After sending Zheng Yong away, Wu Zhiyuan sighed a little and was a little stunned. My only good friend has gone to a distant place to pursue his dream!

And he didn't know where the road was.

Walking out of the station, the street was already lively. It's Saturday, and it's more hustle and bustle than ever. I didn't see the out-of-town tourists, I didn't see the children playing and playing, and even the wandering man who was huddled in the corner of the coal factory disappeared without a trace.

The crowds in the streets disturbed, and the shouts of the vendors rose and fell. Cars are bustling, horns are singing, screaming, and wailing! Cars flashed one after another, and the glass of the windows reflected a light on the uncertain faces of the hurried pedestrians, as if mocking them for living that eager and vulgar life!

As Alfred Hitchcock said, "They all live mechanically and repetitively every day, day after day, year after year!" They are only concerned with the small places around them and how their lives should go on tomorrow, they also have pain and trouble, and they worry about things that are very important to them, but these things, no matter how important they seem in front of them, can become ridiculous when viewed from the perspective of the world! ”

Only Wu Zhiyuan walked aimlessly on the street!

He felt out of place in the city! Of all the people, he was the only one alone. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little sentimental, but he couldn't help but feel proud, after all, he was different, he was like a lost soul, looking for a different dream in this familiar and unfamiliar city.

He hadn't been so youthful and self-inflicted in many years.

After a while, he couldn't help laughing at himself: "What the fuck is going on!"

Walking through the bustling and crowded city, he came to the rare stone road in Anseong. The more I think about it, the more I feel that life is so boring, or escape from the chaotic crowd as soon as possible.

This is an ancient street, the buildings of the Ming Dynasty on both sides silently pour out its vicissitudes and remoteness, the dim sky, the vicissitudes of the buildings, at this time it seems more ethereal!

Wu Zhiyuan suddenly felt a little cold. That's when he realized that he was the only pedestrian on the road! The path is his......

Wu Zhiyuan unconsciously walked into a Western restaurant.

He always thought that he was not suitable for this kind of restaurant, and he would rather stir-fry a spicy and fiery kung pao chicken and drink a refreshing and enthusiastic beer at a food stall. He felt that this was the place where the pseudo-celebrities or the fake gentlemen came, eating half-cooked steaks, drinking what they thought was the high-grade '86 Lafite, and then flattering and complimenting each other, just like the Lafite they drank, hypocritical and self-conscious, and self-righteous and poetic......

But Wu Zhiyuan still walked in, he was not wearing a suit and a tie. He was just casually wearing a white half-sleeved T-shirt, blue jeans, and canvas shoes.

As soon as he walked in, he stood out from the neat and bright dining room around him.

A well-dressed waitress walked in, smiling and speaking in a stiff accent: Sir, is there anything I can do to help you? ”

"Huh?" Wu Zhiyuan frowned and stared at her.

"Sir, is there a reservation?" She still had a stiff smile.

"A cup of coffee!"

Wu Zhiyuan answered the question, walked to a position by the window, simply sat down, and then looked at the windowsill in a daze.

The waiter was a little overwhelmed, she had received so-called professional training, and it was not the first time she had encountered this situation, but when she saw the hideous scar on Wu Zhiyuan's face, she was a little scared, and followed Wu Zhiyuan to the seat step by step, but she didn't dare to get too close.

"A cup of coffee!" Wu Zhiyuan still looked out the window, as if talking to himself.

"Oh! Wait a minute! She woke up, said in a panic, and left.

Wu Zhiyuan picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number Zheng Yong gave him when he left. A short time later, the waitress came over with coffee.

"You use it slowly!" As he spoke, he didn't forget to sneak a glance at him, and then walked away on his own.

"Wait a minute!" Wu Zhiyuan stopped her. She was a little confused, but she kept her composure.

"Take it, it's hard work!" Wu Zhiyuan handed her six red bills and said softly.

"This ......" The waitress put her hands in the air, and she didn't know if she could pick it up.

"Take it, depending on your age, you're still in school, it's not easy to come out to work on weekends!" Wu Zhiyuan couldn't help but say and put the money in her hands. She held the money tightly in her hand, then looked up at him deeply, standing motionless, with a somewhat complicated expression.

Wu Zhiyuan didn't pay any attention to him, picked up the coffee, took a sip, and said to himself: "The taste of the years is very bitter!" ”

"Go get busy!" Wu Zhiyuan looked at her and barely put on a smile.

The girl looked at her, and at this time felt that the scar on his face was a little cute. She stopped being nervous, stuck out her tongue, said thank you, and left.

Wu Zhiyuan watched her leave, and he smiled.

He knew that her thank you was not for tipping her a few hundred dollars.

Wu Zhiyuan continued to drink coffee. A strong smell of perfume hit his nose, and he raised his eyebrows and raised his head slightly.

A woman with heavy makeup appeared in front of him.

