“This is the final struggle, unite until tomorrow!

Intner, Nell must achieve it!

This is the final struggle, unite until tomorrow!

Intner, Nell must achieve it!!”

After an exciting song, the people in the bar looked extremely wonderful.

...Wow.

It's so exciting, I just want to applaud him.

Old Cadre Kou held the microphone and was still a little unsatisfied: "I'll sing another song "Yellow River Chorus"?"

......

The whole audience was dead silent.

The song was still not allowed to continue. The bartender reluctantly smiled and invited the gentleman off the stage, and immediately let two beautiful women who danced pole dance take over the stage. With the passionate and unrestrained dance posture, the previous strange atmosphere finally broke completely and returned to the capitalist atmosphere of bright lights and wine and luxury.

Kou Qiu was a little disappointed.

Just like the positive energy and unity just now, how good is it?

He stood up and went to the bathroom to open the gate to release water. He was rushing his hands in front of the sink, but unexpectedly saw a girl with long curly hair standing behind him, looking at him with a smile. She was dressed in a fashionable dress and obviously had a good family background. She touched the hanging hair with bright red kohlrabi and asked softly: "Is it Xia Xinji's brother?"

Kou Qiu shook the water droplets in his hand and looked at her in surprise.

"My name is Chen Tingting," the little beauty introduced, "is Xia Xinji's high school classmate."

Chen Tingting's personality is very enthusiastic and cheerful and full of vitality. Old Cadre Kou is also willing to have more contact with the new generation of the motherland, and said with a smile: "Hello, little classmate, how do you know me?"

"At that time, Brother Xia always picked up Xia Xinji at the school gate after school," Chen Tingting pursed her lips and smiled generously, "I'm afraid Brother Xia doesn't know how many people are watching you, right?"

She still remembers it clearly.

It is completely different from those stinky guys on campus who are lit cigarettes in their hands. The man at the door is always clean and not fancy, with simple styles, and his spine is always straight. Occasionally, the shirt sleeves are loosely rolled up, revealing a small piece of smooth forearm, leaning against the tree and flipping the pages.

Just that glance made Chen Tingting remember these two years.

That was the girl's dream that she could not forget. Perhaps today, the feelings have almost been spent by time, but when it comes to it, they still represent her youth.

"That year, I also asked Xia Xinji to send you a love letter," the girl chuckled, "But you didn't reply to me - I knew that you hoped I could study hard."

"love letter?"

Old Cadre Kou frowned.

He paused, then he seemed to have dug something out of a long memory and said, "Maybe it is a pink envelope, is there a heart drawn on it?"

Chen Tingting was a little surprised, and then she couldn't help but feel joy in her heart. She didn't say more, her eyes were slightly red, and she simply said: "...you still remember."

That's enough.

It was enough to be the final ending of her secret love that she didn't have the courage to say in person.

Kou Qiu chuckled softly. He pulled out a tissue from the tissue machine and handed it to the girl who looked like she was about to cry.

"After this..." he said slowly, "you will always find the person you want."

Chen Tingting blinked hard and covered her tears.

"What about you?"

"I?"

The face of the old cadre Kou was a little serious.

The girl looked at him with breath.

"What do you want?"

The system sighed again, trying to smoke a cigarette with vicissitudes of life.

"First of all," Kou Qiu said solemnly, "I want to be a party member!"

Girl: “…ah?”

"Then," Kou Qiu said passionately, "I want to devote my limited life to unlimited serving the people!"

The girl looked at him and fell into a trance of "I really exist in this world, why is this development different from what I imagined?", and the dullness almost emerged from every pore. The system looked at the shocked look of the child's three-views being refreshed, and just wanted to sigh and touch her head.

Take your time, it thinks sadly and will get used to it.

After all...this is how I was taught to numbness.

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When he returned to the child, Xia Xinji had already stood up and prepared to find him. When he saw him approaching, his furrowed brows released and naturally stretched out his arms and pierced into his arms.

