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Xue Qing is an octogenarian old man.When he was eight years old, he smuggled to Hong Kong with his parents from the mainland to make a living. He started to join gangs in his teens. In his 20s, he became the second-in-command of the gang. When he was almost 40, he became the boss of Kowloon. Even the HK police had to escort him .Until the age of 70, he washed his hands in the gold basin, returned to the mainland to enjoy his old age, invested in real estate, and managed a prosperous business in the business district.

The life experience of this old man is indeed wonderful, no wonder he wants to leave an autobiography for himself.

It is said that Xue Qing became obsessed with my first published novel three years ago. We met in Melbourne a year ago. Later, he approached the editor of the publishing house and asked me to write his autobiography for him.

Originally, I declined.

On the one hand, I have never been exposed to this type of novel, so it is inevitable that I cannot give full play to my strengths.On the other hand, I don't want to go to country Z, especially the city where Xue Qing lives, which is the sad place that left me with countless pains.

It's a pity that people die for money and birds die for food, and I'm just a layman.The price offered by Xue Qing is enough to make Vito and I live comfortably for the rest of our lives.

So, I left Melbourne again and came to this familiar yet unfamiliar city.

Country Z in March is still early spring. Seven years ago, I came to country Z alone at about this time.I never thought I would leave, and I never thought I would come back after I left.

And when I came back here, my mood was surprisingly calm. At that moment, I felt that maybe I had let go.

What's more, I have Vito now, he is my biggest spiritual support.

Davis has been on a business trip for the past few days, so Chen Jin was given the task of picking up the plane.We haven't seen each other for more than half a year. At the moment we met, he hugged me tightly, but let go in only a second.

We are no longer eighteen or nineteen years old, and our emotions can already be retracted freely.

Vito liked Chen Jin very much since he was a child, although they only met once or twice a year.Chen Jin only hugged me, then bent down, lifted up the little Vito, and placed it on his shoulder.

Vito likes to sit on the shoulders of tall and broad men, so he likes Chen Jin, Eric, and Davis.It's a pity that my shoulders are not broad enough, and I don't have the proud height of those men who grow up on hormones.

Chen Jin joined the Chen family after graduation, and is now the general manager. The 25-year-old Chen Jin has faded away from the youthfulness of six years ago, and his gestures are full of the charm of mature men. Wherever he goes, from the age of eight to the age of 80, all women cannot escape the fate of being attracted by him, even if Even a man would quietly appreciatively look at this same-sex who looks very elite at first glance.

Even my appearance has attracted a lot of people's attention, but compared to Chen Jin's attractiveness, the way others look at me is just a sense of alienation and amazement.

When Chen Jin held Vito in his arms, there was a trace of regret in those women's admiring eyes.

"How long will you stay this time?" Chen Jin asked me on the way.

I was looking at the street scene outside the window, and turned to look at him: "It will take at least a year."

He nodded, rolled his eyes slightly and glanced at the car window: "Isn't there a lot of changes here?"

"What is an idiom in country Z called... Things are right and people are wrong?"

He laughed: "On the contrary, right? It should be a thing rather than a person..." He paused and didn't say any more.

I thought about it for a while before I figured it out, and I became embarrassed for a while.

Vito asked me: "Dad, was I born in this city?"

I hugged him to make it easier for him to see the outside scenery, and said softly, "Yes."

"Where's Dad?"

"I, probably somewhere else, I'm not sure."

"We Australians, are we all born in the cities of country Z?"

"...It's just a coincidence."

"Then Uncle Jin is from Country Z, right?"

"Of course." Chen Jin smiled.

Vito nodded, and after a long time, he said carefully: "Dad, I don't ask anything else, I just want to know, is my mother from country Z?"

I touched Vito's chestnut curly hair, which is the only thing that resembles me. I'm not sure if he looks like Yan Minglang, but he looks more Chinese than me before.Because in him, only a quarter of the Australian blood is left.

He would ask me this way, and he probably guessed something from the appearance of the Z people after getting off the plane. He is really smart.I nod. Sure enough, Vito didn't ask any further questions, but just lay on the window glass, not leaving for a moment.

I know that everything here is very attractive to him, and he seems to be able to find a certain sense of belonging in people who look like him.I became uneasy and regretted bringing him to country Z, but I had no other choice.

Chen Jin sent us to the residence that Xue Qing had arranged for us early.It was a high-rise in a high-end residential area in the city center with a good location, with a full [-] square meters. Living with Vito and me can only be said to be overqualified.

Vito was still a child anyway, he was so excited to see the big and luxurious house, running around like a runaway pony.

Xue Qing is really caring, and specially designed a game room and a separate children's room for Vito.

The house we live in Melbourne is very small, with only one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom. This is the first time that Vito has a game room that he has seen in a friend’s house. There are too many toys and books in the room. When he opened the The moment he opened the door, he screamed, and then threw himself into the soft carpet that was almost sinkable.

