Huang Dan was back.

The winter rain continued, the rainwater overflowed the window sill, flowed along the cold wall, and made a ticking sound when it touched the ground. The desk lamp was on, and the light was still warm.

Huang Dan was sitting in front of the table, holding a 2B pencil in his hand, and the pencil dust on his right hand near the little finger was still there. He sat on the chair without moving, but ten years had passed in seconds.

This kind of experience cannot be shared with others. It will definitely receive strange looks and be regarded as schizophrenic, and will be suggested to see a doctor in a pitiful and sympathetic attitude, sooner the better and also say a few words of comfort like don’t worry, cooperate with treatment, it will get better.

Huang Dan’s eyelids moved, his eyes felt dry and uncomfortable.

The sketchbook on the table was spread out, and the portrait was drawn on the paper, the outline was thinned by two-thirds, and the edges and corners were sharp.

Huang Dan threw the pencil casually, and wiped his face regardless of the pencil dust on his hand, leaned back against the back of the chair, closed his eyelids, and his whole body exuded an unspeakable loneliness.

Everything started from the inexplicable time travel.

At first, Huang Dan thought it was just an episode, a dream, which is insignificant. It is okay to complete the task and then return, don’t need to worry about it. He is in control of his life, and a person who likes to plan the road ahead, just like the design drawings draw by pen are rigorous and demanding, and no line is allowed to have a slight deviation.

Even if a little trace is left unintentionally, Huang Dan will quickly discover it and wipe it off without hesitation.

So Huang Dan thought that after he came back, his life would move forward without any changes, but he was wrong, and felt this way for the first time in his life.

Human emotions are accumulated one after another.

When Huang Dan reacts, the accumulated emotions have already suppressed him, and he will always be suppressed, unable to push away, unable to move, and can only embrace.

Huang Dan kicked off the slippers, put his legs up, and hugged them in his arms. He drooped his head, lacking energy, but he didn’t want to sleep.

Can I still meet? Will there be another crossing?

Huang Dan didn’t know that the beginning and end of this time-traveling story were never under his control. For him, every reunion was an unexpected surprise.

As for each farewell, Huang Dan’s mood is indescribable, he doesn’t know if there will be another time to see each other again.

After a long time, Huang Dan picked up the pencil again, and glanced at the drawing in the sketchbook. The man’s brows were slightly frowned and his eyebrows were sharp as if he wanted to teach him a lesson. His eyes were drawn into double eyelids. A small mistake before crossing.

Huang Dan remembered that he saw Zhou Jiaojiao’s hand when he was looking for an eraser.

After sorting out his thoughts, Huang Dan took an eraser beside him and erased the two extra lines on the man’s eyelids. He adjusted his sitting posture and continued to draw seriously.

It was almost midnight when the portrait was completed.

Huang Dan closed the sketchbook and put it in the drawer. Without his order, the housekeeper would not touch his things, and it has been like this since childhood.

After leaving the study and returning to the bedroom, Huang Dan didn’t lie down on the bed immediately. He went to the bathroom to wash his hands with soap, and the water that flowed into the sink was mixed with pencil dust, splashing all over the place.

Huang Dan looked up at the wide mirror in front of him, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and the person in the mirror was smiling.

He can laugh without needing a simulated reference object. Although it still can’t be expressed more naturally. But compared with before, it is not so blunt, and the fakeness can be seen at a glance.

Huang Dan raised his wet hand and stroked back the black hair on his forehead. He looked at his face, which didn’t match his age. He would inevitably be talked about at the class reunion tomorrow.

Standing in front of the mirror for a while, Huang Dan cleaned up the sink and went out. He was about to take out the bottle of wine from the liquor cabinet in the living room, but as soon as he walked into the living room, he alarmed the housekeeper who had an exceptionally keen sense.

The light in the living room suddenly turned on, and Huang Dan squinted his eyes.

Song Min was wearing black long clothes and trousers, and the white hairs on his temples became more and more obvious. He asked in surprise, “Master, it’s so late, and you haven’t slept yet?”

Huang Dan said, “I have insomnia.”

