The sun is scorching, and the earth is baking and evaporating.
The two people in front of the small courtyard had no intention of leaving.
The old man inside the house sat down in front of the glass window. From this angle, he could see the situation outside clearly.
The TV behind the old man happened to be playing the media hotline.
"The daughter of Ye Qingcheng, the former leader of the Ye family, is about to marry into the Zhi family. It is reported that the Zhi family has given a betrothal gift of more than one billion yuan to marry..."
The voice of the anchor of the entertainment section is not as serious as the official news.
But it can also broadcast the news clearly.
The old man raised his hand, started the remote control and turned off the TV.
He stood up slowly, closed the curtains and entered the kitchen.
The entire room has all the necessary daily necessities, but it can be seen that it is a house where one person lives.
The place is very tidy and clean, without any clutter.
It can be seen that the owner is a very organized person.
From day to night, the scorching sun transforms into stars in the sky.
Jing Chu raised his hand to swat the mosquitoes on his arm. Looking at Ye Fei who had no intention of leaving in the wheelchair, he lowered his head in resignation.
I'm afraid I have to wait until tomorrow morning.
The boss obeyed the rules this time and waited for five hours.
"Boss, how about I go in and talk?" Jing Chu asked tentatively.
"Don't move." Ye Fei objected.
Jing Chu sighed, if he had known he would have eaten before coming back.
He is really hungry right now.
Moreover, dark clouds began to gather in the sky, and the wind blowing was a little heavy.
It looks like it's going to rain heavily.
"Boss, are you so sure that he will open the door?"
If this old man is really hard-hearted, they can't wait to die here.
"Some people's temperaments last a lifetime. I believe Mr. Zhou has not changed after all these years."
Even if the sun and the moon change, and the stars move, he will still be the same as before.
After a while, the door was opened from the inside,
The old man stood on the steps and looked at the two people at the door of the courtyard.
"Why are you so stubborn?"
He turned around and went back into the house, but the door was not closed.
Ye Fei signaled Jing Chu to open the door, and the latter happily pushed him into the yard.
The windows on both sides of the house are open, and the evening breeze blows in, making the house very cool without any air conditioning or cooling equipment.
After sitting down in the room, Ye Fei looked around.
All the furnishings here look old, and although they are old, they are all clean.
"Let's have something to eat."
Mr. Zhou brought out two bowls of noodles from the kitchen and placed them in front of them.
After getting Ye Fei's affirmation, Jing Chu ate hungrily.
"Let's go back after eating the noodles." Mr. Zhou sat down opposite the two of them.
Ye Fei looked at his old man, "How long have you lived here?"
Mr. Zhou smiled and said, "Ten years."
"You know what I came to see you for."
If I didn't know, I wouldn't have this attitude.
Mr. Zhou opened the book in his hand and turned on the desk lamp beside him, "Don't be too persistent, kid. I just saw the news that you are getting married. There is nothing wrong with getting married, having children, and living an ordinary life."
Why get involved in unnecessary danger anymore.
The old man was reading a book seriously, and the only sound in the whole space was the sound of Jing Chu eating noodles.
Ye Fei stirred the noodles in the bowl with his chopsticks. These were not ordinary noodles, but noodles kneaded by hand.
"Thank you for remembering his birthday."
The old man's hand paused while turning the pages of the book.
"I know you are considering my safety, but if you are really just trying to survive, I will not return to the Ye family with such a big fanfare."
Fifteen years, she wandered outside for fifteen years.
She chose the most publicized way to return to Jiangcheng, and told the world that she was Ye Qingcheng's daughter without any hesitation.
These fifteen years have been the biggest concession she can make.
Mr. Zhou raised his hand to take off his glasses and rubbed his temples.
"You are really his child."
Just as stubborn, he refuses to listen to advice and insists on his own way.
"When I first met you, I felt that you and your father were not just old friends. It wasn't until later that I heard him call you master."
Not everyone can afford this title.
And he still calls top virus expert Zhou Tingli his master.
Ye Feina was fashionable and young and ignorant, but when I think about it now, everything seems so suspicious.
"You want to trace the truth behind your father's death, but it has been many years and all the evidence has disappeared. Even if you find the real murderer, there is not enough evidence to bring him to justice, so it is still in vain." Mr. Zhou reminded.
One sentence.
The room was quiet. Jing Chu had finished eating the noodles and sat quietly waiting.
Mr. Zhou didn't speak anymore, he just looked at her intently, his eyes filled with vicissitudes of life were clear.
"I don't need evidence."
After a while, he heard the answer from the person in front of him.
As if he was a little unsure, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
"What do you mean?"
Ye Fei raised his eyes and looked directly at the old man with a firm expression.
"I have my own rules. I don't believe in karma. I only believe that everything depends on man."
A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and the flash illuminated the determination in her eyes.
The rumble of thunder fell, and the old man's mottled eyes were filled with moisture.
Ye Fei finally ate all the noodles that were almost gone.
Jing Chu was washing dishes in the kitchen, and the sound of raindrops could be heard outside the window. The summer rain came and went quickly.
The sound of rain completely cut off the sound of the two people talking in the living room.
According to the information in their hands, Mr. Zhou was the person who had the closest contact with Ye Qingcheng before his death.
The most important thing is that after Ye Qingcheng died, he immediately announced his retirement.
The top virology expert in the world is the existence of many scientific research institutions and countries.
Such people quit scientific research and shocked the entire academic world.
How many people wrote to me to persuade me to stay, and even offered sky-high prices.
But the old man was unmoved at all. He logged out of all permissions and disappeared without leaving any information.
Before Ye Qingcheng's car accident, Ye's funds happened to be injected into a medical research institution.
Everything is not unrelated.
It’s just that we need to uncover the truth bit by bit.
"It's raining too much outside. Your legs and feet are inconvenient. Please rest here for the night." Mr. Zhou looked out the window.
"No need." Ye Fei refused, "I've been disturbing you for a long time."
Mr. Zhou wanted to say something else, but there was a knock on the door.
The old man stood up, and when he opened the door, the humid wind blew in with a blast of cold sandalwood.
The man who felt a chill all over his body nodded slightly to him.
"I'll pick her up."
Ye Fei immediately said goodbye to Mr. Zhou, "The person who picked me up will come and we will see you another day."
The wind suddenly picked up, and the trees outside the door were almost broken.
The old man stood at the door, watching the two people who were covered by umbrellas and gradually moved away.
The man was tall and could easily pick her up and protect her in a completely protective manner.
Covered by a black umbrella, even the sloping rainwater could not contaminate her at all...
Every time I write a new article, it is a process of being hit with self-doubt.