Wei Qian's cell phone rang. He took it out and saw it was a MMS. He was shocked when he opened the picture. The face of the newborn baby suddenly filled the entire camera.

The newborn baby was ugly to begin with, with skin as red as a tomato, face full of wrinkles, and facial features all wrinkled together, as if it was holding back a cry. Plus, the camera was too close, so the baby was a little distorted. Wei Qian leaned back and wondered what the hell was this baby, could it be sent to Earth by our friendly space neighbors to carry out peaceful evolution?

Then there was another sound, and a text message from Sanpang came - My daughter! This is my fucking daughter!

There was a string of exclamation marks following it. Wei Qian didn't count them carefully, but at a glance, there was probably a reinforced company. Wei Qian seemed to hear Sanpang's saliva-filled roar from his few short words and punctuation marks.

Wei Qian rushed to the hospital during the company's lunch break. Sanpang's parents and his wife Lin Qing's parents were all in the hospital. The four old guys were enthusiastically discussing going out to play mahjong, and they went out happily together.

Sanpang's face was flushed, and he would touch the baby on the bed every three seconds. His daughter, who had just experienced a life-and-death crisis, was just trying to have a good sleep, but was always harassed by this inexplicable and disgusting man. After a while, she couldn't stand it anymore and let out a howl.

Her voice is as loud as a bell and full of energy. This girl is born a little tougher than other children. She must be a very blessed little thing.

This was Lin Qing's first time as a mother, and she was not very experienced in coaxing children. She immediately became flustered and nothing she did to coax the child worked. The little girl cried so hard that she almost passed out.

Wei Qian leaned over and took a look: "Hey, give it to me."

He took the baby from Lin Qing's hands. He was a little unfamiliar at first, but once he touched the little body, he soon found the feeling of taking care of Xiaobao when he was a child. Strangely enough, the little girl seemed to have a good relationship with him. After he gently rocked her, her crying gradually weakened, and she fell asleep in his arms.

"what is it call?"

"I said let's call it 'Dan Lian Hua', it's romantic and easy to remember, but her mother wouldn't agree... Oh, if my mother had been so persistent back then, I wouldn't have to... Tsk, it's all tears now." Sanpang shook his head, "In the end her grandfather gave her a name, 'Tan Ming', which is the 'Ming' in 'tomorrow', and has nothing to do with that idiot Ma Chunming."

Wei Qian smiled, bent down, gently put down the freshly baked Xiao Tan Ming, took out two small boxes from his pocket and placed them next to her hand.

Lin Qing took a look and saw that one box contained a gold lock and the other contained a small jade bracelet, making the room full of gold and jade. She immediately sat up and whispered, "Mr. Wei, her eyes haven't even opened yet. It's too expensive to give this to a child. Besides, why did you buy two for one person?"

Wei Qian: "Keep it. You only have one niece. Who else should I spend the money on? One of them was given by me, and the other was given by me on behalf of someone else."

"What others?" Lin Qing didn't understand.

Sanpang understood what he meant and suddenly said, "It's okay, just give it to the child."

Of the three young men at the entrance of the alley, one is now missing.

At that time, Wei Qian was still a juvenile delinquent with a gloomy face and a middle school syndrome. Sanpang was a fat boy wearing a "two-bar vest" and squatting on the ground eating a watermelon. Ma Zi was frying dough sticks with his mother on the roadside, sweating profusely.

"How many years?" asked Kim Jong Un.

"Sixteen years." Wei Qian said, "If I had been reborn well, I would be in high school now."

"Isn't it?" Sanpang sighed, and as he spoke, he was about to pinch his little daughter's nose.

Lin Qing let this little thing's devilish sound pierce his ears for the whole morning, and quickly slapped Sanpang's paw away: "She finally fell asleep, you ask her to be quiet for a while! Isn't she annoying?"

Look, things have changed a lot.

"Where's Xiaoyuan?" Sanpang asked, "When will he be back?"

"It's almost time. I'll pick him up at the airport." Wei Qian glanced at his watch, then bent down and gently touched the girl's face with his fingertips. "Girl, uncle is gone."

After saying this, he himself felt filled with emotion - he was promoted from "brother" to "uncle" just like that.

