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

In the evening, as usual, He Xiao got off work from the company on time and drove back to the villa.

The villas reflected in the sunset had already been lit up.

He parked the car in the yard outside.

There was no one in the living room on the first floor, but the lights were on. When he passed by the coffee table, he saw a plate of strawberries on it. The TV stopped on the screen of a certain search engine and was not turned off.

He glanced at the words displayed on it, frowned slightly, and stepped straight up the stairs with his long legs to the second floor.

Walking through the long corridor into the bedroom, there was still no one in sight, but the door of the bathroom next to it was closed, and the light was shining through, and there was the sound of dripping water.He hooked his lips, walked over to the door and knocked.

Zhou Cheng stood under the shower, letting the water wash over his body, the moment he heard the sound, his nerves instinctively became alert.

But after thinking about it, he would knock on the door after entering the house, and there would be no one else except He Xiao.

He turned off the faucet, took the towel from the shelf and wiped his whole body. Before he put on his clothes, there was a sudden sound of the doorknob being turned behind him.

"Zhou Cheng?" The man's voice followed his figure as he pushed the door open.

Zhou Cheng's eyes suddenly shrank. Rao, the two of them had already done more intimate things, and they had already seen what should be seen and what should not be seen. He was still a little caught off guard by the man's actions.

In a hurry, he put the big bath towel used to wipe his body on his body, turned his back, "Why did you come in, I haven't got any clothes on."

He Xiao hadn't taken off the outfit he wore in the company during the day, he was meticulous in his suit and leather shoes.

Standing in the misty bathroom, it seemed a bit out of place.

Hearing Zhou Cheng's tense voice, a faint arc of smile could not help but be drawn on the side of his lips.

He didn't walk over, but stood not far from the door, staring at Zhou Cheng's thin figure wrapped in a white bath towel, then his eyes fell slightly, and he glanced at his straight and slender legs standing barefoot on the floor tiles.

His black eyes sank, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"Why didn't you answer?"

"I got dressed and went out."

"Then you get dressed and come down to eat," the man looked at his back, put his hands in his trouser pockets, with a faint smile in his eyes, and looked at his dripping hair, "Remember to dry your hair. "

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went out, and he didn't forget to help close the door before leaving.

Zhou Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, took the towel off his body, and glanced at the closed door.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the phone call from He Minnan in the afternoon... His eyes dimmed.

The two had dinner together as usual, and then went their separate ways.

In the middle of the night, He Xiao returned to the bedroom from the study after finishing his day's work.

Pushing open the door, the darkness of the room came rushing in.

He still rested his hand on the doorknob, raised his eyebrows, went to bed so early today?

Usually when he comes back at this point, Zhou Cheng is usually still leaning on the bedside to play with his mobile phone, or watching a movie with his tablet.

After he came out of the shower, he would lie down peacefully in the bed.

Although the feeling was shallow, He Xiao knew that he was waiting for him intentionally or unintentionally.

He stood at the door, stared at the bulge on the bed for a while, closed the door and backed out.

Zhou Cheng heard the door close again, a pair of dim and lonely eyes slowly opened in the darkness, he got up and sat up.

Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom from the guest bedroom next door, he sat quietly in the dark, a little absent-minded.

The next day, the two went to the hospital again in the morning.

The doctor said that the situation had improved a little, and Zhou Cheng's heart that had been hanging was relieved.

After the visit, because it was still early, Zhou Cheng suggested that he could just take a taxi back. Yi Hao He Xiao answered the phone, and there must be something urgent to rush back to the company, so he had to follow him.

Zhou Cheng did not return to the villa.

Today is Monday, he got in the car and directly reported the address of the prison.

The driver who drove the car was a middle-aged man, very talkative, and he talked to him without saying a word. Zhou Cheng was thinking about something, and answered absent-mindedly.When we arrived, the driver said that it was not easy to take a taxi in this area, and asked if we should wait for him.

Zhou Cheng thought about it, but still refused, the driver didn't say anything, took the money and left.

Coming to this prison again, Zhou Cheng sat blankly in front of the visiting window, the words He Minnan said on the phone kept ringing in his mind.

Sentence by sentence, like a huge vortex, he was involved in it, unable to extricate himself.

He knew he shouldn't doubt He Xiao, after all, he had no motive to do so.

But He Minnan's determined tone forced him to come over to verify the matter.

Only after hearing from Zhou Hongfeng himself that these things are not true can he be at ease.

He knew what it was like to turn and turn at night and not be able to sleep at night, and he couldn't let this matter remain in his heart and become a thorn in his heart.So here he is.

A moment later, a familiar figure came out from the iron gate under pressure.

Zhou Cheng stood up from the chair, and he didn't return to his seat until Zhou Hongfeng sat down on the other side of the iron bars and thick glass.

Perhaps because he gradually got used to the life inside, the man looked less emaciated than when he came last time, and his energy was better.

