The clear blue sky and white clouds always make people want to go out and have fun, and they can't wait to run under the sun and feel the breath and freedom.

But Huo Hong was destined to never enjoy this sunshine.

He was forced to lie on the bed, looking down and could only vaguely see an esophagus being held in his mouth, slowly transporting liquid food, in this way to maintain his usual vital signs and energy needs.

The room was empty, and the curtains were closed and never reopened, leaving Huo Hong in a dark state of vision for a long time.

Only the ticking sound of the instrument seemed to remind Huo Hong that he was still alive.

Listening to the footsteps outside the corridor getting further and further away, Huo Hong closed his eyes, feeling angry but now he couldn't move.

"..." The weak gasp sounded like a broken blower.

It was unknown how many weeks had passed since he last called Xu Dong.

Even the extremely accurate concept of time will gradually lose its way in the absence of clocks day after day.

His last risky call to Xu Dong was discovered by the housekeeper not long after.

There were no communication tools in Huo Hong's room. The only landline phone used as a decoration was used, whether for recording or other purposes. It was only a matter of time before it was discovered, not to mention that Huo Yichen was subsequently tricked by Xu Dong.

It was precisely because of this that Huo Hong hired his housekeeper to bring in a new doctor to examine him because of his actions.

"The patient's condition is recovering slowly and is quite good. If we follow this trend, maybe he will get better if he waits a little longer." The doctor gave a very positive evaluation of the results.

But Huo Hong watched helplessly as the housekeeper heard this, and immediately felt something bad in his heart.

Sure enough, not long after the doctor left, Huo Hong's treatment changed.

The only landline phone that could contact the outside world was removed, and the frequency of visits by servants to see the situation gradually increased. The most important thing was to start using liquid food and related drugs to softly control him.

In a sense, Huo Hong's current situation is no different from that of a vegetative state, except for his active brain.

Huo Yichen's anger rose more than once when he thought that Huo Yichen was now in control of the Huo family.

I don’t know what those wastes from the separated families are doing, but there is no movement yet.

And that Huo Xiuyuan!

Huo Hong, who still recalls the truth about the murder of his biological son, still cannot calm down his anger for a long time when he thinks of Huo Xiuyuan.

It's a pity that Huo Xiuyuan, who has now fled abroad to avoid the limelight, cannot accept Huo Hong's curse on him.

Ever since Huo Yichen took over the Huo family, Huo Xiuyuan could be said to be like a mouse. He was so frightened that he even traveled to several countries for fear that he would be found.

As for now, a shabby little building that looks like it might collapse at any time would not be too conspicuous in a slum area, where chaos and swear words in various unknown languages ​​are intertwined.

It can be said that all kinds of people gather here, with different hair colors and skin colors, but they all share a unified abjection.

A beautiful and naked woman stood on the street swaying, waving and inviting people who might become her clients, while a gangster with erratic eyes leaned against the wall, exuding restlessness.

There are even drug addicts who are already high in the corridor.

Huo Xiuyuan pulled the hood on his head. He felt disgusted but had to blend in with this group of people. Then he quickly found his room, took out the key, opened the door and walked in.

But as soon as he entered, the faint musty smell lingering in the room greeted Huo Xiuyuan first.

Huo Xiuyuan cursed and quickly closed the door with his hands and feet, in order to block the prying eyes from outside, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

He had been living like this for several months.

On the one hand, he has to be careful of Huo Yichen finding him, on the other hand, he has to live alone and disappear abroad, and he has to be careful of all kinds of dangers around him.

He threw aside the fast food he bought, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message.

【When can I go back? 】

"This kind of life is not human at all." Huo Xiuyuan muttered dissatisfied.

I think when he was still in China, or when Huo Hong's adopted son stayed in the Huo family, his daily treatment was many times better than now.

After a few minutes, the other party gave a reply. [At least not now. 】

Huo Xiuyuan raised his eyebrows irritably and directly dialed a series of numbers that he knew by heart.

The other party didn't answer.

So he called again, over and over again.

Maybe the other party also realized that Huo Xiuyuan was unwilling to give up and would only restrain himself after the call was connected, so he finally pressed the call for the sixth time.

"Every time I say it's not the right time, when can I go back!" Huo Xiuyuan, who has been living outside for several months, can be said to have long-standing grievances, so his tone of voice also became irritated.

There was silence for a long time.

"Speak." Huo Xiuyuan kicked the trash can at his feet impatiently to vent his dissatisfaction. "If you don't say anything, I will take it as your consent that I will go back and book a flight today."

"No." When it came to this, the other person directly rejected it with a firm tone.

Huo Xiuyuan was not surprised by this answer.

He lowered his head and looked at his feet. The trash can that he had kicked over had fallen to the ground, and the garbage inside was scattered to the ground, making Huo Xiuyuan's mood even worse.

"...Huo Hong still doesn't know what's going on. Huo Yichen has recently made plans to purge the board of directors in the company." The other person said. "Anyway, you coming back at this time is just causing trouble."

"Are you that afraid of Huo Yichen?" Huo Xiuyuan asked.

Even though he was also afraid of Huo Yichen, now that he couldn't go back, he had to have a place to vent his resentment.

But the other person asked back, "Why do you think you are staying abroad now?"

As soon as this question was asked, neither Huo Xiuyuan nor the other party could give an answer.

"...I will stay for another three months at most." Huo Xiuyuan gave the deadline.

He couldn't be allowed to live outside like this all his life, and Huo Xiuyuan had had enough of hiding in Tibet.

Perhaps because of the "peace" during this period, Huo Xiuyuan has begun to forget the days when he was against Huo Yichen, so he speaks forcefully now, as if he is not afraid that he will directly become the opponent's defeat if he goes back.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Okay, I understand."

That's how the phone call ended.

Huo Yichen looked at the phone that had turned into a screen saver interface again, his eyes heavy and his mood irritable.

I don't know which group of lunatics or drug addicts immersed in hallucinations are making music outside the door, humming some tuneless tunes, and every beat is not where it should be, which sounds weird and permeating.

Three months is the minimum period.

But in such an environment, Huo Xiu couldn't stay there for a month, let alone a week or even a day.

He flipped through the calendar and suddenly stopped when he saw a date.

That was Huo Yichen's birthday.

Huo Xiu was far from being a loser, so the day Huo Yichen came to the Huo family, he had already memorized the other party's information, including his birthday.

If there is a birthday, there must be a surprise.

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