Wei Zhiyuan had just gone abroad. The road game they had been preparing for several years was launched in public beta. Due to sufficient funds, a large map was laid out across the globe. From the early promotion to the packaging, everything was full of gimmicks, and its popularity was expected.

Wei Zhiyuan had been away for more than two months and came back tired and thin. Wei Qian did not go back to the company but took him home directly.

Wei Zhiyuan was so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyelids, but he still held him tightly and refused to let go, as if he wanted to make up for the two months he had missed.

"Chairman, am I awesome?" He was like a big dog rolling around for praise, so happy that he almost stuck out his tongue.

Wei Qian rubbed his chin and said, "That's awesome."

Wei Zhiyuan hugged his waist and buried his tired face in his arms: "Then where is my reward?"

"Reward?" Wei Qian sat upright on the sofa, as dignified as if he was in a business negotiation. Then he lowered his head and asked seriously, "What kind of reward do you want? A reward for wearing clothes or a reward for taking off clothes?"

Wei Zhiyuan's hands loosened and he almost fell off the sofa.

His face flushed, even his sleepiness disappeared, his throat suddenly felt dry, and he stared at Wei Qian blankly.

Wei Qian stretched out his hand and pushed him on the shoulder, pushing him to sit up, and said very seriously: "Tsk, what are you thinking about in broad daylight, kid? I want to get you a little golden man trophy for the best model worker, with clothes on or without clothes - do you want something to eat? I'll go show you what's in the refrigerator..."

Before he could finish his words, Wei Zhiyuan pounced on him and pinned him to the ground.

The two of them shamelessly made a scene on the sofa for a while, and Wei Qian was almost exposed by Wei Zhiyuan from a "beast in human clothing" to a "beast without human clothing". At this moment, his cell phone rang.

"Don't tie my hands with your tie. This piece of rag is so precious, and you've rubbed it into a pile of pickles." Wei Qian complained as he struggled to break free. He took out his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and picked up the call. "Old Bear, you again..."

There was a lot of noise coming from Lao Xiong's end, and there seemed to be a child crying in the middle. He shouted at Wei Qian without caring, "The only national highway heading east from Province G is marked 1.5 kilometers away from Exit F. Hurry..."

There was a loud bang and Wei Qian couldn't help but close his eyes. He felt as if something penetrated the phone and hit his ear. When he came to his senses, the other party's tone was busy.

Wei Qian was stunned for two seconds before he remembered that Xiong Yingjun had greeted him before he left, saying that the police had busted a den that trafficked women and children in Province G, and had traced many of their subordinates and rescued several trafficked victims. As soon as the news was posted on the website, many people contacted him immediately.

The families of several of the victims were unable to travel long distances due to old age or physical disability. With the consent of the police, Lao Xiong acted as a liaison and went there in person to pick these people up and send them home.

Judging from the time, we should be halfway back.

Lao Xiong is very thoughtful. No matter where he goes, he will always leave an emergency contact. He did not call the police, but called Wei Qian to inform him of his location. It must have been urgent to a certain extent, and he was afraid that he could not explain it clearly to the police operator in a few words.

Wei Qian quickly made several phone calls and learned immediately that the sudden heavy rain had caused landslides and mudslides in the area, and the national highway was now blocked. He reported the exact coordinates left by Lao Xiong to the official search and rescue personnel, and ran to Province G with Wei Zhiyuan the next day.

Rescuers found the wreckage of a car at the scene, but no one was seen so far, so the possibility of survival should be relatively high.

Wei Qian mobilized all the resources he could think of, but after another day, he still hadn't found Xiong Yingjun.

Finally, Wei Qian said, "Call Mr. Xiong. He has more experience than me. One thing is one thing. His son is missing and his life or death is unknown. I don't believe he is still angry now."

When Lao Xiong got into trouble and gave away all his family property to become a monk, his father was so angry that he almost fainted and announced that he would cut off all contact with such an unfilial person.

However, outsiders could not tell whether it was real or fake. Anyway, Wei Qian made a phone call and invited Mr. Xiong to join the search. More people joined the search. After two more days of searching, Wei Qian felt that his throat was bleeding because he had finally found the bastard Xiong Yingjun.

Wei Qian and his men walked for more than ten kilometers along a road that had not yet been cleared before they reached the remote village, where they found the old bear, whose head was wrapped in gauze and who was still a little unconscious.

