Evernight Morning Star

My sister stayed at home alone.It didn't take long to realize that my behavior was inappropriate. When I got home, my sister had disappeared. "

"I checked the surveillance and found that she went out to look for me. She searched for me for five years and only returned home today."

Without paying attention, Yu Hengyun was immersed in his own thoughts and told Le Ze the truth.

"Father scolded me severely and punished me, and I was willing to bear it. I just felt very sorry for my aunt. She didn't blame me, but kept interceding for me, and I felt sorry for my younger sister."

Then he realized the "aunt" he blurted out, and explained: "My biological mother passed away in the winter of the year I was born, because of the weakness caused by childbirth, and in the end I tried my best to recuperate, but I couldn't survive that winter."

"I heard from my father later. After all, I was just born and didn't know anything."

Yu Hengyun said "I don't know anything", but Le Ze clearly heard self-blame from his words, and he felt a little bit sorry for this young man.

"Because you are too sensible, you have been silently blaming yourself and torturing your heart with guilt."

"If you can't let go of it anyway, you might as well use self-blame as the motivation to become stronger, and then maybe one day in the future, you will find that these self-blame can no longer trap your heart. As long as you use your actions to ensure that they The stability of life will prevent similar mistakes from happening again."

"That's what makes it up."

Yu Hengyun didn't understand why Le Ze could say such old-fashioned words when he looked so much younger than him.

He failed to fully comprehend the true meaning of the other party's words, but he still kept these words in his heart, learned to accept responsibility, and gave up complaining and cranky thinking.

"Don't talk about these heavy things, let's talk about topics of interest to each other!" Yu Hengyun suggested.

"for example?"

"For example, what they like!"

"Okay."

This is the encounter between Yu Hengyun and that boy.

He always keeps in mind the boy's advice, strives to do everything well, puts the responsibility to the family first, keeps striving upwards, and moves forward to bring an absolutely stable life to his family.

Gradually, he realized that his original complaints and cranky thoughts were not out of aversion to responsibility, but because he valued the heavy responsibility on his shoulders too much.

Fear of not being able to do what my father expected.

Fear that I will take on a heavy burden simply because of responsibility, and it will be difficult to persist in the end.

I am afraid that my family will be hurt again because of my lack of ability.

Afraid of having a loyal watchman who takes the lives of others.

Then, as the boy said, he actually saw every step in front of him, exhausted all his energy for each goal, and had no time to think about so many fears, but, and what-ifs.

So he looked back at the road he had walked steadily, and he never regretted a single step.

In front of him is a ray of light that is within easy reach, and he has finally gained a new life.

This is the true face of him living for himself, never false.

Nothing can be his burden, his future is in his hands, he is his own belief.

Yu Hengyun finally understood the intention of the young man who said those words at that time.

It was the teenager who pretended to unintentionally unshackle the lion cub and set it free.

The young lion eventually grows into a male lion, roaring in the wild, and dominates the crowd.

No one can put the shackles on him anymore.

"But it's a pity that Le Ze and I entered closed training after meeting several times in the supermarket in the villa area."

"After returning home, I expected to meet him waiting there, but I never saw him again." Yu Hengyun was very disappointed.

"He never mentioned to me which villa his home is in, so I never asked, probably because he moved away, so we missed the chance to meet."

"I've always wanted to have the chance to see him again, to say how grateful I am to him in person."

After saying this sentence, Yu Hengyun broke away from the state of memory, and the misty eyes fell on the real place, and put it on the face of Fu Zexuan opposite.

Then he slowly smiled.

It was a pure, soft smile.

Time froze for a moment, someone's heart skipped a beat, the rhythm was extremely flustered, and it couldn't keep up with the melody and minor tune written by Yu Shiguang in the smile.

The author says:

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Yu-Knowing people is all about intuition;

Xue - Knowing people depends on character;

Xu - Knowing people depends on appearance;

Fu - know people...not know people;

Xu: ↑You broke the formation again!

