The illusion flashed for only a moment, and the old man, who showed a trace of fragility, straightened his waist, his expression returned to the coldness and indifference that had not changed for ten thousand years, and suddenly made a voice: "Zhou Li, come here." ”

Zhou Li walked behind him and did not look at him, but at the spiritual position of the deceased, silent.

The man turned his head and glanced at Zhou Li, not knowing if it was an illusion, Zhou Li suddenly felt that he was a lot older.

Slowly retracting his gaze, his gaze also fell on Lu Feitie's spiritual position, and he whispered, "You did a good job in this matter." ”

Zhou Li knew what he was talking about, he was talking about 'funeral', this was the first time in so many years that Zhou Li had heard words similar to praise from his mouth, but he didn't feel happy about it.

Therefore, he responded indifferently: "That's because when he died, his best friend was nowhere to be found, and I had to come." ”

"Are you blaming me?" The old man laughed indifferently: "Whatever you want." ”

Zhou Li's brows couldn't help frowning, and the disgust in his heart was even stronger.

For so many years, he had been like this, as if he didn't care about anything, not even his sister and himself.

He knew this man better than anyone else—colder than anyone else, more cruel than anyone else, and everything that was foreign was like dust in his eyes.

Similarly, he didn't care about Zhou Lizhong's rejection and disgust, and suddenly said, "Lu Feitie's death, what do you think?" ”

The sudden question made Zhou Li stunned for a moment, he was subconsciously silent, not wanting to say more, but after a long time, he finally spoke: "It's very sudden, it's very strange." ”

His judgment seemed to be quite approving, and the old man nodded lightly: "Yes, it's very strange." ”

Looking at the gentle smiles of the deceased couple on the black-and-white photos, he whispered as if recalling the past: "Lu Feitie and I met in Moscow more than 20 years ago, when you were not born at that time, he was not married, and he was just a medical student with a little 'special status'. ”

"He was the same then as he is now, and he hasn't changed at all for so many years."

Saying this, he suddenly laughed: "I can drink, but I never get drunk; can smoke, but a pack of cigarettes can be left untouched for half a year.

Love and hate are clear, but they never make people feel bad. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Zhou Li: "I think you should also have a deep understanding of this." ”

Zhou Li didn't want to recall more memories of his uncle, which made him feel more and more unhappy: "Start writing memoirs now?" ”

"Just listen to it as a memoir."

The old man seemed to know Lu Feitie quite well, and whispered about the doctor in his impression:

"He has always been regular and cautious in his daily routine, waking up at 6 o'clock every morning and eating breakfast after a 45-minute jog...... Before going to bed at night, I would write down important things and organize them into something like a diary.

He is such a person who is almost 'rigid' in the dull rules of life, and can be said to be completely insulated from all dangerous activities except for 'work'. ”

He paused, and his expression suddenly revealed a coldness that had been hidden all along: "Such a person will drive more than 200 yards on a winding mountain road after a snowfall on a cloudy night, stall and crash over the railing, and fall off a cliff?" I don't believe it. ”

Zhou Li was stunned for a moment and fell into a stupor.

Unable to accept this sudden message, he said to himself blankly: "Sure enough, there is a problem......

Looking down in thought, he suddenly raised his head, suppressed the anger in his heart, and asked with the last glimmer of hope, "Do you know what's going on?" Right? ”

In the face of his gaze, the old man's gaze was still indifferent, or he didn't care about the trace of 'supplication' in his eyes.

"What if you know?"

He asked indifferently: "Maybe I even know who the murderer is, so what?"

Do you think I have to answer your question? ”

In an instant, Zhou Li felt that the anger in his heart was about to explode, and he once again understood the indifference in this man's heart, so he was furious, and his ten fingers clenched hard.

Looking at those indifferent eyes, Zhou Li's clenched fist was weakly released, and he replied in a low voice: "No." ”

"So, if you want to know, look it up yourself."

Looking at Zhou Li's expression, he said indifferently: "Don't show that kind of expression waiting for charity, think about what you said at the beginning." ”

"Since you said that you can live a good life without me, then prove it to me.

