Chapter 81 Two in One is Gu Yang
The person who discovered this was Xie Wu.
After being caught in the clothing store that time, he secretly investigated several times.
The results of the investigation are simply hard to describe.
The rumor that she had been with a big boss when she was young turned out to be true, and it was also true that the man she was with had a family. Xia Chun was the child of Feng Xiaochun and that boss, and she even brought her own child who was still in elementary school to make trouble.
Isn't this three?
The survey was conducted on parents of classmates from the same school, so Xie Wu couldn't say much and could only mutter to himself.
He didn't know what kind of bad taste his brother had. One moment he set his eyes on Zhou Qinqin, and the next moment he set his eyes on Feng Xiaochun.
Feng Xiaochun was idle all day long, liked to buy things randomly, and didn't work. He just played cards with a group of girlfriends. He didn't care about his children at home, either leaving them at home or with the owner of the clothing store downstairs.
She must have received a large sum of money from her big boss, but this money was not earned back and is probably almost all lost.
But although Feng Xiaochun himself failed as a person, he did have a good daughter who has been a child model since she was very young and the money she earned is enough to cover their expenses.
It’s not a daughter. Didn’t you read the news online? Feng Xiaochun gave birth to a son!
Oh my, this Feng Xiaochun is really a piece of shit. Why does he dress up as a daughter when he has such a good son?
To make money, how can a mother be like this...
Xie Wu did not listen any further. After the accident, he was also worried about Xia Chun's condition and secretly went to Class 10 to check on him, but he had already asked for leave.
After all, the two of them were not very familiar with each other, so he didn't ask too many questions and just planned to go to the clothing store for the last time. Unexpectedly, he ran into Feng Xiaochun with messy hair.
When he went there, he was still wearing his school uniform. The woman's originally distraught eyes suddenly brightened up. She ran over and grabbed his clothes, asking in a trembling voice if he had seen her Xiaochun.
From the other party's incoherent words, Xie Wu barely figured out that Xia Chun was missing.
Everything was fine, but when I woke up in the morning, it was gone. The phone was turned off and I couldn't get through. Even the bank card was left on the table...
Suddenly disappeared? Did something happen?
Faced with his questions, Feng Xiaochun hesitated and avoided his gaze.
Xie Wu guessed that there might be some hidden story, but now was obviously not the time to delve into it. Feng Xiaochun had now become a celebrity on this street, and gossip was instantly circulating around him.
Although she had secretly criticized Feng Xiaochun's character, seeing his expression, all Xie Wu could do now was to appease him and promise to help look for him.
"This is basically what happened. Xia Chun is missing now. Do you have any connections who can help find her?"
Xu Qingfeng: "That's what we said, but we don't know Xia Chun, how about we call the police?"
Ying Jiayi: "It hasn't even been 24 hours yet, so the police can't handle it, right?"
Yu Bai: "I just tried to call. Xia Chun has two mobile phones. The one for work and the one for daily use are both unreachable. Is there anything wrong?"
Xie Wu scratched his head. He was desperate and was trying every possible means. Even asking his classmates was useless.
Why not ask the monitor...
Just as he was thinking this, He Mingan sent him a private message.
"What's going on?"
"I'm not too sure, but I ran into Xia Chun's mother on the road. She said she had disappeared that morning and left all her bank cards on the table, which contained all her savings."
Xie Wu confessed everything he knew, and asked the other party if he could find out the information that Xia Chun left in the school.
The chat interface popped up several times that the other party was typing, but no one replied for a long time.
Xie Wu was just about to send the typed words, but at that moment, his fingers stopped in mid-air.
When Feng Xiaochun was young, he followed a big boss who was a well-known wealthy man in Jiangcheng.
One of Jiangcheng's most famous wealthy people...
When Xia Chun was in elementary school, she came to my house to make trouble...
He remembered that He Mingan had an illegitimate brother of similar age, who was also said to be attending the ceremony and studying...
! ! !
Although I have known for a long time that Xia Chun was a man dressed as a woman, I have never thought about it in that way.
He is an intuitive animal, and the sudden flash of inspiration allows him to connect everything at once.
The message for help had not yet been sent, and Xie Wu was in a dilemma.
He wanted to help Xia Chun, but he had no way of imagining what kind of mood He Mingan was in when he typed this line of words.