He was unaware of the depression in his voice, and there was a bit of helplessness and grievance, like a child who encountered something that bothered him and could solve it no matter what, and was crying to his parents.

The surprise in Song Min’s eyes was even stronger. He came closer and tidied up the young man’s turned up cuffs, “Did you drink the milk?”

Huang Dan said, “After drinking, I still can’t fall asleep.”

Song Min frowned, his deep-featured face would look stern because of this movement, but his tone was very calm when he spoke, and even sounded doting, “Master is hungry or thirsty?”

Huang Dan said he was thirsty, “Go to the liquor cabinet and get me a bottle of Lafite.”

He remembered what time it was now, and he didn’t have time to sober up, “Forget it, better get me a glass of boiling water.”

Song Min didn’t say anything, just rolled up his sleeves, his exposed arm muscles were tense, he took a lemon from the refrigerator to the kitchen, and when the temperature of the water in the cup was right, he cut the lemon open and put two slices in.

Standing on the balcony, Huang Dan opened half of the glass facing him, and a damp and cold air came to his face. In his field of vision, the rain curtain was entangled with the night, which could not be distinguished in a short time.

The shoulders sank, a coat was put on, Huang Dan sneezed, and turned back to the living room.

Song Min closed the glass window tightly. He looked at the black-haired young man nestled on the sofa. The lines between his eyebrows did not disappear, but deepened.

Huang Dan took a sip of lemonade, pressed his coat on his body, and his nightgown was a bit messy, but he didn’t care. He changed channels with the remote control in every possible way, feeling that time passed very slowly tonight.

Song Min brought a pair of gray cotton socks from the bedroom, bent his back slightly, held one of the young man’s feet, rubbed his cold toes with his palm, put on the socks for him, and carefully pulled the sock up, and grabbed another one.

During the whole process, Song Min didn’t say a word, as if he was doing what he should do, and didn’t think there was any problem.

Huang Dan didn’t say a word, his eyes fell on the TV screen, and he tuned it from the beginning to the end, but he couldn’t find the channel he was interested in. Most of them were reruns of TV series, “Is there no news after midnight?”

Song Min said, “Maybe.”

Huang Dan knew that the housekeeper was usually asleep and didn’t know the TV program at this time, so he put down the remote control and drank water in silence.

Song Min walked behind the young man and rubbed his temples on both sides.

After all, he was the child he raised with his own hands. After spending decades together day and night, Song Min knew the habits of the young man like the palm of his hand. The strength in his hands is neither light nor heavy, and he presses and rubs with his fingertips.

There was a comfortable sound in Huang Dan’s breath, and he put down the water glass, his eyelids gradually drooping.

In a daze, a voice rang in Huang Dan’s ear, calling him master, but his consciousness couldn’t come up, and he couldn’t respond.

At half past six in the morning, Song Min knocked on the door.

Huang Dan didn’t know when he fell asleep last night, and when he was helped to the bed in the bedroom by the housekeeper, he woke up when he heard the knock on the door, and he had a splitting headache, which meant that he didn’t have enough sleep time.

This is something he has never experienced in the original world before.

After lying on the bed for less than five minutes, Huang Dan changed out of his nightgown and went to the bathroom to wash up.

The gramophone in the living room plays old songs, babbling, the sound quality is full and pleasant, and each song contains the unique charm of that era.

Huang Dan spat out the toothpaste foam, turned on the faucet and flushed it. He listened to the old songs, and he heard a different feeling from the past. It seemed that life was placed in a huge container, and the impurities would settle down, and the rest were pure pieces. When Huang Dan came out, the record was changed to a foreign ballad.

Song Min would go to buy groceries early in the morning and make breakfast when he came back. He was good at both Chinese and Western food. He would read a newspaper of the day after finishing what he was doing, and wait for ten minutes before calling for people to get up.

Every day is the same.

Huang Dan never liked egg whites since he was a child. There were two egg yolks on his plate. In front of him was a bowl of millet porridge, several plates of delicious side dishes, and a stack of steaming crab roe buns.

Song Min found that the young man’s spirit was not very good, and he looked absent-minded, “Master, is there something on your mind?”