Otherwise, throw away all that inexplicable hubris and go back to where you're supposed to be. ”

No longer looking at Zhou Li, who bowed his head and was silent, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Behind Zhou Li, the man who turned around suddenly stopped, as if remembering something, turned his head and said, "Finally, you failed that paper, go back and tear it up and rewrite it." ”

After finishing speaking, he took one last look at the spiritual position of his best friend in the mourning hall, as if he was facing the deceased, and then wanted to say to Zhou Li: "Goodbye." ”

Zhou Li was silent, looking down at his palm, disgusted by this feeling of powerlessness that he hadn't tasted for a long time.

It wasn't until the footsteps walked away that he whispered hoarsely, "Goodbye." ”

It wasn't until a long time later that Lu Xiaoshui poked his head out from behind the door and looked at Zhou Li with some concern.

She could naturally see that Zhou Li's mood was not very good, even worse than when the fat woman said that he was a wild seed.

Now he is like a beast that has been enraged but has no way to fight back, irritable and angry, exuding a message that no one can approach.

Mustering up the courage to walk behind him, Lu Wanshui gently tugged at the corner of his clothes: "Are you okay?" ”

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Li suppressed the complicated emotions surging in his heart, and slowly shook his head: "It's okay, just remembering some things from the past." ”

Lu Xiaoshui hesitated, spread his palm and said, "That person gave me this just now, saying that he picked it up in the corridor." ”

Zhou Li looked at her palm, but was suddenly stunned.

The pendant that had already been broken in his arms was intact in Lu Wanshui's hands at this moment.

He knew better than anyone that that thing had broken into something like a grain of sand, and it couldn't be put together at all, but what was in Lu Qiao's hands at this moment?

The sudden discovery made Zhou Li start to wonder again, what did he know?

Is this an accident, but also a warning to yourself?

Forget it, let it be. He was already numb to that person's actions, and he didn't want to think about it.

Ever since he was a child, he had been terrified of that man's expression, trembling and surviving in his indifferent gaze for eighteen years.

Therefore, he didn't even want to think about that guy for a second.

With a sigh, Zhou Li squeezed out a smile with an apologetic look: "I'm sorry, it may have been that I fell in the corridor when I was tidying up my things yesterday." ”

Lu Xiaoshui smiled slightly, shook his head slightly, turned his head to look at the place where the person left with some confusion, and asked in a low voice, "Who is he?" ”

"Well, you haven't seen him since you were born."

Zhou Li suddenly laughed complicatedly, and gently rubbed her hair: "His name is 'Zhou Yan'an', and he is one of your father and mother's best friends before their deaths."

He paused, looked in the direction of Zhou Yan'an's departure, and said in a low voice:

"My father, too."

……

In that dark car, Zhou Jian'an sat silently in the back, as if he was pondering something, and after a long time, he opened his eyes and seemed to sigh at someone.

In front, the burly driver of the sedan looked at him in the rearview mirror suspiciously, following this man for more than ten years, he had never seen such a complicated expression on his face.

In his impression, no matter what time it was, this man was as hard as a piece of iron, and no one could shake it, even if death was imminent.

Leaning on the seat, Zhou Jian'an noticed the driver's eyes and showed a smile: "It's strange?" The way I look. ”

Stunned for a moment, the driver nodded slightly: "Yes, sir, you look ......"

He paused abruptly, realizing that he could not find a suitable adjective to describe.

"Tired? Haggard? Senescence? ”

Zhou Wei'an laughed in a low voice and said those words for him.

Looking at the driver's silent expression, Zhou Jian'an laughed complicatedly: "I'm probably old too, right?" Suddenly I realized that I was not as young as I thought. ”

The burly white driver said seriously, "Sir, but you are still strong. ”

"Stronger than Odin, isn't he also a lost dog now?" Zhou Jian'an laughed disappreliantly: "For me, strong is the most worthless word in the world." ”

The driver was about to say something, but suddenly heard Zhou Yan'an's indifferent sneer: "Stop, Volks, there are people waiting for us in front." ”

For a moment, the burly driver was frightened and looked at the road ahead with great vigilance.

There, at some point, a pitch-black off-road vehicle appeared, blocking the middle of the road.

At the front of the SUV, a burly middle-aged man sat there, waiting in silence.

Foundation, Yao Huche!

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Today's fifth update! Ask for clicks, ask for recommendations, ask for collections~ I'm all five watches, and our tickets are still hidden? Give it to me~Give it to me~

q_q I won't be able to watch five more tomorrow, don't be careless and it's like last time, and I fell off the new book list because of more than 200,000 words before the date arrived......

I'm afraid I'm the only one who will make such a natural mistake......