Uncle Zhang came to a meeting to study, came to see him by the way, and brought a bag of snacks given to him by the old man. Wu Guan was in a daze with hawthorn candy, and Uncle Zhang smiled: "Your grandfather still thinks you are a child." When I asked him how he was in class, he said, "That's it." When I asked him what his habits were, he said, "That's it." An ambiguous smile suddenly appeared on Uncle Zhang's face: "I heard that you are a boy?" That woman is quite beautiful, but she looks bigger than you? Wu Guan's face flushed: "It's not a girlfriend, it's a friend, an ordinary friend, I met from hip-hop." His voice gradually lowered, and finally he laughed embarrassedly, and his heart was sweet. Moshi once went to the hotel and bought him two clothes. Wu Guan felt that Moxi was different from him and others.

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Uncle Zhang smiled and snorted in his nostrils: "Mao has not yet come out of his mind to do this." Then his face gradually darkened, and he turned around with a cigarette in his hand, and hesitated for a long time before he spoke: "Wu Guan, your father came out last week." Wu Guan's body was shocked: "So fast? No, isn't there two more years? Uncle Zhang licked his lips and sighed: "The sentence has been commuted." What your grandfather meant, he told you not to go home, and he didn't tell you where you are. You finally went through a serious life, and your grandfather was happy. Your dad is a person, the dog can't change to eat, how is the transformation this time, let's wait for two years to observe. ”

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Uncle Zhang took two old man's heads to Wu Guan in his wallet before leaving, which was the friendship between him and Wu Guan and his father in elementary school for several years. Wu Guan remembered that his father used to be drunk and flirtatious, saying how he covered Uncle Zhang when he was a child, and Uncle Zhang followed behind his ass and called him big brother. His father also likes to say that Wu Guan's mother is a well-known beauty in ten miles and eight towns, but he is dead set on himself, crying and shouting that he has to marry him and give him a baby. But now Uncle Zhang is wearing a tiger skin, and Wu Guan's mother ran away with someone when he was six years old. Wu Guan remembered his father's eagle-like eyes, which were as cold and cold as a blade: "It's mine, I want to get it back!" "The first two times were for gathering a crowd to fight and wounding people, and they were sentenced to one year and three years, and the third time for gang robbery, they were sentenced to ten years.

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Seven

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Moxi bought Wu Guan a Huawei mobile phone, which is smart and can access the Internet. Wu Guan's heart was warm, and the night wind blew on his body, and he didn't feel cold at all. He walked side by side with Moxi, from the Cultural Square to the hotel, and every time he told Dapeng that he came to see Moxi, it was actually Moxi who sent him. When he arrived at the door of the hotel, Moshi took another taxi home. Wu Guan held his mobile phone and suddenly said to Mo Xi: "I'll really send you today!" Moxi smiled: "It's okay, it's convenient for me to take a taxi home." Wu Guan insisted: "I have the money to take a taxi, and I will send you today." Where do you live? Moshi shook his head: "No need." Wu Guan asked again: "Then where is your coffee shop?" When am I coming to play with you? Mo Xi finally became impatient, and his face sank: "Wu Guan, if you are so unrelenting, I won't come to see you dance in the future!" ”

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Wu looked at her cold face, his heart became cold, and he was terrified: "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything, I just want to thank you for giving me such a valuable thing!" Moshi still had a cold face and walked forward on his own. Wu Guan followed, smiling with an embarrassed face: "Moxi, don't be angry!" Mohi, Mohi! He didn't know what he said and did wrong, and his heart was full of grievances, and he was about to cry. Moxi glanced at him and sighed: "Okay, such a big person is still like a child, crying when he says two words, he is really a younger brother." Wu Guan is strong: "Others say that I don't cry, I play with him!" The words immediately regretted it, and secretly went back to see if Moxi was angry. She really got angry again: "Can you learn well?" Playing with life all day long, whose life is playing? Is life for you to play with? ”

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The two men walked side by side, neither of them spoke, and there was silence in the air. Wu Guan lowered his head, and the two shadows were hit on the ground by the street lights, stretching longer and longer, flickering thick and faint. He lowered his steps and slowly moved behind Moshi—his shadow covering hers as if in his arms. Wu Guan laughed with satisfaction. "What are you smiling at?" Moxi turned his head, his eyes bright, and a touch of cuteness flashed. "No, it's nothing," Wu Guan nervously moved two steps to the side - the two shadows separated.

