Rebirth: Truth Does Not Dig Coal

Xu Hao stood in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, fiddled with his cuffs, and looked at his own figure in the mirror.

He is 17 years old now. He wears a light gray shirt and wears a jacket tailored to suit hard fabrics. It looks like a suit, but it is not a suit in the orthodox sense, so it will not look old-fashioned.His hair is not long, so Xu Hao's father asked a stylist to scratch it twice with pomade, exposing his smooth forehead.At first glance, the rebellious vigor of the youth has been slightly restrained, but there is still some uncontrollable ardent light shining from the eyes.

It is the feeling of a man who is about to become an adult, but this temperament is still too young for Xu Hao. Xu Hao always feels that he should be more mature and stable.

I went downstairs with some emotion, and the car was already waiting at the door.

Xu Hao's father was wearing a regular handmade business suit, his hair was smeared with wax, and he stood by the car and looked up from time to time. When he saw Xu Hao going downstairs, he gestured for Xu Hao to get in the car quickly.

Xu Hao trotted into the back seat in two steps.

As soon as he got up, he heard his father order the driver to leave quickly. Xu Hao glanced at his watch, seeing that it was still early, and said, "Dad, what time is it, why are you in a hurry."

Xu Hao's father looked quite nervous, took out a towel and wiped the sweat on his palms, and said to Xu Hao, "What do you know, I am most afraid of being late for this kind of occasion, let's go early and wait in the car, then It’s better than going later.”

When Xu Hao heard it, he felt that it was such a reason, so he simply stopped talking and went to look out the window.

In today's society, the higher the level, the more serious the class division, and the bigger the family business, who hasn't had a time when life is forced.

For example, in the case of Xu Hao's family, if someone praises him, someone will step on it. Xu Hao's father looks good in front of some people, but if he climbs up, he will be in a state of embarrassment.

This is normal.

Xu Hao and his father arrived a bit early, the car stopped in a remote place, and then the two waited in the car for more than 20 minutes before Xu Hao's father instructed the driver to drive to the main entrance.

Xu Hao got out of the car and looked around.

There is only a courtyard that looks very old in front of you. It is separated from the outside world by a high gray wall, but overall the area is not large.

There were two doormen in suits standing at the door, and there were guests walking in one after another. Xu Hao and his father were right behind a young woman.

The woman was wearing a bright red tube top dress, her skin was as fair as milk, and a very exaggerated big sunglasses were placed on the bridge of her nose, revealing a small mouth with a slight smile, Xu Hao glanced at it. Looks familiar, think about it carefully, isn't this the actor who is so popular right now?

Xu Hao has never paid much attention to the entertainment industry, and he will not be able to remember his name for a while.

Following his father handing over the invitation card, he walked into the courtyard, in a classic and simple courtyard style, the door of the main room in the center was closed tightly, while the door of the side room was open.Xu Hao walked in, and saw that the appliances in the room were neatly arranged, and there was an opening in the wall, and there was an elevator room that didn't quite fit the design of the house.

This should be the entrance.

The five people who were traveling with me took the elevator down to the second floor. As soon as the door opened, the glamorous lights came into sight, and the golden and green lights in front of my eyes were as bright as daytime.

The architectural style here is still Chinese.

Walking out of the elevator, big red lanterns hang on both sides of the corridor. The corridor is not long, and when you walk out, you can see a whole wall of murals, exquisite and delicate, I don’t know which master’s handwriting it is.

The building is built underground, and the high-quality bamboo and wood decorate the interior space in an antique style. The structure is open and bright, and the stairs are well arranged. On the contrary, the inconspicuous corners are wrapped with black marble. This is luxurious and quite tasteful. Ordinary people can't do it.

Xu Hao thought about a few dignitaries who had impressions in his previous life. Xu Hao had met those of the same generation who were close to Yan Ze before, but most of them were children from families in the system. This kind of situation.Thinking about the business world, Xu Hao is not very familiar with him. Xu Hao's father always thought that Xu Hao was in school, and rarely let him get in touch with complicated contacts. In addition, Xu Hao spent several years abroad in his previous life, and he could count the people in the business world in his mind. very limited.

Xu Hao followed his father through the promenade. At the end of the road, it suddenly became clear that it was clearly the basement. Xu Hao and the others walked out, but they were standing on a rooftop on the second floor.

Looking down from the countertop, a spacious hall is below, a magnificent chandelier hangs high above the head, and countless teardrop-shaped glass shards reflect the light on the ground, illuminating the entire underground space exceptionally tall.

Xu Hao secretly marveled at the handwriting of this underground palace. When he walked down the stairs on the roof, his eyes were suddenly attracted by a painting on the other side.

