A few days later, Lu Ziyin stumbled down the bustling streets, and the fair court revealed the unjust case, returned Lu Ziyin's freedom, and released him on the spot, but one person was imprisoned in the dark abyss and could not be rescued. Lu Ziyin walked directionlessly, like a wisp of remnant soul, looking up from time to time, and the look in his eyes dimmed again.

Returning him to freedom, like a joke, he was imprisoned in a much larger prison, subjected to the interrogation of his soul at all times. If it was at the cost of this, he would rather not, he would rather die.

The streets are full of traffic. The bustling crowd passed like a tide, the lights were bright, in a trance, like a fantasy.

In the bustling city, where is my home, he doesn't know, so he has to drift with the air, and now his heart is dead, and his body is gradually weakening.

The fame and fortune that he longed for are in his hands again, and he can turn his hands into clouds and cover his hands into rain, but he will eventually pass away, the youngest actor in history, he is proud, he stays in his memories, he is tired.

Someone once said that justice may be late, but it will not be absent.

But Lu Ziyin wants to ask, is the justice of absence still justice?

When Lu Ziyin dragged his tired body and floated through the bustling streets, he couldn't help but think of his parents' old appearance, pale hair, and rickety bodies, and I don't know if they are okay now? Lu Ziyin still has the last trace of concern in the world, no matter when they exist, then I am still a child.

The ashes may recur, the heart will not fall into complete despair, and the sad feelings will be saved by another force.

"I'm going back, far away from another country, this sad city", Lu Ziyin's pace sped up a little, crossed the crowd, rushed to the train station to buy a ticket home, and arrived around nine o'clock tomorrow night.

Everything returned to the original point, as if nothing had happened, Lu Ziyin stepped on the familiar train again, the train station where the dream began ten years ago, and glanced at it hurriedly, the surroundings were still so unfamiliar, he was still alone, and everything had never changed.

The train started moving, woo-woo-woo, click, click, the staff of the train station slowly reversed and disappeared.

The green carriages, like a long green dragon lying on the tracks, carry thousands of passengers to return to their hometowns or chase their dreams. Galloping across the vast fields, galloping forward like a wild horse.

Under the endless blue sky, the white clouds fluttered, and occasionally a few flocks of geese flew into the distance in a zigzag shape.

Once at the age of eighteen, he stepped on this train just to pursue his dreams, so he was far away from home, and now at the age of twenty-eight, he returned home embarrassed, like a lone wolf with a home but injured.

The train whirred forward, and a large area of mountains appeared, lush and green, and disappeared, time was fast enough to swallow everything, and he couldn't help but think of Yuan Yi's bright smiling face again, but unfortunately it was now in the funeral.

Sadness explodes in my heart, like pouring ice cubes into boiling water, and when the heat cannot be dissolved, the boiling water will freeze.

Lu Ziyin sat on the side, four people were seated, three people were playing cards, and he was holding the suitcase, watching the light outside pass little by little, watching intently as the day jumped into the night, time gradually escaped, and the joys and sorrows of the world went on silently.

When I got off the train, it was already night, and the night came according to the rules of nature, and the day of sad fatigue had passed.

It's time to go home and meet them, but he doesn't know where to go, and remembers that he made a lot of money after becoming a star.

I bought a big house for my parents, it is a fine villa, close to the sea, and not far from the neighborhood, there is a subway stop, which is convenient for travel.

But I don't know why, my parents always say that they are not used to living and often call to complain. I had to go to the old dilapidated house.

Of course, Lu Ziyin persuaded her for a long time, but her parents were stubborn and didn't want to go, so they had to stay in the old house. said that the people around me are quite familiar, and they are used to staying.

The parents' reason is also very far-fetched, "The big villa is empty, so big is me and your father, you always don't come back, and there are no people you know around, and living in such a big house seems to have been in a coffin in advance." ”

"You're always busy, don't work so hard to make money, your parents can take care of themselves. You don't have to worry about it. ”

"When people are old, they will look down on those wealth, fame and fortune."

Lu Ziyin stood aside with his suitcase and returned to the old house, he understood his parents' temper.

But my parents probably didn't know about my imprisonment, right? It's only been two months since it happened, and I haven't been home a few times a year, which is just a small thing.

And parents don't usually look at any mobile phones.

Dragging luggage, the sound of stepping on the foot, gradually faded away. Tuk Tuk, "Open the door, Mom and Dad, I'm back" Lu Ziyin stood at the door, dragging the box, the dim light shone on the figure, oblique and long, and the whistling north wind blew.

