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

Zhou Hongfeng's pain and regret were palpable, he hugged his head with both hands, and slowly lowered his head to rest his forehead on the marble countertop.

During that minute, Zhou Cheng didn't know what he was thinking, whether he was regretting, or using this method to relieve his inner pain.

And he was also infected by such a silent and painful atmosphere, and those dark days when he couldn't see the way forward seemed to reappear before his eyes again.

It took a long time for Zhou Hongfeng to raise his head slowly. His eyes, which were only calmed by exerting restraint, were already covered with red bloodshot eyes. He looked at Zhou Cheng, and it seemed that he had exhausted all his strength to calm down his mood. .

"In any case, take care of your mother first."

His voice was low, with indescribable weariness, "If you don't have any money, you can borrow it from my father's friends. I've brought you to know each other. Do you remember?"

His family was in decline, and he knew very well that when he came in, those properties would definitely be seized, and if he wanted to get medical treatment, he had to spend money.

But this time, I can only hope that those exchanges in the past can be based on the feelings of the past and help.

Zhou Cheng looked at his earnest gaze, feeling like a lump in his throat, unable to speak for a long time.

What he wanted to say, he had already asked for a loan if he could, but he still feels chills when he thinks about the attitude of those people.

Even He Xiao, the two of them are so friendly, he agreed to help with conditions... and this condition... Don't think about it, Zhou Cheng also knows that Zhou Hongfeng will be very happy if he finds out about this. What a reaction.

In the past, he didn't have time to pay anything for this father, but now, looking at the vicissitudes of life in front of him, he couldn't express the bitterness and unbearableness, which made him feel self-blame and pain while he was in prison.

He reluctantly revealed a relaxed look, and nodded, "Well, I have already contacted Uncle Xiao, he helped arrange the hospital, and funded me to continue my education. Mom is well taken care of, so you don't have to worry."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Cheng saw Zhou Hongfeng's expression on the other side of the window change.

The surrounding area was not very bright, and the incandescent light made the man's face look cold and pale, especially his complexion.

Zhou Cheng stared at the gloomy face on the opposite side, feeling a little uneasy in his heart for some reason.

He didn't dare to ask the phrase "what's the matter" held back in his heart, he pursed his lips, and fell silent.

After a while, the man's slightly hoarse voice came from the other end through the receiver, "...you go to him, what did he say?"

Zhou Cheng slowly clenched the knuckles holding the microphone, his eyes flickered unconsciously, "I didn't say anything, after I told him about the situation, he agreed to help me to go to school, and he would help my mother." Ask someone to take care of it..." This is true, but it is beneficial to me after removing many conditions.

Zhou Hongfeng's complexion did not improve because of his words, on the contrary, following these words, the complex look in his eyes seemed to intensify a bit.

Zhou Cheng didn't know why he showed such an expression. From his point of view, before his father was imprisoned, he had always had a good relationship with He Xiao, and he had never heard of any quarrel between the two.

The anxiety in his heart made him subconsciously say, "What happened?"

Zhou Hongfeng looked at his clear and uneasy eyes, his throat choked up, what kind of human heart is like, he can see clearly after so many years of struggling.

There are never many icing on the cake, but there are very few who give charcoal in the timely manner, not to mention the mistakes he made this time, after ten years, no one will remember who.

Start all over again, how many scenes are left for him.

Not to mention extravagance and frugality, money is indispensable if you want to take good care of a unconscious patient, but his son, to put it bluntly, is a useless and charming child, and it is difficult for him to earn money to support his family.

Thinking of this, he couldn't bear to let his wife and children lose this only shelter, so he sighed and swallowed his original words.

"...It's okay, he's willing to help, just keep an eye on yourself, anyway, we don't have anything for others to try, you have to take good care of your mother."

Hearing these words, Zhou Cheng felt like a stone was blocked in his heart, and he didn't speak for a while.

Walking out of the prison gate, he still felt that Zhou Hongfeng had not confessed something to him, especially the expression on his face when he mentioned He Xiao, and his specious words—[Since you need something from others, you must correct your attitude first. , thank you for your kindness.But you have to remember that people's hearts are unpredictable. Now that Dad is not around, you have to take care of yourself and protect your mother. If you are shallow-minded, you must know how to beware. 】

If it's harmless, why beware?

Thinking back to the past, Zhou Hongfeng has always been full of praise for He Xiao, and often dragged him to meet and make friends, but because of that unfounded fear, he resisted He Xiao very much and wanted to stay away.

Now that Zhou Hongfeng changed his previous attitude and said something like this, it was obvious that something went wrong between the two of them.

Zhou Cheng couldn't help wondering if He Xiao was involved in his imprisonment this time... Once this idea came up, he subconsciously wanted to deny it.

