Rebirth of Super Red Star

As if you have never existed in this world.

It's as if you have never existed in this world!

One sentence is very simple, but every word in it seems to have hit Cheng Le's heart.

He didn't know what expression to make after hearing Cheng Jiahui, who was drunk and drowsy, say this.He should be disappointed, frustrated, angry, or sad, but in fact after this, he just felt numb and speechless, as if he had foreseen this situation a long time ago.

Yes, foreseen a long time ago.

He is not stupid, although he is just a college student who has just stepped out of college and does not have much social experience, but he still has a smart mind that he has been influenced by his family background since he was a child.

Before, he seemed to accept the reality quickly after waking up, Cheng Jiahui seemed to accept the world in an instant, but the actual situation was not.

He also hesitated, feared and hesitated, but all of this was covered up by his body's habit and instinctive reaction when he suddenly saw Cheng Jiahui after he suddenly understood.

after that……

After Cheng Jiahui asked him all the questions and left the ward that day, when he was alone, he naturally shrank into the bed and curled up his body to convince himself.

Tell yourself that since the father of this world has accepted you, you must also accept him.The more naturally he gets along with Cheng Jiahui, the less he will be noticed by other people around him, and he will not feel embarrassed when facing Cheng Jiahui in this world and the closest father of the original owner of this world.

But I didn't expect that he was pretending before, and Cheng Jiahui was also pretending, but it just happened to be smashed by him today.From this point of view, is his hard work in the past few months a joke?Are all the changes to catch up with the original owner meaningless?After all, for Cheng Jiahui in this world, only the original owner, Cheng Le, is the only son he recognizes.

With his back facing the double bed in the bedroom, Cheng Le tried his best to straighten his waist, took a few deep breaths to calm down, and finally took a look at the 'father' who was lying on the bed sleeping on his side, then walked out of the bedroom, closed the door and went downstairs, opened the door and got in the car. From the military compound.

He felt that he needed to find a place to be quiet and think about the way to go in the future.Regarding the future, about the children, about the spouse, about the career, which one needs to be persisted and which one needs to be given up, he should be more self-conscious on his side, and it will save Cheng Jiahui's troubles in the future.

Although, their father and son are fake, but after all, Cheng Jiahui is indeed Cheng Le's father.At such an old age, how could the son who replaced him suddenly make him feel sad?

If he still admits his identity and admits that the family members in this world are family members, he will still be a descendant of the family members with the surname Cheng!Then the married family cannot fail, cannot be buried in his hands, and cannot be without a better next generation heir!

Thinking about it this way, hehe... The sperm left by the original owner Cheng Le after he joined the x brigade actually helped him a lot, avoiding Cheng Jiahui's embarrassment when he saw it in case he got married and had offspring.

Thinking about that kind of scene now, he is a little embarrassed, let alone Cheng Jiahui? !You know, even if Cheng Jiahui doesn't blame him after knowing everything, his identity cannot be avoided.In a sense, it is the criminal who stole the original owner's guns and rained bullets and worked hard all the way to create such a bright future!

Servant ga death のうと思ったのは

Once, I thought about it too.

ウミネコが桟桥で音いたから

It's because black-tailed gulls are screaming at the pier.

wave no random ni floating

Disappears with the random float of the waves.

もばんで飞んでいけ

Take the past away and fly away...

Turn on the car radio, and Mika Nakashima's "I've Thought About It" sang in the car. Cheng Le gradually became fascinated while driving. He didn't know how long he drove the car. I don't know when it started to rain lightly outside the car window. He downloaded Mika Nakajima's song on his mobile phone and played it on loop all the way. He drove the car to the vicinity of the theater headquarters where his father usually works.

Looking at the time, it was nearly eleven o'clock, and looking at the sparse traffic on the wet asphalt road at night, he suddenly found that he had nowhere to go.

Back to the army station?The drive is too far and he is not used to driving late.Looking for a place to stay overnight and go back tomorrow morning?This is good, there is a war zone guest house just nearby.

but!

Before that, it will be twelve o'clock soon, why not find a place to eat and drink, and celebrate your upcoming 37th birthday by yourself?

37 years old?

Hehe, it seems that he has really gone crazy. He has become familiar with the memory of the original owner, Cheng Le, and has been changed by the memory of the original owner. He has almost forgotten his true identity.He is a 37-year-old middle-aged uncle, he is obviously a young man in his early 20s!There is still a lot of time and time to squander, it is not the kind of existence that has already stepped into the coffin with half a leg!

