After the murderous incident ended, Xu Shengxing handled his injuries in a hurry and then dealt with cases related to the ants' remnants all day long. But he seemed to be in a depressed state. Occasionally, he went home to eat, and seemed to be out of food. Although he was taking a bath every day, he always felt like he was covered in dust. Even Hu Ma was worried about him and talked to me about this matter in private.

"Captain Xu used to be so resolute and even ate in the cafeteria, but recently he has not only been stubborn, but also had a lot of leftovers." He told me, "Other colleagues dared not point it out in person, for fear of making him angry."

From the perspective of an outsider who was watching the work of my father, I followed the trend and asked questions, "He has a bad reputation in the bureau?"

"It's not that bad." He organized his words by scraping his stomach, but he couldn't scrape out much ink for a long time. He could only say this, "That's right, my colleagues often say I don't understand what he is thinking."

In fact, Xu Shengxing is not a difficult person to understand. It is better to say that as long as you get along with each other with a normal mind, you will find that he is a very easy-to-understand person. However, once a person is too strong, it is easy to make the people around you nervous, and the latter will react to the former with anxiety and concern. On this point, my younger brother Xu Ji, although the scale is different, is similar.

Xu Ji also awakened his psychic energy since elementary school, but unlike Xu Shengxing, he exposed his identity as a psychic in the third grade of junior high school.

Before he awakened his spiritual energy, no one thought he was a difficult person, and he had never changed his temperament because of awakening his spiritual energy. If you want to sum it up, it was a kind-hearted "ordinary person". But even such ordinary people could no longer be accepted by the public as an ordinary person after having the power to easily tear people to pieces. I remember that he had confided his thoughts to me a long time ago: he had a good classmate in the class who had quarreled fiercely in public. As for why the quarreled, he did not explain it to me, and now it seems insignificant. After he exposed his identity as a psychic, his classmates seemed to treat him as usual. One day, he suddenly found a bee on the back of the classmate who had quarreled with him, and reached out to help him dust it off.

However, what he had not expected was that after being touched by him, the classmate screamed in fear and sat down on the ground in a mess. The students around who were still talking and laughing were suddenly silent, and everyone stared at him without saying a word. His body was firmly nailed to the spot by these gazes, and his spirit seemed to be pulled out of reality. The sound outside the classroom seemed to be coming from a very far distance. When he came to his senses, the classroom returned to the normal atmosphere, and the classmate also stood up awkwardly and apologized politely. This incident seemed insignificant in everything he had encountered since he exposed it, but it also left a deep impression on him.

Why did it be me? When he said this to me, I was naturally speechless. Now he no longer said such biased words, and I am not unable to understand the mood of his classmates. When I was still very weak, I was also afraid of the power that this father and son possessed.

Back to the topic: Although I believe Xu Shengxing can handle his emotional problems well, I have no intention of being indifferent.

I decided to buy a turtle he likes to eat the most, make his favorite braised braised, and then, from the perspective of his children, moderately and sincerely, express his concern about his recent situation. In this way, with my understanding of him, he will no longer let it go. If there is any problem with this plan, it is that I feel a little embarrassed.

But there is only one thing to do.

The next afternoon, I asked him in advance whether he would go home for dinner. After getting the "yes", I bought a turtle in the vegetable market and then carried the net bag with the turtle. However, I saw another net bag in the kitchen, and another turtle was placed in the net bag.

Could it be that he also wanted to eat turtles, so he bought the ingredients home first? I sent him a text message and asked him. After a moment, he replied: It’s not me.

I thought for three seconds and sent a text message to Xu Ji, who was supposed to be far away from home.

Soon, he sent the text back and said he was in a cemetery outside Beaver City.

When I walked into the cemetery, the sound of a harmonica came faintly from the air. Walking along the sound, I saw Xu Ji standing in front of Xu Quan'an's tombstone. He held the harmonica and played it. When he saw me coming, he put it down.

I haven't seen him for a while, and he still looks so weak. In terms of appearance, I follow Xu Shengxing, while he follows his mother Lin Xiaoran, and can be called a beautiful boy. I first greeted him, exchanged a few words, and then asked about the harmonica. He looked down at the harmonica, smiled blushed, and then said, "Didn't my dad occasionally stand on the balcony to play the harmonica? I wrote down the melody. Sometimes when I think of home outside, I will take it out and practice it, and I unknowingly become proficient. How is it?"