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[Is it Xuanxuan?As soon as Xiao Yu met, he became fierce while talking]

【Claw】

-over--

20. Rong Yi's dream ([-])

What a surprise.

Distraught...

The other party used warmth as a bargaining chip in the game, trying to overcome his high defense.

Fu Zexuan knew very well that the more beautiful and peaceful the appearance, the more unbearable to touch it.

Just like a child reaching out to reach the pink crystal swan on the cabinet, the more unable to reach it, the harder it is to reach out and tiptoe, in this precarious state to grab such a precious and slippery treasure.

The treasure fell and shattered to the ground.

So he wouldn't reach out at the beginning, and he wouldn't feel envious, so he wouldn't have to face a series of troubles caused by it.

Even though Yu Hengyun has made him feel distressed, Fu Zexuan is still willing to walk alone along the correct path he thinks, stubbornly and persistently giving up imagining the scenery of other paths, and rejecting all invitations.

He said that he felt sorry for Yu Hengyun: "I hope you can see that boy one day."

Both of them knew very well that Yu Hengyun's memories were half true and false.

Fu Zexuan was unwilling to admit it, but that memory still existed in his heart after all.

Yu Hengyun and "Le Ze" only met once, and when they parted under the night sky, it was not that there was no agreement to meet again in the future.

It was "Le Ze" who missed the appointment.But it's not just forgotten, but hard to forget.

At a young age, Yu Hengyun didn't realize that he was mixed with contradictory traits. He was full of justice, integrity and kindness, but he was burdened by self-blame, distressed and trapped in his own cocoon.

Such a pure and beautiful contradiction deeply attracted the boy "Le Ze".

Limon's orange soda.After parting from Yu Hengyun that day, he only drank this kind of drink.

It seems that in this way, we can go back to the afternoon of the first meeting, chatting, sharing joys and sorrows, and listening to each other.

It's so far away, it's a vivid scene that can't be simulated anyway, in any way.

Full of vitality, experience what it feels like to be "alive".

Softly, like singing, Fu Zexuan's whisper came from the closed hall——

""Thanks to those unparalleled stars, shining in the depths of the sky, so that my mournful eyes retain the memory of the sun."①"

""In vain I tried to discover the ultimate and center of the universe. The unknown eye of fire was approaching, and I felt my wings break."①"

Sarcastically, he sneered.

The voice of chanting poems did not come out again, and the room was peaceful.

The dream is not over yet.

On the eighth day, late, cloudy.

Xu Han came to the door, looking distressed: "Rong Yi went to the bar and asked how I found you."

"Just looking for him."

"When did my bar become a gathering place for children?"

"You are barely one of them." Fu Zexuan said, giving Xu Han a very good impression.

"Are you kidding?" He couldn't believe it.

"seriously."

"Absolutely kidding!" Xu Han pretended to kick the foot of the man sitting on the sofa, "Get up and go to work."

Fu Zexuan got up, went out with Xu Han, and walked to the Richter Bar.

The northern commercial center where the bar is located stands in the adjacent block of the same street as the "Guanhaiyuan" community where Fu Zexuan lives.

Xu Han has long been tired of looking at the surrounding scenery, not to mention the bustling crowd blocking his view, so he simply chatted with Fu Zexuan.

"A serious ELTT career, how can you become a life mentor?"

"The true meaning of this job?" Fu Zexuan asked back.

"I don't know how other people do this job. Are you in such trouble?"

"I don't know."

"Besides, one of the special things about this profession is that workers in the same industry don't know how to work with each other, and there is little competition." Xu Han explained to himself, "It's quite suitable for you."

"Suitable for?"

"We have received very few jobs in the past few years." Xu Han poked Fu Zexuan's chest, accusing him of not being self-aware: "Huh? It's pretty easy to poke."

