Chapter 60:

The night was thick and boundless, surrounding the entire city A. The gorgeous and flickering neon lights merged into a long river, glowing in the night.

The clubhouse was brightly lit, and the air was filled with the intoxicating smell of drunkenness. The dim and scattered light cut across a large area of ​​sight, and the lights were in a trance. Zhao Shenwen was holding champagne in one hand and holding a gorgeous woman's waist with the other as he walked towards the sofa. The tie around his neck had long been pulled off and thrown aside. His collar was open and smelled of alcohol. So he sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and slowly lit a cigarette. Pei Xin was particularly unhappy.

"Young Master Pei, ah no, Mr. Pei," Zhao Shenwen sat down and threw the wine glass on the glass table and slid far away, "I'm celebrating your victory, you just sit here and smoke."

Pei Xin is here In the smoky smell of alcohol, he didn't even raise his eyebrows: "I'll have something to do later."

Zhao Shenwen was speechless at his indifferent attitude. He grabbed a handful of hair and shouted outside: "Let everyone come in!

" The heavy door of the room was quickly pushed open, and several men and women of different shapes walked in. They were fat and thin, with heavy makeup and light makeup, and different expressions.

Zhao Shenwen raised his eyebrows at Pei Xin: "Look."

Pei Xin spit out white mist, squinted his eyes and glanced around, sneered: "Where did you find this person?"

Zhao Shenwen also laughed, smiling brightly. He was getting drunker and said, "Are you tired of picking up too many foreign girls abroad?"

He looked at those people roughly, suddenly frowned, and then raised his chin and nodded at the corner. There was a young boy inside, motioning for people to come over.

The boy was dressed in ordinary clothes, wearing a white top and washed-white jeans. He walked towards Zhao Shenwen with lowered eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and carefully sat down next to him, while Zhao Shenwen squinted his drunken eyes and looked closer at him.

Pei Xin stared coldly at the gray-blue mechanical watch in his hand in the hazy white mist. The second hand was spinning and the silver light was shining. It was almost ten o'clock.

He stood up and prepared to leave, but when he glanced at the nervous and trembling figure in front of Zhao Shenwen, a frightening chill suddenly appeared in his plain expression. He moved extremely brutally and quickly, pulling Zhao Shenwen away. Before he could even put out the cigarette in his hand, sparks burned on his white fingertips.

Zhao Shenwen was half drunk and was inexplicably pushed away. He opened his mouth to curse, but when he looked up, he saw ice and snow in Pei Xin's eyes. He reached out to touch the boy's face, his movements slow to the point of solemnity.

Pei Xin turned his face around. The boy's young face was full of fear, his complexion was pale, and his almond-shaped eyes were moist and he was pretty.

Pei Xin immediately breathed a sigh of relief, it wasn't him.

For the first time in so many years, he wished it wasn't him.

Only then did Zhao Shenwen realize why Pei Xin was so crazy, and sighed and waved these people away.

The boy sitting on the sofa felt like he was being pardoned. He stood up tremblingly and ran out of the private room.

Pei Xin paused for two seconds and put out the almost-burned cigarette in his hand in the ashtray: "You guys go on, I'm leaving first."

The night wind blew slowly, the city was shrouded in lights, and the night sky was a blur of dark blue.

The street was full of traffic, and Pei Xin's car moved slowly on the main street, which was annoyingly slow, until it entered Huandao Road, where it was completely blocked and unable to move.

He immediately turned off the engine, and not long after, he heard the patter of rain falling, turning the busy traffic on the street into a hazy mist.

Pei Xin leaned back in his chair and took out his cigarette case out of habit, but his cell phone rang. It was his secretary.

Pei Xin squeezed his browbones tiredly, his knuckles cracking, and raised his hand to press the call button: "What's the matter?"

The secretary's voice was diluted by the radio waves, but he was still serious and respectful: "Mr. Pei, you are welcome I have some clues about what I ordered before. I have sent it to your mobile phone and you need to confirm it in person."

