Chapter 19 Chapter 19 Old Events

"Ah?" Feng Ran was surprised. He had never heard of this name. "Who is that?"

"Don't keep hiding it from me. The owner of the silver shop, you went to see him and looked for him so many times, but I knew nothing about him."

Feng Ran didn't know whether to be speechless or angry first.

"Do you want to explain?"

He rarely didn't want to talk. He thought he didn't need to explain something that didn't exist.

But Chen Zhi continued, "It doesn't matter. I know you were just on a whim. Nothing substantial happened between you and him, I don't care. As long as you promise me that you won't contact him again in the future, I will pretend that nothing happened." "

Chen Zhi, that's enough," Feng Ran couldn't bear it any more. "Listen to what you are saying. I tell you clearly that I don't know who He Chuan is. The owner of the silver shop has nothing to do with me. I didn't even know his name before."

Chen Zhi remained silent.

Feng Ran's heart was in a mess. He turned around and walked forward, like a silent and stubborn stone. After walking for a while, he couldn't hear the footsteps anymore. He couldn't help but look back. Chen Zhi was still following behind him slowly. He heaved a sigh of relief.

He didn't want to explain. He would be ashamed to death if he mentioned the surprise he had prepared and the gift he hadn't given to someone who had insulted him so much.

It was a misunderstanding.

He stopped and said, "My mother sent me a message this morning, asking if I knew where you were. I haven't replied yet. It should be Uncle Shen who is looking for you... Go back, there's no need to waste time here."

Shen Zhi said softly, "No, unless you go back with me."

The negotiations broke down.

They went shopping in the supermarket together and paid the water and electricity bills. This city is too small. On the way, they met friends who had been drinking the night before. Feng Ran chatted with him casually, and Shen Zhi stood aside with a smile. He knew he would be misunderstood. Shen Zhi stared at him, but it was difficult to explain. His friends were indeed surprised, but they accepted the fact in an instant, and turned around to spread it in the social group, saying that he was still so popular, and he found a new love in one day.

A group of people started a heated discussion about this. When he got his phone, the number of messages had exceeded 99 and was still bouncing.

Ren He's voice bar was particularly conspicuous. He was immediately upset and typed to ask why Ren He didn't answer his calls. As soon as

he showed his head, someone immediately asked about him and Shen Zhi.

Shen Zhi was cooking in the kitchen. He replied: "I think too much. It's not that kind of relationship."

Ren He: "60''"

Feng Ran: "He just comes to stay with me for two days occasionally."

Ren He: "60''"

Feng Ran: "Don't believe in rumors or spread rumors.

" Ren He: "?"

Ren He: "Are you itching for trouble?"

He then converted the voice to text and extracted the key points from the sea of nonsense: Ren He had never received a call from him. And it proved that he and Shen Zhi were not so innocent.

He raised his voice and shouted to the kitchen, "I'm going out for a while."

The summer night wind was finally not as hot as the daytime. He walked along the street with a cigarette in his mouth. There were many barbecue stalls on the road. In the hazy smoke, he called Ren He a few more times, but the lines were still busy or no one answered.

He had no choice but to send a message: "Where are you? Call me back when you see the message." Shen

Zhi had prepared the meal, but his family was nowhere to be found.

He wanted to go out and look for him, but finally gave up.

The assistant had been sending messages since he boarded the plane, and his father was looking for him like crazy. He

was just about to call the police.

The assistant sent the last message ten minutes ago, saying that if he still disappeared before 12 o'clock tonight, she would have to resign tomorrow.

Shen Zhi could no longer avoid it and replied with a voice message: "Sorry, I have something to do and need to go back in a few days. I have something to ask Shen Yuan to deal with."

The assistant called and said, "Boss Shen specifically wants to see you."

"He can't even move, how can he specify it?"

The assistant was speechless: "I don't know the details, it was the secretary who said so. Where are you now, boss?"

"I'm not in Jiang City." A voice call suddenly popped up on the phone. Unexpectedly, it was Feng Qing. Shen Zhi hesitated for a moment and said, "Wait a minute, I'll take a call."

