Heavy rain blows from one city to another.

In an upscale suite in a luxurious hotel, a woman sat on a sofa, listening to the rustling rain outside the window, knitting a brown sweater in her hand, which happened to be the color that the man liked.

In her appearance, she has long been unable to find the word beautiful, it seems that she is more like a yellow-faced woman who has been ruthlessly destroyed by the years, her face has wrinkles, and there are stories hidden in it, but no one reads them.

But at this moment, she is obviously a little absent-minded, but despite this, the work in her hands has not been put down, perhaps for this woman, in the face of such a huge storm, there is only so much she can do.

In the office downstairs, Han Pengyi sent away this group of fox friends and dogs, and then sat down on the oversized office chair, untied his suit and tie and breathed a sigh of relief, perhaps because of the tonnage, he was much more afraid of heat than most people, so he directly adjusted the temperature of the office air conditioner to fifteen degrees, and then turned around on the office chair, looked at the drifting rain outside the window, lit a cigarette, and began to swallow the clouds and spit.

A cigarette gradually came to his head, and his expression calmed down a little, since the day Gong Kuan left, the phone could no longer be connected, which made him have a little bad premonition for no reason, after waiting for three full days, there was still no news from Xicheng District, which made Han Pengyi's bad premonition even stronger.

So this morning, he finally dialed the phone of the ninth master, but it was the same situation as Gong Kuan, the phone was turned off, which made Han Pengyi have an urge to kill Xicheng District to see what was going on, but after looking at the family photo on his desk, he gave up the blood that surged into his heart at this time.

Although it is a bit shameful for Han Pengyi, this is what he must pay for his family after all.

After looking for a long time in his mobile phone address book, he finally found the number, which was once Li Panruo's, although this number was many years ago and may not be able to get through, but Han Pengyi still called with the mentality of giving it a try.

Three hours away, a phone call only takes three seconds, Li Banruo, who watched Hejing leave at the door of the wanderer, should really be ready to turn around and return to the wanderer, when the phone rang, he looked at the unknown call, and his expression did not change, because for Li Banruo, it seems that at this juncture, there will be no good things looking for him.

But he still chose to connect, and then listened to some familiar voices on the other side of the phone shouting his name, he couldn't help shouting: "Uncle Han?"

Hearing this, after Han Pengyi confirmed that the other side of the phone was Li Panruo, he couldn't help but gasp, and he said, "You kid still remember me." ”

This inexplicable sense of intimacy made Li Panruo's face smile a little, and he said: "Uncle Han, you didn't invite us to masturbate back then, how could I forget you." ”

When Han Pengyi heard Li Panruo mention the past, he also fell into that memory a little, but after a while, he broke free, and then asked solemnly: "Hanruo, what happened in Xicheng District?"

Li Banruo, who still had such a smile on his face, heard this, his expression instantly turned cold, he opened his mouth, but at this time, his throat became extremely dry, making him speechless, he just took a deep breath, and then found the box of cigarettes that came by the way, took a deep breath in his mouth and said, "Uncle Han, the ninth master is dead." ”

Han Pengyi's phone in his ear fell like this, and he didn't even notice that the phone fell to the ground, he just stared blankly at the rain curtain, but these four simple words slowly penetrated into his heart like a knife, yes, that man died, because he was sent to the hospital and his life and death were uncertain, the first name he chanted when he was sent out of the emergency room alive was Pengyi, died. The person who was willing to offend the Chamber of Commerce for him, and sent him away from Xicheng District to find true love with a free face, died like this, and he didn't even have time to say the last word, a word of thanks, to the man, Mingming, obviously he had paid so much for him, so much that he thought he couldn't repay it in this life.

On the other side of the phone, Li Banruo's expression was also extremely painful, he knew very well what Han Pengyi felt in his heart at the moment, because he knew how heavy the weight of the Ninth Master was in Han Pengyi's heart, but what could he do?

Han Pengyi picked up the phone angrily and asked again, "Is Gong Kuan here?"

Li Panruo's eyes dimmed again, and then he shook his head slightly and said, "Uncle Gong, Brother Yu, they are also dead." ”

Perhaps, this is the feeling of the sky falling, Han Pengyi only felt that a stone was pressed on his chest, making him unable to breathe, the food stall in his memory, the four men sitting around, Wei Jiu, who was always silent, Gong Kuan, who was the head of the Tao, who always couldn't stop his mouth, and the old Wang Yanyu.