To be honest, maybe Xiong Yingjun, this wine-drinking and meat-loving monk, is blessed by the Buddha and has a pretty good life.

It goes without saying that humans are insignificant in front of nature. It was like a landslide in front of them. The front windshield of the car was smashed to pieces by a stone on the spot. Lao Xiong hurriedly told people to run away.

But there was a child among the victims in the same car, who had some mental or mental problems and had difficulty communicating with normal people. The situation became chaotic and no one was watching. The child didn't know where to go and was almost swept into the rocks.

While Lao Xiong was trying to contact Wei Qian urgently, he rushed over, picked him up with one hand, and ran with the child under his armpit. However, just as he said a word, a rock rolled down the mountain and hit his hand holding the phone. The phone broke into pieces, and Lao Xiong fell to the ground along with the silly child.

Lao Xiong was so stunned that he couldn't hear anyone else calling his name desperately.

The mud and rubble on the mountain were about to pour down, but at this moment, the old bear miraculously stood up again, and then pulled the child to a relatively safe place at an incredible speed... It is said that it was as if an invisible person pushed them hard.

Another lucky thing was that there was a doctor among the entourage. Coincidentally, he was the Doctor Liu who had talked to Lao Xiong when Wei Qian was hospitalized. Their hospital had a rule that when a resident doctor was promoted to the second line, not only did his academic and qualification standards meet the standards, but he also needed experience in free social service.

Doctor Liu thought that many of the victims had been abused and were in need of a doctor, so he decided to follow Lao Xiong out this time.

When Doctor Liu saw this, he rushed over and helped the crawling old bear out. The group of people didn't dare to stay where they were and immediately retreated along the road. They got out of the car in a hurry. Doctor Liu's things were still in the scrapped car, but when they touched them, they found that all the electronic equipment was gone.

There was no one around, and I didn't know how far I had run before I ran into a villager who was driving his own pickup truck that was about to be scrapped.

The villagers took them back home and Dr. Liu quickly treated the old bear's wounds.

It's just that the rural area here is a bit backward and has not had much contact with the outside world. Once a natural disaster occurred, transportation was cut off for a while. It was not until several days later that Dr. Liu, with the help of a local's broken pickup truck, accidentally contacted someone who was searching for them.

The old bear was carried into the ambulance.

Wei Qian and Wei Zhiyuan accompanied him. Wei Qian had not had time to rest for several days in order to find him, and his lips were so dry that they cracked. Wei Zhiyuan felt so distressed that he unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and handed it to him, whispering, "Brother, drink some water first, and then lean on me to rest for a while."

The old bear heard him talking and slowly opened his eyes a little, revealing a slight gleam in his eyes.

This time, he didn't dislike Wei Zhiyuan showing affection in front of him, but suddenly said softly: "I saw Chen Lu."

"That's right," Wei Qian drank half a bottle of water in one breath, "You almost went with her."

"She didn't want me. I was hit on the head by a rock. It almost knocked me down under the Buddha's seat. I was dazed and saw our little deer. She bent down and asked me, 'What are you doing here? You came to this remote place and got hit by rocks. Does it hurt?' I told her, 'I got what I wanted. Why should I feel hurt? At most, you can take me back and we can reunite there.'"

The old bear's voice was light and a little unclear, and it broke off like a gossamer.

"She pulled me up and said to me, 'You big idiot, you won't let me live in peace even if you die. I've already found a pretty boy over there. Who's waiting to be reunited with an ugly old man like you? Get out of here now!' Then she pushed me out. The power of the Tathagata Palm is still as strong as ever..."

At this point, Lao Xiong's voice gradually became lower, with an inexplicable smile of relief still on his lips. He tilted his head and fainted.

The living and the dead will always end up in the same place.

It is a great blessing to seek benevolence and obtain it.

Later, a scar was left on Lao Xiong's bald head, and he was on TV news because of it. He talked a lot of weird nonsense, but there were still many fans who really worshipped him as a great monk.

After this incident, Wei Qian finally understood that any sympathy he gave to that guy was a waste of emotion.

At the same time, Song Xiaobao also started to be active on the screen.

Even though Wei Qian paid her and gave her the green light to protect her all the way, she still didn't become famous after several years. It seemed like she was just playing around and no one expected her to do anything famous. But by accident, she got the main supporting role in a low-budget movie and suddenly became famous.

