Chapter 147 Talk
Zhou Changming learned about Zhou Gaozhen's poor health three days ago. It was the Zhou family's housekeeper who told him. He also tactfully said that Zhou Gaozhen had mentioned him frequently recently and asked if he could come back to visit.
Zhou Changming refused at that time, but what he didn't expect was that the other party said that Zhou Yannan had agreed to go back. He suddenly felt disgusted, but he couldn't let Zhou Yannan go, so he followed him back.
At this moment, looking at Zhou Yannan lying unconscious on the bed, he was glad that he was back, otherwise who knows what would have happened to the old man in his family.
The Zhou family's housekeeper knocked on the door for the third time and asked him to go to Zhou Gaozhen's room, saying that she would take care of Zhou Yannan personally. She had been responsible for taking care of Zhou Changming and his sister in the past, and was the only trustworthy person in the Zhou family. Zhou Changming agreed.
He walked out of the room and saw Zhou Changyi standing next to the housekeeper. She was wearing a khaki cashmere coat and had long hair hanging down in front of her chest. The Zhou family's unique gentle and dignified appearance was even more gentle on her. Her almond-shaped eyes were slightly narrowed, and she seemed a little surprised.
"...Brother." She clenched her hands and forced a polite smile.
Zhou Changming could see her unfamiliarity and embarrassment, and smiled, "I haven't seen you for so long. You've become so beautiful and taller."
Zhou Chang replied subconsciously, "It may be because of the various dairy products consumed abroad that it has grown a second time."
"Very good. When you were a kid, you were picky about food and didn't like to drink milk. You were as thin as a monkey. Fortunately, you grew up. How are you doing studying abroad?"
"It's OK, but I'm not used to the food."
Zhou Changyi would unconsciously complain about the trivialities of living abroad, and Zhou Changming would always listen quietly and then give her appropriate solutions, just like an ordinary brother who cares about his sister.
But in fact, she and Zhou Changming do not have the same mother at all.
Zhou Changming's mother died of illness when Zhou Changming was eight years old. The next year, Zhou Gaozhen took her and her mother back home. She was already four years old at that time.
She thought Zhou Changming would dislike her, but Zhou Changming was just pretending that she was the daughter of a relative in this big house, not too far away and not too close, keeping just the right distance. She thought it would continue until she got married and moved out of the Zhou family.
But at her fourteen-year-old birthday party, Zhou Changming suddenly quarreled with her father in public and severed ties with the Zhou family. Only then did she realize that he had never forgiven this incident, nor had he forgiven anyone.
Zhou Changyi looked at his gentle and calm face and asked softly, "How have you been doing these years?"
"Very good." Zhou Changming replied.
"I heard you opened a film and television company."
"Well, if you want to make a new TV series in the future, you can come to me."
"No, no, I'm just asking."
Zhou Changyi was too embarrassed to say that her mother would never agree to her becoming an actress. The Zhou family's status and position would not allow it, and her mother would not allow it either.
Before they even walked into Zhou Gaozhen's room, a strong smell of Chinese medicine wafted over. The two were not surprised. Zhou Gaozhen basically only believed in traditional Chinese medicine when it came to seeing a doctor and taking medicine. He also had shares in a chain of traditional Chinese medicine hospitals. Since they were young, they often saw him doing various health-preserving things according to the guidance of traditional Chinese medicine.
The housekeeper led Zhou Changming and Zhou Changyi into the room, and they finally saw Zhou Gaozhen lying on the large carved bed. The man who was vigorous and energetic a few years ago and was called a handsome man by the four major families in Linhai is now very old. Age spots have spread to his cheeks, and most of his hair is white. The pair of phoenix eyes that were proud and vigorous in his youth are now gloomy.
Zhou Changyi's nose suddenly felt sore and he shouted, "Dad..."
"I'm back." Zhou Gaozhen was helped up by the housekeeper to sit against the head of the bed, and looked at Zhou Changming. The other person had a calm face, which was very abrupt compared with Zhou Changyi who had red eyes next to him.
Zhou Gaozhen's chest rose and fell a few times, but he didn't say anything. He turned to look at Zhou Changyi and said, "I want to talk to your brother. You go out first."
Zhou Changyi was feeling sad because of his old age, and he felt complicated when he heard these words, but he didn't say anything and followed the housekeeper out.
There were only a father and his son left in the huge room. One was leaning on the bed, looking very old, while the other was standing there in a suit, looking very young and handsome. They just looked at each other without saying anything, but they were like enemies ready to fight.
Finally, Zhou Gaozhen looked away first, as if admitting defeat, and said slowly, "I'm old, and the doctor said I'm going to die soon."
Zhou Changming's eyes were calm, "Shouldn't you have died a long time ago?"
Zhou Gaozhen clenched his fists, breathing heavier, and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean by deserve to die? Who doesn't want to live a few more years? Ask anyone in this world, who doesn't want to live?"
"Even the emperor wants to live, why can't I?" His voice was filled with anger and his tone was excited. "When your day comes, you will be just like me. You have no right to blame me!"
Zhou Changming replied calmly, "If I were as selfish and greedy as you, I would rather die."
Zhou Changyi stood outside the house silently. The housekeeper was afraid that she would think too much, and wanted to comfort her, but suddenly he received a phone call. It seemed that there was a guest outside, but the doorman didn't know the guest, so he came to ask the old housekeeper.
"Jiang Wu?" The housekeeper thought for a long time but couldn't think of any family with the surname Jiang in Linhai. The Zhou family didn't have any relatives with the surname Jiang. "Who is he looking for?"
The other side replied, "Looking for the third master."
The third elder son is Zhou Yannan.
The housekeeper straightened her face. Zhou Yannan had a special status in the Zhou family, and not many people knew his name, so she still planned to go and see in person.
She said something to Zhou Changyi and hurried away. Zhou Changyi turned his head and looked at the closed door, feeling a little confused. He lowered his head and walked absentmindedly along the corridor to the garden opposite.
The garden was large and quiet, planted with rare flowers and plants, and well-maintained, without even a fallen leaf. When she was a child, she thought it was very large and deep, and she always felt that there was something strange hidden inside. But now she has grown up, and when she looks at this wooded garden again, she is no longer afraid. Instead, she is curious about what is inside.
She walked slowly along the cobblestone path, the shadows of the trees above and the reflections of the hollow corridor intertwined on this path, and the end of this path was just a wall.
She smiled suddenly, and was about to leave when a gust of wind blew the leaves above her head all over the sky. She subconsciously protected her hair, but the next moment her eyes suddenly widened in surprise.
A slender figure descended from the sky, with long black hair tied into a high ponytail, and deep amber pupils beneath the phoenix-shaped eyes. It looked down at her calmly and landed gently in front of her, so beautiful that it seemed like an illusion.
Her heart began to beat fast, and just as she was about to speak, the man in front of her spoke first -
"Behave yourself, or I'll blow your head off."
“…”
Zhou Changyi’s expression froze:?