If his current situation is really like that...Zhou Cheng dare not think about it.

Thoughts are like a mess.

He walked to the intersection and wanted to take a taxi back, but the sky gradually darkened.

Before I came back, I called the driver to tell him not to go to school to pick him up today, and I don't know if he told He Xiao or not.

A car saw him waving and driving over, Zhou Cheng opened the door and got in.

After reporting the address, he looked out the window, and when he was lost in thought, a series of bells suddenly rang.

Taking out the phone, the name of the note on the screen jumped into view.

He was slightly absent-minded for a moment, and then answered the phone.

The scattered houses on the outskirts of the city stand in a forest under the reflection of the sunset, and the warm orange light falls into the car window and hits his face.

He looked at the setting sun that was about to fall into the sky in the distance, and said in a very low voice, "Hello?"

Ten kilometers away in the city center, He Xiao paused when he heard the voice ringing in his ears, focusing on the computer screen.

His eyes dimmed slightly, and his thin lips opened and closed to ask, "Where are you?"

"Didn't Brother Heng tell you?"

Zhou Cheng held the phone, his tone was still calm, Brother Heng was the driver who picked him up, he thought he had already reported it.

"Say it," He Xiao quickly glanced at the files on the screen, tapped on the keyboard with his slender and clean knuckles, and maintained a consistent tone in his low-mellow voice, "Come back for dinner?"

"On the way back."

His tone of nonchalant attitude when he asked anything finally made He Xiao feel impatient and frowned.

He got up from the chair, walked to the window with his legs wrapped in slender and crisp trousers, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and stood upright in front of the French window.

"What did your dad tell you? Make you so morose."

"^TL"/again.

The word subconsciously blurted out, and after Zhou Cheng finished speaking, he realized it belatedly, pursed his lower lip, and simply refused to explain.

Sure enough, the man's emotional voice came back quickly, "You don't even bother to cover up, tell me you didn't?"

Looking out of the window, Zhou Cheng took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and then replied, "...he didn't say anything, but he was sad to see that he lost a lot of weight."

This lie mixed with the truth is justified.

Zhou Cheng thought that He Xiao believed it, because he didn't ask any further, but just asked when he would be home, he gave an approximate time, and the two ended the call.

After hanging up the phone, in the quiet office, the man looked at the afterglow of the setting sun outside the window with indifference in his eyes.

In the evening, a certain large bar is always brightly lit, full of people, and the music is loud.

He Minnan was sitting alone in front of the bar, wearing a suit and trousers with an extraordinary temperament, wearing a valuable wristwatch on his left wrist, and holding a glass of wine with his fingers, he sipped the wine unhurriedly.

The whole person exudes an aura that strangers should not get close to. Despite this, there are still many people around who are ready to move, scanning his handsome and noble appearance with enthusiastic eyes.

The trip that should have ended long ago was delayed for several days because of the partner's reasons, and it has not ended until now. The negotiation process today was not smooth, which made him very annoyed all day today.

Several glasses of strong whiskey slid down his throat, and the fiery feeling quickly replaced the irritability.

After a while, a figure came over.

He Minnan looked sideways with his drunken black eyes, and saw a hand on his shoulder.

Even though it was very thin, he recognized it as a man's hand at a glance.

He frowned fiercely, and looked over with a very unfriendly look in his eyes.

Entrance is a face I have seen every night for the past few days.

It's just haunting.

"Hey, are you drinking alone today?"

There was a bright and charming smile on the boy's face.

He Minnan only took one look, then turned his head back, and didn't even bother to talk about rolling today.

Seeing this, the boy raised his eyebrows. He didn't care about his attitude of not wanting to talk to him. He sat down on the chair next to him and waved to the bartender who was working behind the bar, "Thank you for a glass of Martini."

Behind the bar, Jiang Fan, wearing a bartender uniform, nodded, "Wait a minute."

He has long been familiar with the scene in front of him. It is nothing more than the most common strike-up in bars. He has seen a lot during this period of work, but the two people in front of him are still a little different.

Because they were all outstanding in appearance, and they were all men, he subconsciously took a second look.

After mixing the wine that the boy ordered just now, another man suddenly got off the chair, looking in the direction, he should be going to the bathroom.

The boy followed and came back after a while.

Jiang Fan didn't pay attention at first, because there were other customers ordering, so he didn't get distracted to look at his side.

It wasn't until out of the corner of his eye that he caught a glimpse of him holding the wine glass that the man had just swished, he felt a little suspicious.

When he turned his eyes to look over, the man was breaking open a capsule and sprinkled the powder into it. Seeing him looking over, he winked at him and gestured for silence.