Waiting for you at the place where you are reborn

"I've asked..." He Feng's expression was helpless and desolate, "Is he the arsonist? How did he get the prescription? Did he take Zhang Keyan away? Song Simiao has asked him more than a hundred times. He said to Song Simiao, 'There is no one left in the Zhang family. Thanks to me, the Zhang family's prescription can be passed down. I have been looking for Zhang Keyan. Didn't you see it?'"

He Xinyan opened her eyes wide, "I really can't believe it, Song Siyao and I saw it completely differently."

Fang Zheng stared at the photo without saying anything.

He Feng held his hand, "Fang Zheng, I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to live with hatred. Now that you know, I hope you can be more open-minded. Things have happened, and we must face it bravely and live on. Song Simiao and I saved you and kept you because we hope you can continue your father's life and the life of the Zhang family."

Fang Zheng looked up at He Feng, his eyes filled with tears, and after a long while he said, "Uncle He - thank you."

As he said that, he stood up and walked out the door. He Xinyan quickly stopped him and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I-I want to go back to the hotel." Fang Zheng said.

"Wait a minute, I'll take you back." He Xinyan said.

"No, I want to be alone." Fang Zheng said, closed the door and left without looking back.

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When he returned to the hotel, Fang Zheng was sweating all over but felt cold.

When he reached the door of the room, he leaned against the door frame, took out the door card, and before he opened the door, his body slowly slid down.

Ruan Xiaojing, who was in the opposite room, heard the noise, opened the door, and saw Fang Zheng squatting at the door.

"What's wrong with you?" Ruan Xiaojing walked over and squatted beside Fang Zheng.

"It's okay." Fang Zheng shook his head in confusion, with tears in his eyes that he couldn't hide.

"What happened?" Ruan Xiaojing asked anxiously. She had never seen Fang Zheng like this before, depressed, frustrated, lonely, and even painful.

Fang Zheng staggered and tried to stand up and open the door. Ruan Xiaojing reached out and touched his forehead. "You have a fever. Let's go. I'll take you to the hospital."

"I want to take a walk alone." He rushed downstairs of the hotel with all his strength.

……

Fang Zheng walked aimlessly on the streets of Qingjiang for a long time.

The phone in his shirt pocket kept ringing and then stopping. He didn't want to answer the phone or communicate with anyone. His heart was in a mess, and he couldn't even tell whether he was angry, sad or desperate.

Such emotions made him wonder how to face his future self. What a joke he had played on himself. He worked at Yide Pharmaceutical.

The crowds and traffic on the street gradually thinned out.

Fang Zheng found himself walking to the bank of the city river. Looking around, the night was gentle, the street lights were dimly lit, and the weeping willows by the river were swaying in the wind. The shadows of the trees were dancing. It was originally a beautiful scene, but at this moment, he had no intention of appreciating it.

Fang Zheng walked onto the arch bridge. He leaned against the stone railing beside the bridge and looked back at the river bank. There was no one nearby and the surroundings were silent.

Fang Zheng sighed, tears welling up in his eyes again. From childhood to adulthood, no matter how wronged he was, he would never shed a tear. But today, he couldn't control his emotions.

The truth that he was determined to find out turned out to be as cruel as He Feng said.

The image of Song Siyao and everything about Yide Pharmaceutical appeared in his mind, making him unable to calm down.

Everything can never go back to the way it was before. Facing Song Siyao again and returning to Yide Pharmaceutical, he can no longer be as indifferent as before.