Huang Dan didn’t hide it, and admitted it bluntly, “Yes.”

Song Min made a gesture of listening.

Huang Dan pushed the half bowl of porridge forward, put down his chopsticks and asked, “Have you ever liked anyone?”

Song Min suspected that he heard it wrong, “Huh?”

Huang Dan wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and just as soon as he got up, he pinched another one, “It’s been so many years, in my memory, I have never seen you invite friends or relatives to home, nor have you had too much contact with the outside world. You are always alone, will you be lonely?”

Song Min said, “No.”

Huang Dan looked over, “Why?”

Song Min lowered his eyes, his face was serious and rigid, “Because master is here.”

Huang Dan’s eyes fell on the white hairs on the temples of the man, “When I was studying, I went to school during the day, and when I came back, I would have a meal, and then go to the study. I was either reading or doing homework. After graduation, I would go to work during the day and I would go to study after dinner in the evening. I also deal with my own affairs on weekends, we have very little time to communicate at the end of the day.”

Song Min said, “It’s enough.”

If it was Huang Dan who hadn’t experienced time travel, he wouldn’t even know how to ask, because he didn’t know what loneliness was, and he wouldn’t care about others, but now that he asked, he couldn’t understand the answers he heard.

Song Min’s voice didn’t fluctuate, “Master has someone he likes?”

Huang Dan still didn’t hide it this time, he nodded, “Well, I have someone I like.”

Song Min raised his eyelids, and then lowered them again. He seemed to be an old father, worried that the child who had grown up in his hands would be deceived and hurt himself when he fell in love for the first time. “Then does she like the master?”

Huang Dan said, “He likes me too.”

Song Min raised his eyelids again, but did not lower them, but stopped on the side of the young man’s face, “Consensus is a rare fate, Master can find a time to invite the people to home.”

Huang Dan stopped talking.

Song Min said, “If it is inconvenient for the lady, Master, can wait until there is a suitable opportunity to mention it. Don’t let the other party feel uncomfortable during their relationship with you.”

Woman? Huang Dan frowned, “He and I are the same.”

Song Min asked, “Master, what did you say?”

Huang Dan smiled, “The person I like is a man.”

Song Min’s pupils shrank, and no idea if it was because of the smile on the young man’s lips, or because he liked men.

Huang Dan didn’t continue this topic because he found it meaningless.

This is like talking about a dream, no matter how detailed the description is, it cannot be dragged into reality.

After a brief silence, Song Min had returned to normal. He stepped forward, about to clear the table, when the young man’s voice came to his ears, “Let me do it.”

Huang Dan found it strange that the man didn’t move, he felt novelty, “Are you stunned?”

Song Min asked, “Master never mentioned who he likes, when did he become clear about his sexual orientation?”

Huang Dan rubbed his fingers a few times. If it is the real world, it is on the road from the community to home. If it is the world that traveled through the past, it was a few lifetimes ago.

“I know what you’re suspecting, but it can’t be wrong.”

Song Min put away the bowls and chopsticks, “Master, go to the living room and rest.”

Huang Dan was sure that the housekeeper was angry. He glanced at him, but said nothing.

The premise of asking someone to come to the house is to know where the person is and whether there is such a person. At present, Huang Dan has no idea.

The class reunion was at 3:00 in the afternoon, and it was only after 8:00 in the morning. The group was already busy chatting about cosmetics, projects, real estate, stocks, luxury accessories, family, pets, children……everything.

Don’t know who started it first, throwing out the trivial matter of first love, and in the gaps of various emoticons, laughing at each other for the stupid time of being who is crazy about whom.

When Huang Dan opened the group, there was a lot of chatter in the group, and two women were talking about him wantonly, not caring about him as the person involved.

Those people changed the title to their real names in the group. Huang Dan looked at it, and saw only one or two individual numbers, but he didn’t know who the others were.

Qian Meng: The young master’s love letters can be sold by the catty. If I were him, I would put all the love letters in sacks and sell them after graduation. No matter what, I can sell them for the price of a cup of milk tea.

