That night, the night was as deep as a thick inkstone, so deep that it could not be dissolved—it was still as silent as it was that night...... The street lamps are extraordinarily soft and gentle – like pearls that glitter in the dark......

There seemed to be a lot less dark clouds in the sky than there had been that night—the moon, which had the face of a beautiful woman, opened its big eyes and seemed not tired at all when it had been gazing at the earth.

Therefore, some of the vegetation in the bushes, such as the outlines of the branches of trees, flowers and grasses, are more clearly seen under the reflection of the moonlight and street lamps.

At first, Tang Shu, who was standing and waiting, carried a nervous mission, and the taste was of course mixed...... Pain and anticipation ran rampant in his mind—he was so nervous that his trembling legs could barely stand on his feet.

Then, slowly, he was calm, his eyes were blazing, and his mind was undistracted—he had made up his mind to act tonight without fear, and he pondered and pondered:

"Whoever that dark shadow is, if I do, what should I do? - Do you want to yell like in the film and television drama - stop! ”

If the shadow is afraid...... If he ran away, he thought about it for a moment and simply said:

"Don't you run? Where to run? - Not really...... I have a knife...... I want your life!" Then he took this knife with a spring and stabbed it directly......

After thinking about it, my mood was not as scared as I started, and I returned to my usual calm feeling.

He was looking forward and waiting......

Every sound, even the slightest sound, even the rustle of a breeze and the swaying of a leaf, he paid special attention to it, and did not let go of any doubt......

He felt ready to catch that dark shadow at any time...... He leaned forward......

10, 20, 30...... The minutes ticked by......

However, half an hour passed...... An hour had passed, and the strange black shadow had not yet appeared.

He began to calm down—his mind calmed down, his blood cooled...... I don't have the same impulse as I started with.

He thought that all this he was doing now was fabrication, hearsay, and chasing after the wind...... I even think it's a bit ridiculous, it's just a big joke in the world.

Zheng Wei was just joking with him, he felt that he took Zheng Wei as a real thing, and he didn't even sleep sleepy, and stayed here in the middle of the night.

But these inexplicable thoughts, creeping into his mind and taking possession of his childish and inquisitive mind, compelled him to do so—and it would be worth it if his doubts could be dispelled.

He wanted the shadow to appear, but he didn't want it to appear...... He left the ambush under the yellow cypress tree and walked slowly around the path of the garden.

The creatures in the neighborhood tonight seemed to be deliberate, and the slightest sound could not be heard anywhere - all the silence, silence, silence......

He also saw that the wild cats in the neighborhood had also curled up in the bushes - sleeping peacefully.

He climbed to a low wall and sat down, and from here he could see the small park with abundant vegetation next to it.

He saw this park...... He remembered the scene of his first encounter with Song Jie, and unconsciously thought of Song Jie contemplatively...... At this time, Song Jie may have fallen asleep.

At this moment, a "babbling-ah" opening of the door, and the slight snapping of a branch, reached his diaphragm—apparently taken aback......

What surprised him even more was that he came to the bottom of Building C and looked at Song Jie's window, only to see that the light was on in the window......

He hurried to the foot of the yellow cypress tree—just holding his breath...... There was a clear sound of footsteps in the garden—from far and near, fast, gentle, and yet careful.

Listen to the footsteps coming in his direction, and the footsteps are getting closer and closer......

"Wow, he's coming...... He's finally here...... I finally got ......"

He thought to himself, both terrified and impatient.

He hurriedly took the switchblade out of his pocket, but in his panic he couldn't open it—for some unknown reason...... But his eyes flashed with red sparks, and his hair trembled slightly with fear and anger.

The footsteps kept coming towards him—he hastened to hide behind the bushes, leaned over to meet the footsteps, and when the dark shadow approached, he looked up......

Oh my God! - This is actually his father Tang Kui!

Tang Shu couldn't believe his eyes, and rubbed his blurred eye sockets, but he still recognized that this black shadow was indeed his father.

Although his father was wearing a mask, a black cloak on his head, and the brim of the hat was pulled very low, covering his entire face, Tang Shu clearly recognized that this was his father's back that he was too familiar with.

Tang Kui tiptoed into the door of Building C where Song Jie lived, climbed to the fifth floor, walked into Song Jie's warm and sweet boudoir, and got into Song Jie's gentle and warm quilt full of women's body fragrance......

Of course, Tang Kui didn't expect his son to squat here to supervise him at night without sleeping at night, so he didn't pay attention to and found Tang Shu......

The bushes all covered Tang Shu, although he was not discovered—however, Tang Shu shivered, trembled, and panicked...... He ducked as hard as he could.

Suddenly, Tang Shu made a 180-degree turn - the original jealous, jealous, ready to commit murder, and seemingly powerful little boy turned into a timid mouse, weak, weak, and timid......

He was caught off guard by the suddenness of his father Tang Kui, and he was not prepared at all, and then he slowly felt surprised and frightened and frightened, and his face was like earth.

But after a while, when the silence was all over again, he rose from the bushes, and remembered, "Why did my father come into the garden in the middle of the night?" ”

He dropped the switchblade on the grass in a state of panic and fear, but he didn't even think about finding it—he was ashamed of his father's vileness, filth, and even the heart of a man.

He instantly realized what was going on—like a burning charcoal fire being poured on a bucket of cold water—which confirmed that his father did have that kind of relationship with Song Jie...... If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it at all, and he had been deceived by Song Jie's lies all along.