Breaking away Xu Han's dishonest hand, Fu Zexuan defended: "Recently I work very frequently."

Xu Han spread his hands, and gave the young man next door a look that could only be understood but could not be expressed in words.

Fu Zexuan pulled the corners of his mouth, like trying to smile, but also like a helpless expression.

The face is always soft.

Xu Han was used to his attitude, and shouted: "It's like this again! I told you to practice how to laugh, and your attitude is still so perfunctory!"

"No need."

"I think so too."

He had long since stopped expecting the ice face to make any humane expressions. Countless experiences and lessons made him deeply realize that Fu Zexuan still kept a cold face while imitating the tone of various modalities.

It is inevitable that people will doubt his sincerity.

Between the words, the two were already in the bar.

Rong Yi sat in front of the bar, dealing with the man beside him with a sad face.

Xu Han greeted the two of them.

"Hello... Long time no see." The man turned around, and it was Xue Chijing.

"Less than three days."

"You're here!" Rong Yi's trusting and intimate attitude made Xue Chijing dissatisfied.

"Why are you still being treated differently, kid?" His tone was not serious, "I will save you with this guy, why do you trust him so much?"

Rong Yi shrinks her neck, not daring to speak.

"You see, I'm so friendly. This Mr. Fu has a scary expression on his face. Normally he would choose me, right?"

After speaking, he approached Rong Yi and asked, "Or are you abnormal?" His tone was full of smiles.

Rong Yi knew he was being teased, but seeing Fu Zexuan's cold face, he didn't dare to move.

Xu Han smiled and made a relief: "I told you that Xuanxuan is likable, but you still don't believe it."

"Let's get down to business, Rong Yi, just talk to him if you have anything to do."

In fact, it is not a big deal. With Fu Zexuan's intentional conversation to remind him first, and then the kidnapping that revealed his uncle's true face, Rong Yi already understood that he should not escape, but should face it bravely.

He is still hesitating how to face his brother who is outside the dream.

"Before I fell into this elder brother's desire to have a higher achievement, I didn't realize that I was in a dream, and I realized that I was escaping after I was awakened by you."

"If my brother and I both took an extra step back then, and he came to my room to ask a question, and I went to his school to have a look at him, things would have been very different."

"There is no medicine for regret in the world. I swear that from now on I will stop running away. I will face up to the scenery covered by fog and go straight ahead."

"I'm actually here to thank you all, and my brother probably also asked Major General Yu to thank you at this moment."

"Especially thank you for bringing the box full of memories of me and my brother."

Rong Yi turned sideways to express his gratitude to Fu Zexuan, then hid his right hand behind his back, and when he took it out again, he had a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

Fu Zexuan was surprised when he recognized the type of flower.

The young man holding the flowers smiled shyly: "I asked Major General Yu if you liked anything, and he mentioned that you seemed to like the flower field outside my former home, so I picked these off after reporting to my brother. I want to give it to you."

"I got someone to talk to the flower field manager." He added, afraid that some people would accuse him of picking flowers at will.

Then he presented the bouquet to Fu Zexuan with both hands.

Fu Zexuan happily accepted the thank you gift full of Rong Yi's heart.

Rong Yi added: "When I first heard you accuse me of being selfish, I was very angry that my intentions for so many years were denied."

In addition to the inner discomfort, there is also a sense of shame that the glamorous fig leaf has been torn.

He is indeed selfish, so selfish that his vision is narrow, so narrow that he can only admit his own thoughts.

Once you accept this and choose to face it directly, you will no longer avoid it, and you will not make mistakes again and again.

"Thank you for your tireless help."

"After we leave, neither of us will have any memories of being here. At least for now, I want to express my heart with this insignificant gift."

"Small care is not a respect, but this gratitude will definitely be remembered by time like this box full of memories."

Disturbing the tranquility of time, the quarter of an hour returns to its place, and the dream ends.

When the sky was still dark, the four people who had been sleeping for more than two days finally woke up.