Chen Yan: People who have never written a love letter do not know how difficult it is to write a love letter. Really, if there is a typo, you have to throw it away and write it again. After writing, you will check it several times. It is much more serious than writing a composition, and it will be read out stupidly.

Qian Meng: Exactly! who didn’t do this back then.

Chen Yan: The young master probably hasn’t even opened a single love letter. The people who like him are so pitiful. They are not as good-looking as him, and their grades are not as good as his. After finally mustering up the courage to confess and being rejected, receiving critical damage is a trivial matter. Maybe it will leave psychological trauma, and the inferiority complex goes to the bone. Fortunately, I have my family’s baby

Qian Meng: Baby? Still see him every day, and then don’t we know who changed the face of Zhuangzi, Confucius, and Lao Tze into the young master. When we were in class, lay down and looked at the back of his head, there was a longing to see.

Chen Yan threw over a poop emoticon: I’m going, want to die ah, you, wait, see you this afternoon!

There were a few deeply touched people in the group. They didn’t laugh at Chen Yan, but recalled each other’s dreams when they were young. Every punctuation mark contained a sense of “we are the same people in the world”.

Men couldn’t stand it, and said sourly what’s so good about the young master, and he cried every now and then, isn’t it just because he looks more beautiful and studies better? What’s the big deal?

There are a few prominent people who are called bosses. They said to see in the afternoon where the young master hangs out, which area he lives in, and what kind of car he is driving. It is obvious that he wants to take the opportunity to show off his prestige. There is no hatred, but there must be some resentment. How can you not resent it? The person you like chasing after the opponent’s butt, but to being treated as air.

Class reunions don’t happen every year, and the young master is even more unpredictable. It’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to catch him, and will never let it go easily, and won’t stop until he gets drunk.

The girls in the group were flooded with the emoji “I don’t talk, I just watch you pretend to be aggressive”.

Wu Fang: The young master wouldn’t be spying, is he?

This time everyone has the same idea, saying that it is impossible, don’t worry.

Even if they were killed, they would not believe that the person involved was really spying in the group.

Huang Dan took a sip of red wine from his glass, and slid his fingertips on the phone screen. He changed, and now he is watching this kind of useless group chat. It was obviously a waste of time, but he still watched it.

The phone rang, it was an unfamiliar number, Huang Dan didn’t answer, and it was only after the second ring that he answered, “Hello.”

There was no sound from that end.

Huang Dan looked at the phone screen, it showed that he was on a call, he asked again, still in an emotionless voice, “Who are you looking for?”

The beeping sound came to the ear, and the other party hung up.

Huang Dan didn’t care about it, he just thought it was someone’s wrong dialing, he cleared the call log as usual, threw the phone on the sofa, and went to the study to find a book and nestled in the corner to read it.

Song Min looked at the mobile phone on the sofa, but didn’t touch it. He took the vacuum cleaner to clean it.

Huang Dan was reading a book, when he heard a sound suddenly, he immediately put down the book and walked out of the study, and saw the man picking up the glass shards on the floor.

Song Min said, “The cup is broken. Master, don’t come here.”

Huang Dan didn’t leave, and stood watching the man sweep the pieces into the dustpan piece by piece. Strangely, why did it feel that he’s worried? Didn’t he come back last night?

Song Min tidied up very carefully, even moving the sofa away, for fear that there might be a small piece that he didn’t find.

Huang Dan’s cell phone rang again. It was a colleague from the office. He walked to the study room, discussing with him the modification of the drawings.

After eating, Huang Dan took a half-hour nap, checked the time, washed his face and was ready to go.

Coming back from last night until now, Huang Dan is still at home. He thought to himself that the time-traveling journey should be over. Life must go on, and work is also busy. He just took over a project, and he may have to go on a business trip next month.

It’s good to be busy, no time to be cranky.

Huang Dan’s thoughts came back, the glass of warm water had bottomed out, he put the glass on the table, his head hurt a little, maybe he had a cold.

Song Min took out the well-pressed suit and handed it over, “Master, do you need to take the temperature?”

“No fever, I’ll be fine after I come back and sleep.”