Feng Qing's voice on the other end was very urgent, asking him if he could contact Feng Ran.

"Don't worry, he just went out and will be back soon. It's so late, what happened?"

Feng Qing hesitated for a long time, but refused to say anything, just saying that it was some old things and told him not to worry. She also repeatedly told him to let Feng Ran call back tomorrow.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Zhi stood there, holding the phone, his heart was surging. Even when the secretary sent another message, he didn't want to click it.

He didn't know what happened to Feng Ran.

This matter escaped Shen Yuan's meticulous investigation. It may have been specially handled, but now it has surfaced again.

He pulled out a chair and sat down after a while. Several dishes on the table were cold, the oil solidified into a film, the wrinkles extended along the bulges, and the soup clumps together, colorfully hugged into a ball. It didn't look good.

He didn't want to wait any longer, nor did he want to waste it. He ate a few mouthfuls with hot water and threw it into the refrigerator. He pushed the door and left, blending into the thick night.

Feng Ran happened to miss Shen Zhi when he returned home.

It was already one o'clock in the morning.

"Chen Zhi, where have you been?" His voice on the phone was unpleasant, "You are in an unfamiliar place in the middle of the night, I just went out for a short while."

"I have something urgent to talk to you about." Chen Zhi said, "Open the door, I'm at the door."

As soon as he mentioned Feng Qing's words, Feng Ran's nerves became visibly tense. He pretended not to care, but he was slow to respond when he called his name several times, as if he was daydreaming.

He asked tentatively, but he kept silent.

Before going to bed, he ordered him to leave: "Go home tomorrow. I have to take care of some things."

Chen Zhi turned off the lights, lay beside him, and watched his eyes bright as stars in the dark night.

"Go back to where you came from, otherwise I can only call your family and ask them to pick you up."

Shen Zhi smiled and said, "Do you dare? If you dare, I will come out."

Feng Ran's forehead was throbbing with veins: "I'll come out, what does it have to do with me?"

"I like you, of course it matters." He touched his cheek with his fingers and said softly, "Your mother and relatives don't know about this yet, right?"

Feng Ran bought two tickets to Feng Qing's city.

After getting off the bus, they went straight to the university town and called Feng Qing in advance. The three of them had a meal at a small restaurant near the school. Feng Ran, contrary to his usual behavior, said nothing, and the other two tried hard to find topics. The atmosphere was very weird.

After the meal, Feng Qing invited them to walk around the school, but Shen Zhi refused.

As soon as they walked away, Feng Qing complained, "Brother, what's wrong with you? It's so embarrassing. I'm neither here nor there."

Feng Ran was unwilling to discuss emotional issues and said, "Show me your call records. What's the phone number of that person?"

"He didn't call me again later, so it should be fine."

"Since he can find your phone number, he can also find mine, guess why he didn't call me first?" Feng Ran entered the number into the memo and said seriously, "He just set his sights on you, a girl. When you answered the phone, he probably confirmed your location. Just now at the school gate, your school didn't stop anyone, what if he came here to wait for you?"

"There are so many people in the school, and there are security guards, what can he do to me? Surveillance systems are very advanced now. I was a little anxious yesterday, but then I thought about it and felt that I was making a fuss."

Feng Ran returned the phone to her and turned his head away: "I can't convince you. In short, you are not allowed to leave the school recently. Report to me once every morning, noon, and evening, send your real-time location, take photos, and take photos of your meals every day."

Feng Qing stopped and said, "Is it necessary? I'm this old, I can take care of myself. If something really happens, I will call the police immediately..."

"If something really happens, it will be too late! You are an adult now, you can do whatever you want, but this matter is non-negotiable!"

Feng Ran couldn't help raising his voice. Feng Qing was startled and stared: "Don't be so aggressive, I won't leave the school, three times a day is too outrageous, right? The girls in our dormitory who are in a long-distance relationship don't do this!"

Feng Ran suddenly stopped.

