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It was already very late when Shen Xu returned to the dormitory, Lao Liu and the others had already collapsed on the bed and snored.

He walked lightly to the washroom to get a basin of cold water, his hands flinched when they first reached into the icy cold water, then he gritted his teeth and picked up the water and slapped it on his face over and over again.

The drunkenness is a little more sober, and the person is also a little sober.

The moonlight outside the window shines into this small house where four people live, and there is a half-pack of cigarettes left by Lao Liu on the small desk.

Shen Xu suddenly became addicted to cigarettes, picked up the half pack of cigarettes, and walked out of the room.

Since He Lei passed away, he seldom smokes anymore. There are two elderly people in his family.

But today, I just want to smoke for no reason.

When the fire was lit, the familiar smell rushed into the nostrils, and white smoke soon rose in the cold air.

The city has been reborn, and he is happy to contribute his meager strength to this change with everyone, as if he is no longer a useless person.

When he returns to City T in the future, he can proudly say in front of his parents' memorial tablets, "Look at your son, he has finally done something that makes you proud."

Should be proud!

But why, I can't feel the slightest joy.

The hope and meaning he found with great difficulty were shattered by Lao Liu's words.

Wanchen... is it Wanchen...

He asked Lao Liu's name, but unfortunately they always referred to each other as elder brother and younger brother, and they seldom remembered each other's names.

Except for one surname, Lao Liu couldn't say anything else.

He wanted to call Uncle Wan, but he couldn't press the phone when he took it out.

What are you asking, is Wan Chen dead?

"He went to work in other places, everything is fine, don't worry."

"He'll be back soon, just wait."

For more than a year, Uncle Wan and Aunt Li hardly mentioned Wan Chen in front of him, but Aunt Li's sadness and tears poured out from time to time, and Uncle Wan's sad and helpless sighs made him suspicious.

Wanchen...

"Wan Chen, help me, help me find a way, let me see him... I only have him, only him... Wan Chen, I killed him... Please, let me see him again .”

The last time I saw Wan Chen was in the hospital.

He went crazy and wanted to find He Lei, but it was Wan Chen who stopped him.

then……

After that, he never saw Wan Chen again.

The cigarette butt fell on the floor, and some things are connected together, which is a terrible truth.

He dared not think about it any longer.

Turning around, leaning on the wall and walking into the room, lying on the bed in the dark, he closed his eyes and gasped for breath.

No, no, the person in Lao Liu's mouth is not Wan Chen.

He went to other places to break into his career, and he was very busy with work so he couldn't come back.

Wan Chen is still alive and well, Uncle Wan said, wait a little longer, he will be back soon, soon, soon...

He should go to bed, there is still a lot of work waiting for him tomorrow.

Wan Chen has no reason to come here, he is a profit-seeking businessman, and the insidiousness and selfishness in his bones cannot be changed.how could he--

"I've never seen a man like him. To save people, he wouldn't even take his life."

You see, this is definitely not Wan Chen.He wouldn't do a loss-making business that cost his life.

"He seemed to know that person, and even joked that he was a rival in love. Even if he was really a friend, at that time, he jumped off without thinking about anything. I really admire his courage."

Acquaintance... Rival...

Yes, is it He Lei?

In order to save He Lei...

No, absolutely impossible!

It's just the same surname, he shouldn't think of it so much.

It's time to sleep, it's time to sleep, if he doesn't want to be ripped off by Old Liu tomorrow, he has to fall asleep quickly.

When you wake up, you will forget all this.

forget it... forget it...

That night, he tossed and turned, tossing and tossing until dawn before falling asleep.

In the dream, only a familiar voice kept ringing.

"Shen Xu, if I leave, will you take care of yourself? Eat on time, be careful not to catch a cold, even he is not by your side anymore, you have to be stronger when you are alone. In this world, there is no obstacle that cannot be overcome. Shen Xu , if possible, I would like to..."

For the next few days, Shen Xu was out of shape, always made mistakes in his work, and was caught and scolded by Lao Liu several times.

A week later, with his eyes reddened, he boarded the train bound for S City.

He couldn't lie to himself anymore, pretending to live as if nothing had happened.

He must clearly and clearly know where Wan Chen is!

He didn't dare to call Uncle Wan. If they wanted to hide it, how could he provoke him again.

He wandered around like a headless chicken, went to the police station, went to BIC, went to Wenxuan's media company, and for three days he found nothing. When he was desperate, he thought of the lawyer Yan who defended him back then, and finally found him. It's a pity that I only got a reply that I haven't contacted Wan Chen since he was imprisoned.

When Shen Xu was almost desperate, Lawyer Yan suddenly thought of someone.

Ke Qiwei.

A person who almost disappeared from Shen Xu's memory.

Gathering up the courage to make this call, those unbearable past events once again came to mind.

He didn't expect Ke Qiwei to agree with him.

