Chapter 090 Chapter 90

Zhu Changan carefully inserted the key into the keyhole, then took a deep breath, turned around, opened the door, and shouted happily in one go: "Grandpa, I'm back!"

"I brought you something nice... Grandpa isn't home?" At this moment, the house was dark and quiet, with no response.

Zhu Changan felt a little disappointed, but he quickly recovered. Although grandpa was not at home now, it would be just as surprising if he suddenly popped out with a gift when grandpa came back.

Zhu Changan thought so and turned on the light.

The incandescent light instantly illuminated the entire room. Zhu Changan subconsciously looked towards the living room, only to see a familiar figure sitting on the sofa. The old man lowered his head, and on the tea table in front of him were several A4 papers with densely printed black fonts, but from Zhu Changan's angle he could not see the contents of the papers clearly.

Zhu Changan was startled, and when he came to his senses, he suddenly felt embarrassed, as if he had tried to surprise someone but was caught by the real person: "Grandpa, why don't you turn on the lights at home? Oh, by the way, I bought you a light on the way..."

"Changan." The old man finally raised his head and interrupted what Zhu Changan was about to say. He looked at Zhu Changan and said, "Come and sit down. I have something to tell you."

"Okay." Zhu Changan instinctively felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, but out of trust in his grandfather, he sat down obediently.

The papers were pushed in front of Zhu Changan, and only then could he finally see clearly what was written on them.

It was an adoption agreement from eighteen years ago. In the column for the adoptee's name, someone had written Zhu Changan's name neatly with a black signature pen.

Zhu Changan recognized it as his father's handwriting. His expression was blank for a moment, and he subconsciously raised his head to look at Zhu He.

"As you can see, you are not a child of the Zhu family. You are already eighteen years old, and I have no obligation to raise you anymore." Zhu He's words were like a bucket of cold water in the cold winter of June, splashing down on Zhu Changan and extinguishing the last glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Grandpa, now...it's not April Fool's Day yet..." Zhu Changan forced a smile. How could it be possible? How could he not be his parents' biological child? Was Grandpa joking with him...

"Eighteen years ago, my son and his wife found you in the mountains. They brought you back and adopted you as their own child." Zhu He ignored him and said to himself, "Although I felt it was inappropriate at the time, I didn't say anything more when I saw how happy they were. This is the most regrettable decision I have ever made in my life."

"Your origins are unknown, and your aura always attracts all kinds of strange things. At first, they were just small fry, and your parents were able to handle it, keeping it a secret for you. Until you were twelve years old, you attracted a high-ranking person."

"Grandpa..."

The volume of the congratulations suddenly rose, no longer maintaining the final calm: "Don't call me grandpa. My children died to protect you, a person who has no blood relationship with you, and you are fine. On the contrary, you have never caused any strange things in all these years after killing them. Sometimes I really think you are sent by God to bring disaster to our family. My children died, and your purpose was achieved."

This was perhaps the first time in all these years that the old man looked at him with disgust. The bleak light shone on the old man's face from top to bottom, and the gloomy look filled with hatred made Zhu Chang'an's blood freeze. He instinctively wanted to speak out to defend himself, but the details that were ignored in his past memories became extremely clear at this moment.

Frequent moves from childhood to adulthood, the tired smiles on my parents’ faces, new injuries that will never go away…

Even after he killed his parents, he shamelessly let his grandfather take care of him for so many years.

"I watched the video of your mission this semester." Zhu He and Zhu Chang'an looked into each other's eyes. He looked into those eyes full of pain and panic and slowly lowered his voice: "The missions assigned by the Superpower Bureau are carefully selected by the Nuwa system. It is impossible for the mission to be skipped multiple times in a row."

Zhu Changan understood the implication in his words almost immediately, and his face instantly lost all color.

"Is it...I who attracted it?" Zhu Changan was shaking all over.

"You attracted them here. Who are you targeting this time?"

"I……"

"Go away, get out of this world, be an ordinary person from now on, don't try to set foot here again, and don't even think about caring about these things. Your existence will only kill the people around you."

With a "bang", the notice of severing the adoption relationship was thrown heavily in Zhu Changan's face.

Zhu Changan lowered his head and held the paper tightly, and Zhu He did not urge him. Under the bleak light, the grandfather and grandson were in a stalemate. Finally, Zhu Changan bit his lips hard and signed his name on the paper.

He carefully placed the beautifully wrapped birthday gift on the coffee table, then knelt on his knees, bent over, and kowtowed to the old man three times, again and again.

Zhu He closed his eyes and maintained that posture until Zhu Changan left.

After a long time, Zhu He tremblingly took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed a number he knew by heart.

…

As the wind chime swayed, ripples suddenly appeared on the surface of the tea.

Yu Heng blinked his eyes, and his hollow pupils gradually regained their spirit. He looked up at the person who came and asked in surprise, "You Lin? How come you have time to come here today?"

Wanbaotang has been very busy with business recently, and Youlin has been very busy as well, and has not been seen for several days. Yuheng thought that she would have to wait until after the New Year to see him again.

"The boss gave us a year-end holiday." You Lin said as he put the wooden boxes in his arms on the table one by one: "A colleague gave me a few couplets, but I had nowhere to put them, so I brought them to you, sir."

Yuheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Thank you very much, I actually forgot about this."