After explaining to Rong Su that he would wake up and pay again, he carried Rong Yi on his back as when he came, pushed open the sliding door, turned around and closed it, and left.

"He seems to have been waiting here for two days." Xue Chijing said.

Xu Han continued: "According to his temperament, it must be so."

Then he noticed with sharp eyes that Fu Zexuan was putting his hand into the left pocket of his light blue jeans, and asked, "Xuanxuan has anything good, can you share it with us?"

Fu Zexuan took out his hand and spread it out, it was a star-shaped candy, and the wrapped candy paper shone light pink under the light.

"Want to eat?"

"No, you'd better keep it for yourself." Xu Han detested the overly sweet packaging.

Fu Zexuan tightened his hands and wanted to put it in his pocket, but was stopped by a big hand stretched out from the side.

He shuddered.

"I want to try it." Yu Hengyun said with interest as if he was curious about the taste of candy.

Withdrawing his hand, Fu Zexuan motioned for the man to open his hand and put candies on it. The small size and big hands were in stark contrast.

The man put his hands away and thanked him in a low voice.

Xu Han didn't dare to tease this one. Seeing that the atmosphere between the two of them tended to be like no one else, he interrupted with a smile: "After two days of sleep, I'm still sleepy. It's only early in the morning. Why don't you go home and sleep?"

"I agree." Xue Chijing stretched out his hand and yawned.

The other two also nodded in agreement.

Because Du Fu chose to go home on the way west, and the other three drove south, he said goodbye first.

The lights in the early morning are no brighter than in the evening, and the streets are empty. With the monotonous light, the stage of a depression drama is set.

When he was approaching the front gate of the community, he unexpectedly met a stooped man.No other features could be discerned in the darkness. When the man passed him by, he saw that the man's face was somewhat familiar.

It's just that Fu Zexuan's ability to know people is not very good, and he can't remember when he met him.

Ignoring the familiarity, he hurried home.

The usual steady pace didn't seem to be anything special.

He walked into the music room on the second floor and did not turn on the hand-controlled light after closing the door. The neon lights of tall buildings far away felt powerless to illuminate this place.

In the darkness, Fu Zexuan stood by the door, staring at the front for a few seconds before moving.

This time he reached out and took out an object from the right pocket of his trousers. He opened his clenched hands and looked down. The star-shaped object was emitting a fluorescent green light in the darkness.

turn on the lights...

The light of the object in the hand is covered, showing a disguised posture, a light pink star-shaped candy.

It's just that this candy is different from the previous one. Through the light pink icing shell, the dark color inside can be faintly seen.

Putting back the firefly green "gem" that concealed everyone's "smuggling" back into his pocket, Fu Zexuan walked to the left, passed the grand piano placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and arrived at the locked display cabinet.

You can clearly see three cellos and a violin displayed in the glass cabinet.

And the cello placed on the left bracket is impressively familiar.

With unique texture, system, and timbre, its performance is praised as "poetic and melodious like the chant of a saint, passionate and loud like the soul of a gift", a "Holy Sigh" collected by the famous cellist "D".

The author says:

①Excerpted from "The Lament of Icarus" in Charles Baudelaire's "Flowers of Evil", translated by Guo Hong'an.

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The poem/word/song describes the smiles of everyone——

Xu: The trees are full of tenderness and redness, and the color of Wanzhi Dan is shining in the spring.

Xue: Gu Wo laughs, and Jian Lang laughs at Ao. (not in the same line)

Metaphor: Rain adds flowers to the spring road, and the flowers move a mountain in spring.

Fu: The lonely village is cold, and the sad wind is heard all over the world.

Fu: So scary?

Xu: Yes, people who don't know think you are showing disdain!

[Xu (whispered): It's better not to laugh. 】

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[I always feel that Xiao Yu's speech is very polite]

【Claw】

【come on! 】

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21. Trust?Do not believe?

