Chapter 15 I Am His Salvation

Facing my provocation, Shi Hao's eyes turned fierce, and he was about to step forward.

I am generous, neither dodging nor dodging, to see if he dares to come over.

Sure enough, he dared not.

The step you take is one step. Shi Hao is not that stupid. After all, this is the mourning hall of Mr. Shi. If he dares to make trouble, his father's uncles and brothers will dare to kick him out of the family tree and exiled forever.

Staring at me fiercely, he was reluctant to withdraw his feet, his face as black as charcoal.

The festival with Shi Hao was a bit complicated. To get to the bottom of it, it wasn't me who had a holiday with him, but Zheng Jieyuan.

Shi Hao's birth was not honorable. His mother was a junior, and she forced her to leave the main palace with a big belly. And this Zheng Gong, by coincidence, is Zheng Jieyuan's aunt.

The world of children is very simple. Whoever treats their relatives badly is the big bad guy. Therefore, even if the two families dissolved the marriage relationship before Zheng Jieyuan was born, Zheng Jieyuan still had a set of his own views on the Shi family and Shi Hao from his childhood.

"Are you the son of that bitch?" This was the first sentence that seven-year-old Zheng Jieyuan asked in a childish voice after seeing Shi Hao. This is how the hatred ends.

The two were sent to the same 12-year international school because they were about the same age. Then, just like the vulgar eight o'clock plot, it became a state of incompatibility from the beginning, and the grievances of the previous generation were completely carried over to the next generation.

Originally, they had a bad relationship, it was just a matter of the two of them, and it had nothing to do with me. But Shi Hao's dog seemed to have rabies, not only Zheng Jieyuan, but also Zheng Jieyuan's friendship, and finally even bit me.

Although three years have passed, the memory of that night is still vivid in my mind.

It was Zheng Jieyuan's 22nd birthday, and he invited a bunch of his friends to a bar, including me.

Because of the relationship between Yan Shanhua and Ji Chenfeng, I was a little distracted at the time, and I drank all night and didn't have any intention of having fun. After drinking in the middle of the night, my consciousness was a little blurry. When I was resting on the deck, I heard Zheng Jieyuan's cursing.

It was such a coincidence that there were so many bars in Hongshi City, but Zheng Jieyuan and Shi Hao chose the same one. Shi Hao had to book the venue with someone that day, and when he heard that someone got in first, he had already left, but he saw Zheng Jieyuan, a lifelong enemy.

Like every time in the past, the two sides quickly rubbed against each other, and you came back and forth with harsh words.

The music stopped, and the lamp ball was still spinning, emitting a dazzling white light. Seeing that a fight was about to take place, I thought that if Sang Zhengbai knew that I was also involved, he might ask me to come over and lecture again. One more thing is worse than one less thing, I stood up and prepared to pull Zheng Jieyuan away.

"Why, we're going to run away?" Shi Hao obviously didn't know what it means to take it as soon as possible. Seeing me hold Zheng Jieyuan, the expression on his face became more and more arrogant.

"Who the hell escaped?" Zheng Jieyuan rolled up his sleeves and was about to start.

I stood between him and Shi Hao, and said with a sullen face, "Enough, Shi Hao."

The Sang family and the Shi family are also partners. I thought Shi Hao didn't care about my face, and he would also give up because of Sang Zhengbai's face. But this guy Shi Hao might really be an idiot, he completely ignored my intentions and even stabbed me at me.

"What are you doing, do you really take yourself as the boss? You don't need to give me orders." Shi Hao sneered, "Zheng Jieyuan is willing to be your dog, but I don't."

This sentence completely ignited Zheng Jieyuan, and he wanted to pass me to Shi Hao with his teeth and claws: "Who are you talking about as a dog! Your mother is a dog, your mother is a bitch who sleeps with thousands of people, you think you are being treated as a dog. It's really a young master if you recognize it back home? Fart! You and your mother will never be on the table!"

"Catch him." I tilted my head and gave the fox friends 1, 2, and 3 a look behind me, asking them to control Zheng Jieyuan and not let him yell again.

Shi Hao's face at this time can no longer be described as "ugly". His life experience was always a pain point he didn't want to be mentioned. Zheng Jieyuan poked his pain point in front of so many people. It was destined to be impossible to lift it up and put it down gently this night. He looked at Zheng Jieyuan like he was looking at a piece of meat, a piece of blood dripping, about to be minced by his meat grinder.