She looked to be only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and she was very tall. At this time, wearing a red coat, she had a melon seed face, black hair coiled, and her eyebrows were curved, as delicate as a willow moon. Her lips were as red as wine.

She is very charming, but not gaudy.

There is no doubt that this is a stunning woman. It's just that Wu Zhiyuan doesn't understand why she wrapped herself tightly in May at this time.

Is she afraid of something?

She stood there pretty, very dignified and elegant. Wu Zhiyuan was looking at her, and her eyes were also looking at Wu Zhiyuan steadily.

"Is it Xiaoyuan?" She broke the silence and opened her mouth crisply, her voice ethereal, like a lark.

"Aunt May?" Wu Zhiyuan asked a little awkwardly and uncertainly.

He was surprised that he had never met her, but had only learned about her from his father. I didn't expect her to be so young, and she couldn't be a few years older than him.

He has been thinking about what kind of woman he has been thinking about all this time, let his father fight for her and kill people for her. Now that I see it, I am also relieved.

"It's me!" She smiled reluctantly and sat down. She was also deeply surprised, and in her opinion, he should be a personable, gentle college student, but now it seems that there is a world of difference.

Wu Zhiyuan looked at her, his mood was a little complicated, and he didn't know what to say. She didn't know how to speak for a while, and the two were speechless for a while, and the atmosphere was a little dull.

"Actually, until now, I don't know whether I should see you or not. But I can't help but call you, you're beautiful! In the end, Wu Zhiyuan broke the silence and thought about it and said.

"You hate me!" She felt that Wu Zhiyuan thought that she had harmed his father, and that she was beautiful was not to praise her, but to ridicule her.

"Nope!" Wu Zhiyuan shook his head, naturally understanding her thoughts. He gave her a deep look, lifted the cooled cup of coffee, and took a sip.

"It's just Aunt Mei, aren't you tired of juggling between two men?"

Yang Qianmei glanced at him gratefully, and was deeply surprised again, he was really different.

Since this incident, others have looked at her and thought she was a vixen, hooking up with men everywhere, which caused one to die and the other to be imprisoned. But she could see from Wu Zhiyuan's eyes that he really didn't blame her, not even a little resentment.

In fact, since Wu Zhiyuan just returned to Ancheng, she knew that she hadn't met until now, and he had been hiding from her, so why shouldn't she? She seemed to be calm just now, but she was actually very nervous in her heart, and she was ready to meet Wu Zhiyuan's stormy verbal attack. Unexpectedly, Wu Zhiyuan called her aunt, and didn't blame her, she couldn't help but feel relaxed.

"Xiaoyuan, you misunderstood." She said and waved her hand behind her, "Waiter! A cup of joe! ”

"Ever since I followed Brother Long, I've only had him!"

"Although the deceased is the greatest, let me tell you the truth, Liu Xiong is a scoundrel, and I don't have much intersection with him at all."

Yang Qianmei was a little distracted, and seeing that Wu Zhiyuan was silent, she continued: "At that time, your father and I have been together for more than a year. He has been harassing me, and I have warned him many times, but he has always been entangled, and Brother Long has taught him a lesson for this! ”

"That night, he suddenly came with a knife and wanted to hurt me, but your father snatched the knife, I wanted to let him go, but I didn't expect him to be unwilling and scolded me, and finally, in the end, Brother Long ...... I stabbed him twice, and he died on the spot! ”

"I hurt your father!" Yang Qianmei said and tears fell quietly.

"Aunt May! Forget it in the past! ”

Wu Zhiyuan handed her a tissue, he didn't know that his father's knife went down, and the two families were torn apart.

There is also an upright woman in the mood for love, burdened with shame and self-blame, facing a crippled life.

"Miss, your coffee!" The waiter put the coffee in front of Liu Qianmei.

"Thank you!" She took a sip, "It's so bitter!" ”

"Aunt May! What are your plans for the future? ”

"I will atone for him!" Yang Qianmei said firmly, took out a wad of money from her bag, and handed it to Wu Zhiyuan, "There is some money here, you take it first!" You need money to go to college! ”

Wu Zhiyuan shook his head, didn't speak, and pushed the money in front of her.

"Oh! There is a jade Guanyin here, I used to ask in the temple, you wear it, keep it safe. She smiled reluctantly, "I always wanted to send you when you came back, but you never came back." I didn't expect to meet in this situation, no matter what, you have to be good in the future! ”

"Good! I'll take it! Wu Zhiyuan took it and put it around his neck. Then he got up, walked towards her, bent down, hugged her gently, and whispered in her ear: "You are a good woman, my father is worth it!" While you're young, find someone else and live a good life! ”

After Wu Zhiyuan finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Looking at his back, Yang Qianmei lost her mind for a while, sat in a daze, and tears slipped down again.

Her tears, at this moment, are crystal clear!

She looked out the window, which was in the direction of a prison.

It's close at hand, but it's out of reach.

"I'm waiting for you, no matter when you come out, I'll wait for you!"