I don't want a crematorium

After agreeing to the dinner, Han Yang didn't stay in the hospital much, and was discharged that afternoon.

"The doctor said you can't drink now." Gu Yu persuaded, holding Han Yang's coat.

Han Yang didn't stop, "It's fine if you don't drink."

Gu Yu lowered his eyes helplessly, no one could persuade Han Yang to do what he wanted to do.

He picked up the suit from behind and put it on him, and asked softly, "Shall I pick you up at night?"

Han Yang nodded, "Wait for my call."

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It is said that it is meeting the elders, but in fact it can only be regarded as entertainment.

When Han Yang's father was imprisoned, these people had no one to help, and they chose to clean up their own, for fear of causing trouble to the upper body. Later, when an envelope with clarification evidence appeared in the public eye, they were willing to add a few words to the cake, He remembered it very clearly. Later, when he returned to China and started a consulting company, these uncles even asked people to ask him if he needed help, but he declined them all.

There is no need to hold grudges, and there is no need to be grateful for small favors. Han Yang knows that no one owes him, and he does not owe them either.

Today, I just care a little about the "that person" the other party said.

He walked into the hotel, walked up the steps slowly, and walked to the door of the reserved room, but suddenly stopped as if he had a premonition, and raised his eyes to look in front of him.

The door of the room was also opened from the inside at this time, and a waiter came out.

Then there were a crowd of unfamiliar faces sitting on the round table, and Han Yang saw the person directly opposite.

Wearing a gray fleece sweater, the other party slowly raised his eyes and looked over, with a refined face and a faint smile on his mouth.

He is a man of extraordinary appearance, but the fine lines around his eyes show that this man is no longer young.

The moment their eyes collided, Han Yang remembered who he was.

He used to be Han Yang's closest elder besides his father.

When they met for the first time, Han Yang was only ten years old, Mu Zecheng was in his 20s, and they were the most sympathetic uncles.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed.

From the time he went abroad to take over the family business until Han Yang's father was imprisoned, Han Yang never saw this man again, and he never expected to see him again after so many years.

He stood at the door, looking at Muze City quietly, until the people inside saw him, got up and welcomed him in, "Xiao Yang, why are you standing outside when you're here, come in, come in quickly." While speaking Seeing the gauze on Han Yang's head, he couldn't help being surprised, "Oh, what's wrong with your head?"

"It's okay, something happened." Han Yang replied indifferently, looking at Mu Zecheng's side.There was an empty seat there, which seemed a little deliberate, but it was obvious that it was left there on purpose.

Han Yang hadn't expected that the person who wanted to see him was Mu Zecheng, but it made sense after thinking about it carefully.After all, there are not many people who have anything to do with him now.

"It's good that you're fine, sit down quickly, and Uncle Mu has been waiting for you for a while." As he said that, the man took Han Yang to sit next to Mu Zecheng.

No matter how close the relationship is, it will feel a little strange after not seeing each other for so long, but Han Yang politely prepared to call Uncle Mu, but stopped when he saw the watch on his wrist under the gray sweater.

In an instant, the images from that night's dream flooded in.

In the dark night, he was forced to breathe hard by two people on the table, and slowly a figure appeared in his sight.

The man raised his hand and pinched Han Yang's face with his fingers.

The voice in the dream couldn't be heard clearly, and the meaning of the words only appeared in the mind when the words were heard, "Which hand did you touch with? The left hand? Or the right hand—"

Han Yang didn't speak. His face was pressed against the table and he couldn't move. When he looked up, he could barely see a black sweater collar.

The other party let go of his hand at this time, and held his right hand, "Then let's abolish this hand first."

In a terrifying silence, he grabbed Han Yang's wrist and pressed back hard.

In the severe pain that came from the rupture of the meridian of the wrist bone, Han Yang gritted his teeth and opened his eyes wide. He only saw the watch on this person's wrist.

There are two countries' time on it, and the dial is exquisite and special.

Han Yang suddenly came back to his senses, raised his eyes to look at Mu Zecheng, and suddenly felt a little bit of vigilance and alienation in his heart.

The sound of Uncle Mu, who was about to call out, also disappeared from his mouth.

Is it him?

Mu Zecheng looked at Han Yang with the same smile on his lips.

The two looked at each other but didn't speak, as if confronting each other, the air became a little frozen for a moment.

In the end, Han Yang withdrew his gaze, leaned back in the chair and did not speak.

Mu Zecheng just took a sip from the water glass on the table and didn't look at him anymore.

After that, the two of them didn't say a word at the dinner table, but the few people next to them were enlivening the atmosphere.

Han Yang picked up the wine glass on his own without feeling embarrassed.

Less than an hour later, Mu Zecheng wiped his hands with a towel, and looked at Han Yang, "I didn't come back to see you seven years ago, now that you are doing well, I am relieved."

Han Yang looked up at him silently.

To be honest, it's been a long time.

The relationship between him and Mu Zecheng seems to have stayed at the level of being able to talk when he was a teenager. After so many years, the two of them have become a little unfamiliar in Han Yang's eyes.The current Mu Zecheng is just a potentially dangerous person to him.

But Mu Zecheng didn't say anything, stood up slowly, saw the wine glass poured in his hand again, and said with a smile: "I don't mind if I drink you a glass of wine."

The person next to him wanted to pour it for him, but he silently raised his hand to block it.

Han Yang glanced at him and handed over his wine glass.

Mu Zecheng took the wine glass, raised his head slightly and drank it, put it back on the table lightly, looked at him with a smile, "I'm bored here, let's go back earlier."

After speaking, he walked straight out, and everyone at the dinner table got up to send him out.

When he was the only one left in the room, Han Yang stood up and walked to the balcony outside the room, wanting to blow some air.

This place is facing the entrance of the hotel. Under the darkness of Muze City, several people walked to the car, but suddenly stopped, looked up slowly from the side, and smiled slightly when he saw Han Yang.

Han Yang held the wine glass in his hand and looked away.

Several men sent Mu Zecheng away, returned to the room, and patted Han Yang on the shoulder, "Xiao Yang, didn't you have a close relationship with your Uncle Mu when you were young? Why don't you say a few words now. This time he But I came here specially to see you."

Han Yang didn't speak, and several people persuaded him, "He hasn't seen anyone except his father when he returned home this time. Your company has only started recently, and he can help you."

Han Yang smiled slightly after hearing this.

Don't ask Mu Zecheng to help him, just leave him alone.

The watch he was wearing looked very special, and the things in Mu Zecheng were not the kind that anyone could have on the street, so he was most likely the person in the dream.

If it was said that because of the car accident two days ago, Han Yang could trust the things in the dream five points, then now it is nine points.

Seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, since Han Yang already knew what might happen, Han Yang would not take any risks.Even if that person is Mu Zecheng, he will not try to please him.

From now on, he only wants to stay as far away from these people as possible.