Only then did he remember that he seemed to have never prepared anything for the antique shop for the New Year. If You Lin hadn't brought the things over today, he would probably have forgotten about it until the Spring Festival was over.

You Lin took out a pair of couplets from the wooden box and spread them out on the table.

The size of this couplet is slightly larger than what we usually see, but it fits the door of the antique shop perfectly, as if it was tailor-made.

Yuheng suddenly smiled, and his slender fingers gently stroked the words: "The charm is smooth, strong and soft... It is a rare calligraphy work. I believe your colleague is a meticulous person."

You Lin raised his hand and rubbed his nose: "As long as you like it, sir, I'll go and paste it on." After saying that, he picked up the couplet and went out.

The door frame of the antique shop was quite high. Even though You Lin was not short, after several attempts he still moved a stool to use as a footstool under Yuheng's gaze.

The Spring Festival is approaching, and the streets outside have gradually become lively. A newly opened store hung a string of firecrackers in front of the door, and the crackling sound attracted the attention of passers-by.

Yuheng was holding a couplet that had not yet been pasted up, and suddenly he caught a glimpse of a familiar yellow color. He turned his head subconsciously, but the figure disappeared silently in the crowd.

System: “What’s wrong?”

"Is it an illusion? I seemed to see Chang'an just now."

The man was carrying a large travel backpack, and both his figure and clothing style looked very much like Zhu Changan. But if you think about it carefully, he should be at home celebrating his grandfather's birthday at this time, and it is impossible for him to appear here.

But what if that really is Chang'an?

After hesitating for a moment, Yuheng finally chose to follow.

Zhu Changan walked forward aimlessly.

He didn't know how long he had been wandering, but in a trance he seemed to hear someone calling his name. The strange voice was somewhat familiar, and Zhu Changan turned around subconsciously and found that the person who had just called his name was actually the senior who had saved him.

At this moment, the senior was looking at him gently, with a hint of imperceptible worry in his phoenix eyes, which were the same as his good friend's.

Zhu Changan forced a smile and said, "Senior, what a coincidence! I didn't expect to meet you here."

Although Zhu Changan was surprised that "the boss actually knew my name", he did not think much about it. After all, if it was a senior, it would be normal for him to know everything.

"Why are you here alone?" Yuheng still remembered that when Zhu Changan first got off work, he said he wanted to go home to celebrate his grandfather's birthday. But seeing how depressed and sad he looked now, it was likely that something serious had happened.

When this was mentioned, Zhu Changan suddenly lowered his head like an eggplant hit by frost: "I..."

Seeing that Zhu Changan was hesitant and unwilling to say more, Yuheng didn't want to ask any more questions, so he changed his approach: "I live nearby, why don't you come to my place to rest and have a cup of tea first."

Zhu Changan nodded: "Thank you, senior."

Yuheng took Zhu Changan back to the antique shop. You Lin, who had just pasted the couplet and the word "Fu", patted the dust off his hands and met Zhu Changan's eyes.

You Lin was stunned: "What is this?"

"A little friend with a destiny."

…

You Lin seemed a little restless. He stood up for the fourth time and said, "The water is almost gone. I'll go get some more."

"Okay." Yuheng looked at his hurriedly leaving back, and an idea slowly popped up in his mind: Could it be that this guy is also a socially anxious person?

After seeing the person he was not easy to get along with leave, Zhu Changan finally relaxed. He held up the teacup with both hands, looking lonely: "I was actually driven out by Grandpa."

"Chirp?" Liu Liu standing by perfectly expressed Yu Heng's inner shock.

Zhu Changan has such a likable personality, how could anyone dislike him? Even though he is the grandson who has depended on him for so many years?

At this time, Mo Xuanji was puzzled and even wondered if it was someone disguised as Grandpa Changan. However, Zhu Changan's next words made him completely dumbfounded.

"I... I'm actually not my parents' biological child. I was picked up from outside by them, and there is no blood relationship between grandpa and I." Zhu Changan's fingers holding the teacup were pinched white, and he managed to keep his composure.

Indirectly killing his parents was a knot in Zhu Changan's heart. When he found out that they had no blood relationship, the knot quickly expanded and tore his heart apart. Even if his grandfather hadn't said to him, "You are already 18 years old, and I have no obligation to support you anymore," he would not have the face to stay in front of his grandfather.

His parents adopted him out of kindness, but he attracted enemies and killed them. His grandfather lost his son and daughter-in-law overnight, but he had to bear the hatred for the culprit and raised him for so many years. He would rather his grandfather beat him up after telling him the truth, even if it was to death, than to be let off so easily like now.

He wanted to atone for his sins, but his enemies had long since died, and he couldn't even find a way to atone for his sins.

Yu Heng touched his friend's hair with heartache. Every family has its own problems, and it was not easy for him to intervene in this matter, whether as Mo Xuanji or Yu Heng.

"If you have nowhere else to go, stay here with me for a few days."

"Thank you, senior. I will find a place to live as soon as possible and won't bother you for long." Zhu Changan's eyes lit up.

He was short of money now, and staying in a hotel was too extravagant for him. Even if he wanted to find a cheaper rental house, it would take some time. Zhu Changan had originally planned to sleep under the bridge, but fortunately Yuheng's appearance solved his urgent problem.