Huang Dan changed into his suit and stood in front of the full-length mirror buttoning up one by one. He finished buttoning the top one, straightened the collar of his shirt, and took the tie from the housekeeper.

Song Min smoothed the fine wrinkles of his neckline, “Master will come back for dinner tonight?”

Huang Dan said, “I will come back.”

The old classmate said on the phone that they would play all night, but he couldn’t do it, he couldn’t go crazy.

Song Min went to the balcony to get the leather shoes, put the insoles in, and made sure they were all flat, then squatted down and put them on for him.

Huang Dan looked at the man’s bent back, “When I was three or four years old, you held me on your lap and helped me put on my shoes. When I was a teenager, you squatted to help me put on my shoes. Now I am two years away from turning thirty, and you still put on my shoes, and you’ve been treating me like a child, so I won’t grow up.”

Song Min didn’t make any response, as if it was a matter of course.

Huang Dan waited for the man to stand up, straighten his body, and when he was a head taller than himself, he raised his hand to touch the man’s temple, “You are old.”

Song Min put the coat on for the young man.

Huang Dan saw him tidying his coat, pursed his lips and said, “I thought that in life, as long as you have a clear goal and complete it smoothly, that’s enough. I didn’t realize that there are many things I didn’t do well until now. I see you every morning and evening, but I don’t even know when you get0 old.”

Listening to the young man’s reflective tone, Song Min’s forehead twitched slightly. It was not relief, but anger, as if he was extremely disgusted with the person who taught the other party to grow up. He opened the door for the other party without saying a word.

“Drive slowly on the road.”

Huang Dan tucked his chin into the scarf and went out with the car keys in his hand, “I’ll come back and cook dinner tonight.”

The door was closed, and Song Min was still standing there motionless, not coming back to his senses for a long time.

Just when Huang Dan drove the car out of the community, an old classmate’s Weibo was updated. The photo showed a large rose garden and a castle behind it, with three words: I have reached.

The group was originally reporting the itinerary, departure, where to go, how long it will take to arrive, and whether other’s have arrived, etc. After Weibo updated, it exploded all of a sudden, and they were all talking about the person who came back from abroad.

It may be the friendship they had when they were teenagers, which is different from the ones they came into contact with after work. Without those worries and calculations, they all still turned a blind eye and looked carefree. To be honest, they really didn’t expect that ruffian who was among the last three in the past, and was best in fighting and skipping classes would turn into a hot golden bachelor after many years.

Or why there is a saying called “Thirty years of Hedong, thirty years of Hexi”, this is only a little over one-tenth of thirty years, and a huge change has taken place.
(T/N* Thirty years of Hedong, Thirty years of Hexi = up and downs of life)

However, the person concerned didn’t respond. It seemed that he was just bored and posted on Weibo casually.

On weekends, there is a little traffic jam on the road.

Huang Dan was waiting at the red light at the crossroads, and the song “Ten Years” was in the car. His state of mind was indescribable. After thinking about it, he turned it off, for fear of accidents and harming himself and others if he didn’t pay attention.

Everyone gathered at the tea house, had an afternoon tea, and then went to the following program. Some brought their family members, and some went with the mentality of reviving old feelings. Each had their own thoughts.

Half an hour later, Huang Dan parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car, and walked to the supermarket not far ahead.

There are very few people in the supermarket, only two or three are wandering in front of the shelves, either because of difficulty in choosing, or whether they can buy or not.

When Huang Dan buys things, he always thinks about it first. In the past, he just bought it and left. He would not waste time when choosing. He went into the supermarket and took what he wanted, a bottle of mineral water, a bottle of green tea, and a box of chewing gum. There was a fifty bill in the wallet.

The clerk at the counter was a little girl, and she asked if he needed a bag.

Huang Dan said he wanted one.

The little girl put the water and chewing gum into the bag. She took the 50 bills, squeezed them to check if they were true or false, said to wait a moment, then lowered her head to find a handful of change in the drawer.

Huang Dan lowered his eyes to pick it up, and instead of a little girl’s voice, it was a heavy voice, “This is 10,000, as long as you catch Director Nie’s indiscreet behavior within a month, and tell me as soon as possible, you will still have half of it after it’s done.”

