Chi Guang

Jiangshi District is the old economic center of Jiang Gong. Although its economic status has been replaced by rising stars such as Jiangnan New District, the land price is still very expensive. Talented garden villas, young security guards are sitting in the duty room, and every time a owner comes in, he will stand up , saying the routine "Welcome home" respectfully.

The marble-paved road surface is covered with a layer of silver frost under the white moonlight, and the large camphor forest emits a fragrant and annoying smell, and a few plantain leaves are shaking with the wind. The wind and rain blow away the branches and leaves, the gravel road flickers under the street lamps, bright and dark intertwined, Mu Shihai walks slowly towards home with his hands in his pockets, leaving a long trail of loneliness behind him.

Before I could open the door with the key out, there was a click, and the door opened by itself.

Behind the door was Mu Xingyong, who had just returned home from a business trip for half a month, with an unfriendly expression on his face. In the living room, Yin Zhimei's eyes were red and pitiful. When she saw Mu Shihai enter the door, she immediately stood up from the sofa, worried that her eyes would overflow. Moved: "Xiao Hai, you are finally back, I couldn't find you for a week, but I worried my mother so much."

Mu Shihai gently turned his side, Yin Zhimei's hug flew into the air, his arms stopped awkwardly in the air, he was in a dilemma.

"Stop," Mu Xingyong scolded, "Didn't you hear your mother talking to you?"

The spiral staircase connects the bedrooms on the second floor. The crystal lamps illuminate the entire villa magnificently. The lights hang down and the marble shines with a cold luster. Mu Shihai stood on the steps and turned to look at him: "What's the matter?"

The father and son looked at each other, two pairs of identical eyes, one full of coldness, the other full of disgust.Mu Xingyong's face was gloomy: "Is this how you talk to your elders? Where have you been these few days? You see for yourself what time it is before you come back. Every day you know that you are out in the wild. If you have the ability, just die outside. Don't come back!"

"10:30."

Mu Xingyong was taken aback: "What did you say?"

"Didn't you ask what time?" Mu Shihai casually looked at his watch: "10:30."

"Mu Shihai!" The man casually picked up an ashtray on the table and slammed it at Mu Shihai, causing a big hole in the wooden floor: "I ask you, Yin Xu was beaten into the hospital, did you do it?" of?"

"Dad," a sneer flashed in Mu Shihai's eyes: "I transferred to another school, so I don't have the time or opportunity to beat him up;"

"And if I did it, why is he hospitalized now?"

"He should go straight to the morgue."

Mu Xingyong looked at the child who was taller than him in front of him, and a chill surged from the soles of his feet. This face, which was [-]% similar to his own, did not make him familiar and kind by blood. Feeling dread and strange.

"Where have you been these past few nights?"

"Ye Jing's family," Mu Shihai said impatiently, "Have you finished the trial?"

Mu Xingyong clenched his fists, and the veins on his forehead bulged: "You talk to your father with this attitude? Dogs eat your education?"

"Dad, what are you kidding?" Mu Shihai looked in disbelief: "I am your own, how can I be educated?" After saying that, Shi Shiran went upstairs, ignoring the angry abuse from the man behind him.

Close the door, put on the earphones and bury your head in the pillow, the wet and cold pavement comes, like a frozen swamp in winter.Fumbling for a note in his hand, Mu Shihai turned on the light, and a string of numbers came into view—it was the number given by Xu Chichuan.

... forgot to call.

Sitting up in shock from the dying illness, Mu Shihai dialed the number, and Xu Chichuan's sleepy voice came from the phone: "Hello, who is it?"

Mu Shihai felt a little guilty: "Cough, are you asleep?"

"Mu, Shi, Hai," the clear male voice was completely sleepless, and Xu Chichuan gritted his teeth: "Look at what time it is!"

"……I forgot……"

The angry roar can be seen through the earpiece: "I forgot to be so righteous!"

"……I did not do it on purpose."

"If you do it on purpose, I'll screw your head off!"

"……I was wrong."

"I won't listen! I almost called the police, do you know?"

"...Then what do you say?"

The voice in the receiver stopped abruptly, and the sound of heavy breathing reached Mu Shihai's ears. Xu Chichuan took a deep breath: "Mu Shihai! Just like you! Don't even think about finding a wife in this life!"

Looking at the hung up interface in disbelief, Mu Shihai's wide eyes were full of innocent bewilderment.

The ground in the living room on the first floor was in a mess. In a rage, Mu Xingyong smashed two more vases. He sat on the sofa and gasped for breath. Yin Zhimei thoughtfully poured a glass of water and climbed onto the sofa to stick the man's back: What to do with such a big fire, even if he beat the person, but Xiaohai is still a child, it's normal to be ignorant, it would be better if he was older."