It was an oil painting, which was placed on the side of the hall just like an exhibition. The picture was a pier, in a typical impressionist style, with sea water mottled with various colors of paint, and a lighthouse on the shore. A pair of tiny men and women hugged under the lighthouse. A gloomy dusk with thick ink and heavy colors.

Xu Hao stared at the painting, and suddenly felt something disturbed in the depths of his memory, and then his steps stopped suddenly.

He had seen this painting.

Just in the previous life, somewhere, but the impression is not deep.Maybe it was just a glimpse, but for some reason, Xu Hao felt a chill on the back of his neck, and goosebumps stood up in an instant.

A bad feeling.

Just as he was distracted, Xu Hao was dragged by someone, and when he turned around, he saw his father was sweating nervously, and while smiling, he kept winking at Xu Hao.Xu Hao followed his father's gaze again, only to realize that they had walked into a line of guests at some point, and they would block the way if they didn't move forward.

Standing in line at the stairway is to greet the owner here.

While the guests were walking, Xu Hao concentrated on seeing an old man nearly 80 years old sitting on a soft sofa not far away. Although he was thin and bony, he was hale and hearty. He was wearing a silk Tang suit.

The old man held a cigar between his hands, and greeted someone in front of him, but he didn't mention the cigar in his hand very often. He smiled occasionally, and most of them nodded. Vast and stable.

After Xu Hao looked at it, he felt like a flame had caught on in his heart just now. After two seconds of silence, it suddenly exploded!

It turned out to be Old Shao!

Mr. Shao has been in Hong Kong all year round, and Xu Hao didn't even remember thinking of him just now.

But Xu Hao clearly remembered that the first time he met this person in his last life was in college, how could the schedule suddenly be advanced by so many years?

Xu Hao felt extremely confused for a while, but couldn't figure out a good plan.Since Mr. Shao is here, does that mean?

Seeing that there were only two families left in front of the queue, Xu Hao raised his head hesitantly, but saw another person coming down the stairs on the side opposite to where the guests were standing.

The stairs are behind Mr. Shao, and the room over there is not a place where guests will walk around.

This person is Yan Ze.

Yan Ze looked the same as usual, he walked down the stairs with a pocket in one hand, condescending and nonchalantly sizing up the guests below from upstairs.

Then when Xu Hao noticed Yan Ze, his eyes met Yan Ze's as soon as he passed by.

For some reason, Yan Ze didn't seem surprised that Xu Hao would appear here.He stared at Xu Hao's eyes and even narrowed his eyes.

In front of Xu Hao and his father was a rather greasy middle-aged uncle, who had to flick his well-smeared bangs every time he said a polite word, before he finished speaking, Yan Zeren had already walked down.

Yan Ze completely ignored the person standing in front of Xu Hao, pointed in Xu Hao's direction, and said casually, "Grandpa, my classmate."

The uncle in front of Xu Hao is also a god. Looking at him with a wide body and a fat body, he followed Yan Ze's finger and jumped away like a pinball. Xu Hao was shocked by his potential.

Then being introduced by Yan Ze, Mr. Shao showed a rare look of surprise. Mr. Shao has spoken Cantonese all his life, and Yan Ze also spoke Cantonese with him.The two spoke a few more words casually, and then glanced at Xu Hao in the direction Yan Ze pointed.

The two masters looked this way, and the people around followed their gazes and looked this way too. Xu Hao was like a crowd of stars for a moment, even his father stared at him fiercely as if he had never seen him before. Look, Xu Hao had no choice but to bite the bullet and keep a polite smile in the direction of Yan Ze and Shao Lao.

Then Mr. Shao pointed at Yan Ze and said with a smile, "I said that you usually don't like to participate in this kind of thing. It turns out that there are friends here."

So he asked Xu Hao in Mandarin with a little accent, "What's your name, young man?"

When Xu Hao was questioned, he felt as if he was being called in by the organization. He said, "Hello, Grandpa Shao, my name is Xu Hao." Then he introduced to the side, "This is my father, Xu Anzhi."

Xu Hao's father rushed to say hello.

Mr. Shao nodded with a smile, "Yes, you and A Ze are both classmates and friends, so our two families shouldn't be so polite." Then he told Xu Hao's father, "Mr. Forgive me more, Zhou." Xu Hao's father was flattered, he quickly agreed, and was taken to the other side by the waiter.

Then he turned to Xu Hao and said, "Ah Ze doesn't make friends very often. He speaks a bit harshly sometimes, but he has the softest heart. You must..." Before he finished speaking, Yan Ze said "Grandpa!" Interrupted, not to mention that Yan Ze was shy, Xu Hao could hardly listen anymore, but of course Xu Hao couldn't add fuel to the flames, so he had to smooth things over and say, "No, no, Yan Ze has a pretty...very good temper, We often play ball, and we always take care of each other at school..."

