Paris, France.

Renaissance architecture is all over the streets of Paris, and the streets are full of people dressed in European style.

In this romantic city, you can see people with big smiles on their faces everywhere.

Alien to the city, however, is an Oriental man who walks the streets.

His eyes were hollow, as if he had lost his vitality, and a hat could not hide his messy hairstyle, and he had only been in Paris for two days, but for Huading, it seemed to have experienced two centuries, and fine stubble appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Walking aimlessly on the street, Huading felt like a dead man.

He didn't know what happened in Yanjing, but the result was conceivable, with the means of Hua Wendong and Hua Bing, his father Hua Wenliang was afraid that he would be more than lucky.

The only thing Huading can do now is to keep himself alive.

What is the head of the Hua family, what is avenging his mother, those have become the clouds of the past.

A cold wind blew, and Hua Ding's body was a little chilly, so he couldn't help but tighten the collar of his coat and continued to walk forward.

I don't know how long I walked, but the iconic Eiffel Tower stood not far away, with its high spire soaring into the sky, and it seemed that it was about to pierce the somewhat low and oppressive sky.

Despite the cold winter, there are still many tourists in the square in front of the Eiffel Tower.

A little girl who looked to be only five or six years old ran to Hua Ding's side, handed him the camera in her hand, and said in English, "Uncle, can you take a picture of me and my mother?" ”

"Okay." Huading took the camera.

Facing the mother and daughter posing with scissor hands in front of her, Huading gently pressed the shutter, and a group photo appeared on the camera.

In the group photo, the picture of the mother hugging her daughter affectionately reminded Huading of when he was five years old, and it was also in this romantic capital, and in this same position, his mother also hugged him and left the same memory.

Smiling and returning the camera to the mother and daughter, Huading prepared to continue walking.

It's just that when he turned around, he saw a man sitting on a bench on the side of the road not far away, waving to him constantly.

"Huh." Hua Ding laughed at himself and walked in the direction of the man.

Coming to the man, Hua Ding looked at him carefully.

Men, like Huading, are the faces of Orientals.

He is very handsome and tall, holding a cup of steaming coffee in his hand and tasting it slowly.

"I don't see that you still have a talent for photography." The man licked the milk stains on the corner of his mouth and said in a non-standard Huaxia language.

"You don't have a talent for photography, you just need to be able to press the shutter." Hua Ding sat beside him and said casually.

When the man heard this, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said: "It's different, the works of talented people will be pleasing to the eye." I like his photographs very much, especially the one "The Benevolence of the Doctor". ”

"I love that one too." Hua Ding nodded, leaned back on the bench, tilted his head to the sky, and said after a long time: "It's a pity that I don't like the person in the photo." ”

"Why don't you like it?" The man asked with interest.

"Because his appearance has disrupted all my plans, and everything I have been completely shattered because of him, do you think I can like him?" Hua Ding said loudly.

The man nodded in agreement and said, "You're right, but I like him very much." ”

"Why do you like it?" Hua Ding asked.

"Because his appearance pulled me back from the abyss, everything about me has become better because of him, do you think I can not like him?" The man replied in the same sentence.

Hearing this, Hua Ding stopped making a sound and continued to look at his sky.

The man was still drinking coffee, and he didn't bother him at all, just glancing at the time on his watch from time to time.

The two figures are two statues, frozen on the bench and no longer moving, in stark contrast to the ever-changing crowd around them.

I don't know how long it took, the coffee in the man's hand had already been drunk, and Huading finally stood up.

"It's almost time." Hua Ding asked.

"You've got five minutes left." The man replied.

"It's only five minutes?" Huading's eyes reluctantly scanned the square of the Eiffel Tower, wanting to record every bit of it.

It's a pity that the scenery is still the same, but the mother and son of the year can no longer be found in the crowd.

"Let's go, the building is empty, there's nothing to be nostalgic about." Hua Ding sighed deeply and said, "After living in hatred for more than twenty years, it is time for me to be freed. ”

The man looked at him deeply and did not speak.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet." Hua Ding looked at the man.

"You can call me crazy, he always calls me that." The madman said.

"Crazy?" Hua Ding was surprised, and said with some uncertainty: "You are very quiet, I don't see where you look like a madman." ”

"Because before he came, he told me not to kill anyone." The madman grinned, his signature bloodthirsty smile flashing.

……

Huaxia, Yanjing.

In a room in a villa, huge curtains cover the windows, and the otherwise sunny weather cannot penetrate them.