But there was no one in the house, and the lights inside were not turned on, Lu Ziyin was a little stunned, probably his parents were sleeping!

He quickly took out his mobile phone from his arms and dialed his parents.

After waiting, a gentle female voice said, "I'm sorry, the call you made is down, so."

y……

With a snap, the phone slipped, fell to the ground and fell to the ground and fell apart.

An uneasy breath came.

The sadness that is difficult to hide, and the strong sense of weightlessness make Lu Ziyin stand on the ground, unstable and shaking, and his emotions are on the verge of losing control, which will not be possible.

Lu Ziyin hurriedly stood firmly, holding on to the old and disrepaired street lamp on the side, swaying. There was a camera in the distance that noticed this. Lu Ziyin thought for a moment, silently pushed away the luggage in his hand, and a figure stepped on the dust, fast as lightning, desperately running towards the nearest subway, and ran several red lights.

Horns and scolding on the road are endless.

"Don't die, hurry to reincarnate, you almost hit my car, the car broke down, can you pay for it?" Hehe, a mouthful of phlegm spat out, like snowflakes falling to the ground.

"Hey, pay attention, that young man, red light, red light, say what about you, stop, I'm a traffic policeman, don't lose face, still run, stop me."

A swift wind swept across the road, followed by a flurry of horns and noises. There are a few traffic police officers chasing after him. But he couldn't outrun Lu Ziyin's agile pace.

"Hey, today's young people, what's wrong, frizzy, the current society is too impetuous." The old man on the side sighed while smoking, remembering when he was young.

Lu Ziyin didn't worry so much, he kept running towards the subway, just wanting to quickly prove that the conjecture in his heart was a mistake.

"Hey, hello, let's get a little bit", "borrow the light," and pass it for a while.

Lu Ziyin was like a loach, sliding around, quickly buying tickets, and hurried to the subway.

"Hehe" panting, fortunately, it was just on, and there was still a minute, Lu Ziyin was panting, holding his legs, not caring about embarrassment.

It had been a long time since he had been so vigorous, and he had not indulged himself so much. Ignoring the fingers and fingers of others.

Ding-dong, the subway arrives.

Lu Ziyin got into the car, and the heart hanging in his heart was slightly lowered. Comfort yourself.

Maybe my parents listened to my advice and lived in a villa, maybe the mobile phone number was changed. Don't be suspicious and ask for hardship.

Soon the subway arrived, Lu Ziyin got off the subway and ran to the villa he bought for his mother.

When he arrived at the villa, Lu Ziyin's heart was completely directional, and he couldn't hold back his joy, because the lights in the villa were still on, and it was like a palace.

It radiates light in the darkness, as if guiding lost passers-by.

But it's not like my parents, who don't have the luxury of lighting so many lights.

Lu Ziyin gently wiped the sweat from his forehead and exhaled, fortunately.

Lu Ziyin, well, got off the doorbell, ding dong, ding dong, crisp and refreshing.

After a while, he came out inside.

A middle-aged woman, yawning as she walked, limped along, but not her mother, and said with some accent, in a high-pitched tone, "It's so late, who." ”

Lu Ziyin looked at her, and when she saw that it was not her mother, her brows were twisted into Sichuan characters, and she looked carefully, it turned out to be the nanny for her parents, Mo Xiaohong.

Mo Xiaohong suffers from polio, and when she grows up, she has a little problem with her legs, and she has to use crutches, so it is difficult to find a job to support herself. And her parents saw that she was very pitiful and took him in, but she was quite capable, diligent and hardworking, so Lu Ziyin agreed to let him take care of his parents.

"Who, Mo Xiaohong's sharp voice made people crazy, and he walked over slowly, opened the iron door, Lu Ziyin's face was buried in the black shadow, and Mo Xiaohong couldn't see who the guest was."

"It's me." Seeing that it was not his parents, Lu Ziyin was not polite, and replied coldly, like a glacier that has not melted for thousands of years. A flash of light came together, illuminating Lu Ziyin's cold and frosty face.

At that time, Mo Xiaohong, when she heard Lu Ziyin's name, suddenly tilted her whole body, her eyes showed horror, she turned around and fled in a hurry, and she didn't even have time to close the iron door in a hurry, as if she had seen a ghost.

Lu Ziyin looked at her wonderfully, and couldn't help but wonder in her heart, sneaky, what the hell is this Mo Xiaohong.

Seeing Mo Xiaohong fleeing towards the villa, Mo Ming's anger rose from his heart, and he kicked open the iron door with his feet.

Roared and asked, "Mo Xiaohong?" ”