"Who are you talking about?" Xiang Chaojing thought he had misheard.
"Miss Su Qingyun and her father." Chen Musheng said Su Qingyun's name word by word. "They came all the way from the capital and are waiting for you in the courtyard."
Xiang Chaojing frowned, "What's going on? Why are they here?"
Strictly speaking, he and Su Qingyun were not close friends. What could have happened that was worth the father and daughter coming all the way from the capital? Xiang Chaojing couldn't figure it out.
"That's right..." Chen Musheng was about to say something, but he stopped himself. "Third Master, you should go back and let them talk to you in person."
Chen Musheng hoped that the Third Master would hear such an important matter in person from Miss Su and the others.
Xiang Chaojing was even more puzzled. "Musheng, why are you so hesitant when speaking today?"
"Third Master, it's hard for me to explain this matter." Chen Musheng said helplessly, "Anyway, you will know in a moment."
"Okay." Xiang Chaojing didn't ask any further questions.
"But please don't get too excited." Chen Musheng thought for a moment and added.
Excited? Xiang Chaojing's curiosity, which had just come down, instantly rose again. He was a little shaken from being as steady as a rock when he was trapped just now. What on earth was going on?
When the moonlight shone down, Su Qingyun and her father finally waited for the person they wanted to see to appear.
The car stopped at the gate of the courtyard. Chen Musheng got out first, looked around, and made sure there was nothing unusual before opening the door towards Chaojing. "Third Master, it's safe."
"Well, there's no need to be so nervous." Xiang Chaojing smiled and asked, "Are they in there?"
"right."
"Okay." Xiang Chaojing straightened his clothes and walked into the yard.
He looked at Su Qingyun sitting in the yard and smiled slightly, "Miss Su."
Su Qingyun quickly stood up and greeted, "Mr. Xiang."
Su Aimin also stood up. Oh my god, someone finally showed up.
"Sit down." Xiang Chaojing walked over to them and sat down as well. "Miss Su, I heard from Musheng that I was able to come out today thanks to you. Thank you so much. I owe you another favor."
On the way back, Chen Musheng did not hide how they found Xiang Chaojing. He explained the whole story in a few words. Knowing that she had put in a lot of effort, Xiang Chaojing was very grateful to Su Qingyun.
Su Qingyun smiled lightly, "Mr. Xiang, perhaps you owe me more than just this favor."
"What do you mean?" Xiang Chaojing was stunned.
Su Qingyun glanced at her father, and Su Aimin nodded, indicating that she should speak directly.
"Mr. Xiang, perhaps I should call you Mr. Qin." Su Qingyun looked into Xiang Chaojing's puzzled eyes and said word by word, "Mr. Qin Xun."
Xiang Chaojing's body shook violently, his expression changed suddenly, his pupils dilated to the extreme, and he cried out, "What did you say? What did you call me?"
Qin Xun, Qin Xun! This name kept echoing in his mind.
At that time, Xiang Chaojing was young and only remembered that his parents always called him Xiaoxun. He didn't know his last name. But until now, when he heard the name Qin Xun, he felt like he was struck by something. Even his soul was trembling. He felt an astonishing sense of familiarity. He felt that maybe his name was this.
"Mr. Qin Xun, your parents are very concerned about you." Seeing his excited reaction, Su Qingyun understood a lot. Her smile widened. "For the past forty years, they have been thinking about you all the time."
Parents? His parents? How could it be possible?
Xiang Chaojing's eyes were blank for a moment, then darkened, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Miss Su, you may have made a mistake. My parents died a long time ago."
His parents had long since perished in the devastating artillery fire that year. Perhaps they were looking for someone who looked very similar to him? Perhaps someone with the character "xun" in their name as well?
Xiang Chaojing thought so, but he couldn't hide the sense of loss in his heart.
"Your parents are still alive and well. All these years, they thought you were gone until that day when they saw a photo of both of us in the newspaper and recognized you." Su Qingyun began to tell the whole story.
"During the bombing that day, you were all buried in the rubble. They thought you were gone."
"Originally they wanted to come to Hong Kong City to find you in person, but they are old and it is inconvenient for them to travel, so my father and I came here to find you."
Bombing? Ruins? Images flashed through Xiang Chaojing's mind: billowing smoke, ruins everywhere, people wailing everywhere, and parents who could never be found...
Seeing him in a daze, Su Qingyun took out a long-yellowed black-and-white photo from her bag. The corners of the photo were broken and the portraits on it were a little blurry, but you could still make out a happy family of three: a woman with a whip in her hair, a man in a majestic military uniform, and a handsome and fair-skinned little boy sitting between them.
She handed the photo to Xiang Chaojing and said, "Take a look. Is this a photo of your family of three?"
Xiang Chaojing was attracted by the photo almost instantly. He stared at the person in the photo, unable to come back to his senses.
He couldn't remember the photo clearly, but he had a sense of fateful familiarity. A vague idea was budding, but Xiang Chaojing didn't dare to believe it.
"Third Master, you and this guy look so alike." Chen Musheng, who was standing beside him, also widened his eyes and pointed at Qin Weiguo with a look of shock on his face. "You two are simply cast from the same mold."
In the photo, Qin Weiguo's blurred facial features still resemble Xiang Chaojing.
"This... this is me?" Xiang Chaojing touched his face, then pointed at the little boy and asked in a trembling voice, "They are... my parents?"
"Yes, this photo was taken on your third birthday. It was taken by a military reporter while we were on the march." Su Qingyun patiently explained the origin of the photo. "After you left, this was their only thought. They kept it carefully for decades."
This photo was given to her by her grandmother Wang Biyun before she left, and she told her that if she didn't believe it, she could show her the photo and she would definitely recognize it.
Xiang Chaojing seemed to have gone into a trance. He stared at the photo for a long time without reacting. A vague picture flashed through his mind, but the time was too long ago and he was too young at that time. The pictures just flashed by and he didn't capture anything.
"What...are their names?" he asked after a long time.
"Your father's name is Qin Weiguo, and your mother's name is Wang Biyun." Su Qingyun said in a clear voice.
"Qin Weiguo, Wang Biyun, Qin Weiguo, Wang Biyun."
Xiang Chaojing kept muttering these two names. He had lived alone for decades, and now he knew that his parents were still alive. Even though Xiang Chaojing had experienced many hardships, he couldn't recover from the shock.
Having seen countless storms, Xiang Chaojing had never lost his composure like today.
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