Tears burst out of Han Zaixing's eyes instantly.

He lowered his head, and the tears continued to fall, falling on the blood and staining the blood.

In front of his eyes, a familiar face appeared.

Gentle, smiling, beautiful.

"I know."

"But that's the only way I can know where she is."

"I want to see her, I think about her every day..."

Love is the glory of the prosperous times, it is the flower blooming, it is the root of all good things, and it is also the source of all evil.

In love, what is right and what is wrong?

Who is right and who is wrong?

If mistakes must be corrected, then it means that love itself is wrong.

But isn’t this world beautiful because of love?

Tears welled up in Zhan Le's eyes. She hugged Han Zaixing and started crying, "Son, mom knows that you feel uncomfortable and that you are in pain."

"Mom always knew."

Han Zaixing buried his face on Zhan Le's shoulder, and all his hot tears fell into Zhan Le's clothes, burning Zhan Le's heart.

This is her son, her best-behaved, most sensible, and best son.

But now, her son is so uncomfortable and in so much pain, but as a mother, there is nothing she can do.

Zhan Wenshu came over, hugged Zhan Le and Han Zaixing, "Cry it out, it will make you feel better."

They all talk about fate. When they are at their age, when they think about what happened in the past, it is not just the word fate.

What should happen at any point will really happen at that point.

You can't hide even if you want to.

Lin Lian, Zai Xing and Lian Shi, the three of them, are not the same.

The old man stood upstairs, being supported by Qin Pei and Zhan Ziyuan.

He didn't look at the three people standing on the sofa, but looked at the person standing there at the door.

He stands upright, his shirt is slightly messy, and his trousers are vertical. He stood as standard as he used to stand now.

When he was in Zhanlian, he never bent.

He had a suit jacket on his wrists, and most of his palms were hidden in the jacket, with only a few fingertips exposed, which were white and transparent.

He looked at the three people hugging him on the sofa. There was no emotion, no feeling, no look in his eyes.

He is like rotten wood, hard rock, mountains, and the deep sea.

Human emotions never seemed to belong to him.

Even the light falling on him seemed unable to illuminate him.

He is not from this world and should not exist here. He is isolated.

Lonely, lonely, and vicissitudes of life.

Zhan Qibei opened his lips. He wanted to make a sound, but he didn't have the strength to make a sound.

He watched the man walk from the light into the night, merge with the night, and disappear little by little into the endless darkness.

Zhan Qibei stretched out his hand, his eyes sparkling, and he finally said two words, "Lian Shi..."

Zhan Ziyuan looked at the people leaving, and for some reason, she burst into tears.

Big brother.

Zhan Nanhong drove to the old house, and Liu Yumin sat next to him.

Zhan Wenshu had said early in the morning that Lian Shi and Zaixing would go to the old house in the evening to see if the matter could be resolved.

And they should go back first. She, Zhan Le, Qin Pei, and Zhan Ziyuan can be there in the old house.

If the matter cannot be resolved, she will call them again.

Just now, Zhan Nanhong received a call from Zhan Wenshu. He heard Zhan Le's voice and it was very wrong.

So even though Zhan Wenshu didn't say anything, he and Liu Yumin came over.

only.

A car came in front and passed them like a gust of wind. Zhan Nanhong immediately stepped on the brakes and looked at the car in the rearview mirror, but he could only see a shadow.

Liu Yumin, "What's wrong?"

"That seems to be Lianshi's car."

"Lianshi?"

Liu Yumin turned around and saw that there was no car behind him.

"Let's go to the old house first and check the situation before we talk."

"Um."

The car quickly stopped at the old house, and Zhan Nanhong and Liu Yumin ran in.

At this time, the old man was sitting on the sofa, and Han Zaixing, Zhan Le, and Zhan Wenshu were sitting on the other side.

Zhan Ziyuan and Qin Pei were treating the wounds of Han Zaixing and Zhan Le.

The atmosphere in the living room was very solemn.

"dad."

Zhan Nanhong and Liu Yumin walked in.

Zhan Qibei looked at the two of them and said, "You are here."

Zhan Nanhong and Liu Yumin came over, and their eyes fell on Han Zaixing and Zhan Le.

"What's going on?"

Both of them looked bad and worried.

Zhan Wenshu looked at Zhan Qibei. She didn't expect Zhan Qibei to show up. However, if she thought about it carefully, it would be strange that the old man didn't know about such a big commotion.

It's her fault too, she should be moved to another place.

However, if the place were to be changed, would Lianshi go there?

"Dad, it's very late today. You should go and rest first. We'll talk about anything tomorrow."

Zhan Wenshu looked at the old man with both apology and self-blame in his eyes.

After all, today is the old man's birthday, so she felt very ashamed that it was like this.

"Do you think I can still sleep?"

"..."

Zhan Wenshu lowered his head and was speechless.

All the mistakes were her fault.

She underestimated Xing Xing's anger and hatred towards Lian Shi.

Zhan Nanhong looked at the old man. His face was calm and dignified.

Seeing this, Zhan Nanhong felt a little relieved. He was worried that something would make the old man angry.

"Wen Shu, what happened?"

Zhan Nanhong sat down and looked at Zhan Wenshu.

Now that we're here, we need to figure things out and solve them.

The current situation is obviously unresolved.

Zhan Wenshu looked at Zhan Nanhong, then looked at Han Zaixing and Zhan Le.

After the old man came down, the two of them gradually calmed down, and now they are both very quiet.

Zhan Wenshu knew that this was just superficial calm.

"Zaixing said that Lin Lian was not dead. She was taken away by Lian Shi. Lian Shi said that Lin Lian was dead. Zaixing didn't believe it and the two had a dispute."

Zhan Nanhong frowned, thinking that the car that just drove away must be Lianshi.

Only when Lian Shi is gone can we be at peace now.

"If you're good at it, tell Grandpa what you're thinking."

The old man spoke out, and his eyes fell on the blood on Han Zaixing's shirt.

Zhan Wenshu has already checked Han Zaixing's wound. It's not deep, it's just a skin injury. Just treat the wound well.
To be continued...