Han Fei, who was leaning on the bench, felt that someone was pushing him. He opened his eyes in a daze, "What time is it? Is it off work?"

"It's getting dark." Fu Sheng picked up the plastic bag and the remaining wine bottles and threw them into the trash can.

"Do I smell bad about alcohol?"

"It's not bad."

"That's fine." Han Fei got up to tidy up his suit, and walked out of the small park with Fu Sheng: "Tomorrow you will tell your mother that there is not enough for lunch, so let her prepare an extra."

"Aren't you going to work tomorrow?" Fu Sheng turned to look at his father, as if he had seen him for the first time.

"You are a high school student who skips classes every day, and you care about me as an adult who skipped work?" Han Fei shook his suit, hoping to let the smell of alcohol disappear as soon as possible.

"But I know most of the courses taught in the school, and the rest are those that I am not interested in. Isn't the school just a place to teach knowledge?" Fu Sheng said blankly, carrying his schoolbag.

Hearing Fu Sheng's rebuttal, Han Fei had nothing to say: "Very good."

Along the street, the father and son walked back to the community, and they did not feel uncomfortable.

When he came to the door, Han Fei knocked on the door.

After a while, his wife came over and opened the door. At a glance, she saw Han Fei and Fu Sheng standing outside the door.

Without discussing in advance, Han Fei and Fu Sheng spoke at the same time.

"We met on the road."

"We met downstairs."

The wife looked at Han Fei and Fu Sheng at the door with a smile on her face: "I didn't say anything, you two are so strange."

"I'm going to cook." Han Fei is a little guilty. When he goes to work, he goes home with his head high. This time he always feels unreliable after drinking and going home. He has to do some housework.

"Don't be busy, I've done it all, you quickly wash your hands and eat." The wife helped Han Fei take off the suit. She looked at the wrinkled clothes and frowned slightly: "Did you go to the construction site?"

"No." Han Fei waved his hand and glanced at Fu Sheng: "Drank some wine with a friend at noon and then fell asleep."

"Drinking less alcohol is bad for your health."

"Don't worry." Han Fei knew his physical condition very well, but he still blurted out those two words. If possible, he would always protect the family from wind and rain.

The family was sitting around the dining table, and Fu Tian stopped clamoring to watch TV. He was attracted by the delicious food on the table, holding chopsticks in his hand, and staring straight at the food.

No one was talking about this dinner, but the food was very warm. It seemed that everyone was tacitly maintaining the last warmth.

After drinking and eating, Fu Sheng didn't go back to the room for the first time. He sat on the corner of the sofa in the living room and read a book.

The wife cleaned the dishes and cleaned the kitchen.

Fu Tian, ​​who was full of vitality every day, clamored to play hide-and-seek with Han Fei. He would still be caught by Han Fei every time, but when he caught Han Fei, he was always unable to find someone.

That cute little face was particularly unconvinced, he was defeated and defeated again and again.

The wife who had been watching this scene shook her head straight. The boy is so aggressive, Han Fei is a man, and he has to go all out to play hide-and-seek.

After Fu Tian was tired from playing, Han Fei picked him up: "I will send Fu Tian into the house to sleep first."

Pushing open the door of Fu Tian's room, Han Feigang put Fu Tian on the bed, and suddenly found that all of Fu Tian's toys had been put in a box, packed and sealed.

"This is…"

After leaving Fu Tian's room, when Han Fei came out again, Fu Sheng also left the living room and went back to his room on the second floor.

"It feels a little strange." Han Fei opened the doors of several rooms again, and many things were already installed: "It was fine when I woke up in the morning. Are these things she packed during the day?"

Walking out of the bedroom, Han Fei happened to see his wife.

Sitting at the dining table, she took out a carefully preserved file bag from the cabinet.

"Yesterday when I was cleaning at home, I saw the news being broadcast on TV." My wife opened the file bag a little bit: "Then I went to your company and wanted to take you home."

"You went to my company yesterday?!" Hearing what his wife said, Han Fei's heart was beating, and his eyes widened.

"When I went, you had already left. It was Zhao Qian who saw me. After my inquiry, she told me the contact information of that mother."

"Which mother?"

"Fu Yi's mother."

The wife opened the file bag, took out the real estate certificate, the house purchase contract, and the deed tax invoice and put them on the table.

The lights in the room dispelled the darkness of the night, and time seemed to stop at this moment. Han Fei seemed to not hear the ticking of the clock, and a special emotion developed in his mind.

"I am also a mother. I know her pain. If she has other ways, she will definitely not come to you." The wife pushed the things on the table in front of Han Fei: "Sell the house. Saving people is important."

His wife's words really touched the softness of Han Fei's heart. He never expected that he would meet such a gentle person in the memory of the shrine.

