Chu Zihang stepped off the bus and stood on the platform.

The afterglow of the setting sun burned, and he didn't know where he should go now.

"Hey, handsome guy." A business vehicle slowly stopped in front of him, "Do you want to go for a ride?" ”

Fingal craned his neck from the window to look at him, his messy iron-gray hair, he didn't know where to get a high-end business car, and Lu Mingfei beckoned to him in the back seat.

"For a ride?" Chu Zihang asked.

"I want to show you something." Lu Mingfei grinned with bared teeth.

"Get in the car, young man." Fingal tapped the car door, "Let's go back to the beach!" ”

"Back to the beach?"

"Senior brother seems to be a little unsmart." Lu Mingfei whispered, "Is it too sad?" ”

"Probably really." Fingal nodded solemnly, "Anyway, let's trick him into the car first." ”

Chu Zihang hesitated for a moment and got into the car.

"The chrono business vehicle is about to start, sit tight!" Lu Mingfei rubbed his hands, "First mate Fingal, are you ready!" ”

"Report to Captain Lu Mingfei, you can take off at any time!" Fingalkaka doubled the gear and hit the throttle with one kick.

「black sheep wall」！

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"Why did you come to my house?" Chu Zihang whispered.

The hidden sprinkler pipe of the lawn rises from the ground, rotating and sprinkling, and it is already 7:30, and the lawn at home is sprayed at 7:30 punctually every day.

"Look at Auntie." Lu Mingfei was lying on the pillow in the back seat, "She's quite worried about you." ”

Chu Zihang was silent for a while, got out of the car, walked directly across the lawn, and let the water spill on his pants.

The light in the living room was on, but apparently "Dad" was not at home.

It's a norm for "Dad" not to be at home, and indeed the Mercedes-Benz S-Class is not in the garage, but Mom's BMW is, but shouldn't she be drinking that kind of whiskey with black tea and green tea with those aunts in some bar at this time, laughing out loud?

Chu Zihang pushed open the door, and his mother curled up in the sofa wrapped in a thin blanket, this woman was always like this, sleeping in an embarrassed manner, the expensive silk nightdress was full of wrinkles, as if she was wrapped in a rag, and her whole thigh was exposed, but the thin blanket was held in her arms, like a child who likes to hold a doll when she sleeps.

Chu Zihang stopped when he passed the sofa, looked at her silently for a second, smelled a strong smell of wine, Chu Zihang casually pulled the blanket and covered her exposed body.

He sat next to her and looked at her face silently, he probably didn't go out to play all day today, and he didn't wear makeup, so it looks like the woman is also old, there are subtle wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, a woman who is too beautiful when she is young and old after being drunk will make people feel a little desolate.

In fact, Su Xiaoyan has been quite young for a long time, but she still has no heart and no liver, she only knows how to drink, shop, travel, and party with her aunts.

Her life is too good, there was a man who protected her before, and then another man also protected her, and her son didn't want her to worry about it, so she could live a life without heart and liver.

It's really not easy to understand that such a woman is her mother, and in her memory, the most reliable thing she is for herself is to give birth to herself, according to "that man", she also wanted to give up that time, saying that it would hurt to give birth to a son, right? It's better to knock it out.

It's a pity that Chu Zihang in her womb was eight months old at that time, and the doctor solemnly warned the woman that the abortion at this time was pure suicide, and Chu Zihang had a small life.

Since Chu Zihang began to understand people's speech, the woman held him in her arms and said, Mom is in pain when she gives birth to you, you have to grow up quickly to protect your mother, and on a rainy day, she said that her mother is afraid of thunder, so she must grow up quickly to protect her mother.

When she was still working in the dance troupe, every time she came home, she said that her mother had a hard time at work, and she had to grow up quickly and make money to take care of her mother...... Mom is fragile, mom is tired, mom suffers a lot......

Because it was not easy for my mother, my mother did not come to the spring outing, no one prepared lunch for him, and no one came to receive a high fever on a rainy day......

At that time, his mother accompanied him, but she had no experience in how to take care of a child with a fever, so she neither fed medicine nor drank water, but touched Chu Zihang's small forehead and said, dizzy or not? Mom sings a nice song to Zihang......

No one had ever promised Chu Zihang protection, and he felt that he had to take care of many people since he was a child.

