Dragons have reverse scales, and they are irritated by the touch, and so are people. Obviously, Zhuo Shi is Fu Zhe, or Wang Qiang's reverse scale.

There was a heavy sound of the door closing behind him, and this sound also represented the fire in the heart of the owner of the closed door.

Looking at the security door that had been closed, Zhang Kun was silent, thinking about what Wang Qiang said just now.

"You just said that I don't know as much about Zhuo Shi as I imagined, but how much do you know about me and Zhuo Shi?"

Zhang Kun recalled Wang Qiang's every move when he said this, every trace of expression, every change in tone, and that kind of angry smile, which definitely did not seem to be fake.

Perhaps, as Wang Qiang said, there are many things about Wang Qiang and Zhuo Shi that he doesn't know.

Zhang Kun turned his head and slowly looked at Zhuo Shi in the air next to him, and sighed softly.

……

Closing the door tightly, Fu Zhe leaned his back against the security door, breathing heavily.

In the dark room, there was no electric light, and there was silence everywhere, only the faint sound of Fu Zhe's breathing.

I don't know how long it took, and I didn't notice if there was any footsteps outside, Fu Zhe straightened up, pressed the light button on the wall casually, and then slowly walked into his bedroom with a gloomy face.

Fu Zhe took off his suit jacket and hung it on the hanger, then went to the wardrobe in the room, and slowly opened the innermost compartment, where a framed double photo frame was quietly placed.

Fu Zhe carefully took out the photo frame, gently wiped off the little dust on it with his hand, and then watched silently.

The picture frame is about forty centimeters long and thirty centimeters high, and one end of the picture frame is a bust of Fu Zhe smiling, with a festive red background, Fu Zhe is wearing a formal black suit and white shirt, with a happy smile on his face.

On the other side of the frame, there is only a bright red.

On the double photo frame, there is only one person's avatar at this time.

Fu Zhe gently stroked the blank space of the photo frame, and in his sight, on a bright red background, there seemed to be a faint girl with long hair fluttering and a bright smile flashing.

A smile appeared on Fu Zhe's face, a bitter smile: "Zhuo Shi, it's so fast, in a blink of an eye, it's been twelve years!"

……

The night was silent, and most of the people in the community had fallen into a deep sleep. At this time, the door of Fu Zhe's house slowly opened, Fu Zhe held something in his right hand, closed the door silently, and then came to the elevator and pressed the button for the elevator to go up.

With a "ding", the elevator door opened, and Fu Zhe walked in, his eyes swept over the button on the top floor of the floor, and then pressed it.

The elevator closes and slowly ascends.

Go to the top floor of the floor, then go through the fire escape on the far left to the top of the building.

The night breeze was not strong, but it was very cool, and it blew slightly on Fu Zhe's hair.

The moon in the sky is only less than half a round at this time, and there are more clouds today, so the roof of the building looks pitch black.

Fu Zhe was silent, did not turn on the light on the phone, carried the thing on his right hand, seemed very familiar, and slowly came to the place where he used to sit.

It was the wall of a cistern, in front of which was a wide platform facing the moonlight.

Fu Zhe sat down slowly, then lifted the thing he had been holding in his hand, and slowly unscrewed the lid on it, and the aroma of wine was overflowing.

Fu Zhe lifted the wine bottle, and was about to pour it into his mouth, but suddenly, Fu Zhe paused slightly, then slowly turned his head and looked at a dark corner not far away.

There, a figure sat faintly cross-legged on the ground.

Fu Zhe's eyes narrowed slightly, and after his gaze slowly adapted to the dark state, he was finally able to see a little bit of the appearance of the figure on the other side, and suddenly Fu Zhe's face froze, a chill flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Didn't you say that you were allowed to leave, why are you still here?"

Listening to the cold words, looking at Fu Zhe, who was less than a meter away, Zhang Kun smiled bitterly, and he was also helpless.

How could he think of it, he chose a random place to spend the night, and he would actually meet Fu Zhe.

Originally, after chatting face-to-face with Fu Zhe, especially in Fu Zhe's last sentence, Zhang Kun heard something, it seemed that there were still some things between Wang Qiang and Zhuo Shi that he didn't know.

Zhang Kun didn't know if Zhuo Shi deliberately hid something, and accidentally missed something and forgot to say it.

However, the environment at that time was not suitable for Zhang Kun to ask anything, so Zhang Kun went to the top floor through the elevator.

However, under Zhang Kun's questioning, Zhuo Shi remained silent, as if she didn't know what to say.

Looking at Zhuo Shi's embarrassed look, Zhang Kun thought about it and didn't press too hard, sighed, and saw that the time was almost one o'clock in the morning, so he found a place to sit on the roof of the building, planning to spend the night here.

Since Zhuo Shi couldn't ask anything, Zhang Kun planned to wait for Wang Qiang to go out tomorrow and go to his house again to find out if he could find something useful, especially a diary letter or something, at least, to break the current status quo of being blinded.

It's early spring, and it's okay during the day, but the night is indeed a little cool, but fortunately, since practicing martial arts, Zhang Kun's body has become a lot stronger, so it's nothing to occasionally come to the sky for the ground or something.

However, Zhang Kun never thought that he would run into Fu Zhe if he chose a place so casually.

Looking at the wine bottle in Fu Zhe's hand, this guy is not happy, and he plans to find a place to relieve his sorrows with wine.

That's really .......

Zhang Kun smiled helplessly.

Looking at Fu Zhe's cold face, Zhang Kun thought for a while, and then explained: "It's not convenient for me to go back on this big night, so I found this place and planned to spend the night, it was a pure coincidence that I met you, and I didn't want to." ”

Listening to Zhang Kun's explanation, Fu Zhe's eyes froze, his eyes stared deeply at Zhang Kun for a while, and then he snorted coldly, and then slowly withdrew his gaze, but he didn't say anything more.

Fu Zhe himself also understands that no one else knows that he usually likes to come to this place to meditate, and it is also a spur of the moment that he will come out to drink today, so it is unlikely that the other party will deliberately wait for him here.

Thinking about these things clearly, plus Fu Zhe was really at a loss in his heart at this time, he didn't bother to pay attention to the others.

Fu Zhe picked up the bottle, then tilted his head to the mouth of the bottle and poured it.

The cold liquor slowly flowed down his throat, and then turned into a flame and burned in his stomach.

"Ahem, ahem....... Fu Zhe coughed violently a few times, a hint of flushing flashed on his face, and then he put down the wine bottle, and looked at the crescent moon in the air like a fishhook with a slightly confused gaze.

The moon is beautiful, and the moonlight is sprinkled all over the sky and the earth, but Fu Zhe's heart is empty.