"Who are you talking about?" Xiang Chaojing thought he heard wrongly.
"Miss Su Qingyun and her father." Chen Musheng said Su Qingyun's name word by word, "They came here specially from the capital and are waiting for you in the small courtyard."
Xiang Chaojing frowned, "What's going on? Why are they here?"
Strictly speaking, his relationship with Su Qingyun was not very close. What could be the reason for their father and daughter to come all the way from the capital? Xiang Chaojing couldn't understand.
"That's it..." Chen Musheng was about to speak, but he still stopped talking, "Third Master, you should go back and let them talk to you face to face."
Chen Musheng hoped that the third master would hear such an important matter from Miss Su and others with his own ears.
Xiang Chaojing was even more surprised, "Musheng, why are you so hesitant to speak today?"
"Third Master, I really can't talk about this." Chen Musheng was helpless, "Anyway, you will know later."
"Okay." Xiang Chaojing didn't continue to ask.
"But don't get too excited." Chen Musheng thought for a while and added.
Excited? Xiang Chaojing's curiosity immediately came back when he was trapped. He was as stable as a rock when he was trapped. What on earth happened?
When the moonlight shone down, Su Qingyun and her father finally waited until the person they wanted to see appeared.
The car stopped at the entrance of the hospital. Chen Musheng got out of the car first, looked around to make sure there was nothing unusual, and then opened the car door towards Chaojing, "Third Master, it's safe."
"Well, there's no need to be so arrogant." Xiang Chaojing smiled, and then asked, "Are they inside?"
"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 said hello, "Mr. Xiang."
Su Aimin also stood up. His mother was waiting for someone.
"Sit down." Xiang Chaojing walked up to them and sat down, "Miss Su, I heard from Mu Sheng that I can come out today thanks to you. Thank you very much. I owe you another favor."
On the way back, Chen Musheng didn't hide the fact about 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 softly, "Mr. Xiang, maybe you owe me more than this."
"What do you mean?" Xiang Chaojing was stunned.
Su Qingyun glanced at her father, and Su Aimin nodded, indicating for her to speak directly.
"Mr. Xiang, maybe I should call you Mr. Qin." Su Qingyun looked at 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! The name kept echoing in his mind.
When he was young at that time, Xiang Chaojing only remembered that his parents had always called him Xiaoxun, and he didn't know what his last name was. But until now, when he heard the name Qin Xun, he felt as if he had been hit, and even his soul was shaken. Trembling, there was an astonishing sense of familiarity, and he felt that maybe he was called by this name.
"Mr. Qin Xun, your parents care about you very much." Seeing his excited reaction, Su Qingyun understood a lot. Her smile widened, "They have been thinking about you all the time for the past forty years."
parents? his parents? how can that be possible?
Xiang Chaojing's eyes were blank for a moment, then his eyes darkened, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Miss Su, you may have made a mistake. My parents have passed away long ago."
His parents had already died in the overwhelming bombardment that year. Maybe what they were looking for was just someone very similar to him, right? Maybe there is also the word "xun" in the name?
Xiang Chaojing thought this, but he couldn't hide the feeling of loss in his heart.
"Your parents are still alive and well. Over the years, they thought you were gone. Until that day, they saw the photos of the two of us in the newspaper and recognized you." Su Qingyun began to tell the whole story. Tao Lai.
"In the bombing that day, you were all buried in the rubble. They thought you were dead."
"Originally, they wanted to come to Hong Kong City to find you in person, but they are old and have difficulty traveling, so my dad and I came to find you."
bombing? ruins? Pictures flashed in Xiang Chaojing's mind: thick smoke, ruins everywhere, people crying and howling everywhere, parents who could not be found...
Seeing that he was stunned, Su Qingyun took out a black-and-white photo that had turned yellow from his bag. The corners of the photo were broken, and the portraits on it were a little blurry, but he could still see a happy family of three and a woman with a whip. , men in majestic military uniforms, and sitting among them, a delicate and fair little boy.
She handed the photo to Xiang Chaojing, "Look, is this a photo of your family of three?"
Xiang Chaojing's attention was attracted by the photo almost instantly. He looked at the people above dreamily, unable to recover.
He couldn't remember the photo clearly, but he felt a fatalistic familiarity, and a vague idea was budding, but Xiang Chaojing couldn't believe it.
"Third Master, you look so much like this one." Chen Musheng on the side also opened his eyes wide and pointed at Qin Weiguo with a shocked look on his face, "You two are simply carved from the same mold."
In the photo, Qin Weiguo's vague facial features can still be seen as similar to Xiang Chaojing's.
"This...is this me?" Xiang Chaojing touched his face, then pointed at the little boy and asked in a trembling voice, "Are they...my parents?"
"Yes, this photo was taken on your third birthday. On the march, a reporter accompanying the army helped take the photo." Su Qingyun patiently said the origin of the photo, "After you leave, this will be their only After thinking about it, they kept this photo carefully for decades."
This photo was given to her by her grandmother Wang Biyun before departure and told her that if he didn't believe it, just show him this photo and he would definitely recognize it.
Xiang Chaojing seemed to be obsessed. He looked at the photo and didn't react for a long time. Some vague pictures flashed through his mind, but it was too long ago and he was too young at that time, so those pictures just disappeared. It flashed by, but he caught nothing.
"What...are their names?" After a long time, he asked.
"Your father's name is Qin Weiguo, and your mother's name is Wang Biyun." Su Qingyun said in a straight tone.
"Qin Weiguo, Wang Biyun, Qin Weiguo, Wang Biyun."
Xiang Chaojing muttered these two names and spent decades alone. Now that he knew his parents were still alive, Xiang Chaojing could not recover even though he had gone through ups and downs.
Having seen countless strong winds and waves, Xiang Chaojing has never lost his composure like he did today.
