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In the huge office, a boy with a handsome face and exquisite facial features sat on a black leather office chair that almost buried him, staring indifferently at the man behind the desk. His expression changed several times: "I will meet your expectations." , whether it is study or other things, but I have a request, I want to return to Xiacheng."

"Do you know what you're talking about?" the man behind the desk asked in a deep voice.

"I know." The boy's straight back didn't waver at all, "The report you received this morning also proves that I know what I'm talking about, doesn't it?"

Thinking of the almost unbelievable data in the report issued by the foreign authoritative appraisal agency, the man suppressed the displeasure of his dignity being violated, and firmly refused: "You are messing around! How can Xiacheng's education quality and resources be as good as Beichengbi, letting you go to Xiacheng now is to delay you."

Speaking of this, he seemed to suddenly think of something, paused unnaturally, and his tone became more relaxed, "I know that for some reason, your mother and I have ignored you for a long time, it is our fault, but We are your parents, and we must consider your future. Since you have talents and abilities that ordinary people don't have, you should be well developed and cultivated. As for those things, we will make good compensation for you."

After saying this, the man immediately looked at the boy in front of him. The boy's behavior was completely beyond his expectations. He was neither moved to tears nor angry and sad as expected. Can't afford any ripples.

"I don't need compensation, and I don't think you owe me anything." The boy said seriously, "The reason why I want to go to Xiacheng is because I like it there. Anyway, the education I need is different from others, Since we have to hire experts and scholars to teach, what is the difference between Xiacheng and Beicheng?"

A man is not used to being contradicted by others, not to mention that the person contradicting him now is his son. The sullenness in his heart made his tone of voice hard.

"There is no need to discuss it. I said staying in Beicheng means staying in Beicheng. Your mother already knows the news of your return. I think your room has been tidied up. You will go back with me later and have a good time with your mother and younger brother." .”

The man's words are firm and decisive, without any room for turning around.

There was a hint of panic on the face of the boy who had always been calm and calm. He hastily clenched his hands tightly and pressed hard on the part of his palm where his nails had pinched him, as if he was using the pain to calm himself down.

He was quiet for a long time, until the man who was waiting for his response lost all patience and waved him away.

"You go outside first, wait for me to deal with it..."

"Wait." The boy said suddenly.

On his still childish face, there was an aura of resignation that was completely inconsistent with his age.

"I can make a deal with you."

"Heh." The man sneered, and opened a document on the table casually, "I don't need to make any deals with you, give up! It's impossible to go back to Xia City!"

The boy stood up abruptly, holding the edge of the desk with both hands, with a desperate attitude, "What are you doing recently? Are you responsible for some big project? Is the project not going well? No matter what you think of Opponents know in advance and block your way? Don't you want to know why?"

After many years of ups and downs, the man who felt that he had cultivated a half-faced expression was so shocked that he revealed all his emotions at the moment, his sharp eyes swept across the closed door, and stayed on the boy's face, There is still two points of cruelty hidden in the eyes with re-examination.

"How do you know? This kind of thing? How could you know?"

The boy who knew that he had made the right bet was instantly relieved.

"It doesn't matter how I know? What matters is that I also know who the one who betrayed you is."

"Do you know who the ghost is?" The man took a breath before he could catch his breath, and he almost couldn't bring it up with the next breath.

"The inner ghost?" The boy played with the new term and smiled slightly, "That's right, I know who the inner ghost is."

"Impossible, it's absolutely impossible." The man murmured vaguely, "How old are you, how could you know such a thing? No one should have told you, how could you know?"

The boy invited him again, "Come and make this deal with me. You must have worked hard to find him. After all, he hides so deeply and well."

"No." The man's tone was still firm, "I don't know where you heard that I'm looking for someone, but I don't think you really know who I'm looking for, of course you can give me any name, I won't agree of."

The boy raised one eyebrow, he probably didn't expect a man to be so difficult, he quickly picked the scar on the palm of his hand, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Otherwise, I will give his name to you." You, you should have a way to find out whether he is the ghost, if he is, you let me go back to Xia City, if not, I will stay willingly."

The man became suspicious because of his sure tone, "Are you so sure?"

The boy gave him a deep look and didn't answer the question.

"What reason do you have for not agreeing to me? Your project is about to reach its deadline, and if you are dragged down like this, you probably won't be able to finish it? If you can't finish it, then the next step will be..."

"Okay." After weighing for a long time, the man finally agreed, "Give me that person's name, and if I find out it's really him, I'll let you go back to Xia City."

The dull smile on the boy's face suddenly brightened. He leaned over the desk to the man's ear, and his bright red lips moved slightly.

"How could it be him!" The man was shocked.

"It's him. From the first time I saw him, I realized that the way he looks at you and me is different from other people's."

"Wait." The man said suddenly, and the boy stopped at the door.

"I am your father, and you must use honorifics when speaking to me in the future."

The smile in the boy's eyes is getting colder.

"I remember, and please also remember your deal with me."

In the summer city in May, the narrow concrete streets became wet and muddy due to a shower of rain at noon. The sun once again made the ground evaporate and the smell of rainwater lingered on the noses of every passer-by.

