It's Gong Mo Yan's turn. Song Ziheng hugs her and says with a smile, "next time, see where you can grow to me? In other words, you girls will not grow up until you are 16 years old. "

Gong Moyan suddenly remembered that she had been higher than Xiao Pei at that time. She was in a trance for a moment. Then, she seriously compared with song Ziheng and said, "try to meet you next time."

"Well, I'll see." Song Ziheng rubbed her hair and watched her get on the driver's car.

The next day, song Ziheng went directly to the airport.

Song Yi people saw him off at the airport, his eyes were a little hot: "Zi Heng, please call me and your brother-in-law if you have anything."

Song Ziheng deliberately said: "I think it is more useful to find brother-in-law."

Song Yi people raised their legs and kicked him.

Song Ziheng laughed to avoid: "elder sister, I feel you are more and more violent now, can brother-in-law stand it?"

Song Yi people listen to more to beat people, and then song Ziheng's flight time is almost the same, he said goodbye to Song Yi with a smile.

At that moment, Song Yi people felt that although her brother was a big part higher than her, although he had established a firm foothold in Haisheng, he still seemed to be the little boy who had grown up together.

Song Ziheng stepped into the security check, and then looked back.

In the hall, Song Yi people have not left, looking at him from afar.

He felt that his throat was suddenly blocked by some emotion, a little sour, but more warm.

Three hours later, song Ziheng's flight landed in Ningguo.

He went back to song's house, packed up and prepared to report to the school early tomorrow morning.

And just then, the home phone rang.

Song Ziheng is not in this period of time, the villa asked a servant to take care of it, so at the moment, the servant came to answer the phone: "hello."

There was a deep male voice: "Hello, is Mr. Song Ziheng there?"

The servant raised his eyes and indicated that song Ziheng was looking for him.

Song Ziheng had some doubts and went to answer: "this is song Ziheng. Who are you?"

The man's voice over there was calm: "I'm Beiming Shen."

In the past three years, the first year, beimingshen had only occasional headache, which was not too unbearable.

The next year, he began to vomit from time to time, accompanied by intermittent blindness.

In the Spring Festival of the third year, he was playing with Beiming and Mo on that day, but suddenly he felt the darkness in his sight.

At the beginning, beimingshen didn't think much about it, just thought it would be OK after a while.

Beside him, Beiming and Mo took the jigsaw in his hand and asked him, "Dad, I don't know where to put this one?"

Beiming tried hard to see the things in his son's hands, but he didn't even have any light spots in his sight.

He fumbled to pick up his son and put it on his leg. He said, "with Mo, Dad can't find it. Let's think about it together?"

Beiming and Mo are thinking and gesticulating on his legs, while Beiming Shen is stretching out his hand to signal the housekeeper outside to come in.

The housekeeper saw that his face was not good, and before he asked, he said, "old problem."

Said, put down the son, in the housekeeper helped down the bedroom rest eyes.

He thought that he would be fine after a day's sleep. However, as the day passed, his vision was still dark. The robot in his ear told him the time, and he felt a little flustered.

For three days, the hospital gave the diagnosis of beimingshen -

the benign tumor was too large and completely oppressed the visual nerve. Unless the craniotomy was carried out, he would be permanently blind.

The doctor also sighed, saying that the general tumor will not grow so fast, the effect of radiotherapy is limited, and the risk of surgery is higher than before, so he was advised to consider it carefully.

Beiming Shen came out of the hospital and sat in the study for a long time.

He didn't learn Braille and couldn't handle his work in the dark.

His blindness is likely to affect the foundation of the whole Beiming family.

My son is still under three years old. Even if he tries hard, how can he take over the family more than ten years later? How can he stay up to that time?

For a time, the kind of heart that has been dust laden for a long time suddenly swept across, beimingshen picked up the mobile phone, habitually wanted to call beimingmo, but found that he could not see, and did not know which was her number.

He shut himself in the study for three days, or Beiming and Mo knocked on the door, then asked him to come out.

When he came out, he asked the housekeeper to help him find a reliable blind teacher.

From then on, he was used to living in the dark, and his fingertips were sharpened by learning Braille. Finally, he learned to deal with work in Braille.

The housekeeper found him a secretary group who knew Braille. Now half a year later, no one in the company knew that the master of Beiming family was blind.

It's just that there are some things that you can't overcome with all your efforts.

During a routine examination once a month, doctors told him that although the tumor does not affect his life now, over time, if it grows up again, it may oppress other nerves.For example, he may be paralyzed in a few years, or lose his memory

When Beiming Shen came out of the hospital, it was raining heavily outside. The assistant held an umbrella and helped him to get on the bus.

He didn't want to take a car, but insisted on walking outside.

The Secretary had no choice but to support him with an umbrella.

I don't know how long they walked. Because of the heavy rain, their shoes and small trouser legs were all wet. Beimingshen suddenly stopped and listened carefully.

In the distance, it seems that someone is calling "big brother". His voice makes him feel a little trance.

Think about it carefully, that girl's voice is like Song Yi people many years ago.

At that time, Song Yi people went to Beiming home to play, called him big brother, called Beiming night second brother.

After standing for a while, Beiming suddenly rushed to his assistant and said, "go home."

The assistant nodded and took Beiming deep to the car that had been following by the roadside.

After returning home, beimingshen didn't even change his wet clothes, so he dialed a number with his special mobile phone.

Song family's landline. He still remembers the number.

Soon there was a servant, and then song Ziheng came.

He said to song Ziheng, "I am from Beiming."

There was a moment's silence on the other end of the phone. Then, song Ziheng gasped: "is the Beiming deep? Should I call you big brother or enemy? "

"Ziheng, it's OK to call it anything."

Song Ziheng's breath was tight. His hand was holding the receiver tightly. His voice was almost squeezed out of his chest: "you have the face to call me!"

Looking at a dark world, Beiming asked, "how can you forgive me?"

Song Ziheng seemed to hear the most ridiculous thing in the world. His tone was full of ridicule and anger: "it's impossible! Even if you die, it's impossible! "

His parents died and his sister was reborn, but in those three years, who was the source? How could he not know?!

"I'm sorry." However, Beiming Shen said on the phone: "Zi Heng, I'm coming to Ningcheng tonight."

Said, he directly hung up the phone, and then told the housekeeper: "book a flight, I'll go to Ningcheng tonight."

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