I immediately stood up with a reflex, and before I could remove my steps, I suddenly heard someone shouting from the room on the second floor, "Zhang Lian, go upstairs!" ”

Everyone didn't know what was going on, I looked at the roof, Wang Qiu looked at Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei looked at Hanako, and Hanako was looking at me.

Before I could leave, I heard a noise in the room, and the people inside seemed to be arguing, and all the unbearable words floated out of the door and reached our ears, and I did not dare to say a word, but smoked and listened quietly and carefully, for fear that I would be negligent and miss the meaning of the swear words.

In the midst of the noise, I heard a "pop" again, and something was smashed. The sound of shattering sounded, and the crowd finally fell silent. The door suddenly opened, and I saw my father walking out of the house alone, I thought that my father would change a little because he left the house, but when I looked closely, he was still the same as when he went upstairs just now, and his eyes should be cold and cold, and he should be decisive and decisive when he walked, exactly the same as when he walked upstairs from the bottom of the building just now.

The crowd swarmed and followed, and the madman ran through the crowd and ran to the stairwell to stop and turn back. I was so nervous and focused that I couldn't miss the details, and for a moment there was a short, decisive eye contact between the madman and his father......

The madman watched his father go downstairs, and then decisively took out two long knives from his waist, both of which had black blood on the backs of their knives, and the faces of the knives were also mutilated and broken.

Little Black King Ball hurriedly made way for his father, he walked up to me and took a sip of wine, then picked up another glass and handed it to me, I took it with a little hesitation, and watched my father mix most of the wine into his own glass. He looked up at me with the same cold eyes, and suddenly raised his glass to slam with me and said, "Go home......"

Walking with my father on the way home, I didn't ask a word, I knew that if my father didn't want to say it, then it would be futile for me to ask, I knew better than anyone else, but I still had hope all the way, thinking that before I went home, my father would tell me something more or less, at least a few words with me.

But seeing that my father was about to enter the room when he opened the door, I couldn't help but ask, "Father, ...... today?"

Before I could finish my sentence, my father turned around, and I saw that my father didn't dare to speak, and the whole person was stunned. The palm of his right hand that opened the door was already full of blood at the moment, the blood had already stained red, and the wound seemed to have ruptured again, and blood was dripping down, I don't know when he was injured, could it be the scar left on the dining table on the second floor? No wonder my father smoked with his left hand and put his right hand in his trouser pocket without saying a word......

"Is there any smoke?" my father asked me suddenly.

I didn't dare to slack off, hurriedly stepped forward and took out the cigarette case and handed it to my father, my father reached out and bleeds his right hand to catch it and smoke it, and at the moment when he reached out to pick up the cigarette, I clearly saw that my father's injured right hand was slowly healing at this time, and the blood that was still coming out suddenly turned black.

I didn't dare ask my father why, because his blood was black like mine.

I lit a cigarette and stood silently, my father had not yet returned to the room, he was probably hesitant to tell me what had just happened, and perhaps I would have a chance to ask him about the origin of this strange black blood.

We both stood quietly until the cigarette was halfway through, Sister Liu suddenly came up from downstairs with a basin, she saw that our father and son were rarely together, and the face that was startled for a few seconds was immediately replaced with a smile from the past, Sister Liu put down the basin and walked towards us with a smile.

"Oops...... It turned out that the old club had returned, and I said how could I hear two people downstairs. ”

As soon as Sister Liu stepped forward and finished speaking, she saw the blood at her father's feet, which had soaked most of the soles of her feet from red and black.

The father changed the cigarette to his left hand and quietly moved his right hand behind him, the whole person stared at Sister Liu, his eyes suddenly converged on Sister Liu's body, this kind of cold and cold gaze looked at Sister Liu for a while, and I didn't know what to do.

That's the kind of look you have! I looked at my father and couldn't help but gasp, and sweated for Sister Liu in front of me, and in the morning, in a trance, my father's eyes were exactly the same as just now, and his eyes were inexplicably full of murderous aura, which was simply chilling.