"Okay." He turned around and walked towards the school gate.

Feng Qing cursed inexplicably.

This school covers a large area and is well greened. In the evening, the street lights are not on, the woods are dense, and there is no one in the depths.

Feng Qing looked around and felt a little scared. I have to admit that she was led astray by Feng Ran. This road is full of surveillance cameras. Although there are no people passing by now, most of the time it is students going to and from class. What can happen with people coming and going?

She was almost laughing at herself. She quickened her pace to the dormitory, and suddenly there was a strange sound from the left rear side.

It was like the sound of the soles of shoes rubbing against fallen leaves, not too loud or too small, and it just happened to reach her ears.

Could Feng Ran's bad words really come true?

Her heart stopped. She paused, and in her peripheral vision, she saw a black shadow...

and she ran away. Just after she took one or two steps, she was subdued by a huge force. The other party controlled her with one hand and covered her mouth with the other hand, dragging her into the woods.

In the face of the absolute disparity in power, everything is in vain. When Feng Qing's fear reached its peak, a familiar voice came to her ears.

"It took me a total of six seconds from the time you discovered me to now. The person closest to us is riding a bike from behind, and it will take about ten seconds to get here." Feng Ran said dimly, "If I had a knife or some special medicine, this time would be shorter. If I had an accomplice or some tools, I could easily transfer you away. Do you still think I'm making a fuss?"

She looked at Feng Ran with wide eyes. He looked back innocently, then let go of her hand: "There's no room for negotiation on this matter."

Feng Qing stared at him for two seconds, lowered her head and moved her wrist: "No problem. You win, I'll listen to you."

"Okay, it's settled," Feng Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Anyway, as long as you don't report once, I'll come to you. And I'll make video calls from time to time to check if the pictures you sent are real."

"How long will it take to report?" Feng Qing had an ominous premonition.

"It's hard to say, let's wait until the risk is completely eliminated."

To be honest, Feng Ran didn't know how to solve the problem.

This matter can be traced back to many years ago, even to when he was not yet born. He had thought more than once that his birth seemed to carry a kind of original sin, just because he was that person's son.

Although that person died long ago, he, Feng Ran, was still alive.

Many things can be achieved through hard work, but blood ties, cutting flesh and bones, cannot be changed. He is destined to have half of his blood flowing in his body, destined... He will have to pay for him for countless years.

Feng Ran has never visited his grave.

One Qingming Festival, for some reason, grandma insisted on asking him to go, but he refused. The old lady, who was over 80 years old, stood at the door with her hands on her hips and cursed. The neighbors came to watch the fun. When my sister came home from school, he was livid and didn't say a word.

Grandma said that she had dreamed of that man and asked her children to burn paper for him. If Feng Ran didn't want to go, then she would take Feng Qing with her.

Feng Ran said no. No one was allowed to go.

This war lasted for a month and ended with grandma being hospitalized for acute cerebral infarction.

In the second half of the night, all the relatives came, and many of them blamed him. He was always easy to talk to, but this time he was surprisingly stubborn and had a cold face no matter what anyone said. Finally, my aunt pointed at his nose and asked him to take out the money his family owed her to treat grandma. If he couldn't take it out, he would listen to grandma.

In the end, he didn't go. Because Feng Qing went.

He had a high fever the night Feng Qing came back and was delirious. He woke up the next day when his temperature dropped. My sister said that he mumbled and called mom and dad all night, which was very miserable.

Later, he often had trouble sleeping late at night, always thinking of the fragments of that person over the years, with a sense of absurdity.

It was the same last night. He thought that he could completely get rid of that person after he was released from prison. Indeed, he did it briefly.

But as long as he set foot on this land, the place where he was born and raised, he seemed to be back in the shadow of that person.

He is dead, but he is everywhere.

The tone of the message alert was very low, but in the early morning, he was forced to wake up first and saw the message from his sister.

"He's out of prison. Why don't you answer the phone?"

Feng Ran was stunned for a long time in the thick darkness, listening to his own breathing, and replied: "I'll find you right away."