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Xie Xinghe was still deeply concerned about what Chu Ming said that day. Coupled with Fan Jiarong's words and Zhou Lai's weird reaction, it was hard for him not to associate and speculate, so he found a private detective to investigate some things.

A few days later, Xie Xinghe came to the place where Zhou Luoluo grew up.

Different from the urban area, the streets here are a bit dilapidated. There are many small cars parked on both sides of the street. Vendors gather here. Many people surround the vendors. The whole street is bustling. Although it is not as busy as the prosperous urban area, there are many A little breath of life.

According to the information he received, Xie Xinghe has been walking along a small path. The deeper he goes, the quieter the surroundings become. The houses on both sides are getting older and older. Even the path under his feet has become bumpy and uneven. .

Walking in front of a low, old residential building, Xie Xinghe stopped. He glanced at the photos on his phone, and then looked up at the house in front of him. The tiles are lingering, even more dilapidated than the pictures I got.

Xie Xinghe was tall and burly, and his whole body was glamorous. He seemed a bit out of place in such an environment. Soon, someone noticed his existence, but those people were all watching from a distance, and no one stepped forward.

Xie Xinghe noticed those gazes, but he didn't move. He just looked down at the phone, and looked up at the old house from time to time.Seeing that he didn't respond, those people staring at him quickly dispersed and went about their own affairs.

After a while, someone came forward.

The person who came to talk to him was an old man. She staggered over with a cane, squinted her eyes and looked up and down Xie Xinghe: "Young man, who are you looking for?"

Xie Xinghe turned his head to look, and found that it was an old man with gray hair and a vicissitudes of life. He pouted, and then slightly bowed his body: "Grandma, I just came to have a look, I don't look for anyone."

Grandma shook her head slowly: "This old place, there is nothing to see."

The old man was thin and haggard, with some deep wrinkles on his neck. He looked up at the house while talking: "It's not good here, young people are looking forward to going out, and when they go out, they don't want to come back again, let alone outside. people want to come in.”

Xie Xinghe responded softly, hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively: "Grandma, do you know the Zhou family?"

"The Zhou family?" Grandma was taken aback, "Could it be..."

"Zhou Luoluo's family." Xie Xinghe added.

Hearing this, the old man's face changed again and again, and he looked at Xie Xinghe with complicated eyes: "No wonder it attracts outsiders, so they are people who know the Zhou family."

"Yes." Xie Xinghe nodded: "I came this time just to inquire about Zhou Luoluo."

He just asked with the mentality of trying, but he didn't want the old man to be silent for a while, and then said slowly: "I don't know much."

Xie Xinghe was a little surprised, but then, the old man looked at Xie Xinghe warily: "Do you really know the Zhou family's son?"

Xie Xinghe was stunned for a moment, and quickly took out the wallet in his pocket, and there was a photo in the wallet, which was a photo of him and Zhou Luoluo. Fortunately, the two people in the photo were not close, but a picture of them standing side by side. together.

The old man looked at the photo, and then said: "What do you want to know?"

"What kind of person is Zhou Luoluo's father?" Xie Xinghe asked cautiously.

Grandma touched the crutch hard: "This man... what is this man called Zhou? Zhou Lai?"

Xie Xinghe nodded.

"Abandoning a wife and son is not a good thing." Grandma shook her head, and then hit the ground with her cane: "He left those two mothers and daughters behind for so many years and never came back."

"Then do you know what happened to their family back then?"

Grandma struggled to recall the events of the year: "Not long after that boy's parents died, the Zhou family started to have troubles. It's a pity that that child Zhou Luoluo suffers."

"The day Zhou Lai ran away, I was farming outside. I didn't see the scene. I heard people said that Zhou's house was very chaotic at that time. The parents quarreled and the child was injured. Zhou Luoluo was still young at that time, and I heard people said that he was hit by the corner of the glass table. Huiyue was crying and fussing but couldn't keep Zhou Lai, so Zhou Lai still ran away with others, and the two adults just kept the child in the living room and didn't care about it. Aunt Wang couldn't stand it anymore and called her own man to take the child to the hospital." As she spoke, the grandma sighed: "It is probably because this matter has cast a shadow on the child. Never spoke again."

Listening to the old man repeating the past, Xie Xinghe's heart became more and more depressed, and the hands hanging on the side of his trousers gradually clenched into fists.

He spoke with a hoarse voice: "Then... what happened next?"

"That's how it was later on." The old man said: "People can't be found even if they run away, and Cong Huiyue can't do anything about it."

"I mean Zhou Luoluo."

The old man gave him a strange look: "What can he do as a child, he can only rely on his mother to live, even if Cong Huiyue vents his anger on him, he can only bear it." After finishing speaking, she sighed again. He breathed a sigh of relief: "It's really a crime to involve a child in an adult's grievances. How many times a child has been tossed like that, treated as a doormat by his own mother, and ended up unable to speak."

"That's all I know about what happened back then."

Xie Xinghe: "Thank you, I will trouble you."

The old man waved his hand and looked around: "Don't make it public. Cong Huiyue won't hear anyone mention the incident back then. If she finds out, she will make another scene."

Xie Xinghe frowned.

After finishing speaking, the old man leaned on crutches and planned to leave, but after walking a few steps, she suddenly turned around again: "Suddenly remembered that Zhou Luoluo came back some time ago."

Xie Xinghe was a little surprised, he stayed with Zhou Luoluo every day but didn't know about it.

