After being coveted by old men for many years, I quit

This attitude of not dodging or evading is equivalent to an attitude of admitting it directly, and there is no surprise on He Xiao's face.

It's not been a day or two since he knew this nephew, but what he did this time really stepped on his bottom line, otherwise, he would just turn a blind eye and close one eye to the small troubles like before. When did he question him like this.

After a while, his tensed mandible loosened a little, "What do you want him for?"

It was very noisy at the other end, from time to time, men and women chatted and laughed from the receiver, mixed with electronic music, and the address that He Minnan reported just now was basically Fu He Minnan sitting in the corner, dressed in black and black trousers, as if blending into it. the surrounding darkness.

Even so, just because of his outstanding face and his own good temperament, many people around still cast their eyes on him.He held a half-lit cigarette between his fingers, with a half-smile on his lips, "Didn't he tell you?"

The dark color in He Xiao's eyes moved, remembering that Zhou Cheng hesitated to speak on the phone, as if he had something to say to him, but he didn't say it in the end.

Did he want to tell him about it?But have scruples?

Xu didn't hear his answer for a while, and a low voice with a smile came, "You can ask him what I told him, I believe you are so precious to him, he shouldn't hide it." It’s right to care about you. I still have something to do here, so I won’t talk about it, and you can rest assured that if I have any thoughts about him, I won’t let him go today. "

He Xiao squinted his eyes, expressionless, "Don't make up his mind, and don't let me know that you went to him privately."

"Hey, look at what you said, since you have given the order, of course I will be an obedient nephew."

He Xiao heard every word in his ear seemed to be wrapped in a smile, and hung up the phone directly.

He looked out the window, thinking of the thoughts that had just passed through his mind, he couldn't help but twist his heart.

On the other side, in the grotesque underground night scene, He Minnan listened to the hung up phone, his handsome face instantly removed all smiles, his gloomy eyes were like overturned inkstones, and he threw the phone with the blacked screen directly Going to the coffee table, after smoking the cigarette that was about to burn out in his hand, he bent down and extinguished the cigarette butt in the crystal ashtray, a cloud of blue and white smoke overflowed from his lips.

Standing up straight, a black shadow appeared in front of him at some point, standing in front of the sofa, with the light behind him, his appearance could not be seen clearly, but he could tell from his figure that it was a man, maybe younger, between a boy and a man.

He Minnan glanced at him, didn't see his face clearly, so he ignored him, leaned back, pinched the space between his brows with his slender and well-articulated fingers.By the time Song let go, the figure had already sat down beside him.

"Sir, alone?"

A clichéd opening.

He Minnan raised his eyes and looked over calmly, his eyes first fell on that young face, and then gradually moved down.

It's just an ordinary white shirt, but he wears it with a different taste, the neckline is loose casually, and a popular choker is worn around the neck, and the fat sleeves are rolled up by him, revealing the white and slender wrist.

The boy seemed satisfied with his scrutinizing eyes, leaned forward slightly, and approached him, "How are you, are you satisfied?"

As soon as he approached, the scent of the perfume on his body was brought over, and seemed to escape into the man's nostrils.

He Minnan and him looked at each other, then looked away, picked up the red wine glass that was set aside, and sipped his mouth, "I'm not interested in men."

"is it?"

A disappointed expression suddenly appeared on the boy's face, and his eyes lingered regretfully on his handsome face. After a while, he posted it again, "But I'm very interested in you, what should I do?"

His low whisper was not clear in the noisy box, but He Minnan could still hear it clearly.

He put down the wine glass in his hand, curled his lips, and looked at it from the boy's point of view, only to find that this smile was very dazzling when paired with this perfect face that couldn't find a single flaw.

This is a VIP box with a huge space capacity. There are quite a few people coming in to have fun tonight. Most of them are having a good time, and they probably forgot that the host who welcomes the party is still sitting in the corner.

He Minnan doesn't dislike this kind of occasion, as long as there are no such fly-like people sticking to him wherever he goes.

He turned his head, imitated the boy's tone and lowered his voice, and said slowly in a hoarse magnetic voice, "Then sit down slowly, and it's not too late to go when you find someone you are more interested in."

After that, he picked up the suit that was on the sofa, threw it on his shoulders, and walked away with his long legs.

The boy looked at his back, his eyes flickering unwillingly.

Zhou Cheng never found a chance to tell He Xiao about meeting He Minnan. As for the reason, he felt that he just didn't want to get involved in the fight between their uncles and nephews.

Fighting, it should be, at least that's what He Minnan felt to him.

Otherwise, why did he propose to let him lurk beside He Xiao and help him steal things.