I saw his excited look, and my heart was sour.

I can't give him the best.

A large part of my manuscript fee was deposited into the account of a card that Yan Minglang had given me at the beginning. Fortunately, I remember the number.I'm not sure if he knows about it, and it doesn't matter if he knows or not, as long as I feel at ease is enough.

The rest of the money, besides daily expenses, I have to save for Vito.

After all, it is a single-parent family, and we don't even have a relative. I'm afraid that if I have an accident one day, what will Vito do if I don't even have money.Although this kind of thinking is a bit worrisome, no one knows whether there will be a catastrophe in the next moment.I'm not cursing myself, I just cherish Vito so much that I have to plan ahead.

Vito would never ask me to help him buy toys, many of his toys were handmade by us together from discarded materials.At this moment, seeing his blushing face holding those toys, I realized that it wasn't that he didn't want them, but that he was too sensible.

I remember reading a sentence in a certain book before: children who are too sensible are mostly unhappy.

Vito, presumably as well.

I couldn't bear to look any further, and gently closed the door for him.

Turning around, Chen Jin stood behind me, he looked at me with a slight frown.

"what happened?"

I smiled slightly and shook my head: "Let's go, go and sit in the living room."

The house is clean and has everything you need.I boiled hot water and made hot tea.Since I gave birth to Vito, I have been extremely sensitive to cold things, whether it is food, drink or weather, as long as I get cold, I will have diarrhea in mild cases, and bone pain for days and nights in severe cases.

So the weather in Melbourne is more suitable for me.

Fortunately, it's early spring now, as long as you pay attention, you won't get sick.

Putting the tea and fruit on the table, Chen Jin and I sat down face to face. He was reading a book, and I took out my mobile phone. No one spoke for a while.

In fact, we don't have many topics to talk about. Compared with him, I have a better chat with Davis.But the feeling of being with Chen Jin is no longer the same as it was six years ago, even if you just sit together without anything to say, you won't feel awkward.

After expressing my thanks to Xue Qing's assistant through the chat software, I asked about the time to start work.The Chinese-American named Jackson told me that work is not urgent, but Xue Qing will treat me to dinner at night.

I declined a few words, and Jackson told me not to be polite. He said that eating with Xue Qing was also considered work. After all, only when we get along can we better understand what kind of person I want to write my autobiography for.

I asked Chen Jin: "Do you have any plans for the evening?"

"I'm going to take a full day off today."

"Then can you bring Vito for me? I'm going to have dinner with Mr. Xue tonight."

He nodded: "may I take him to my house?"

"of course."

He lowered his eyes and looked at the book: "My mother saw Vito's photo on my phone last time, and she has always wanted to meet him, so she just took him to play. She really wants a grandson, but it's a pity..."

He didn't continue talking, and I didn't answer him.

I know, not long after I left country Z, Chen Jin showed his cards to his family, saying that he likes men.But I clearly remember that he said that he is not gay.

He knew that there was no possibility between me and him, but he still did it.I haven't said anything about it, but I think he will meet someone he really likes again, no matter if that person is a man or a woman, there will always be his other half.

Xue Qing sent a car to pick me up, and Vito happily went out with Chen Jin.

This is the second time I have met that legendary old man. Compared with the last meeting, he looks more radiant instead of aging.He was accompanied by Jackson and a very young woman from Country Z.

He didn't introduce the woman to me, and I could guess their relationship.I know that people like Xue Qing, no matter how old they are, will still be surrounded by beautiful women.

Xue Qing said that he likes my novels very much. He has read all three of my published novels several times, and he can recite many scenes in them fluently.

I know what he said must be true.There is no need for a man like him to pretend to compliment me.

My Chinese is not good, but his English is surprisingly good. After all, people in Hong Kong can speak very good English, but with a heavy accent.

After eating and chatting for nearly two hours, Xue Qing was tired and left first accompanied by Jackson and the woman. I sent them away before I packed my things and went downstairs with the driver. Walk.

At the corner of the spiral staircase, I saw Lan Qing.

Six years have passed, and he hasn't changed at all. I even feel that he looks more like me before than me now.

I stopped involuntarily.

He glanced in my direction, but didn't recognize me, but walked to the door of a room and knocked on the door.After a while, a person opened the door, and he turned slightly to let Lan Qing in. I happened to see half of his face, as if I had seen it somewhere.

When I got downstairs, I suddenly remembered that the man who opened the door seemed to be a friend of Yan Minglang named Shen Yuan.

When I realized that Yan Minglang might be inside, my heart skipped a beat, and I couldn't help but smiled wryly, but I still couldn't remain indifferent.

It's just been so many years, are Lan Qing and Chen Lun still together?

Under Yan Minglang's suggestion back then, I thought they were just using each other.Unexpectedly, six years later, they are still together, but Yan Minglang, who once said disdainfully "you are different from him", has broken up with me for a long time.