Lei Yishan said nothing and walked straight out. He walked outside for a long time, until the falling snowflakes in Rongcheng winter fell all over his shoulders.
He was still confused. At this moment, he couldn't see himself or his future clearly.
I originally thought that Chen Jinjun would be the person he would always be loyal to, but Lei Yishan also knew that he was far behind Chen Jinjun's ideas in terms of scheming and means.
For example, this time, Chen Jinjun wanted to get rid of Fujikawa, but also wanted to take the opportunity to open up Huang Ning's heart and give her an equal opportunity.
But in his own eyes, he only saw the first layer, and even went to Chen Jinjun to question it.
This is a taboo in the Qinghong Society!
Thinking of this, Lei Yishan couldn't help but clenched his fists, walked to the side and sat down under a street lamp, looking up at the pale sky. The dazzling light made him squint his eyes.
Snowflakes were still falling, but Lei Yishan ignored them and let them fall on his long eyelashes.
There was a series of footsteps getting closer and closer, and the person was standing next to Lei Yishan.
"I am fortunate enough to have met your father once." Huo Tingyu stood next to Lei Yishan and followed Lei Yishan's gaze to the sky.
Lei Yishan tilted his head towards Huo Tingyu and said in a calm tone without any fluctuation: "Commander, are you following me?"
Huo Tingyu hummed: "I'm coming to see you, I'm afraid you'll do something stupid."
"What stupid thing can I do?" There was a hint of helplessness in Lei Yishan's voice.
"Now is the critical moment. You are the knife in her hand. I don't want your knife to be sharpened at the critical moment." Huo Tingyu had something else to say.
Lei Yishan let out a long sigh and stood up: "Okay, I understand, I'll do it right now."
Huo Tingyu looked at Lei Yishan: "Sometimes, you don't need to listen to everything your father said. After all, he was in the previous Qinghong Club, and you are in the current Qinghong Club."
Lei Yishan, who was about to turn around and leave to escape all other people's voices, stopped after hearing Huo Tingyu's words, looked at Huo Tingyu, and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you."
Then, Lei Yishan walked away, leaving Huo Tingyu standing under the street lamp, watching Lei Yishan's back in the wind and snow as he left.
After a long time, Lei Yishan's figure disappeared from Huo Tingyu's sight, and Huo Tingyu raised his feet and returned along the original road.
Back in the room, Chen Jinjun lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at Huo Tingyu: "Why, can he still use it?"
"Naturally." Huo Tingyu took off his heavy cloak and also lost the cold air brought in from outside the house.
He walked to Chen Jinjun, took a sip of the still warm tea, and said softly to Chen Jinjun: "Are you still worried about what I'm doing?"
Chen Jinjun put down the book in his hand and came over to Huo Tingyu.
Huo Tingyu was startled for a moment and quickly held Chen Jinjun's chin with his hand.
"You're still cold, don't let the cold hit you." He pinched Chen Jinjun's chin carefully.
Chen Jinjun looked unconcerned and put his chin on Huo Tingyu's shoulder: "Shao Peichen is urging you to go back again."
Huo Tingyu looked unconcerned, as if Yongzhou, where Shao Peichen was located, had nothing to do with him.
"With him watching, I feel relieved," Huo Tingyu said to Chen Jinjun, "It's not easy to come to Rongcheng, and I want to spend more time with you."
Chen Jinjun looked straight at Huo Tingyu, making Huo Tingyu's ears turn red.
"But it is your Yongzhou after all. If you throw it directly to Shao Peichen, it will inevitably be a bit..." Chen Jinjun frowned and shook his head, looking at Huo Tingyu with disapproval.
"What? Even you want to drive me away?" Huo Tingyu's voice was low, and he held Chen Jinjun's hand with a slight force.
Chen Jinjun quickly shook his head: "No, it's just that school is about to start here. After school starts, I won't be able to stay here every day. Your identity is sensitive, so you can't go to the military academy with me."
Huo Tingyu nodded. He knew what Chen Jinjun said made sense, but from his own inner perspective, he was reluctant to let go of Chen Jinjun.
In the few months since Chen Jinjun left, he has accumulated too much missing, which can no longer be relieved in just a few days.
He raised his hand and gently stroked Chen Jinjun's scattered hair: "Let's wait until the first lunar month. We come all the way. It's impossible to leave so soon."
Chen Jinjun nodded: "Okay, then it's the first lunar month."
As for Fujikawa, he contacted his immediate superior in fear, fearing that if he stayed in Rongcheng for a while longer, he would be wiped out by Chen Jinjun and Chen Jinjun's men.
He can tolerate himself doing bad things, but he cannot let others be cruel to him.
Fujikawa pulled out a huge leather box from under his bed, which contained his identification certificate in Japan.
Leave Rongcheng, leave the Republic of China.
This was the only thought in Fujikawa's mind.
He casually pulled off a few pieces of close-fitting clothing and brought along the certificates and documents he thought were the most important.
Then, as if he remembered something, he fumbled around in his desk drawer and pulled out a pastry box.
Because of the nervousness, Fujikawa kept breathing heavily, and his fingers couldn't help but tremble slightly when he opened the lock of the pastry box. He opened it three times in a row before opening it.
Looking at the box full of gold cakes that were as yellow as pastries, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the heavy breathing he had just been unable to hold back eased a bit.
Fortunately, I have saved some wealth for myself over the years. When I go to Japan, even if I no longer work for Fukuyama, the gold here will be enough for me to spend my old age.
He hurriedly grabbed a few gold cakes, broke them into pieces and put them in his pocket, and put the rest in his suitcase.
After packing his things, Fujikawa came to Dou Zhun's study.
He found all Dou Zhun's documents about himself based on his memory. Thanks to his experience as Dou Zhun's housekeeper, otherwise he would not have been able to quickly find out these things that were not beneficial to him in such a hurry.
Burn it clean.
He threw the thick document into the fireplace, picked up a match and lit it.
The fire in the fireplace illuminated the dim room. Fujikawa gradually relaxed as he looked at the paper engulfed by the flames.
In this way, except for people like Chen Jinjun, no one will think of me anymore, and I can just walk away.
Thinking of this, Fujikawa took a long breath and relaxed his tense nerves slightly.
As for Dou Zhun’s body?
I can only say sorry, greedy Chief Dou.
Watching the papers in the fireplace being gradually swallowed up, Fujikawa picked up his suitcase and strode out of the house.