Following the sound, there was something extra in Huang Dan’s hand, not a handful of change, but a long object wrapped in newspaper.

Huang Dan was stunned.

He thought he would never travel again, but he didn’t expect another.

“Why, have you never seen so much money?”

A man in a dark purple suit folded his legs, holding a cigar in his hand, “You work hard, do things beautifully, keep your mouth shut, don’t be stupid, everyone will live in peace, this money can make you walk sideways in T city for a while.”

Huang Dan glanced around and found himself in a car, probably out of secrecy, the driver in front was not there, apart from him, there was only a man in a suit beside him in the car.

With pain in the back of his hand, Huang Dan’s nerve endings trembled violently.

The man’s hand used force and crushed the cigar hard on his hand, “The elders in the family didn’t educate you? When the elders are talking to you, don’t get distracted?”

Huang Dan withdrew his hand, the place where the cigar was burned was burning hot, and he cried in pain.

When the man saw the young man crying, he was stunned for a few seconds, with a look of boredom on his face, he waved his hand like chasing flies, “Take the money and get out!”

As soon as Huang Dan opened the door and got out of the car, the driver not far away was called back, and the Audi next to him drove away.

The pain was so intense that Huang Dan couldn’t think. He went to squat under the sycamore tree, the veins on his neck were protruding, his lips were trembling, and he couldn’t stop crying, it was too painful.

A young woman passed by on a bicycle, and she stopped when she saw it, “Comrade, what’s wrong with you, is it critical?”

Huang Dan shook his head and said it was okay.

The young woman fumbled inside her coat, and passed a handkerchief over, “Look at you, the snot is coming out, wipe it off.”

Huang Dan didn’t bother, took the handkerchief and thanked her, and turned his head to twist his nose.

Leaning on the bicycle, the young woman stretched out her hand to straighten her shoulder-length short hair, and looked curiously at the crying young man. After a closer look, she felt a little familiar, and when she looked again, she recognized the youngest of the Chen family.

This person has no skills, so he will cause trouble, causing his DaGe to lose his spot in the Hongxing Factory, and his ErJie was laughed at in the art troupe for a long time. (ErJie= Second older sister)

Seeing the young man wiping his nose and tears with the handkerchief, the young woman said angrily, “Give me my handkerchief!”

Huang Dan didn’t hear clearly, he raised his head and looked over with teary eyes, “What?”

The young woman saw the young man crying miserably, and was probably beaten by someone. Damn it, she bit her lip, her handkerchief was so dirty, she didn’t want it anymore, so she pedaled the bicycle without saying a word and left without turning her head.

Huang Dan squatted on the ground and cried for a long time before recovering. He folded the handkerchiefs covered with snot and tears, and it could still be used after washing.

The wind blows up the sycamore leaves, and dances in the air with the dust, regardless of the life and death of others.

The road here is very wide, with no end in sight. After the young woman left just now, there were no vehicles, not even a stray cat or dog looking for food.

Huang Dan took a breath, and he opened the newspaper at his feet. Inside was a stack of one hundred banknotes, all new money, with four faces on it.

“Mr. System, are you there?”

System, “He’s not here.”

Huang Dan rewrapped the newspaper and stood up with the money, “Is that Mr. Lu?”

System, “It’s Lu.”

Huang Dan and Mr. Lu have already met in the world they traveled to last time. Although they have not reached the relationship of friends, they have a sense of security. He doesn’t know how that sense of security comes from.

It may be that a business-like person has no doubts about his ability and will not make any mistakes.

System said, “Host Huang, now please accept this mission.”

Huang Dan said yes, and a task screen appeared in front of him out of thin air, “Why is there a seal?”

System, “It is the signature of the mission issuer.”

Huang Dan said, “It was not before.”

System, “The task issuer this time is a veteran cadre, and his style of work is quite different.”

Huang Dan，“……”

He looked at the task screen again, and moved his eyes from the seal to the text.

