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Chapter 873 He is really afraid of losing

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    Under the old big tree in the backyard, a slender figure knelt upright in front of the unnamed monument, with the cold wind blowing his short hair, feeling indescribable silence.

    The setting sun cast a long shadow on him, and the shadow fell on the ground. For a moment, Beiming Liancheng could see the seemingly helpless feeling behind the loneliness, and a desire to struggle.  Escape from this helpless atmosphere.

    He has always believed that his boss is incompetent. He is not afraid of anything. No matter what difficulties he faces, he will never back down. Even if he faces separation or death, he can remain calm as usual.

    Even if he feels uncomfortable, he can still smile calmly.

    But now, he suddenly discovered that the boss also had something he was afraid of.

    He is afraid of loneliness and loss.

    Maybe it¡¯s after you¡¯ve had something that you start to feel the loss.

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

    Bei Mingye didn¡¯t speak, and he didn¡¯t say anything either. One stood and the other knelt, letting the cold wind blow over them.

    I don¡¯t know how long it took, even the sun had completely set. Looking at the clouds on the horizon, Beiming Liancheng asked lightly: "Mom said you don¡¯t plan to take revenge. Is it because of your fame?"

    Bei Mingye didn¡¯t reply, still kneeling straight.

    Beiming Liancheng stared at his sullen side face, there wasn't much emotion in his eyes, it was light, as usual.

    "Actually, I don't have much concept of hatred." From birth to now, his impression of his father is limited to a few past photos and the past mentioned by Qin Weiyang. What he said is true.

    Hatred was imposed on him by everyone, and it was instilled in him by them. Over the years, he had only heard about it.

    Bei Mingye is different. He is three years older than Bei Ming Liancheng. Children of one or two years old may not know anything, but for children of four or five years old, many things can be remembered very deeply.

    Especially after watching Qin Weiyang live in hatred over the years, the hatred in his heart only grew stronger, until he met that girl.

    "She is the granddaughter of Beiming Xiong. You are afraid that you will lose her after revenge, aren't you?" Beiming Liancheng looked at him quietly, still asking.

    Bei Mingye still knelt there, not humming, but his side face looked even more solemn.

    Beiming Liancheng let out a shallow breath and looked at the horizon, silent.

    I thought the boss wouldn¡¯t answer, but after a while, he calmly said: ¡°Yes.¡±

    Beiming Liancheng couldn't explain how he felt. This was the first time that the boss had admitted his feelings in front of others. For this love, he could give up even the hatred for so many years.

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

    People from the Di family, people from the Qin family When thinking about the people involved, even Beiming Liancheng couldn't help but feel powerless for Beimingye.

    How much pressure and doubt will he have to face if he just says "give up"?  Not everyone can forgive, and their lack of understanding may make him live in the condemnation of everyone for the rest of his life.

    ??Is it really worth it for the fame?

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

    The night was filling the air, and the cold air outside was getting heavier. Looking at his figure gradually immersed in the moonlight, Beiming Liancheng suddenly said: "No matter what decision you make, I will face it with you."

    With his legs numb from standing for too long, he turned around and headed back towards the main house.

    Bei Mingye did not look back, but his eyes were clearly filled with a little warmth. On such a cold winter night, a little warmth was enough to support him through the whole night.

    I don¡¯t know what that girl is doing now. Is she still worried about her father falling off the building?

    Looking at the empty monument in front of him, he twitched the corners of his lips and smiled helplessly: "If I had known that I was so unfilial, would I have rather never had a son like me?"

    He smiled, but the corners of his lips were bitter. His indifferent words were blown away by the wind as soon as he left his mouth: "I'm afraid of losing her, I'm sorry"

    ¡­Qin Weiyang did not cook for her two sons tonight. This was the first time in so many years that her sons came back to see her. She did not wash her hands and make soup for them.

    Since she fell asleep with Beiming Liancheng in the afternoon, she has not left the room again. At night, when Beiming Liancheng came in with food, she still sat downSitting on the chair by the window, looking at the gloomy night outside, I don¡¯t know how long I have been sitting here.

    "Mom, let's eat." Beiming Liancheng placed the tray of porridge and side dishes on the small table in the room, put the tray aside and looked at her thin back.

    Qin Weiyang seemed not to have heard his call, still looking out the window with dim eyes.

    The cold wind is blowing tonight, and the wind blowing in from the window contains the smell of rain. According to the current temperature, if it rains tonight, what will fall will be snowflakes.

    It¡¯s going to snow

    "Let's eat first, the food is getting cold." Beiming Liancheng walked behind her and leaned towards her.

    His big palm fell on her shoulder, and he helped her up from the chair a little forcefully. He helped her walk to the small table and sit down. He pushed the bowl in front of her and put the chopsticks into her hand.  Go to the window and close it.

    "It should snow tonight." Looking at the hazy night outside the window, he closed the curtains casually: "I just heard the weather forecast that the temperature will drop to minus eight degrees tonight."

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

    This little son never likes to talk too much. He talks about some random things, but he is just telling her on purpose.

    "The boss doesn't like to wear thick clothes. Normally, he only wears a shirt and a thin coat." He walked to sit opposite her, "But don't worry, he is strong enough and won't freeze to death in this weather."  His legs will be ruined at most."

    "You damn boy, do you think I will be soft-hearted?" Qin Weiyang glanced at him and started eating her dinner nonchalantly.

    Beiming Liancheng stopped talking and waited for her to finish eating before putting the things away.

    Just as he was about to leave, Qin Weiyang stared at his tall back and couldn't help but ask: "Your elder brother was there someone important around him that made him change his mind? Is it a woman?"

    Beiming Liancheng pursed his thin lips. That was the boss's business. He didn't think he was qualified to say anything.

    "Why don't you just ask him, maybe give him a little patience, and he will be willing to talk to you." After that, he turned around with the tray, opened the door, walked out, and closed the door for her.

    Qin Weiyang sat at the small table for a while, but couldn't help but walk to the window, lift the curtains, and open the window.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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