Brother Hua is finally here!

Of course I was very excited. When Brother Hua came, he said that there was news from my dad's side and he might take me to find my dad. Wang Ren and the others were also very excited, saying that Brother Hua had come in person and must have come to pick him up.

I left, saying that I would be successful in the future.

"Young Master, don't forget us!"

"Yes, young master, our identities are very different. We don't expect to follow you in the future. As long as you can remember us..."

Wang Ren and the others thought that I was leaving soon, so they all said words of reluctance.

I also said solemnly: "Don't worry, I will never forget you. We will always be brothers. If I eat with one bite, you will drink with one bite!"

"Hehe, I knew the young master would never forget us."

"I am willing to serve you tea and water from now on."

"Why bring tea and water? I want to warm the young master's bed!"

Everyone was laughing and joking, crowding me towards the door of Murong's house. I moved very freely in Murong's house, no one from top to bottom would interfere with me, and of course I could entertain guests. When I came outside the door, there was indeed a man standing here.

The young man in his thirties looked down-to-earth and steady, which gave me a good first impression. Wang Ren and the others called him Hua Ge one after another, and I also called him Hua Ge.

I heard Wang Ren and the others say before that this Hua Ge has the strength of a middle-level Huang rank and can be regarded as Wang Ren and the others' immediate superior.

I thought Brother Hua would respect me very much, call me Young Master, and then ask me not to call him "Brother Hua" or something like that.

But he didn't. He gave me a complicated look and said, "Go in and talk."

My heart suddenly skipped a beat, and I wondered if something unexpected had happened?

It was not convenient to ask now, so I took Brother Hua into Murong's house and to the small house where I lived.

The atmosphere was a little strange. Brother Hua didn't say a word from beginning to end. Wang Ren and the others also noticed it, and no one said anything. After entering the room, Wang Ren immediately asked: "Brother Hua, have you contacted King Nan?"

Brother Hua nodded and said he was contacted.

I felt even more nervous and asked him: "What did my dad say?"

Now I'm worried that my dad won't recognize me.

But it doesn't matter if he doesn't recognize me, as long as he can rescue his second uncle. He is his biological brother, so he can't just ignore him.

Brother Hua did not answer my question, but said to me: "Zhang Long, can you show me the photo you mentioned?"

When Wang Ren reported the situation to Brother Hua yesterday, he mentioned this photo of me, which is proof of my relationship with Nan Wang. But Brother Hua directly called me Zhang Long, which made me feel uncomfortable.

I am not so vain as I covet the title "Young Master", but it is a symbol of my identity. If Brother Hua calls me Young Master, it means that he recognizes my identity, and vice versa...

My heart was heavy, so I didn't think about it any more. Instead, I took out the photo and showed it to Brother Hua.

Wang Ren and the others also looked at Brother Hua nervously, and the room was very quiet for a while.

Brother Hua took the photo, looked at it carefully, and "touched" and "touched" it with his hands from time to time, as if he was trying to determine the authenticity of the photo.

Wang Ren couldn't help but said: "Brother Hua, this photo is absolutely real. No matter how good your Photoshop skills are, it's impossible to make Nan Wang look like he was when he was young..."

"I can tell the difference myself!" Brother Hua glared at Wang Ren so hard that Wang Ren had no choice but to shut his mouth.

The room became quiet again.

Brother Hua looked at the photo for a long time and suddenly let out a long sigh.

I also looked at him a little nervously.

"The photo is real." Brother Hua suddenly said.

I immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and Wang Ren and the others also laughed and looked at me.

With a "pop", Brother Hua suddenly fell to his knees and shouted to me respectfully: "Young Master!"

Again, I don't covet this title very much, but it is a symbol of my identity, which means that I am really the son of King Nan! When I was excited, I immediately went to help Brother Hua and said, Brother Hua, get up.

No need to be so polite!

Brother Hua did not get up. He looked at me with a guilty look on his face and said, "Young Master, I can't get up!"

"Why?" I looked at him doubtfully.

