At three o'clock in the morning, Li Zheng suddenly woke up from his depressed sleep.

Without turning on the lights, he just stared at the dark ceiling with dull eyes, and it was pitch black all around, but his mind gained a moment of peace.

It's been more than two months, and since he heard the bad news about his son, he hasn't slept soundly for a day, as if everything around him has become unreal.

At first, there would be dreams, all kinds of bizarre and strange dreams, but now there are no dreams, just nervousness and panic for no reason, and then he wakes up, and he is full of sadness that has become empty and numb.

But he has to take on the responsibility of the head of the family, his wife is close to a nervous breakdown, and his daughter, a young son, who has also been hit, he must not have a little mistake, otherwise the family will be over.

Even if he vaguely felt that his son's affairs were different, he could only bury all this deep in his heart and dare not reveal the slightest.

The son's extremely high talent for martial arts training and even more outstanding martial arts will surprised even him, a father.

His decades of struggle are not even as good as the changes that his son has made to this family by immersing himself in penance all the way.

I used to live in a simple community house, but now I live in a villa with a garden, and even the decision to have a third child is because the eldest son is too capable, so capable that they have an inexplicable thought in their hearts - he will one day be far away from this home, just like the eagle eagle will eventually fly to the distant sky after its wings harden.

didn't expect his distance to be in such a way.

I couldn't fall asleep if I wanted to, and I got up too early, which made it more troublesome to wake up the rest of the family, so Li Zheng lay on the bed and thought nonsense.

Time passed little by little, dawn was approaching, and the night was at its deepest.

Suddenly, he heard two clear taps.

It's on the windowsill next to it!

When he turned his head in a daze, thinking that it was an illusion, two rhythmic light taps sounded.

"Who!"

Li Zheng suppressed his voice and asked, sat up suddenly, and looked out the window, it was dark, and he couldn't see anything.

But he knew that behind the darkness, there was probably a pair of eyes that were looking into the room.

Thinking of the recent great changes in the family, the strangeness behind his son's death, and the strange feeling that suddenly came from the window late at night, it was hard for him not to think of it, and such associations made his heart beat faster and his heart pounded rapidly.

Whatever is hidden there, take a look!

After a pause, he immediately stepped into bed and came to the windowsill.

As he approached, he saw a blank piece of paper tucked into a gap under the windowsill.

He hesitated and held it in his hand, then opened the window and looked out.

Nothing.

There was not a single person standing.

The deepest night had passed, and there was already a faint light in the distant sky, and the cool breeze was blowing, and he couldn't help but shiver, and the air at this moment made people feel extremely refreshing.

He opened the note, and vaguely saw some handwriting, but it was not clear, and he lit the lamp and looked again.

He was immediately shocked.

"This ...... This ......"

The sky is full of flowers, and the sky is clear.

He couldn't calm down, and he ran back and forth in the house with his fists clenched a few times, and walked next to his sleeping wife.

A good mood should never be enjoyed by one person.

Since hearing the bad news of her son, his wife's spirit has collapsed abruptly, and she can't sleep normally at all.

Don't even give a chance to have nightmares!

To wake it up, another set of acupressure methods is required.

After rubbing all over her body for more than ten minutes, his wife finally woke up and opened a pair of dead eyes.

"Xiaoyu Xiaoyu, don't be busy, take a look at this first, look at this!"

Li Zheng held the oil lamp in one hand, put the note in front of her in the other, and lowered his voice.

Zeng Xiaoyu's dead eyes turned slightly, and his gaze focused on the handwriting on the note.

How could she not recognize her son's handwriting!

For him, it was no less than the ecstasy of resurrection from the dead, and he screamed: "Oh my God, my son!"

was so shocked that Li Zheng immediately threw away the oil lamp and covered Zeng Xiaoyu's mouth, and said viciously: "What are you doing, what are you doing, my son has said it, don't make a noise, don't make a noise, do you want to hear the neighbors who are shouting?"

Zeng Xiaoyu's eyes were already alive, and he even winked at him with some mischievous eyes.

At this moment, a child's cry came from next door, and a girl's voice came: "Dad, Mom is sick again? ”

Li Zhengdao: "Your mother is fine...... It's still early, so you coax your brother to sleep a little longer. ”

"Oh. The girl answered, and stopped talking, thinking that she would continue to sleep.

As soon as he appeased his daughter here, Li Zheng felt that a flexible finger was naughtily scratching the back of his hand, covering the back of Zeng Xiaoyu's mouth.

In the darkness, I can faintly see the flexible eyes of my wife.

I don't know what's going on, Li Zheng's heart is surging at this moment, his heart is full of joy, and there is an urge in his chest to want to fly away and continue to vent fiercely.

The hand covered her mouth and did not let go, and even tightened it, and scolded in a low voice: "You poor girl, do you know that you are crazy and annoying to death these days...... I'm going to kill you...... Dead ......"

As he spoke, he peeled off his other hand and moved wildly.

The action is wild, but the sound is small.

Zeng Xiaoyu's mouth was covered to the ground, and she couldn't make a sound, but her eyes were glowing endlessly.

It's fun like never before.

It's been a long time, and it's done. Zeng Xiaoyu leaned on Li Zheng's arms and whispered, "Light the lamp." The voice was soft and glutinous.

"What are you doing? You still want to watch?" said Lee.

"Whoever looks at you ugly ghost, I want to take a good look at the letter my son wrote to me again!"

......

[I'm still alive and can't go home for the time being, you all have to be fine!]

Be careful to cover up and not make the outside world, especially the martial arts hall, suspicious. 】

......

Li Zheng had completely recovered his mind at this time, and the slight information revealed by his son made him even more vigilant.

hugged his wife and said in a low voice: "We know about this, and you can't get it right away, anyway, you rarely go out, I'll get you a few more pills, and pretend to show one or two signs of slow improvement, and there will be no traces." ”

Zeng Xiaoyu said in a low voice: "Don't you tell Wenwen, she likes to stick to Jian'er since she was a child, and she has a strong temperament, she can't see it from the outside, and she doesn't know how ruthless she is in her heart." ”

Li Zheng shook his head calmly and said: "No, at least not yet, she has to show up in the martial arts hall every day, and it will be over if she shows a little flaw." ”

"When will we see Jian'er?"

"Don't think about this now, what's not to be satisfied with knowing that he's still alive?"

"Yes, yes...... Will there be any trouble in our family?" her son was fine, and she couldn't help but worry about the big family here.

Li Zheng said calmly: "As long as we don't show our flaws, the family is safe, even if there are some small troubles, someone will take the initiative to help us block them, no matter how our son is the core disciple of the hall owner, he has only been 'gone' for two months, and this cup of tea is far from being cold." Those decent people are still very particular about what they do. ”