Sister Liu looked at her father with a sad face, presumably she was also calmed by this cold look, embarrassed for a long time, she still forced out a trace of laughter, but this time Sister Liu was very interesting, hurriedly turned around and picked up the basin again, and walked out of the house silently, and the moment Sister Liu turned around, her father also followed back to the room. But he didn't close the door directly, but gently pushed it to leave an opening.

Sister Liu came back from outside the house after a while, she closed the door and asked me if I wanted to go downstairs together, but I didn't pay attention to Sister Liu and didn't respond to her. But I've been staring at this crack in the door,

"Do you want me to wait for you?"

After going downstairs, Sister Liu looked at my back and asked again, her tone was obviously a few points higher than before. I still didn't pay much attention to her, just shook my head and motioned for her to turn off the lights first, and I'll come down later.

Sister Liu's footsteps faded away, and everything quieted down. I looked at my father's room and rubbed my eyes, and finally I didn't have to keep an eye on the crack in the door, where there would be no more messages to look forward to. Standing in the doorway, I let out a sigh of relief, lit a cigarette and sat down in my chair......

My mind has long been in chaos, I don't know what happened at the time of this meal, is it like Wang Qiu said, it is a Hongmen banquet? What was the smashed thing in the room on the second floor, and why did the madman suddenly arrive, because of his father's appearance, so what was the extraordinary meaning of this meal?

I felt a little drowsy after half a pack of cigarettes, and I could only be sure that something must have gone wrong somewhere with these things, something small that I couldn't find out myself. I clear my mind and no longer run away from panicking and insecurity, I choose to face up to this strong premonition, today's dinner must be related to me.

When I walked to my father's door, I hesitated for a few seconds, trying to go up and close the door, but I couldn't take a step forward. As he paced back and forth, he suddenly heard his father's deep voice

"Come in ......"

I was stunned again, and at one point suspected that I had misheard, but then I heard my father cough violently, and then slowly walked to the door, knocked softly, and walked in.

My father lay down resting but sat on the edge of the bed, and I didn't dare turn on the light and face the darkness of the room. Through the moonlight, I could vaguely see that everything in the room was neatly arranged, as if it had not changed in the slightest since I was a child. I don't know when this room has become a forbidden place for me, especially at night when no one is at home, this room always stands with the door locked and majestic. I hadn't set foot in my father's room for many years, and a strange feeling of strangeness and familiarity floated through my heart.

My father sat on the edge of the bed and looked silently at the window, and did not look back for a long time after I came in. I didn't know what to say, so I just stood quietly and waited. It wasn't until a long time later that my father turned his head and looked at me unhurriedly, saying, "Is there any more smoke?" ”

I hurriedly shook the cigarette case again, took out one and handed it to my father. Father took it and lit it with his own lighter and took two deep breaths. He fell into deep thought again.

"When did you learn to smoke?" My father's faint words broke the myriad thoughts in my heart.

I thought about it carefully, couldn't remember the specific time, looked at my father and replied with some guilt: "It's been a long time......"

I looked at my father's rare kind gaze as if I had received a kind of acquiescence, and I skillfully and naturally took out one and put it in my mouth.

"yes, I remember I gave you a cigarette, but I can't remember when."

"It's been a long time...... I wanted to smile in relief but couldn't, grinning and feeling embarrassed. Actually, the last time you gave me time to smoke, you can be sure if you think about it, but I didn't take it to heart, so I can't remember it.

"What kind of person do you want to be in the future?"

Again, this is a familiar question, and I don't know the purpose of my father's deep investigation. Maybe he didn't take it to heart again.

I replied in a flat tone without surprise as last time: "I don't have any lofty ideals, I just need to be an ordinary normal person." ”

I thought that my father would give me some advice and persuasion, but he still didn't say anything, and after smoking a cigarette for a long time, he said to me: "I seem to remember that you have always wanted to leave the village, how can you ...... Not interested now? ”

I thought that my answer would make my father curious, at least so that he could ask me why I had such a prosaic and vulgar idea, and why I just wanted to be an ordinary normal person. I also thought about following the topic to see if I could find an opportunity to try to get out the secret of my father's mouth to better explain the psychology of my reply. Unexpectedly, he still answered the question like this and changed the topic. I could only shake my head faintly and sigh secretly in the night......