"It sounds nice." I said.

He smiled and nodded, picked up the harmonica and sported it for a while, then put it down, and said, "I am also practicing the magic of repairing the body. I told you last time. But I don't seem to have the talent in this area, and now I can only cure toothaches or something."

Like Xu Shengxing, his psychic specialties are more violent than repair. This is also related to his personality that hates violence. Psychics who like violence are often more likely to have violent specialties, and people who hate violence sometimes do so. This phenomenon is similar to Hu Ma's flame. The more afraid of the flame, the more he can output flames comparable to the super psychic power; the more Xu Ji hates violence, the more it means that his mind has the imagination of violence.

"Don't get stuck in such a thing. I'm fine," I said.

"But I can't rest assured." He said, looking at the flame gloves I wore on my left hand, "Hey, what's this glove?"

"He gave it to me."

"That's it." He suddenly realized.

"You asked for leave from the school after hearing that your grandfather was dead?" I asked.

"Yes. But at first I didn't know who my grandfather was, because my dad had never told me. In the morning, I went to the police station to look for it. My dad was not there, but a policeman with dog ears recognized me and told me the whole story." He said, "I didn't expect that my grandfather did so many bad things, even killed my great-grandfather. I didn't expect that my dad killed my grandfather..."

He looked at the tombstone and was immersed in his thoughts for a moment. I didn't respond. After a while, he frowned again, as if he remembered something, and said in a low voice: "But I heard the dog-eared policeman talk, things seemed a little strange. The cause of grandfather's death was not burns, but gunshot wounds. In fact, someone shot his head with a pistol from behind."

Perhaps because he said something offensive before his death, some people couldn't see it, so they used a pistol to kill him on the spot.

I originally wanted to say this, but if I really said it and it reached Xu Shengxing's ears, he would probably suspect that I was a faceless man again. Because only when he shot Xu Quan'an's faceless man that night, before he took action, would he know so many things.

I have a motivation to do this.

Powerless language sometimes becomes a curse. If Xu Shengxing really kills him as Xu Quan'an wishes, then bad seeds will be planted between us. This sounds very superstitious. If the grandfather kills his great-grandfather, and the father kills his grandfather, will his son definitely kill his father in the future? Of course, there is no such reason. But if he does and remembers it, then when we have conflicts in the future, even when he knows that I am a faceless person, he will think of this.

Once a person fails, he will easily become fragile and become more likely to believe in fate. At the last moment of his life, Xu Quanan is likely to believe in fate and arrange Xu Shengxing's future fate in the same tone as a prophet. But unfortunately, I am not interested in it at all. Since he likes to be intoxicated by the tragedy of people in his family killing his father from generation to generation and intoxicated by this false sense of fate, then I don't mind "not understanding the charm".

Instead of accompanying him to complete this tasteless performance art, it is better to smash it directly and change it to a good mood. Although Xu Shengxing failed to satisfy his desire to kill his father with his own hands, he would not be depressed because of this.

As I said before, give him time or push him, and he will be Xu Shengxing the past again.

"By the way, did you buy the turtle at home?" I asked Xu Ji.

"I was worried that he hadn't eaten well recently, so I bought one on the way here." He admitted, and said embarrassedly, "I originally wanted to kill it first, but I couldn't do it. It would be fine if I ants and other bugs, but such a big animal is a little ruthless."

"I'll kill you."

"Um."

"Do you make turtles?" I asked.

"I can try," he said with little confidence.

"I'll make it." I smiled at him, "You prefer steamed, so I'll make steamed turtles for you."

He nodded happily, paused again, thought for a while, and said, "No, it's better to braise."

"Don't worry, there are two." I said, "And, didn't you buy the turtle because you were worried about him?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever told him this?"

"No."

"Remember to say it again," I said, "moderately, and sincerely."

"A little embarrassed," he said.

I stressed, “Anyway.”

He thought about it seriously, then nodded, "Yeah."
Chapter completed!