Things that can only be obtained by stealing are enough to show the importance of such things.

And the relationship between him and He Xiao is not deep enough to make him risk his life to tell him these things.

He doesn't know anything about the situation of the He family, and he doesn't know anything about He Minnan. Who knows if he will be exposed because of his "leaking secrets", and he will settle the score with him when the time comes?

He couldn't risk his family or himself, his mother was still awake and needed his care.

It's another Friday.

Zhou Cheng asked for leave that day, and didn't tell He Xiao in advance that he went back early by car alone.

But instead of going back to the villa or going to the hospital, he went to the outskirts of the city.

There is a big prison there, and Zhou Cheng found out that visiting the prison can only be done on weekdays, and he has classes at school on weekdays, so he can only ask for leave to come back.

It's been more than a month since I saw him, and after more than a month, things have changed, and he sat in front of the thick tempered glass, feeling very complicated.

While waiting, he sat quietly in a chair and looked around.

Prisons are like that, a cold environment, majestic and solemn.

A woman who looked a little older next to her was holding a microphone in her hand and talking to a man of a similar age inside.

"You look inside. My parents and Longlong are both watching. Don't worry about it. Is your stomach still hurting? If it hurts, let them get you some medicine. You can't care about your own body. Wan Baozhong, Longlong and I are waiting for you to come back..." When it came to the emotional part, the woman lay on the stage and began to cry, seeing this, the man sitting inside through a glass also had tears in his eyes , lowered his head and kept wiping his eyes with his fingers.

Looking at such a picture, Zhou Cheng couldn't help being touched by the scene, and felt a little sentimental in his heart.

After a while, the door inside opened, and two prison guards pushed a man out.

Zhou Cheng immediately got up from the chair, put his finger on the glass, and tried to look inside.

When he saw that face that seemed to be ten years older, he couldn't help but feel a soreness in the tip of his nose.

In the past, Zhou Hongfeng galloped in his career and was proud of himself in the mall. He had always had a bright future, and he was always greeted with smiles wherever he went.

But now, he was wearing an orange and yellow vest. In just a few months, he had lost a lot of weight, his hair was also cut short, and his sunken cheeks became more and more obvious.

What it used to be is long gone.

Rao Zhou Cheng had already made psychological preparations, but looking at him like this, he was still shocked, and the pain in his eyes couldn't stop overflowing his eyes.

Zhou Hongfeng was taken to the chair behind the glass and sat down. When he saw Zhou Cheng standing outside through a layer of glass, his face froze, and then a bit of bitterness leaked out of his eyes.

With his life in such a state, he has nothing to say. When he made a mistake, he thought of the consequences, but now it is just a fulfillment.

But seeing his family can only visit and meet in this way, not knowing whether they are well outside, the guilt makes him unable to hold his head up in front of his son.

Looking at each other silently.

Time was limited, Zhou Cheng didn't dare to delay, so he picked up the phone on the stage and hung up his ear.

His throat choked, and one syllable contained all the grievances and sorrows he had suffered these days.

Zhou Hongfeng looked at him, almost half a century old, and almost shed tears.

He took a couple of deep breaths, managed to stabilize his emotions, and then said, "Your mother?"

Zhou Cheng didn't expect him to ask about this so soon, and when he thought of his mother who was still lying on the hospital bed, his eyes became more sore and uncomfortable.

"Mom she... is in the hospital."

"Ill? Is it serious?"

Zhou Cheng looked at the man whose expression suddenly became solemn, and didn't know how to explain himself.

He had to lower his head, bit his lip, and remained silent.

Seeing his abnormal behavior, Zhou Hongfeng finally sensed something was wrong.

The cheeks that were covered with ditches tightened little by little.

"Why don't you talk? Where is your mother?"

In desperation, Zhou Cheng hesitated again and again, and finally told about his mother's coma and hospitalization.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said that he was diagnosed with acute cerebral hemorrhage, the microphone in the man's hand fell on the stage and made a "click".

Zhou Cheng knew that it would be the hardest hit by this incident, and there would be no one else except him.

When he was young, relying on his career, facing the colorful world outside, he had made many mistakes, such as raising a lover outside, not going home for three days, leaving mother and child at home and ignoring them. It's the one who wants to be happy, but the woman has no choice but to leave or endure.

It was also a woman's step-by-step forbearance that prevented the family from falling apart.

Later, after Zhou Hongfeng came to his senses, he often felt guilty towards his first wife. He didn't know what to do to make up for the mistakes he made. He could only do his best to treat her well and protect her.

The relationship between the two came late when they entered old age, but now, because she couldn't accept this fact, she was tortured by illness.