Because of the difference in closeness, he would naturally prefer He Mingan in his heart. This is human nature.
I don’t know how long it took, but a message came from the other side.
"I see."
It was a simple sentence, but Xie Wu ultimately failed to send the words in the dialog box.
The cell phone rang and Gu Yang picked up the call.
There was only the sound of silent breathing on the other end of the phone. He said softly, "What's wrong?"
A voice finally came from the other side, and He Mingan spoke slowly.
"Nothing, I just wanted to hear your voice."
He sat in his room without turning on the lights. The only light in the dark was the faint light from his cell phone.
As if he heard something, he continued to ask: "What are you doing now?"
Gu Yang did not answer him. He just turned sideways to make way for a family of three who were walking out.
"So do you want to meet my people?"
He Mingan was stunned and couldn't react for a moment.
"I just happened to pass by your house. If you don't want to see me, forget it. I'm going back now."
"Where are you now?"
"At your doorstep." The voice sounded nonchalant, as if he was just passing by here casually while taking a walk. If you ignore the distance between their two homes, it would take half an hour to drive there.
He Mingan quickly asked the housekeeper to open the door, and he hurriedly grabbed his clothes and went downstairs with his cell phone.
"Good evening, Master Gu Yang." The gray-haired butler smiled kindly. He looked a bit like Uncle Huang, so even though they had not met often, Gu Yang still had some favorability towards him.
"Good evening." Gu Yang looked around and said casually, "This is my first time here."
"The young master has never brought anyone home. Not only the young master, but Mr. He also seldom invites anyone home." The housekeeper was afraid that the other party would mind, so he added this at the right time. But he was also afraid that the other party would ask why, so his drowsy brain was working frantically.
But Gu Yang just nodded and didn't say much.
The small room built next to the main house is very eye-catching, and it appears out of place in the overall decoration.
Gu Yang's eyes were fixed on the small room.
Someone was sorting things inside, so the lights were still on, servants were walking in and out, and a woman with her hair tied up was standing by the door.
"That's the young master's mother." The butler introduced in a low voice.
Gu Yang hummed again, his expression becoming even more silent.
There have been many rumors about the He family's mistress, and the person who came was an important friend of his young master, so the housekeeper couldn't help but explain a few words.
"Some people who like to gossip say that my wife has a strange temper and has never cared about the family."
He lowered his head and said, "But the lady has actually always been a very good and kind person. In recent years, she has only focused her energy on worshipping Buddha, but she has also been doing charity work and helping many people. She has never scolded anyone, including us servants."
The woman with her hair in a bun cast her gaze over. She had a pair of plain eyes, and perhaps because she had been worshipping Buddha for many years, her temperament was open-minded and calm.
"This is the young master's friend." The butler introduced in a low voice.
"I don't think he ever brought anyone back." Mrs. He said, and then she curled her lips in self-mockery, "Yeah, it's probably because of me."
"Madam..." The housekeeper hesitated to speak.
"Uncle Yang." Madam He called out, "I haven't been out these past few days, but it's very lively outside."
This sentence was meaningful, and the butler didn't know what to say.
"He Yihong also sent someone to tell me that he wouldn't care about anything." Mrs. He's mocking smile never faded. "He specifically told me this."
"Madam, Mr. He is just..."
"I made the mistake myself, but I couldn't clean up the mess. It was so embarrassing." When she said this, Mrs. He's voice trembled slightly. She thought she had let it go a long time ago, but when she really had to face it again, she couldn't help but feel pain in her heart. "Now I can only say, don't worry about it."
Feeling Gu Yang's gaze towards her, Madam He looked back and smiled politely: "Sorry, I complained a little without realizing it."
"You look alike to Ming An."
Mrs. He's smile paused slightly. She smoothed her hair and said, "Really? Many people have said so."
It was all a long time ago, so long ago that she could hardly remember it clearly. But she had never forgotten the genuine joy she felt when she was holding her child's hand, standing in the crowd and listening to others say such words.
How did it come to this?
After she calmed down, she thought that the scarf might just be an accident.
But the thorn in my heart is still buried deep in my heart.
She also couldn't forget the painful feeling of being betrayed and helpless.
"You are here to look for Ming'an. It's so cold outside, please go inside." She said softly.
