The Nicks of Intertwined Fates Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Outer Saint and the Inner King (2)
Ye Suqin bent his waist, leaning against the wall, his feet on the ground, as soft as an animal's flesh on the ground, without a trace of sound leaking out.
With Ye Suqin's stealth technique, he was sure that he could strike before anyone could react.
Lifting the curtain of the door, the furnishings inside are not much different from before leaving in the morning, except for a suitcase and old-fashioned cloth bag in the hall of more than ten square meters.
The sound of a pot being brushed in the kitchen was heard, and a slender figure was busy, occasionally coming out of it a powerful retro tune β a high-powered elderly machine playing a popular square dance.
The old man fried a few bowls of vegetables and brought them out, and when he saw the child at the door, his eyes quickly curved, and even the wrinkles on his forehead jumped.
"Ah Kasa is back," the old man put down the bowl and rubbed his hands enthusiastically with his bib, strode over, and hugged Ye Suqin in his arms, jumping up and down, like a child who didn't grow up.
Ye Suqin let out a sigh of relief and made a false alarm.
"Grandma, why are you here?"
"Didn't your mother tell you? I'm coming over recently. Yang Yunfen beckoned her eldest grandson to sit down, poured tea and water, and took out a lot of snacks from her bag.
"Grandma, don't be busy, I'm not hungry." Looking at the colorful and green snacks in front of him, Ye Suqin had a black line. The old people buy old-fashioned snacks such as dried bayberry, sesame cakes, and twist flowers, and people lose their appetite when they look at the packaging.
Yang Yunfen put down the tea, very enthusiastic, "Eldest grandson, how are you studying lately?" I heard that the third year of high school is particularly tiring, are you still adapting? Oh, by the way, as soon as I talk about it, I complain all over my stomach, your mother is really, look at what she usually eats for you? It's going to take the college entrance examination, boiled cabbage all day long, dried eggplant or something, I can't even see a little meat, it's time to make up for the body, look at her, do you look like a mother? Everyone else is burning her buttocks, and she is still good. I'm. β
"I knew that I wasn't there, I couldn't do anything, it was a mess."
"Grandma, don't talk about mom like that, it's not easy for her." Ye Suqin stuck out his tongue.
"I know, I know, but, just look at the anger." Yang Yunfen was angry, and then her face darkened again, "It's good that your father is here, he has a double major in arts and sciences, and he was the top student in the college entrance examination back then, but it's a pity that ββγ β
"Okay, grandma, what is the past, what do you want to do with it." Ye Suqin hurriedly went over to caress her back and smoothed her back, "I miss my grandmother's cooking recently, and this time is a blessing." β
Yang Yunfen smiled, "You said, grandma will buy you vegetables, just mention whatever you want to eat." β
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The lights in the distance are bright, extravagant, the bridge of more than 300 meters is constantly flashing with light shows, the lake has become bizarre, on the sidewalks on the roadside, stalls, night fishing, singing and dancing, short videos and live broadcasts abound, pedestrians come and go.
In contrast to the bustle of the riverbank, there are bridges and caves below, where scavengers live in rooms made of discarded newspapers and cardboard boxes.
Extravagance and poverty, prosperity and filth, form a communicative distinction here.
Li Hui sat alone on the cement pier, and the tide came up and flooded the pier pillars. He hugged his knees, isolated and helpless, like a child abandoned by the world, wandering alone in light and darkness.
There was a sound of wading water behind him, and someone climbed up the pier pillar.
He was still like that, a delicate handmade suit casually draped over his shoulders, a white shirt with two rows of buttons unbuttoned, exposing his bronzed skin and fortress-like pectoral muscles. At first glance, it is a big man who has been in a high position for a long time.
He placed a handbag on the ground with Hanashi on the packaging, and as soon as he heard the name, he knew it was a Japanese restaurant.
He took out the contents of the bag in the same way and laid them out on the uneven concrete floor. The cardboard box contains snacks such as sashimi, sushi, yakiniku, and tempura, as well as various small plates, vinegar, soy sauce, and wasabi.
Five small porcelain bottles, that's plum sake.
"Usually when something unpleasant happens, you hide here. Over the years, this has become a spiritual pure land for you to escape from reality. The middle-aged man sat down next to him and looked ahead.
The water surface is sparkling, reflecting the dripping lights on the bridge, and the cool breeze blows in the face, with the unique freshness of the large area of water.
Li Hui grinned, showing a smile that was uglier than crying.
"I just got off the plane, and a lot of the inside story is not very clear, but I also know that Zhang Xuan died in the line of duty. I know you're sad at the moment, very sad, as if someone is pulling you out of the heart. I know it's like being drowned in water, unable to get rid of it, and not being able to die. The man patted him on the shoulder.