Everyone's life is different, and those with good lives and bad ones can't look back.

"Zihang......?" Su Xiaoyan opened her eyes in a daze, "Why are you back......"

"Hmm." Chu Zihang said softly, "I just happened to be doing a project in China, so I'll come back to see you." ”

"Why don't you say a word to me." Su Xiaoyan said angrily, staggering to her feet, "By the way, did you mention a girl in your email before?" Is she your girlfriend? ”

The first thing Su Xiaoyan remembered when she saw Chu Zihang was to ask this, but she was really worried about her son's emotional life, and she was afraid that Chu Zihang would not find a partner for the rest of her life.

Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, Tong Kong lost all his brilliance, "Mom...... I look like I've lost her......"

"Lost?" Su Xiaoyan tilted her head, "Did you quarrel with her?" ”

Chu Zihang didn't make a sound.

Su Xiaoyan asked again, "Lost in love?" ”

"Sort of......

"Is there a possibility of getting back together?"

"I don't know."

Su Xiaoyan thought for a while, "Actually, my mother doesn't know much about this, it's all your father's fault, your father chased me to the end, no matter what I said, he didn't let go, maybe I was moved by him in a certain time, so I could only be with him." ”

"Mom, do you remember Dad?" Chu Zihang's throat moved, and he asked this question with difficulty.

It was as if the man had disappeared into the world.

"I remember." Su Xiaoyan stroked Chu Zihang's cheek, "I remember everything." ”

"Actually, girls are very easy to coax, especially girls who like you, even if you lie to her, she will be willing to be deceived."

"I don't want to lie to her......"

"Did you disappoint her, then?"

"Perhaps."

"Don't disappoint the girls who like you." Su Xiaoyan gently covered her hand over Chu Zihang's hand, "If you always disappoint her, maybe she will really leave you one day." ”

"I see."

"Then do you want to try stalking?" Su Xiaoyan blinked, "Ah~ I really want to see what that girl looks like, she actually made my baby son so ghostly." ”

"Stalking...... Does it really work? ”

"It's surprisingly useful against certain girls."

Chu Zihang seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand, he sat on the sofa in a daze.

"Zihang, why are you still sitting here?" Su Xiaoyan stretched out her foot and kicked him, "Aren't you going to find your girl?" ”

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"Where are we going now?" Fingal opened the window and smoked a cigar.

Lu Mingfei did not answer immediately, but instructed Fingal to add a foot of the accelerator, and the commercial vehicle merged to the right, and the headlights illuminated the yellow sign on the side of the road, "IDA: Heavy Industry Development Zone".

On the right side of the elevated road is a curved ramp along which it is possible to exit the elevated road, but the junction is hidden in the darkness and difficult to spot.

The van stopped in front of a dark industrial park, which looked dilapidated, with weeds growing to the height of half a man, and grass roots soaked in stagnant water after the rain, like a swamp.

The factory was silent, the doors were open, and the rain crackled on the tin roof.

"Senior brother, get out of the car." Lu Mingfei took out a big umbrella and jumped out of the car, "I want to show you something." ”

Chu Zihang looked around, and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, "This is...... My dad's company? ”

Lu Mingfei pushed open the rusty iron door, and walked deep and shallow towards the small white building that loomed in the darkness.

It was silent, except for the sound of rain hitting the rooftops and blades of grass.

The original label was torn down, but there was a torn seal on the iron door: "The Municipal Intermediate People's Court has sealed the assets of Media Asia Group".

It is a small gray-and-white three-storey building, and most of the offices have court seals on their doors, except for the office at the end of the first floor, which has an open door and a white piece of paper with the crooked words "Media Asia Group Bankruptcy Liquidation Team Office" written on it.

Behind the small building are rows of workshops, with rusty iron doors open, and the silent machine tools inside can be faintly seen, also rusty. Heavy raindrops crackled on the tin roof of the factory.

Lu Mingfei pushed open the office door and rushed in with Fingal and Chu Zihang, he sat down on the chair opposite the desk, and the middle-aged man who was dozing off on the desk looked up blankly.

"Don't play dumb." Lu Mingfei snapped his fingers in front of him, "Where is Chu Tianjiao's dormitory?" ”

When Chu Zihang heard that name, his heart twitched slightly.

