Many years ago, a man who was good at disguise came to this city.

He is proud, lonely, and powerful. He is an alien hidden in the human world. He possesses the most powerful violence. With that kind of power, many things are at his fingertips.

He is a man who licks blood with his sword. He has been to many cities and met many people, and may have even killed many scum.

He has seen the vastness of this world, so this small city is a constraint for him.

But due to a certain purpose, he had to stop in this small southern city.

He walked in this city like a lone wolf walking in a sheepfold. He may have had many romantic pasts, but he never thought that he would truly fall in love with someone.

Will a wolf fall in love with a sheep?

The answer seems to be yes.

Because this lone wolf really fell in love with a little white sheep named Su Xiaoyan.

It was probably one afternoon when someone gave him a ticket. He took the ticket without taking it seriously and went to the cultural and sports center in the city center, where he met the woman named Su Xiaoyan.

There was no cliche plot about a hero saving a beauty, nor was there any sparks that sparkled when the eyes met. He just glanced at her indifferently, and then fell in love with her.

People usually call this kind of love love at first sight.

Chu Zihang suddenly remembered that his junior brother said that everyone in the world has 20,000 people who fall in love at first sight, but you may not meet one of them in your life because the world is too big.

That man traveled to so many cities and places, but never encountered one in 20,000, until he came to this remote southern town.

Is this destiny?

It's destined to be you.

Even though there are 20,000 women in this world that I would fall in love with, they all disappeared from my world before I met you.

Could that be what the men thought at the time?

Because it was destined, he jumped on it without hesitation. With his ability, it was too easy to chase a beautiful but stupid female dancer. They got married and gave birth to a child. Everything was perfect. It was really like destiny.

of joyful songs.

But fate is always unpredictable.

When the corner came, the man finally woke up from his dream.

He is a person who licks blood at the tip of a knife and cannot give his wife and children a peaceful and happy life, so he can only disappoint his dear wife again and again, and finally bid farewell to his wife and children.

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He did not leave the city because the mission was not over yet, but he did not know when the danger would come, so he could only hide in the dark to protect his wife and son.

Chu Zihang stood silently in front of the wooden board, looking at the photos covered with thumbtacks.

The angles of these photos were taken secretly, in amusement parks, shopping malls, restaurants, through grass, through glass, through rain... The characters in the photos are without exception women and children. Su Xiaoyan in her youth

And the still baby-faced Chu Zihang.

The mother in the photo shows many appearances, laughing, staring, lonely, like a mother, a little girl, and a wife.

Grandma said that his mother was a hairy girl. What is a hairy girl? She is as heartless as a hairy boy. She sleeps when she is full and drinks too much. She is beautiful and has no worries.

But under that man's lens, my mother is so changeable, and no matter what kind of changes, she is so beautiful and heart-warming.

Perhaps only the man who loves her most in this world can pay attention to every moment of hers and preserve every beautiful moment of hers forever.

Chu Zihang's hand gently brushed over the photos on the board. On the photo in the center of the board, a woman with short hair and an eleven or twelve-year-old boy were standing by the river watching the sunset.

The woman with short hair is so beautiful, and the little boy is so cool. The mother and son are bathing in the golden sunset, with the gurgling river in front of them... as if they are waiting for someone to come back.

Chu Zihang could even imagine the scene of that man hiding in the grass and secretly filming. The slutty man who loved cigars, whiskey, and listened to Elvis Presley would lie down in the dirt and weeds just to have a photo of his wife and son.

Carefully looking for the best angle and the best light.

Written in red pen on the edge of the photo - "That's it, don't cry, just look into the distance."

In fact, the year, month, and day of the stolen photos are marked in red pen on the corner of each photo, as well as similar words——

"This is the first year since you left me. You look good."

"This is the second year, please don't be so haggard."

"In the third year, you gained weight"

"In the fourth year, I have less time to think of you."

"In the fifth year, the number will continue to decrease."

"Sixth year, but I still miss you"

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Tears welled up silently.

He knew that his father loved them, but that man always acted carelessly and missed appointments time and time again, constantly disappointing the mother and son.

But he suddenly discovered that somewhere the mother and son hadn't noticed, the warrior who was watching over the fate of mankind alone was still watching over his wife and son.

