When Ju Feng and Hua Xueyue arrived at Jufu, six flying flowers danced in the night sky of the capital. The residence is quite large, the courtyard of the **, there are occasionally a few sparse trees in the yard, and at this time it has been transformed into a branch.

Crossing Qiongzhiyu Road and walking to the front hall, Hua Xueyue's eyebrows became more and more frowned. She had visited the old man's house a few days ago, when the snow was only piled up on both sides of the path, and there were not a few bodyguards and servants, but now, the coldness of the yard is more chilling than winter itself.

When I pushed the door in, no one in the yard came out to greet him, even if a few Da Ao who barked again and again, I didn't know who to go to take care of the hospital.

The European-style retro round dome sets off the good taste of the old man, but such a tall and wide architectural method makes this building look particularly lonely now. Under the circular dome, the villa has lost its former glory, but it is like a flower path after a thunderstorm in early spring and February, a mess.

The hanging mural is flying in the dark, leaving only a few wall nails on the devastated ground; The lone piano in the middle is also missing, leaving a bench alone to tell the desolation of the piano maker; Famous paintings, antiques, and rare treasures are nowhere to be found, and even the gilded European-style palace pillars have been scraped off the body by sharp blades, and they are unrecognizable.

I really don't know how many people have become rich overnight with his father's collection in this life. Or, let a person ascend to the altar.

Hua Xueyue witnessed the scene of people walking away from tea, her hands were cold, and her face was frosty, but considering the mood of the people next to her, she didn't dare to express it too obviously. Subconsciously tilted his head slightly and looked at Ju Feng's side face, to Hua Xueyue's surprise, the young man's face was calm as usual.

"Weird, isn't it? Why can I still be so calm when I see the old man's life's work being ransacked? ”

Ju Feng's faint voice floated in the air, but the person had already walked forward, leaving only the girl standing in place slightly stunned. After a while, Hua Xueyue suddenly came over, hurriedly caught up with Ju Feng's pace, and asked for advice with a serious face.

"The old man's life is also brilliant, but after all, he is disturbed by these fame and fortune, I told him a long time ago, it is better to put a daughter behind him, it is better to have a piece of loess. How could the old man not understand this truth, but unfortunately he just couldn't see through it, what he saw in front of him was expected, and naturally it was also in his expectation. It's all a doomed thing, so why bother with it. ”

When Ju Feng spoke, his expression was indescribably lonely, and Hua Xueyue's heart was tight, but she didn't know how to comfort her.

"Actually, people like me don't have much right to mourn the dead, so why wouldn't the old man be angry with me? He sent me out from a young age, and when I grew up a little bit, I didn't want to live at home myself. He wants me to inherit his mantle, but I like my freedom, so who will he give even more wealth? ”

"If he doesn't want to die, who can let him die, he is expressing his grievances with me!"

In the end, Ju Feng smiled helplessly twice, but the voice fell on Hua Xueyue's ears, but it was very unpleasant.

"Actually, the old man doesn't have that many ideas." Hua Xueyue and Ju Feng went up the stairs together, and after thinking about it in their hearts, they spoke.

"I've been here a lot since you've been away all these years, and the old man has often asked about you. Although the old man didn't say anything, I could tell that he cared about you very much. Perhaps when he was younger, he hoped that you would inherit his economic status, but in recent years, the old man's ambitions have long since faded. ”

"I think the reason why he is willing to leave this world is more to save you from worries, and more to fulfill your freedom."

Ju Feng stopped and looked back at Hua Xueyue, Hua Xueyue stopped her voice, and her bright eyes looked at Ju Feng.

"He doesn't hate me?"

"He loves you more."

……

On the second floor, just around the corner, a young man and a woman were discussing a profound topic of hate and love, when a white-haired old man broke the silence.

"Little wind?"

"Uncle Zheng?"

Ju Feng and Hua Xueyue were interrupted by an old voice, and when they followed the reputation, they saw an old man appear in the inner room of the second floor. This old man's face is very familiar, he is his father's housekeeper and best friend, he has no wife and no children in his life, and his surname is Zheng.

"Uncle Zheng, I'm coming back late."

When Ju Feng saw the old man, he naturally remembered his father, who had always been inseparable from the old man, and he couldn't help but be gloomy for a while. The father is a son in his old age, and today he is approaching the age of sixtieth year, and the old voice and smile are gradually coming to memory, but now, people are no longer there.

