This man wearing Gray Trench Coat seems to have stepped out of Mist, which is unpredictable.
His hair looked a little gray, but his posture was unusually straight and straight.
He has been silent since entering the store, quietly observing the surroundings with his eyes hidden behind his round glasses.
Except for the appearance of Assassin, who asked about it before, the whole person is like a silent shadow, blending into the background without any sense of existence.
The silence was finally broken at this moment, but it made the store even more silent.
The wall clock on the wall is ticking, ticking.
Master Lin stared for a long time, and there seemed to be some emotion surging deep in his eyes.
Then, he slowly adjusted his reading glasses, turned to look at Fang Cheng and others, and said:
"You guys should get off work first."
In his ordinary words, there is an unquestionable tone.
Fang Cheng frowned slightly.
Although he didn't know the man's purpose, he could clearly detect Master Lin's emotional fluctuations.
Wen Hui Yi looked hesitant, glanced at the other two customers remaining in the store, and muttered:
"But..."
She also vaguely sensed a strange atmosphere and didn't want to leave her boss alone and face possible trouble.
Master Lin seemed to see through their thoughts, waved his hand, and his tone became gentler:
"I am enough alone. I still need to deal with some personal matters later. You can go back without worries."
Wen Hui Yi nodded helplessly, silently cleared the counter, and then took Wen Xin's hand.
Wen Xin looked confused, but obediently followed his mother away Medical Clinic.
Fang Cheng understands that Master Lin should have his own considerations.
Then he took off his work clothes, Cleaning flexed his hands, and then prepared to go home from get off work.
When passing the door, I passed by Gray Windbreaker Man.
The faint smell of tobacco from the man floated into his nose, and Fang Cheng subconsciously glanced sideways.
But he found that the other person's eyes looked very different, as deep as an endless black hole, as if he could see through a person's soul.
Seeing Fang Cheng staring at him, the man smiled and nodded.
Fang Cheng withdrew his gaze, took a long step, and soon walked out of the store.
Half an hour later.
The night became darker and darker, seeming to wrap the entire Street tightly.
Inside Lin Fusheng Bone Setting Clinic, there is still a ray of light revealed.
In the back room, an incandescent lamp hangs overhead.
The warm-toned halo illuminates the room, but it cannot dispel the solemnity of the room.
Gray Windbreaker Man and Master Lin sit face to face, with a wooden table in between.
At this moment, both of them took off their glasses that blocked their vision, put them on the table, and looked at each other openly without reservation.
The light outlines the staggered outlines of light and dark on each other's faces, and also reflects the dark light hidden deep in the eyes.
Lin Fusheng was the first to break the silence and said:
"Have you ever had plastic surgery?"
He looked carefully at the man's face, trying to find traces of the past in the unfamiliar outline.
"Yeah."
Gray Windbreaker Man raised his head slightly, and the light illuminated his side face, which looked ordinary and had an inexplicable temperament.
"Those hunting dogs bite so hard. If I don't change my face and start over, how can I stand in front of you safe and sound now?"
His eyes were very calm, like a deep lake, hiding the turbulent past deep inside.
"You know, for this new face, I lay in the dark underground Clinic for a whole Three Months."
"Every time Surgery, it was like walking in front of Gates of Hell. The sharp pain of the knife cutting open the flesh, and the torture after the anesthesia wore off, I tried my best to endure it. I just didn't want to be exposed and arrested and imprisoned like other people."
"Then Three Months, I feel like I have been forgotten by the world. I am only surrounded by endless darkness and pain. I don't know if there is a future. Maybe it was the experience during this period that allowed me to complete a transformation."
Many painful memories came out of his mouth, as plain as water, as if he was just telling other people's stories.
Lin Fusheng heard this, but remained silent for a long time, with a solemn and complicated expression on his face.
Gray Windbreaker Man straightened his collar and looked calm:
"Let me introduce myself. My nickname now is Professor."
The corners of his mouth raised, giving him a faint smile.
It's like declaring a new identity and saying goodbye to the past self.
Then, his eyes glanced at the old but well-arranged medicine cabinets in the house, as well as the faded old Chinese Almanac and photos on the wall.
Then he sighed:
"You should have been the luckiest among our group."
