Chapter 26 The road to home is long and long

Looking around, the twilight of the slanting west falls on the shimmering Hoy River in the north of Tingen, but the river water that makes it turbid, shows any nostalgic beauty.

On the wider cement road on one side of the river bank, a four-car public carriage slowly stopped at the side of the simple and dilapidated station.

Countless crowds of figures poured down from the long carriages in an instant, and workers from distant factories rushed to the simple stations.

For a moment, the hawkers around the station with their eyes wide open, the sloppy beggar, the silly newspaper boy, the enthusiastic coachman, and the sneaky young man, all squeezed up with red eyes, desperately approaching the "prey" that had been looking for for a long time...

Retracting his gaze, walking out of the white building that was incompatible with the surrounding buildings, climbing the steps down to the street. Alvin did not squeeze into the public carriage, but put his hands in his pocket.

While thinking about when a bicycle can be produced, whether there is enough start-up capital for debts to promote industrial development, whether the road to breaking through the situation with a flat push is feasible, whether he can secretly farm and accumulate a strong family fortune like the thirteenth year of Keriman, etc.

While walking towards the direction of "home", even though the memory of the "original body" has long been broken and becomes blurred and cannot remember the home address.

But the instinct that seemed to be engraved into the depths of the subconscious mind kept pulling him, mingling all the way with many blue-gray workers' costumes, heading to the north area, but among the crowds of people who could not get on the carriage for various reasons, passing through the noisy streets and alleys, the depression sunset gradually pulled out a lonely shadow behind him.

The road to home was long and long. When I entered the city and arrived at the cheap apartment on Iron Cross Street, it was already completely dark.

With a nervous and complicated mood, Alvin climbed the dim and narrow stairs and plucked up the courage to knock on the "door" but received no response.

Melissa took a deep breath and her eyes were a little red, and her voice became extremely dull:

"But I don't know the current situation of their family, because since I moved to Xia Street, Jenny has stopped me from visiting her house..."

Benson first looked at Melissa who was depressed, then turned his head and glanced at Klein with a nervous look, and asked in confusion.

Even though he had previewed various meeting scenes in his mind along the way, after real contact with the so-called family, Alvin's pupils trembled slightly, and he stood at the door.

"We can't afford the rent, and the landlord Mr. Beverange is very fierce... Later, grandma took us to Xia Street."

Seeing that his sister pointed the finger at him, Klein waved his hand and took out his previous remarks: "I am only responsible for paperwork and have professional security personnel."

“Melissa?!”

"Brother, you are finally back!"

Just after discussing the moving matter at the dinner table, Klein was in a good mood and burped the ginger beer in the cup in one bite. He preached with a smile to Melissa, who was chewing the cake next to him:

"The best and favorite food actually has to be eaten from the beginning, so that you can taste the most delicious moments. When you eat it and your appetite decreases before you taste it, the taste will be greatly reduced."

Before Klein could get up, Melissa put down her tableware and ran to the door diligently.

After a while, he slowly said, "It's Jenny's brother!"

A moment later, just as Klein left his position, he was wondering whether the Secret Cultivation Association had come to the door, and he couldn't help but rescue Melissa on the spot, even when he exposed his secrets.

In the dim apartment walkway, the door of the room in front of me was locked, dark and silent.

"No, it's still the same delicious."

"I went to school to find you before, but they said you were taken away by the police. I thought I would never see you again..."

"I told him that his father was injured and that his mother had moved downstairs with Jenny and her grandmother."

On the other side, the smokey wood-fired stove was emitting a unique aroma of food, and at the same time, the jingle sound of the spatula collided, and the undepressing cough sound.

Due to long-term malnutrition, her body was as thin as a piece of paper. Her cheeks that were sunken inwardly were filled with joyful smiles, but her dark brown eyes were filled with mist and full of grievances.

Alvin has followed Melissa's guidance and stepped into the iron cross street with sewage flowing due to the disrepair of sewage facilities, and various simple wooden shacks can be seen everywhere.

The lights next door were brightly lit, and pleasant laughter like "Praise the Goddess" came from time to time.

After a while, he raised his hand at a loss, pressed his sister Jenny's head, withered and stubborn hair as yellow as wheat grass, and nodded slowly and whispered:

"Yeah, I'm back!"

At the same time, what Alvin did not expect was that his response made the thin girl in front of him unable to suppress her emotions anymore. She began to cry loudly, and said with a sob:

"Dad sprained his waist in the steel factory. We... we don't have money to treat it. My mother's illness that she once suffered in the lead factory was recurring. She was coughing all the time."

"I hope his father will get rid of the haze of injuries as soon as possible and find a job again." Brother Benson comforted him in a heavy tone.

Because the corridor was too dark, although he was very focused when Melissa opened the door, he only vaguely noticed that the visitor was thinner, wearing a baseball cap and a slightly white-washed jacket, but he didn't see the other person's face clearly.

This made Alvin stand in the apartment corridor in confusion, looking a little overwhelmed.

Suddenly, the girl squatting on the ground seemed to turn her head away, and a surprise smile appeared on her face.

As he spoke, his emotions began to fluctuate. The doll hanging around his waist like a keychain trembled suddenly, and his dirty belly swelled repeatedly like a balloon.

"I'll go open the door!"

The girl rushed over and bumped into Alvin's chest and raised her head, with crystal tears hanging on her face.

Because her brother "Evan" may have disappeared in her eager search.

This made Klein's nerves tense instantly. He stood up with a bang, and while asking, he hugged his hands, quietly touching his fingers to the gun holster under his armpit.

As he said that, he hurriedly changed the subject and racked his brains to tell a few jokes, which made Melissa's mood appear to be showing signs of improvement.

After several hours of visits and searches, he finally pushed open one of the thin wooden doors in front of a row of low and dilapidated houses.

Seeing Melissa bulging her cheeks, she responded stubbornly. Klein, who was smiling, shook his head. Just as she was about to sigh, she suddenly heard a "tuk-tuk-tuk" knock on the door.

On the other side, Klein secretly turned on his spiritual vision. After not finding any abnormality, he slowly lost his breath, retracted his fingers that were touching the gun holster, sat back on the chair, waiting for Melissa to answer their doubts.

But Melissa suddenly looked up at Klein with tears in her eyes and said with great concern: "I heard from my classmates that the security company often accepts some very difficult commissions and may encounter extremely vicious robbers. You must pay attention to your own safety."

"He was one of the victims of the previous school homicide. Because he had been away from home for too long, he found that he could not find his family when he returned home tonight."

"Praise the goddess!"

But he found Melissa closed the door again and walked back with a look of disappointment.

But the moment I opened the door, I suddenly let out a scream full of surprise.

Just as Klein tried his best to repair the mental trauma caused to Melissa by the previous school murder.

Faced with the brothers' inquiry, Melissa walked to the dining table in silence.

Behind the busy figure in front of the wood stove, on a wooden elevated bed under the bed covered with laundry, the hunched middle-aged man frowned and kept pressing his waist hard, as if he was enduring indescribable pain.

I saw the white-haired old lady sitting in the small room with dim oil lamps, sitting on the lower bed near the door, putting the pasted matchbox into the bamboo basket at her feet, and then took the next one from the little girl squatting next to her.

"What's wrong?"

Jenny's crying made the other three people in the room wipe their tears secretly, which made Alvin, who was still standing at the door, not know how to comfort the other party or say some encouragement for a moment.

And I am just a traveler from a distant world, a wandering soul returning home...

If she hadn't come here, perhaps her brother would have gone completely crazy due to the angel statue in the previous incident, or died unexpectedly.

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