She would go to the temple on the mountain to practice meditation every year. The servants behind her had already packed up her things. The statue of Bodhisattva in a wooden box lay quietly in the corner, and the dust on it was wiped off by her one day.
Her eyes flickered, and she finally whispered to the servant beside her: "Take this with you as well."
The butler turned sideways to block Gu Yang's gaze, which had not yet been averted, and gently made a gesture to invite him to leave.
When they walked to the main entrance, He Mingan just opened the door.
The two people looked at each other unexpectedly.
He Mingan opened his eyes wide, his pupils slightly shrank, and looked at the person in front of him in a daze.
Then the next second, he looked towards the small room next to him as if he had realized something.
"Madam has left." said the butler.
“I see.”
He Mingan didn't ask the other party if he said anything before leaving. This was just a very common thing that happened between them.
"Ayang, did you meet my mother just now?" He Mingan asked softly.
Gu Yang nodded.
"I see, what did you say?"
The butler tactfully stepped back, leaving the space for the two people.
Before getting an answer, He Mingan changed the subject himself.
"This is your first time coming to my house. I feel like it's too boring staying at home, so I always set the meeting place outside and never invited you to come over." He had the same smile on his face as usual.
These are all lies.
Obviously he didn't want to be seen.
The most embarrassing thing about myself, the thing I am ashamed to talk about.
While trying hard to hide, at the same time hoping to be discovered.
He is really twisted.
"It's so late, why did you think of coming to my place?"
"Didn't I say it's on the way?"
"Yeah, it's on the way."
"I just came back from the Underwater World. Can't I stop by here?"
"Underwater World? The one with the deer and the square? Didn't you say you were bored when you went there before? Who did you go with?"
Under a series of questions, Gu Yang just vaguely said Song Yinxing.
"Did you have fun with Xiao Song?"
It was a simple question, but Gu Yang's ears turned red with suspicion. He turned his head away stiffly, as if he didn't want to face this question.
He Mingan watched his reaction silently, as if hoping to get some clues from it, but what he said in the end was.
"Aren't the deer and the square... in the opposite direction? They seem to be farther away from me."
"Didn't you call me first?" Gu Yang asked back, unable to bear it any longer.
"So it was my phone call that summoned a miracle from the sky?"
He Mingan stood half in the shadow of the eaves, his smile seemed a little insincere.
The moonlight descended through the sparse clouds, lightly coating Gu Yang's face, which had suddenly become quiet, revealing a layer of unreal and hazy illusion.
"Yes, and you can make a wish to this miracle of mine now, because the opportunity will never come again."
Gu Yang said expressionlessly.
The moving clouds gradually blocked the moon, and the smile on He Mingan's face was gradually enveloped by the shadows.
After a long, long time, he finally opened his mouth softly, and whispered in a relieved tone: "Wish..."
"Then, Ayang, can I ask you for a favor?"
-In the extremely quiet environment, even the light of the moon is blocked by clouds.
Not surprisingly, no one would show up here.
Because this is an area where the developer has long since run away and there is no sign of a future for the unfinished buildings.
In the first few years, there were people protesting with banners. Feng Xiaochun was one of them. This woman, who had not even finished junior high school, had prepared a banner with typos on it. He silently took out a pen and crossed out the typos to correct it.
It’s better to be wrong, otherwise you will lose your momentum.
When Feng Xiaochun said this, there was a gleam in his eyes.
People say women are like flowers, but he always felt that his mother was like weeds, not because she was not beautiful, but because she was really tenacious.
He had heard stories about his mother's childhood. The family was poor, and she had a bunch of children, so they wanted to sell her to an old widower in the next village for money. She overheard this, stole the money from home, and ran out one dark night to make a living in the city.
Because she has no education, she can't do any decent job, but she is good-looking. Once she dresses up and stands there, a bunch of men will stare at her with their eyes wide open.
She found a big boss with the best conditions among them.
Because she was young and inexperienced, she let down her guard and plunged into the offer of expensive bags and jewelry given to her.
I never thought that the big boss actually had a wife, and I became his mistress without knowing it.
This story is Feng Xiaochun's own version.
But what the truth is, no one knows except the parties involved.
He ignorantly questioned the incorrect logic, but saw the woman's expression suddenly change, then she raised her hand high, and a slap landed on his face.
He was still very young at the time and covered his face with his hands and cried. Feng Xiaochun looked at him with a very sharp and harsh look.