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In the night breeze is the smell of perfume on her body, her feet are stepping on the fallen leaves, and there is the quiet sound of "Kara Kara". Wu Guan suddenly felt an indescribable emotion in his heart, and blurted out: "Moxi, I like you." I was also stunned, and when I thought about it day and night, I slipped out of my mouth so lightly. Then her heart stopped beating and she looked at the back in front of her—did she hear that? Did she hear that?! She didn't turn her head, she didn't even stop walking. So you didn't hear it at all, did you? Wu Guan was annoyed and faintly relieved. I thought that the words that resounded in the world turned out to be so soft to say.

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At the intersection where they usually break up, there is more traffic. Mo Xi stopped a taxi, and before getting into the car, he suddenly leaned over to Wu Guan's ear: "I like you too." Then Silver Bell laughed and said loudly, "Otherwise, how could I recognize you as a brother!" Wu Guan's eyes were full of fireworks for a moment, and he suddenly remembered that the charming perfume on Moxi's body was very similar to the shampoo used by his mother in his memory.

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Back in the dormitory that night, Lao Zhao and the others were watching Japanese action movies as usual. Wu Guan followed and glanced twice, and suddenly Mo Xi's sultry appearance appeared in the dream. When he woke up the next morning, he was so ashamed and annoyed that he wanted to slap himself twice, but for the next week, the scenes from the dream played in his mind anytime and anywhere.

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Wu Guan didn't know that in fact, this was not a crime, it was just absurd.

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Eight

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Wu Guan got off work, changed his clothes, and as soon as he walked out of the door of the hotel, he felt frightened. He walked to the place where he was practicing the dance, took two steps, stopped, turned his head to see, and no one followed. After two more steps, I still didn't feel at ease, and when I turned my head, there was still no one. When he turned his head for the third time, he suddenly saw a face pasted on him. The face in my memory is darker and rougher at the moment, and there are three fewer teeth in my mouth, but my eyes are still gloomy and sharp: "Son, remember me, right?" Wu Guan clenched his fists and nodded, feeling that the net was closing towards him.

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The prison has two aliases: one is the Criminals Association, which opens up contacts for criminals and completes all links in the industrial chain; One is the Criminal Skills Training Academy, which only picks locks and steals when you go in, and assembles pistol mines when you come out. Wu Guan's father, Wu Xin, completed his credits in both colleges.

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Wu Guan followed Wu Xin to the guest house where Wu Xin lived, and walked all the way, but no one spoke. Wu Guan suddenly thought, it turned out that he had grown as tall as his father. He remembers the first time he saw his father when he was three years old and went to visit his mother in prison. He must have been held in his hands by his mother, who opened her eyes nervously and expectantly, and craned her neck to look in. So he also learned to look inside. Through a thick layer of bulletproof glass, I saw a row of gray-clothed people squatting in the corner, and they all held their heads. The prison guard said something with a blank face, and suddenly someone stood up and walked towards him and his mother. Wu Guan felt that his arms were wet, and it turned out that his mother was crying. "Daddy, call Daddy!" Mom told him. He looked at the man as tall as the iron tower opposite, with a bare head, thick eyebrows and big eyes, but when he smiled, it seemed as if the whole world had melted. It turns out that I am as tall as my father, Wu Guan.

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There was a musty smell in the room, the lights were dim, and there was a short, lean man sitting inside watching TV, and when he saw them come in, he turned off the TV. "My friend Lao Zheng, a prison friend," Wu Xin said to Wu Guan. Wu watched them exchange glances, and Lao Zheng sat in the shadows in the far corner of the room.

