Cao Zhengxuan and Zhang Yutong stayed until nine o'clock before they walked out of the bedroom, and it was time for Zhang Yutong to go to school to pick up Zhang Yuxin. Cao Zhengxuan offered him to ride an electric car to pick him up, but Zhang Yutong did not agree. Cao Zhengxuan had no choice but to give up. Zhang Yutong considered the reason why Cao Zhengxuan drank a lot of alcohol and was unsafe.

After standing in the courtyard and watching Zhang Yutong leave, Cao Zhengxuan's mood immediately fell to a low point.

Many people have had this experience. When you are facing great grief, you often don't feel anything when you have a confidant by your side, and once this confidant is not around, you will immediately become grieved.

Cao Zhengxuan at this time was in this state.

Cao Zhengxuan once doubted his birth. In fact, everyone will be suspicious. I haven't seen a person who calls my mother since I opened my eyes, and this alone makes people suspicious, not to mention that my father was once a homeless man.

Although Cao Zhengxuan instantly became sensible after that vicious fight, and was able to look at the problem from his father's point of view, he was afraid of touching his father's heart, and no longer asked his mother's whereabouts, but Cao Zhengxuan still thought coldly: Where is my mother? In books, essays, and on TV, my mother is described as so loving, if these descriptions are true, then why does my mother not come to visit her son once for five, ten, or even twenty years? Even if she just watches it once? Even if it's just one time, two people are three or five hundred meters apart from each other, it's okay.

But this little wish Cao Zhengxuan has not fulfilled once!

If the pregnant woman who died of dystocia was her mother, then how could she come to visit her twenty-three years after her death?

It was this thought that made Cao Zhengxuan burst into tears instantly, and he was so sad that it was difficult to breathe.

But then, another worrying question came, if these are true, then Cao Zhonghe is not his biological father!

I have been with myself for twenty-three years, I have spent my whole life on myself, and you also affectionately call him father The person who called him for twenty-three years suddenly became your adoptive father, can you not worry?

Since Cao Zhonghe is his adoptive father, where is his biological father? Who could he be? According to Yuan Yongfeng's speculation, he is a rich man or a big man, and since such a rich man or a big man asked his mother, who is a junior, to give birth to a child for him, why didn't he even show up when it was time to give birth?

It will not always be the case: the father does not let the mother get pregnant, the mother wants to change her fate through pregnancy because of her low status, so she quietly conceives a child, and when the father knows about it, he wants the mother to beat it down, but the mother resolutely refuses, so when the mother gives birth, the father ignores it. What's more, the person who buys the caesarean section doctor is the father!

When such a thought flashed through Cao Zhengxuan's mind, he shook his head again and again. There will never be such a beastly father in the world! Even if he did something stupid on impulse, would he murder his own son again twenty-three years later? Impossible!

But since this is not the case, who will be the person responsible for this series of tragedies?

Cao Zhengxuan couldn't think about it. At this time, Cao Zhengxuan recognized Zhang Yutong's idea: the only way is to wait, waiting for the next murder of him. This seems to be the most ruthless approach, and indeed the only way to do it.

......

After staying in the courtyard for nearly half an hour, Cao Zhengxuan returned home. Granny Yu is still cleaning. said "hard work" to Granny Yu, Cao Zhengxuan turned to the bedroom where his father slept, and hesitated for a while at the door of his father's bedroom, but Cao Zhengxuan gently pushed the door open.

My father's voice was so familiar, one short and two long, very regular. To exaggerate, Cao Zhengxuan grew up in his father's voice.

Cao Zhengxuan's heart was touched again, and what flowed out of his heart was a warm feeling like Hetian jade.

Cao Zhengxuan walked gently and quietly to his father's bedside. The moonlight shone through the window, coldly on Simmons, where his father slept, and on his father's bandaged legs.

The moonlight was hazy, and my father's face looked hazy.

Cao Zhengxuan squatted down in front of his father's bed, staring at his father's exposed face from close range.

My father slept with a frown on his brow. The mouth was slightly open, and his breathing was sometimes even and sometimes rapid, and when he was short, he made a very regular sound. The forehead is deeply wrinkled, and the hair is already gray.

Cao Zhengxuan stretched out his hand, and he had an urge to touch his father's forehead, trying to smooth out his father's forehead lines. But Cao Zhengxuan's hand froze in the air, and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes and on his cheeks.

He couldn't imagine how he got from the maternity and child health hospital to this man, but he could imagine how hard it was for this person to raise him. It's a street wanderer. Raising a baby who is waiting to be fed to adulthood, what can be described by the word "hardship"?

Cao Zhengxuan thought that his biological parents gave him life, but it was far less important than the person in front of him. Therefore, this person is actually his biological father, and he is a person who is closer than his biological parents!

When I think of this, I think of everything. This point is very important to Cao Zhengxuan, because after thinking about this, there is no pimple between himself and his father. My father is still the same father, and I am still the same self, and I haven't changed a little because of the sudden accident.

"Dad. Like any previous time he called this person, Cao Zhengxuan called "Dad" softly, and then he got up and left softly. The warm feeling of Wada jade flowing from the sea of hearts is always there.

The moment he walked out of his father's bedroom and closed the bedroom door, Cao Zhengxuan thought of one more thing: he changed his father's fate, and his father also changed his fate. Together, they make up their destinies.

......

In a private three-story building in Mashi Lane, Yangjiang, Pan Mingli stayed in his father Pan Long's bedroom.

At this time, Pan Long was already in his fifties. The face of the Chinese character has become round, and the belly is also round, in short, it is a blessing. No one who sees him at this time will associate him with the leader of the kitchen knife gang back then. It's called time transition, right?

"Why are you so confused? How many times have you said it, don't fantasize about marrying a girl's family into the door. You're married, you're a person with children," Pan Long complained, "It's a good thing, you actually went to investigate the mystery of Cao Zhengxuan's birth in order to achieve this purpose?" Well, even if you are confused, you won't be so confused as to kidnap the grandson of the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, right?"

"Dad, whatever you say about me, you can even beat me," Pan Mingli said with a bitter face, "The problem is that these are all fait accomplis. You can't watch me go to jail, can you? Dong Huachun is dead, just push everything on his head. Don't you have a lot of old connections?"

"I'm going to be by you. ”

"Dad, you're going to show up, right?"

"I'm just your son, can I not show up?" Pan Long said. "But you have to know that face is not valuable, and face is supported by money. You give me a memory. ”