"Since Huiyue called him back for a blind date, I heard that he met a silly girl."

"What?" Xie Xinghe looked up, looking at the old man's leaving back in disbelief.

After talking with the old man, Xie Xinghe felt more and more distressed about Zhou Luoluo, and more and more confusions in his heart, which were tightly entwined like scattered balls of thread.

Just when he was confused, a female voice sounded.

"Are you here to find us Luoluo?"

Xie Xinghe turned his head and saw a good-looking middle-aged woman. He was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the person standing in front of him was Zhou Luoluo's mother, Cong Huiyue.

"What did you come to find Luoluo for?"

Before Xie Xinghe could find an excuse, he heard Cong Huiyue's voice again.

When Xie Xinghe was in a daze, Cong Huiyue had already sized him up and down, seeing Xie Xinghe's attire and the ring on his hand, Cong Huiyue turned her eyes and said, "It's a pity that I There is no way I can help you."

Seeing Xie Xinghe looking at her, Cong Huiyue continued: "I haven't been able to contact Luoluo for a long time, and he refuses to answer my calls or reply to my messages."

"I don't know what he's busy with. He's so busy that he doesn't even have time to contact his mother." As she spoke, Cong Huiyue's eyes gradually turned red, and her tone sounded pitiful. After believing Cong Huiyue's words, she began to condemn Zhou Luoluo's "unfilial" behavior, but unfortunately, the person standing in front of her at this time was Xie Xinghe.

Xie Xinghe listened to Cong Huiyue's words, his heart didn't fluctuate, but on the surface he had enough drama: "Why doesn't he want to contact you?"

Cong Huiyue paused briefly, and said casually: "He is already in his 20s, I called him back for a blind date, but he lost his temper at me, ran away from home and refused to contact me anymore." , she gradually increased the volume, as if speaking loudly to embolden herself.

"Do you have a way to contact him?"

Xie Xinghe shook his head.

Seeing this, Cong Huiyue looked disappointed and said in a dissatisfied tone: "Then what are you looking for him for?"

Xie Xinghe found an excuse: "Let him pay back the money."

Hearing this, Cong Huiyue's face changed drastically: "I have no money!"

She took two steps back with a flustered expression: "I, I don't have any money with me. He hasn't transferred the money for several months. Zhou Luoluo still owes me the money!" It was as if she was afraid that Xie Xinghe would rely on her, saying After saying this, she turned around and left in a hurry.

Xie Xinghe looked at the back of Cong Huiyue running away, squinted his eyes, then turned and left. He didn't rush home, but asked Fan Jiarong again cheekily.

"What do you need from me?" Fan Jiarong hurried over from get off work, and saw Xie Xinghe looking out the window absent-mindedly.

Xie Xinghe came back to his senses, and went straight to the point: "Today I went to the place where Luoluo... grew up." He wanted to talk about home, but in the end he felt that the place was really not worthy of the word.

Fan Jiarong looked at him in surprise: "Where are you going?"

"Chatted a few words with the neighbors in the neighborhood." Xie Xinghe paused, and then said: "I also met Zhou Luoluo's mother."

Hearing this, Fan Jiarong was not calm anymore, and unconsciously tapped the table with his index finger: "What did you say?"

"Some time ago, Zhou Luoluo went back once, did you know?" Xie Xinghe said, "He was called back to go on a blind date."

Fan Jiarong gritted his teeth: "It's not a blind date, it's exchanging him for money."

"What do you mean?" Xie Xinghe frowned, not understanding the meaning of Fan Jiarong's words. Many things happened to Zhou Luoluo, but he didn't know anything about it. He wanted to know the answer urgently, and his tone of voice was a little more anxious. : "Tell me, what the hell is going on."

Fan Jiarong was silent, unwilling to speak.

Xie Xinghe felt restless because of Fan Jiarong's hesitation, but Xie Xinghe also knew that his past actions had disappointed Fan Jiarong, and he had lost his trust in him.

Knowing that he was wrong, Xie Xinghe began to confess: "I went there to know about Luoluo's past, and I wanted to know what Zhou Luoluo went through in the past."

"I can't let him go."

He looked down at his trouser legs, thinking of himself some time ago: "I didn't realize my feelings when we just broke up. I thought Luoluo was no different from those exes before. I was just dumped so I couldn't let him go."

"I thought I'd be able to forget him after a while, and then I'd be like before..."

Fan Jiarong slammed the table to interrupt Xie Xinghe's words, and looked at Xie Xinghe with raised eyebrows.

Xie Xinghe said again: "But as time passed, I cared more and more about him. I began to wonder if he took good care of himself by himself, and whether he ate his meals obediently."

"When I met interesting things and wanted to share them with him, I became more and more unaccustomed to my home alone, and began to miss the summer with him."

"It wasn't until then that I realized that no matter how much time passed, I couldn't forget Zhou Luoluo."

"I want to share my life with him and want him to be a part of my life."

Xie Xinghe lowered his eyes: "I like him."

After saying this, he paused for a long time.

Afterwards, Xie Xinghe looked up at Fan Jiarong, his expression and tone were sincere like never before: "So, tell me, what happened back then, and the blind date."

He leaned forward slightly, lowered his head, and said sincerely, "Let me know, please."

Fan Jiarong was so shocked by Xie Xinghe's actions that he couldn't react for a while. He stared blankly at Xie Xinghe who remained motionless, and did not respond for a long time.

He didn't move, Xie Xinghe maintained the posture of bowing, and the two of them maintained this strange posture for a long time.