Zhan Meng watched groups of young and energetic students walk down the boulevard, and the fragments of golden sunlight sprinkled on their faces, making him stunned. For the first time in many years, he couldn't help but look forward to his future.

After going through a series of admission procedures, saying goodbye and thanking his seniors, he finally came to his dormitory. The dormitory was empty, and it turned out that he was the first to arrive. He picked an upper bunk and tidied up, and unloaded some of the household items in his backpack.

He still needs to buy some new groceries, and at the same time, he can't wait to see the place he dreams of.

He ate a bowl of snail noodles at the school gate, wiped his mouth and set off.

Not far away, in a Porsche parked on the side of the road, a woman saw Zhan Meng, her eyes lit up, and she drove slowly to follow.

Walking through Great Lakes City, the lake is still clear, but the park is overcrowded, more office buildings, more villas appear.

A lonely man, measuring Wangfu Street with his legs, trotted close when he saw the building at the end that looked like a big bird about to fly.

The white square palace below has been transformed into a hotel at the moment, which should be the property of the Duke of Taoling, so I wonder if I can bump into that person if I go in now. Above the white palace is the black nest area, and further up is the phoenix building, which was designed by my father and his French designer friend.

Zhan Meng was staring affectionately at the Phoenix Mansion at the moment, this was the "home" in his heart, he was born here and grew up here. His favorite thing to do as a child was to let his mother hold him and sit by the floor-to-ceiling window and listen to her tell her about the interesting competitions and adventures that the two couples experienced. When night falls, overlooking the beautiful lake area from the Phoenix Palace, the colorful neon lights and the ethereal fountain music can be heard in the distance......

There is no going back, and the Phoenix Mansion no longer belongs to him at this moment.

Duke Taoling! Zhan Meng silently recited this name, and the pain in his heart was beyond measure.

Eight years have passed, and my body shape and appearance have completely changed, and I guess I am standing in front of that person, and he may not recognize it. Zhan Meng walked towards the Phoenix Mansion with a fluke mentality.

He still couldn't help but want to get closer to her, the best harbor in that memory, as if he pushed the door open, his father was still there, and his mother was still there.

"Stop!" a cold cry rang out.

Zhan Meng frowned, and the half foot that stretched out was retracted.

A tall and handsome luggage student walked over, looked Zhan Meng up and down, and said very unceremoniously, "Don't you see the words on the sign?"

In the direction of his finger was a golden bronze plaque that read: - On high-end occasions, those who are not well-dressed will not be accepted.

Zhan Meng looked down at the white clothes washed on his body, as well as the flat shoes that had stains that could not be washed off.

Hmm, that's right.

Zhan Meng was not angry, and his heart was a little sour.

With a sigh, he still chose to turn and leave.

It's not the time to go back. Until I have enough strength to take down my opponent, I choose to forbear.

"What's the matter, someone is bullying my son?" A sharp voice came from under the steps, and a woman dressed in a luxurious dress came angrily.

Zhan Meng was stunned for a moment, as if he had seen a ghost, isn't this the crying nervous woman in the station, why are you everywhere.

The woman stopped the previous porter, "Hey, you, yes, it's you, don't look at others, are you not letting my son in?"

The tall baggage boy before was shocked by the woman's momentum, and said in his heart that this boy was wearing tatters, but the clothes on this woman were hundreds of thousands of goods, is this really a mother and son. This woman shouldn't be a big person, she knows it's not easy to mess with at a glance.

The porter is also a good observer, he smiled and said: "This guest, don't embarrass me, this is our rule here, not for anyone's ......"

The woman was even more furious, and pointed to the luggage student's nose and covered her face and said, "You mean, my son is dressed plainly, and you won't let him in, right, I'll take him in today, you stop me to try?"

The face of the baggage student turned into a bitter gourd face, and he could see that this woman belonged to the master who walked sideways, and there was no reason to talk about it.

However, in fact, strictly speaking, although his son's clothes are a little low, they are also neat, and they are not untidy, and the reason why he is stopped is because he wants to have fun after work, and deliberately makes things difficult for the countrymen.

The woman's momentum was too domineering, like eating thunder, and the baggage boy was not angry, but also shrugged indifferently at his companion.

"Hmph, judge people by their appearance, who doesn't have a little money at home, I'll buy this place tomorrow and give it to my son......" The woman complained as she pulled Zhan Meng and walked straight inside.

The baggage student didn't dare to talk back, and he didn't know if what she said was true.

Well, Zhan Meng has seen her pungency. Seeing that the staff was bluffed, I thought that this aunt can really brag, much better than me.

"Well, Mom, let's not go in, I don't have to go in. In order not to dismiss her face on the spot, Zhan Meng had to call her mom, after all, she defended herself like this.

The woman's shoulders shook, and her original anger turned to nothing. My poor boy is finally willing to call me Mommy.

She suppressed the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes, and responded warmly: "Okay, if you don't go in, you won't go in, we are not rare here." You can go wherever you want, Mom will listen to you. ”

This face flip is faster than turning a book, and Zhan Meng has gradually become accustomed to her rhythm.

Out of the hotel.

The woman held his hand intimately: "Son, where are you going next, Mom will drive you." ”

Zhan Meng opened his mouth, and stopped talking.

The woman gazed at him affectionately, as if he were the most beautiful scenery in the world.

Zhan Meng felt that she didn't even bother to explain whether she was her son or not. He felt that no matter how he explained it, he seemed to this woman to be his lost son. Maybe she knew deep down that her son would never come back, but she didn't want to believe it. Her son is probably her heart disease, and he is the focus of her entire life. Look at her resolute and loving eyes locked on him all the time, and if she loses him again, she may even kill herself.

There are all kinds of people in this world. You can't criticize her, she's just a poor mother.

"Auntie......" Zhan Meng said truthfully: "Wait a minute, I'm going to buy some daily necessities, and by the way, see where there is a house for rent." ”

The reason why he wants to rent a house is because he needs an independent space to meditate and practice as a professional martial artist. School dormitories can be kept, but privacy is not guaranteed.

"Why do you call me aunt again, don't call me like this in the future. The woman said angrily: "Go, if you want to buy something, your mother will buy it for you." ”