Chapter 873

Under the old tree in the backyard, the slender figure kneels straight in front of the nameless monument. The cold wind blows his short hair, which is unspeakably quiet.

As the sun sets, a long shadow is pulled out of him. The shadow falls on the ground. For a moment, Beiming Liancheng sees the helplessness behind the loneliness and the feeling of struggling to escape from it.

He has always thought that his boss is incompetent. He is not afraid of anything. No matter what difficulties he faces, he will never shrink back. Even in the face of life and death, he can be calm as usual.

Even if the heart is uncomfortable, he can still smile.

But now, he suddenly found out that the boss had something he was afraid of.

He was afraid of loneliness and loss.

Maybe it's the taste of losing after having something.

He walked slowly behind him, stood quietly, and looked at the blank tombstone ahead with him.

North night did not speak, he also said nothing, one stood and one knelt, let the cold wind blow on them.

I don't know how long it took for the sun to set completely. Looking at the clouds in the sky, Beiming Liancheng asked faintly, "mom said you don't want to revenge, because Mingke?"

Beiming night did not reply, still kneel straight.

Beiming Liancheng stares at his Xiaosuo's side face, but he doesn't have much emotion. It's light, as usual.

"In fact, I don't have many ideas about that hatred." From his birth to now, his impression of his father is limited to a few photos of the past and Qin Weiyang's talk about the past, which is true.

Hatred was imposed on him and instilled into him by everyone. Over the years, he has only heard about it.

Beiming night is different. He is three years older than Beiming Liancheng. A child of one or two years old may not know anything, but for a child of four or five years old, many things can be remembered deeply.

Especially these years has been watching Qin Weiyang live in hatred, his heart hate will only gather more and more thick, until, met the girl.

"She's the granddaughter of beimingxiong. You're afraid of losing her after revenge, aren't you?" Beiming Liancheng quietly looked at him, still asking.

North night or kneel there, a don't hum, just side face looks more bleak.

Beiming Liancheng shallow breathed a breath, looking at the horizon, silent.

Thought that the boss would not answer, did not expect that after a while, he was light to throw out such a word: "yes."

Beiming Liancheng couldn't tell what it was like. This was the first time that the eldest brother admitted his feelings in front of others. For this reason, he could give up his hatred for so many years.

Does he know how many people his giving up will hurt?

The emperor's family, the Qin's family At the thought of the people involved, even Beiming Liancheng could not help feeling powerless for Beiming night.

How much pressure and doubt must he face when he gives up? Not everyone can understand. If they don't understand, they may make him live in everyone's condemnation all his life.

Is it really worth it for Mingke?

The question of Beiming Liancheng was not asked. Since the boss can make such a decision, is it necessary to ask this question?

Suddenly, he and I are immersed in the cold air of the night

With two legs numb from standing too long, he turned and returned to the main house.

Beiming night did not look back, but his eyes were clearly infected with a little warmth, in such a cold winter night, a little warmth, enough to support him through the whole night.

I don't know what the girl is doing now. Is she still worrying about her father's falling down?

Looking at the empty monument in front of him, he pulled his lips and laughed helplessly: "I knew I was so unfilial. Would you rather never have my son?"

He laughed, but the corners of his lips were bitter and indifferent. As soon as he came out, he was blown away by the wind: "I'm afraid to lose her. I'm sorry..."

…… Qin Weiyang didn't cook for her two sons tonight. For the first time in many years, her sons came back to see her. She didn't wash her hands to make soup for them.

After sleeping in the company of Beiming Liancheng in the afternoon, she never left the room again. At night, when Beiming Liancheng came in with food, she was still sitting on the chair by the window, looking at the dusky night outside. She didn't know how long she had been sitting here.

"Mom, eat." Beiming Liancheng puts the porridge in the tray on the small table in the room, receives the tray and looks at her thin back.

Qin Weiyang did not seem to hear his call, still looking out of the window, eyes dim.

Tonight, the cold wind blows. The wind coming in from the window hides the smell of rain. According to the current temperature, if it rains tonight, snowflakes will fall.

It's going to snow

"Let's eat first. The food is going to be cold." Beiming Liancheng walked behind her and leaned towards her.The big palm fell on her shoulder and helped her up a little compulsively. He helped her to the small table and sat down. He pushed the bowl to her and put the chopsticks in her hand. Then he went to the window and closed it.

"It should snow tonight." Looking at the dim night outside the window, he closed the curtain casually: "just listen to the weather forecast that the temperature will drop to minus eight tonight."

"What do you want to say?" Qin Weiyang put down his chopsticks, picked up a spoon, took a mouthful of porridge and said slowly.

The little son never likes to talk too much. He is just saying things to her on purpose.

"The boss doesn't like to wear thick clothes. Generally, he only wears a shirt and a thin coat." He went to her and sat down, "but don't worry, his body is strong enough, this kind of weather can't kill him, at most waste his legs."

"Dead boy, do you think I will be soft hearted?" Qin Weiyang glanced at him and began to eat her dinner.

Beiming Liancheng doesn't speak any more. When she finishes eating, she takes things away.

As he was about to leave, Qin Weiyang stared at his tall figure and asked, "your elder brother Are there any important people around him that will make him change his mind? Is it a woman? "

Beiming Liancheng sips his thin lips lightly. That's the boss's business. He doesn't think he is qualified to say anything.

"Mom, why don't you ask him directly? Maybe if you give him a little patience, he will be willing to talk to you." After that, he turned to open the door with the tray, stepped out of the door, and closed the door for her.

Qin Weiyang sat at the small table for a while, but he couldn't help but go to the window, lift the curtain and open the window.