When people feel wronged, the first thing they always think of is confiding in their mother.

But as long as parents are alive, there is still a way forward in life.

With parents gone, life is only a journey home.

Unable to find his parents to confide in, Zhou Jinpeng could only go to his mother's grave, where he embraced the cold tombstone and wept bitterly. "Mother! I'm no longer of any use in this world. Please take me with you, please take me with you!"

No one knows how sad he is right now.

He has had enough of the bitterness of life.

I thought I would have a happy life in my later years.

I never expected this.

In his later years, he experienced two betrayals.

She cried and cried.

Zhou Jinpeng fell asleep leaning against the tombstone.

This moment.

He seemed to have returned to his childhood, back to his mother's embrace.

When Zhou Jinpeng woke up again, it was already evening.

It was getting dark.

With no other option, Zhou Jinpeng found a bridge hole to stay in temporarily, and when he was hungry, he would rummage through the trash cans.

Half a month has passed in just one day.

Zhou Jinpeng went from being a spirited old man to a slovenly one. He used to stand up straight no matter what, but now he's hunched over, afraid of being laughed at, and even afraid to make eye contact with people.

That evening, Zhou Jinpeng returned to the bridge archway, took out his broken phone, and cried, "Old Jiang, what are you doing now? I'm really reaping what I sowed! I don't even know if we'll ever see each other again in this lifetime."

It was summer, and although it was a bit hot, he could still eke out a living under the bridge for the time being.

What about in winter?

Winters are very cold here, with temperatures dropping as low as minus twenty degrees Celsius.

Moreover, after eating garbage for more than half a month, Zhou Jinpeng could sense that he wouldn't live much longer.

He has no other wishes now, except to see Grandpa Jiang and Jiang Ning one last time.

"God," Zhou Jinpeng's voice trembled, "can you...can you still grant me this wish?"

Rumble!

Thunder rumbled in the sky, and the downpour began as expected.

Tonight will be another sleepless night for Zhou Jinpeng.

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On the other side.

The capital city.

The new school year is just around the corner.

Beijing University is more than 100 kilometers away from the Shi family manor, and it is not very convenient to travel back and forth every day. Although Shi Nanxing has purchased a property off-campus and hired a housekeeper, Jiang Ning wants to experience the long-lost university dormitory life, so she will live on campus.

These past few days, Si Huashang and Shi Nanxing have been preparing things for her accommodation.

When Jiang Ning returned from walking the dog, Grandpa Jiang came to greet her.

"Ningning."

"What's wrong, Grandpa?" Jiang Ning took off Chu Yi's neck collar.

Grandpa Jiang handed his phone to Jiang Ning, saying, "Could you check if my phone is broken?"

Jiang Ning took the phone. "What's wrong with it?"

"I haven't been able to get through to Old Zhou's phone these past few days."

Under normal circumstances, Grandpa Jiang would contact Zhou Jinpeng once a week.

Sometimes it was him who would contact Zhou Jinpeng.

Sometimes it was Zhou Jinpeng who would contact him.

But he hasn't been able to contact Zhou Jinpeng for the past two weeks.

He doesn't reply to my voice messages.

He won't answer my calls.

This made Grandpa Jiang start to suspect that his phone was broken.

Because Zhou Jinpeng is not the kind of person who doesn't reply to messages.