I don't want a crematorium

The lights inside were not very bright, and Mu Zecheng stood in front of the window, as if watching the rain outside.

When Han Yang walked in, he turned around and said with a smile, "I thought you wouldn't come."

Han Yang said calmly, "It took some time to go to worship."

Mu Zecheng stood there watching, as if he was observing something, and after a while he said slowly, "Sit down."

There is a chair in front of the wooden desk, specially prepared for him.

When Han Yang sat down, he saw a portfolio on the desktop.

At this time, Mu Zecheng also left the window and walked behind the desk, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of hot tea for Han Yang, and put it in front of him, "Drink to warm your body."

"Don't bother, Uncle Mu." Uncle Mu said without much emotion.

Han Yang looked directly at Mu Zecheng. This time, his purpose was very clear, which was to get his father's things.

Mu Zecheng smiled, put the teapot aside, sat on a chair, and pushed the file bag in front of Han Yang, "Take it apart and have a look."

Han Yang glanced at Mu Zecheng, stretched out his hand to untie the thread wrapped around the file bag, and took out the contents.Turning over some old paper one by one,

Without exception, it is the assets left by his father. In addition to the equity of many companies, there is also a house.

Han Yang didn't expect these things to exist, he had never seen them before.

"How did you find these?"

Mu Zecheng picked up the teacup and took a sip, but did not answer.

Han Yang lowered his eyes slowly, and put the things back into the file bag, "Did you check my dad's affairs?"

"He should have wanted to tell you these things when he was inside, but there was no chance." Mu Zecheng put down the teacup with calm eyes, "You were already in England when I got it. Now it's returned to the original owner."

At that time, a sponsor paid for Han Yang, who was only in trouble at the time, to study abroad.When he was studying in England, his father's case was brought up again for appeal, and the truth was revealed in front of the many evidences collected. Who commissioned it? It turned out to be Mu Zecheng.

Han Yang looked at Mu Zecheng. In his impression, this man was mature, gentle, and calm about everything, but the man in his dream was in the dark, looking at him viciously and dangerously.

What is true and what is false, he does not know.

When he was looking at Mu Zecheng, Mu Zecheng was also staring at him.

Thunder and lightning flashed outside, and intense white light flashed. Mu Zecheng leaned forward slightly, and asked softly, "Han Yang, tell me, why are you so wary of me?"

Han Yang's expression of emotion is not very obvious, but Mu Zecheng will not fail to observe.

Although he expected that Han Yang would not be very close to him, but after the night together, he saw that Han Yang's eyes were far more than simple as strangers.

The white light dissipated and the lights in the room dimmed. Han Yang leaned back on the chair and smiled, "Who can I trust?"

The father was betrayed by his best friend and close wife. Dramatically, when he was alone and helpless, his friend stabbed him in the back, but in the end he was funded by a stranger to go abroad, and the elder in front of him who was once extremely trusted may be because of a star in the future Do it to him.

Mu Zecheng looked at Han Yang without moving his eyes, but sighed slowly, "You have grown up, Yangyang."

Han Yang half-closed his eyes, and laughed along with him, "I'm already 27, uncle."

There was a knock on the door, it was the old man just now, "Master Mu, the electricity in this street is out."

Mu Zecheng stood up, "It's still raining heavily outside, accidents are prone to happen, let's sleep here first."

Han Yang looked at the file bag on the table and did not refuse.

He is really tired.

-

After a simple wash, Han Yang lay on the soft bed, thinking about what happened these days, when the message on his phone rang.

It's Wu Jiansen.

【How about it?Do you want to come out and have a drink with me? 】

Probably knowing that today is the anniversary of Han Yang's father's death, he was worried that he would feel bad.

【No, I'm already asleep. 】

【Oh, don't be too sad. 】

Han Yang didn't reply, and when he was about to put down his phone and go to sleep, the other party sent another message.

【By the way, don't look for that watch you saw before, it's an orphan-_-||.My father actually cheated on me by teasing me with a fake watch, saying how could he be willing to give it to me, co-authoring it just to make me lose face. 】

Seeing this, Han Yang tightened his lips.

Sure enough, the person in the dream was Mu Zecheng, and his intuition was correct.

Han Yang put down his phone and sat up, went to the window and opened it, standing there, the cold air penetrated into his lungs through his nose, and he calmed down.

-

In the middle of the night, the rain outside hadn't stopped, and it seemed to be getting bigger.

In a strange place, Han Yang didn't sleep soundly, the sound of the rain beating on the window was a bit noisy, but he didn't want to wake up.

But in this case, the bedroom door was pushed open.

Han Yang's consciousness also became clear at this moment.

The footsteps gradually became louder, and the man walked to his bed and bent down.

Sensing the danger, Han Yang opened his eyes suddenly, grabbed the opponent's wrist, turned over neatly and pressed him on the bed without waiting for the opponent's resistance.

The soft mattress was slightly sunken by the weight of the two people, and Han Yang looked dangerously at Mu Zecheng, who was under him with a flat expression.

Neither of them spoke, the window was rattling by the wind and rain outside, Han Yang tilted his head and looked to the left, Mu Zecheng was not wearing that watch on his hand now.

But that night, he broke his wrist wearing that watch.

While Han Yang was staring at his left hand, Mu Zecheng was looking at him.

The boy he could pick up in his arms back then has grown so big.

The strong chest seemed to be overwhelming, and the strong palms were like iron chains, making him unable to move an inch.

Only then did Mu Zecheng truly feel that Han Yang was already a tall and strong man.

After an unknown amount of time, Mu Zecheng said aloud, "Can you wake me up?"

Confirming that he would not threaten him now, Han Yang let go of his hand.

Mu Zecheng stretched out his hand to support the side of the bed, stood up, glanced at his red wrist, and laughed, "It's really strong. I just came to close the window."

As he spoke, he walked towards the window, where a lot of rain fell in, and the carpet in the house was already wet.

"It's a good thing to be vigilant, and it's smart to not trust easily. In this world, everyone may harm you. Just like your father. I'm very happy that you can do what you are doing now." Mu Zecheng He closed the window with his hand, and turned around, "But I still hope that you will not be so guarded against me."

Han Yang didn't speak, standing there was obviously waiting for him to leave.

Mu Zecheng walked to him, hugged him and let go of his pajamas, "Good night."