Chapter 1: A gentle knife ()

Wang Zijun sat in the luxurious living room, listening to the two women nagging and talking about family matters. Although he did not look up, he could sensitively sense the two disdainful gazes that were thrown at him from time to time.

"Dongdong, give your second uncle some water. Your father's best Longjing is produced by the West Lake. Your second uncle has not been able to drink this top-notch good tea in recent years!" This woman is pampered and even speaks softly, but the trace of disdain in this kind of polite words is obvious.

Looking at the cup of warm water that was almost gone in front of her, Wang Zijun held her hands tightly and tried hard to restrain her inner emotions.

Although I have passed forty years, the arrogance in my heart has not been completely eliminated in the wind and frost of time. I was so worried that I could stand up and leave immediately, but reason still reminded him: How can I not bow my head under the eaves? You have to endure it, you are here to ask for help! When I think about it, the resentment in my heart disappeared without a trace.

If it were just for himself, Wang Zijun would not come anyway. However, for his precious son, he could only do so with his teeth. Perhaps, if he lowered his head, his son would have a way out.

"Dad, my classmates are all at work, when will you..."

Thinking about his son's face full of expectations, he could not refuse, he could not be insensitive, he was willing to let his son treat him as a tree and plant him at a critical moment when his life began. Therefore, after thinking about it, he stepped into the home of his cousin who had not been in contact for nearly twenty years.

"when……"

A rhythmic bell ringing made Wang Zijun, who was already a little uneasy, look a little sad. Although he was unwilling to let go again, he also knew that he should leave tactfully. He could no longer remember that this was the tenth time he had come. No matter how busy his cousin was, it would not be so difficult to meet him, right?

"Second brother, don't think it's troublesome. Let's wait a moment, maybe Zihua will come back soon." There was no sincerity and courteousness. Although he was staying guests, it was even more unpleasant to hear it in people's ears than to drive him away.

When Wang Zijun walked out of the majestic villa with a depressed mood, he felt dizzy. The bright street lights reflected Wang Zijun's thin figure so lonely!

"squeak!"

The harsh brake sounded from behind Wang Zijun. With the harsh brake sound, a young man's head poked out from the car window: "Are you blind or deaf, you want to die!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Wang Zijun looked at the bright headlights and apologized repeatedly.

And the moment he turned around, the face of a middle-aged man flashed in front of him! Although he hadn't seen him for many years, Wang Zijun still recognized him at a glance: This person is the Wang Zihua he was looking for!

Looking at Zihua who was dressed in a brightly dressed in the car, and thinking about himself who was in a down-and-out position outside the car, the huge gap made Wang Zijun stammer for a long time, and he didn't know how to speak.

The person sitting in the car didn't look at Wang Zijun at all, but said lightly: "Xiaoyun, be careful when driving in the future, let's go!"

"Yes, Mayor!" The driver agreed and was about to roll up the window.

"Zihua, I am Zijun!" Wang Zijun, who had just said something, suddenly felt relieved when he said this.

Hearing the shout, the car window in the back row slowly shook down again, and the majestic middle-aged man glanced at Wang Zijun, his eyes were cold and clear, as if he had a look of disgust.

"What's wrong with you? Tell me quickly." The middle-aged man, who had no intention of getting out of the car, waved impatiently and asked coldly.

"Zihua, your nephew has graduated, he..."

"Okay, I understand this, you need to say nothing, I'll just make arrangements after a while. Don't look for me if you have nothing to do!" The middle-aged man quickly rolled up the car window as he spoke.

Just as the car window closed, the middle-aged man's voice came clearly: "Hmph, Wang Zijun, aren't you very noble? Don't you regard your official position as dirt? What's wrong today? You came to me after falling into trouble!"

Looking at the car that was leaving, Wang Zijun didn't know whether he was happy or sad. What was happy was that his son's problem finally became clear. What was sad was that he always felt a sense of depression in his heart. He didn't know how to leave, and he stumbled into a tavern.