Is it better not to exist in the first place, or better to lose it after having it?

That afternoon, when Fu Zexuan came back from the outside, it was almost evening.

Entering the lobby downstairs, he was about to get the letter, but found two people standing in front of the mailbox. The scene was a bit similar to the noon when he received the invitation letter four days ago.

He paused and waited, inevitably listening to the two of them arguing.

Taking a closer look, one of them was the young man from that day.The other is a middle-aged woman, who should be the man's family member.

The woman urged the young man to quickly take out the things from the mailbox, but the young man refused to move.

"Hurry up, I don't want to keep arguing with you because of this." The woman sighed, frowning in disgust.

"Since you know that I will quarrel with you every time because of this, you should be clear about it."

"I won't hand it over to you, and then just watch you throw it away." The young man stubbornly turned his body away to protect the mailbox, not relaxing at all, as if the woman's next move would approach the mailbox and snatch the treasure inside.

"Am I going to throw it away?"

"Isn't it?"

The scene of the confrontation between the two reminded Fu Zexuan of the image of children quarreling and angry, while the young man looked like a child protecting food, holding the mailbox seriously and not letting others approach.

At this point, Fu Zexuan still couldn't understand what these two people were throwing back and forth.

He decided to check the mailbox next time he remembered.

When he was about to leave, Fu Zexuan hadn't completely moved his gaze away from the mailbox when he saw the young man's eyes move back from the woman and meet his gaze.

The young man nodded at him.

Fu Zexuan felt that things were going to get a little bad, and it was exactly as he expected—seeing the young man's eyes shift, the woman turned back with him, and saw Fu Zexuan who stopped in place.

The woman changed her expression in an instant, and met this neat-looking young man.

Things got worse.

"You are the Lu Shen that Jinwei often mentions, right?"

The woman was naked, looking tired and a little listless. Her good looks were like flowers washed by rain, which was a pity. If she dressed up well, she would definitely not be bad.

She smiled softly: "I am Jinwei's mother, my surname is Qing."

At this time, the young man named "Jinwei" took the opportunity to intervene in the conversation between the two: "No mom, you made a mistake. He is a resident of this building."

Aunt Qing suddenly realized: "I'm sorry!"

Thinking that the young man is her son's neighbor, she became more enthusiastic: "Why don't you come to my house and have a cup of tea or dinner."

The young man complained: "Mom! Don't keep embarrassing others."

It seems that this woman did not usually have the character of confronting the young man at that time, maybe it was just because something bored her too much that she showed such an annoyed expression.

"I'm sorry I showed you a joke just now." Aunt Qing eased the atmosphere with a soft voice, "Look at this kid, he doesn't usually like to deal with people. No, he's so rude now."

Fu Zexuan shook his head and said he didn't mind.

"Am I being abrupt? Look at me, I'm so mad." The gentle and polite woman gave the young man a reproachful look, expressing her anger.

The young man dared not speak out, but when he met Fu Zexuan's gaze, he blinked mischievously a few times.

Fu Zexuan didn't want to stay any longer, and on the pretext of having guests at home at night, bid farewell to the two and went upstairs.

The two were left in the hall, returning to staring blankly.

"You've changed so quickly." The young man inevitably stabbed at his mother, "You are so tolerant to others, why are you so harsh on him and refuse to forgive?"

"Then you don't look at it, is this something that should be forgiven?" Aunt Qing said angrily, "He dares to do such a treacherous thing, so he must be mentally prepared to bear it."

"But things are not completely settled!"

"How much more evidence do you want to find? The existing evidence is enough to explain everything!"

The young man felt very tired: "Forget it, it's just this point and you don't know how many times. How you like to think, and whether you want to trust him, that's all your business."

"As a son, I am probably the only one in the world who is still willing to believe in him."

Seeing his mother standing there with a dejected face, he sighed, went to the mailbox to unlock it, took out the thick envelope inside, and held it tightly in his hand.