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Wu Guan and Wu Xin sat facing each other on two beds. He didn't dare to look up at his father, and the nursery rhyme that other children made up for him when he was a child rang in his ears: "Dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and the sons of mice will make holes." The murderer's son is called Wu Guan, and when he grows up, he sits in prison. "Actually, my dad didn't kill anyone, Wu Guan thought, why do people call him a murderer? When he was thinking wildly, he heard Wu Xin speak.

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"How's it going?" Wu Xin asked. "That's it," Wu Guan replied casually. "I've been to your restaurant," Wu Xin said, "and I've seen you dance, and you're dancing well." Wu Guan trembled, and looked at the person in front of him with his mouth wide open.

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Wu Xin said again: "You got along well with that group of dancers." Wu Guan had an ominous premonition in his heart, and casually prevaricated: "Generally, it's just to practice dancing together." Wu Xin said expressionlessly: "There is also a woman, who opens a café on Changsheng Road and lives in Fumao International." Wu Guan's heart beat hard: "Dad, what are you going to do!" Wu Xin twitched the corner of his mouth, lit a cigarette and smoked: "I always have to care about who my son is dealing with." ”

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A gloomy voice suddenly came from the corner: "Among the people you dance with, there is a man named Childe, and his family is quite rich." Wu Guan's head was empty again, and he lowered his head and didn't speak. A burst of choking smoke got into Wu Guan's nose, and Wu Guan suddenly said: "Dapeng's father is the director of the public security bureau!" Dapeng and Childe are sworn friends and have always been together! ”

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Wu Xin laughed: "I know." I've been with you for some days. Wu Guan's heart was cold, and he finally made up his mind to ask: "Dad, what are you going to do!" The corners of Wu Xin's mouth twitched unnaturally: "Son, what else do you say your father can do in this life?" ”

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Wu Guan was furious: "You haven't been in prison enough in your life!" You haven't hurt enough people! Can't you be honest? Can't you think about it for the old man and me! Wu Xin swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog, squinted his eyes and immersed himself in the past, and only after a long time did he say: "Son, do you know why your mother left?" "Because your dog can't change eating, and you can't live a stable life with her!" Wu Guan's heart was broken, and tears and snot flowed out.

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"That's not right." Wu Xin shook his head and said, "You were four years old when I was released from prison last time, and after I came out, I made up my mind to celebrate your mother's birthday. I worked hard to do odd jobs, but your mother still left. I've never been able to figure out why my mother didn't leave when I was in prison, and I came out and left. Later I understood. If you are alone, you can't be without thoughts. I used to be in prison, and your mother was thinking about it. I came out, and she followed a poor ghost prisoner, and she didn't think about it, right? ”

Nine

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Fumao International No. 17, No. 301. Fumao International No. 17, No. 301. Wu Xin said this address once, and Lao Zheng said it again. Now Wu Guan is running wildly, and he only has that address in his mind.

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Wu Guan was wearing a T-shirt bought by Mo Xi that day, looking thoughtful, and followed a group of students into the community, and the security guards did not stop him. He walked in this unfamiliar upscale neighborhood, completely ignoring the swimming pool, children's playground, tennis center, and gym he passed by. He had only one thought in his heart, and only one goal in his eyes.

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No. 17 301. Wu Guan pressed the doorbell.

