Xu Huang fell, and Chen Ziqian watched this scene indifferently.

The laptop screen shows the final scene of the two of them being dragged into a taxi, pouring alcohol on them as if they were drunk and taken away. Who is that teenager? Isn't this man afraid that he'll confide in something more?

It may be to reassure Chen Ziqian, who voluntarily followed, in fact, Xu Huang didn't know that they were just a wall next door, this was Chen Ziqian's insistence, afraid that if an imprudent two people let alone save them, it would accelerate their death.

It was a very dark room, and the man's bad taste was uncomfortable. I don't like to turn on the lights, but it's fair that no one can see anyone's expression when you look at them this way. Sitting on the sofa and listening to the quiet space, the breathing of the two people did not intend to be the first to speak.

Fortunately, Chen Ziqian didn't have anything else, but he had enough patience. What is he in need of to worry about coming to this point, I don't know how long this weirdness has lasted. A rhythmic sound of footsteps sounded in the darkness, and his relaxed mood tensed up again.

The sound was a little muffled outside the door, but the destination was the room they were in, after all, the sound was getting louder and louder, and that wouldn't be the reason for the man to keep him.

What do you want to do? Who is coming? Was it for him? Did you want to solve him like this? Chen Ziqian became vigilant, his hand touched the table, touched the cold hard object in his hand, leaned forward and was ready to get up at any time, not to mention that he didn't believe the man hiding in the dark in this room.

As far as leaving him is concerned, he should know who he is, deliberately dumb and silent, and waited for so long to see someone, Chen Ziqian had to think about it more, even if it was a commission, it would not be that normal, this is necessary, and the footsteps in his thoughts were not stopped, and the door was opened.

The light poured into the room and became dark again, and the door opened and closed, giving Chen Ziqian only a momentary opportunity to look, and the figure seen through the light faintly felt that it was a man, or a man who walked very steadily.

It's like talking to those bodyguards, it's a bodyguard? In short, it should be similar to him, and he is also a person who knows something, which is the result of training since childhood. The old man's edification, but the feeling of that footsteps...

Chen Ziqian didn't have time to think about it, and the room was instantly filled with dazzling light, which was actually just a warm light, because his eyes stayed in the dark for a long time, and he became blind for a while, and he could only see a cloud of darkness.

There was only a few seconds between the false blindness, and while gradually recovering, the dazzling light made Chen Ziqian squint uncomfortably and covered the light with his arm. Relieving the discomfort of his eyes, he looked at the ground naturally. But I saw a pair of black leather shoes standing in a figure-eight posture on the brown carpet spotlessly in front of me, which is the unique standing posture of the police.

Such a familiar standing posture, including the angle and everything, is harsh and strict, Chen Ziqian doesn't know why the ashtray that he has been holding steadily in his hand suddenly smashed to the ground, making a muffled sound, that feeling is not right, it is not right...

This person... This person... Chen Ziqian's eyes widened, he moved his arm away, and slowly stood up at the same time. The height of 1.83 meters can already make him look down a little to see the crisp face, after all, he is only 1.77 meters, and the blurry and familiar face made Chen Ziqian stunned in place, his pupils opened and his brain became blank.

All kinds of emotions rushed into the body at the same time, as if entering the North Pole and the desert for a while, the body was hot and chills. People who never shiver are actually trembling, the hands on their sides are trembling, their noses are sore and their fingers are numb, and that feeling is still lingering after so many years.

"Your legs are tense, don't shake around, your legs aren't strong enough, you don't want to learn anything." That was when he first started learning Zama Bu, and the old man who became a teacher was no longer a father after he was meticulous in his scolding.

Watching the ground wet with his own sweat under the scorching sun, the water stains immediately dried up, and the body became cold and hot just like that time, and I couldn't explain it.

He's never going to play two roles by himself, he's just going to choose the right one and keep moving forward. In the future, as long as Chen Ziqian sees him, he will instinctively react, and at this moment Chen Ziqian understands that all the painful pursuits have turned into bubbles at this moment.

It even turned into a cold, wrinkled face. The scar was scratched on the face by the gangsters when he was ten years old when he went to the police, leaving a shocking mark on the left side of his face, and Chen Ziqian didn't even have a chance to deceive himself.

The high degree of self-control is the same standing posture, the hands are attached to the seams of the trousers, and even the belts used are still the old styles of the past, but the police uniform is replaced by ordinary clothes, suits.

