Looking at the bright moon

Seeing Sheng Huan stepping out the door, Xu Hancheng flicked the cigarette in his hand, leaned against the car door, and said in surprise, "It's so fast, why don't you chat with your friends?"

Sheng Huan shook his head and looked upstairs in the apartment.There was a small balcony there, and there were several flower pots beside the brown wooden railings. The branches and leaves inside had been shriveled and yellow, and were swaying left and right with the cold wind. Jiang Li lived in the room behind the balcony.

After that farce, it was no longer appropriate for Jiang Li and his sister to stay with Jiang Yushu, so Xu Hancheng arranged their current residence for them.Sheng Huan was worried about his friend's injuries, so he rushed over to visit him before he recovered from his illness. He didn't let go of Gao Xuan's heart until he confirmed that Jiang Li was fine.

A little snow fell again today, and a thin layer was spread on the stone steps.It's a bit slippery to step on.Sheng Huan walked down slowly, probably because he was still ill, his complexion was extraordinarily pale.It is as dark as black ink.It made that beautiful and delicate face a little more chilling and stern.Xu Hancheng looked up at him with his head up, and seeing Sheng Huan raised his hand, grabbed the neckline of the cloak and pulled it closer to the middle, he couldn't help being in a daze, as if seeing Wen Mingyu when he was a boy again.

The father and son have no similarities in appearance, but sometimes their expressions and small movements are exactly the same, which is why Xu Hancheng can't help but take extra care of Shenghuan.Before this young man appeared, Xu Hancheng had always been quite disappointed with the future young master of the Wen family. Wen Yongtang was brought up by Wen Mingyu, but he failed to inherit his uncle's skills.

Fifteen years ago, Wen Mingyu's father died in an assassination, and the Wen family was in chaos. At that time, everyone wanted to step on the dead body of their opponent and become the master of Longyuan.But no one expected that the final winner was Wen Mingyu, who had just returned from studying abroad and was only 15 years old.The third young master of the Wen family, who seldom appeared in front of the public and was almost forgotten, only took three years to successfully turn the disintegrated family business into a more prosperous one than before, and the scattered hearts were subdued by him one by one. Now maybe Some people will be dissatisfied with him, but they will never be dissatisfied.

Compared with his uncle, Wen Yongtang is more like a young playboy.Naive, arrogant, and far less interested in family business than eating, drinking and having fun, Wen Mingyu protected him too well, making him like a glass bead hidden in a clam shell, unable to withstand the slightest wind and rain.

Xu Hancheng saw a little new hope in Sheng Huan. The fact that the other party rescued his friend from Chunhua Lane alone a few days ago was enough to impress him.

Seeing Xu Hancheng staring at him again, Sheng Huan coughed lightly and reminded, "Uncle Xu, we should go."

Xu Hancheng patted him on the shoulder, walked around to the other side of the car, opened a door for him, and said, "Let's go."

The car turned around at the cross street and headed towards Chunhua Lane.

It was not the first time for Sheng Huan to take a car. When he was only a few years old, Sheng Yunyi took him out to play cards until late at night. She got drunk and was sent back by a car player.It rained heavily that night, and Sheng Yunyi held Sheng Huan's hand tightly, either scolding him or Wen Mingyu.The car was rickety, and the cabin was filled with the unpleasant smell of alcohol, making Sheng Huan almost vomit.

A snowflake passed through his memory and smashed against the car window. Sheng Huan pressed his fingers on that spot, feeling an unspeakable excitement in his heart.

When today is over, it's time for him to completely cut off his ties with Chunhua Lane.

Chunhua Lane was not very lively in the early morning. Sheng Huan got out of the car and was about to close the door when Xu Hancheng stretched out his hand to support him from inside.The other party poked his head out, frowned and looked at him with a very worried look: "You really don't want me to go in with you?"

Sheng Huan said, "It's not convenient for you."

He spoke briefly, but Xu Hancheng understood what it meant.The trip of the two of them was a private agreement without Wen Mingyu's permission, and Xu Hancheng, as Wen Mingyu's right-hand man, would inevitably be seen through, and many irrelevant people would guess the relationship between Sheng Huan and Long Yuan. It will make Wen Mingyu very unhappy.

Shenghuan didn't want that person to misunderstand her,

The gate of the Zhao Mansion was closed tightly, and a pair of golden lion-head copper buckles were embedded on the heavy door panel. It was once the deepest impression in Shenghuan's memory, but after only staying in Longyuan for a month, the place became strange. , Just like being repeatedly washed by the current, the past has become a shallow and pale shadow.

He lightly took a breath of the cold winter air, and ordered to the thugs who followed him: "Smash it open."

The thugs were hired by Xu Hancheng on behalf of Sheng Huan, and they did not belong to the Wen family. They took money to do things, but they performed very hard. The four big men smashed the door bolt with an ax in a few strokes, and kicked open the closed door.