Sitting in front of a clean table, Wang Zijun saw the decorations in the room clearly. Several people who looked like migrant workers on the next table were eating hot pot. The flames were licking the bottom of the pot, and the soup was pounding in the pot. The boiling soup overflowed, touching the clay pot's stomach and falling down, making the flames hissing. Several people blushed and were sweating all over. They raised their glasses to drink, shouting in unison: "Eat, eat!"

It seemed that at that moment, Wang Zijun felt that there was a breath in this simple but clean tavern as friendly as the soil. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and asked for a bottle of inferior white wine, a portion of boiled peanuts, wine and vegetables, as if everything was there! He picked up the wine cup and drank it on his neck. He felt that the heat was burning with tears, and his heart felt much more comfortable.

I don’t know how he came out of the tavern in the end. Anyway, Wang Zijun felt that every pore in his body was so comfortable. Although he had lost all his face, at least his son’s job was settled. Thinking about it, everything was worth it!

The drizzle, the shaking street scene, the sound of cars, the screams, the bicycles that were knocked away, the handbags that were overturned in the middle of the road, the road with bloodstains. The body seemed to have suddenly become much lighter at this moment, floating like flying...

Wang Zijun's head was so painful that it almost burst, and he couldn't open his eyes at all. Maybe the call after call in his ear touched him, maybe there were still many unfulfilled wishes that had not come true, and he didn't want to die, nor could he die. So he struggled on the brink of death, and he fought with himself in his dream. The result of the fight was that he came back to life!

"Secretary Wang, wake up quickly, Secretary Wang..."

Secretary Wang, who are you calling? Opening your heavy eyelids with difficulty, Wang Zijun saw a face with unclear contours leaning over beside him, calling one after another.

"Secretary Wang...Secretary Wang..."

This woman seems not her wife, so who is she? Why did she come here? She even called herself Secretary Wang in a low voice!

Thinking of the three words of Secretary Wang, Wang Zijun felt an unspeakable grief in her heart. Back then, some people did call her that, but now, more than 20 years have passed, things have changed. Could she call herself that? Is she an old colleague more than 20 years ago?

The light in front of him gradually brightened, and Wang Zijun finally saw the appearance of the woman in front of him. The woman was wearing a dress, with a white cashmere jacket on the skirt. Although her face was plain, she still looked radiant. However, this face full of charm was written in panic and at a loss.

Why does this woman look so familiar? Looking at this familiar face, Wang Zijun, who was heartless and confused, was determined to think about it, and his groggy head suddenly woke up.

"Du Xiaoman! Isn't this Du Xiaoman?" Thinking of this woman he hated for many years, Wang Zijun came from somewhere and suddenly raised his head.

As the distance approached, Du Xiaoman's face became clearer in Wang Zijun's eyes.

How is Du Xiaoman, who is in her twenties? How can Du Xiaoman be in her twenties? She was about the same age as herself, and now at least...

Just as Wang Zijun was full of doubts, Du Xiaoman, who was already choking and irritated, was startled and burst into tears and laughed: "Secretary Wang, are you awake? Thank God, you finally woke up!"

Looking at Du Xiaoman with pear blossoms and rain, Wang Zijun felt that everything in front of him was so familiar. The memories from more than 20 years ago were suddenly activated and enlarged, and all of them were revealed in front of him!

In confusion, Wang Zijun turned his head and looked around, and was shocked to find that he was actually in a car. Moreover, Wang Zijun was so familiar with this car that he could not be more familiar with it!

This was the only jeep in Xihezi Township back then. The moment this thought appeared in Zijun's mind, Wang Zijun felt as if he was hit by a lightning strike!

"Secretary Wang, you're fine, but you're scared me to death. I'm not sure where a frightened cow jumped out..." Seeing Wang Zijun wake up, Du Xiaoman was so aggrieved that she was full of tears in her eyes, and she complained in a pleasing way that the culprit that caused Wang Zijun to drive into the tree.

The familiar cars, familiar people, and this familiar scene, the disaster more than 20 years ago appeared in Wang Zijun's heart as if it were exactly the same.

I can't be dreaming, why did I get back in this car? The scene that happened in this car twenty years ago was the most painful moment in his life. It once shattered his life so heavily. A heart-wrenching feeling strangled him round by circle like a rope, and the pain of more than twenty years was surging like vomiting...