"He's still young? Little fart!" The man put the glass down heavily, making a crisp sound: "Little white-eyed wolf with no conscience, I provide him with good food and drink. He gets into trouble every day and dares to show me face He thought he was something!"

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, come back after a long time, be happy," Yin Zhimei's pretty face showed a little seductiveness, her red lips were alluring, dazzled Mu Xingyong: "I'll go and persuade Xiaohai, you go Take a look in Xiaoyu's room, the child has been reading for several days and said he misses his father, and he even got a certificate and said he would show it to you."

Hearing the youngest son's name, Mu Xingyong's anger gradually subsided, and a burst of triumphant revenge welled up in his heart, so what if Mu Shihai was disobedient?It's all his seed, Mu Shihai's rebellion against Mu Shiyu's obedience, it's not his fault, it's all the fault of his genes.

It was the woman's problem, the bastard born of that woman, and Mu Shiyu was his serious child.

The corridor on the second floor was covered with soft Persian carpets. Yin Zhimei approached Mu Shihai's door gracefully, and gently knocked on the door: "Xiao Hai, open the door. Mom wants to talk to you."

The door opened only after knocking for the fifth time. Mu Shihai was condescending, his tight jaw line was as sharp as a knife, and he was completely cold: "Say."

"Your dad didn't mean that, don't take it to heart, it's because Yin Xu is in the hospital, he just said something to you in a hurry;"

"After all, you are the real father and son. Your father always loves you;"

"Recently, Xiaoyu has a lot of things to do at school. Mom doesn't care about you. Don't be angry with mom."

Mu Shihai leaned against the door, staring at the chattering mouth in front of him without blinking. Every time Yin Zhimei said something, the smile on Mu Shihai's face deepened, and the corners of his mouth became wider and wider. Totally laughed out loud.

The smile was too dazzling, Yin Zhimei felt a strong discomfort in her heart: "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm so happy for you," Mu Shihai tilted his head, looking at his face full of makeup with great interest: "When I was three years old, you joined me as a mistress, and when I was five years old, my dad married you. I have been sixteen or 13 years old, and my acting skills are really improving, Ms. Yin, the Oscars are short of a trophy for you;”

"Didn't my dad be sent to see Mu Shiyu by you?"

"Change your face and talk to me again."

"Xiao Hai," Yin Zhimei smiled stiffly, her foundation was cracked like a cracked white wall: "I don't understand what you mean, mom is..."

"Stop, please stop," Mu Shihai said with nausea, "It's too dirty to say such a beautiful title from your mouth."

"Ah yes,"

Mu Shihai smiled slightly, showing malicious intent: "Say hello to me and your cheap nephew;"

"Ask him, how does it feel to have a broken arm or a broken leg? Which one do you like better than opening your head?"

"You! I knew it was you!" The loving mother's face was torn off suddenly, and the resentment surfaced on her face: "You did it!"

"What did I do?" Mu Shihai smiled brighter, and the cruelty left by the abyss could not be seen on his young and handsome face: "When he was beaten, I was just staying in the school you carefully selected for me. ;"

"If there is no evidence, don't spout blood;"

With a hidden knife in his smile, his words were poisonous: "Ms. Yin, you taught me this by hand."

The woman's face suddenly turned pale. This face, which she had hated day and night for 12 years, was like a bloody thorn in her heart. She just wanted to crush him and drive him to death.Back then, I shouldn't have softened my heart!It should be eradicated!

"I guess you're regretting now, why didn't you burn me to death with the high fever when you were seven years old?" Mu Shihai put away his smile and slowly approached, whispering softly into Yin Zhimei's ear, his voice was so gentle that it was about to drip water, but Yin Zhimei I shuddered, the voice seemed to come from a ghostly hell, and the fangs were as bloody as a Shura ghost: "But it's a pity,"

"You won't get another chance."

"Mrs. Mu, don't be angry,"

"Next week, I will entrust you to manage my birthday party."

"After all, we are loving mothers and filial sons."

Yin Zhimei was a little crazy, and many fragments flashed through her mind intermittently. In her memory, the child who was locked in the attic by her and would only squat in the corner shivering overlapped with the gloomy and crazy boy in front of her, and finally shouted at Mu Shihai in a hysterical breakdown: "You are You bastard! Why don't you die!"

The sandalwood red door was locked tightly, and Mu Shihai's deep voice came from behind the door: "Don't worry;"

"You can live well, and I will live a long life."