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In addition to promoting translated literature, Chen Yiqiu also expected to promote the exquisite replica books that she had been doing. Since the Dongcheng District Library was blown up, dozens of ancient books and replica books in her hand have become the few remaining books in the Dongcheng Library. After discussing with the director, she planned to make all these books into exquisite replica books and promote them to society, so that more people can see the wisdom of these predecessors.
Chen Yiyan expected to discuss this matter with Zhu Boyi, but when he went to Zhu Mansion, he found that Zhu Boyi fell ill. Perhaps the urgency of the war and the decline of the country made Zhu Boyi, who had always been patriotic, also angry and anxious. This time his condition became worse. Chen Yiyan thought about her own condition recently and was living a mess every day, and she really neglected to greet Zhu Boyi.
When she gave birth to Xiao Lezhao, Zhu Boyi also gave gifts, but Chen Yiyu was anxious about Wang Shouyun at that time, so she didn't have the heart to pay attention to Zhu Boyi's affairs. Unexpectedly, Zhu Boyi was so sick this time. Chen Yiyu couldn't help feeling sad when he saw Zhu Boyi who had lost weight all over.
Zhu Boyi's figure is quite thin. Chen Yiyan still remembers the first time he met him, when he was wearing a half-old cotton gown. He looked a bit like a professor in a university. He looked pale due to illness all year round, and his fingers were clean and slender. He was a very handsome gentleman.
Now Zhu Boyi is not only losing weight, but also seems to be a little less angry. Although he is still as handsome as his face, his pale skin seems to be covered with a layer of gray. Chen Yiqi felt sad when he saw him like this, and his voice unconsciously lowered: "Hengzhi, how are you?"
Zhu Boyi wanted to sit up on the bed, but the housekeeper quickly came forward to put the big-looking pillow behind him. He half sat up. When Chen Yiqi saw his upper body, he realized that he was actually thinner than what she saw, and his clothes were empty, as if he was a few sizes older.
Zhu Boyi also smiled at Chen Yiyu, but he came with Junya who was a little sick. He said, "Jiahe, you are here, I want to invite you to come and have a sigh."
Chen Yiyan said: "It's my fault, I should have come and see you long ago."
Zhu Boyi said: "Oh, don't we know our respective situations yet? I am also very sad about Suiqing's incident. I am seriously ill and can't help you. When you are sad, I feel very sorry for you."
Chen Yiyan said: "I feel sad, no one can help me..."
Zhu Boyi thought of the sad and painful look when Abao's mother passed away, so he sighed softly and said, "Think about the child more. Whenever I was sad, I looked at Abao in the cradle, so I could be stronger."
Chen Yiyan nodded slightly and never wanted to mention it again. No one could help her with Suiqing. She would rather keep those memories in her mind. She often thinks of Suiqing, even if she is sad or happy.
Zhu Boyi said again: "Jiahe, you happen to come this time, otherwise I would have called you here too. Actually, I have something to do and want to ask you."
Chen Yiqiu said: "What else do you ask me to ask?"
Zhu Boyi said: "Actually, I have said this before, but I need to tell you more specifically about Abao," he said: "He is my only child, but my property cannot be left to him."
Chen Yiyan said: "I know your difficulties. Bao often says that he is a man and needs to make money with his own efforts."
Zhu Boyi said: "I am sick all year round, so I always teach him that he still has to rely on his own abilities at any time. Abao is still very lucky to meet you. I think if he grows up in the future, when he thinks about this memory of childhood, I feel very glad that I met you during this time. You and Suiqing replaced me to take on the role of this incompetent father and mother in Abao's growth. I think I owe you too much, and no matter how much I thank you, I can't express my gratitude."
Chen Yiqiu said: "It's too insulting to mention these things. Do you need to say these between me and you, and Abao?"
Zhu Boyi said: "Meeting you is also a blessing in my life. No matter when, I think of Abao by your side, and I feel very at ease. At this time, I will say this again and it is useless. I also know that you don't lack money to spend, but I don't have much time and can't plan for you one by one. I have to take out some direct things, hoping that you won't dislike it." He asked the butler to take out a small key and hand it to Chen Yiyan.
He said: "In the German bank on Kaiyang Road, I stored gold bars exchanged for 500,000 oceans. This is the safe key, which I prepared early. I bought it at the lowest point before the war. It was much cheaper than now. These were all prepared for you and Abao."
Chen Yiyan said: "You know mine, I won't charge you a dime."
Zhu Boyi said: "I know you won't want it, but Jiahe, I beg you to accept it. I am a person who has been ill for a long time and I know my body the most. This time I have been sick for too long and I am too weak. I am very scared. You can satisfy my wish, okay?"
After hearing what he said, Chen Yiyu had to obey and take the key away. He listened to him quietly: "Looking at my current illness... I don't want to admit it, but the fact is that I have no more time."
Zhu Boyi calmly told the fact that he had not had much time, but it made Chen Yiyan feel very sad. Seeing his still handsome and elegant appearance, tears burst out from his eyes.
Chen Yiyi experienced many farewells in the past two lives, and even when she died in her previous life, she calmly dealt with her life and death. However, at this moment, when she saw Zhu Boyi calmly arrange his funeral, Chen Yiyi felt uncomfortable. Wang Shouyun was no longer there. Will she lose another close friend?
Zhu Boyi comforted her instead: "Jiahe, don't be sad. Sometimes we can meet each other in this life. I am very happy."
When Chen Yiqi heard such open-minded words, the tears in his eyes could not be controlled, "Hengzhi, why is it you, why is it you?" Zhu Boyi is such a good person, but he has to experience the pain of lying on a bed for a long time. In the end, he has to arrange his funeral at a young age. What a sad thing!
Chapter completed!
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