"Yes, young master, I'll take you there!" The middle-aged man instantly stood up straight and saluted Lu Mingfei.

"Young master? Senior brother, you're pretty big. "Fingal smash it, smash it, smash it.

The middle-aged man led them through a long corridor, on one side of the corridor is an office, on the other side is a row of glass windows, the middle-aged man carried a large set of keys, stopped in front of a door wrapped in iron, squinted his eyes and picked out a key, tried it in the keyhole for a long time, "click", the door opened.

Chu Zihang was stunned, in front of him was a clean cabin, a double bed, a bedside table, a writing desk and a chair, and a Xiaoice box, this is all Chu Tianjiao's furniture.

A few wires were pulled in one corner of the room, presumably for drying clothes, for there was still a jacket hanging on it.

There is no decoration on the concrete floor and walls, things are neatly arranged, the bedding is neat, and there are no instant noodle bowls thrown around, which really does not look like a place where a man lives alone.

The owner of this cottage lived an ascetic life not so much as a simple life.

Is this the residence of the Super Dragon Slayer Elite? When Chu Tianjiao stayed alone in this hut, what was he thinking about and what would he do? Or is the super elite so awesome, with a hangy face outside, returning to their own territory and lying in bed like a zombie to recuperate?

Chu Zihang couldn't guess.

"Senior brother, we won't bother you." Lu Mingfei dragged Fingal out, and closed the door by the way.

Chu Zihang was silent, looked around, slowly walked to the dusty little bed, lay down, and looked at the gray roof silently.

He was a little tired, so he wanted to lie here, freeze time, and rest for a while.

"Something is wrong." Chu Zihang suddenly thought, "There is something wrong with this bed." ”

The only reason for this sudden thought is that this bed is too uncomfortable to sleep in, and no matter how much a person does not pay attention to the quality of life, he should always have a comfortable bed.

He tried to remove the mattress, and underneath it turned out to be a tightly assembled secret door, welded with iron sheets and frames, and with a heavy padlock.

Underneath the secret door was a steel pipe, Chu Zihang slid down along the steel pipe, and he felt that he had entered a large space.

When his foot touched the ground, he lit the flashlight, which Fingal had given him, and said with a mysterious look on his face, "You'll need it."

As the pillar of light illuminated every inch of space, Chu Zihang finally got to see the true side of that man.

The first thing that catches my eye is the neatly stacked vinyl records, all of which are jazz classics, this kind of thing looks inconspicuous, but there are not many surviving versions, some versions are simply sky-high, and I don't know where the man collected them.

Then there are the cigars, all Cuban production, without a single miscellaneous product, and I think he is still a senior cigar customer.

There are cigars, of course, and whiskeys, both of which are the strongest island whiskies, so it's no wonder that after all these years, there are still good smells of booze and smoke.

The small collection is dominated by old-fashioned cameras, including Leica and Hasselblad, and a full set of equipment for washing photos next to it, and it seems that the man is still a veteran photographer.

In the corner was gym equipment, and the dumbbells were bigger than his head......

These things revolve around the large comfy bed in the center, which is covered in fluffy Australian sheepskin

Chu Zihang sat on the bed in a daze, and suddenly felt the man's breath extremely strongly.

The small building actually has three basement floors, but perhaps the basement three floors were abandoned at the beginning of the construction, and this level is not accessible from normal passages.

So Chu Tianjiao chiseled through the floor slab, opened this hidden space, and turned it into his own underground villa.

This man is not prepared to live a low-key life at all, he is just too good at disguise and puts away all traces of himself.

But he never hid it from his son, so in Chu Zihang's heart, his father has always been complaining.

Chu Zihang suddenly recalled the family photo, sketching in his mind the muscular man with oily hair, wearing a tight T-shirt that outlined the lines of his muscles, wandering around the space, smoking a cigar and holding whiskey, he leaned against the pool to develop the photo, and the subwoofer played the song "Sad Hotel" sung by Elvis Presley in 1956.

There is also a disassembled Buretta pistol on the workbench next to it, the modified version has increased its strength, and the warhead is hand-carved with ten Yu flowers, which explode immediately when it enters the enemy's body, and the small machine that carves the bullet is next to it.