"Okay, do whatever you want, just as if I didn't exist." Yang Zhexuan looked at him with a smile, and then yawned lazily.

At second glance, he could finally accurately describe the man in front of him - although his surface was very calm, his eyes would inadvertently reveal a sadness as light as water, which made people feel that he was not happy.

Song Chang didn't answer, and walked straight to Zhang Fan, who was sitting on the ground, rummaging for something on him.

Before Zhang Fan could say a word, Song Chang quickly pulled out a document from the inside pocket of his jacket.

The people who fell to the ground seemed to accept the pain and were getting up one after another.

Zhang Fan also stood up with a heavy movement, looking pained: "I have decided to quit, why can't you let me go?" ”

His tone was not as fierce as before, and even had a hint of compromise.

"I just don't want to do anything wrong anymore, is that wrong?"

These unprovoked words made Song Chang a little puzzled, but he still said: "I didn't want to hurt you, my task is to get the documents back, and I don't want to know about other things." ”

"What is this?" The document was tightly held in the man's hand, and Yang Zhexuan on the side leaned out and asked.

He observed the man's facial expression with his peripheral vision, and could see his brow frown slightly.

It seems that the man should be completely ignorant of the contents of the document, which is the best and saves a lot of trouble.

"I don't believe it, who doesn't know that the people of the Dead Leaf Organization have always been ruthless." Zhang Fan's expression did not relax at all, and his expression was still tense.

At the beginning, Zhang Fan made ill-gotten gains by selling powder, but he didn't dare to buy a house in the bustling downtown area, he didn't want others to find him easily.

He just wanted to live quietly, but he didn't expect someone to find him.

Hearing this, Lu Xiao's heart suddenly trembled, but he didn't know why.

It is undeniable that Zhang Fan is right, as a person from the Withered Leaf Organization, he is also ruthless.

He couldn't remember how he became ruthless step by step, only that he was afraid of blood, and it wasn't until Uncle Liu praised him for completing the final assessment - killing people and killing his best brother that he realized that he had become ruthless.

"Lu Xiao, you remember, in the organization, you are no longer you, you are a withered leaf butterfly, and you are the one who clears all the people who stand in my way, so you must learn to be ruthless, and you can only be ruthless."

In a way, I am a thoroughly bad person, and my sins are unforgivable.

But now was not the time to be cranky, at this moment, he was more concerned about the identity of the man.

"I don't know what you mean by dead leaf organization, I said, I'm just here to get the files back." Song Chang's tone was calm and unwavering.

"Since you're not from the Dead Leaf Organization, you don't know what kind of document this is."

Zhang Fan seemed to know that the man would not really hurt him, and his tone revealed a faint mockery.

He looked around at his relatives and nodded to them that it was all right. Then a gesture was made, and the relatives dispersed.

Now there are only three people left at the door: Song Chang, Yang Zhexuan and Zhang Fan.

After the task was completed, Song Chang stood aside and did not leave. He could have gone back as usual, but this time he hesitated.

His instincts told him that this document was about something very important and that he couldn't leave yet.

He and Yang Zhexuan glanced at each other, looked at Zhang Fan again, and wanted to hear him continue, but he didn't expect Zhang Fan to suddenly raise his fist, as if he had gathered all his strength, and attacked Song Chang's chest.

With years of training experience, Song Chang effortlessly felt the muscles of Zhang Fan's body, and expected him to do this.

He leaned back slightly, Zhang Fan pounced, and then he took advantage of the situation to pull Zhang Fan, who had not yet stood firm, to prevent him from falling due to inertia.

When Zhang Fan stood still, Song Chang held his arm and asked calmly, "Can you tell me what kind of document this is?" ”

Zhang Fan, who had just lost his sense of balance and was not standing firmly, almost fell, but at this moment his heartbeat was so violent that he could even hear his own heartbeat.

He closed his eyes tightly, then opened them, and then looked at the man again.

The man is in good shape, although he always has a cold face, but he exudes righteousness all over his body, he doesn't look like a bad person, and his tense heart is slightly relaxed.

In fact, just now I just wanted to test whether the man would hurt him, and now that I have confirmed, I can tell the man about the document.

The clouds cleared, and the sky was so blue that it seemed to have been filtered out of all the colors.

Song Chang was driving to the downtown area of Windy City, and Lu Xiao sat in the co-pilot, pretending to enjoy the scene outside, silently observing the man.

The man's appearance is quite handsome, with an angular face without much expression, and eyes as deep as the deep sea.

He should be the object of admiration of many women, but unfortunately he is silent, cold, and not a person who often laughs at first glance, or rather, he has not encountered anything that makes him happy in years.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet." He was the first to break the silence.

"Before you ask someone's name, should I tell them my name?" Song Chang stared at the road ahead and said with a bdifferent expression.

One more point: high alertness and not easily trusting others.

"Hello, my name is Yang Zhexuan, thank you for letting me hitchhike."

"You're welcome, my name is Song Chang." He tilted his head slightly, "Where do you live?" I'll send you back. ”

"Rongle Hotel."

Song Chang had heard of the Rong Le Hotel, which is a high-rise building facing the commercial street, the appearance is like a white castle, it is very magnificent, although the Le Rong Hotel is not one of the best hotels in the Windy City, but it is also famous.