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There was a footstep towards the door, stopped, apparently looking behind a cat's eye. Then the door opened suddenly, and Moxi was wearing a loose cotton skirt, with a bun on his head, and looked at him angrily in a low voice: "What are you doing here!" How did you know I lived here! ”

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Wu Guan's heart was stung by the vigilance and disgust in Mo Xi's eyes, but he still said, "I want to come and tell you something!" Moshi said coldly and resolutely: "There is nothing to say between us!" I didn't think you would be able to play stalking, huh? I really underestimated you! ”

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Just as Wu was waiting for Wu Guan to argue, he suddenly heard a deep and low male voice from inside: "Moxi, who is it?" Moshi panicked: "No one, the one who delivered the courier, sent it to the wrong door." Wu Guan's heart had not yet sunk to the bottom, and he heard a little boy's milky voice: "Mom, come soon, it's your turn!" ”

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Wu Guan felt thunder rolling in his heart, and looked at Moxi in front of him in disbelief, tears gathered in his eyes again. Moxi smiled and replied inside: "Mom is here, Mom will show the way to Uncle Courier." Then glared at Wu Guan viciously: "Listen, don't come to harass me in the future, don't let me see you again!" I have a way to make you die without a place to be buried, believe it or not! Then, the door was heavy, and it pressed towards Wu Guan, and there was a loud "bang", which really suffocated Wu Guan.

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Fumao International, Fumao International. As Wu Guan walked, tears flowed uncontrollably. He looked up at the sky and suddenly thought: This is probably a dream, right? So I pinched my thigh hard, and sure enough, it didn't hurt. He laughed, pinched harder and harder, and then slapped himself left and right, snapping and slapping, and passers-by looked sideways. But Wu Guan was happy in his heart, you see, it doesn't hurt! It still doesn't hurt! It must be a dream! He had a little saltiness in his throat.

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Ten

Wu Guan wore red belt jeans and hobbled towards the cultural square. He remembered Lao Zheng saying: "You try to get as close as possible to that son, and find out all the laws of his life." He remembers his father saying, "You don't need to do it, just pretend you don't know anything." ”

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There will be a sum of money for him to buy a house and marry a wife in the city. There will be a sum of money for the old man's pension and medical treatment. "Don't be bad, eldest nephew," Lao Zheng said with a smile, "Fumao International No. 17 No. 301." Are you familiar with this address? ”

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A group of people in Dapeng were practicing dance, sweating profusely, when they saw him stop. "Maniac!" Dapeng called out to him, "What did you do yesterday?" Why didn't you come? Wu Guan barely squeezed out a smile, and he suddenly remembered that Dapeng was the son of the director of the public security bureau.

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"Dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the sons of rats make holes. The murderer's son is called Wu Guan, and when he grows up, he sits in prison. In fact, when he thought of prison, Wu Guan felt quite kind in his heart. The first family reunion in his memory was there.

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"What's your interest in that restaurant?" Wu Guan followed Wu Xin's voice and asked himself. chop the onion and cut the potatoes, peel the crab meat; Cut the onion and potatoes, peel the crab meat. What if you make it a second chef? Is there a swimming pool? Is there a gym? Is there a tennis court? Is marrying a Lai Po Niang better than watching Japanese movies? Wu Guan thought of Mo Xi Yinling's laughter: "Wu Guan, I like you." Then he instantly changed his face and said, "I will let you die without a place to be buried!" ”

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I will get back what I owe! Wu Guan burned with anger in his heart. The four-eyed field chicken teaching director, the second chef with a cigarette in his mouth, and the son who Wu Guan glanced at him with disdain. Wu Guan smiled at them and walked over. The white knife goes in, the red knife comes out, regardless of your father being the emperor Lao Tzu, one person has one life, everyone is very fair.

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But at this moment, Wu Guan suddenly saw Dapeng stretching out his hand towards him and wanted to high-five: "Crazy, we passed the preliminary round, and we will go to the TV station to record the semi-final next month!" He felt a pain in his heart - there seemed to be a drunken mouth in front of him: "From today on, I will treat you as a brother!" Then, as if he saw the old man's blind eyes, he was weeping out. He suddenly remembered Uncle Zhang again, and he patted the boss on the shoulder before leaving: "My own nephew!" You can beat and scold, but you've got to take care of me! ”

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One step away.

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Wu Guan stopped there, his face was cloudy for a while, yang for a while, and a dense layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. Finally, he took a deep breath like a ruined boat, and walked towards the surprised faces of Dapeng Gongzi.

By Tiger Skin