Zhou Cheng picked up the phone, "Dad."

Zhou Hongfeng's voice came back through the receiver immediately, "Chengcheng, how is your mother?"

Mentioning his own mother, Zhou Cheng couldn't help but darken his face. Facing Zhou Hongfeng's earnest eyes through the glass, he paused, and then replied, "She...is still the same."

Sure enough, after speaking, the man's eyes became lonely, and in a short while, there was a little happiness, "...It's good that she is fine, you have to talk to her more, give her hands and feet more, so that she can Wake up early, I heard a cellmate here say that his wife is like this, she had a stroke at a young age, and she lay in bed for several years..." Zhou Cheng sat on the chair, without the hand holding the phone Standing on the cold marble table, the fingertips are icy cold.

The man babbled a lot, but he stared blankly at the look on his face, but didn't go in much.

Finally, he interrupted him aloud, "Dad."

Zhou Hongfeng was interrupted by him, and seeing his serious face, he had no choice but to swallow the rest of the words, and asked, "What's the matter?"

The dim incandescent lights in the prison cast a layer of cold white on Zhou Cheng's face, which made his white face extremely expressionless.

There was a lump in his throat, and he opened his lips for a while before making a sound, "I... have something to ask you."

After he finished speaking, he remembered something and added, "It's Uncle Xiao's business."

The expression on Zhou Hongfeng's face suddenly changed. Although it was only a slight change, Zhou Cheng noticed it.

His heart sank.

"Why did you mention him suddenly?" Zhou Hongfeng asked.

Zhou Cheng stared at his face in a daze, his lips parted and closed numbly, "I heard someone say...you had something to do with him this time, is it true?"

Zhou Hongfeng didn't seem to expect that he would ask this question, his face immediately became more and more ugly, his eyes were visibly ignited with uncontrollable anger, but he still didn't express it in front of Zhou Cheng.

"Who did you hear?"

Zhou Cheng thought about it, and answered his name casually, "Uncle Zhen."

This person was another friend with whom Zhou Hongfeng had a good friendship before his accident.

If he told it, Zhou Hongfeng would not be suspicious.

Sure enough, the man's face softened a lot after hearing this, "Why are you asking this? That man is very thoughtful, so don't have any contact with him."

Then he remembered what Zhou Cheng said the last time he came, and subconsciously asked, "Last time you said that he lent you money and took your mother to the hospital. Now he is still helping?"

"Well," Zhou Cheng didn't want to hide this, "so I want to ask you if what Uncle Zhen said is true. If it is true, I want to take my mother away, and you will no longer accept his kindness."

He said so, but also has his own purpose.

After coming here, he remembered what Zhou Hongfeng said when he came here last time.

At that time, he didn't understand why Zhou Hongfeng said that He Xiao's palace was deep, and it was best to keep a distance from him.

But now, he seemed to understand something.

"Good intentions?" Zhou Hongfeng snorted coldly on the other end of the receiver, with a mocking sneer on the corner of his mouth, "He is the kind of person who will do things that are not profitable? Good intentions, hmph, this is really a big joke.

Rao had expected it a long time ago, Zhou Cheng's heart sank to the bottom at this time, "What... mean?"

"At first, I didn't want to tell you about this matter, but even if I did, it would be of no help to you. You are still young, and there is nothing you can ask for in the face of those wolves, tigers and leopards, and you might accidentally get yourself involved."

"I've suffered a loss now, and I can't let you go my way again, so you can go as far as you can from him, and remember not to have any conflicts with him, let alone have anything to do with him."

Zhou Cheng was taken aback by his words, "What the hell happened...?"

Zhou Hongfeng looked a little hesitant, but in the end, he sighed softly, and told the whole story of the trouble he got into. Between the lines, he was full of accusations against He Xiao for his indifference and selfishness.

Zhou Cheng listened carefully to these words.

It was basically the same as what He Minnan said. Because Zhou Hongfeng wanted to successfully bid for a project recently approved by the government, he set up a line with He Xiao, and the benefits were given out intermittently. Seeing that the matter was about to be completed, suddenly An economic investigation department popped up and held him tight, as he was about to enter the company to check the accounts.

Knowing that this matter could not be covered, Zhou Hongfeng made many phone calls to He Xiao, but he only returned the words "I can't help" on the first call, and then rejected all his calls. In the end, even if he came to the door Even if he asked for it in person, he would not show his face.

Later, things became what they are today.

After Zhou Cheng listened, there was no expression on his face, but his chest seemed to have been ripped out, and the wind was leaking hollowly.

The chill rushed into his blood vessels and traveled through his whole body, making his fingertips tremble finely and densely, making him feel cold.

Suddenly, he remembered a moment when he was with a man. He looked at him with deep eyes and asked him if he would blame those who didn't lend a helping hand to his father.

He felt inexplicable at the time.

Why do you ask that.

Is it because, it turns out that this person is himself?