Parallel Lines of Rebirth

Chapter 4: Wave goodbye

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Although Wen Liang didn't know Zuo Yuxi's background, seeing that she was able to get to the position of deputy director of the Education Bureau at such a young age, it must be impossible without someone behind her. But in her previous life, Zuo Yuxi was still forced to die. The person she offended must be very powerful, and the feud was an irreconcilable one.

The gangster obviously didn't just happen to pass by and get aroused by the beauty, but was well prepared to go after Zuo Yuxi, otherwise he wouldn't be so nervous that his body was stiff. And the so-called passers-by, how come someone took a photo of Zuo Yuxi being raped, and then it was spread out so coincidentally

Wen Liang had noticed that there was no ghost at the front and back of the East Street Hutong. Although there is no coincidence in the world, too many coincidences together are inevitable. If you say that there is no one behind the scenes, he would never believe it.

What he was worried about now was whether he should warn Zuo Yuxi, or whether she would believe him. Wen Liang knew nothing about the strength of both sides, and if he rashly got involved, he might end up getting burned.

After pondering for a moment, Wen Liang decided not to speak for the time being. After what happened tonight, Zuo Yuxi would naturally be more careful in the future. Her enemy wanted to find another opportunity to attack, but she didn't know when that would happen, so she should just wait and see.

"Sister, since you're okay, I'll leave first. It's too late and we have to go home quickly." Wen Liang turned around and was about to leave, but Zuo Yuxi grabbed him and said unhappily, "Are you going home like this?"

Wen Liang looked down at his naked upper body and couldn't help laughing. The short-sleeved shirt was given to Zuo Yuxi, and Gu Wenyuan had beaten him on the ground for a long time, so his hair was messy, his pants were covered with mud and footprints, and his body was covered with sweat and dust, making him look like a mud monkey.

Wen Liang smiled bitterly and said, "You are so brave. I am afraid that I am not much better than that person. I may even look more like a bad person, right?"

Zuo Yuxi touched his hair, her slender fingers brushing across his scalp. A faint intoxicating tingling rose quietly from her heart. She pursed her lips and smiled, looking even more charming.

"Let's go. My sister's house is not far from here. I'll help you wash your clothes. You can wear them in a few minutes after drying them. Well... Or you can take a shower. You look so dirty..."

Wen Liang had lived two lives, and his eyes were as sharp as a military satellite. He knew from Zuo Yuxi's expression that she was a little hesitant. In fact, it was understandable. Although Wen Liang was thin, he was also a 16-year-old boy. Zuo Yuxi had just gone through what happened before, so she was naturally a little hesitant about bringing a man home.

Wen Liang smiled, patted his chest and made an OK gesture: "I was raised in a free-range environment. I won't go home unless something like this happens. Mom is used to it. It's okay! You should drive away quickly too. I'm leaving now!"

After saying that, he turned around and left, waving his hand behind him. Zuo Yuxi couldn't help but feel guilty for his hesitation just now. He was still a child. Wasn't it to save himself that he got into that state? But he was wary of him. He was so smart that he must have sensed it.

Thinking of this, Zuo Yuxi looked up hurriedly. The long alley was deserted. Where was the figure of the young man? At this time, she realized that she didn't even know the name of her savior...

Ten minutes after Zuo Yuxi drove away, two vans came whizzing over and stopped with a squeak where the Santana had just parked. A group of burly men got out of the vans, rushed into the dead end, dragged out the still unconscious gangster, threw him into the van and took him away.

Wen Liang pushed open the door. The small three-bedroom apartment seemed unchanged. There were simple and elegant white floor tiles, warm and soft bright yellow chandeliers, and a marble dining table sandwiched between the kitchen and the living room. Dad was still curled up on the sofa flipping through boring policy documents. When he heard the sound of the door being pushed, he didn't even raise his head. Wen Liang understood that his cowardly character had always displeased his father. In his previous life, he often had the cold war with his father because he was too strictly disciplined. Anyway, the father and son didn't like each other. It wasn't until Wen Liang started working that their relationship became more relaxed.

But it was fine this way, I could just sneak into my room to change clothes. As I was tiptoeing towards the bedroom, I suddenly heard

The authoritative voice of my father behind me: "Warm and understanding!"

He raised his left foot high, and immediately it stayed in the air as if time had stopped. Wen Liang turned around with a bitter face. His father Wen Huaiming was sitting upright on the sofa with a serious look on his face.

"I think you should explain. Where's your shirt? What happened to you? Wenliang, a man should be brave enough to take responsibility for his actions. Don't always take chances and try to get away with it. Tell me, what trouble did you get into outside?"

If it were Wen Liang before his rebirth, he would definitely be disgusted by Wen Huaiming's way of speaking. He would either resist softly and say nothing, or resist hard and talk back, which would only make the old man angrier and the young man more annoyed. Now Wen Liang knows that Old Wen actually hopes that he can cause some trouble and not always be so timid and cowardly. So when dealing with the father-son relationship at this time, he will adopt the third way: bullshit!

"Dad, I didn't cause any trouble. I was just enjoying the cool in the park outside and accidentally fell asleep. When I woke up, I saw that some wicked person had taken my T-shirt away. The public security in Qingzhou is too bad. Does your political research office take care of this? Why don't you do a research project on it?"

This statement was a combination of defense and attack, and Old Wen was stunned. He had never heard his son talk to him like this. However, the public security in Qingzhou is really too bad. Even if you go out to cool off, you can lose your clothes. In summer, there are so many people going out to cool off. I wonder how many things will be lost in one night? It is a joke to start a research project with this, but it is okay to mention it when I meet Director Meng tomorrow.

In a flash, Wen Huaiming's thoughts had been successfully diverted by Wen Liang. Seeing his son all dirty, he didn't feel so angry, but still warned him: "Although you did well in the high school entrance examination, and you were able to get into Qingyi High School with your usual grades, Dad knows that you have worked hard in the past six months. But this is only the first step in a long journey, and there is still a long way to go. When you go to high school, you will be a big boy. You must concentrate, guard against arrogance and impatience, and get into a good university..."

"I know, I know." Wen Liang rushed over and sat on the armrest of the sofa, put one hand on Old Wen's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Only by getting into a good university can you have a good future. Don't worry, Dad, I understand. I will study hard and strive to become your leader within 20 years, haha."

Wen Huaiming chuckled, then immediately frowned and snorted.

Wen Liang waved his hand carelessly, walked towards his room, and sang: "I want this sky, it can no longer cover my eyes, hum hum ha hey, I want this earth, it can no longer bury my heart, hum hum ha hey..."

Wen Huaiming stared blankly at Wen Liang's back, a strange emotion welling up in his heart. The Wen Liang in front of him seemed familiar yet strange, but this feeling was really good! (To be continued)