just in time

——The day Yi Chenliang returned to China was the Mid-Autumn Festival.

He has not been back to China for nearly ten years, everything is strange and familiar to him, surrounded by high-rise buildings, busy streets, and peaceful crowds.

Wan Hui stood in the bustling crowd smiling and beckoning to him.

"Ah Liang!"

He pushed the suitcase towards Wan Hui.

Wan Hui tied a high ponytail and wore a simple dress with her face up to the sky, like an ordinary person who came to pick up the plane, looking clean and harmless.

It's just that Yi Chenliang knows that she can break the target's neck without changing her face. She has shuttled through the hail of bullets for many years. If the mission requires, she will kill herself without hesitation.

They have been partners for many years, and they are too aware of the cold-blooded and ruthless things hidden under each other's skin.

"Boss wants to see you." Wan Hui smiled and took his arm. The two walked on the road like a pair of close lovers, but in fact they always kept a safe distance. "He is really very happy that you are willing to return to China."

Yi Chenliang knew who Ge San was, so naturally he wouldn't take Wan Hui's words seriously, and just dealt with business, "When?"

"At eight o'clock tonight, Haig Hotel, someone will tell you then." Wan Hui gave him a note, "This is a house for you. There have been great changes in China in the past few years. You may have to take care of it." Take a while to get used to it."

Yi Chenliang took the note, and the two parted ways at the crossroads, joining the torrent of the crowd, tacit understanding and defense.

He met Zhou Ang on the way to meet Ge San.

Zhou Ang treated him politely and politely, as if he knew all about his identity, "Mr. Yi Chenliang, your biological father wants to see you."

Yi Chenliang touched his lower back subconsciously, and then Zhou Ang chuckled: "Mr. Yi Chenliang, this is domestic, not foreign, and you must be aware of it."

Yi Chenliang slowly withdrew his hand and said coldly, "I don't have a father."

"The last time I saw you was at the Juvenile Prison in Wucheng." Zhou Ang said regretfully, "But maybe you don't remember."

Yi Chenliang really didn't remember seeing this person before.

"He's very worried about you." Zhou Ang said, "It's just that it's inconvenient for him to contact you."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Yi Chenliang frowned slightly, with a little impatience in his eyes.

"Maybe you are interested in meeting your father." Zhou Ang said, "He will tell you in detail."

"No time." Yi Chenliang gave him a cold look, "Don't follow me anymore, even in China, I can still kill you."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Zhou Ang stretched out his hand to stop him, and said in a low voice, "You have been in contact with the Chinese police for several years, and Ge San has already suspected you."

Yi Chenliang finally stopped and stared at him gloomily.

Zhou Ang can be regarded as a person who has seen many scenes, but he still instinctively felt the danger when he stared at him like this. He recalled the information he had collected. Even Ge San was very afraid of him, not only relying on his brain.

"Your father..." Zhou Ang considered his words, "The identity is quite special, he knows your purpose, we can provide you with a brand new identity and a lot of money."

The sarcasm in Yi Chenliang's eyes flashed, "Then?"

"You must never return to China." Zhou Ang said: "Yi Chenliang will disappear from the world completely."

"This is the best choice for you and your father." Zhou Ang continued.

A few days later, he was sitting in the box, facing a middle-aged man with a serious face. He looked to be in his 50s, and he sat there calmly.Zhou Ang stood behind him respectfully.

"The Su family is sorry for you." The man looked at him calmly, his tone was polite and alienated, "I sent you to the orphanage back then, and I thought I would bring you back in a few years, but something happened at home, we I can't take care of myself, I can't find you when I look for it later."

Yi Chenliang lowered his eyes and looked at the tea in the teacup.

"You entered the Wucheng juvenile prison, and we found you by chance, but—" he sighed as he spoke, as if regretting or hating iron as steel, "the situation at that time did not allow you to be regarded as return."

"We lost news of you when you went abroad." He took a sip of tea, "Your mother became ill because of your affairs and died a few years ago. When I got it back, she hated me for half my life because of this incident."

"You don't have to forgive, and I don't expect you to understand." The high-ranking person's tone was always so firm, and he said without rush: "You contacted the police just because you wanted a chance to make up for your mistakes, but you casually pulled One charge is enough for you to be shot several times in the country."

Yi Chenliang finally raised his eyes, and said expressionlessly, "They promised me to let the past go."

"But after all, it will be recorded in the file that you may be under the surveillance of the police all the time for the rest of your life." The man sighed, "There are countless people watching the Su family, and there will always be someone who can find out your real identity by following the clues. Sometimes you will only be unable to move an inch, and there are too many things you can do on your body."

After all, I was still afraid of being implicated by him.

"I won't implicate you." Yi Chenliang frowned.

"It's not something you can just say." He said: "Ge San is registered in the Ministry of Public Security. You have been abroad all these years and you have lived in peace. When you return to the country, countless eyes will be on you. You...give you a new identity and send you abroad, this is the safest way."

"It's just the safest way for you." Yi Chenliang got up, his tone calm, "I stayed in China for two full years after I came out of the juvenile prison. Can't find any news."

The two people on the opposite side fell silent in unison.

"I don't hate you, and I don't care about forgiveness." Yi Chenliang twitched his lips, "It didn't matter before, and it won't matter in the future."

"You're still young." The man sighed, "I hope you won't regret the decision you made today."

This was the only time he met his biological father.

After that, Qi Huo and Ge San died in the explosion.

The plan he had been planning for several years fell short, and the person who claimed to be his biological father cut off the only way for him to return to the world from hell.

"...I actually wanted to try my best to be a good person, but unfortunately I failed." Yun Fang skipped a lot lightly, and laughed at himself: "It can be regarded as evil comes with evil."

Thinking about it now, when he worked so hard to return to China, it was only because he missed those days standing in the sun so much, even if he was poor and alone.

So he even thanked Wan Hui for allowing him to die in the country, so that Ye Luo could return to his roots and be buried in his homeland after all.

Yi Chenliang put his arms around his waist and didn't speak.

"If they recognize you now, they won't treat you too badly." Yun Fang told him.

Now Yi Chenliang is clean and innocent, and the Su family has not yet reached the high position of the year. In fact, thinking about it carefully, it is not a bad thing for Yi Chenliang, at least with such a family background, Yi Chenliang's future can be said to be immeasurable.

In fact, Yun Fang had already made preparations for the Su family to recognize him back. He originally planned not to interfere with any of Yi Chenliang's decisions, but when things came to an end, he realized that he was already reluctant to let go.

"You don't want me?" Yi Chenliang was silent for a long time before asking in a low voice.

"I don't want you." Yun Fang hugged him in his arms, closed his eyes, "I only have you."

He is just a reborn ghost, everything he has now is stolen from a child named Yunfang, only Yi Chenliang really belongs to him.

"I only have you." Yi Chenliang buried his head in his neck, "Yi Chenliang."

Yun Fang rested his chin on the top of his head, and said slowly and firmly, "I know."