Chapter 126
Chapter 126: Lin Jianquan
This day was a banquet hosted by the Hong Kong General Chamber of Commerce. Several of Hong Kong's wealthy families were present, including the heads of all the wealthy families. With elegant clothes and elegant faces, and the occasional drinking, many social interactions were inevitable.
Lin Jianquan has never liked these things, but after being famous for many years, he already knows that he doesn't need to waste too much energy in such occasions while still being polite.
After some pleasantries, he was finally able to escape and came to the terrace next to the banquet hall.
There are tall palm trees outside the stone railings of the terrace. Now in the dim night and shining lights, the fountain next to the palm trees turns into brilliant colors.
Outside the heavy curtains, applause and praise could be heard in the banquet hall. It sounded like a rich young lady had played a song, drawing everyone's admiration.
He stood there silently, looking at the lights in the distance, counting the time in his mind, just like using the flagpoles on the side of the road as scales on a race track.
He calculated when he could leave, quietly and unnoticed.
He had done this many times in the past and had never been discovered. Ye Tianhui might know about it, but she acquiesced.
At this moment, the glass floor-to-ceiling door next to it was pushed open and the curtain was lifted.
He looked up indifferently and saw a tall and beautiful girl in a red evening gown.
She was holding a piece of cake in her hand and looking at herself with great interest.
Lin Jianquan looked away expressionlessly.
The girl came over with a smile and sat on the table and chairs next to the marble table.
She put down the cake and said with a smile: "Why are you hiding here? I saw that you didn't eat anything just now."
Lin Jianquan looked at the night outside the window without saying a word.
He had seen many girls like this, who would tease him, make fun of him, or gently try to make friends with him.
These girls may be excellent or not, but he has no interest in understanding them or in getting in touch with them.
No matter how beautiful this world is, it has nothing to do with him.
Seeing that he remained silent, the girl tilted her head and asked curiously, "Why are you ignoring me? Why are you hiding here alone? Brother Meng wanted to introduce you to my dad just now, but you disappeared."
After hearing this, Lin Jianquan suddenly understood that this was the Chen family's youngest daughter, who had just returned from studying abroad.
The Chen family is also one of the major families in Hong Kong. The head of the Chen family admires Lin Jianquan very much. It is said that his daughter Chen Shinan, who studied in the UK, also admires Lin Jianquan very much and has been asking Meng Yinian to help introduce him to her.
However, Lin Jianquan didn't like these things, so he avoided them in advance. Unexpectedly, he met the daughter of the Chen family on the terrace.
His expression became more and more distant: "I'm sorry, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
As he said this he was about to leave.
Who knew that Chen Shinan smiled, stretched out his hand and directly held his arm.
The woman's hands were very soft, but Lin Jianquan didn't like them. The feeling of being held by a stranger was like being entangled by a snake. He subconsciously raised his hand and broke free from her.
There is no mercy at all.
While struggling, Chen Shinan was caught off guard and took a step back, almost bumping into the marble table beside him.
She let out a soft "ouch," then frowned, clutching her waist, and said innocently, "What are you doing? You pushed me?"
Lin Jianquan: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that, but I don't think you were hit, so it shouldn't hurt."
Chen Shinan could hardly believe it: "Do you know what it means to be gentle and considerate to a girl like me? How can you be so rude to me?"
Lin Jianquan: "I'm sorry, I really don't know what it means to be gentle and considerate to women."
Chen Shinan was speechless: "Psycho! I'm blind and still think you're pretty!"
Lin Jianquan was indifferent to this. He really didn't care and immediately turned around and left.
He did not go back to the banquet hall, but found a gap and walked out of the hotel directly.
There are tall buildings on both sides of the street, neon lights of various shapes stacked up one after another, and traditional Chinese characters flashing in red, orange, yellow and green are arranged in a staggered manner. In the gaps between the tall buildings, there is a hustle and bustle that seems to never stop.
He didn't want to take public transportation, so he just walked through the crowd.
Hong Kong is a divided city, with modern buildings and bustling streets.
