Chapter 7

In fact, many times, suffering is just painful at the beginning. After a long time and getting used to it, it will numb self comfort. It's nothing. It's only two years, and the past five years have come like this.

When he got out of prison, it rained heavily and the sky was gray.

It's very similar to the heavy rain seven years ago.

The breath of death is filled with loneliness in my heart for no reason.

It should be a pleasure to get out of prison.

"Meng Fu."

Someone called him behind his back. His voice passed through the intermittent rain and was still clear.

He turned around, the car stopped, and the woman in high heels trotted after him with an umbrella, "Meng Fu."

"Xie Zhenzhen."

"Yes, it's me. It's nice of you to remember me."

She raised her arm and raised her umbrella over Meng Fu's head. It was a little hard, "you've grown tall."

He didn't speak. In front of him, the woman with heavy makeup was getting farther and farther away from what he remembered. He took Xie Zhenzhen's umbrella and held it for her.

The palm can avoid Xie Zhenzhen's hand.

Xie Zhenzhen let go, "let's go and eat."

He looked at Xie Zhenzhen's car. It was a red sports car, not the one seven years ago. His sudden fear of the car made his whole body freeze in an instant.

Hesitantly walked to the sports car. He put Xie Zhenzhen into the car and closed the door.

"Why don't you get on the bus?"

He shook his head. "No, you go and give me the umbrella."

Without hesitation, he turned and continued to walk.

After taking a few steps, the sports car roared past him. He knew that Xie Zhenzhen was angry. But isn't that what he expected?

Not far away, on a black car, the man's eyes were quiet, and a smile with unknown meaning came out of his face.

If someone goes out of one cage, he will fall into another, won't he?

"Mr. Gu, do you want to continue to follow?"

"No."

Let him be happy for a while, and then give him deeper pain. In this way, the scar will become more and more painful.

Knock on the door one after another, like a cry of despair, "aunt, aunt. Uncle, brother Ye Yan. "

He went straight to his aunt's house. Unexpectedly, there was no response.

He didn't know where they were, so he had to sit on their steps and wait for them to come back.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier. Xun's eyes are like the outline of a person's sadness.

"Meng Fu, why are you sitting here? Are you out of prison? " His aunt asked him. Behind him were three members of their family, aunt, uncle and cousin Ye Ting. Meng Fu stood up and looked back.

There is no Meng Yi.

"Aunt, where's Xiaoyi?"

"Xiaoyi is at home."

Meng Yu opened the door and let Meng Fu in. Looking at his wet body, Meng Yu said, "take off your socks. Don't come in. There's water."

He took off his shoes in embarrassment and curled up his toes, because he was wearing socks seven years ago. The white socks were gray and had a hole.

After changing the slippers brought by his aunt, he looked around, but he still didn't see Xiaoyi's figure. His whole body was wet. He looked at his aunt's neat sofa and didn't sit on it.

Soon, my aunt brought Meng Yi down from upstairs.

"Meng Meng, you're back. I miss you so much." Meng Yi threw himself into Meng Fu's arms regardless, "Meng Meng, shall we go home?"

Go home? After so many years, Xiaoyi still remembers their own home and is so eager to go back to their own home. Meng Fu's heart clattered. It's been cool and thorough. For seven years, Xiaoyi must have never had a good time here.

Just a few greetings, he couldn't wait to take Meng Yi away. He looked at the expression of retention on his aunt's face, but his eyes clearly meant expulsion.

When he was putting on his shoes at the door, his aunt had already carried a suitcase, "this is Xiaoyi's clothes. Take it with you. You can go out like this. Xiaoyi doesn't even have a change of clothes."

"Thank you." He stuck the two words in his throat.

"Meng Meng, we're going home, okay." Meng Yi beside him danced happily. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something. He immediately bowed his head obediently and admitted his mistake in a low voice. "My aunt said that you can't move freely, or you should break something."

Meng Fu looked at Meng Yu. Sure enough, the "kind and kind" aunt had changed her face and didn't say a word.

"Xiao Yi, my brother will take you home."

Home, Xiaoyi, you and your brother are home.

Home, but where is home?

How could he forget that Meng Yu had given his family a house two years ago, because she said that she had entertained famous foreign doctors to treat Xiao Yi, but it only needed a huge amount of money.

The rain is hazy and the heart is cold.

He suddenly didn't know where to go. He was like a lost man. Looking at the road extending in all directions, he was only confused.

However, Xiaoyi has been full of smiling faces since the moment he saw him.

"What's the matter? Where are you going? "

Someone was standing in front of him. He looked up with a little surprise and panic in his eyes. It was Guze.

"Go home."

"Where is your home? Or shall I give you a ride? "

I know he doesn't have a home, does he? Why do you pretend not to know to open a person's wound? That's right. If you don't hurt him, this person won't be Guze.

"No."

He bypassed him and was ready to leave, but his arm was grabbed.

Meng Yi shook his arm. "Brother, he said to send us home. Brother, I can't walk. Let him send us?"

"Xiao Yi is obedient and will be here soon."

"All right."

Some people go straight ahead, others follow.

They have a tacit understanding with each other and don't say anything.

Meng Yi looked back. The terrible looking brother had been following his brother. He was a little nervous, so he whispered in Meng Fu's ear and said, "brother, he has been following us."

"Nothing."

"What if he is a bad man?"

"He's not."

He is not a bad man. In the eyes of that man, he is a bad man, a sinner through the ages, and the most damn person.

After a short walk, he finally saw an old hotel. He couldn't care so much. He had to make do with staying for one night and find a house to rent tomorrow.

Guze finally stopped at the door. He looked at the faded Hotel Sign covered with many layers of ash. He watched Meng Fu take his brother upstairs, turn a corner and disappear.

Then, with an umbrella, he returned to the car not far away.

"Mr. Gu, where do Meng Fu and his brother live?" Asked the secretary.

"That kind of place suits him well, isn't it better than prison?"

Living in prison for seven years, this kind of hotel is nothing to Meng Fu.

At night, Meng Yu's house.

"Mom, where's Meng Yi?" Ye Yan came home for a long time and didn't see Meng Yi jumping around him to play with him.

"Sent away." Meng Yu replied indifferently.

Suddenly, joy and loss rushed up together, like overturning the emotional jar. For a time, all kinds of feelings rushed up, "how did you send them away suddenly?"

"His brother got out of prison and took him away."

"Oh."

Ye Yan responded faintly. When Meng Yi first came, he was still disgusted by him. Some people were glad to finally send the fool away, but why did he feel empty.

No one shouted to watch cartoons, no one begged him to tell stories, no one let him beat and scold, he saved a lot of trouble, didn't he?

Fool, let's go. Go away. No one will like to stay here.

He casually transferred the remote control from the cartoon to the sports channel.