All this is so real, as if it happened yesterday, but this picture that Han Pengyi thinks is the most precious picture in his life is completely torn apart because of such a phone call, and he can't even find a trace of it.

"Wait for me... Wait for me... Wait for me to go to Xicheng District, I'll avenge them!!" Han Pengyi hissed and shouted, the security guard guarding the office at the door heard the movement of the office, and couldn't help showing a strange expression, he was about to push the door in, but a man stopped him, and then shook his head at the young security guard.

The young security guard looked at the burly, blonde-haired man with respect and retreated to his place again.

And this blonde man, just lit a cigarette and leaned against the wall to listen to the movement in the office.

Of course, Li Panruo heard Han Pengyi's irrepressible anger, but he still tried his best to appease: "Uncle Han, everything is over, and Bai Wenshan is also dead. ”

Han Pengyi listened, after a rare outburst, he slowly regained his composure, and then stared at the photo frame on the desk, which was a smile that made him settle down instantly, and finally he exhaled deeply and said: "Pranya, if there is anything you need my help with, just ask, although Uncle Han doesn't have much ability, but the money can still be picked up, although in such a situation, money may not be able to buy anything, but don't trap your hands and feet because of this word." ”

Li Panruo listened, his heart was full of emotion, not to mention whether this sentence was true or false, Han Pengyi was able to say such a sentence to him now, he was already very moved, after all, the ninth master was gone, in the end, he also became a wild dog without a master, and Han Pengyi did not ridicule him because of this, but took the initiative to stretch out this hand, which is the most important thing.

The icing on the cake is a thing that is not worth moving, but the nature of sending charcoal in the snow is completely different from the former, because in such a river and lake that does not carry much human touch, the latter is so small that it is completely negligible.

"Uncle Han, I understand, is Aunt Wu where are you?" Li Banruo nodded, although he may not have opened his mouth to ask Han Pengyi for help, but Han Pengyi's sentence, he remembered it, and it was already a favor, not because he felt that there was any gap with Han Pengyi, but because he knew very well that Han Pengyi also had his own life, and there was no need to pay for this storm that had nothing to do with him.

"Here I am. Han Pengyi said, although he already understood that the reality was an extremely cruel thing, but let him announce such a news to the woman who was full of expectations, although he thought that no matter how hard-hearted he was, he couldn't open his mouth.

"This news, please pass it on to her, I will send someone to pick her up before the funeral of the ninth master. Li Panruo said, although all this is a bit heavy for Han Pengyi, he really can't tell Aunt Wu all this in person, he is afraid that she will collapse, and he is also afraid that he will collapse.

"You don't need to send someone over, I'll send her back myself, and I hope to be able to send him on his last journey. Han Pengyi said that although he is a little inseparable now, no matter what the price is, he wants to go back to Xicheng District to meet the man who once saved him from the dire situation, although this is no longer a real meeting.

"I see, before the funeral, I'll call you. Li Panruo nodded silently and said, and then this call across two cities, or two eras, hung up like this.

Han Pengyi put down the phone, his expression was unusually heavy, even if the cigarette had burned to the end and burned his hand, he didn't notice it, until the pain hit, he threw away the cigarette butt, got up and opened the door, the blonde man who was smoking against the wall at the door saw Han Pengyi come out, stepped on the cigarette butt and said, "Boss, something?"

Han Pengyi shook his head, then walked to the elevator, but seemed to think of something, then turned his head to the blonde man and said, "Crow, get ready, I'm going to Xicheng District in the next few days." ”

The blonde man nodded after hearing this, with his understanding of Han Pengyi, it must be a big deal to be able to make Han Pengyi show this kind of expression, but seeing that Han Pengyi didn't intend to speak, he didn't continue to ask, because most things would not be something that he, a bodyguard, could do.

Going up to the top floor through the elevator, Han Pengyi walked to the suite step by step, but with every step, he felt that his steps were a little heavier, until the end, his body began to tremble, and when he arrived at the door, he took a deep breath and touched the doorknob, but the moment he opened the door, he hesitated.

Because he didn't know what expression or tone he should use to tell her these cruel things.