The voice was not clear under the raindrops, but Pei Xin's eyes darkened and he immediately opened the file that had just been sent.

He saw a photo. In a classroom with white walls, a young man wearing a white shirt stood in front of a dark green blackboard, holding chalk in one hand. Half of his body was dyed yellow by the sun, and the white sleeves were almost transparent and reflected the fine details. Thin wrists. This is obviously a snapshot. Only half of the man's face is exposed, with smooth and handsome lines, light red lips, and a pair of fox eyes that flow like amber under the clever light and shadow, and are frozen.

Pei Xin's whole body froze in an instant, like a tight bow. The fingertips were embedded in the palm of the hand, and a little bloody smell spread in the heavy rain.

He finally got a glimpse of Li Wenyu five years later. The Li Wenyu in his memory was shattered, and the reshaped one in front of him was softer and calmer.

He was finally no longer wearing that aqua sweater, and he was finally no longer going to disappear immediately after making noises around him.

Blue-gray rain drifted in through the half-opened car window. It took a long time until half of Pei Xin's shoulders were wet before he continued to scroll down the photo.

City B, Li Yu, Qinghui Lane.

He got the answer he'd been thinking about for five years.

It was as if I could finally wake up from a dark and heavy dream that had lasted for many years.

*

The parent-teacher conference is followed by the weekend.

Li Wenyu's weekends are always very simple. He doesn't have the habit of sleeping in. He wakes up especially early in the summer. He gets up around seven o'clock to have breakfast, then watch TV and write lesson plans.

But he was still not familiar with this neighborhood after moving, so he planned to go downstairs to buy breakfast and then walk around this street.

He casually wore some loose clothes and silently put a baseball cap on his head after seeing the sun rising outside. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Chen Ming standing opposite, holding a bag of garbage in his hand, black short-sleeved shorts, and slippers on his feet. His face was still confused as if he had just woken up. After seeing Li Wenyu, he slowly Tuntun raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Good morning, Mr. Li, are you going out too?"

Li Wenyu blinked and nodded: "Good morning, I'll go downstairs for breakfast. If you want to throw out the trash, I can take it with you." Go down."

Chen Ming waved his hand: "No, I want to have breakfast too."

The two went downstairs together. The breakfast restaurants nearby gathered together. It was especially crowded and noisy during meal time.

Li Wenyu was deterred and began to regret his decision to go downstairs for breakfast. He thought about going back to cook noodles for a while. However, just as he was about to speak, Chen Ming pointed to the signboard of one of the breakfast shops and said, "This store sells bean curds. I really like to eat bean curds. Teacher Xiao Li, have you ever eaten bean curds?"

Li Wen Yu Chengcheng He shook his head: "No."

Chen Ming immediately became excited: "Then let's go and try it, it's delicious!"

Li Wenyu hesitated, and in the end he was too embarrassed to refuse.

There were a lot of people, and they had to wait for a long time after ordering. So after the two of them finished breakfast, the sun had completely risen, and the sun was so intense that it made people panic. Li Wenyu and Chen Ming had no choice but to get a rough idea of ​​where the nearby large supermarkets and convenience stores were and started walking back.

The sun was scorching along the way, and it was only a little cooler when they entered the corridor. Li Wenyu silently lamented in his heart that it would be better to go out less often in summer.

Chen Ming waved his hand to fan his face and gasped: "It's too hot. It's better to eat at home at noon. Teacher Xiao Li, can you cook?"

Li Wenyu thought for a moment and said sincerely: "You can do it." , but not very tasty.”

Chen Ming smiled broadly and looked a little proud: "I know how to do it. My dad was a chef when he was young. I believe my dad is really good at cooking. Why don't you come to my house for lunch?"

Li Wenyu Xiaoxiao: "Forget it, I usually eat late at noon, and I may take a nap for a while. I don't know when I will wake up."

Chen Ming said with some disappointment: "Okay, next time I’ll go to the supermarket to buy some more food, and I must let you try my cooking.”