Zhao Siniang was teaching a few new girls a lesson in the yard, when she first heard the loud noise, she couldn't help hugging her hair and screaming.She took a few steps back, saw Sheng Huan outside the door, her expression changed suddenly, and she shouted: "Little bastard with no conscience, come to find my mother's bad luck early in the morning!"

She turned her eyes and stared at the tall and burly thugs, she seemed a little scared: "Where did you find the backer, killing Mr. He is not enough, now you want to kill me, the savior?"

Upon first hearing the news, Sheng Huan thought he had heard it wrong, and blurted out, "He's dead? How did he die?"

Zhao Siniang said: "The killer you sent, why did you come to ask me? Do you think you can scare me by mentioning these things? I'm not afraid to say it again. Just yesterday, He Baoyue was poisoned in a restaurant and died on the street. But it's such a big scene!" She glanced sideways at Sheng Huan, and suddenly smiled: "My good boy, the police came to me last night to question me. Although I didn't shake you out, the people who saw you that day Quite a lot, there is no guarantee that you will not be found out. If you make any trouble again, few people will be able to protect you."

Her words were three parts true and three parts false, Sheng Huan did not fully believe her, but there was no need to doubt the news of He Baoyue's death.Sheng Huan's heart beat extremely fast in an instant, thinking blankly: Could it be that Wen Mingyu made the move?But he immediately denied this absurd idea. Wen Mingyu had no reason to spend unnecessary thoughts on him, but besides his father, who would avenge him on his behalf?

A chill crept up along Shenghuan's back. If it wasn't a coincidence, it meant that someone was watching him in the dark and knew what happened to him like the back of his hand.Who will this person be?

Zhao Siniang saw that his expression was different, and thought that the young man was intimidated by herself, so she comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, Mr. He has returned to his hometown, and he hasn't had time to get a backer. People won't spend a lot of time on him." She changed the subject, and slowly revealed her true purpose: "You have a high-minded temper, and you look down on our business, and I won't force you. But your mother was critically ill back then. , I have helped her a lot, this debt can't just be written off and let it be written off, right?"

Sheng Huan gave her a cold look, didn't bother to explain, and walked straight into the house.

The Zhao Mansion said it was not small, the building was divided into left and right sides by the conference guest room in the middle, the left side was the guest's room, and the right side was mostly an entertainment place for playing cards and listening to music.At that time, Sheng Yunyi occupied the best site on the left, facing the south, with a few large windows, when winter came, the velvet-like sunlight stretched in, warming the room.

No one stopped him, Sheng Huan walked into the room smoothly.The inside has been refurbished, hung with gaudy gauze curtains, and dressed like a country woman in full dress.He was originally full of aura, but when he saw the unrecognizable surroundings, his mind suddenly went blank. In the past, Sheng Huan had no awareness of Sheng Yunni's passing, until now, he was a little bit confused about what is right and what is wrong.

Seeing Sheng Huan standing there in a daze, the thug behind him asked, "Young Master, what do we need?"

Sheng Huan came to his senses and said, "Throw away all the mess, I'm looking for something."

He was vague, and the thugs didn't know what the mess meant, so they simply overturned all the furniture, as if they were demolishing a house.Zhao Siniang couldn't stand the wanton damage to the mansion, and wanted to rush in, but was blocked by an overturned mahogany wardrobe, so she stood at the door and shouted: "Stop! Sheng Huan, you don't know what's good and what's wrong, if you do this again Nonsense, be careful that I call Lao Jiu here, my mother will prevent you from going out of this door today!"

Sheng Huan ignored her screams, he quietly stared at the messy room, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and found the only old thing he was familiar with.

It was a western wall clock, which was donated by a benefactor of Sheng Yunye.It's a pity that something went wrong early, and the pointer has stopped moving.However, the shape of this clock is extremely exquisite and beautiful, and the dial is embedded with precious stones that shone like broken stars. Women are always very tolerant of beautiful things, so Zhao Siniang is the only one to keep it.

But it was not the clock that stopped his gaze, but the time marked by the hands.

It was exactly 25:[-], it was Sheng Huan's birthday.

No one in this world knows her own date of birth better than him, and Sheng Yunyi can't wait to brand this string of numbers on him, whenever she is drunk or in a bad mood, she will take it out to have a vicious feast.According to Sheng Yunye's words, his birth was an ordeal that nearly killed her, and it was a debt that Wen Mingyu and Sheng Huan would never pay off.

Wen Mingyu can dismiss this, but Sheng Huan cannot.It was precisely because of this debt that he endured harsh treatment for 16 years, until Sheng Yunye died and still did not feel relieved.