"Since you were a child, there weren't many people close to you, and I was away all the year round, and I couldn't do everything, but I also felt guilty. Over the years, you have been wronged. When you were seven years old, I was a college student, you followed me, but I couldn't pull you to grow up, so I had no choice but to entrust you to your master, thinking that I could find you a good family and live a good life. Now that I think about it, this move was a mistake after all. β
"Brother, don't say it."
"I've always been against you joining the police, the police system in Cavendi is terminally ill, you're too upright to be in the same league as you, and I've always been worried about when I'll receive bad news from you."
"Your master is like this, for decades, he hasn't moved an inch, and he almost fell into disrepute. There are many dangers, you know better than me. He turned his head to look at him and sighed, "I know I can't persuade you, but no matter when, if you want to understand, you can pick any position on my side." β
"What did you run away from home for?" Li Hui asked rhetorically.
The man is speechless, in order to realize his inner ideals and ambitions.
"I'm the same, I know that the system is rotten, and if everyone retreats, then the country will end sooner or later, and there have to be some generous people who try to come out, otherwise, it will be too uneasy."
He suddenly laughed, picked up the sake and drank it all, "The marks left by your master on you are too heavy, he is a good policeman, Kavendi is really a rare good policeman, but unfortunately, not one or two good policemen can hold up the banner of justice." β
"Brother doesn't have many relatives in this world, and he doesn't want to lose anyone again. Zhang Xuan is just the beginning, I'm sorry, although it's not good to say these things at this time, but the starting point of everything is for your good, just like those tireless parents, nagging their children to study hard and be admitted to a good university, so that they can find a good job in the future. In fact, they know that their children are not interested in this, some may like music, some may like painting, but they still ruthlessly force them to give up music and painting, because music and painting can't fill their stomachs, but good education can. β
"You may not feel anything in this position, like the hardworking people in this country. The storm has arrived, and a drastic change is brewing. Cavendi has come to the edge of history, and he is in a difficult situation both internally and externally. The international financial sector has already laid out its knives and forks, and the domestic separatist forces have been gearing up, and military conflicts are intensifying. β
"Police officers are also soldiers. I don't want to hear bad news from you, and it looks like it's only a matter of time before you continue like this. β
"I know, I know, I know that you have everything for my good." Li Hui suddenly roared, "But, this is my country, you can go to the United States, go to Europe, and continue to live a drunken life, but I can't, I was born in this land since I was a child." β
"Are you blaming me?"
"Brother, you are a cultural person, you have a high vision, in your world view, there is no distinction between nationalities, no political positions, no distinction between nationalities, and there are only interests. But I'm different, I'm just a rough person, and I understand some bad truths such as the rise and fall of a country. β
The man sighed softly and did not speak.
"Everyone has to go their own way in the end, no matter how easy or difficult this road is, they have to go down like a dumb man." Li Hui said lonely.
The man chuckled, "Ash, you've finally grown up. β
The two looked at each other, smiled bitterly, picked up the wine jug and touched it gently, although they hadn't seen each other for many years, but there was no trace of rustiness, he was still the barefoot little kid, he was still the college student who worried about the world. The only difference is that both of them are old, but the friendship has not changed.
The two drank for a while with the snacks and talked about the trivial matters of the past.
The middle-aged man mentioned with emotion, "This time, I went to Grandma Li's grave to worship first, Xiaojun was buried with her, next July, it is his forty-year-old Yin birthday, time flies so fast, blink of an eye, I am stunned." β
Li Hui's eyes were red, "I owe Brother Xiaojun a life." β
In a trance, time returned to 26 years ago, in the dark but full of "light" alley.
Twenty-six years ago, the world's extreme academic organization Samsara (Samsara) was forced to develop members, and focused on the emerging star of the academic community at that time - the impermanence of many physics papers published on the academic dark web InheritLG.
The dark web nickname impermanence is impermanence, which is Ye Yanyan. With an IQ of more than 180, during his freshman year, he demonstrated through simple physical experiments in the physical microscopic mode, the detailed discussion of the linear intersection law of microparticles and the relationship between anchor points in the non-observational hypothetical mode, which almost slapped Heisenberg quantum mechanics in the face, but unfortunately this set of theories was only published on a niche platform such as the dark web, and has never received high attention from the academic community in various countries.
Just like the Russian mathematical genius Grigory Perelman, when he used a simpler formula to prove the PoincarΓ© conjecture, almost none of the more than 300 top academic experts from all over the world who attended the meeting understood it, and everyone was confused, and even many people thought he was talking nonsense.
It turns out that in the face of madmen, geniuses can only be willing to play the role of clowns.
Ye Yanyan is undoubtedly the madman. And Samsara is precisely the concentration of madmen.
This is a painful decision, and it is also a painful process, and it is an unbearable experience for either side, because if Samsara wants to invite him to join, he has to face the schemes and methods of a top genius, and Ye Yanyan wants to get rid of this absurd organization, and has to face opponents whose methods are not weaker than himself.
So, there is the next story.