man god tell me to die

Zhao Zixin took Zhou Qiyan's hand all the way home, and the different eyes on the way didn't affect him at all.On the contrary, Zhou Qiyan was always a little embarrassed.

Before entering the house, Zhou Qiyan took several deep breaths at the door.

Looking at his nervous look funny, Zhao Zixin said, "It's over?"

"En." Zhou Qiyan replied with firm eyes, and even felt a sense of determination like a strong man cut his wrist.

Couldn't stop laughing in his heart, Zhao Zixin didn't show his face, and said, "Then let's go in." He was about to turn around and open the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Zhao Zixin was startled by a person who suddenly appeared inside.

Qin Che also looked at the door that opened suddenly and the two people who appeared suddenly with a look of astonishment.

After reacting first, Zhao Zixin smiled and said, "What a coincidence."

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Qin Che said, "Yeah...what a coincidence." He stepped back to let the two of them open the door, and said, "Aunt Fang is out of cooking wine. He said you love that dish the most. Go buy some. Aunt Fang is in the kitchen."

After speaking, he walked out.

When Zhou Qiyan passed by, the two nodded as a greeting.

After closing the door, Zhao Zixin found a pair of slippers for Zhou Qiyan.

When taking off his shoes, Zhou Qiyan asked, "Who was that just now?"

Leaning by the door, Zhao Zixin looked at Zhou Qiyan's hand untying his shoelace, and said, "My mother's employer."

Nodding his head, Zhou Qiyan didn't think much about it, his mind is now full of what to say when he sees Zhao's mother.

When the two came to the kitchen, Mother Zhao had just cooked a dish.Seeing Zhao Zixin, she first smiled, and then thought of something, the originally happy smile took on a tinge of bitterness.

"Are you back? You can eat later." Mother Zhao said softly.

Seeing her mother like this, Zhao Zixin felt a little distressed, walked over and hugged her, Zhao Zixin said: "Mom, don't think too much."

The son's thoughtfulness made Zhao's mother feel sore in her heart and her eyes. Seeing Zhou Qiyan following behind, she calmed down and let go of Zhao Zixin. Zhao's mother asked, "This is?"

Taking a look at Zhou Qiyan, Zhao Zixin said, "This is my classmate, Zhou Qiyan."

The winking classmate Zhou Qiyan seized the opportunity, directly bowed ninety degrees, and said loudly, "Hello, Auntie!"

It's hard to imagine that this bright-looking, even handsome young man in front of me can have such a powerful voice. Zhao's mother froze for a moment, and said with a smile: "Hello, hello, welcome. In our house, just like your own Just the same." Although she doesn't understand why this classmate wants to come to the house now, but her son has grown up and can decide his own affairs, and she won't ask too much.

After saying hello, Mother Zhao sent the two of them out, and continued to work in the kitchen by herself.Zhou Qiyan said that he would follow suit, but was rejected by Zhao's mother on the grounds that she could not bother the guests.

Pulling him back to his room, Zhao Zixin said, "Do whatever you want, don't be so courteous."

Sitting decadently on Zhao Zixin's bed, Zhou Qiyan said dejectedly, "I'm too nervous..."

After wailing twice, Zhou Qiyan sighed again: "But Auntie is really gentle, no wonder you are so gentle."

Zhao Zixin, who was once said to be indifferent, and was complained by Yang Yicheng when he didn't smile, looked at his face and didn't dare to speak, sighed in his heart, and sure enough, there are a thousand Hamlets in a thousand people's hearts.

I don't even think about whether I have been treated differently.

Seizing this opportunity, Zhou Qiyan rolled left and right on Zhao Zixin's bed, turning the neat bed into a mess, especially like a crime scene.

Zhao Zixin's room is the standard configuration of an ordinary boy's room, at most it is neater.And his bed has not been slept in for a long time, and there is no so-called breath for a long time.

But as soon as Zhou Qiyan thought that this was Zhao Zixin's bed, he rolled happily on it, rubbing here and there, wishing he could turn into a puddle of moving ooze and roll around in every corner.

Qin Che bought the cooking wine and made Zhao's mother the last dish, and left without staying for dinner.

The next day, Zhao Zixin helped Mother Zhao pack her luggage, and the three of them rushed to Yancheng.

Coming to this quiet town again, Zhao Zixin felt an indescribable sense of strangeness in his heart.In fact, it has only been less than two years since I left, but I always feel that it is already a matter of my previous life.

He likes this place very much. The quiet and beautiful town can make people feel calm.

It's a pity that it probably missed it after all.

The three of them didn't stop, and went straight to the former Zhao family's old house when they arrived in Yancheng.

The old Zhao family house was left by Zhao Zixin's grandparents. It is a small house with four rooms and a small courtyard.Grandpa Zhao and Grandma Zhao passed away early, and Father Zhao has no other brothers and sisters, and some relatives who are not close have long since cut off contact.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a lot of broken branches and leaves, and the air was filled with the smell of loneliness. The room was even more messy and unpopular. It really didn't look like a place where a person lived.

After simply tidying up two rooms, Zhao Zixin accompanied Mother Zhao to put down the luggage and went to the police station where they were contacted.

Although many neighbors identified the deceased as Zhao's father, the family members still need to sign to confirm the identity of the deceased before they can issue a death certificate.