【Nie Wenyuan’s fury: Not long after I was transferred to the Hongxing Factory last month, my niece Xiaowei was found in the grass by the roadside. Her body was defiled, she was greatly stimulated, and she was unconscious Now, I want to know who did it.】

Not long after Huang Dan finished reading, the task screen disappeared.

System, “All the memories about the original owner have been transferred. Host Huang, please contact Lu at any time if you have any questions.”

“I will, thanks.”

Huang Dan sorted out the memories while receiving the memories in his head. The owner of this body was Chen Yu. He was twenty-one years old and had never studied. He had just returned from two years of labor reform a few months ago.

In two years, T City has developed a lot. The original owner’s Gege and Jiejie are all knowledgeable. One has gone to college and is very educated, and the other can dance. Everyone knows that sooner or later they will jump to B City, but he is the only one who can’t fart. He will just find a group of friends to eat and drink all day long.

The original owner was the youngest in the family, spoiled and unruly, he liked to steal this and that since he was a child, and even stole the family’s money, he was caught every time he stole, and he would steal again after the beating, and he would not change after repeated admonitions.

On the day the original owner committed a crime with a few friends and was caught and arrested, his father had a stroke. When he came out of prison, his father had already moved from his home to the grave.

The original owner was fooled into opening a bar with someone else. He had no money on hand, so he was taken advantage of by the man in the suit and planned to help him deceive Director Nie, the person who issued the mission, Nie Wenyuan, his Jiujiu.
(Jiujiu= uncle from mother’s side)

Nie Wenyuan is Didi of the original owner’s mother, not blood relation, but an old friend’s child. Because something happened to the old friend’s family, they didn’t come forward to help, but pushed them behind their backs. After the matter came to an end, they couldn’t bear it in their conscience, so they adopted the child of the old friend.

Hongxing Factory is a piece of meat and hot potato, the original owner’s Ge is a college student, it is very difficult to get a place, and was disturbed by the original owner.

Nie Wenyuan is the newly appointed director. As many people want to curry favor with him, as many people see him as a thorn in their side. There are thorns on that seat, and it is very difficult to sit in. If one is not careful, they will stab themselves.

Huang Dan searched the original owner’s memory, and found out that the man in the suit was Wang Ming, a wealthy businessman in T city, who had a grudge against Nie Wenyuan, and he was the first one among the people who wanted to ruin his reputation.

In this day and age, a person’s style of work is very important. If there is a slight problem, you will be cast aside and unable to lift your head, no different from a rat crossing the street.

So if anyone wants to bring Nie Wenyuan down, they have to start with his working style.

This kind of thing can only be done by someone who can get in touch with Nie Wenyuan. The original owner is his nephew after all. He has thick skin and it is not difficult if work hard.

As for the Xiaowei mentioned in the mission, she is the daughter of the original owner’s mother’s Meimei. She is the closest to Nie Wenyuan among all the juniors. She is a cute little girl who is not yet an adult.

Huang Dan paused the work of sorting memory, he looked down at his clothes, a white shirt outside the white vest, which was casually opened, and underneath was a pair of navy blue trousers, without a belt, and they were baggy, giving off a sense of decadence.

He doesn’t understand the fashion that the original owner pursues.

It was August, and Huang Dan didn’t smell the fragrance of sycamore. He only felt the dust sticking to his mouth and nose, which was very uncomfortable. This place was very remote. He knew where it was from the memory of the original owner, but he didn’t know how to get back.

Huang Dan squatted back under the tree. After thinking for a while, he took off his white shirt, stuffed the money and the newspaper into it, and held it in his arms.

In his original world, this amount of money is far from enough for a month’s salary, but here, ten thousand is not just ten thousand, and it must be quite a few times worth.

As the sun set, a large expanse of burning red spread out, making Huang Dan’s face reddened.

Huang Dan stood up and moved his hands and feet, and a surprised voice sounded from behind, “Xiao Yu, why are you here?”

He hurriedly turned around and realized that the person coming was his neighbor, Ma Dabo, who had been taking good care of the original owner’s family, especially after the original owner’s father passed away, he would run home every two days. (Dabo=uncle/ mother’s brother in law)

After thinking about it, Huang Dan made an excuse, “I made an appointment here with someone, but he didn’t come.”

