Epigenetic

Zhu Weixing stood in front of the mirror and tidied up his appearance. He rummaged through the closet and found a dark coat, but unfortunately it was a little thin. Zhu Weixing had to take another yellow scarf and wrap it around his neck.

Before going out, he said to his grandma, "I'll be back later today."

Grandma glanced at him, didn't ask any more questions, just nodded: "Bring the key."

Passing by the auto repair shop, Zhu Weixing saw Jiang Yi outside grooming the dog, stopped and walked over.

The short body touched the big money, and wished MSI to ask for leave: "I have something to do today, so I won't run."

Jiang Yi raised his eyelids, and swept at him rudely: "Wear like this, go to the grave?"

Zhu Weixing nodded: "Yes."

Jiang Yi was taken aback.

Zhu Weixing got up: "It's a pity that there is no flower shop near here, it must be farther away, do you know where there is one?"

Jiang Yi looked at him expressionlessly.

Zhu Weixing said: "Forget it, I will find it myself."

Zhu Weixing walked all the way along Yuzhou Street, passing through Maple Park, U City Science and Technology Museum, and finally found a flower shop near the U City Concert Hall two or 10 minutes later.

Zhu Weixing bought a bunch of white and purple clematis, held it, and went to the opposite side to wait for the bus.

There are very few buses to the outskirts of the city, Zhu MSI waited for a long time and none came.The winter vacation is not over yet, and there are a lot of tourists traveling. Seeing that the small safety island is about to be crowded again, at this time, a low-pitched roar came from far to near, and a black McLaren GT squeaked and stopped in front of it.

The car door opened, revealing an impatient face.

Looking over from the other end, Zhu Weixing was still staring at the handsome man's luxury car in a daze like the passers-by around him, and he didn't come back to his senses until Jiang Yi yelled at him angrily inside.

Holding Hua in his arms, he sat in the co-driver in a daze. After driving a few meters, he was still a little silly: "You won the lottery?" Otherwise, how could you drive a supercar.

Jiang Yi rolled his eyes at him: "For the customer's car, Rongji opened a new year's order."

Zhu Weixing looked at him, making Jiang Yi very impatient: "If it weren't for the maintenance of the new car, I need to find a suburb to drive the highway, I would be willing to go all the way to take care of your shit."

Zhu Weixing heard him swearing, but couldn't hold back the corner of his mouth: "Oh."

Jiang Yi: "..."

Before he got angry again, Zhu Weixing said, "Then go to the Southern Suburb Cemetery."

……

The Southern Suburb Cemetery is very large, and it is not easy to find a grave without a number plate.However, there is a garden within a garden called "Ya Jing" in the southern suburbs cemetery, but it is very easy to find. Many celebrities are buried in it, and it is not open to the public.

Zhu Weixing should not be able to get in, but it happened that Jiang Yi was driving a lot today, and the gate guard of the cemetery saw it and didn't ask any more questions, and lifted the gate when the car came close.

The black GT drove all the way into the park, and found an open space to put Zhu Weixing down.

Zhu Weixing noticed that Jiang Yi was quite repulsed by this place for some reason, and put on a bad face when he came near it, sincerely unhappy.At this moment, there was no mention of going with them, so Zhu Weixing decided to go by himself.

When getting out of the car, Jiang Yi still couldn't help yelling at him: "Go and come back quickly, don't whine."

Zhu Weixing said: "Understood."

After walking around in the "Yajing", I finally found the target.Zhu Weixing paused for a few seconds before walking towards the monument.

The surroundings are filled with pure white moonlight flowers, surrounded by quartz stones of the same color. There is no photo on the tomb, only a few beautiful words are engraved - the tomb of Lou Mingyue.

The tomb is kept clean and fine, which shows that people often come to take care of it.Zhu Weixing looked at that place, and the person on the stele personally came to sweep his own grave. It was also a strange feeling, but apart from the strangeness, there was nothing strange about it.The former body slept here, Zhu Weixing thought he would have a sense of belonging, but unfortunately let him down.