Counting the six years since he disappeared, the man has been in this city for more than twenty years.

He would not have died on that rainy night. He should have completely left the city on that rainy night and started a new life.

But that day his son sent him a text message. It was raining heavily, and he couldn't worry. He wanted to take a last look at his son before leaving, and asked his son to take good care of his mother, especially the cup of hot milk with sugar cubes.

Go and get yourself in.

In the past twenty years, he had carefully avoided all accidents, but in the end he still could not escape.

Or perhaps, the woman named Su Xiaoyan and the boy named Chu Zihang were the biggest surprises he encountered in his life.

Chu Zihang walked to the bed, lay down tiredly, and slowly closed his eyes.

The aura belonging to that man came overwhelmingly, surrounding him tightly.

He once thought deeply about the previous love between his father and mother, and after fully understanding the meaning of mixed race.

He guessed that everyone would meet someone in their life and fall in love with her.

Some people meet at the right time, like flowers blooming in spring, and everything will be fine. They will fall in love, get engaged, get married, and live together.

But some people meet at the wrong time, just like seeing a fish floating up to take a breath through the ice in winter. After the fish takes a breath, it sinks back into the water and is never seen again. There is no result.

No, it wasn't just the wrong time, it was the wrong person.

But as Brother Fingel said, even if everything is wrong, who can say that this relationship is also wrong?

If you meet someone at the wrong time, can you restrain yourself from not liking that person? Will you still try your best to get close to him and try your best to hide yourself, just like the man who hides himself and pretends to be useless?

The nerves in my mind were burning, and familiar pictures emerged again.

In that bungalow of more than ten square meters, the beautiful woman was sitting in front of the stove of the steam kettle with a gray face, the boy was riding on the man's neck, the man was crawling all over the floor, and there was that damn glass of milk with a piece of sugar cube added to it.

The memory is filled with warm white steam.

He trembled slightly, and suddenly realized that this was not only talking about the meeting of his father and mother, but also the meeting and falling in love between him and Xia Mi.

The encounter between hybrids and pure humans, the encounter between pure-blood dragons and hybrids.

He is indeed that man's biological son, and father and son are so similar in this aspect.

They all thought that they would never fall in love with another person in their life. They all met the wrong person at the wrong time. When the fish took a breath and dived underwater again, the thin and precious happiness was solidified.

Already.

Chu Zihang stood up, picked up a cigar, and found a match next to it. The match ignited with a "chi" sound, and he lit the cigar. He took a tentative puff, and was choked and coughed violently.

He turned around again and went to the corner where the boxes of whiskey were stored. He picked up the inverted glass, not bothering with the dust on it, rinsed it twice with wine, poured half the glass of wine, and drank it in one gulp.

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He had never drunk such strong wine. Not long after he drank the wine, he felt slightly tipsy. He silently filled half the glass again and sat back on the bed with the glass in his hand.

He was exploring how much of that man he had inherited. Unfortunately, apart from emotional encounters, he had very little overlap with that man.

That guy easily won over my mother with his words. Speaking was never his specialty. He didn't smoke or drink. Half a glass of whiskey made him drunk.

He couldn't tell whether it was because he was drunk, or because the man's scent was so strong that it made him feel at ease. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the room in a daze.

He looked at the photo of his beloved woman secretly taken by a man on the wall, but what came to his mind was the girl who he didn't know was really named Xia Mi.

The mother's face in various poses on the photo wall suddenly changed into Xia Mi's.

The familiar figure kept changing in his mind like a slideshow——

In the aquarium, I lay on the glass and watched the backs of sea turtles swimming slowly in front of me...

In the screening room, the girl sat quietly next to the boy, and the light and shadow flickered on her focused little face...

A girl in a white dress is bored and kicking stones under a huge camphor tree, waiting for someone to go on an appointment...

The classically innocent girl with fluttering green lotus skirt smiled and stood at the end of the path and waved to him...

Wearing furry slippers, she flew down the stairs into the boy's arms, giggling like an angel...

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He had seen that girl in all kinds of ways, and unconsciously stored these images in the depths of his memory.
To be continued...