A small fast food stall on the street has already started doing business.A woman in an apron stood behind the glass window and brought pots of ready-made vegetables to the grid, and a half-grown boy with a clean, crew-cut head hurried in and out, setting up a garden on the one-acre three-point land in front of the stall door. He opened up a square table that was almost as high as him, and skillfully placed seasoning bottles, disposable chopsticks and tissue boxes on it.

Behind a window on the second floor of the building opposite the stall, a pair of deep eyes were stationed silently in the shadows where the direct light could not reach, chasing the thin figure without blinking.

As the lunch time approached, the stall business gradually became busy.

"Hey, bring a cold beer! Two more glasses!"

"Clear the table quickly, or we won't be able to sit down!"

"Why is the fan not working, please turn it up!"

"The soup is gone, hurry up and bring out a new bucket!"

After every yell, a little boy rushed out from inside quickly, tried his best to fulfill the requirements in the words, and then returned to the stall, squatting in the corner to peel fresh corn kernels.

The pair of eyes in the shadows blinked, and the eyes as deep as a deep pool splashed circles of ripples called distressed, the hands hidden in the darkness were tightly clenched together, the veins bulged, and the fingertips trembled, as if in Do your best to resist some kind of urge.

After dinner, the business of the small restaurant gradually cooled down. The woman behind the glass window took off her apron, came out of the kitchen with two plates of food, and greeted the children who were still busy peeling corn for dinner.

The mother and son sat around a small round table and ate their routine late lunch silently.

"It's getting cold!" the owner of those eyes whispered softly on the second floor not far away.

"I don't like ginger, I don't like green onions, I don't like garlic, green leafy vegetables like lettuce, and I hate green vegetables." The recording voice paused, and then continued with a faint smile: "I like eggs, and I accept all egg products."

Not knowing that every bite he ate would be carefully recorded, the young boy who analyzed back and forth cleaned up the food on the plate with a good appetite.

At this time, a peer with a schoolbag on his back called him at the door, "Thank you, let's go to class."

The little boy who put the dinner plate in the sink responded quickly, grabbed the schoolbag on the ground, and hurried to him.

"It's not in a hurry, what are you in such a hurry for?" The visitor smiled and stretched out his hands to rub the boyish hair.

The boy smoothed his hair in a good-tempered manner, and put his schoolbag on his back while talking, "I don't want you to wait."

"Okay, okay!" The man grabbed the young man's shoulders and leaned into his ear and said, "Well, have you written the physics homework yet? Let me copy it later."

"You can't write it yourself! It's not like you can't!"

"Aren't I out of time? I recently got a new game. It's very fun. Let's play it after school!"

"No, I'm not as free as you."

The two were fighting and romping, and disappeared at the end of the road.

The pair of eyes that had been hiding in the shadows finally appeared in the sunlight. The finely sculpted eyebrows, the infinitely perfect bridge of the nose, and the slightly raised lip line all showed the beauty of a metamorphosis period.

However, those eyes were filled with heavy gloom, the brows were deeply furrowed, and the line of the lips was tightly drawn, showing great displeasure.

A pair of sketches that had just been completed were tightly held in the long, white hands.

The protagonist on the drawing paper has a bright smile and bright eyes, and he is talking to the people around him sideways, but a sharp incomplete line should have been drawn in the position of another character, as if through this scar, he could see the original painting What a deep anger and unwillingness the master harbored in his heart.

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"It's me. I have considered the foreign courses you mentioned last time. Well, I can go."

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In a certain high-rise building in New York, USA, the atmosphere was so heavy that it was hard to breathe.

The boy sitting cross-legged on the sofa stared at the thing in his hand with wide eyes, repeatedly confirming in disbelief, "You mean..."

The man standing not far from him looked dazed, as if he had fallen into an unknown fear.

"We, we don't know what happened to that guy. If he hadn't been behaving too abnormally lately, maybe..."

"Maybe I'm still in the dark!" the young man said sternly.

When the man heard this, dense beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead. He swallowed hard and explained weakly: "Well, our people can't follow the school..."

The precious porcelain cup that flew past his forehead made him completely lose his ability to speak.

"Is it because of my preferential treatment to you that you all misunderstood that I am a talkative person? Or is it because I'm not here, so you feel that it doesn't matter if you relax?"

"No, that's not the case." The man shook his head anxiously.

The boy who didn't want to talk anymore waved the man back, he looked at the photos and documents in his hand silently, for one second, two seconds——

"Boom!" The vase on the round table was smashed into pieces, followed by the vintage glazed table lamp, the whole set of enamel porcelain, flower cups, sculptures...

The young man vented the tyranny in his heart expressionlessly, those jade-like hands mercilessly destroyed everything that came into contact with him, and with a few stray hairs, the bloody storm that blew up in the pair of pupils seemed to be The world is destroyed.

"How dare you... How dare you treat him like that... No, he is mine, he should be mine! Only I know how to make him happy forever! Only I..."

After a long time, standing in front of the mess, the boy dialed the phone in his hand.

"I want to go back immediately. Him? Now is not the time for him to give orders, I must obey. Listen to me, I want to return to Xia City as quickly as possible."