When he was a teenager, Chen Feng fantasized many times.

Suddenly, one day, the figure of the biological parents appeared outside the classroom door, calling their names.

Then you can leave this painful home and go back to where you should be.

But as the days passed, he slowly gave up his extravagant hopes, became numb, no longer had illusions, and just wanted to get out of the predicament by his own efforts.

He didn't know how he felt about his biological parents.

Grateful for their life?

It should be grateful.

But why don't you care about yourself, let yourself appear alone in a stranger's house, and become a son bought by a stranger with money, since I can remember, I think of the word parents but I don't feel the slightest warmth.

Therefore, he knew that it was wrong, but Chen Feng had some resentment towards his biological parents after all.

He hated that since the other party couldn't raise himself well, why should he be born.

Since I was born and I am lost, why don't you try to find me.

If it weren't for the fact that I was a little more stubborn than ordinary people, a little stronger, and a little more cold-blooded, I really just sank into the abyss and couldn't break free.

This kind of youthful resentment lurked in his heart, and he thought he had forgotten it, but now it was suddenly put in front of Lu Wei, making him lose ground in an instant.

This deep-seated emotion hit him even more strongly than when he died as a human leader.

Now he can shoulder the responsibility of saving civilization, but for a while he is unwilling to face the pain of his youth.

Lu Wei understood his feelings, and even before he took out the document bag, he had sketched this scene many times in his mind.

Chen Feng seemed to be categorically "not looking", but on the contrary, she smelled a strong "human smell" from this overly detached genius of the same age.

It's good that you didn't become an immortal.

Five minutes later, Chen Feng spread out his hands, "I'll take a look." ”

Lu Wei put the sealed document bag in Chen Feng's hand with an expression of I know you.

Inside were a few thin pages, as well as seven or eight remade photographs.

Chen Feng didn't dare to look at the photo first, but first looked at the description on a few pages of paper.

The truth was very much in line with one of the things he had guessed many times.

For the previous events, Chen Feng still vaguely remembers a little, but he is very vague, he can't remember the specific time and place, and even can't remember the faces of people and the appearance of the scene.

He only knew that when he was very young, his grandparents carried a basket on their backs early one morning, saying that they were going to the town to sell vegetables, and then handed him over to a young man from the same village to help watch.

Then the young man took him around, presumably to the village health center.

There is a small house near the health center, and many people are playing cards, and the young people have also added to it.

The little young first took a straight flush or something, anyway, it was a big card, killing all sides, and he was suddenly interested.

Then Xiao Young let Chen Feng play by himself.

But he wasn't funny because no one paid attention to him, and there weren't any other kids around.

Chen Feng was very bored alone and wanted to go to his grandparents.

He had been to the town on his grandfather's 28-lap bicycle not long ago, and he remembered that there was only one oil park, and it seemed that his grandparents' vegetable market could be seen directly on the side of the road as long as they walked along this road.

He decided to go to his grandparents himself.

He quietly ran away.

Five minutes later, he appeared at the T-junction of the village road dirt road and the national highway Boyou Road.

It's over, I forgot if it was to the left or the right.

Chen Feng lingered in place for a long time and decided to go to the left.

Possible...... Maybe...... Right?

……

In 1999, in the market of a county in Shu Province, a boy squatted in the corner with a blank face.

He hadn't eaten all day, and he was hungry.

He was lost.

A "warm-hearted" aunt took him to eat a bowl of noodles and said to help him get home.

He believed.

By the time he came back to his senses, he had already appeared in a rural village thousands of miles away.

At the age of three, he faced strange "parents", strange "relatives", and an unfamiliar environment, and fell into a great panic.

"You're not my mom and dad! You're not my grandparents either! ”

It was the first thing he said with the middle-aged couple and the rest of the world.

This sentence set the tone for the first half of his life.

Sometimes Chen Feng regrets it himself, why should he remember, maybe it's better to know nothing.

Or if you can be more clever, know how to act to please others, don't break the words as soon as you come, then you can live better.

But that's too strong for a three-year-old.

What's even more annoying is that he clearly remembers, but he doesn't remember it in enough detail, and he can't remember where it is, so that when he is eleven or twelve years old, he always wants to pack his bags and set off, but he doesn't know where to go.

The world is so big, there is nowhere to be home, and I can only go back in disgrace.

In a daze, he grew up like this.

He didn't know much about what other people's children were like, only that he had to work in the fields from the age of five or six.

When he reached junior high school, some of his classmates dropped out of school one after another to work, but he wanted to study because the teacher said that reading was useful.