"Lucky?"
Lin Fusheng sighed lightly, his eyes a little distant:
"Perhaps, after guarding this Medical Clinic for so many years, although I haven't experienced any big storms, I have seen all the hardships and warmth in the world."
After a pause, he focused his gaze and locked eyes with the old friend opposite him:
"Your sudden visit tonight isn't just to catch up with old times, is it?"
"Of course not."
The professor's expression became solemn when he heard this, and then he replied:
"You should be clear about my purpose of returning to Eastern Capital."
"I have been wandering around for these years, avoiding pursuit and accumulating strength at the same time, in order to one day be able to return to my hometown, regroup with my companions, and continue the unfinished business of the past. No matter Fei Jin the setbacks, I have never given up."
Having said this, he leaned forward and stared at Lin Fusheng:
"I specially came to find you tonight, just to ask you if you still have the same ambitions as before?"
As he spoke, his always calm expression finally changed.
The light in his eyes suddenly became hot, as if it was about to ignite the solemn air in the room.
Lin Fusheng couldn't help but lower his head slightly, avoiding the blazing gaze.
After a moment of silence, a wry smile appeared on his face and he slowly spoke:
"I am living a very stable life now. Although Medical Clinic is not big, I have devoted half of my life to it. I receive medical treatment and make medicine every day. I am busy. As time goes by, those lofty ideals are like the edges smoothed by ordinary days, and they have lost their edge."
"So, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to go back to my old career..."
The professor's gaze was intense, as if he wanted to penetrate Lin Fusheng's eyes to find the answer deep in his heart.
After a long while, he sighed slightly and said softly:
"I understand, I'm disturbing you tonight."
Lin Fusheng suddenly looked up at the professor in surprise.
He originally thought that the other party would continue to persuade, or even show a look of disappointment or anger, but he did not expect that he would behave so calmly.
"Everyone has his own ambition, how can he force it?"
The professor smiled calmly:
"What I hate most in my life are those Lackey who wantonly deprive others of their freedom. I would never do that. However, if you change your mind in the future, you can come to me at any time."
Lin Fusheng felt full of guilt, so he stood up quickly, made tea to entertain the guests, and sincerely thanked him for his understanding.
The atmosphere in the room Inner Energy relaxed a little, and the conversation between the two became more relaxed.
The professor picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and said casually:
"The young man who was working in the store just now seems familiar to me."
Lin Fusheng was putting the hot water bottle back in place. When he heard this, his hand movements paused, and a trace of imperceptible vigilance flashed in his eyes very quickly.
"Is he Fang Shijie's Son?"
The professor then added another sentence.
Hearing the other party say this name, Lin Fusheng's fingers trembled slightly, and he suddenly turned his head, his eyes looking a little sharp.
Looking at Lin Fusheng's reaction, the professor already understood something.
"Don't be nervous. I don't mean any harm. I'm just feeling a little emotional when I see my old friend's child."
He put down the tea cup leisurely, with a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were so deep that it was unpredictable:
"I didn't expect that the little baby had grown so big. The moment I saw him, I thought Fang Shijie was resurrected and standing in front of me again."
As he spoke, the professor narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was remembering something, and asked casually:
"You opened a shop here to protect him secretly, right?"
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Lin Fusheng neither denied nor admitted, just pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.
Seeing this, the professor continued to ask:
"You and Fang Shijie have a life-long friendship. Have you never told his son the truth about that incident?"
His eyes fell directly on the face of his former companion, and his tone was somewhat probing.
"What's the use of telling you."
Hearing this, Lin Fusheng frowned, with a look of helplessness on his face, and finally responded:
"More than ten years have passed, and everyone has finally escaped the surveillance of Official Authorities and can live peacefully."
"Why do you still want to get involved in those Danger and right and wrong? I hope he can live in peace, marry a wife, have children, and live as an ordinary person."
As he spoke, his eyes suddenly froze and his tone became tough:
"I'm warning you, it's best not to disturb his life, otherwise..."
His words and deeds were no longer as polite as before, and he exuded an aura of calmness and self-restraint, like a ferocious beast protecting its cubs.