Then he declared loudly to his mother: "This envelope belongs to me when he sent it to me, and I will decide whether to keep it or not."

His mother suddenly took a deep breath, exhaled heavily, and asked hesitantly, "Why are you still willing to believe him?"

"As a wife, why don't you trust him?" the young man asked back.

no answer.

The young man is unwilling to blame his mother, but emphasizes: "Many times, we have never reached a reconciliation on this issue. Don't force me to accept your ideas. I believe in him, from the very beginning, and will always believe in him in the future."

"It's like he's down and out and insists on sending the bills in this clumsy way every month."

The young man smiled when he spoke, and his smile was full of happiness and sweetness.

"It's too clumsy like his style. I must have taken the opportunity to look at me, but I'm too lazy to get out of bed."

Regardless of the development downstairs, Fu Zexuan has already taken the elevator to the floor.

With the sound of the elevator "ding", the face of the young man just now flashed in his mind, comparing it with the face of the man he met before returning home in the early hours of the morning.

"Father and son?" Fu Zexuan asked himself in a low voice.

Open the door and enter the house, and when I bent down to take off my shoes, I saw a pair of red sneakers in the entrance.

It's not his style, it can only be Xu Han's favorite style.

Previously, he used the excuse of having a guest, but he didn't expect it to come true now.

Sure enough, after searching all the rooms, Xu Han was found in the music room.

Wearing a fake two-piece gray T-shirt and casual black sweatpants, Xu Han stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down at a few pieces of paper, which were manuscripts taken from the piano music stand.

Hearing the sound of Fu Zexuan opening the door, he looked back at him and raised the score in his hand, his eyes were full of surprise.

"Written recently?"

"Ah."

"Is it inspired by these jobs?"

"Almost." Fu Zexuan did not admit it directly.

"When will it be published?" Xu Han asked.

"Not for now."

"How long has it been since you posted a song!" Xu Han was dissatisfied, "If the virus issue is resolved in the future, all awakeners will lose their jobs overnight, and you will still have to rely on this status to make a living."

"There are still deposits."

"You have to understand the truth of sitting on a mountain and eating nothing."

"Ah."

"All day and night it's like 'hmm'. "Although dissatisfied, Xu Han resigned to his fate and put the score back on the shelf.

"Do you think you are worthy of your treasures?" He pointed to the violin in the display case. "I feel sad for them, crying and unable to make a sound."

"I practice every day." The implication is that they will not be silent.

Xu Han still wanted to complain to him, when he suddenly heard the doorbell ringing.

"Yo, you still have guests?" He jokingly smiled at Fu Zexuan.

The two went downstairs to connect to the intercom, and the figure that appeared on the screen was very familiar, it was the young man downstairs just now.

The young man said that he still wanted to apologize after thinking about it, and occupied Fu Zexuan downstairs for so long.

"I've seen you downstairs before, and I wanted to visit the neighbors, but I haven't seen you again, so I can just say hello to you today."

The young man still held a gift in his hand.Seeing that Fu Zexuan wanted to refuse, he hurriedly handed the gift to Xu Han, hoping that he would accept it for him.

Xu Han took it as he wished, instead of treating himself as a guest, he invited the young man in over Fu Zexuan.Fu Zexuan was not annoyed, and walked to the lounge together.

After sitting down, the young man was a little uneasy, and said to Fu Zexuan nervously, "Sorry for not introducing myself before, my name is Zhong Jinwei, and I live on the seventh floor of the same unit as you."

"Fu Zexuan." He nodded and introduced briefly.

"I'm Xu Han, his companion." Xu Han pouted at Fu Zexuan.

With Xu Han around, there is never any need to worry about the silence.He and Zhong Jinwei came and went, chatted happily, but left out the real master of the family.

