Chapter 138: Mom, go open the door
The tavern waiter had already delivered two bottles of beer to Han Lin and Tang Feng. Han Lin opened the two bottles of beer, then put one of the beers in front of Tang Feng, touched it with his own beer bottle and the beer bottle in front of Tang Feng, and drained half of the beer in one gulp.
Han Lin wiped the remaining wine from the corner of his mouth with his hand, lowered his head silently, and said to Tang Feng, "Thank you." β
Tang Feng waved his hand, also picked up the beer in front of him, and drained half of the bottle.
"I believe that Zhao Zimo really loves you, and I also believe that you will love her equally. That's why I can give her back to you with confidence. I hope you don't let me down, or I won't let you go. After saying this, Tang Feng drank the remaining half bottle of beer.
"Don't worry." Han Lin replied and drank the rest of the beer.
"In that case, then I won't bother much. This is the address of her home, and when you're ready, you can go to her. Tang Feng put the note with Zhao Zimo's address in front of Han Lin and got up to say goodbye.
Han Lin kept sending Tang Feng to the door of the tavern, watching Tang Feng drive a high-end car and disappear into the halo of the street lamp. Han Lin suddenly smirked and said to himself, "Zhao Zimo, you are so stupid. β
After saying this, Han Lin looked at the address written on the note in his hand and stopped a car on the side of the road.
"Master, go to this place." Han Lin showed the driver the address on the note.
After reading the address, the driver frowned slightly, sighed and complained: "This place is very remote, and no one goes there so late." I'm sending you there to drive empty, it's not worth it. β
Han Lin understood what the driver meant, and immediately replied, "I'll give you twice the fare, go quickly." β
"Okay, sit down." When the driver heard Han Lin's words, his eyebrows bloomed, he hadn't met such a generous and easy-talking customer for a long time.
However, what the driver said at first was true. Han Lin watched the taxi walk through the streets and alleys from the bustling city center, leaving behind more and more prosperity, and then gradually drove into a dim light. When Han Lin was still distracted, the taxi stopped.
"This is it, the place you're looking for should be right ahead." The driver turned his head and said to Han Lin, who was sitting in the passenger seat.
Han Lin came back to his senses, took out the fare from his pocket and handed it to the driver, and then got out of the car. After Han Lin got out of the car, the memories of his childhood suddenly came to mind. The low dwellings in front of me are so similar to the village where the orphanage is located. Han Lin looked at the address in his hand, but still didn't know the specific location.
Han Lin took a look at the surrounding environment, except for the faint light from the windows of the houses, there was hardly a pedestrian to be seen on the street. Just when Han Lin was hesitating, Han Lin received a text message on his mobile phone.
"The second straight alley goes to the end and is the penultimate room on the right." This is a text message from Tang Feng.
When Han Lin saw this text message, he hesitated for a moment. A thought came to Han Lin's mind. For Zhao Zimo, is Tang Feng a better choice? Tang Feng glanced up at the moon hanging above his head, then looked down at the shadow illuminated in the moonlight, then clenched his fists and walked to Zhao Zimo's house according to the hint given by Tang Feng.
The alleys here are wider than the average road, but the street lights are much darker. It didn't take long for Han Lin to stand in front of Zhao Zimo's house. Han Lin glanced up at Zhao Zimo's house, the cement faΓ§ade, the rusty security door, and the dust on the window made the originally transparent glass no longer transparent.
Han Lin plucked up the courage to knock on the door, and it didn't take long for Zhao Zimo's gentle voice to come from the room. "Who else is coming at such a late hour? Mom, go check it out. β
"I guess Xiaofeng can't rest assured of you, come and take a look." After Zhao Zimo's mother replied, the sound of footsteps came in the direction of the door.
Wait a minute! Mother? Isn't Zhao Zimo an orphan? Where's Mom? Moreover, how could this mother's voice be so familiar? Han Lin was puzzled by the conversation he heard, and an answer was about to come out in his heart.
Before Han Lin could fully understand the logical relationship, Zhao Zimo's mother opened the door. The moment they opened the door, Han Lin and Zhao Zimo's mother saw each other, their faces full of astonishment and surprise. Of course, there is also a little surprise of reunion after a long absence.
"Dean Fu Ju." After a long time, Han Lin blinked his reddish eyes and looked at Dean Fu Ju who was standing in front of him.
"Small, Xiaolinzi." Dean Fu Ju looked at Han Lin standing in front of him, just like looking at his own child, and also called Han Lin's nickname with slightly red eyes.
"Is Zimo there?" Han Lin poked his gaze into the room.
"She?" Dean Fu Ju was a little speechless, turned his head to look into the room, and sighed helplessly.
Just when Han Lin and Dean Fu Ju were silent, Zhao Zimo suddenly walked out from behind Dean Fu Ju. Zhao Zimo's face turned a little pale, she walked in front of Han Lin, looked at Han Lin and said, "Long time no see." β
"It's been a long time, so long that I almost lost you." Han Lin looked at Zhao Zimo standing in front of him, smiled bitterly, and responded. The little girl who was often bullied by herself used to be how could she now become the girl she wanted to protect? Han Lin has been thinking about this question for a long time, but he has never found an answer.
"Why are you lying to me? You and Tang Feng are not married at all, you ......" Seeing Zhao Zimo, Han Lin's heart was full of joy and full of accusations about the loneliness and suffering of the past.
And Zhao Zimo seemed to behave very calmly, looking at Han Lin's expression, he just said lightly: "Han Lin, it's impossible for us, forget me." β
After Zhao Zimo said this, he gently pulled Dean Fu Ju, and then prepared to close the door.
Han Lin immediately pressed one hand against the door frame and said, "It's impossible that you don't have the final say." If I say it's possible, it's possible. β
Zhao Zimo looked at Han Lin through the half-hidden door, but did not make any reply to Han Lin's words. Han Lin stared at Zhao Zimo's pale face, Zhao Zimo's expressionless appearance was like a sharp knife cutting Han Lin's heart at all times.
Suddenly, Han Lin smiled, let go of the hand against the door frame, and said, "Since childhood, you have been a gentle and firm person. As long as you believe in something, it's hard to change. But this time I can't condone your willfulness, but I won't force you. β
Han Lin paused, observing the expression on Zhao Zimo's face. Finally, a slight wave finally appeared in Zhao Zimo's calm expression. Han Lin took a few steps back, then looked at Zhao Zimo and continued: "I'll just stand here and wait for you, open the door when you figure it out." I've always been here. β
Zhao Zimo's hand holding the door frame hesitated for a moment, but finally closed the door.