Yes, that’s how you should cry. When the time comes and you go to his house, you should just hug your father’s legs and cry, asking him to give us more money.
He will never forget that day.
The heavy snow sent the extreme cold piercing into his bones. They got off the car at the gate of a high-end-looking residential complex. His mother took out her phone, dialed a number in the snow, and started yelling and cursing.
It’s such a cold weather.
It was really cold. The white breath he exhaled kept taking away the heat from his body. He was so cold that his hands hurt and his body couldn't stop shaking.
The mother next to her seemed to have reached a fierce stage in the battle. She was wearing a fur coat, a short skirt, and flesh-colored stockings, standing fearlessly in the snow.
It's really tenacious.
But he was so cold.
It was so cold that it would be nice if I could just strike a match to keep warm.
The little girl in the fairy tale makes a wish every time she strikes a match.
What is his wish?
The whistling wind kept pouring into his neck. He tried in vain to pull up his collar, but it would immediately slide back down.
He really wanted a scarf. If he had something to cover his neck, he wouldn't feel so cold.
As he was thinking this vaguely, a soft scarf was brought in front of him.
He thought he was so cold that he was hallucinating and he lay there without reacting.
Then the next second, the scarf was gently wrapped around his neck, with some residual warmth, which allowed his frozen skin to revive little by little.
The one who fulfilled his wish was not a match, but a boy about his age, gentle, fair-skinned and neatly dressed.
It looks like he is from a different world.
This should make you feel a little better. Go home early and don't stand here.
After the boy said this, he left.
He stared at the back silently, then took his hands out of his torn pockets and stuffed them into the scarf little by little.
Thank you.
The stiff lips moved, and the words that were not spoken out in time were also wrapped in the scarf.
After finishing the negotiation, Feng Xiaochun put down her phone angrily. She did not notice that the person next to her was wearing a scarf. She just pulled the person over and walked into the community.
He didn't even remember how he got in there. He only remembered a sharp sound that cut through the warm and calm air like a thin blade.
The elegant and dignified woman who was sitting in the living room cutting flowers had lost all color on her face, and the middle-aged man who hurried downstairs had a dark look on his face.
He didn't quite understand the adult world and could only hide there huddled together until there was a creaking sound outside the door. He turned around and saw the boy who had just given him the scarf.
He staggered and was dragged to the front, with all the storm directed at him.
"Who gave you this scarf—"
The angry voice exploded in his ears, and he was at a loss, subconsciously...
…
He did the thing he regretted most in his life.
He turned around and looked at the boy.
sorry,
sorry,
sorry,
Xia Chun repeated to himself, looking down with a vacant gaze. The height of the building, more than ten stories high, stretched the distance of his vision to the point of distortion.
His legs were hanging out and his whole body was sitting on the edge of the roof. If he leaned forward, he would fall down completely.
No one could save him.
Everything that happened that day taught him one thing.
His mother is a mistress who destroys other people's families, and he is an illegitimate child who should not be born into this world.
The burning pain on the cheek had long disappeared, but the swelling and pain still remained, which was enough to show how hard the slap was.
He has been sitting on the rooftop for more than an hour.
But he was slow to fulfill the purpose of climbing up.
Is it because there is no one? So this period of time belongs only to him, without any restrictions or even a sense of oppression.
For a moment he couldn't even tell whether he came here to end it all or simply wanted to find a place to get some fresh air.
Suddenly, there were muffled footsteps coming from downstairs.
Keep going up, keep getting closer, keep becoming clearer.
Then he tried to wrench the door open.
But he had locked the door in advance, and when he failed to open it, the sound disappeared after a while.
Xia Chun looked back at the door, the feeling disappearing from her heart, she couldn't tell what it was.
Maybe it's anticipation?
He almost laughed at his own ridiculous idea.
Having already made the decision, he still expected someone to discover and stop him. Why doesn't he just start a live broadcast and continue his attempt to attract attention to the end?
But the sound of footsteps continued, going down and never disappeared.
Xia Chun just kept tilting his head and looking down.
The clouds were blown away, and under the exposed moonlight, a figure walked out from the terrace a few floors below the rooftop.
A very familiar face.
It’s Gu Yang——
Xia Chun's heart, which she had tried so hard to calm, began beating violently again uncontrollably.
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