But in the "home", day by day, day by day, scolding.

said that he ate idle food and didn't do anything, and other people's children could go out to earn money and send money back.

It's good that he knows that he reads some useless books and raises a white-eyed wolf who can't be raised.

It cost you more than a thousand to buy, and you lose money.

Chen Feng was cut off from textbook fees, reduced living expenses, and even oil flowers in every meal were extravagant.

If it weren't for the teacher's stunting and frequent calls for him to go to his home for dinner, Chen Feng suspected that he would have died of malnutrition in junior high school.

As for the textbook fee, the principal of the school paid for him in advance, saying that he was a good seedling and had to study.

When he reached high school, things got worse again, he couldn't get a penny anymore, and he wouldn't let his "home" go back.

But the old men in the county senior activity center helped him a lot, he only needed to sweep the floor, help run up and down to pour some tea, accompany the old men to chat, and then from time to time he was pushed onto the chessboard to kill a piece of armor, and he could have hundreds of yuan a month.

But life is not all good, Chen Feng used to be relatively withdrawn, and he was dressed in poverty, which also made him suffer from campus bullying when he went to high school in the county.

However, after others saw his ruthlessness, they stopped a lot, just isolated him, and did not die with him easily.

He had terrible interpersonal relationships among his classmates, and he didn't have many friends, but he did.

He finally succeeded in being admitted to Hanzhou University with a good score of 985, embarked on a life that truly belonged to him, and was completely emotionally separated from that "home".

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is now.

Chen Feng has hatred and love for this world.

His hatred is very confused, because he really doesn't know who he should hate, but there is fire in his heart.

But his love has a clear goal, the teachers who helped him, the classmates who put vegetables and meat into his empty lunch box from time to time, the old men in the senior activity center, Tang Shuang......

If it weren't for the existence of these people, Chen Feng didn't know what kind of person he would become.

His experience destined him to be a complex person.

In the past six months, in addition to sending back a lump sum of money to his adoptive parents, Chen Feng still asked people to go back to his hometown one after another, and contacted the people who had helped him.

He told people that if they needed help, he would help.

But most people, regardless of whether they have difficulties or not, tell him that it's okay, we're doing well, you have to organize a party when you're free, and the big guys can eat and chat together.

It is said that things gather like and people are grouped, and the kindness of youth has become the cultivation of youth when it grows up.

Looking at his life at a glance, Chen Feng's personality and experience helped him complete the process of selecting friends in advance.

So much so that Chen Feng didn't dare to say in a big way, if you are short of money, don't make trouble, don't worry about telling me boldly.

On the contrary, these real friends replied that it is vulgar to have feelings stained with money, but if we are really careless, we will look for you, you can rest assured.

It's a pity that the old men who had the deepest friendship with him have left several times in recent years, and Chen Feng wanted to go back to see the two old men who were still left, but he was always busy until now, and he could only arrange for someone to send some health products and small gifts from time to time.

If it's valuable, no one wants it.

Including the meals of his classmates, he also dragged them out.

He doesn't have a home, these people are his "home", but he doesn't have time to go back.

But now he finally sees his other home.

This is a picture of a man with seven or eight points of resemblance to him in his eyebrows.

The man looked like he was about twenty years old, dressed in a green military uniform, with dark skin, a resolute and strong smile in the sun, and a condensed gaze, which reminded Chen Feng of his makeup photos when he wore a military uniform in the future.

The photo is a very old-fashioned film color photo, and the color should be used to see the color of Lekai film.

"That's good."

He flipped through the second photo.

It was a woman in a white nurse's uniform, very beautiful, with a big smile.

She stood in the shade of the tree, the sunlight shining on her face, making her slightly unable to open her eyes.

Obviously taking pictures very seriously, but her eyes drifted to the left very hard.

On the left side of the frame, small feet wearing only Smurfs socks are visible.

"My mom is so good-looking."

He said.

The third photo shows a woman holding a child of about two months old, standing side by side with a man.

The two adults were still trying hard to squeeze smiles on their faces against the sun, and the child in the woman's arms opened his mouth wide and looked crying, and the Smurfs socks on his legs were particularly conspicuous.

Flipping through the next photo, it shows two old people sitting in chairs, in the center of the photo layout, and the children fall into the arms of the grandmother, still struggling.

The two adults stood behind the old man, the man's military posture was still straight, and the woman's eyes drifted down and fell on the child.

There are also three or four photos, taken when he was about one or two years old, some are solo photos, and there are also him being pampered and held by two old men.

Although he is very young in the photo, Chen Feng can see his shadow in his eyebrows.