When she was short to put flowers, Zhu Weixing had the urge to touch the inscription, but she just stretched out her hand, and there was a shout from behind!

"Don't touch it!"

Zhu Weixing was taken aback, and turned to meet He Tingzhi with displeased eyes.

He Tingzhi asked: "Why did you come here? Who allowed you to come here?"

Zhu Weixing said: "I came here by myself, just to see."

He Tingzhi narrowed his eyes: "Why do you look at it, no one welcomes you."

Zhu Weixing was silent, and suddenly asked very impolitely: "Is Lou Mingyue really buried here?"

He Tingzhi was taken aback: "What did you say?"

Zhu Weixing looked at him silently.

He Tingzhi's eyes were sharp: "What is your purpose? Who sent you here? The Yan family?"

Zhu Weixing was inexplicable: "Why did the Yan family send me here?"

He Tingzhi ignored it, and said with a dark face: "I remember I warned you to stop thinking you shouldn't have, it seems that you don't intend to listen to these warnings.

Seeing the other party pick up the phone, Zhu Weixing knew that He Tingzhi was going to call the cemetery management to drive him away, he sighed helplessly, secretly thinking that he had chosen the wrong visiting time.

Glancing at the tombstone, Zhu Weixing glanced at the white Ghost parked behind He Tingzhi. Before the people around him really got angry, he wisely chose to leave.

Waiting for people to walk away, the driver of Gusite got out of the car and opened the door, and greeted a woman from the back seat.

High heels, long skirts, light makeup, and up-dosed hair can show a bit of age, but it doesn't hinder her elegant demeanor and graceful appearance in the slightest.

He Tingzhi stepped forward, the remaining anger on his face disappeared, and he has returned to calm.Standing together, the two can see a bit of resemblance.

He Linglan asked her son: "That's him?"

He Tingzhi nodded: "I deliberately provoked him today, but he wasn't angry at all. He seemed to be prepared, but he was able to hold his breath."

He Linglan looked down at the white and purple bouquet placed on the tomb: "He knows what day it is."

He Tingzhi frowned: "Yes, I even found out the address of this cemetery, and I don't know where I got the information from. The more I think about it, the more suspicious it becomes." Lou Mingyue's burial here has never been disclosed to the public, and outsiders should not know.

He Linglan asked: "Have you ever heard him play the piano?"

"I've heard it," He Tingzhi showed a few complicated contradictions, "It looks like it when it's good, but it doesn't look like it when it's bad. The skills are chaotic, fluctuating high and low." So in his heart, he prefers that this person is a toddler in Handan, imitating others.

"However, not everyone can imitate how similar it is." He Linglan said.

"That's why I was worried that the person who came was not good, so I planned everything. Knowing that we care, I worked hard to learn how to get close, and have a plan?"

He Tingzhi didn't believe in strange powers and gods. At that time, Xuanlang and Jiang Lai frequently talked about that person with him. He Tingzhi regarded it as a coincidence. When he saw the other party, he was indeed confused for a moment. But after knowing the identity of that person, He Tingzhi still insisted more Resisting attitude, not to mention that he asked someone to check Zhu Weixing, this character really cannot but make people suspicious.

"I suspect that the Yan family asked him to come." He Tingzhi said.

He Linglan: "The Yan family? What else can they order?"

He Tingzhi was angry: "Who knows, that lunatic Yan Jinliang."

He Linglan didn't care about her son's words, she still looked at the bouquet of flowers, leaned over to straighten it carefully, ignored her long skirt dragging the floor, took out a tissue and went to sweep the dust on the stele herself.

He Tingzhi saw the mournful look on his mother's face, and sadness appeared in her eyes, and said in a low voice, "It's useless to clean, and he's not here."

He Linglan paused, and then continued: "It doesn't matter if you're here or not, regardless of the underground world, I just want to give Mingyue a home where she can come back."