I never thought that seeing my biological father again would be like this.Looking at the face that had begun to swell, but vaguely resembled his own, Zhao Zixin felt that perhaps for this person, death would be a relief, after all, his life was meaningless.

Perhaps the police also felt the indifference of the deceased's wife and children, and the procedures were handled very quickly and without delay.

The people from the funeral home I contacted before were already on their way, and the mother and son were waiting in the lounge of the police station.

On the other side, Zhou Qiyan, who was inconvenient to follow, idly wandered around, successfully looked inside and out of Zhao's old house, and came across a photo of Zhao Zixin when he was a child.

Looking at the photo, he looks about five or six years old. In all fairness, the kid in it really doesn’t look like Zhao Zixin. If it wasn’t for his name written in crappy fonts on the back, Zhou Qiyan would probably think: “Hey! Who is this clown? Egg!"

Putting away the rare "black photo", Zhou Qiyan walked out of the gate of Zhao's house. Just when he was wondering whether to lock the gate, he suddenly heard someone say, "Hey, kid, you're back!"

Turning around, Zhou Qiyan saw an old lady with a hunchback at the opposite door.He looked left and right, there was no one else here except himself, pointing at his nose, he asked doubtfully, "Me?"

Mrs. Wang is a little presbyopic, but she still remembers that the little boy from the Zhao family was good-looking and fair, but this one doesn't look like him now.Smiling, she said, "Oh, I'm old, and I recognized the wrong person." Looking at the open door of Zhao's house, Mrs. Wang said with a little sigh: "The man in this family is dead, and the police said he was going to kill him." I contacted his wife and children, but I don't know if I could get in touch. Hey... a crime..."

After she finished speaking, she was about to turn around and go back to her home. Zhou Qiyan's heart moved, and she chased after her and said, "Grandma, their family has found it. I'm a friend of his son's. I'm here to help this time."

Hearing this, Mrs. Wang turned her head and said with surprise and relief in her tone, "Really? I didn't expect to find them."

Nodding, Zhou Qiyan said, "Grandma, Zixin and I are good friends. He has been unhappy recently because of his uncle's affairs. I don't know how to comfort him. Tell me, what happened to uncle?"

"You child, you have a heart. Zi Xin and the others should be doing well now, right?" Mrs. Wang gave Zhou Qiyan an appreciative look and asked.

"not bad."

"Hey... let's go, come into my house and say, just to accompany my old lady." Mrs. Wang said that she wanted to pull Zhou Qiyan in.

Looking back at the door of the Zhao family that was still open, Zhou Qiyan said, "Grandma, the door of Zi Xin's house is still open. How about we go to his house?"

Shaking her head, Mrs. Wang said: "No, I don't want to go to their house anymore. When Zi Xin and the others didn't come back, the door was never closed. There is nothing to steal from their house. Know."

Following Mrs. Wang into their home, Zhou Qiyan asked, "Grandma, how did Uncle Zhao get away?"

Mrs. Wang remembered what happened this morning.

At around 07:30 this morning, she went out for a walk after breakfast as usual.Before leaving the house, he was still thinking that last night was quite safe, and he didn't hear the sound of the old Zhao's son coming home. Normally, the child would make a lot of noise when he came home.

But I didn't want to, and saw him lying on the ground when I went out.Mrs. Wang was taken aback, and only thought that he was drunk and couldn't make it into the house, so she slept outside.Although she doesn't like this child, but the weather is not warm now, how can she just sleep on the stone road like this?

Walking over and poking Zhao Fuxi with a cane, Mrs. Wang shouted: "Boy, wake up, go home and sleep!"

Naihe yelled for a long time, but no one on the ground moved. Mrs. Wang was a little nervous, but when she saw the blood stains on the steps next to her, her heart skipped a beat.Going home and waking her son up, Mrs. Wang asked her son to take a look and found that the man must have died.

Speaking of this, Zhou Qiyan was silent for a while, and asked: "Grandma, uncle, has he always been like this?"

Mrs. Wang sighed, and said with some emotion: "Yes, it has always been like this. When Zhao's daughter-in-law was still there, he would use her salary to gamble and drink! Every time he lost a bet and went home, he would take his wife and children leak."

Suddenly, Mrs. Wang remembered something, and her expression became very angry. She said: "I remember one time very clearly. At that time, Zi Xin's child was probably less than two years old, and Zhao's daughter-in-law suddenly changed to night shift. In the past, the child worked during the day The old guys around us helped to take care of it. She refused to let us see what she said at night, saying that she had confessed to the child’s father. As a result, the bastard was drinking at home and was called away by his gang of cronies at night. If so, lock the child at home."

Slowing down, she continued: "We were all asleep at the time, and no one knew what was going on. The old woman next door to them heard it first. I heard from her that the child cried for a long time inside, and his voice was sore. They had no choice but to contact the parents of the child. In the end, it was Mrs. Chen and his son who knocked on the lock before going in and taking the child out. I didn’t see it at the time, hey... for such a small child, he had to How scary..."

Zhou Qiyan's mind buzzed, he felt like he was going to explode.

"Turn on the light first, I'm afraid of the dark."

Thinking of Zhao Zixin's pale face last time, his chest was so congested that he couldn't breathe.