escape from the madhouse

Sherry made a phone call, and it sounded like she was going to her friend's house.

At the destination, Bian Xiaoyu got out of the car very gentlemanly and opened the car door for Sherry. Sherry also generously reached out to give him a hug, and Bian Xiaoyu still accepted the hug politely.

Just after the two hugged each other and said a few words of farewell, Bian Xiaoyu suddenly felt a gust of wind sweep over him, and his body was pushed away by a huge force, followed by an oncoming punch , and an angry roar, "Fuck-you bastard, dare to fuck my mother!"

Bian Xiaoyu immediately turned his head to avoid it, but this punch shattered the glass of his car.

"Your uncle!" Bian Xiaoyu was so impatient that he forgot his gentlemanly demeanor, rushed forward and lifted the other party's collar to beat him up.

Immediately afterwards, Bian Xiaoyu and the man froze at the same time.

No matter how dark the night was, at such a close distance, both of them could see each other's face clearly.

Bian Xiaoyu was stunned for a long time, then looked around, fuck, why didn't he notice just now, this is actually the downstairs of Pu Jinfeng's apartment.

And what did he call Sherry just now?Is he hallucinating?

Sherry on the side separated the two awkwardly, and was busy making introductions, "Xiaofeng, this is my friend, Bian Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, this is my son, Pu Jinfeng."

Nani? !Bian Xiaoyu was completely dumbfounded!

"Sherry, you mean... this guy... he~ he~ he is your son?!" Bian Xiaoyu couldn't accept it for a while.

He swept back and forth between the faces of the two in disbelief, damn, they do look a bit alike, no, not just a bit alike, this cliff is a molded image!

Bian Xiaoyu felt like a thunderbolt, God, you are fucking playing with me!

He had nothing to say, so he ran away, but Pu Jinfeng grabbed the back collar of his coat and slipped out of the car, "Bian Xiaoyu, you kid is picking up girls on my mother's head, how horny are you?" ?”

Bian Xiaoyu looked unlucky, "Fuck, your mother looks like a post-90s generation, who the hell knows that's your mother, let me go!"

Sherry looked at the two, "You two know each other?"

Pu Jinfeng gave his mother an angry sideways glance, "You hook up with a pretty boy, at least let's take a look at your age, you're in your twenties, and you can swallow it?"

Sherry patted Pu Jinfeng on the shoulder, "Can you save some face for your mother? We hit it off quite well. For your mother, age has never been a problem."

Pu Jinfeng's face turned green, and the way he stared at Bian Xiaoyu could kill someone.

Bian Xiaoyu wanted to die now, so he immediately made amends for himself, "Then what, let me explain first, I didn't touch your mother, we just chatted for a while." He looked at Pu Jinfeng With an extremely angry face, he added sincerely, "Really!"

Pu Jinfeng squinted at him for a while, then heaved a sigh of relief, took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and threw them to his mother, "Mom, you go up first, I'll talk to him."

Sherry looked at the two of them and left helplessly. Bian Xiaoyu quickly got into the car and started the engine, but just as the car was about to rush out, Pu Jinfeng got into the passenger seat through the broken car window, and his face was immediately scratched A hole was made, and blood flowed continuously.

"Fuck!" Bian Xiaoyu hurriedly pointed in the direction and parked the car on the side of the road, "You fucking don't want to die?"

Pu Jinfeng twisted his mouth, "It's the first day you met me?"

Bian Xiaoyu fumbled in the car for a long time before he took out a pack of wet tissues and wiped Pu Jinfeng's wound, "No, you have to go to the hospital for treatment, or you will have a scar."

Pu Jinfeng took advantage of the situation and hugged Bian Xiaoyu's waist tightly, his face was close at hand, "You are still worried about me, right? I am really happy that you can come that day."

Bian Xiaoyu struggled to push the other party away, with a look of disgust on his face, "Stop being self-righteous, you fucking love to go or not, don't get out of the car."

Pu Jinfeng was stung by his eyes that he was afraid to avoid, and then let go of his hand, but he didn't get out of the car, but put on his seat belt instead.

Bian Xiaoyu sighed helplessly, restarted the engine, and drove towards the hospital.

"Bian Xiaoyu, don't go to the clinic these days." Pu Jinfeng said suddenly.

"Why?" Bian Xiaoyu was puzzled.

"We have taken over Li Wei's old nest, and he is on the run now, I'm worried..."

"Worry me, he has so many enemies, it's not my turn." Bian Xiaoyu disagreed.

"Well, it's better to be careful, have you... met my grandpa?" Pu Jinfeng's topic still changed very vividly, "He didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

Bian Xiaoyu glanced at him and said lightly, "No, he is more reasonable than you."

