A thin, black-haired young man stood there and called out a little nervously, "Uncle!"

Wang Chunbo raised his head and walked slowly towards him, dragging two suitcases.

"Why."

Wang Bing, played by Xiao Li, and Wang Chunbo don't seem to be very familiar with each other. After the most basic greetings, they both became speechless.

The silence continued until Wang Bing returned home. He slowly opened the door and walked in first.

There was also a black-and-white photo of Wang Chunhua in the room. Wang Chunbo observed a minute of silence in front of the photo and then dragged his luggage into the guest room.

The layout here has not changed since he left.

"Are you hungry?" Wang Chunbo had already walked into the kitchen.

"I ordered takeout." Wang Bing would be an adult in two years, which meant he would have to stay with Wang Chunbo for at least two more years. "Uncle, is your cooking good?"

"It's edible." Wang Chunbo made himself a bowl of noodles.

When the noodles were boiling, the person who picked up the noodles turned out to be another woman.

She was Wang Chunbo's wife. However, she looked different from the first memory. She looked much older, and the innocence in her eyes was gone, replaced by a layer of hatred.

"Aren't you coming to eat noodles yet?" the wife asked in an unhappy tone.

No one responded, so she rushed out with the bowl of noodles and saw Wang Chunbo sitting on the sofa, drunk.

She threw the bowl of noodles over, luckily no one was hit. The sound of broken ceramics woke Wang Chunbo up.

"You're still drinking!"

"What are you drinking?"

The woman squatted on the ground, hugged her legs and burst into tears.

"It's all your fault. You killed them!"

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Wang Chunbo was pushed, and Wang Bing pouted: "Uncle, your noodles are all burnt. You'd better not cook anymore!"

Life is so trivial.

Wang Chunbo and Wang Bing did not open their hearts to each other because of a certain incident. They just gradually got used to each other's presence through a series of calm little things.

Two months later, Wang Chunbo was walking on the streets of Hecheng.

With the arrival of spring, there are more people on the streets.

Wang Chunbo met a woman at a corner.

She was walking towards them, holding the hand of a girl.

Then, both of them were stunned at the same time.

The woman's face is very familiar to the audience. She is Wang Chunbo's wife, but she should be his ex-wife.

She grabbed her daughter's hand and turned around suddenly, as if she had met a monster.

Wang Chunbo didn't look much better. His breathing became rapid and he had no choice but to hold his throat to prevent himself from vomiting on the spot.

The ex-wife walked and cried. She originally thought that she had escaped from the endless sea of ​​suffering.

But when I saw this man, the familiar feeling of suffocation came back.

She screamed and vomited on the street.

The daughter looked at her mother in fear, wondering why her gentle mother suddenly became like this today.

She thought of the strange uncle's face just now and frowned.

"Do you want to come back with me?"

When Wang Bing returned home, he saw Wang Chunbo with a numb look on his face.

He looked at Wang Bing with a calm tone.

"Can I not go back?" Wang Bing likes it here. Although Wang Chunbo is a taciturn person, he can feel that his uncle loves him very much.

And in Hecheng, there are his friends, brothers, and a missing mother.

Yes, Wang Bing always believed that his mother, who abandoned him many years ago, would come back one day.

"Of course." Wang Chunbo restrained himself again and brought out three dishes from the kitchen.

At night, Wang Chunbo walked to the balcony and his eyes drifted to a newly built department store in the distance.

That was once his home.

The camera turned and Wang Chunbo was standing downstairs of the dormitory building, looking completely stunned.

He heard crying, screaming, and the gossip of neighbors.

The sounds were so far away that all his attention was focused on the sixth floor, which was his home.

The raging flames seemed to be trying to break out of the window, and the black smoke flying out of the window blackened the downstairs.

That was the first time he realized that when the pain reaches its extreme, you will feel that crying is a meaningless thing.

The ex-wife slapped him hard in the face, "They're dead! You killed them!"

At that moment, Wang Chunbo's soul seemed to fly out of his body.

He followed the ambulance without saying a word, then came to the morgue, and finally knelt in front of the tombstone.

He remembered clearly that he was cooking for the children that day.

Halfway through, he received a call asking him to go out for a drink.

He was addicted to alcohol at that time, so he went and forgot about the pot that was still burning in the kitchen.

He knew that he had killed the two children.