Everything is so familiar, is he really not dead? He was actually in this city, Chen Ziqian couldn't help but laugh maniacally. He was still so stupid, so stupid that he couldn't hold him with an old man, and after laughing, tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes.

This is the truth he is seeking, nothing can compare to the unforgettable stimulus that comes from seeing is believing, and it cannot be described in words at all. A dead man who had been doing it for ten years came to life and stood alive in front of him. is still in this kind of irony, Chen Ziqian and Ben can't control themselves.

Isn't that a joke? Chen Ziqian grabbed the hair on the back of his head, turned around and put one hand on his waist and the other on his neck, from the perspective of the man and Chen Qiming, he didn't know what he wanted at all.

What do you think? Not well, the endless anger made him unable to control himself, and he bent down and clasped the coffee table with both hands. The weight of the transparent glass coffee table was not so big, he overturned it so hard, and the broken pieces of glass suddenly poured to Chen Qiming's feet, splashing, and hitting his trousers without moving.

The two looked at each other so bluntly, without the slightest hint of evasion in their eyes. Chen Qiming just looked at him coldly, expressionless. There was not even a hint of anger, as if they were just strangers, strangers could not be strangers anymore...

After doing this, I changed to such an expression, did you see me with such an expression? Don't you have anything to say? Didn't you want to give me an explanation? Chen Ziqian's heart was roaring like crazy. He doubted himself, what was he doing? Why here? Why meet him?

I heard the man who brought him in, I went out first, you talk slowly, and closed the door.

Chen Ziqian sat down on the sofa with a sarcastic smile, and said coldly, "It turns out that it is really the famous Chen Qiming?" Isn't it a martyr for all? What do you think about the people of the people who have come back to life so suddenly, aren't you still dead? Swindler. ”

Chen Ziqian's eyes seemed to want to pierce Chen Qiming, but he couldn't do it, so he could only look at Chen Qiming still expressionless, which sounded like a persuasion, and admonished him, "You shouldn't promise him." ”

"Who are you to mind my business? Is that all you want to say when you see me? The unbearable anger had already burned his heart, and the empty realm of the room made Chen Ziqian change, and when he reacted, he could only hear his incessant lion roar and ask him, "Aren't you dead?" Why not die? Die, go? Abandon our family and die? To fulfill your duty and righteousness? Go on! Go on! ”

The persecuted Chen Qiming had nowhere to hide, and all of them accepted Chen Ziqian's anger.

can still see that at that time, their home was obviously not like this, and they were not like this. Why is it the way it is, and why?

The sea breeze was salty, and they stood barefoot on the beach to practice martial arts, although he was beaten every time and his nose was swollen and he never won. There was a wind chime-like laughter from behind, and there was the voice of milk in the milk shouting at the elder brother.

His mother was beautiful in a white gauze dress, as if it were a painting, and he couldn't think about those dusty memories. But I don't know why, this moment all rushed into Chen Ziqian's mind, he didn't want to cry, but he couldn't help crying.

When he couldn't hold on, he would replace crying with pain, get up and turn around and slam his fist on the wall, the action was done in one go, and the wound on his right hand that had been relieved was pierced by his nails, and once again a strong smell of blood appeared, which also allowed him to successfully stop his emotions.

"You've grown up, but your brain hasn't grown much because you're only getting older."

The words came from behind him, and at the same time I heard the sound of footsteps. When Chen Ziqian looked back and saw it, he had already walked out again, exactly like the countless times in the past, including the location. Chen Ziqian could only watch him from behind and throw them away again and again, giving up the social identity of a competent husband and father.

"It really hasn't changed at all, we will always be the most direct choice you choose to give up, it doesn't matter at all. Chen Qiming, you can't give us anything, it's better not to start from the beginning.

Don't marry your mother, don't give us birth. She won't die, we won't change, and you're the source of all of us' suffering. ”

When he reacted, Chen Ziqian had already finished speaking, just like countless times. No matter what he said and did, how he prayed that it was impossible for him to leave Chen Qiming, he would still leave. It's not easy to even listen to what he wants to say.

He didn't say or explain anything, no matter what he did, the result was that they seemed to be strangers with no connection except blood. The dangling hand stretched out, only to realize that he could never catch up with him or even catch up, he was as unreal as a shadow...

(End of chapter)