Seeing him staring at the clock, a thug thought it was blocking Sheng Huan's eyes, so he quickly picked up a wooden stick and threw it at the clock.Sheng Huan subconsciously wanted to stop the other party, but he couldn't grab the corner of the man's clothes with his hands, and his voice rushed out of his throat in an instant: "Wait—"

It was still a step too late, and after the loud noise, the clock shattered violently in front of him, and a package of things rolled down from the shell along with the parts, and scattered in the air with a splash.

Everyone inside and outside the room held their breath at the same time, watching this scene in disbelief.A lot of cash fell like fallen leaves, not only banknotes, but even some jewelry mixed in the debris all over the floor, I don't know how it was put in.The thug who caused the accident found that Sheng Huan's face was extremely ugly, and hurriedly bowed and apologized to him: "Young master, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't know this was..."

He was so frightened that he called out Xu Hancheng's name for Sheng Huan, shaking his head like a chicken pecking at rice, fearing that Sheng Huan would complain to Xu Hancheng when he turned around.

Sheng Huan's throat was dry, and he said softly after a long time, "It's okay."

He squatted down, found a piece of folded letter paper from the banknotes all over the floor, and slowly unfolded it.

The letter paper was brittle and yellowed, but the ink marks on it were brand new, and they were written by Sheng Yunye.

There are only four words on it, and it says "Never Owe".

Sheng Huan took a breath, tightened his five fingers suddenly, and squeezed the letter into a ball of waste paper.When she was about to die, Sheng Yunye finally untied his shackles, no matter whether her actions were out of love or hatred, he was free after all, and he should be happy.

But those four words were heavier than the debt Sheng Yunyi placed on him. Sheng Huan suddenly recalled that when he was a child, he knew some things, but he was ignorant. He always followed Sheng Yunni every step of the way, thinking To please your mother.

At first he didn't dare to get too close, he only dared to poke his head out halfway to look at it.Finding that the other party didn't pay attention to him, he boldly and carefully narrowed the distance, stepping up and down at Sheng Yun's feet, and refused to walk away even if she was scolded by her.

One night, Sheng Yunyi picked up a guest and kicked him out.Sheng Huan secretly hid outside the door, and suddenly heard Sheng Yunni's screams and guests' unbridled teasing from the room, Sheng Huan just thought his mother was being bullied, so he smashed the door recklessly, calling for her loudly, and it didn't take long , The door actually opened.

It was the guest who opened the door. His face was already blurred. Sheng Huan only remembered that the guest smelled of alcohol, his clothes were messy, and he stretched out his arms to hug him with his chest half open.The guest smiled and pinched his cheeks with his hands, praised him for his tender skin, cute appearance, and great strength in his hands. Sheng Huan cried in pain and struggled desperately in the other's arms.

With her hair loose, Sheng Yun lifted the gauze curtain and approached.Sheng Huan heard the conversation between the guests and her,

"This is my son." Sheng Yunyi answered lightly, with a smile in his tone: "Does he look like me?"

He was picked up by Sheng Yunyan, and he smelled the faint fragrance of her body.Sheng Huan was terrified, clutching the hem of her clothes, he desperately hid in Sheng Yun'e's arms, thinking that there was a place where he could get shelter.

Sheng Yunyu touched his face, his palm was as soft as a cloud, Sheng Huan was immediately comforted, and looked up at her in a daze.

But that hand moved down, unbuttoning his clothes one by one, Sheng Yunyi was also looking at him with a smiling expression, but her smile was bright and cold, and there was twisted paranoia in her eyes, as if A madman.

Sheng Yun said: "My dear son, since you love me, come and do it for me tonight, anyway, you are so likable."

The guest also laughed and reached out to caress him, he was still flirting with Sheng Yun, their voices were like a nightmare, completely cutting off Sheng Huan's last fantasy about his mother.

Sheng Huan couldn't remember what happened afterwards, he must have cried so much that he bit the guest hard, and the guest who lost his interest gave him a beating.Ever since she was a child, Sheng Huan had been beaten many times, but that one time was especially painful.

Sheng Yunye really has no feelings for him, even the last bit of kindness is to clear up the relationship between the two.Sheng Huan thought he was the same, but now that he saw the last letter she left, his heart suddenly filled with resentment and unwillingness. Even he himself felt that the origin of this emotion was absurd and despicable, but he couldn't restrain it.

Sheng Huan's eyes were so sore, he unconsciously raised his hand and rubbed it, but there was a gleam of water, and even his eyelashes were wet.But he himself seemed to be unconscious, stuffing the letter into his pocket indiscriminately, and picking up the banknotes on the ground one by one.The counted amount is only a bit more than what he had saved at the beginning, but for the terminally ill Sheng Yunye, it is all she can give.

He turned around, his expression became stern, and he looked at Zhao Siniang outside the door.Although Sheng Huan's eyes still had unfaded water color at this moment, there was an unprecedented fierce aura, which made Zhao Siniang subconsciously take a few steps back.

Sheng Huan said: "The account between us can be settled now."