"Because, I have to do something sorry for you!"

"???" I became more and more confused and had no idea what Brother Hua meant.

Wang Ren and the others were the same, looking at Brother Hua in confusion.

But Brother Hua suddenly raised his hand and tore up the photo with a "swish" sound!

"What are you doing!"

I was so surprised that I reached out to grab the photo in Brother Hua's hand, but I couldn't catch it. Brother Hua tore the photo into pieces with a few "swish, swish, swish" sounds, and then threw it on the ground.

At that time, I was dumbfounded and stared blankly at the fragments on the ground. My father and my mother’s heads were gone, the big cluster of red azaleas was gone, and the little me was nowhere to be found.

, all hidden in this pile of debris.

I don't know what my emotions were at that time.

Angry? Angry?

All I knew was that I was stupid and my mind was completely blank.

"Young Master, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Brother Hua kowtowed to me "bang bang bang" with tears streaming down his face!

I ignored him and continued to stare blankly at the pile of fragments on the ground. After an unknown amount of time, I gradually leaned down and gently touched the fragments, trying to put them together and restore them to their original state.

Wang Ren and the others also asked Brother Hua anxiously, what happened?

Brother Hua raised his head and said with red eyes: "I reported it, but the superiors reported back that King Nan never had any sons, and that this man was a fake! I said there were photos to prove it, and they said the photos were also fake.

Yes, let me destroy the photo!"

Wang Ren said anxiously: "The photo is not a forgery!"

"Yes, I know it's not a forgery. I checked it just now and I'm sure it's real. But there is no way. This is an order from above and I must carry it out! Young Master, please forgive me for everything I did today. I

I don’t know why King Nan refuses to recognize you, but I know you must be his son! Young Master, maybe King Nan has some difficulties, I hope you don’t blame him!”

"..."

Wang Ren and the others were all speechless, and they all sighed.

I didn't say anything, just lowered my head and played with the pieces.

"Young Master!" Brother Hua suddenly grabbed my hand: "Nan Wang said you are a fake, but I know you are not! Nan Wang may really have some difficulties, you must not blame him, if anything happens to you

, tell me, I will try my best to help you!"

I raised my head and said, my second uncle is in jail, can you get him out? My girlfriend was kidnapped by an old beggar from the killer family, can you get her out?

Brother Hua stopped talking and sighed.

I took my hand out and continued to play with the pile of debris on the ground.

Brother Hua tore it up too much and couldn't put it back together no matter how hard he tried to put it together.

Unexpectedly, I was not angry at all, not even a little bit sad. Probably, after being full of hope and being extremely disappointed, I would have such a desperate emotion. In fact, I had thought about it before

My father won't recognize me, and I'm not his biological son, so why should he recognize me?

So the fact that I still have feelings is probably my wishful thinking. If I really had feelings, he wouldn't have stopped coming to me for so many years...

The marriage with my mother should be the most unbearable memory in his life; my existence is a wound in his heart and a witness to his shame! What is the point of my appearing in front of him, except to let him go again?

Recalling that unbearable past, humiliating experience, what else?

A warm father-son relationship? Impossible.

If he doesn't kill me, he's already opening a wide range of things.

I understand it, I really understand it.

So, I don't blame him.

It's right for him not to recognize me, and it's right for him not to see me.

My home is completely in ruins.

I sat on the ground and tried to piece together the shattered photos like a fool. I was neither angry nor indignant, neither happy nor sad, I just pieced it together silently. Brother Hua tore it into pieces too much, and many details could not be pieced together.

, I can only spell out a rough outline, and I can see a little outline.

In front of the red azaleas, my father put his hands in his trouser pockets, and my mother leaned on my father. The two of them cuddled together happily, smiling as sweetly as flowers.

My little head quietly popped out from behind the flower.

The "click" sound becomes an eternal memory.

Dad, Mom, I miss you so much.

Do you know how I got here all these years?

I just want to meet you, why is it so difficult?

I gently touched my dad and my mom in the photo. They used to love each other so much...
To be continued...