"thanks."

After Han Fei said thank you, his wife shook her head: "Actually, I did this not to help him, but to thank you, thank you for turning my fantasy scene into reality."

She put her hands on the table and held them together: "I don't understand why such a thing happened, but I can be sure that you are not Fu Yi."

Saying this, the wife seemed to have exhausted all her strength. She was lying on the dining table, feeling particularly uncomfortable, as if a little girl threw her favorite rose to a place she would never touch.

"I...it's really not him." Han Fei lowered his head. He had also encountered such a situation in the memory world of Mirror God.

When Jingshen's mother was dying, her eyes never stopped on Han Fei, but instead looked at the former owner of the shrine.

Even with the help of the shrine memory world, the closest and most cherished people have a certain probability to see through the illusion.

Quietly in the living room, Han Fei spoke again after a long time: "Don't tell Fu Sheng and Fu Tian about this, I want to make up for some of the regrets in their lives."

The wife slowly calmed down. Her eyes were red, and she was barely trying to keep her emotions normal: "Don't worry, Fu Sheng finally got out of the shadows, and now she can't stimulate him."

"En." Han Fei nodded, and slowly pressed his hand on the pocket of his pants, he was thinking about whether to tell his wife the diagnosis.

"I took a look at the new house today." The wife took out her mobile phone, and she moved a chair to sit next to Han Fei: "It's near Fu Sheng School. We can rent it directly until Fu Sheng's college entrance examination is completed."

"Is this house a little broken?" Han Fei's heartbeat started to speed up when he saw the pictures on display. The layout of the room was exactly the same as he saw in the manager task!

It is cramped, dark, and dilapidated. It is very close to the school, but only a few stops away from the plastic surgery hospital.

Living in such a place, Fu Tian and Fu Sheng could see that the talent of ghosts would definitely shine.

"Then I will look at it again? The main reason is that Fu Yi's condition can't be dragged on any longer. In order to prevent the condition from getting worse, we must send the money as soon as possible."

"Choose well again." Han Fei didn't take out the diagnosis result, he was going to give his wife a period of time first, and let her take it easy.

"Then I'm going to pack things, and the agent will come over tomorrow."

"Looking for an agent now, and then showing someone to see the house will probably be very troublesome. I know that someone has always wanted a house in our community." Han Fei still remembers Octopus's unscrupulous mockery of himself yesterday. That guy regarded Fu Yi as the most important thing. Competitors, with spare money in their hands, also happen to want to buy a house in the community where Fu Yi lives.

Taking out his cell phone, Han Fei dialed Octopus's number. This was the first time he called Octopus.

"Fu Yi? Why are you looking for me?" Loud music came from the phone, and the octopus seemed to be caring.

"Didn't you want to buy my house yesterday? I can sell it to you at 90% of the market price, but only if you have to prepare by noon tomorrow and bring at least one down payment." The discount offered by Han Fei is simply amazing. His house is in the city center.

"Ten percent off!" The octopus was energetic instantly, the music on the phone began to weaken, and the octopus seemed to have ran out of the nightclub: "Are you serious?"

"You also know my current situation. I need money very much. UU read www.uukanshu.com" Han Fei flipped the house purchase contract on the table: "I also contacted other people here. If you buy sincerely, then as soon as possible come over."

"Okay! It's a deal! I'll ask for leave tomorrow to find you!"

Hanging up the phone, Han Fei collected all the documents. He was eager to sell tomorrow for two reasons. The first is because of the random task of the shrine, and tomorrow is the last day; the second is because of the hatred that the players said before. I should be here tomorrow night.

If Han Fei's guess is right, the other party's target is a certain person in the family, so he must move out as soon as possible.

"After tomorrow night, this room may become a ghost house, and it will be difficult to get rid of it."

Octopus thought he was picking up a leak, but in fact he was picking up a plate, and it might be a ghost plate from the underworld.

"After he buys the house tomorrow, I will tell him not to move in, and try to save him a little life."

His wife packed up things overnight, and Han Fei began to plan future plans.

About three o'clock in the morning, Han Fei's cell phone rang suddenly. He glanced at the caller ID and found that it was Wu Shan.

After getting up and entering the bathroom, Han Fei put on the headset before answering the call.

"What's up?"

"We succeeded. The perfect woman named Du Shu has been sent to the maze of the paradise." Wu Shan's voice was trembling, a little frightened: "We broke two more people, and we also found that the plastic surgery hospital is a ghost nest. Qiangwei also lost contact with us during the action, as if trapped deep in the hospital."

"Qianwei didn't escape?"

"The last message he sent me was for me to contact you immediately." Wu Shan's words were full of bitterness: "He also said that dying here seems to really die, so you must be careful."