In the cafe near Ke's Building, Shen Xu waited for two full hours before he arrived late with the appearance of a successful entrepreneur.

The years are ruthless, but they are also very particular, and even the marks engraved on different people are different.

For him, he is a middle-aged uncle with a rough appearance, with nothing but wrinkles and vicissitudes.

Ke Qiwei, on the other hand, is already a refined, capable and successful businessman. Apart from the little bit of disdain in his eyes, his image is perfect.

Sitting opposite, with a smile on his face, he greeted Shen Xu like an old classmate reminiscing about the past.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Shen Xu asked about Wan Chen's whereabouts.

Ke Qiwei lowered his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then smiled, "Why, are you free to think about Wan Chen now?"

The thorn in his words made Shen Xu very uncomfortable, and looked at him with a slight frown.

Ke Qiwei said lightly: "As far as I know, he died a long time ago. It's been almost two years, which is quite a long time."

Shen Xu's heart tightened, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

Ke Qiwei smiled, "Don't you know? No way, this guy even wants to hide his death from you. Really, does he think that people like you will shed a tear or two for him?"

With his hands on his knees firmly grasping his pants, Shen Xu mumbled his lips and paused for a while before saying, "How did he die?"

Ke Qiwei stared fixedly at his bloodless face, and his smile gradually narrowed.

"Could it be that you killed him?"

Shen Xu raised his eyes, Ke Qiwei tore off his gentle mask, and looked at him coldly.

"Shen Xu, what right do you have to sit here and ask about his whereabouts. Old classmate? Old neighbor? That's it! Wan Chen is dead, killed by someone he considers the most important." He stood up , looked down at the opposite person with contempt, "In the future, don't call me again, you must know that chatting with you is an extreme test of endurance, don't force me----"

Ke Qiwei didn't say anything about the remaining threats, turned around and walked straight out of the cafe.

Shen Xu's breathing was unsteady, Ke Qiwei's words were half true, he didn't know whether to believe it or not.

Seeing the man walk out the door, he hurried after him and stopped him in front of the sidewalk.

"Ke Qiwei, tell me where Wan Chen is, whether he is alive or dead, please tell me, where is he?"

Ke Qiwei shook off his hand, "So what if you know, should you burn a stick of incense for him or shed a few tears in hypocrisy? Shen Xu, you have ruined his life, and after you die, let him be quiet!"

Shen Xu: "Ke Qiwei!"

He stepped forward and grabbed Ke Qiwei's arm, but unexpectedly the man turned around and punched him hard in the face.

He staggered a few steps and almost fell to the ground.

Ke Qiwei flicked his hand, and grinned ferociously, "This punch is really good, I've fucking wanted to hit you a long time ago. Shen Xu, if you didn't look at that guy pitifully, you wouldn't be alive today."

Ke Qiwei hit hard, punching after punch, Shen Xu, who was powerless to fight back, curled up and hugged his head tightly.

It hurts, it hurts, the whole body hurts.

He didn't understand why that person was so angry with him, how could the disputes in his youth continue 20 years later.

But he couldn't fight back. Apart from Ke Qiwei, he didn't know any other way to find Wan Chen.

Alive, dead, Wanchen.

Ke Qiwei didn't care about the eyes of passers-by, and vented his anger hysterically.

"What did he do wrong? Just because you sent those damn photos, you are going to kill him! It's ridiculous, the person you hate is not the driver who caused the accident, but him! Was he wrong? Did he think about who to kill? Is it you? I am the one who posted your photo on the school bulletin board! Is it your father? He really has the ability to predict accidents! Shen Xu! Why the hell are you, it’s not enough to scourge that person for a lifetime! It's not enough for him to be dragged to hell! What else do you want! Only by seeing his ashes with your own eyes can you give up?! Shen Xu, I have ten thousand ways to kill you, don't force me!!!"

Panting heavily, he raised his hand to smooth his messy hair, and he smiled.

Laugh at your own madness, laugh at the failure of life.

The mediocre and incompetent Shen Xu curled up on the ground is the biggest mockery of him.

He couldn't figure it out, maybe he couldn't figure it out for the rest of his life, how could a man who stands at the highest point, shines brightly, and can own the world with his hands--

The ruined Wanchen, at the moment of his death, did he regret it?

Shen Xu struggled to get up from the ground, wiped off the blood on his lips, and looked at him firmly, "Now, can you tell me, where is he?"

Ke Qiwei's smile was bitter and sad, Shen Xu's eyes were in a state of embarrassment, ugly and ridiculous, but there was an unyielding stubbornness, which he could never match.

When they were both young, he saw with his own eyes the two people walking in the sunshine with arms crossed, laughing heartily.

He actually forgot that that was Wan Chen's most dazzling moment.

No one can give up, and it is the persistence that binds the two of them for life.

20 years is really enough!