Yu Lan hesitated, and cautiously suggested: "If you are really worried, why don't you go to his house and take a look." ”

Shen Qingzhao didn't say good, nor did he say bad. He just hummed softly, still slowly smoking a cigarette.

"What? Don't want to be so proactive? I've played with too many people's sincerity, isn't this a plant? ”

Yu Lan sighed and muttered helplessly, "I've always wondered, how can Brother He, a student of a key university, come out to work, it turns out that his father is in debt for gambling, which is a bit difficult to do...... Gambling debts aren't going to be paid off in a while. ”

Shen Qingzhao's face was hidden in the smoke, and the corners of his lips were still habitually slightly curled, but his brows were slightly frowned.

For some reason, Yu Lan actually had the illusion that the upper and lower halves of Shen Qingzhao's face seemed to be two inconsistent expressions coexisting—half of them were habitually indifferent, and the other half was almost compassionate.

Yu Lan suddenly had a loud alarm bell in her heart, straightened Shen Qingzhao's shoulder, and said seriously: "I warn you, don't be a big wrongdoer to pay off people's debts!" ”

Shen Qing nodded happily, not knowing if he listened or not.

After a long time, she stood up and said goodbye to Boss Xiao: "I'm sorry for you, I really can't rest assured, I still want to rush over and take a look." Next time I invite you to meet again. ”

Boss Xiao waved his hand and understood very much: "I understand, go ahead." ”

Shen Qingzhao looked at Yu Lan again, and was about to say sorry. Yu Lan took the lead in stretching out her hand to signal her to stop, urging her: "Let's go, just remember what I told you just now." ”

Shen Qingzhao smiled lightly: "Got it." ”

Drunk alcohol and can't drive. Boss Xiao intimately called someone to call a business car, and instructed the driver to be sure to deliver people safely.

The car is a Mercedes-Benz V260, spacious seven seats, and the interior is all leather, which is very comfortable.

The driver is also polite, soft-spoken, and never talks too much to pull people to gossip.

The piano music in the car flowed slowly, and the car drove steadily on the road.

Mercedes quickly drove off the elevated highway and turned out of the bustling business district.

The further you go to the old street, the more deserted the street becomes.

The car window opened a small slit, and the wind with a cold chill hit his face, and Shen Qingzhao slowly regained his clarity with a little drunken eyes.

She could clearly smell the scent of the CLUB box that was still wrapped around her—it was a glitzy scent.

This smell is almost disconnected from the simple and dilapidated buildings outside the window.

Under this strong hedging, Shen Qingzhao closed his eyes in a daze.

She vaguely felt that she had a few dreams, all of which were flashes of light and old things.

It was something from her childhood.

Maybe because she never wanted to think about it, the picture in her dream was already blurry. But the characters are still clear, and the pain is still poignant.

In the dream, Shen Cheng, the man who should be counted as her father from a biological point of view, is still obsessed with gambling.

He's an extremely unreliable dad. But the appearance of the skin is fancy, which can be called handsome. So the young Shen Qingzhao and her mother were confused, and she was willing to cut off the relationship with her parents and get married.

When Shen Qingzhao was in elementary school, Shen Qingzhao's mother was sent abroad and was very busy.

For three years, Shen Cheng was uncontrolled and became more and more unscrupulous. Every day after picking up Shen Qingzhao from school, he took her to the underground casino.

The sound of mahjong clashing is crisp and piercing, and the smell of sweat is mixed with the unique fishy smell of money. Shen Qingzhao stood beside Shen Cheng day after day, looking at every gambler with a frightened and calm gaze.

They all seemed to have lost their souls, and all that was left was their feverish eyes, glowing with an unusually mad red in the mournful pink neon light of the underground casino.

For Shen Qingzhao, the casino is like a chaotic hell full of desire.

The gamblers who are caught in it are evil spirits in human skin.

And for Shen Qingzhao, the most terrifying evil ghost has always been by her side, and it is not something that can be got rid of when you get out of the casino-

Shen Cheng would smile after winning money, hand her a lot of banknotes as pocket money, and take her to a big meal.

But winning money is a few glorious moments after all, more often, Shen Cheng will walk out of the casino in the middle of the night with a body of depression and anger, buy a few bottles of liquor to get drunk, and then find a random reason to beat Shen Qingzhao, and order Shen Qingzhao not to tell her mother about these things. Otherwise, you will use the bench and beat her to death.

Shen Qingzhao was often beaten to the point that his head was broken and bleeding, and his whole body was bruised. The most serious one, he was slapped by Shen Cheng, which caused his ears to suppurate and have a high fever, and he almost died at school.

And Shen Cheng's appetite became bigger and bigger, and finally owed a large amount of debt without accident, and had to start stacking yards to gamble.

Later, Shen Qingzhao only remembered that night when the rain was pouring down, and thunder and lightning were intertwined outside the window. Shen Cheng locked her in the house and went out alone.

Shen Qingzhao was hungry and scared, couldn't sleep, and stood barefoot by the window.

She wanted to wait for Shen Cheng to go home, but she saw Shen Cheng hurrying past the front of the building wearing the familiar jacket.

Behind him were two men with sticks and sticks chasing him. They were all dressed in black and black pants, without umbrellas, only wearing baseball caps to protect themselves from the rain, Shen Qingzhao couldn't see their faces clearly, but she sensed with an almost animal-like spirituality that these two men had a sense of ferocity at the end of the road.

Every frame after that. All of them were imprinted in Shen Qingzhao's pupils.

She almost trembled, forced to witness the last image of Shen Cheng before he died.

She saw Shen Cheng being overtaken.

I saw Shen Cheng stretching out his hand to cover his head.

saw Shen Cheng hit the back of his head hard.

Almost the next moment, Shen Cheng fell down on his stomach.

Obviously separated by a distance of several hundred meters, at that moment, Shen Qingzhao felt that he heard Shen Cheng's small cry like a young bird.

But the cry was soon drowned out by the rain. Even the blood stains were scattered into the rain and disappeared without a trace.