It wasn't until Zhang Heng walked out of the villa complex that he let out a breath of turbid air and showed a complicated look.
His heart is not as cold as his appearance. After all, he is the father of someone who has supported him. At least he knows that Li Jianguo and Li Yiru have never done anything detrimental to him.
However, for the sake of his family, he had to act like a hedgehog, keeping his sharp thorns up high and not allowing any harm.
If he is soft this time, what will follow will become worse again and again! The position where he stood was like a suspended staircase. Although he could climb up, there were empty cliffs on both sides of the staircase. At the bottom of those cliffs, countless evil ghosts from hell stretched out their skinny arms and kept waiting. Those eyes that turned blue with hunger were full of greed and bloodthirsty...
Zhang Heng has no way out. He can only keep climbing up. If he makes a mistake, he will end up falling into a cliff and be bitten by the evil ghosts who covet him. In the end, there will be no bones left...
"Should I say you are an old fool?" Zhang Heng snorted coldly and looked back. With his eyesight, his sight instantly transcended the darkness and saw Mr. Li clutching his hand in the study window of the villa a few hundred meters away. The two grandson's eyes were crying softly.
If Mr. Li was not Li Jianguo's father and Li Yiru's grandfather, his life would not be saved today.
Rumble…
There was another muffled thunder, and suddenly, large raindrops were like elves in the sky, falling in groups, hitting the dry ground in the next second, and being absorbed by the dry ground in an instant. .
However, there were too many raindrops. Before the dry cement had time to absorb the last raindrop, the next raindrop roared over. In the end, countless raindrops gathered into a shallow puddle on the cement floor, moistening the entire building. world.
It rained heavily.
Pedestrians on the road almost disappeared. Even those who were too late to rush home found shelter from the rain nearby, talking on the phone, anxiously hoping that the heavy rain would subside soon.
There was only darkness left in the whole world. Under the cover of night, there was a blur ten meters away, making it difficult to see anything clearly.
A taxi slowly passed by and Zhang Heng waved. Suddenly, the taxi slowly stopped beside Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng opened the door and got into the taxi. Then, the taxi drove into the heavy rain.
"Can I smoke here?" Zhang Heng took out a box of flue.
"There's nothing wrong with this," the driver smiled, "Although it's not allowed according to the rules, rules are dead and people are alive."
Zhang Heng smiled, took out one and handed it to the driver. After helping the driver light it, he lit it for himself and turned to look out the window.
The driver thanked him, and with the sound of raindrops outside the car and the sound of wipers swiping on the windshield, he gradually started talking.
"The price of this pack of cigarettes is not low. You young people like to spend a lot of money. You won't stop spending until you have no money at the end of the month." The driver shook his head and smiled, "But the income in our industry has been sluggish recently, and online ride-hailing has become more and more popular." It’s becoming more and more common, and the government hasn’t come up with any rules. Now you can’t even pick up a passenger if you run around in the suburbs for more than ten minutes... "
"Some time ago, on this viaduct, I heard that someone jumped off the building because of his thoughts. It seemed that he was a migrant worker who was fired by his boss and even lost his fare home. Tsk tsk... "
"By the way, the road over there was just repaired some time ago, but it collapsed again. If it hadn't been like this, we could have walked at least three kilometers less..."
Along the way, the driver seemed to have not spoken for a long time. He was talking to himself incessantly, as if he wanted to reveal everything he had confided in the past few days. Zhang Heng just smiled lightly and looked like he was listening. When he got to the key point, , or the expression of surprise was just right, making the driver feel that he had an audience, and he couldn't help but spit flying around, which was particularly exciting.
The driver was wearing an ordinary gray shirt, with the cuffs rolled up high. You could see the shiny black oil stains on the cuffs. His black hair was also greasy and stuck to his scalp, with a few white hairs mixed in, and he was constantly spitting. Fei De told Zhang Heng what he had seen and heard.
It wasn't until more than ten minutes later that he finally arrived at his destination. Zhang Heng took out a few ten-dollar bills and handed them to the other party, but the driver waved his hand and said generously, "You don't need so many, just pay according to the price. See, brother, you just Go out into society. It’s hard for anyone to make money these days. Don’t forget your parents if you save more money.”
Zhang Heng responded with a polite smile and symbolically withdrew a banknote before walking into the rain. Seeing Zhang Heng letting the rain fall on him unhurriedly, the driver always felt that something was wrong. He put the money into his pocket, then took out a dirty rag out of habit and prepared to wipe it on the leather seat where Zhang Heng sat.
However, this movement froze in mid-air.
As if thinking of something, the driver subconsciously touched the seat where Zhang Heng was sitting, but found that the seat was dry and still retained a touch of body temperature.
Not even a trace of water stain left
He personally watched the quiet young man wait for half a minute in the heavy rain before getting into the car. This kind of rainstorm in autumn is the most violent. Even if you stay in the rain for a few seconds, even your underwear will be soaked.
It is precisely because of this that he habitually prepares a rag to clean the seats after those passengers leave, so that they can welcome the next passenger.
The driver stared blankly at the direction Zhang Heng left. He gradually recalled that when the other party got into the car, there was no water stain on his body or hair.
But, how is this possible
The driver will probably never figure this problem out. At this moment, Zhang Heng has returned to his villa, washed himself and then lay on the bed.
However, Zhang Heng did not want to sleep, but continued to go to Yuehua's virtual space for mental training. A hundred-fold mental increase required a long period of training before he could adapt.
The computing power of Zhang Heng's brain has long exceeded that of ordinary humans. Therefore, as long as he does not encounter special events, his brain uses too little power every day. It is equivalent to being in a semi-sleep state anytime and anywhere. Even if he is awake, it is equivalent to other people's sleep. Brain tension during rest.
To put it simply, unless Zhang Heng uses a lot of mental energy or a lot of brain power to perform complex calculations, his daily life will basically not have the problem of brain fatigue, and sleep has lost its meaning to him.
Even if Zhang Heng still sleeps occasionally, it's just because he is a human being who cannot change his habits for the time being.