Back to the past, thinking of this, Wang Zijun couldn't help but shivered all over. Through the car window, looking at the desolate world, Wang Zijun was stunned!

Just as Wang Zijun was dazed, Du Xiaoman suddenly exclaimed: "Secretary Wang, look, the police station car is here, as long as someone comes, it's easy to say!"

"The car of the police station", these five words, like a bone-clearing knife, flew over to cut people, suddenly hit Wang Zijun's heart, and began to pierce his limbs and bones, as if he was going to cut his bones from inside to outside in a way that was to cut his bones from inside to outside!

The past came, colliding with his memories. Looking at the police car that was driving towards him, Wang Zijun felt that it was as if the car was carrying the disasters and disasters that killed him. He avoided him from afar, and the disaster still followed him like a shadow!

In his previous life, when I drove Du Xiaoman from the Party and Government Office, I was driving over, this car rushed over. At that time, I thought I had met a savior, but I didn't expect that the police station director had a shit pot on his head, saying that he and Du Xiaoman had an inappropriate relationship in the car. In the popular saying now, playing with a car shocked, and the noise was so great that he forgot about it, and then overturned. Not only did he not take him to the hospital, he also detained himself.

At that time, the innocent Prince Jun thought the truth would be revealed sooner or later, but what surprised him was that the next day, everything changed!

The girl Du Xiaoman, who suffered an unjust injustice, quickly admitted that she had an injustice relationship with her, and it was not the first time she had with him.

This confession is like stabbing Wang Zijun hard from the back, and the evidence is as strong as a mountain. Wang Zijun was stunned by the girl's gentle knife! How vicious and fatal a knife was this. This knife almost killed him. Is it driven by interests or the place of hatred? The reason is no longer important, the important one is the result.

A month later, because the girl explained the relationship between the two of them as mutual affection, Wang Zijun was only remembered as a serious mistake, but Wang Zijun was still in a mess by various rumors and surrounded by enemies. After a serious illness, it was like a big tree in its prime being attacked by a sudden frost and snow, leaving only some dead branches and leaves, and its expression and spirit were much worse than before.

The direct consequence of this lovely incident was that Wang Zijun has been depressed all day long and has never recovered, and has lost confidence in his career. Despite the opposition of his family, he resolutely resigned from all his positions and ran to a remote village without hesitation and worked as a teacher for his whole life.

Although many years have passed in that world, Wang Zijun, who once caused a sensation, was like a piece of sugar cane residue. After being chewed with relish, it has long faded out of sight. However, more than 20 years have passed, and every time he dreams of this at midnight, he will wake up in the middle of the night, and a biting pain makes him unable to let go!

It hurts! It hurts really, like a poisonous snake spitting out a core, constantly swallowing his heart, swallowing his lungs, and swallowing...

Rebirth, the future development will move forward again along the previous trajectory. But God has given me another chance. Should I continue to follow the trajectory that makes me unbearable to look back on?

No, no! I must not repeat the old mistakes. I don’t want to be the loser who fled in panic! A conspiracy disturbed his life trajectory beyond recognition. He didn’t want to, and even dared not look back. What a desolation and tragic way he has walked over the years! I remember that when I made the decision to resign, I had a determination to die!

Thinking of this, a layer of hatred surged in Wang Zijun's heart, like a fog, and his chest was burning like fire, burning his internal organs. He seemed to smell the burnt smell of his flesh and blood, smell the blood rushing to his throat, and the smell of the thorns sprinkled by fate under his feet. Since God has given me another chance, I, Wang Zijun, will go on vigorously no matter how. I am not a victim of your vicious means. I want to prove to you that now, you are the grandson, and I am the master!

Wang Zijun suddenly felt that his throat was salty and the blood that had been suppressed for too long was boiling at that moment, and he tried to rush out bravely. "Wait, either the fish dies or the net breaks!" Although the voice seemed very calm, it stirred his eardrums and hearts in a sonorous manner!

Wang Zijun, whose blood was a little boiling, pushed the car door suddenly, and the speeding police car stopped with a squeak...
Chapter completed!