He was like a ghost, wandering in a world that was clearly separate from him.
I don’t know how long I walked, but when I looked at the roadside again, I saw that I had arrived at a night market.
A shirtless butcher was chopping meat, a modernly dressed girl walked by in high heels, roses and lilies were casually thrown into red plastic buckets in front of a roadside stall, and a hunchbacked old lady was picking and choosing in front of a clothing stall.
He stopped and looked to the side, where he saw a vendor selling grilled fish balls.
He suddenly felt familiar.
Once upon a time, he often came here, and it was here that he met Ye Tianhui for the first time.
That day, he finally bought a bag of bread with the money he earned from doing odd jobs, but it was stolen by gangsters. He carefully hid behind a trash can, holding his breath, fearing that he would be beaten again.
That's when she showed up.
She said she had four wife cakes in total, and that she had stolen them. She ate two and gave the remaining two to him.
He pursed his slightly dry lips and walked into a street nearby. The street was narrow and cramped, and looking up, it was a veritable crack in the sky. Right next to the street, there were qigong and Chinese medicine shops, crooked signs with traditional Chinese characters, and exposed light bulbs swaying in the dim light.
He continued forward tentatively and finally found the place.
The old metal trash can is still there, but it is even more dilapidated. The green paint on it is mottled and has almost all fallen off.
Lin Jianquan stretched out his hand and gently touched the trash can.
Of course, he clearly remembered the panic he felt when he hid behind the trash can, and how hungry he was and how he longed for some food to fill his stomach.
He ate one of the two wife cakes and took the other one back for his mother.
He ate it in small bites, and each bite was so sweet that it nourished his hungry body.
He squatted down slowly, recalling the scene, and carefully repeating her name in his mind for the ten thousandth time.
Ye Tianhui.
Human beings invented language, and language carries the rich and profound emotions of human beings, but there are no words in this world that can be compared with these three words "Ye Tianhui".
This was the first warmth he had ever felt in the world, this was the maternal embrace he had ever enjoyed, this was the infinite power he had felt when he was weak and helpless, and this was the power that had always been guiding him forward towards the light.
The three words "Ye Tianhui" almost mean the whole world to him.
His mother gave birth to him with humiliation and resentment, intending to make Meng Baohui cry bitterly and feel remorseful. However, she did not do that. She brought the three-year-old boy to the Meng family, but was still kicked out, kicked out in a very embarrassing way.
At that time, when his mother held his hand and looked at the well-dressed young master of the Meng family surrounded by servants and bodyguards, she almost didn't have the strength to walk.
The devastated mother began to hate him and vented all her hatred on him. In his mother's eyes, he had sinful blood flowing in his veins and every part of his body was branded with shamelessness.
In the latter two years, his mother provided him with food and clothing, and even wanted to send him to school, but she was unable to give him even a little bit of care. In all his memories, he had never had a hug from his mother.
He can understand it too.
He knew he didn't deserve it.
The first time he was embraced by a woman's soft and warm body was the moment he touched death.
He was filled with fear, thinking that he was going to die, and he even felt that he could be free.
She hugged herself and held herself close to her.
He felt like he had gone to heaven and had something he had never had before, but had always longed for deep down.
He felt like he was struck by the greatest happiness of his life.
Lin Jianquan closed his eyes and let the unspeakable emotions wash over his blood.
This feeling was somewhat painful, but he calmly indulged it, indulging himself in the feeling of being strangled by the sudden emotion.
He enjoyed it, it was like she was holding him again.
After a period of almost suffocating indulgence, he finally slowly broke free.
When he opened his eyes again, what he saw in the distance were red and green neon signs and blue and yellow checkered stained glass windows, which kept flashing before his eyes.
He curled his lips, chuckled, then took a step and walked back into the world full of fireworks.
Tomorrow we will start the ancient extra story, about a domineering emperor and a female general, with a happy ending, but there will be some bad plots in the middle, so those who are not strong enough can skip it (probably a plot of killing and doing ice and fire)
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