"Brother~ Why have you been there for so long?"

Old Cadre Kou hesitated for a while and said slowly: "Xiao Ji?"

"Um?"

"you......"

The following words were not completely said, and they were cut off again, "Forget it, it's okay."

The child looked at him curiously, his eyes looked inexplicably, and he pulled his sleeve and said, "Say it, brother, what's wrong? Say it, say it--"

"It's okay," Kou Qiu patted his head indulgently, "It doesn't matter anymore."

He never asked about this again.

But when it was late at night, the system said quietly: [He is probably not the same as you imagined.]

I was thinking of a simple clingy little white flower, but now the disguise was suddenly pulled off a little, and the color exposed behind them was shocked.

Kou Qiu didn't fall asleep. He lay on the bed and turned over, but did not answer this.

The next day, the address for the two of them to go out was set at the museum. However, they had only halfway through the itinerary, and they received a call from the nanny in the old house and immediately rushed back home.

Mr. Xia is sick.

He lay on the hospital bed, deeply trapped in the snow-white bedding, his face as gray as the sheet. He didn't forcefully move until he saw his eldest grandson and asked someone to help him sit up.

"Qingran," he said tiredly, "are you back?"

Seeing his drooling appearance, Kou Qiu couldn't help but feel a stuttering in his throat, pretending to sit next to him easily.

"Yes, I'm back."

"grandfather."

After leaving the ward, several doctors were storming Kou Qiu and Xia Xinji.

"According to the current situation, I'm afraid there will be only three or four months left..."

"I have been worried too much and I didn't listen to my previous instructions carefully. The situation is really not good."

"It is recommended that the family prepare early..."

Kou Qiu didn't listen to a single word of these words in his mind. It seemed that there were millions of bees buzzing and making noises in his mind, and he repeated a sentence over and over again.

Is grandpa going to die?

How is it possible... it is obviously so full of energy and has a righteous and prefers his old man...

Kou Qiu even prepared to leave the world at any time, but until today he realized that the death of his relatives was far more unacceptable than his own death.

Someone came up behind him, slowly stretched out his hand to wrap him, and whispered: "Brother?"

Kou Qiu smiled hard.

"It's okay," he whispered, "Let's go."

As soon as Mr. Xia was hospitalized, all the things in the company were piled up on Xia Xinji's shoulders. He began to travel frequently between the company and the hospital. Occasionally, as soon as he pushed open the door, he could see Kou Qiu and Mr. Xia sitting cross-legged on the head of the hospital bed with walnuts. The two sat straight, with their hands busy, but their eyes were firmly staring at the news on TV.

Kou Qiu: "This walnut is not smooth to touch..."

Mr. Xia nodded and agreed extremely: "I think so."

So he threw it back into the box, tumbling around, and slowly pulled out two of them from it and stuffed one to his grandson.

"Come on, try this."

Xia Xinji looked at the two old cadres with exactly the same posture and couldn't help but laugh softly.

In addition to walnut plates, sometimes he can also encounter Kou Qiu practicing Qigong under the guidance of his old man. Eight-stage brocade of Qigong, stepping on his left foot... shoulder-width to his shoulders... bend his knees and squat... hold his palms in front of his abdomen...

When I saw it for the first time, I was frightened by the young nurse who came to hang a ventilator.

A very young man, at the age of twenty, is a handsome man, and his life is just beginning, why can't he think of a square dance life for the elderly?

But after seeing it for a long time, she even felt numb about it. In another month, she helped find another Tai Chi teaching video, which opened a new door to the world for Comrade Kou, who was trying to develop abdominal muscles through Qigong.

Mr. Xia finally left peacefully.

Before he died, he held Kou Qiu's hand, shaking it again and again, as if he wanted to engrave the face of this grandson who had been hurt since childhood into his mind. He looked at it for a long time and then closed his eyes with peace of mind.

Kou Qiu sat motionless beside his bed without making any crying sounds.
To be continued...