After that, things got out of control and Song Xiaobao actually won several awards in a row. It seemed like it was real.

That day, Song Xiaobao called home in a loud voice: "Brother, I want to go home! The premiere of our new film is at the cinema opposite our house. You must come. You two must make time even if you sell everything you have!"

"Okay," Wei Qian agreed immediately, and then asked, "By the way, what role did you play?"

Song Xiaobao: "A psychopathic woman."

"..." Wei Qian paused, then racked his brains to pick out a sentence of praise and said, "Yeah? That's really a true portrayal of your true self."

"Bah!" Song Xiaobao said, "I'm going to put on makeup. You and second brother should come over early tonight."

"Hey, Xiaobao, wait a minute." Wei Qian suddenly called her. He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you know what day it is today?"

"What day is it?" Song Xiaobao thought for a moment, "Today is the 14th. Every 14th day of every month is a Valentine's Day of a certain color. This month is..."

Wei Qian: “…”

He smiled helplessly: "Forget it, you should just put on makeup."

Today is the anniversary of his fucking death.

This time, Wei Qian rarely did not fall asleep in the cinema. He watched the whole process of Song Xiaobao's passionate interpretation of a lunatic. He seriously thought that her acting was really realistic. How could such a young girl be so hysterical and ignore her image in front of the camera? She is quite dedicated to her job. Maybe there is some reason why she is so popular.

It was already late when the premiere ended. Xiao Bao was dragged away by the crew to celebrate, but Wei Qian left quietly. He went to the cemetery on the outskirts of the city and found his mother's grave - burying the dead was very cheap back then. If it were the current situation where every inch of land is worth a lot of money, she wouldn't be able to afford it even if she sold her sisters by the pound.

Next to this cemetery are the tombstones of several other people, including a young boy named Sun Shuzhi with pockmarks all over his face, an old woman who didn't look like a good person, and a middle-aged woman with a bit of timidity in her eyes - the tombs of Old Lady Song and Pockmarked Mother are both cenotaphs, and the people themselves can no longer be found.

But they still believe that they will always come back and live side by side with their loved ones.

Wei Qian greeted them one by one, and finally sat in front of his mother: "My grandma has punished you a lot since she left, right? You deserve it, that's why I brought her here."

No one answered him.

Wei Qian said to himself, "I have raised your daughter well. She is now a decent person. But it's her father's fault that he is not good-looking. She is not as pretty as you were back then even with makeup. But so what? She can act in movies and has a promising future. I don't know how many audiences like her. You? You will never be able to catch up with her in your lifetime."

Wei Qian reached out his hand and tapped the tombstone disrespectfully, then stood up: "I don't mean anything else, I just want to show off to you."

He brushed off the dirt on his body and wanted to turn around and leave, but seemed to remember something. He turned sideways and reached out to press on the cold stone tablet.

After a while, Wei Qian said softly: "Let's just forget our grudge. I don't want to hate you anymore. I have hated you for more than 30 years. I am almost dying of exhaustion."

After saying that, he walked out. Wei Zhiyuan was still waiting for him at the entrance of the cemetery.

Wei Qian got in the car and closed the door. When Wei Zhiyuan slowly drove out, he suddenly said, "I don't want to do this anymore."

Wei Zhiyuan: “Hmm?”

Wei Qian looked at the flickering street lights ahead and said softly, "I want to resign from the position of chairman. Just give me dividends every year, and leave the rest to you guys to deal with. I plan to return to my alma mater to continue studying life sciences, get a master's degree and then a doctorate, and then just spend my days in school..."

His original ideal was to be a scientist, wearing a white coat and walking around the laboratory, recording various data, writing papers, typing materials, researching something, studying while eating and sleeping, and not taking anything else to heart except what he was researching, and having no worries about food and clothing.

As Wei Qian was talking, he fell asleep in the car at a suitable temperature.

Wei Zhiyuan gently parked the car on the side of the road, put down the recliner, pulled the blanket from the back seat, covered him with it, tucked him in, then parted his hair, leaned over and kissed him on the forehead. When he could no longer hear, he smiled contentedly and replied, "Okay."

Whatever you like.

From now on, we will only be separated by death, and never again by separation - Qian Zhongshu