After a while, three cars stopped on the side of the road, and a group of people rushed over.
Yu Hui wept in the wind, "Son!"
"Dad!" Yu Jinquan couldn't help but cry again, his eyes red and swollen like a rabbit's.
Immediately afterwards, the entire Yu family arrived, all looking haggard with heavy dark circles under their eyes.
"Koizumi..."
"I'm fine." Yu Jinquan sniffled, "Grandpa and Grandma, Grandpa and Grandma on the other side, Uncle and Aunt, boohoo."
"Quan, don't cry." Yu Hui comforted his son, but he cried first.
Suppressed sobs filled the entire space.
On the other side, Qu Feng forced back her tears, "Mom, you've worried so much."
Mother Qu patted his head, her gaze kind and gentle. "Silly child, Mom knows you're not very bright and has no hope that you'll live, so I haven't worried about you much."
No wonder it's a rant from a mother.
Qu Feng laughed and retorted, "Mom, I'm not stupid. I outran a group of monsters back then..."
Mrs. Qu scanned his face inch by inch, checking for any injuries. She breathed a sigh of relief. "Yes, my son isn't stupid. I'm happy to see you so lively and energetic."
"mom!"
"son!!"
To the left of the haunted house, the Yu family embraced and cried.
To the right of the haunted house, the Qu family members are playfully bickering.
Jiang Chi, like an outsider, quietly moved to the side, making more room.
His parents would never do that.
As far back as I can remember, my father always had a stern face, only smiling when he was with my eldest brother.
In his father's eyes, only his eldest brother was a good son; his rebellious second brother and his willful son were both unfilial.
Jiang Chi looked into the distance, leaned against the wall, and felt the cold wind blowing on his hands, which had long since dried.
Ji Heng leaned closer and asked curiously, "Hey, Chi-ge, where are your mom and dad?"
"I don't know," Jiang Chi said coldly.
"What a strange answer. How could I not know?" Ji Heng muttered to himself.
A patch of reddish-brown blood came into view, and he exclaimed, "Brother Chi, you should have said you were injured earlier! Why did you always keep your hands in your pockets?"
"Let's go find the big shot."
He tugged at Jiang Chi, who was a little dizzy, and said, "Never mind."
Ji Heng kept rambling, "It doesn't count. A certain teacher once said that your hands are incredibly sensitive and have many nerves. If you hurt a vital part, you're done for, especially a genius like you, like that guy, Beethoven."
Jiang Chi remained silent. "Beethoven was deaf."
The young master of the Ji family hasn't learned much proper knowledge, but he has a whole bunch of twisted theories.
“Same, same.” Ji Heng waved in that direction without any embarrassment, “Boss.”
Lin Xi yawned, "What?"
"Hand, hand... Hey, don't pull it back."
Ji Heng turned around and looked.
Jiang Chi stood there with his hands in his pockets, expressionless, blending into the night.
A gentle breeze brushed his face, revealing his aloofness and coldness.
Ji Heng complained, "He's either with one hand in his pocket or both hands in his pockets. What's in his pockets anyway?"
"You're always holding onto your precious little thing, afraid someone will steal it. We're all men, with the same physical structure. Is yours something special? Let me see it..."
Jiang Chi's brow twitched. "Shut up!"
He actually said such crude things. How could the Ji family have taught him such basic manners and values?
Ji Heng, without batting an eye, seized the opportunity to pull out his hand, saying, "The words may be rough, but the reasoning is sound, boss."
Transparent shards were embedded in the flesh, bloodstains were on the fingertips, several holes were torn in the palm, and the skin was peeled off layer by layer; it looked painful.
Lin Xi looked at the thin boy and asked, "Such a serious wound, aren't you going to treat it?"
Jiang Chi met her gaze, felt a little embarrassed, and withdrew his hand back into his pocket.
It started to hurt a little, but then the pain subsided.
What injury doesn't hurt?
He's used to it.
Jiang Chi pretended to be nonchalant and said, "I'll deal with it when I get home."
Ji Heng exclaimed in surprise, "Going home?! By the time you get home, your body will be cold and your hands will be useless. Do you want to call your parents and ask them to come pick you up?"
Jiang Chi coldly uttered two words, "No need."
Ji Heng recalled the rumors he had heard before.
The Jiang family has many members and complex relationships. Only outstanding children are valued, while the useless ones don't even get a sip of soup.
Unlike the Ji family, whose huge company sits there unattended, with no one willing to take it over and only wanting to lie low.
Ji Heng suddenly understood.
Chi Ge was the one who was abandoned. He went home with no food or water, slept on the floor with only a quilt in the dead of winter, and no one cared for him when he had a fever...
He doesn't care about getting injured because he often did this when he was a child, and he just endures it.
That's why he studied all sorts of strange things, hoping to attract his parents' attention and receive the paternal and maternal love he lacked in his childhood.
Poor Chi-ge!
Ji Heng imagined a story of a poor young master working for a wealthy family. He opened his arms to hug Jiang Chi and made up his mind.
"Brother Chi, you still have me. Don't lose hope. Even if you have nowhere to go in the future, remember to come to the Ji family..."
Jiang Chi was startled and almost knocked him over.
Ji Heng is acting crazy again. What kind of expression is that? There's actually a hint of pity in it.
What a joke! Does he need anyone's pity?!
Jiang Chi hurriedly ran off, saying, "I'll pay you within three days. See you in the capital."
He added, "He'd better get his head checked."
Ji Heng scratched his head, "There's nothing wrong with my head."
Lin Xi tapped his head, "Overthinking is a disease. Stop thinking about such nonsense. Hurry up and collect the fortune-telling money from Yu Jinquan and Qu Feng. Give Jiang Chi to me."
"Okay." Ji Heng obediently waved to the distance, "See you at school, Brother Chi."
Jiang Chi rolled his eyes inwardly, waved his hand behind him, and left without looking back.
Although Ji Heng is a chatterbox, he has a good heart.
A few scattered lights illuminated the roadside, casting large shadows in their dim light.
Jiang Chi paused in his steps.
Having no money, it's impossible for me to walk back to the capital.
Going back to Ji Heng now would seem foolish.
Now, leaving is not an option, nor is staying.
"Standing by the roadside striking a pose, ready to be dried into a mummy by the wind."
Jiang Chi turned around awkwardly, "I'm waiting for the car."
Lin Xi said calmly, "You've never taken out your phone before. Are you trying to call a ghost car?"
With his secret exposed, Jiang Chi lowered his eyes.
Stray hairs fluttered in the wind, obscuring her deep-set eyes and brows, instantly dispelling her cold demeanor.
I always feel a little scared when I face her, so I unconsciously lower my guard and restrain my arrogance.
Master Lin felt extremely familiar to him, very much like...
Jiang Chi's mind conjured up the image of his elder brother.
He's gone mad; he actually thinks the two look alike!
A man and a woman are completely unrelated; besides gender, they are different in other ways as well, for example...
Jiang Chi raised his head slightly and saw a delicate face in front of him. Through her eyes, he saw the figure of his elder brother.
In an instant, an invisible sense of oppression surged in like a tide.
Jiang Chi took three steps back, stammering incoherently, "You, Big Brother!"
What a misperception! How could my older brother possibly be here?
Jiang Chi took a breath and said, "Sorry, I misread it. See you again sometime."
The next second, a deep voice fell into my ear.
"Jiangchi."
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