Pu Jinfeng smiled, "That was when you didn't see him."

Bian Xiaoyu rolled his eyes, "Is there anyone more jerk than you in this world?"

Pu Jinfeng hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a bitter smile.

Bian Xiaoyu recalled what he had experienced in the past half month, and couldn't help sighing in his heart, shit, did he owe them the Pu family in his previous life!Otherwise, why would the whole family take turns to surround him with haunted spirits!

Bian Xiaoyu sent Pu Jinfeng to the hospital and then ran away.

When he got home, Li Jiahang had already fallen asleep, so he sat on the sofa alone, playing games.He was used to it, before going to bed, let himself be too tired to think about it.

Fortunately, the clinic will resume business tomorrow, otherwise, he really doesn't know how to survive this day.

Sometimes, longing is like a kind of addiction, often in the fragile and helpless night, erodes your dreams, wakes up your pain, makes you involuntary, and has nowhere to escape.

Bian Xiaoyu knew that he couldn't go on like this.In the past, when Pu Jinfeng was not in Beijing, he still felt pretty good about himself, but recently, that person always broke into his life from time to time, making him unavoidable.It seemed that the more he wanted to escape, the more memories pulled him back, and he gradually felt that he was about to lose control.

This morning, as soon as the clinic opened, Zhang Zixuan came to find Bian Xiaoyu and asked him a lot of knowledge about psychology, which made him confused. He thought, is this kid going to work hard and study hard?

After further questioning, I found out that he recently got into a fight with a professor of psychology, and was thinking of various ways to punish him.

Bian Xiaoyu thought he was delaying his work, so he took a bunch of books and sent him away.

At the end of the day, Bian Xiaoyu didn't even have time to take a bite of his meal, and Li Jiahang waited feebly for him to get off work to have a late-night snack.

After finally getting off work, the two of them ate something at the food stall downstairs of the rental house. Just after eating, Bian Xiaoyu's cell phone rang. When he saw that it was Sherry, he froze immediately.

Bian Xiaoyu hung up the phone, but she kept calling. He still didn't answer in the end, so the other party sent him a message:

"Xiaoyu, I want to talk to you about Xiaofeng. I'll wait for you at the bar."

Bian Xiaoyu hesitated for a long time looking at the message, and finally said to Li Jiahang, "I'll be back later, you go to sleep first." Then he turned and left.

Chapter 85

Walking into the bar, Bian Xiaoyu immediately saw the woman who combined beauty and temperament. From the inside to the outside, she was full of femininity in her gestures and gestures, but she was not pretentious.

Seeing him, Sherry waved to him, and the two found a suitable place and sat down facing each other.

The advantage of Qingba compared to Pub is that you don’t have to chat with your friends at the top of your voice, and then repeat what you want to say ten times a night, and you can’t be sure whether the other party is listening or not, and then confirm repeatedly endless.

At the beginning, Bian Xiaoyu was still a little restrained, after all, she was Pu Jinfeng's mother, no matter how beautiful or young she was, she was still his mother.

Sherry still had a dignified and generous look, first chatted with Bian Xiaoyu about some trivial topics, and only after he seemed to relax a little did he start to get down to business.

Bian Xiaoyu just quietly listened to her talking about her and Pu Jinfeng's past.

"When I gave birth to Xiaofeng, I was only 18 years old. I didn't understand anything at that time. I didn't spend long time with his father, and I wasn't married. Xiaofeng was taken away by his grandfather when he was just one month old. I saw him again. He was already 10 years old when he was born. I clearly remember that at that time, he stood in front of me in hospital clothes, with indifferent and sharp eyes, looked at me as if looking at a stranger, and then told me He wanted to avenge his father. To be honest, I was a little scared at that time, I couldn't even believe that standing in front of me was a child who had just turned 10..."

"Since then, he always runs to my place from time to time without telling his grandfather, and then cooks for me and does housework for me in a very sensible way. From being unfamiliar to being proficient, he can do it slowly. Can you imagine that, at that time, he was only 12 years old, and he was able to cook a table full of delicious food for me during the Chinese New Year, and he never let me interfere. He has a very stubborn temper. I do a little work, and sometimes, I really don’t know what to do with him, so I can only silently accept his kindness to me. We rarely talk, but it can be seen that he likes to hear me talk about his father and My past..."

"We met in the army. I was a young art soldier in the army art troupe. He was still a recruit at that time. After he retired from the army, he entered the police academy and became a particularly outstanding people's policeman. I But he can only make a living by performing arts... I thought that he could live a better life than me, but I didn't expect..."

"I think Xiaofeng's father's death had a great impact on him and changed his life.