The middle-aged man spoke slowly.

"Lao Chang is a real person. He has been doing business again before. Although the business is not big, he is also a standard well-off family. Later, he was cheated and sold all the things he should have sold. He moved here in a helpless manner. At first, his wife and children were still seriously ill, which made it even worse. As a result, the child was in a car accident. The compensation was received and all of them were donated to the hospital. In the end, his wife was not rescued. My parents had long left, and now he rented a house here, alone and had no friends. Who are you?"

"I am his friend..."

The next day, Chang Sheng specially cut his hair, changed into a newer outfit, and also packed a car. He visited, visited and ate specialties in the city with gray blood. The two of them continued to get drunk late at night for three consecutive days.

When Ai Xue was about to leave, Chang Sheng specially bought a bunch of local specialties and sent Ai Xue to the train. The two left their contact information. Chang Sheng, who returned home, was exhausted and lying on the bed, smoking cigarettes one after another. His mind was filled with the next thing to do about how to pay off his debts.

I turned over and found that a small wooden box appeared next to my pillow. It was definitely not my small wooden box.

He quickly got up and opened the small wooden box, which contained a bank card and a few photos of him when he was a child.

Finally, there was the gold necklace that he had defrauded.

His wife's last relic.

Looking at all this, Chang Sheng thought of the gray blood, and his eyes became wet in an instant. Looking at the photos of the two of them when they were childhood, tears flowed down...

Xianguo, Rangcheng Railway Station.

A train stopped slowly.

Wang Ying and Zhang Fan got out of the car.

Wang Ying looked around.
Chapter completed!