There was really nothing at home to entertain guests, so Fu Zexuan took out a can of orange soda from the refrigerator and put it on the coffee table in front of Zhong Jinwei in the lounge, and received polite thanks from the other party.

The topics they talked about were far from what Fu Zexuan was good at understanding, so he could only sit aside and listen absentmindedly, occasionally responding with a few tone words when the two mentioned him.

In fact, he repeated the melody of the song that Xu Han asked over and over again in his mind, thinking about what needs to be changed.

In the end, Zhong Jinwei consciously harassed for too long, and finally bid farewell when the sky darkened and the night lights first came on.

Xu Han didn't say enough, and dragged Fu Zexuan to share again: "I discovered something very important."

"Ah."

"You are not interested, I am not willing to say."

Ignoring Xu Han's scheming to deliberately play a small temper, Fu Zexuan chose to refuse: "Then don't say it."

Against this person, Xu Han had never won before, and he gave up his scheming immediately: "I said, I said, intelligence is only called intelligence if someone listens to it—"

The excuse is perfect.

"I met him downstairs when I came to see you before, and I thought he looked very familiar." Xu Han first explained the reason, "I didn't remember how familiar he was at first."

This plot sounds familiar, but it is the opposite of what Fu Zexuan is familiar with.

"Later, I remembered that it looked very similar to an adult I met when I was a child. Go back and look through the photo album, guess what I found?"

Xu Han tried to whet Fu Zexuan's appetite, but he still didn't appreciate it.

"Nothing." He shrugged and announced the answer: "He looks very similar to the former director of the National Research Institute."

"The former director of the National Research Institute is called Zhong Sude, and both of them are surnamed Zhong, so it must not be a coincidence—" Xu Han then said, "But I just met them last time, and I randomly found photos in the album and compared them, but I didn't find anyone to check them. "

Fu Zexuan didn't hide it: "They look alike."

"Have you met Zhong Sude?"

"Come back early this morning and meet outside the community gate."

"Is it to see his son?"

"Maybe it's just to deliver the package." Thinking of the content of the argument between Zhong Sude and his mother downstairs just now, Fu Zexuan replied uncertainly.

Xu Han didn't care about this, and instead asked Fu Zexuan: "Then how does he look like?"

Recalling the brief glimpse he saw when he passed by the man.

Wearing a baseball cap couldn't hide the man's messy long hair, his clothes were disheveled, his shoes seemed old and dirty, and he couldn't see more clearly.

Fu Zexuan replied: "It's just a quick glance, he's not in a good condition."

Just the extremely exhausted slightly bowing posture that was not intentional, can make people see at a glance that he is in a bad state.

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Qing: My child is not sociable, please bear with me——

Xu: Really? Not sociable. Fu Zexuan said he had nothing to say.

Fu: "stare" [looks unhappy]

Xu: "Hold your head." I was wrong!

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[Wow, I was misled by Xu's mother before, it turns out that D is him, no wonder he is a loyal fan (by the way, everyone's speech is very old-fashioned.]

【Claw】

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22. Tenant's rights and obligations

Sadly, both.

Fu Zexuan's words did not bring much surprise to Xu Han, as if he had expected him to answer like this, he showed such an expression.

"Guess you don't know anything." Xu Han didn't show off, and explained directly to Fu Zexuan.

Zhong Sude, former director of the National Research Institute.

At first, he was just one of the members of the Brain Research Laboratory of the Institute. In the research sub-project on improving mental power, he published an important idea and the test was successful, and won the competition with his colleagues to win the position of project leader.

Ten years later, Zhong Sude won the position of director, and his paper "Spiritual Power May Be Substantial" published during his tenure caused an uproar across the country and even the world.

However, the good times did not last long. Only five years later, the National Brain Science Foundation Committee Supervisory Committee received a report from an unknown person and provided corresponding evidence to prove that when Zhong Sude was a researcher in the laboratory, he stole the research results of his colleagues to obtain the project leader. s position.

