I ate soft rice in those years

The reason why Zhuang Zongyuan went to city b was because of the pair of ancient coins in the collection room.

He always dreams these days and nights, but when he wakes up the next day, there are only some vague scenes left in his mind.

The only thing he remembers clearly is that the long road leading to the collection room was in front of him in the middle of the night, as if something was attracting him.

Following this feeling, he walked forward slowly until he reached the place where the ancient coins were placed.

Those two copper coins were faintly glowing in the dark, faint but not to be ignored.

All obstacles had disappeared, and he reached out to touch it, but the two streams of twilight merged together, spinning and rising continuously.

Then he will wake up.

Once there is something he cares about, Zhuang Zongyuan will not ignore it. He is used to taking everything into his own hands, which is one of the reasons why he has been invincible for so many years.

So that morning he took a private helicopter directly to city b.

When we got off the plane, there were already people waiting in the distance.These are the bosses of some companies, and those who got the news early in the morning all rushed here, thinking that they could have some kind of communication with this long-famous Mr. Zhuang, even if they could get acquainted, it would be good.

For this kind of scene, Zhuang Zongyuan didn't care much, and walked forward directly.

Several middle-aged men in suits and leather shoes were waiting with warm smiles on their faces, "Mr. Zhuang, you have heard a lot about him."

Zhuang Zongyuan laughed at their beckoning, and said to the secretary beside him, "Where are the grandchildren of Yu's parents buried?"

Yuan Wei looked at the notebook in his hand and replied, "In the northern suburbs."

A person next to him heard Zhuang Zongyuan mention this, and asked with some uncertainty: "Is Mr. Zhuang connected with the Yu family?"

Zhuang Zongyuan glanced at him indifferently, but did not speak.

But the man became bold when he saw this, looked at his face and continued to think, "Why don't you say that the Yu family is all pitiful, the father's generation had accidents, and the grandparents died of illness, the only one left The ones who came down also went to prison. But the Yu family is an older generation's family anyway, and they have made good friends with many people. Even if such a big incident happened, the Yu family still has some weight in city b."

"Illness?" Zhuang Zongyuan stopped in his tracks, grasping the point he wanted to know, "Did you die due to illness?"

The man opened his eyes staring at him, and nodded in a daze, "Yes, yes."

He was a little uncertain, did he remember wrongly?

He squinted at the person next to him with doubts in his eyes, and the other person also looked confused. He really died of illness.

Seeing this scene, Zhuang Zongyuan narrowed his eyes, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

The story of the death of Yu's parents' grandson was spread all over City B back then, how could it turn out that he died of illness now.

He didn't waste much time with these people, and went directly to the cemetery in the car, but his expression had changed a little.

He already had a premonition that this journey was destined to be extraordinary.

The vehicle stopped when it reached a high-end cemetery.

There was also a guard in front of the door, looking at a car parked outside with a cold and serious expression.

When you walk in, you will find that there are fresh flower bouquets placed in front of each tomb. When the wind blows, petals of different colors will float in the air and fly to the distance. The air is also mixed with the aroma of various flowers. strong.

Zhuang Zongyuan held his cane in his hand and walked step by step across the marble floor without looking sideways. The bottom of the cane touched the stone under his feet, making a dull sound.

Finally, the footsteps stopped in front of a black tombstone.

The weather is fine today, and looking at the back of the cemetery, you can still see the rolling mountains in the distance and the blue sky.

Zhuang Zongyuan stopped there for a while, then looked down at the tombstone.

None of the rest of the above, including family background, identity, and time of death.

Only the word "Yu Qin" is engraved on it.

That was the name of the owner of the tomb.

The font is unrestrained and uninhibited, elegant and unconventional.

Seeing this, Zhuang Zongyuan became expressionless and silent. Something kept popping up in his mind, but it would always be shattered at the moment when the whole picture was revealed.

He suddenly felt a feeling of suffocation, as if he had fallen into the water and everything was shielded from the outside, but the hand holding the cane tightened even more.

Zhuang Zongyuan held his cane and wanted to take a step forward, but the situation in the sky suddenly changed. The sky was clear and cloudless just now, but at this moment, dark clouds spread all over in an instant.

Then the next moment, the raindrops fell sparsely, and after a while, it fell in a big way.

All the things that appeared in my mind just now seemed to disappear without a trace with the rain.

Zhuang Zongyuan looked up at the sky without blinking his eyes, but the expression on his face was unpredictable.

Secretary Yuan hurried back to the car to get an umbrella, and when he came back, he saw Zhuang Zongyuan walking slowly in the pouring rain.

The raindrops wet his hair and clothes, but even so, he couldn't be seen in the slightest distress, only his eyes were deep, which made people fear for no reason.

Yuan Wei opened the car door beside Zhuang Zongyuan and let him get in the car, but at this moment, the sky was full of thunder and lightning.Everything was unexpected, and many people hurriedly hid in the car.

Then Zhuang Zongyuan heard a loud noise behind him.

Zhuang Zongyuan and Yuan Wei looked back, only to see a bolt of lightning falling straight down, hitting the tombstone they had just seen.

With a bang, the black gravel exploded and scattered in all directions. A grain of stone leaped over from a distance and then slowly rolled down to Zhuang Zongyuan's feet.

