Zhao Xiaohan, the three words are a nightmare for some people, but for some people, it is a belief.

No matter what people outside evaluate Zhao Xiaohan, at this time, Zhao Xiaohan was sitting alone on the stone outside the door, holding a cigarette in his hand, looking a little dazed and lonely. The night outside was very dark, quiet, and a little cold, with only a red cigarette butt constantly flashing in the dark.

"Zhao Xiaohan, autumn pants, autumn pants, I've told you a hundred times. Why don't you know how to wear autumn pants?"

"Mom, do you know what it means to not be warm for the sake of demeanor? I call demeanor."

"You are so cold, come here and put on your autumn pants!"

“Not wearing it!”

"Believe it or not, this afternoon's pocket money was cancelled?"

"No, I'll wear it!"

When he was twelve years old, Zhao Xiaohan once made Zhao Guizhi slapped the butt hard because he didn't wear long pants. Finally, Zhao Xiaohan obediently put on long pants. Although he was very unhappy and dissatisfied, how could he look handsome in front of girls with such thick long pants?

"Xiaohan, when can you find a daughter-in-law for your mother? Mom is thinking about being a grandma. If you have a child in the future, how about mom taking care of you?"

"Mom, I just graduated from high school and you are thinking about being a grandma. Would you be too anxious?"

"What do you know? Mom has no wish in her life. Her biggest wish is to see you marry a virtuous wife and give birth to a fat boy. When my mother gets old, she will take care of your children at home, just like when she was a child. If she is as naughty as you, she will have a headache again."

"Mom, don't worry, if my son doesn't listen to you in the future, I will spank him for you!"

"You hit my grandson, I hit you!"

"Mom, am I your son?"

This was the year when Zhao Xiaohan graduated from high school. When he received the admission letter, the mother and son were talking in the living room, sitting on the stone outside the door. The scene of that year seemed to vaguely flashed in front of him. He was just an ordinary student that year. In order to collect the university tuition, Zhao Guizhi used up all her savings.

"Mom, why do you have white hair? I'll pull it out for you."

"Forget it, when people get older, they have more white hair, and they can't pull out all the white hair."

"Mom, I will make a lot of money in the future. I will buy you a big house and let you live your life."

"No need, as long as you can be safe and safe, mom will be happy. It doesn't matter how much money you make, what's important is that you can be safe and healthy."

"mom……"

This year, Zhao Xiaohan's third year in college, was also the year before he met the old military doctor. That year, he found that his mother had unknowingly had a few more snow-white silver threads. When he heard Zhao Guizhi say that his mother was old, Zhao Xiaohan's heart suddenly felt sad.

Before he knew it, he had been graduating from college for more than two years. In the past two years, his life has undergone earth-shaking changes because of an old military doctor. The cowhides he brags when he was a child have also been realized bit by bit. Even he didn't dare to brag about cowhides when he was a child. Now, he has done it.

However, when he did all this, he found that Zhao Guizhi was gone.

If he could choose, he would rather choose nothing. He would rather choose to be an ordinary person. He would rather give up everything and stay with Zhao Guizhi.

A cigarette was already finished smoking before he knew it. When the cigarette butt burned his fingers, Zhao Xiaohan just woke up. A cigarette had finished smoking. When he reached out and subconsciously touched the cigarette in his pocket, a cigarette had already appeared in front of him. He raised his head and A Niu had handed him a cigarette again.

Looking at the cigarette handed over by A Niu, Zhao Xiaohan took it, lit it, and took another sip. Zhao Xiaohan's thoughts were a little messy. Although he already knew who the person behind him was, he could not find where the other party was, nor did he know where Zhao Guizhi was.

She will definitely be uncomfortable in a strange place alone, right?

"Aniu, call Kunzi and Agou, ask them to go to the police station, and get all the news related to Xiao Yingxiong. I will have it tonight."

After being silent for a long time, Zhao Xiaohan finally spoke, his voice still was as hoarse as ever. When he heard Zhao Xiaohan's hoarse voice, Aniu's heart suddenly tightened, then nodded, turned around, picked up the phone and called Agou's phone: "Brother Agou, Brother Han wants all the information from Xiao Yingxiong, you go to the police station right now."

When A Niu was making a phone call, Zhao Xiaohan's cell phone ringing suddenly rang. When he heard the phone ringing, Zhao Xiaohan raised his eyebrows and hurriedly took out the phone, but Xia Xiaotian's name was displayed on the phone.

Xia Xiaotian, what did he call himself?

"Why are you going back to your hometown in a panic?" As soon as you answered the phone, you heard Xia Xiaotian's teasing voice. After hearing Xia Xiaotian's words, Zhao Xiaohan was silent for a few seconds and said, "Something happened at home."

"Why did your voice become like this?" Xia Xiaotian was obviously startled when he heard Zhao Xiaohan's hoarse voice as if it was torn. Listening to Xia Xiaotian's surprised voice, Zhao Xiaohan sighed softly and said, "Is there anything you have to ask me for? If it's okay, let's talk about it another day. I'm not in a good mood today."

"Can I make you feel good, believe it?" Suddenly, Xia Xiaotian said something. When he heard this, Zhao Xiaohan's eyes suddenly narrowed, but he raised his eyebrows and said, "What method are you going to use?"

"Use my method." Xia Xiaotian's laughter came from the other end of the phone. A few seconds later, his voice rang again: "You are in a bad mood, is it because of Xiao Yingxiong?"

"Do you know Xiao Yingxiong?" When he heard this, Zhao Xiaohan stood up from the ground. He asked many people, including Han Fei, but no one knew Xiao Yingxiong's background. When he heard Xia Xiaotian speak the three words Xiao Yingxiong, Zhao Xiaohan's eyes suddenly narrowed.

"Not only know each other, but also an old friend."

Xia Xiaotian's answer once again went beyond Zhao Xiaohan's expectations. Xia Xiaotian and Xiao Yingxiong are old friends. So, what happened this time, including the last time at Sun's house, is all related to Xia Xiaotian?
Chapter completed!