Uncle Zheng confirmed that it was Ju Feng, and the wrinkles on his face were suddenly full of smiles, and his quiet and peaceful voice echoed in this villa, "It's not too late, it's not too late, it's good to come back." ”

After Zheng Lao finished speaking, he slowly turned around and disappeared inside. Ju Feng and Hua Xueyue glanced at each other and hurriedly followed.

Entering the inner room, it was his father's study, and Zheng Lao sat on the sofa in the room, holding a photo in his hand. The photo is a group photo of Uncle Zheng and Ju's father and son. Zheng Lao's eyes were slightly cloudy, staring at the photo, as if he had forgotten Ju Feng and Hua Xueyue.

Ju Feng and Hua Xueyue have also entered this room more than once, but how can the mood be the same as in the past this time. Ju Feng's gaze swept every corner of the room, everything was still so neat, every time he saw an object, it was a picture, it was a memory. The file on the desk is still open, there is a photo frame on the table, and there are three people surrounded in the frame, in addition to the father and the wind, there is also a beauty, and in the sky in the background, there is an eagle soaring.

It's a pity that this beauty died of illness many years ago.

The corner of the frame has been smoothed out, apparently after many rubbings. It can be imagined that the old man has been in a daze at the photo frame countless times, just like Uncle Zheng now.

Ju Feng came back to his senses, walked in front of Uncle Zheng, squatted down, and asked the most serious question of the night.

"Uncle Zheng, how did the old man die?"

All the rest of the emotions have been erased, and there is only a gloom behind a heavy sadness in his tone, no matter what, he wants revenge, even if the old man himself is willing to die, he will not allow anyone to be the executioner.

Zheng Lao raised his head and looked at Ju Feng, his eyes were a little dull, a little dazed, and a little relieved.

"Why bother asking about that. I suddenly remembered one thing, in the next room, your dad left you something. He wants to tell you that young people have time, so they might as well go out for a walk. ”

As Zheng Lao spoke, he stood up and put the photo on the sofa with a precious heart, "That's it, it's too lonely to be alone in the lockdown, I should go and accompany him." ”

Lockdown is the name of Ju's father, Ju Lockdown, the chairman of the Greater China Economic Union, and also the chairman of the Chinese Football Association.

Zheng Lao walked towards the door with difficulty. However, after only two steps, he fell to the ground with a bang.

Ju Feng's eyes were quick, he caught the old man's falling body, put his right hand on the old man's chest, and shouted in his mouth: "Uncle Zheng! Uncle Zheng! ”

Hua Xueyue also hurriedly rushed over, squatting down with Ju Feng's side, looking anxious.

However, no matter how Ju Feng called or how anxious Hua Xueyue was, Uncle Zheng did not respond again.

……

Outside the room, the snow was falling, and a car quietly drove into the house, carrying a car of pain, and quietly left.

Zheng Lao went, followed his lifelong friend, and was extremely resolute and relieved. However, it made the young man in the huge room feel indescribable.

went, all went, and their relatives were far away from them one by one, did they just let them not be nostalgic?

If this sentence is heard by the father, the father will definitely say, when you ran away from home, how could you be so decisive?

The relic left by Ju's father to Ju Feng is not a huge bank check, nor is it a martial arts cheat, but an eagle.

Back then, his father was young and frivolous, and he went to an extraterritorial planet to wander and met his mother on the planet McGellan. Ju's mother is a nomad from that planet, and her father fell in love at first sight, and then the two came to Earth together, but unfortunately they were jealous of their fate, and they gave birth to a child many years later, and they didn't enjoy much happiness after giving birth, so they died.

Jumu left nothing but an eagle in the background of the picture on her desk.

However, this eagle does not belong to the earth species, and its father named it Haidongqing, which is a kind of divine eagle in Chinese mythology. This is also the reason why Jufeng named the Hurricane Special Task Force Hai Dongqing.

Ju Feng stood on the balcony on the second floor of the villa, standing in the quiet world, Hua Xueyue was in a position behind him, and the snowflakes fell all over the sky.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in the sky, followed by a loud roar.

Inexplicably, Ju Feng's eyes were moist, and a tear came out of nowhere, but it fell in the goose feather snow.

Tears fall in the snow, and there is no sound.

Ju Feng suddenly roared at the snow of the boundless night.

"Yadi! The wind and sand in the capital are so big! ”

(To be continued)