Rongle Hotel is famous for its unique decoration style, it is not like ordinary hotels, every house is a unified style, Rongle Hotel's decoration style is changeable, each room is a different style, providing tourists with a variety of choices.

He stared at the road ahead, and he asked, "Rongle Hotel is in the city center, why did you choose to get off at the sparsely populated stop?" ”

Hearing this, a trace of uneasiness passed over Lu Xiao's face, but it quickly disappeared.

Because that site was relatively close to Zhang Fan's - of course he wouldn't say that.

He coughed lightly, not knowing how to answer, but he couldn't help answering, and said vaguely after a few seconds: "I didn't see the mistake when I bought the ticket, and I didn't refund the ticket because I thought it was troublesome, but fortunately I met you, thank you for sending me home." ”

Song Chang didn't say much about his answer, just nodded.

Yang Zhexuan looked out the window and exhaled lightly.

Maybe Song Chang just asked casually, and didn't care how others answered, which was quite in line with his ice cube face.

The car had already driven half the way, the sides of the road were no longer desolate, and there were some street blocks around it, giving it a hint of a town flavor.

When passing by a fork in the road and playing the steering wheel, a red bracelet was exposed on Song Chang's wrist.

Yang Zhexuan sat in the car, his eyes paying attention to the documents that Song Chang put next to the windshield from time to time.

Judging from the contacts along the way, Song Chang's skills should not be underestimated, and the chances of getting documents from him are very small.

"I couldn't wait for the car, so I walked forward for a while, and I happened to meet you in trouble, although I didn't see the situation clearly, but the encounter is fate, you say this is not God let us be friends?" Yang Zhexuan said with a sincere face, "How about Song Chang, make a friend?" ”

When it came to making friends, Song Chang didn't answer him immediately, but fell into silence.

He hadn't made friends for a long time, not because he didn't want to, but because he was afraid that others would find him boring.

But...... Yang Zhexuan in front of him is handsome, with a somewhat casual demeanor, which is quite similar to his previous self.

Yang Zhexuan saw that he didn't answer for a long time, and was wondering if he had said the wrong thing, or if his identity had been detected by him, thinking of this, his heart suddenly pinched.

Then he heard him say, "Okay, but I'm going to tell you in advance, I'm boring." ”

Yang Zhexuan's expression changed a few times, the panic just now had disappeared, and he smiled at him instead: "That's too coincidental, I'm also very boring, if you don't dislike it, we will be friends in the future." ”

When Song Chang heard him say this, his eyebrows and eyes stretched out, and his appearance was a little less impersonal.

The reason why he became friends with Song Chang was that Lu Xiao actually brought his own selfishness.

Uncle Liu told him that if he has a purpose for a person, he should first treat the other party as his own person, that is, a friend, because if he is a friend, it is more convenient to do things.

And...... To be honest, for so many years, except for the two years when he was friends with Yang Zhexuan, Lu Xiao has always been alone, although Song Chang is cold, but ...... It doesn't seem like a bad idea to be friends with him.

"Yang Zhexuan," Song Chang looked into the distance, and suddenly remembered the woods near Zhang Fan's house, "You say, a rich man died, why didn't the family bury the body in a better place, but in the deep mountains and old forests?" ”

"This question ......" Yang Zhexuan rubbed his chin, looked thoughtful, and said after a moment of silence, "People like to return to their roots, even if they are developed, they want to be buried in the place where they were born after they die." ”

"In other words, people like to be buried in the place they yearn for?"

"Yes, most of them. But that's what I said, it's not up to the person in charge of the burial to decide where to bury, and the person in front of you can't take care of what happens after death. ”

Emotions of nearness and confusion spread in Song Chang's chest, and he looked at the road ahead, as if looking at nothingness.

Yang Zhexuan is right, where to bury it is not up to him.

So is the mother's burial in a strange place a trust on her deathbed or the father's intention?

He felt as if something was blocking his chest, and he couldn't breathe, so he opened the window.

After that, he didn't speak anymore, and Yang Zhexuan didn't speak, he seemed to know what Song Chang was thinking, and he didn't bother him.

Suddenly, because of the bumpy road section, the document slipped next to the co-pilot, and Yang Zhexuan finally had the opportunity to approach the document.

Just when he was about to pick up the document, his phone rang suddenly, and the mobile phone rang slowly.

Yang Zhexuan's heart was a little irritable, and he originally wanted to chat with Song Chang about the documents by picking up the documents, and by the way, he set up Song Chang's bottom, but now, ......

He glanced at the interface of his mobile phone, and it was a call from Uncle Liu.

"Song Chang, can you stop the car? I had a phone call with home. ”

"Okay." Song Chang stopped the car and rolled the window to the end, and the sound of people and cars outside quickly came in.

Now we have arrived in the downtown area, and it will take about ten minutes to reach the Rongle Hotel.

It's different, it's really different, on the one hand it is depression and desolation, on the other side it is prosperity and liveliness, on the other hand it is poverty that it is powerless to change, and on the other hand it is born rich.

Some things are like that, and nothing can be done but sympathy.

After Yang Zhexuan got out of the car, he walked a few meters to make sure that he would not be heard by Song Chang, and pressed the answer button.