Zhang Yazhi was watching TV. When she heard Chen Shiming's tone as soon as he got home, she asked directly, "Is there anything you can't say in front of me?"

Chen Qizhao ignored Chen Shiming and continued the previous topic: "Uncle Zhang told me that you didn't eat. This is your own body. Can you think more about yourself?"

"I gained a little weight the past two days. The food that Lao Zhang added was too nutritious. You don't understand that we can't eat too much nutritious food at our age. Eating too much will make us fat." Zhang Yazhi's weight has been unstable recently. A few days ago, she almost couldn't wear the dress she wore most often. "I'll eat when mommy's weight is under control."

She was eager to change the subject and looked at Chen Shiming again: "What do you want from your brother?"

Chen Shiming handed the briefcase to Uncle Zhang. Seeing Chen Qizhao and Zhang Yazhi talking, he simply sat down beside them, keeping his eyes on Chen Qizhao. "I received news that your youngest son went to the suburban parking lot to race."

Chen Qizhao was a little impatient because of Zhang Yazhi's matter. When he heard Chen Shiming's words, he raised his head in surprise: "Did you see me speeding?"

Zhang Yazhi said, "What's the matter? Tell me nicely."

Chen Shiming lowered his voice and said, "I didn't see it, but it's true that you took a group of people to the parking lot, right?"

He called the parking lot to inquire and found out that Chen Qizhao was not there alone, but brought his group of friends with him. Hearing Chen Qizhao's indifferent tone, he almost laughed out of anger: "I thought you've become sensible recently."

Chen Qizhao explained: "I was testing the car."

"Test drive, then what?" Chen Shiming looked at Chen Qizhao: "All the cars in the parking lot have been modified. Have you ever thought that if you make a mistake, the speed of the car will kill people."

Chen Qizhao stared at Chen Shiming, as if he had returned to a day many years ago, "Then what speed do you think is considered a fatality?"

It was a fine day and he was sitting in the classroom listening to a boring theory class until Zhang Yazhi called him. Her voice was full of anxiety and worry, and she told him in a tearful voice that Chen Shiming had been in a car accident. That was the beginning of all the tragedies of the Chen family. It was caused by the temporary acceleration during an important meeting, which led to a collision with a large truck on a bend.

The driver died on the spot and Chen Shiming was disabled for half his life.

From a favored child of heaven, he turned into a sick dog who died of depression.

"80? 100? 120?" Chen Qizhao stared into Chen Shiming's eyes, his tone quick and cold: "You keep saying that speeding will cause accidents, and you only know how to lecture others. How can you have the courage to ask others to do something you haven't done yourself?"

Chen Shiming was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but he quickly reacted: "Chen Qizhao, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhang Yazhi had never seen Chen Qizhao like this before, and murmured, "Xiao Zhao?"

Chen Qizhao spoke impulsively, but he still couldn't calm down inside.

Are you talking nonsense? Yes, he was indeed talking nonsense, but how could Chen Shiming teach him a lesson?

He even specially watched the surveillance video that year. Even though the light was green and the truck was violating the rules, the speed of the car in the surveillance video still exceeded the speed limit for the road. If it had been going a little slower, it might not have hit the truck.

The living room was silent. Chen Qizhao rarely lost his temper during this period and maintained a rare friendly relationship with Chen Shiming. Even Zhang Yazhi felt that the two brothers had put aside their past grudges and were supporting each other and moving forward. The outbreak came so suddenly that no one could react immediately.

Chen Qizhao withdrew his gaze, took out his mobile phone to divert his attention, and clicked on and off various apps over and over again.

Various scenes flashed quickly in his wandering mind, some from his past life, some from this life, but more often were the pale white hospital and the three tombstones standing side by side in the suburban cemetery. He forced himself to calm down. He didn't want to bring his bad temper to his current family, nor did he want the two people in front of him to do it again and be pissed off to death by him.

He opened the address book on his phone and swiped to the contact Chen Yuhuai.

Just as he was about to make the call, he finally calmed down.

After a long silence, Chen Shiming realized his tone and slowed down his voice: "Chen Qizhao, let's talk."

At this moment, a sudden ring rang in the living room.

Chen Qizhao came back to his senses and saw the three words "Chen Yuhuai" jumping on the phone screen. His fidgety fingers stopped, and almost unconsciously, he swiped the green answer button.

The call reminder on the screen instantly jumped to 00:01.

At 00:05, Chen Qizhao put the phone to his ear.

"Hello." Chen Qizhao said.

The voice on the other end of the phone receiver was accompanied by the sound of the wind, and after a while, the wind stopped.

