This is a community with a relatively long history, but it is also a relatively dilapidated community. The few street lamps in the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info have long been broken, and the surroundings are dark, except for a few family lights that are still faintly visible.

Walking in the dark community, looking at the strange and somewhat familiar residential buildings around me, there have been a lot of changes here in the past eight years. Liu Qian couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Finally, when he came to a familiar downstairs and walked up to the familiar sixth floor, Liu Qian looked at the cottage in front of him, which had not changed much from eight years ago, but hesitated.

He stretched out his hand and tried to knock on the door, but he couldn't do it.

Looking at the faintly visible lights in the room, Liu Qian seemed to have made up his mind and knocked on the door gently.

"Who!" A familiar voice came from inside the door.

When Liu Qian heard this voice, he felt the corners of his eyes heat up.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man who was a little rickety walked out, his face was very kind, his temples were slightly white, looking at Liu Qian, a little puzzled!

"You ......"

Liu Qian looked at the familiar figure in front of him, and two lines of tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes: "Uncle Yi, it's me!" ”

"You...... Are you ......" The middle-aged man's expression was a little surprised, and a little surprised!

Liu Qian nodded and did not speak.

"It's Xiao Qian!" The middle-aged man grabbed Liu Qian's hand with some trembling: "It's been so many years...... It's been so many years...... I never knew how to face your parents after I died...... You're finally ......"

Looking at the excited middle-aged man in front of him, familiar memories poured into Liu Qian's mind.

The middle-aged man was his adoptive father.

When he was six years old, his parents were killed in a car accident, and his relatives refused to take him in.

Just as the police were about to take him to the orphanage, Yi Zhengxin, his father's best friend before his death, took him home. From that day on, he spent ten years with Uncle Yi.

Because of his own reasons, Uncle Yi and his wife had a big fight, and finally because Uncle Yi insisted on keeping himself, his wife divorced him with her daughter.

At the same time, because of his own reasons, Uncle Yi has not remarried for more than ten years, but has taken himself to depend on each other alone.

But when he was young and ignorant, he always spoke coldly to Uncle Yi because he was not his biological father.

Eight years ago, at the age of sixteen, he quarreled with Uncle Yi over a trivial matter, and then ran away from home. After that, he wandered around, and even drifted abroad, got acquainted with the Heavenly Fury and his group, and formed the Blood Fury Mercenary Group.

He is the leader of blood wrath - blood wolf!

Thinking of this, Liu Qian couldn't help but feel remorse for his once stupid self.

He grabbed the hand of the middle-aged man in front of him tightly, and shouted affectionately: "Yes, I am Xiao Qian!" ”

When Yi Zhengxin heard this, he froze, and after half a sound, he muttered: "Xiao Qian! You've grown up!

walked into the hut and took Liu Qian's hand, Yi Zhengxin looked at him kindly, and asked him where he had been in the past few years and how he was doing.

How could Liu Qian tell the truth, but he just deceived him and said that when he was sixteen years old, after running away from home, he went to sea with an ocean liner and spent so many years overseas.

Yi Zhengxin didn't delve into it, but just stroked Liu Qian's back.

"Peace is good...... Peace is good......"

Liu Qian took out a black bank card from his pocket, gently put it on the table, and said, "Uncle Yi, there are 100,000 US dollars in it, which is my savings for so many years, you can take it first." ”

Liu Qian earned more than this amount before he earned so many years, but it was not easy to come up with too much, and 100,000 US dollars was barely a huge amount of money for the working-class Yi Zhengxin.

Uncle Yi said with a serious expression: "Xiao Qian, Uncle Yi is not short of money, this is your savings for so many years, and I want to leave it for you to buy a house and get married, you can take it yourself." ”

Of course, Liu Qian would not take it back, and after a while of explanation, after talking for a long time, Uncle Yi finally accepted the money.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, the layout of the cottage was no different from more than ten years ago, looking at Uncle Yi's warm and concerned eyes, Liu Qian couldn't help but feel a long-standing emotion slowly waking up from the bottom of his heart.

Perhaps, this is the so-called family affection!

Yi Zhengxin looked at Liu Qian's face tremblingly, and saw a little vicissitudes on his face, alas, Xiao Qian, this child has suffered a lot outside for so many years!

"Xiao Qian, have you had dinner, are you hungry?"

Liu Qian just wanted to refuse, but suddenly felt a little hungry in his stomach, indeed, the last meal was eaten on the plane, and more than ten hours have passed.

A smile appeared on Yi Zhengxin's face: "It's okay, I'll go buy something outside and make you something to eat." ”

"Uncle Yi, no need! Just get me something to eat! ”

"How can this work, it's okay, you rest here for a while, if you're tired, just turn off the lights and squint on the sofa for a while!"

Yi Zhengxin smiled kindly at Liu Qian, pushed a bicycle, and walked out of the room.

Looking at Uncle Yi's distant back, Liu Qian only felt that his nose was a little sour.

His gaze swept casually across the room.

Although the memories are a little vague, many of them are the same as the memories, a familiar smell.

Is this what home tastes like?

A wave of exhaustion is born from the heart.

Yes, I'm so tired outside, and when I get home, I can finally rest.

Remembering what Yi Zhengxin said before leaving, Liu Qian turned off the light and lay comfortably on the sofa.

……

In his sleep, Liu Qian vaguely dreamed of the scene of his life ten years ago.

However, a crisp sound of footsteps woke Liu Qian up directly.

It turned out that someone was going up the stairs, Liu Qian couldn't help but laugh at himself, it should be a neighbor!

After so many years of stressful life, I have become nervous, and it seems that it will take a while to adapt to life in the city.

However, the man stopped in front of 601's door, followed by the sound of the key opening the door.

Liu Qian opened his eyes like lightning, and in the darkness, his face became solemn.

601, this is the hut where Yi Zhengxin lives, that is, his home!

This footstep is definitely not Uncle Yi, it should be a woman with a small body; Moreover, the woman was trying to keep her voice as low as possible.

Uncle Yi divorced ten years ago and has never remarried. They had been talking together for so long just now, and if Uncle Yi remarried, he would definitely tell himself.

How could there be a woman with the keys to this house.

Don't...... Could it be that his whereabouts were exposed, and some ill-intentioned people came to find him.

Oops!

Liu Qian's voice was solemn and his face was cold, but he was still lying on the sofa, without any movement, just staring at the door tightly.

Like a cheetah lurking in the African desert, pounce on its prey at any time.

With a soft sound of the door opening, a petite figure slowly pushed the door open, the movement was very light, and no sound was made.

He crept into the room, closed the door softly, didn't turn on the light, and prepared to walk into the room.

Liu Qian in the dark, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then, like a hunting cheetah, he pounced!