Ren Zixian knew that he understood what she meant, so he said, "Professor Xu, it's better not to have too much involvement with me. I'll just take a taxi back here, and I'll find another house as soon as possible."
She reached for the car door, but the lock fell off.
"I'll take you back. It's not easy to take a taxi here." Xu Xuanming put away his shock and started the car again.
Originally, he thought that Ren Zixian and Lin Qingsong were in an ordinary relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, and even if they broke up, it would not hinder their next relationship. However, it would be a different matter if Ren Zixian committed suicide and used Lin Qingsong as a substitute.
"Have you told anyone else about this?" Xu Xuanming asked casually.
Ren Zixian shook his head: "No."
Xu Xuanming understood that it was well known that the younger brother of Lin Qingsong, the president of the Lin Group, died unexpectedly. Lin Qingsong was now the only child of the Lin Zhu family. No matter what he thought, this was an indisputable fact.
Even Lin Qingsong himself probably didn't expect it.
Who would have thought that Ren Zixian would be so courageous?
"I don't know what happened between you and brother Lin Qingsong, but for your own sake," Xu Xuanming paused, "it's best not to have anything to do with him. Now that you have broken up with him, just treat it as if it didn't happen. Just don’t be stuck in the past anymore.”
Ren Zixian listened to what he said and answered after a while: "Okay, thank you Professor Xu."
…
Lin Qingsong was bored and pushed aside the fish on the dinner plate.
Three people at a table ate quietly.
Even though they eat and sleep without speaking, they also lack a lot of family harmony.
Lin Qingsong looked at a table of dishes, abalone, lobster... they were all things he was allergic to and couldn't eat, including the piece of fresh fish on his plate, which was cooked according to Lin Xuedi's favorite method.
Lin Qingsong pushed the fish meat away, wiped his mouth and wanted to get up and go upstairs.
"Sit down," Lin Kaifeng scolded, "You haven't been back for so long and you don't even have time to eat?"
Lin Qingsong could only sit down again.
I wish Jing Lan was in good spirits, laid out a table of dishes and asked Lin Qingsong to come back for a reunion dinner.
Lin Qingsong ordered Wang Qi to ask someone to go home and clean the house, so he didn't refuse.
Throughout the year, the family of three rarely gets together to eat. Even if Lin Qingsong doesn't know how to eat, he still has to accompany him.
Zhu Jinglan went straight upstairs after dinner.
"It's rare for your mother to cook today." Lin Kaifeng looked at her back. "The doctor said her depression has worsened again. She can't concentrate for a long time. She can't sleep at night and wakes up easily. She can't eat. There is not much food, so I lie lazily on the bed and know nothing, and I don’t even want to eat.”
Lin Qingsong didn't answer.
Lin Kaifeng sighed: "She always said that she could hear Xuedi talking to her before. I know that she has begun to have auditory hallucinations. Maybe it is because the doctor comes too often. She no longer talks to me about Xuedi recently, but instead talks to me. Sitting in the yard lasts all day.”
"Does the doctor still use the previous medicine?" Lin Qingsong asked.
Lin Kaifeng said: "I changed the medicine and I was able to sleep well six out of ten days, but the effect became worse and worse. Maybe it's because I'm getting older and I think your mother is engaged in antiques and may be contaminated with Yin." gas."
"Strange power and chaos." Lin Qingsong commented.
"I know that too, but sometimes I can't help but think of Xuedi. Although the Zhu family is prosperous, it is a single generation. Not to mention how happy your grandfather was when he found out that Xuedi was born. I thought the Zhu family's incense was in your hands. My mother had cut it off, so I paid special attention to Xuedi. Even his name was given by your grandfather." Lin Kaifeng took a sip of tea and said, "Don't blame your mother, she is too miserable. The little son who has placed his hope in it. How could she not be sad when she died an unexpected death?"
Zhu Jinglan suffered so much that her favorite son left her first.
She had asked hysterically more than once whether Lin Xuedi should not be allowed to study archeology.
Lin Qingsong remembered that Zhu Jinglan hoped that Lin Xuedi would inherit the Zhu family, but did not want to interfere with his freedom, so he cultivated Lin Xuedi's interests according to her ideas.
He has always attended cultural and art exhibitions at home and abroad, and even took him to Zhu's antique shop since he was a child.
Lin Xuedi lived up to his expectations and developed a huge interest in cultural relics.
Lin Qingsong lowered his eyes. Even Zhu Jinglan could not have imagined that Lin Xuedi would die because of mining cultural relics. She must have been living in dire straits for so many years.
"Today." Lin Qingsong raised his head and looked at the closed door on the second floor. "Do you know what she called me when I came back? She called me good boy."
This is Zhu Jinglan's nickname for Lin Xuedi.
Lin Kaifeng's expression suddenly changed: "Qingsong..."
"My mother must have regretted it. Would it have been different if I had been allowed to inherit the Zhu family?" Lin Qingsong said softly, "She might have thought how great it would be if I was the one who died."
"Don't think too much." Lin Kaifeng didn't know how to comfort him, so he stood up and said, "You didn't eat much for dinner. If you are hungry, ask your aunt to make you some noodles and don't hold on. You have lost weight again and live alone. You don’t know how to take care of yourself even if you live outside.”
Lin Qingsong smiled, he didn't live alone, he still had time to do as he pleased.
He remembered the documents Wang Qi had given him before, which were all the information records that Ren Zixian could find so far.