Ma Dabo pushed his bicycle closer, “Haven’t come yet, must have been delayed by something, go back quickly, your mother is looking for you in front of and behind the house!”

Seeing that the young man didn’t respond, he stretched out his hand and patted him, “Why are you so stupid? Although Dabo is old, he is in good health. There will be no problem in taking you. Come up.”

Huang Dan sat on the back seat of the bicycle.

Speaking of which, this is his first time riding a bicycle. It is a lie to say that it is not fresh, and it is also a lie to say that the buttocks are not hurting.

Ma Dabo glanced at the clothes in the young man’s arms, “Xiao Yu, it’s cold at night, put on your clothes, hold the back with your hands, don’t fall.”

Huang Dan said it was hot to put on, “It’s fine.”

Ma Dabo watched young people grow up, so he knew that other people would not listen to persuasion, so he didn’t say anything. He stepped on a bicycle and rode forward against the setting sun.

Huang Dan soon knew that Ma Dabo was bragging, “Dabo, let me ride.”

Ma Dabo was out of breath, sweating profusely, and said loudly, “This hillside is difficult to ride, you, you can’t ride it.”

Huang Dan said, “Let’s take turns riding, so we can take it easy.”

Ma Dabo obediently gave the bicycle as soon as he thought about it. He wiped the sweat off his face with his coat. His neck and face were red from the heat, and he said embarrassingly, “Xiao Yu, don’t tell your mother about this when you go back. Letting her know that Dabo can’t even take you with him, so she can’t laugh at Dabo to death.”

Huang Dan agreed.

He doesn’t know how to ride a bike, but the original owner can. When he holds the front of the bike with his hands and steps on the pedals, his body’s center of gravity is adjusted at the same time.

A section of the road on the hillside made Huang Dan tired and covered in sweat, almost as if he had fished it out of the water. He blinked, and a drop of sweat dripped from his eyelashes, “Dabo, I can’t do it.”

If you can’t, just say no, Huang Dan will not die and suffer.

Ma Dabo’s chest heaved, he hadn’t calmed down enough, “Go over there and rest for a while.”

The old and the young sat on the ground panting, sweating profusely.

Huang Dan’s money was in the bicycle basket, which was so tattered that it could barely hold it.

After resting for a while, the two hurried on their way again.

Slowly, other vehicles appeared. Occasionally, a car passed by with exhaust fumes, caught in the queue of bicycles, very eye-catching.

That is a sign of development.

Huang Dan returned to the residence, greeted Ma Dabo and entered the door. As soon as he crossed the threshold of the main room, he heard singing from the curtained room on the left.

“You are the wind, I am the sand, lingering to the end of the world……”

Don’t know which TV series started airing.

Huang Dan didn’t stay long, he first went to the original owner’s room based on his memory, quickly took off the shirt outside, stuffed the newspaper and money under the bed, and dragged out the broken leather box inside to block it for safety.

After ensuring that it would not be discovered, Huang Dan buried his sweaty face in his shirt, wiped it vigorously, and threw it at the end of the bed. He went to the room on the left and found two men and a woman inside.

The woman is the ErJie of the original owner, Chen Xiaorou. She has long hair trailing over her shoulder. She wore a floral dress and a white sweater outside, appearing gentle and dignified, with a good temperament.

Chen Xiaorou had her face towards a small 14-inch color TV, which was playing a court drama, shouting something about Emperor Ama, she watched it with gusto.

Huang Dan looked at the two men. The young one was the original owner’s DaGe Chen Fei. He was tall and burly, with a good-looking appearance. The man next to him was the original owner’s Jiujiu, Nie Wenyuan, with his shirt tucked into his trousers, standing with his back facing him. His hair was shaved very short, with the back rubbed up, his neck was slender, and his figure was tall and straight.

Sensing Huang Dan’s gaze, Nie Wenyuan turned his head. He has peach blossomed eyes on his face with deep eyebrows, and his facial features could be set off exquisitely, but because of his steady and upright temperament, anyone who took a look at him would think he was a decent person.

Huang Dan called out, “Jiujiu.”