Dangerous Contract

In a small city, all news travels fast.

It didn't take long for the news of Wan Fang's death and Tan Zhen's driving Qiao Si out of the house to reach Grandpa Yu Xing's ears.

For so many years, Wan Fang has always felt sorry for her. Although she knew that Grandpa Yu Xing held a grudge against their family, she would still have the cheek to take the initiative to visit that lonely old man every Chinese New Year.

It's been a long time, and the old man who has no children has longed for Wan Fang's visit every time the winter snow falls.When he heard that the man had died suddenly, he felt quite uncomfortable.

On the phone call between the grandfather and grandson to report their safety, the old man inadvertently brought up the news of the death of the survivor of the driver who caused the accident. That's how Yu Xing knew about Tan Zhen's current situation.

So Tan Zhen entered the door, and Yu Xing came behind.

"My condolences!" Yu Xing sat on the wooden bench opposite the small coffee table for a long time before he could squeeze out this sentence.

Tan Zhen raised his head slightly, and stared blankly at Yu Xing with bloodshot and sleepless eyes.He knew that this little brother was kind-hearted, and he definitely didn't come to see his jokes at this time, but he just had a breath stuck in his chest, which didn't go well.

"Then go to rest early, I'll go first." Seeing that Tan Zhen didn't want to talk, Yu Xing was about to get up. At that moment, he suddenly realized that the smiling, always optimistic and open-minded brother Zhen might disappear for a long time .

"Xing," Tan Zhen said again, suddenly realizing that his voice was as rough as sandpaper, "May I ask you something?"

Yu Xing stopped, his Adam's apple rolled, as if he had swallowed something, and then slowly opened his mouth again: "What?"

"Su Lang... No, is there any news from Su Junliang?" Tan Zhen asked.

"This..." Yu Xing turned around, sat down again, put his elbows on his knees, carefully looked at Tan Zhen who was sluggish, and said, "Can't you just forget about him?"

Tan Zhen inhaled sharply through his nose, turned sideways and took out the aquamarine ring with a light blue face from his pocket, slowly put it on the coffee table, and said, "How can I forget..."

Ever since Yu Xing was in a coma and heard Su Lang talking about the story of those two people for the first time beside his hospital bed, he had already prepared various psychological constructions for himself.

He once thought that although he was a staunch heterosexual, he could not deny that there would be another form of love in this world, especially in Brother Zhen, whom he liked.

If he likes it, then let him go, as long as Su Lang and Tan Zhen are together and they are happy, that's fine.

However, after several months of investigation, he found that the Su family was not as simple as imagined. It was not only a shameful underground hospital like Shaomao Sustop and Q City Welfare Institute, but also had many invisible business lines.

Su Lang, as the eldest son of the Su family, takes care of himself alone, Yu Xing will never believe it. Now he only thinks that his brother Zhen is too simple, fell in love with a monster who doesn't know what it really is, and went astray, and how They can't be pulled back.

"Brother Zhen," Yu Xing forced himself to be patient, "Before, you didn't tell me that the driver who caused the accident was your father's fault. I don't blame you. These days, I figured it out. It was his fault and I shouldn't Take your anger out on you. I was ignorant before, and your worries were not unreasonable. Now, we are still the same as before, I am your younger brother, you are my older brother, and a good brother who went through life and death. However, Su Lang and Let's not talk about everything about the Su family."

"Xing!" Tan Zhen smiled wryly, "Are you afraid that Su Lang and his father will do some shady things together, and then I will be involved? Haha, I know Su Lang very well, he is nothing He has been involved in the tricks that people with high moral character and dandies like to play, and tricks that seem to break through the bottom line of morality. However, he is not as bad as you imagine.

"You don't know, he and I didn't meet this summer. We knew each other when we were two or three or four years old. Since then, we have been very close, so good that we can see through each other .

"This period of time, I have been with him, from before your accident, to Shaomao's sudden stop, to my waking up from a coma, and this time to the Q City Orphanage, I have been with him, if he knows How could I not know what or what I was involved in?

"Or...if he knows everything, why would he risk his life to find me? Isn't life the most important thing?"

"Then how do I know!" Yu Xing really felt that Tan Zhen was possessed, "Some people are born to be adventurous! Some people are born to pretend to be good people to win sympathy."

"In the end, you still can't let go of the fact that I didn't tell you that the driver who caused the accident was my father?" Tan Zhen said coldly.

"Hey..." Yu Xing shook his head and got up again, "Brother Zhen, wake up, you should take a good rest for a few days, I have asked someone to help you find a job in a community nursing home, when you are in better condition, you can go there anytime. "

Tan Zhen knew that there was no way to find out the whereabouts of Su's father and son from Yu Xing, so he continued to ask in another way: "Then can you help me find out the past?"

"What's the matter?" Yu Xing frowned slightly, the professional sensitivity of the policeman made him listen carefully.

"Xiaoxian sent me a message after running away. It was my file when I first entered the Q City Welfare Institute 20 years ago. It said that my parents died in a fire. When I returned to Q City this time, I learned from my adoptive mother that I should He is the son of Man Tsinghua, a late real estate developer in City A. I want to know if this is true, and if I am Man Tsinghua's son, what living relatives are there? After all..."

"Well," Yu Xing's brows relaxed a little bit. Ever since he learned that Tan Zhen was an adopted orphan, he has always taken the matter of helping Tan Zhen find a relative to his heart. Now, he has a new clue. Man Qinghua was also a man of the year, so he should be able to quickly find some clues to help Tan Zhen identify his ancestors.

Tan Zhen stayed in the rented house for a whole week, falling asleep drowsily during the day, but was extraordinarily awake at night.

Yu Xing, Deng Xiaoxian, Wan Fang, Su Lang... faces passed by before him, and when he really wanted to say something to those faces, they disappeared.

Finally, after a night of insomnia, Tan Zhen stood in front of the window, watching the street lights on the side of the street go dark, and the city gradually turned blue. He realized that he could not continue to consume without any doubt.

He took a shower, looked at his blurred face in the foggy mirror, took out a T-shirt that the other party often wore from Su Lang's suitcase, and put it on.

Now he misses Su Lang to the point where he relies on the smell of the clothes left by the other party to comfort himself. Only by smelling the faint fragrance on the clothes can Tan Zhen calm down a little.

These days, apart from being drowsy, what he does most often is to search the Internet for all the rumors related to the Man family who disappeared into the sea of ​​fire 20 years ago.

Finally, in an old blog that had been idle for many years, Tan Zhen saw an article similar to a travelogue.

The article was written very casually and sloppily, only saying that "this is the former residence of the most famous real estate developer in this city that disappeared in the fire many years ago".This statement cleverly avoids the name of the city and the owner of the former residence.

The blogger’s name is also a string of unreadable foreign characters.

Attached to the article are a few travel photos that are not very clear in focus and not carefully framed.In the photo, it is desolate and desolate, but it can be vaguely seen that it seems to be a half-dead park.

It was only then that he remembered that although he was coming to City A for the sixth year, he knew very little about this city.

The author has something to say: see you tomorrow, good night!