The professor shook his head gently, with a wry smile on his face:
"You, like those worried parents, may seem to be doing your best for your child, but you may not know what your child is thinking. Maybe deep down in his heart, he has always been eager to know the truth and seek justice for his father."
Lin Fusheng frowned and retorted:
"He is still young and has no idea of the complexity behind those things. I can't let him take risks easily and ruin his future..."
The two looked at each other, and a subtle tension filled the air.
Only this time, both sides felt a little more helpless.
"Okay."
After a moment of silence, the professor gave up persuading and sighed softly:
"I understand your concerns. Everyone has their own life to protect, but no matter what, we are all companions and should help each other."
"I hope you can always live peacefully in this Medical Clinic. If you meet Danger, you can contact me at any time."
With that said, he took out a Business Card and handed it to Lin Fusheng, then stood up and sorted out Gray Trench Coat.
"Let's go. I'll chat with you again when I have time."
The professor's voice was somewhat free and easy, but Lin Fusheng could still hear the loneliness hidden in it.
It was as if the somewhat heavy conversation just now had left a deep or shallow mark on the hearts of the two of them.
Lin Fusheng stood up silently and sent him out.
When he looked at the professor's back walking out of the door and fading away, his lips moved but he stopped talking.
Finally, I couldn't help but whisper:
"Zhi Ren, although I can't participate in the things you plan, I will always leave you a place to stay here!"
"Thanks, good brother."
The professor didn't look back, he just raised his right hand and waved, his voice came with a bit of warmth, which seemed particularly precious in this cold night.
Lin Fusheng was slightly startled, with mixed emotions welling up in his heart.
On the other side of Street, the professor continued to walk forward. His steps seemed steady, but he unconsciously slowed down a little.
The cool evening breeze blew by, fluttering the corners of his Gray Trench Coat clothes, and also stirred a hint of melancholy in his heart.
He looked into the distance. The night was dark and the lights of the city were flickering in the distance, unable to illuminate his somewhat confused heart at the moment.
Scenes from the past appeared in front of my eyes involuntarily, and familiar and fresh faces flashed one after another.
Once upon a time, these partners shared ideals, fought side by side, and fought hard for the lofty goals in their hearts.
But now times have changed, former companions have died and retired, everyone has embarked on different paths, and there will never be a day to get together again.
He was left alone in this cold night, carrying his ideals on his back and walking forward.
Lin Fusheng's rejection, although it was expected, still made him feel a deep sense of loss.
The professor raised his hand to hold his collar, trying to block the chill.
As he turned his eyes, he saw a nine-storey, dimly lit Sleeve Building next to Street.
The dim and sparse light shines from several windows, like a sign guiding home in the dark.
He couldn't help but stop and look up.
"Gah--gah--"
A Crow was perched on a telephone pole, its head turning slightly, and its bright black eyes curiously looking at the man standing in the cold night.
Under the illumination of the street lights, the feathers glowed with a faint sheen, forming a sharp contrast with the surrounding night.
The professor was attracted by the cry and looked away from Sleeve Building, looking at the bird that was looking at him.
The moment their eyes met, a faint light flashed in the depths of his eyes.
An invisible force of Mental Power is quietly released, following the line of sight, seeping into the target's consciousness.
The originally smart black eyes of Crow seemed to be shrouded by Mist, like a puppet whose consciousness had been taken away, leaving only the body under control.
Then, driven by the professor's thoughts, Crow spread its wings, let out a sharp cry, cut through the silent night sky, and flew towards Sleeve Building.
It circled around the building, as if confirming its target, and then landed accurately on the window sill of a room on the ninth floor with no lights on.
The house was dark...
Crow's bright black pupils flickered slightly, as if he was searching for something.
Soon, a strange scene came into view.
I saw a strong young man sitting cross-legged on the bed.
In the middle of the night when the temperature was nearly freezing, he was only wearing a pair of shorts, and his muscles were all naked, showing no signs of trembling.
It seems as if there is a warm Inner Energy flowing on the surface of the body, resisting the severe cold from the outside world.
His face is handsome but exudes an indescribable masculine temperament, his eyes are tightly closed and his eyebrows are slightly bright.
It seems that he is immersed in his own profound and boundless spiritual world, and seems to be oblivious to the movements of the outside world.