One or two... can't go crazy when I'm not there? Pressing his chest, I stopped him from moving forward.

He growled fiercely at me: "Get out of the way!"

"Don't go any further, I'm afraid you won't end well," I warned him.

"Fuck!" Shi Hao glared at me and nodded, "Okay." His face was contorted, but he laughed in this situation.

I frowned, uncomfortable with his laugh.

"That old man even beat you up!" He suddenly put his face in front of me, and said in a voice that only he and I could hear, "I heard from the woman who slept with you that you have something on your body. The burn marks on the back, waist, and buttocks from the smoke were abused by the babysitter as a child? It's pathetic. Do you know how we talk about you behind your back?"

"No matter how bad my mother is, it's better than the two of you who have a mother without a mother."

Over the alcohol, the memory became intermittent, and when he regained his senses, there were loud screams all around. I pressed Shi Hao to the ground, pinched his neck with one hand, and held the other half of the glass bottle up high.

The wine and blood on Shi Hao's face intersected, and a ferocious bloodstain stretched from his forehead to the corner of his eyes. Blood covered his eyes, but he was still laughing.

"You can kill me if you have the ability!" Blood seeped into the corners of his open lips, staining the gap between his teeth red.

Die.

go to hell.

Go to hell!

There was only one thought left in his mind, there was no fear or hesitation, it was full of angry killing intent.

The sharp end was aimed at the neck, and in full view, the wine bottle was inserted towards Shi Hao, only to be stopped by Zheng Jieyuan who was pounced behind him when there were only two centimeters left.

Holding my arm tightly and dragging me away from Shi Hao, Zheng Jieyuan's voice sounded distant and unreal.

"Release! Release Sang Nian!" After a long time, he gradually understood what he was shouting.

Half of the wine bottle fell from his fingers, and the police rushed in.

He was pressed to the ground, handcuffed, and escorted into a police car. That night, Zheng Jieyuan and I spent at the police station.

For this matter, Sang Zhengbai went out to find Mr. Shi in person. The two of them negotiated, but they didn't know how to talk, but Zheng Jieyuan and I were both released early the next morning. Not long after, Shi Hao was also sent abroad.

Externally, I only said that Shi Hao was provocative, and I acted impulsively in order to protect Zheng Jieyuan. But only I know, no. Just like Shi Hao who turned into a mad dog when he was poked into a sore spot, I also went crazy under the severe pain because I was poked into an untouchable festering wound.

"Okay, you go back."

As soon as the condolence ceremony was over, Sang Zhengbai couldn't wait to drive me away. It seems that if I stay for one more minute, someone will come forward and ask him to introduce my son.

Leaving the auditorium in large strides, he loosened his tie on the way to the parking lot.

Tang Bian was dozing off, woken up by my sudden slap on the window, stroking his chest and unlocking the car.

"So soon? Where are we going now? Hotel?"

"Go back." I took a seat in the back row, threw my tie aside, and unbuttoned two more buttons, which made my breathing a little easier.

"Ah? Oh...Okay." Tang Bi'an couldn't help but observe my expression through the rearview mirror, cautiously for fear of angering me.

I kicked the back of the seat with one foot, and I said coldly, "Look ahead and give me a good drive."

Tang Bian quickly looked away, and didn't dare to speak to me again all the way after that.

Watching Tang Bian's car disappear around the corner, I didn't go upstairs, but directly opened the door of a red sports car in the garage and drove it on the road again.

Passing through the prosperous city center, there is a low-rise urban village on the other side of the river. Because of the poor people living in this city, and the environment is very dirty, it is called the "slum" of Hong City.

In this dilapidated shantytown, there are three religions and nine classes, hiding snakes, worms, rats and ants. It is like the psoriasis in this city. It can't be shoveled out or cured. It can only be left to its own devices and grow wildly.

This is where Ji Chenfeng grew up.

Park your car under the long steps, on a desolate roadside with no surveillance and no people.

Might get smashed by thieves, but I don't care.

With his pockets in his pockets, he went up step by step until he reached the end of the stairs. The narrow aisle is full of debris, and the room by the stairs is the cleanest in front of the row of doors. There is only a simple small square table with two smaller benches buckled upside down.

The sound of the collision between the knife and the cutting board leaked from the thin door panel. Although it was only five o'clock, the owner of the house had already started to prepare dinner.

There was no doorbell, so could only endure disgust and knock on the door that didn't look very clean.

"Who?"

