Chu He met his father, the chairman of the Chu Consortium.

But no matter how he called, Chu Yunfeng was unmoved, and there seemed to be an invisible barrier between them.

Suddenly, Chu He saw himself again, on the other side of the barrier.

He saw it clearly, it was his home.

"You shit! I've been working outside the home day and night, and you're good, what have you been doing in college all these years? If I hadn't personally gone and drank with your principal, you would still have this bullshit diploma? ”

Chu He, who was on the other side of the barrier, pursed his lips and stretched out his right hand, "Dad, I don't have any money to spend, give me some more, there will be a game at night." ”

Chu Yunfeng was even more annoyed when he heard this, "Money? Why should Lao Tzu's money be given to you? You're in your twenties, you don't have long hands or feet? I want to make the money myself! ”

Chu He, who couldn't get the money, was annoyed and angry, rushed to the living room, pulled out a golf club, and smashed it at a vase that was taller than him.

This vase, which was worth at least a million, was smashed to pieces by him.

"Give me money! Give me money! Give me money! ”

As he smashed, he screamed frantically.

Chu He, who was standing in the void and observing, finally remembered the scene in front of him.

This was just after he graduated from college, and at that time, he had not yet come out of the rebellious period, and he liked to go against Chu Yunfeng in everything.

Although he has matured a lot in the next few years, in the eyes of ordinary people, he is still a second-generation son who is drunk and obsessed.

Looking at his son who was going crazy in the living room, Chu Yunfeng didn't say a word, just kept silent.

In the end, Chu He threw the bent and deformed golf club onto the ridiculously big TV, and ran out of the house without looking back.

He remembered that after he ran out that day, he didn't come home for half a month. Together with the fox friends and dog friends he met at the night club, he ran to the casino by boat and owed a lot of debts, and in the end it was Chu Yunfeng who went to bring him back.

Chu He looked at the messy living room, and his heart was indescribably sad.

I don't know how my dad is doing now. If he had known that he would die so early, he should have been angry with him a few times.

Now Chu Yunfeng was the only one left in the living room, and the servant ran over to clean up, but he waved away.

He walked over to the couch and sat down, burying his face in his hands.

Chu He, who was observing in the void, subconsciously opened his mouth wide.

He had never seen such a father, and for as long as he could remember, Chu Yunfeng was a silent and cold person. The helmsman of the Chu Consortium, a business predator admired by tens of thousands of people, has never shown his weak side to others.

But now, after his son slammed the door and left, Chu Yunfeng actually sat there, hiding his face and crying.

On the top of the coffee table, there is a standing photo frame, and the photo inside is Chu He's mother, who has passed away for many years.

"Xiao Yun, I ......"

Chu Yunfeng finally pulled his face out of his hands, which were full of tears.

"Xiao Yun, I'm sorry for you, Xiaohe is the way he is now, it's all because of my fault, I ...... Didn't take good care of him......"

"It stands to reason that if you're gone, I should be a father and a mother again, but...... But I didn't even do a good job of being a good father. Xiaohe has learned badly, and I can't blame him, it's because I haven't done enough. But...... But I really can't help it, he looks too much like you. As soon as I see Xiaohe, I think of you, so I don't dare to stay with him for too long. I...... I miss you so much. ”

Chu He wanted to go into that living room and say sorry to his father. But the invisible barrier in front of him was unusually strong, and no matter how he beat it, there was no sign of breaking.

No matter how he shouted, the man sitting on the couch crying silently had no way to hear it.

Chu He's fists kept smashing against the barrier.

Finally, the barrier shattered, and together with it, there was the living room that made him feel warm for a long time.

On the other side of the barrier, there was a long table, surrounded by more than a dozen young men and women, who were drinking heartily, several of whom were clearly delirious.

The long table was filled with bottles, half of which were empty. Chu He sat in the middle of the long table, enjoying the praise and compliments of the men and women on both sides.

At this time, a thin man who had dyed his hair colorful ran to Chu He's side and squatted down, smiling evilly.

"Brother Chu, the presidential suite above has been arranged, you can go at any time."

The drunken Chu He picked up the handbag next to him, took out a thick pile of green bills from it, and threw it into the arms of the thin man.

Chu He stood up leisurely and beckoned, "I still have some things, you guys are playing." ”

The men and women around him suddenly began to coax, and Chu He waved his hand and said, "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, it's really a serious matter." ”

The scene changes again.

Hades sat on his throne, and his figure covered the sky.

"I have a gadget here, would you like to use your entire balance in the Heaven and Earth Bank to buy this?"

The magnificent palace of the Hades King was also shattered, and the one standing in front of Chu He's eyes became a hideous-looking and blood-covered King Chi.

"Why did you kill me? Why are you killing me? Han Jun stared at Chu He, and only repeated this sentence in his mouth.

Subsequently, around the Chu River, more people appeared.

There is the assassin of the drizzle building that I met on the long street on a rainy night. There are the female swordsmen of King Xiao Ming, the general of Zhendong, Gu Qingshan, and countless Shengguo soldiers.

They all have a common characteristic, that is, they all died at the hands of Chu He.

"Why did you kill me?"

These dead people surrounded the Chu River and kept repeating this sentence.

The Chu River couldn't tell where it was.

Maybe he is dead and died with Han Jun, and these in front of him are the marquees that can be seen when he is dying.

There is also a possibility, that is, there is no underworld at all, and there is no prosperous country, all of which is just his dream. Maybe he's just drunk on the table and hasn't woken up yet.

Is it Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly, or is it Butterfly's dream Zhuang Zhou?

Chu He lowered his head, looked at his hands, his mind went blank, and muttered to himself.

"Where the hell am I? All this, what is real? ”

The ghosts that surrounded him were getting closer and closer to him, reaching out to catch him.

In Chu He's eyes, a trace of fierceness suddenly erupted, sweeping away the previous confusion.

Then he looked up at the boundless darkness above him and roared with all his might.

"Fuck you! I don't care about you! I don't care about you! ”

A roar of rage dispelled the darkness in front of him.

Chu He opened his eyes suddenly, turned his head with difficulty, and observed for a long time by the faint light on the table in the distance, and finally determined where he was at this time.

Now, he has returned to the General's Mansion and is lying in his room.

Just now he ...... Had a long dream.