……

On the other side, Zhu Weixing returned to the car, his mind was also a little confused.

After driving for a few miles, Zhu Weixing suddenly said, "That's an empty grave."

Jiang Yi frowned: "How do you know?"

Zhu MSI: "I can feel it."

Jiang Yi was very interested in his magic stick, and complained: "Then it has been going in for so long? What's so interesting?"

Zhu Weixing said, "Where are my ashes?"

These words seemed to make Jiang Yi dissatisfied: "Why don't we go to the funeral parlor now?"

Zhu Weixing had no choice but to change his words: "I mean Lou Mingyue's ashes."

Jiang Yi was silent.

Lou Mingyue must have passed away, otherwise He Tingzhi wouldn't be so sad, but thinking of the conversation between the two just now.I hope Weixing can understand that someone of unknown origin encounters his hostility, but why does the other party think there is someone behind him?

... The Yan family?

Zhu Weixing was thinking, and couldn't help murmuring a name: "Yan Jinliang..."

Jiang Yi looked sideways: "What?!"

Zhu Weixing came back to his senses: "It's nothing, I'm thinking about the past."

Jiang Yi: "How much do you remember?"

Zhu Weixing confessed: "Half and half, most of them are from childhood, the period from adulthood to death is very vague, trivial fragments, scattered and chaotic."

He remembers that he was born into a wealthy family. Although his parents died early and he was weak since he was a child, he has an uncle and elder brother who love him very much.The eldest brother and sister-in-law are childhood sweethearts, and after marriage, they have a cute little nephew. The family supports each other and is happy.His memory is stuck at the node of his elder brother's death. Before his death, it was colorful and continuous, but after his death, it was all dark and gray.Lou Mingyue's cemetery is also where he vaguely remembered the burial place of Lou Fanghe and Lou Lou Mingjue, and he deduced and found it online.

As if falling into some kind of depression, I wished MSI all the way without saying a word.

The southern suburbs are not close, and it took an afternoon to go back and forth, and it was already evening when we returned to the city center.

Neither of them had eaten, and Zhu Weixing couldn't remember to eat, and he was still staring out of the window in a daze. When he came back to his senses, he realized that this was not the way to the antelope.

"Where are you going?" Zhu Weixing asked.

Jiang Yi: "Return the car."

I thought that he would return the car, but I didn't expect to go to the Old People's Square with Jiang Yi to return the car.

He drove the black GT to a small building.He took out his mobile phone to make a call, and after a while, a few teenagers came running quickly inside.

One was supposed to be the owner of the car, but he was flattered to see Jiang Yi. He turned out to be a student of U Sports, with a wealthy family background, so he took care of Wing Kee's business.Unexpectedly, Jiang Yi would come to deliver the car in person during the handover, which made the little brother fearful and cautious.

After picking up the car, I strongly invited them to stay, and they were booked here for a party.

"It's okay if you don't go with everyone, Brother Yi, you can go with Yazhai... No, have a meal with your friends before leaving. You can eat, drink, and play here. You can do whatever you want."

This is a medium-sized open-air club, with delicious wine and food on both sides, and a big dance floor in the middle. Many people are holding champagne and dancing with the band, psychedelic and colorful.

Noticing that Zhu Weixing was looking there, Jiang Yi asked coolly: "Master Lou misses rich people's parties?"

Every time he heard him call himself this title, Zhu Weixing felt a paralyzed feeling of trepidation, and looked at it complainingly, Zhu Weixing shook his head: "I don't have these things in my memory."

In the face of these golden fans who are drunk and feasting, Zhu Weixing only feels strange, and he was not familiar with it before. At this moment, it seems more like being separated by a gauze curtain and glass, full of the unreality of a bystander.When he stepped into Zhu Weixing's body, he was destined to enter another life, another world.

"Shall we eat somewhere else?" Zhu Weixing asked Jiang Yi.

Jiang Yi rolled his eyes, "Troublemaker" was written on his face, and his feet were still facing outwards.