After deliberation by the full committee meeting, the Supervisory Committee decided to revoke Zhong Sude's position as director, recover all research funds, and at the same time sue Zhong Sude to the National Supreme Court with a petition.

In the end, after the investigation of the case, considering the extremely serious consequences of the case, but the defendant Zhong Sude made a major contribution to the field of brain research, he was sentenced to 61 months in prison, fined 820 million star coins, and observed outside prison for three years.

Coincidentally, the year when Zhong Sude was released from prison coincided with the outbreak of the Great War, and the end of the observation outside the prison coincided with the outbreak of the virus.

At first, after Zhong Sude's misappropriation of colleagues' research results was exposed, it aroused great concern from the public.

But as one thing after another suddenly weighed on people like a mountain, naturally there was no time to take care of other things.

Since the observation outside the prison was over, it was rare to hear from Zhong Sude.

"It's really unexpected to see him here." Xu Han explained with a smile.

Regardless of the reason why Zhong Sude appeared here, Fu Zexuan suddenly thought of another question, so he asked Xu Han.

"Do you have information about Zhong Sude at home?"

"Huh?" After a while, he came to his senses and replied, "I always felt familiar with Zhong Jinwei when I met him somewhere before."

"Later, I remembered that when I was a child, I secretly looked through the family photo album and saw a photo of my father and him. Later, I moved out to live alone, and secretly brought that photo album out."

"Bring it out?"

"That album has a photo of an important person of mine—" Xu Han winked at him, pretending to be mysterious.

"Important person?"

There was nothing special about the tone of voice, but Xu Han could still hear the implication of questioning.

"Uh..." He dodged his eyes as if trying to escape, and finally said honestly, "It's a photo of my mother's back."

After pondering, Fu Zexuan said, "Your father may have hidden the photo and doesn't want you to see it."

"That's right! You think so too." Xu Han deeply agreed, and then shook his finger.

"But every time I think of his indifferent expression when I mention my mother, any speculation disappears."

Not understanding the way father and son get along with each other, Fu Zexuan decided not to say more, so he didn't express his guess.

Xu Han suddenly remembered the purpose of his trip, and asked his companion with a smirk, "Do you have any other questions?"

I really couldn't think of what to ask, my companion didn't speak, and even prepared to leave the lounge to prepare dinner.

"I didn't come here this time for work." Seeing Fu Zexuan's doubts, he announced seriously: "I ran away from home."

"You ran away from home that year."

Xu Han rubbed his nose, but didn't match Fu Zexuan's tone: "This time, the people he found to arrest me directly blocked my door. I can only come to you to take refuge."

At this moment, he probably didn't understand what Xu Han meant, so Fu Zexuan repeated again: "Refuge?"

Xu Han immediately smiled brightly: "I put all my luggage in the bedroom!"

After understanding, he said displeasedly: "Take it back."

"Don't!" Xu Han felt wronged, "I didn't do anything, I really don't want to be caught and face his cold face."

He obviously forgot that the person in front of him had a more cold face than his father.After thinking of this, he couldn't help smiling, and raised his hand to touch his chin to hide his embarrassment.

Fu Zexuan did not embarrass Xu Han, but explained: "He did not force you to inherit the family business."

"I've said it too, I just don't want to see him." He didn't want to dwell on this topic.

But Fu Zexuan guessed the reason why Xu Han was brought home. The most special thing about his recent behavior is this: "You have been very close to Yu Hengyun recently."

Hearing what Fu Zexuan said, Xu Han also realized this, and said in surprise: "Benefits?"

"uncertain."

Xu Han didn't care: "I don't care about these things, anyway, you have to let me hide for a few days."

The owner of the house, for some reason, suddenly gave in: "Don't disturb me."

Xu Han was delighted: "I promise not, sir!"

As he said that, his stomach suddenly sent a message that it was empty, so he signaled to Fu Zexuan: "It's time to eat."

It looked pitiful.

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