Yuan Wei was terrified when he saw this, but Zhuang Zongyuan slowly bent down to pick up the stones at his feet, which still had the temperature of being struck by lightning, and it could even be said to be hot, but he turned over the gravel as usual.

Everything is like a cloud of fog, which cannot be solved or explored clearly.

But Zhuang Zongyuan had faintly noticed something in his heart.

He squeezed the stone tightly, looked at the sky in the distance, and said to Yuan Wei: "Go and find out about Yu Qin. Everything."

It was still raining outside, Zhuang Zongyuan went back to the house he had bought in city b.

There was constant wind and rain outside the window. Zhuang Zongyuan opened the curtains, and the branches outside were swaying. Chu Wenlin was on the other end of the phone. He also saw the heavy rain outside and sighed: "It's raining heavily."

"Probably because it's summer." Zhuang Zongyuan turned around and walked closer, Chu Wenlin asked about his work, Zhuang Zongyuan smiled lightly, and coaxed him away by saying that it was okay.

Hearing Chu Wenlin yawn, Zhuang Zongyuan asked, "Sleepy?"

"Well, it's getting late." Chu Wenlin picked up the clock and glanced at it, "I'm going to take a shower."

"Go ahead and remember to dry your hair."

Chu Wenlin nodded, but forgot to turn off the video. Zhuang Zongyuan sat on the edge of the bed, clasped his hands and propped his chin, while listening to the sound of water in Chu Wenlin's bathroom on the phone, while watching the constant wind and rain outside the window.

The next day, Yuan Wei delivered all of Yu Qin's materials to Zhuang Zongyuan.

Without exception, there are no photographs of this person.

Yuan Wei also found it strange, but it is true that there is no picture of this person anywhere.

Zhuang Zongyuan checked page by page, but there was no trace of the so-called "lover".

Until he saw a manor.

He remembered that Yu Qin was rumored to have died here.

He stopped his movements, raised his head and looked at Yuan Wei, "Go to this manor."

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There were not many vehicles along the way. It was a remote and secluded place, which belonged to private territory, and not many people knew about it.

The cypress trees outside the car window faded back, leaving only some afterimages.

As the distance got closer, Zhuang Zongyuan's familiar feeling became stronger and stronger, and his heart gradually sank.

The car stopped outside the gate of the manor, Yuan Wei opened the door, Zhuang Zongyuan got out of the car, his leather shoes stepped on a thick layer of leaves on the ground, it rained last night, the road was still muddy, but Zhuang Zongyuan walked in without caring.

The manor in front of him was dilapidated, and some places even collapsed.

It's only a few years, if there is no man-made reason, it is reasonable to say that it will not be damaged to this extent.

But Yuan Wei didn't think too much about it, and directly took out tools from the trunk of the car and knocked on the lock, leading Zhuang Zongyuan inside.

But the more he walked inside, Yuan Wei's expression became more and more surprised, and his eyes gradually became unbelievable.

Here, it clearly looks like Zhuang Zongyuan Manor in S City.

Except for untrimmed bushes and grass, collapsed and broken house corners.

But even if it looks fragmented, the overall layout cannot be changed or ignored.

Compared with City S, Yuan Wei can be said to be exactly the same here, exactly.

In the distance, there was even Zhuang Zongyuan's racecourse that had been repaired only a few mornings ago.

Yuan Wei thought it was his own eyesight at first glance, but no matter how he looked at it, the similarity between the two could not be ignored.

He really didn't know what was going on this time. He looked at Zhuang Zongyuan, but unexpectedly found that there was no surprise on his face, as if he had thought of it long ago.

He walked a few more steps forward, his eyes flicked over the desolate land, the broken windows, the forest in the distance, and the fragments of scenes from the previous dream suddenly emerged in his mind.

Everything, like a string of undeleted data, poured into my mind.

What happened in the cemetery happened again. Suddenly, there was a strong wind, which rolled up the leaves on the ground, hovered in the air, and made a whining sound, and the wind blade scraped on the face like a blade.

Yuan Wei glanced at the familiar manor again, suddenly felt a little creepy, and there was an unstoppable coolness behind his back, "Mr. Zhuang, this..."

"Go back to S City." Zhuang Zongyuan didn't say too much, let alone look here again.

He only wanted to see Chu Wenlin now.

He immediately turned around and walked towards the direction of the car. Yuan Wei didn't want to stay here for a long time, so he quickly followed.

The helicopter rotated its rotor blades and flew towards the apron behind the manor. Chu Wenlin had already received a call from Zhuang Zongyuan and was waiting outside the apron. The huge airflow formed a strong wind and swept across the entire apron.Chu Wenlin's hair and clothes were blowing with the wind, and the hair in front of him covered his eyes.

After the plane stopped, he stretched out his hand to push back his hair, and then his vision became clear, and he saw Zhuang Zongyuan getting off the plane opposite him, walking straight towards him, with a familiar yet unfamiliar smile on his lips.

Seeing this kind of smile, Chu Wenlin froze for a moment, and took a few steps forward involuntarily.

Zhuang Zongyuan had also come close, looking deeply into his eyes while smiling.

The helicopter took off again behind him, and the strong wind blew their hair away again.

Zhuang Zongyuan kissed the corner of Chu Wenlin's mouth slowly, and whispered:

"I am back."

The author has something to say: Still writing and still writing

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: FaustusS, sunshine, Xiao Zhan's wife, and Ah Chang;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!