What he said was a bit against his will, Xu Hao's smiling face almost collapsed. Fortunately, Mr. Shao didn't get entangled in these matters any more. There were still many people behind him, so he dismissed Xu Hao and Yan Ze after saying a few words casually. to play.

Obviously Mr. Shao still thinks that he and Yan Ze are children.

When walking with Yan Ze, Xu Hao rubbed his face with a stiff smile, and he couldn't turn it around for a while. Next to Yan Ze said something that Xu Hao didn't pay attention to. When he went to listen again, he had missed it, so he asked, " What did you say?"

There was no one around here, Yan Ze frowned slightly, "Can you stop laughing, you're so ugly, okay?"

Xu Hao: ...

Then turned to look at Yan Ze, Xu Hao said, "It's strange, why do you keep looking at me?"

Originally, Yan Ze's gaze was still on Xu Hao's face, but he looked away as if avoiding suspicion, "Who's looking at you?"

Xu Hao continued to block him, "Didn't you see it? You didn't see it, you know I have an ugly smile?"

Yan Ze choked for a moment, and it was rare that he didn't refute.

Xu Hao turned his face again, and saw the painting he saw when he first entered the hall.It turned out that the two of them had come here unknowingly. Apparently the painting that Xu Hao had seen in his previous life, although he didn't remember where he saw it, should be related to Yan Ze.

Xu Hao walked to the glass cabinet surrounded by oil paintings, the half-height frame, and the two small figures under the lighthouse became clearer. From a distance, he thought they were two hugging people, but when he walked in, he saw It turned out that the two of them were not hugging each other, but they seemed to be touching slightly, as if they were running to hug each other, or they were about to separate after hugging.

Xu Hao said thoughtfully, "This painting is quite beautiful."

Yan Ze also came over, saw this painting but suddenly stopped, and asked Xu Hao with a strange expression, "Do you like this painting?"

Xu Hao smiled, "Hey, I don't have much artistic talent. I just like it and think it looks good. Which master's work is this?"

Yan Ze was silent for a few seconds, then said, "This is drawn by my grandmother."

Yan Ze's grandmother?

The Shao family is quite complicated, with a huge family business and many people. It is a pity that Mrs. Shao's direct descendants are not prosperous. She has only one son and one daughter. The son died in an accident at the age of 24, leaving only Yan Ze and his mother one person.

And although Yan Ze has an older brother, he was not born to Yan Ze's mother, so Mr. Shao is only a direct grandson like Yan Ze. The Shao family and the Yan family are a typical political and business marriage, and they are top-notch in any circle. No wonder Yan Ze has such a temper.

But Xu Hao vaguely remembered that Mrs. Shao's original wife died in an accident when Yan Ze was still young, like a shipwreck?In his previous life, Yan Ze hadn't explained it to him in detail, but every time he mentioned it, his emotions were very wrong, so Xu Hao didn't ask any more questions.

But obviously, it's not a good topic to talk about grandma's paintings.

Xu Hao was about to look for an opportunity to change the subject, but Yan Ze asked again, "What do you think is the beauty of this painting?"

Now Xu Hao felt that it was difficult for him to comment casually. After thinking about it for a while, he said, "Um, I can't say, I just think the whole tone makes me look a little... um... a little pessimistic?"

As soon as the word fell, Xu Hao's memory suddenly emerged.

It's no wonder that Xu Hao remembered this painting. It turned out that they had said similar words before.

I also forgot where it was in my previous life. Xu Hao also saw this painting. At that time, he thought it was strange, so he asked Yan Ze beside him, "Are these two people planning to hug or have finished hugging?"

At that time, Yan Ze came over to take a look, but he didn't see anything wrong with his emotions at that time, so he just asked him, "I don't know, what do you think?"

Xu Hao looked at it for a while, and said, "I'm done hugging, so I have to go, or why did I choose it at dusk, what a pessimistic tone?"

Then Xu Hao remembered that Yan Ze seemed to be smiling, and Yan Ze said, "What you said is a bit like what the painter said."

Yan Ze didn't go into details later on, Xu Hao didn't know that this painting was originally painted by Yan Ze's grandmother, and naturally he didn't know what his grandmother said that was similar to him.

Now that these words were spoken again, Xu Hao thought for a while, thinking that it would be better not to delve into this matter further, but he didn't want Yan Ze to let out a sigh after listening to him.

Yan Ze said, "It turns out that you feel pessimistic."

Xu Hao went to look at Yan Ze, and found that his features were distinct, and his gaze fell on the painting.

"My grandma said that because of the sunset, the two people will be separated." He paused, looked at the sunset in the painting, and said, "You're right, but I can't see it."