Shen Yuhuai’s voice came from the other side, “Hello, can you hear me?”

Chen Qizhao: “I can hear it.”

"Excuse me, this is Shen Yuhuai." Shen Yuhuai entered the topic very directly, "I want to ask if Yan Kailin is with you now? I called him an hour ago and there was no response. I just received a call to remind him that the other party's phone is turned off."

"He..." Chen Qizhao frowned: "He's not here, but he went back to school in the afternoon."

After parting at the parking lot in the afternoon, Yan Kailin said he was going back to school and seemed to be taking a taxi back.

Shen Yuhuai said: "I went to school, he was not there."

"I separated from him in the afternoon on Qinghe Road in the suburbs."

Chen Qizhao: "He went back to the city?"

"I didn't find the apartment." Shen Yuhuai seemed to be in the car, "Where are you now?"

Chen Qizhao glanced at Chen Shiming and said, "At home."

Shen Yuhuai asked again: "Do you have time now? I happen to be near your house, but I'm not sure which direction Qinghe Road is."

"Yes." Chen Qizhao responded, and he had already stood up from the sofa, grabbed the coat beside him and was about to go out.

The other two people in the living room were puzzled by this situation. Chen Shiming asked bluntly, "Where are you going? Aren't you going to eat?"

Chen Qizhao hung up the phone: "You guys eat, I have something to go out for."

Chen Shiming smelled the alcohol on his coat and couldn't help frowning: "How much did you drink this afternoon?"

"Three beers."

Chen Qizhao looked at Chen Shiming, "But I'm sorry to disappoint you, I haven't touched the car after drinking."

After saying that, he left the living room directly.

When Chen Qizhao went out, he met Chen Jianhong who had just returned home. He just said hello and quickly passed by him.

Chen Jianhong entered the house and saw two people in the living room. He asked in confusion, "Where is he going?"

The two didn't say anything. It was only after Chen Jianhong asked Uncle Zhang that he found out what had happened.

Zhang Yazhi looked at Chen Shiming: "Couldn't you control your tone just now? You started to blame me as soon as I entered the room. It's always like this. Can't the two brothers talk properly?"

Chen Shiming's tone also slowed down, and he said, "Can you touch a modified car? Take your driver's license first before you touch it."

"Old Zhang, go to the kitchen and make arrangements." Chen Jianhong said, "Shi Ming, call your brother back, ask him to apologize and have him come back for dinner."

It was very quiet outside the villa. There were few people on the quiet path, and there were not even any passing vehicles.

Chen Qizhao walked to the place where Shen Yuhuai dropped him off last time. The inexplicable irritability in his heart had dissipated. He picked up his phone and sent a message to Zhang Yazhi, asking her to remember to eat the medicinal food in the evening.

The cell phone rang. It was Chen Shiming calling.

Chen Qizhao didn't want to have any more meaningless arguments with Chen Shiming, so he hung up the phone with Chen Shiming and stood alone on the side of the road.

He lifted his sleeve slightly and sniffed the smell of his sleeve: "Dog nose? How did you smell it?"

After a while, he unbuttoned the coat he had just put on, letting the evening breeze dissipate the smell of alcohol.

When Shen Yuhuai arrived at the place, he saw the boy standing on the roadside from a distance.

Lonely and quiet.

Inexplicably, Shen Yuhuai felt that the other party was very lonely.

Noticing the noise here, the boy looked in this direction, squinting his eyes as if making a judgment.

Shen Yuhuai lowered the car window, “You’ve been waiting for a long time, get in the car first.”

When he got in the car, Shen Yuhuai noticed that Chen Qizhao’s hair was a little messy, and he didn’t even zip up his coat.

"I'm sorry to bother you." Shen Yuhuai skillfully reversed the car and returned to the destination, "Going directly to the suburbs, right?"

In the afternoon, he received a message from Yan Kaiqi, saying that some of Yan Kailin’s important certificates and luggage had been sent to the apartment. Shen Yuhuai hadn't returned to the apartment during this period, and wanted to call to remind Yan Kailin to go get it, but found that he couldn't get in touch.

Chen Qizhao's chaotic thoughts came back to life, but he didn't look at Shen Yuhuai, he lowered his head to look at his phone: "But I feel like he shouldn't be in the suburbs..."

Suddenly, Shen Yuhuai's hand reached out, along with his cell phone.

"I'm not familiar with the way to the suburbs. Can you help me with the navigation?"

Shen Yuhuai’s fingers were a little cold, and Chen Qizhao accidentally touched them and quickly retracted his hand.

