PPS Chapter 94
by VolareThe young man was wearing a mask, his eyes hurried, and he didn’t even say a word of apology before continuing on his way, without even turning around.
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A young man who had just graduated from junior high school stood quietly at the gate of the hospital. A faint bruise hung on the corner of his mouth, and a band-aid was wrapped around his fingertip.
He glanced down at the report that had just been printed out in his hand, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.
Then, the young man slowly took out a cigarette from his pocket, skillfully lit it, took a deep breath, and in the curling smoke, his face appeared even more hazy.
Passers-by couldn’t help but cast sidelong glances, after all, this young man looked very young, with delicate and well-behaved features, like the boy next door. It was hard to associate this childish face with the image of a young delinquent addicted to smoking.
He gently flicked the cigarette butt in his hand towards the ground, skillfully stomped out the spark with his toe, then raised his head and looked at the street, reaching out to stop a passing taxi. The car door opened, and he calmly sat in, casually giving the driver an address.
After hearing the address, the driver couldn’t help but glance sideways, thinking to himself: This kid doesn’t look like he lives in a villa, like a rich man.
“Drive,” Chu Zhaoyi frowned, took out a red banknote from his pocket and threw it on the passenger seat.
He didn’t like being scrutinized.
“Okay,” the driver realized he was a bit impolite, took the money and shut up. The trip was only about thirty yuan anyway, and the young man gave him a hundred, a sure profit.
Chu Zhaoyi watched the scenery rushing past outside, took out his mask and put it on his face, with the report in his pocket.
When they arrived at the location, the driver couldn’t go directly in, so Chu Zhaoyi got out of the car and walked in.
He wasn’t sure exactly where his destination was, he only knew it was in this area, so he could only wander around little by little.
The villa area was very large, so large that his legs were getting numb, so large that the sky was gradually darkening.
His empty stomach ached faintly in protest, but received no attention from its owner.
Chu Zhaoyi’s gaze locked onto a woman in the distance, and he subconsciously hid himself behind a large tree.
For some reason, Zhang Anru had been feeling uneasy all day. Sensing the gaze on her, she looked over but didn’t see anyone.
Before she could think more, Xie Haoran’s voice came from her ear.
“Mom! Why are you waiting for me outside? It’s cold, you should wait for me at home.” Xie Haoran had gone out to play with his friends today. He picked up his junior high school graduation certificate in the morning, and had a simple gathering with classmates and teachers in the afternoon, so he got back a little late.
He didn’t expect Zhang Anru to be waiting outside.
“Did you have fun?” Zhang Anru wasn’t actually waiting specifically for Xie Haoran. He was old enough to take care of himself, she was just feeling flustered all day and wanted to go out for a walk. But she didn’t say much, and took the bag he was carrying from Xie Haoran’s hand.
“Yeah, I had fun,” Xie Haoran nodded, his well-behaved face full of smiles.
The originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and raindrops poured down urgently and violently, like beads from a broken string, instantly shrouding the world in a hazy mist.
Catching people off guard.
“Let’s go home first,” Zhang Anru was startled by the sudden rain, and hurriedly took Xie Haoran and turned to go home. Before leaving, for some reason, she glanced at a tree not far away, where there was still no one.
Summer rain always comes suddenly.
Chu Zhaoyi behind the tree watched this scene with no expression on his face, until the two figures completely disappeared, then he slowly moved out from behind the tree.
The torrential rain fell mercilessly on him.
In a few minutes, he was soaked to the bone.
Chu Zhaoyi blinked, took out the report from his pocket, and looked at it again.
He walked alone on the empty street, everyone else hurrying back to their homes. Only he had nowhere to go. The surrounding lights were dim, yet they couldn’t shine into his deep eyes.
The surroundings were still deathly silent, with only the sound of the wind accompanying him, as if the whole world was left with only him.
Chu Zhaoyi sighed softly.
He folded the report in half and tore it to shreds. The fragments scattered like a kite with a broken string, gently falling into the trash can.
The wads of paper and scraps in the trash can intertwined in the darkness, and it was faintly visible that some of them still had the words “Paternity Test” printed on them.
“Never mind, I’ll find another way.”