Fusheng Chronicle

"Professor Miao, someone is looking for you outside."

After school, the exit of the university was crowded with people.When Miao Changfeng walked out with his briefcase under his arm, he heard the guard call him.

"Are you looking for me?" Miao Changfeng was a little surprised, just as he turned around, he saw Zhou Shengxiao in black walking towards him.

A man in a black suit with gold ironing, pushing a bicycle.As if separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, Miao Changfeng was in a trance for a moment.

"Professor Miao, I'm sorry to bother you." Zhou Shengxiao's voice was cold and long, as if piercing through the torrent of time, beating on Miao Changfeng's heart in a daze.

The two found a milk tea shop near the school and sat down.Zhou Shengxiao ordered a cold drink, and Miao Changfeng ordered a cup of warm red bean milk tea.

Zhou Shengxiao completely ignored the gazes of the people around him, looked at Miao Changfeng and said, "I have something to ask."

"What's the matter?" Miao Changfeng was quite surprised. In his eyes, Zhou Shengxiao was both powerful and mysterious. He didn't seem like someone who would ask others to do things.

Zhou Shengxiao said: "I hope you can go to Henan with me in three days."

Miao Changfeng took a sip of milk tea, with some milk stains on his lips: "Henan? What are you going to do in Henan?"

Zhou Shengxiao stretched out his hand, his fingers were as white as jade, and gently wiped away the white spots on Miao Changfeng's lips.The cream color suits the fingers very well, and it is impossible to tell whose color is darker.

"Why... how..." Miao Changfeng was stiff all over, his face was burning hot.He didn't expect that he would be so embarrassed.

"You have milk stains on your lips."

Miao Changfeng lowered his eyelids, feeling a sense of loss for no reason.He said softly: "I have lectures these days, I'm afraid I don't have time to go to Henan."

"It's a very important thing." Zhou Shengxiao frowned slightly.

Miao Changfeng hesitated for a while before saying, "Why do you want me to go with you?"

Obviously that day, I told him so indifferently, it has nothing to do with you.

Zhou Shengxiao's cold eyes fell on Miao Changfeng, he thought for a while and said, "I'm in a little trouble, about money. I thought you are a professor of economics, maybe you can help me."

For a moment, Miao Changfeng's heart really throbbed.He seemed unable to resist anything about Zhou Shengxiao.This man shrouded in mystery, like a ray of light in the fog, is extremely alluring.

Zhou Shengxiao's reason was too far-fetched, even he found it unbelievable.Anyone who has trouble with money will go to an economics professor immediately, not for investing.But Miao Changfeng would rather believe that this is true.

"Forget it, I also want to travel to Henan recently, so I'll go with you by the way."

Zhou Shengxiao smiled faintly: "Thank you."

He didn't say thanks easily, Miao Changfeng had helped him a lot.Perhaps the torment of a thousand years can finally disappear.

Miao Changfeng blushed, took a sip of the milk tea in front of him.

Zhou Shengxiao and Miao Changfeng were scheduled to leave in three days. He had already contacted the third master in advance, and his bags were all ready.The store was watched by Xu Yanbao, and Zhou Shengxiao had explained to the third master that if he never came back this time, then everything in the store would be left to Xu Yanbao.

Part of it can be sold, and all the money in exchange will be donated to Miao Changfeng.The other part that cannot be sold will be left in the shop, and the third master will teach Xu Yanbao how to look after the shop, so as to maintain Fusheng shop for a long time.

Zhou Shengxiao made all-out plans, and on the night before his departure, he sat in the small courtyard and drank tea.The night sky is dotted with stars, like a silent and dark tomb.There is no sky, no beginning and no end.

He was brewing a cup of tea, white smoke curled up, and the fragrance was tangy.Recalling the long life, he was unconscious.Because there is nothing memorable, all the time is submerged in the rolling river of history.

Death, to him, is just another kind of relief.

The night passed, and he sat in the yard until dawn.The dew was heavy at night, and the clothes were half wet.

When Xu Yanbao rubbed his eyes and walked into the long corridor, he was startled when he saw the back of the man in the yard, and said in astonishment: "Brother Zhou, why are you up so early?"

Zhou Shengxiao did not respond to him, but was flipping through the ancient book in his hand.The book was yellow and old, and only a few blurred handwriting could be seen on the cover.

Xu Yanbao took a closer look, and couldn't help saying: "Brother Zhou, your clothes are all wet, you must have sat here all night, right?"

"So what." Zhou Shengxiao tilted his head, his clothes fluttering in the wind.His eyes were as silent as a pool of stagnant water, lifeless.

Xu Yanbao vaguely felt this change, but couldn't express it.He opened his mouth and said, "Are you going to leave today?"

"Yes."

Xu Yanbao didn't ask to go with him this time, no matter how bad he is, he still understands the seriousness of the situation.I heard from the third master that Zhou Shengxiao went there with the determination to die.

Why do you still want to go when you know you are going to die?

Xu Yanbao didn't understand it, and I believe most people in the world couldn't understand it either.Some people, some things, are destined to walk alone.

Moments passed and the sun rose.The sky is the most clear and bright in the morning, and the white clouds are drifting slowly inadvertently.The warm orange light is refracted on the ground through the window lattice, just like those flowers and plants in a corner.

Miao Changfeng got off the taxi, pulled up the suitcase, walked slowly through the damp alley, and walked towards Fusheng shop.The sunlight cast a long shadow behind him, and gradually dissipated into nothingness.

The sound of suitcases rubbing against the ground, the sound of dew falling from the eaves.The mountains in the distance are looming, and a layer of gilded brilliance emerges.

The man was waiting for him at the end of the alley.Black, gold satin.There was some luggage piled up beside him, and his clothes were blown up by the wind, as if he would leave with the wind the next moment.

Zhou Shengxiao.Miao Changfeng said the name silently in his heart.Could it be that no matter how hard he tried, their hearts would never get closer.

"You came."

Suddenly, Miao Changfeng had the urge to cry.He was not such an emotional man, but there was an emotion lingering in his heart, waiting for such a moment to surge out.

Zhou Shengxiao picked up the luggage and walked towards him.

The sun jumped between them, showing a little gold through the gaps in the trees.Miao Changfeng was slightly taken aback, then suddenly smiled.No matter how far apart they are, one day, they will meet.

Just like at this moment, he stood opposite him.

"Let's go, the third master is waiting for us at the door."

The moment they passed by, Miao Changfeng grabbed Zhou Shengxiao's clothes.He just followed behind him and walked out of the narrow alley.

The sun outside, wandering in a piece of blue.

There was an off-road vehicle parked at the door, and the third master got out of the vehicle to help them carry their luggage.There were a lot of weird things piled up behind, and Miao Changfeng glanced at them, they were all shovels and the corner of the gun handle.

"Where are we going?" Despite this, Miao Changfeng did not flinch in fear.

Zhou Shengxiao looked at the road ahead: "Jiaozuo."

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