Hua Wenliang sat on the sofa, his face full of decadence, and he held the cup tightly in his hand, which was a crystal clear amber-like liquid.

Whisky from Canada has long been a favorite of Hua Wenliang, and after four to ten years of storage, this blend of rye, barley and corn has a refreshing taste and a light taste in the mouth.

"Won't you have a drink?" Hua Wenliang raised his wine glass and gestured slightly to the young man hidden in the darkness diagonally opposite.

"I'm sorry, I only drink with my friends." The young man refused.

"It's a pity, this bottle of mine is a good wine that has been treasured for twelve years, and you are not blessed to enjoy it." Hua Wenliang's face showed a look of regret.

"What's the pity?" The young man's expression could not be seen, but he could be heard in his tone and said indifferently: "Drinking with friends, a cup of two pots can also drink the taste of Wuliangye, but drinking with enemies, a hundred years of whiskey is also extremely bitter." ”

When Hua Wenliang heard this, he looked at the darkness in surprise with the corner of his eyebrows, and exclaimed, "I have always underestimated you." ”

"Wrong." The young man's dark shadow shook as if shaking his head, and said, "You don't underestimate me, but you never looked at me." Even if you had seen me once, you wouldn't be where you are now. ”

Hua Wenliang was silent, but his face was a little bitter.

"What? Did I say to the bottom of your heart? The young man said playfully.

"That's right, I've never looked at you squarely, because I can't understand how a wild child who grew up in the mountains can have such a deep heart." Hua Wenliang smiled bitterly.

"Yes, sometimes I also think, I am a child from a poor mountainous area, why am I so black-bellied?" The young man's tone was very helpless, and he sighed long before saying, "You should take it as my gene." ”

Hua Wenliang glanced at him noncommittally, took the wine glass in his hand and drank it all, and then refilled half a glass for himself.

"To be honest, I admit that I was negligent this time." Hua Wenliang held the wine glass fiercely, the joints of his fingers were a little white because of the excessive force, and said in a low voice: "If there is another chance, I will definitely not be like now!" ”

"I think if you do it again, you'll still be as virtuous as you are." The young man in the dark said with disdain.

Seeing Hua Wenliang's angry gaze, the young man continued: "A person who only wants to live in the dark, but is unwilling to embrace the sun, can only be closed in his own world forever. ”

"You say I'm sitting in a well and watching the sky?" Hua Wenliang asked.

"That's not it, after all, you've lived so long, and you still have knowledge." The young man shook his head and said, "It's just that when you are in the dark, what you see is always darkness, but the real scenery is under the sun." You can't see it, so you can't do it either. ”

The young man in the darkness got up and walked to the window.

Holding the bed curtain with both hands, he pulled it hard to both sides, and a bright sunlight shone into the room through the window, and also on his handsome face.

Taking a deep breath, as if soaking up the sun, Hua Bing turned his head to look behind him.

Hua Wenliang was so shaken by the sudden sunlight that he couldn't open his eyes, and a hand holding a wine glass finally raised and blocked it in front of his forehead.

"Don't get in the way, use your eyes to see the world outside the window." Hua Bing gave up his position, pointed out the window and said, "Isn't the earth under the sun more beautiful?" ”

"Shut up!" Hua Wenliang roared angrily and shouted, "I haven't had your turn to educate!" ”

"Haha, I'm not going to educate you." Hua Bing smiled contemptuously and said casually: "After you go in, the police ~ Uncle Cha will have time to teach you how to be a man." ”

"Rebel!" Hua Wenliang scolded.

"You're wrong again. Am I not a rebel? You are. And you're not just a rebel, you're an irresponsible husband and an unqualified father. ”

Hua Bing sat back in his original position, stared at Hua Wenliang and said seriously: "Think about the hatred in your heart carefully, do you really hate me, my father and the entire Hua family?" ”

"How not?" Hua Wenliang was like a dog whose tail had been guessed, and hurriedly said: "It's you who caused my family to be ruined!" If it weren't for Hua Wendong robbing my master, I wouldn't be depressed, Liu Qing wouldn't have died, and Hua Ding wouldn't have grown up with me in hatred! ”

"If you hate your own inaction, be brave enough to hate, why blame others?" Hua Bing sighed deeply, feeling sorry for his unrepentant approach to the present.

"I ......" Hua Wenliang's mouth moved, and he couldn't say a word.

"To the depths of your heart again, right? Haha......" Hua Bing laughed very happily, and when the laughter was over, he looked at the time and said, "It's time to go, your son should already be waiting for you." ”