He wanted to call Yan Kailin, but when he opened the address book, he noticed that the interface was still on Shen Yuhuai's contact interface.

It has been like this since a long time ago. After becoming friends with Shen Yuhuai, whenever he encountered troubles, he always wanted to call or send a message to Shen Yuhuai.

Even if the other party does not reply in time, his emotions will always disappear as soon as the message is sent.

It's strange, maybe he is sick.

Chen Qizhao silently closed the contact interface and called Yan Kailin.

Yan Kailin is an adult, so it is unlikely that he would disappear without reason. Chen Qizhao had to contact the rich second-generations who had a good relationship with Yan Kailin based on his impression and inquire about Yan Kailin's whereabouts in the afternoon.

The car was very quiet. Chen Qizhao was not as noisy as Yan Kailin. Apart from giving directions and making phone calls, no other sounds were heard in the car.

When they were about to reach the outskirts of the city, an unexpected phone call came in, and the three big words "Yan Kailin" appeared on the phone screen.

"It's Yan Kailin's call." Chen Qizhao said and answered the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Yan Kailin's voice was very clear: "Brother, are you looking for me? My phone ran out of battery, so I just turned it on..."

Chen Qizhao: “…”

"Your phone was out of battery for four or five hours before you turned it on?"

Perhaps because the voice was a little loud, Shen Yuhuai, who was driving next to him, looked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Chen Qizhao paused: "No."

The words Yan Kailin said during the chat came to his mind.

…The sound just now seemed a little too loud.

Yan Kailin continued: "It's none of my business if my phone runs out of battery. Who knew it would drain so quickly?"

Chen Qizhao glanced at Shen Yuhuai slightly, and found that the other party was driving seriously, and his tone couldn’t help but slow down: “Where are you?”

Yan Kailin: "Now? At school. I happened to meet students from the school on the way and hitchhiked back."

The navigation in the car was still broadcasting the address, and Qinghe Road in the suburbs was getting closer and closer.

Chen Qizhao: “…”

Shen Yuhuai asked: "How is he? Where is he?"

Chen Qizhao swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth: "Can't you make a phone call?"

Yan Kailin replied a little aggrievedly: "I can't remember the phone number."

Chen Qizhao gave up talking to Yan Kailin and said to Shen Yuhuai: "He is already in school."

Shen Yuhuai: “That’ll do.”

Yan Kailin seemed to hear something on the other end of the phone, "Ah? Who's next to you, Brother Zhao?"

Chen Qizhao said in a normal tone: "Hang up."

Shen Yuhuai: “I’m sorry, I thought something was wrong and called you out.”

Chen Qizhao put his phone in his pocket. Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't have such great patience, but considering that the other party was Shen Yuhuai, he paused for half a second and said, "It's okay... It's right to find someone if you can't contact him."

Shen Yuhuai turned at the intersection and returned to the city. He seemed to have a good memory and no longer needed navigation for a road he had walked once.

"Going back to the villa area?" Shen Yuhuai asked.

Chen Qizhao didn't reply immediately. After a while, he asked, "Can you take me back to school?"

Shen Yuhuai responded: “Okay.”

Chen Qizhao looked straight ahead at the road conditions. He had drunk some wine in the afternoon and had a big fight with Chen Shiming when he got home. As soon as he relaxed a little, sleepiness slowly came over him.

It was not until a sudden gurgling sound was heard that Chen Qizhao suddenly woke up.

Shen Yuhuai smiled: "I neglected it, haven't you eaten yet?"

It was already around eight or nine o'clock in the evening, and apart from the fruit he had eaten in the parking lot at noon, Chen Qizhao's stomach was empty.

"Not yet." Chen Qizhao sat up straighter. "It's okay. I'll just go back to school and order some takeout."

It takes at least half an hour to get back to the city, but along the way, Chen Qizhao did not play with his mobile phone, nor did he make any unnecessary movements.

Shen Yuhuai said, "I haven't eaten either. Let me treat you to a meal."

He glanced at the boy sitting in the passenger seat and saw that he paused for two seconds and said "OK" in agreement.

The car turned at the next intersection and finally stopped in front of a restaurant.

The two chose a seat by the window. After ordering, Shen Yuhuai seemed to be dealing with work messages on his phone. After saying sorry to Chen Qizhao, he kept replying to messages, using professional terms that Chen Qizhao couldn't understand.

Chen Qizhao looked at the young Shen Yuhuai, and seemed to see the scene of the two of them eating together in their previous life.

He didn't make any extra movements, and waited quietly for Shen Yuhuai to finish handling the matter before he asked -

"How did Brother Huai know my cell phone number?"