Lin Qingsong didn't care about his little lover's origins. In the past, he had let him go after just a cursory glance.
For him, the birth and growth of his little lover is not important. The most important thing is whether the little lover is well-behaved and sensible, whether he may be taken advantage of, and whether his love life is clean.
Wang Qi will conduct a detailed investigation of all Lin Qingsong's lovers' information, and the next thing will be a matter of love and consent.
Lin Qingsong found the one marked 'Ren Zixian' from the historical preservation documents.
Wang Qi is very good at finding information. Not only Ren Zixian's own information, but also her mother's dancing photos can be found.
Ren Zixian's gentle appearance was inherited from his mother. The woman in the photo is wearing a folk dance costume, dancing with exaggerated and stunning makeup, and her skirt is flipped. You can imagine her breathtaking beauty at that time.
Turning to the next page is a photo of Ren Zixian's father, Ren Cun. This should be an ID photo or something.
The man is a bit reserved, not outstanding in appearance but very energetic.
Lin Qingsong turned to the back and saw Ren Zixian's information. It was snowing heavily in Fengjing the year she was born, and her first photo was taken two months after she was born.
A cute little baby sat on the ground and leaned back. There was no fear in his eyes, but he was grinning, so cute.
Lin Qingsong raised the corners of his lips. It seemed that Ren Zixian had been bold since he was a child.
Ren Zixian has been lively since he was a child. When he was a child, he was not focused on studying and his grades were not very good. But in junior high school, he seemed to have an enlightenment, and he quickly rose to the top of the list from average grades.
The school did not allow her to skip grades, so she taught herself high school courses. During the high school entrance examination, she was specially recruited by Fengjing No. 1 Middle School, one of the best in the country, with almost perfect scores in all subjects. Tuition was free of charge and scholarships were compensated.
Lin Qingsong looked at Ren Zixian's graduation photo from junior high school. At this time, she was already a little beauty, bright and lively, with a youthful and beautiful appearance in a ponytail.
It is the age when she is young and pursuing her dreams, pure and enthusiastic, that she should be so energetic and stretch her talents.
From a simple resume, Lin Qingsong could actually imagine how Ren Zixian grew up step by step to become what he is now.
She was also criticized by her teachers and doubted the usefulness of studying, but she still went to represent the school in competitions honestly.
I once had a crush on a classmate but didn't realize it.
Lin Qingsong could even imagine how happy she felt running around the campus wearing a clean school uniform.
He turned over the next photo, and it turned out to be a photo of Ren Zixian with all the teachers when she graduated. She must be very popular with the teachers.
Ren Cun likes to take pictures. There are many photos of Ren Zixian on his blog, and Wang Qi collected them all one by one.
Lin Qingsong watched Ren Zixian grow up little by little, and every photo allowed him to complete Ren Zixian's comfortable and leisurely first half of his life.
Everyone in the family dotes on her. Ren Zixian can be willful sometimes, but generally she is a well-behaved and smart girl.
He read these words back and forth, thinking of the 'little kitten' who was still wandering outside. Ren Zixian was so delicate, and he was definitely not as comfortable outside as he was at home, and he didn't know how much injustice he had suffered due to his arrogant temper.
Lin Qingsong's heart slowly softened, but was he just a little jealous and ran away from home? Even if they break up out of anger, if he gives in and gives up, will she still not come back?
Ren Zixian fell in love with him at first sight and liked him so much.
She didn't know how sad it was to ask her to tell Lin Qingsong to break up.
How could he leave it alone in the rain?
Lin Qingsong suddenly remembered Ren Zixian's pale face in the rain before, shaking his hand, he turned another page.
Two photos were buffered instantly. They were bloody photos of the car accident scene.
At that time, Ren Zixian was in his second year of high school and was no more than sixteen years old.
Ren Cun and his wife rushed home from out of town, and encountered a driver who was driving fatigued on the highway, causing a serious rear-end collision.
Among the four cars, Ren Cun and his wife's car was the most severely damaged, with the entire front half of the car deformed.
Ren Cun held his wife tightly in his arms before he died, causing a spinal fracture, and his wife was not spared and was rushed to the ICU.
The traffic police fined the driver who was responsible for the rear-end collision. However, the driver was a cheap migrant worker who had never purchased any insurance. His family was too poor to pay compensation.
Ren Zixian's mother was still rescuing her, so she couldn't run out of money. Her grandmother took Ren Zixian around to borrow money, and put her old house up for sale, but in the end she couldn't save him.
After the couple passed away, the white-haired grandma gave birth to the black-haired one. She was depressed and her health gradually deteriorated. Ren Zixian could only move with his grandma, and the farther they moved, the further away from the city.
Later, Ren Zixian worked hard to get into Tokyo University and chose the microbiology major, which was the fastest to earn money. He took care of his grandma and studied for his undergraduate degree at the same time.
During my sophomore year, under the recommendation of my mentor, I started taking projects, and most of them chose projects related to biopharmaceuticals that could make money quickly.
She prefers to cooperate with some generous drug companies. Once she takes on a project, she has to stay up all night to get it done.
Ren Zixian is like dry land, struggling with all his strength.
No matter what kind of harsh requirements Party A puts forward, Ren Zixian will try his best to meet them, and of course he will do his best to ask for money.
When she should enjoy her youth the most, there is only one word "money" weighing on her heart.