"Liangzi, try our rice rolls."

"Boss, our shrimp paper is fresh, the price is reasonable and the taste is delicious."

"Boss! Come here for the authentic Xinjiang barbecue, not authentic, no money! Come here, the meat is so delicious, it costs five yuan a bunch, and if you spend a hundred, you get free beer~"

Going around and turning around, turning seven times and turning eight times, after more than ten minutes, Chengle drove the car into a small night market nearby.

After parking the car, the slightly turning rain did not affect the enthusiasm of the nearby stores to attract customers. Every guy in charge of greeting customers was very responsible, but Chengle along the way did not know what he wanted to eat.

No, it should be said that at this moment, it is not so much that he is looking for food to celebrate his birthday, but rather that he wants to find a place to sit and drink a few drinks to get drunk and relieve his worries.

Isn't it like this for all people, when encountering a problem that cannot be solved, the first thought is always to escape, dodge, there must be a way to the front of the mountain, but I don't know... huh? !

Cheng Le, who took off his collar badge and epaulets, was wearing a camouflage training uniform and stepped on military boots. He was thinking wildly when his body suddenly jerked and stopped.

There, a pair of terrifying, piercing eyes met him, dressed very similar to him, the same camouflage training uniform, leather military boots with epaulets and collars removed, and the one who was familiar with Cheng Le in terms of appearance. Face to face.

Liu Feng!

A former secret agent, now a certain normal university in the northern war zone, joined the job at almost the same time as him.

When he joined the company in October, his father once introduced this person to him, pointing to his photo and telling him clearly that if he meets this person, try to establish a good relationship with him as much as possible.But in the process of getting along, if you find that your personality is inconsistent, you don't have to wrong yourself, as long as the relationship between the two is maintained on the basis of understanding and not being hostile.

That is, why is this person here?

Oh, right!It should be related to the theater military exercise that will be held soon.

Judging by his appearance, he should be living in the guest house not far away from the theater headquarters.Sure enough, this person is just like his father, heh, just like what Cheng Jiahui told him, he likes to go straight to avoid trouble when doing anything, and he always chooses the most efficient steps after planning all the details.

"Boss, one? Please, please, please, our family—"

"Take him to sit here, he came with me. Waiter, serve another fifty skewers of barbecue, add more chili and cumin, and another bundle of beer, it must be as cold as ice scum!"

Turning his body around, he walked into this barbecue restaurant with controlled consciousness. The waiter who greeted the customers just came up and said a word, and Liu Feng, who was sitting closest to the door of the store, took up the conversation.

He raised his arm and pointed to the vacant seat opposite him to signal Cheng Le to sit down. He asked the waiter to order another round of orders. When he turned around, he met Cheng Le's gaze again, and his handsome eyebrows and eyes moved slightly. He moved but didn't speak, until he waited for the waiter to bring up the plastic cups and cold beer and filled Cheng Le's glass, then he stretched out his left hand in Cheng Le's direction and made a gesture of invitation.

Although he still doesn't quite understand, as a man, when faced with such an invitation, Cheng Le will naturally not refuse.

After Liu Feng in front of him signaled, Cheng Le decisively raised the wine glass on the table, brought it to his mouth and opened his mouth to drink, gurgling and raising his head and throat, the glass was dry and decisive, and when he put down the empty glass, the cold beer Sliding all the way down the esophagus made him smart, and for a while the pores all over his body seemed to open up to breathe, and the boredom in his heart was more or less relieved.

The same did not speak, Cheng Le raised his head and smiled at Liu Feng, turned to the guest and picked up the beer bottle on the table, filling up the wine for the two of them one after another.

Cup after cup, string after string, there are more and more empty beer bottles and iron sticks under the table, and there are fewer and fewer customers in the store. The pattering rain outside has stopped, and the time is almost here. One o'clock.

Cheng Le kept drinking and eating, and seemed to have a good appetite, but Liu Feng, who sat across from him and kept silent, knew that the beer he drank was far more than the barbecue.

Of the nearly thirty empty wine bottles accumulated by the two of them, twenty of them were contributed by Cheng Le, which shows how much he has been drinking for more than an hour.Liu Feng didn't even need to ask, he was sure that Cheng Le had something on his mind, and the influence on him was not small, otherwise he wouldn't have drunk to such an extent.