Zhou Yanchen stood in front of the slightly old door, raised his hand and knocked lightly. The knock echoed in the quiet corridor, but there was no response.
He frowned slightly and waited patiently for a while. The only sound in the corridor was his slightly heavy breathing, and the silence around him was somewhat depressing.
When he raised his hand to knock again, the door opposite suddenly opened.
An old lady with gray hair appeared at the door. Her eyes were gentle, revealing the kindness accumulated over the years.
When the old lady saw Zhou Yanchen, a trace of doubt flashed across her eyes, and she asked softly, "Are you looking for Lao Qin?"
Zhou Yanchen was slightly startled, then nodded, "Well, Mr. Qin is not at home?"
The old lady had a faint smile on her lips, and there seemed to be some emotion hidden in that smile, "He was taken abroad by his son last year."
Zhou Yanchen's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment, but he didn't give up and asked, "When will he come back?"
The old lady shook her head gently, her eyes filled with gentle regret: "I don't think he will come back. His son has settled there."
Hearing this, Zhou Yanchen felt his heart shrink suddenly, and his eyes, which were originally full of expectation, dimmed a little in an instant.
He frowned slightly, and the fine lines on his brows hid anxiety and helplessness.
I thought I could find a clear connection to those past events that were sealed by the years from Qin Xiangfu, but now the flame of hope has been mostly extinguished by this sudden news.
How could he learn from him what happened back then?
Are the questions that have been lingering in my mind for years going to be answered like this?
After a brief moment of stunned silence, Zhou Yanchen thanked him politely and turned to go downstairs.
Back in the car, Zhou Yanchen took out his cell phone and dialed a number. "Hey, help me find out where Qin Xiangfu, who just retired from the traffic police department two years ago, and his family have moved to in the country now. If you have any news, let me know as soon as possible."
After hanging up the phone, he did not drive away immediately. Instead, he leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, and briefly cleared his mind.
After a moment, he took a cigarette out of the box and lit it.
He took a puff and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, which spread in the narrow space and blurred his vision.
At this moment, the worry between his brows was so heavy that it could not be dispelled. Was there really another hidden story behind the car accident that year?
Zhou Yanchen decided to go back to the old house to ask Grandpa Zhou, perhaps he still had some memories of what happened back then.
When I walked into the house, my grandfather was sitting on the sofa, concentrating on watching the news.
Hearing footsteps, the old man looked up and saw Zhou Yanchen coming back at this time. A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Why are you back?"
Zhou Yanchen walked forward and sat down on the sofa next to the old man. "I have something to ask you, so I came back."
Mr. Zhou nodded, his expression showing the concern of an elder, "Okay, I have something to ask you."
At this time, Auntie Lan came over with a cup of brewed tea, and the aroma of tea was wafting in the air.
Zhou Yanchen took the teacup and took a sip. "Grandpa, what do you want to ask?"
"I read the latest news on the Internet," Grandpa Zhou leaned forward slightly, his eyes full of worry about his grandson's relationship, "Has your relationship with Xiaoli improved? Is there still a possibility of reconciliation?"
Zhou Yanchen's eyes darkened instantly. He paused and spoke slowly: "I looked for her, but she was still very resistant. However, I won't give up. I will try my best to win her back."
Mr. Zhou leaned on the sofa, thought for a moment and then spoke: "Chen'er, are Xiaoli's two children yours?"
Zhou Yanchen didn't intend to hide this from him, "Yes, I took their hair to do a paternity test, and they are indeed my children."
Hearing this, Grandpa Zhou's eyebrows were full of joy, and the wrinkles on his face were smoothed out because of this sudden joy. "That's great, I guessed that the two children must be yours."
There was a gleam in his eyes, as if he had seen two lovely great-grandchildren laughing and playing beside him, "So when are you going to take them back?"
Zhou Yanchen frowned slightly, his eyes full of entanglement and distress, "Grandpa, there is no rush. If I take the two children back now, Xiaoli will definitely think that I want to snatch the children from her.
It was not smooth when she gave birth to her two children. She paid for it with her life. I can't be so cruel. I am already very grateful to her for being able to give birth to the children."
Although Grandpa Zhou was looking forward to meeting his two great-grandchildren as soon as possible, he was an experienced person and knew that love affairs could not be rushed.
He said earnestly, "Grandpa understands. It's up to you to arrange this matter."
"By the way, what do you want to tell me?" The old man came to his senses and remembered that Zhou Yanchen had something to ask him when he came back.
Zhou Yanchen put down the teacup in his hand and his expression became serious, "Grandpa, I want to ask you something about the car accident that year."
Hearing this, Mr. Zhou was slightly startled, as if he had not expected Zhou Yanchen to ask this.
He was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "What happened? Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"
Zhou Yanchen looked serious, "I recently found the information about the car accident and looked at it carefully. I think the car accident was not entirely accidental."
"Grandpa, how much do you remember about that incident?"
A trace of pain instantly crept into Old Master Zhou's eyes, a pain that went deep into his bones and had not really dissipated over the years.
He closed his eyes slightly, as if this could block out the unbearable memories.
But the past scenes kept reappearing in his mind, as if being pulled by an invisible hand and out of control.
The tragic car accident took away his only son and daughter-in-law, as well as most of the joy and hope in his life.
When he rushed to the scene, he saw only a mess, the car was twisted and deformed, and people were screaming and groaning all around. His heart was torn into countless pieces at that moment.
"Grandpa..." Zhou Yanchen's gentle call pulled Old Man Zhou back from the abyss of painful memories.
The memory is so heavy that every time I bring it up, it feels like I am opening a scar that has not yet healed.
"At that time, I was immersed in the grief of your parents' passing. I only remember that the accident was determined to be caused by a brake failure in the truck, which caused the tragic car accident."
"More than 20 years have passed, and the driver should have come out."
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