao Anhe knew this was a final burst of energy before death.
Fang Bingnan reached out his trembling hand, trying to grasp Xiao Anhe's hand.
Seeing this, Xiao Anhe took the initiative to reach out his hand for Fang Bingnan to grab.
Fang Bingnan grasped Xiao Anhe's hand and let out a long sigh, "Young Master, I can see you before I die. My life has been worthwhile."
Xiao Anhe felt very sad. Over the years, Fang Bingnan was the best person to him besides his mother. In fact, when he was young, Fang Bingnan would always help him when he made a mistake and Fang Wanxin wanted to punish him.
I was young then and rarely saw Xiao Qinghan, so I once thought Fang Bingnan was his biological father.
For this, he was severely beaten by Fang Wanxin. It was the worst Fang Wanxin had ever beaten him in his memory, and also the only time Fang Bingnan did not help him.
Fang Wanxin was so angry that she beat him so badly that he could only sleep on the bed.
She was still young, and the more she thought about it, the more wronged and heartbroken she felt. Tears streamed down her face. The door to her room was pushed open, and someone walked in. From the footsteps, she could tell that the person was not Fang Wanxin, but Fang Bingnan.
That night, Fang Bingnan talked to him a lot, which he only vaguely understood. The only thing he remembered was that Fang Wanxin had a hard life and that he should not hurt her or make her angry.
In my memory, Fang Bingnan was tall and robust, but now he was lying on the bed with sunken eyes and a stooped figure, showing no trace of his former strength and vigor.
Xiao Anhe's eyes reddened, "Uncle Nan, thank you for everything. You've been taking care of me all these years, and I..."
Fang Bingnan interrupted him with a trembling voice, "Young Master, it is my duty to take care of you. It is this old servant who is useless and unable to continue taking care of you, Young Master..."
Fang Bingnan gripped Xiao Anhe's hand tightly, his eyes filled with reluctance and worry as he looked at her. "For Miss's sake, you must take good care of yourself!"
Xiao Anhe squeezed his hand tightly and nodded as if to assure him, "Uncle Nan, don't worry, I will take good care of myself."
"That puts my mind at ease..." Fang Bingnan said, and then fell silent, slowly releasing his grip on Xiao Anhe's hand.
Xiao Anhe was a medical student, so he didn't need to examine Fang Bingnan's eyelids or check his breathing to know that he had already passed away.
It wasn't that he wasn't sad; it's just that he understood life and death better than most people.
Birth, aging, sickness, and death are natural laws that no one can avoid. Instead of wallowing in sadness, the living should cheer up and live better.
Xiao Anhe remembered that Fang Bingnan had mentioned that he had a nephew in his hometown, so he thought of sorting out Fang Bingnan's belongings and handing them over to his nephew.
Xiao Anhe took An Jingfeng with him on this trip abroad.
An Jingfeng helped tidy up, but he was thinking about Jiang Moli. He was afraid that she, who seemed timid, might occasionally be reckless. Otherwise, she wouldn't have chosen to take the medicine instead of telling him that she was pregnant with his child.
She mustn't take advantage of his absence to secretly go to the hospital and abort the child.
That woman... if she really dares to abort the child, just wait and see...
Just then, her hand accidentally knocked over a water glass that Fang Bingnan had placed on the desk. That water glass was Fang Bingnan's favorite when he was alive. He would always hold it in his hands when drinking tea and wouldn't let anyone else touch it.
An Jingfeng felt a pang of nervousness when he saw that he had knocked Fang Bingnan's favorite water cup to the ground, and he quickly bent down to pick it up.
This act of picking up something actually led to some trouble.
Fang Bingnan's water cup looks ordinary, but it actually has two layers. An Jingfeng accidentally dropped it just now, separating the inner and outer layers.
An Jingfeng discovered a photograph sandwiched between the two layers. At first glance, he thought he was seeing things, but when he reached out to pick it up, the unique tactile sensation of the photograph confirmed that it was indeed a photograph.
Even though the four corners are yellowed, it cannot be denied that this is a photo from a long time ago.
After he saw the people in the photo clearly, he realized something was wrong and immediately sent the photo to Xiao Anhe.
Xiao Anhe was not in a good mood. Fang Bingnan's death still saddened him. Rather than saying that the old man who had served him for many years was gone, it was more accurate to say that the memory his mother left him had been diminished.
"What is this?" He frowned slightly when he saw that An Jingfeng had handed him a yellowed photograph.
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