The blue iron door was pushed open from the inside with a creak. Yan Shanhua was wearing a cuff on his hand and an apron on his body, sticking his head out of the door.

Seeing me, she opened her eyes in disbelief.

"Xiao Nian..."

"Where's the letter?" I said straight to the point.

She reacted and immediately turned around and entered the room: "Oh, oh oh. Wait, I'll find it for you."

Stepping into the dimly lit room, as soon as you enter the door, you will find the kitchen on the right that can only accommodate one person to turn around, and the bathroom on the left that is symmetrical and small enough to accommodate only one person. Further in, there is a crowded and cramped living-dining room with tatami mats.

There is no extra space for chairs, and there is only a small low table on the ground. Two curtains are installed in the center of the living room, and pillows and quilts are stacked in a place next to the balcony. It seems that once the curtain is pulled, it can function as a bedroom. There is also a door along the living room, which should be another bedroom.

Yan Shanhua got into this bedroom and quickly came out with a stack of things.

"This is it!" She handed a thick envelope to me.

I took it, sat on the floor in front of her, took out the letter and looked at it.

Ji Chenfeng's handwriting is correct and beautiful, and there is a cold and sharp edge between his strokes, which is very suitable for his people.

Most of the letters are some words of thanks, sandwiched between boring daily life. Talking about the weather, talking about schoolwork, and occasionally telling me about new and wonderful sounds.

Just by looking at the text, it seems that you can imagine how he wrote these letters in this dark house.

I made him hear the voice again.

I am his salvation.

Ha, if I knew he saw me this way, why would I bother to get close to him? As long as he hooked his fingers, he would probably crawl to my side.

I believe a lot, and unknowingly become fascinated and forget the time.

"Xiao Nian, that..." Yan Shanhua knelt down beside me, looking embarrassed, "Chenfeng is going to get off work, if you don't leave again, I'm afraid you will bump into him."

I looked up at the clock on the wall, it was six o'clock.

Putting the letter back into the envelope and returning it to Yan Shanhua, I smiled at her: "Since he already knows, why should I avoid him?"

Yan Shanhua took the envelope in a daze, murmuring with his lips: "Then...then you want to stay...stay for dinner?"

Dirty kitchen, musty air, and ingredients don't know where to buy, how can eat?

Thought so, but I still gave the diametrically opposite answer.

"Well, please, I have to cook for one more person."

The gray eyes lit up, and Yan Shanhua got up in surprise: "No trouble, no trouble, I... I'll cook now!"

Hearing the loud noise of pots and pans in the kitchen again, I braced my chin and began to survey my space again.

There are many pictures hanging on the wall, some large and small, new and old. Among them was Zhang Jichenfeng when he was a child, with a shy smile on his face, next to the emaciated man sitting on the head of the bed.

The man's face was ill and withered. He should be... Yan Shanhua's unfortunate husband Ji Wei.

After being severely injured by a brick, Ji Wei was in a coma for nearly a year, thinking that he would never wake up again, but suddenly woke up. Yan Shanhua had to leave the Sang family to take care of him. After that, I was handed over to a new nanny to take care of me.

After a difficult reconstruction, although Ji Wei regained his language ability, he never stood up again and could only lie on the bed all day long. When Ji Chenfeng was eight years old, the man who finally managed to save his life died of a cold - years of bed rest made him weak, and a small virus could take his life.

At this point, he has finished a miserable and meaningless life.

It's too late for me to say. Die early, maybe Yan Shanhua and Ji Chenfeng will have a better life.

"Xiao Nian, I... I'm going out to buy two cold dishes. You sit and wait for me for a while."

Only when the old iron door let out a sour groan, and it was too late to tell Yan Shanhua to stop fussing, the door was closed again.

I don't know why, although it is dirty and small, both the light and the temperature make people sleepy.

It could also be that I was lying on the low table before I woke up from a hangover, and I fell asleep before I knew it.

After half an hour or more, Ji Chenfeng's broken door began to groan roughly again. Thinking that Yan Shanhua was back, she just frowned and continued to sleep, ignoring it, until she heard heavier and faster footsteps approaching me.

Drowsily raising his head, he saw Ji Chenfeng gasping for breath, staring at me in surprise.

"Why are you... at my house?"

It seemed that he was also tortured enough by the overly long "ladder" outside the door.

Holding my head, I yawned sleepily and said with a smile, "Because I have nowhere to go, I can only come to your house for dinner."