Trafford’s Trading Club

In the past few days, I saw unexpectedly that there would be a young man who would send Ren Ziling back later.

There are many old neighborhoods in the old town, and slowly there is some gossip… occasionally heard after the evening sitting in a small group of cool guests.

Lochu also met once, just downstairs of the old house... said laughing.

Who could it be?

He doesn't know when there will be a sense of uneasiness, a hint of emotional irritability... maybe it really is what the old neighborhood said.

How can a young woman like her bring a young child with her when she is the best in her life and when she is officially in need of comfort?

Besides, isn't it your own child?

Who is that young man who always sends her back? Lochu had always felt that he would not be that kind of impulse, but gradually developed an impulse that he could not make clear.

It was like a demon, perhaps always present in the heart, and then fed in the months following his father's death.

Finally... saw this young man for the second time. On that day, he deliberately took time off from school earlier, returning to his old town house earlier than ever before - near the college entrance exam, the school could not just let people go.

But the teacher knew about the child and knew that it was not easy for a child who had just lost his father, so he tolerated it.

Lochu hid in his room, pulled the curtains quietly open a gap, he felt a guilt… and looked downstairs silently.

That's not a very upscale car, but the man who came down was probably only 25 or 6 years old and was able to drive it, and the conditions seemed pretty good already.

He also saw Ren Ziling come down from the car afterwards... she seemed a little faint. Rocciu can't hear what they're saying.

But it seems that just two sentences are over. The man nodded and drove away.

But instead of seeing Ren Ziling walk up the first time, he leaned against the wall downstairs and lit a cigarette... this was the first time he saw her smoke.

Smoking, she suddenly squatted down, her hands covered her eyes and her shoulders slightly trembled. He knew she was crying... for so long, he had never seen her so sad.

A man squatted downstairs at home, choking silently.

How helpless and painful can this be? Rochu doesn't know... he just suddenly has this idea that maybe what those old neighborhoods are saying isn't unreasonable.

He looked at it like this... After about ten minutes, Ren Ziling stood up again, quickly washed his face with mineral water, and then patted himself in the face with the ground before opening the door and walking on.

Footsteps, Rochu heard her footsteps coming from outside the door. She knocked gently on the door and asked if he was tired of eating… something she could hear every day.

But he didn't choose to open the door, he didn't squeak, he just sat silently in the room with the lights off. She thought he'd fallen asleep in the past.

She brought him back here, but it was always cold.

……

“Really! I saw that woman walk in with a young man! Hotel!”

“Which woman? ”

“And that? That's the widow! I knew you were so young, you couldn't help it! ”

“Wait... did someone just walk by? ”

“Who?”

“Like old Lo's son, am I mistaken? ”

……

Rochu felt he shouldn't have come... but he came here unknowingly.

Something was driving him to come, and he felt like he was really a little out of control. This is not a very good condition... but he did see the car that had sent her back and parked under the hotel.

Hotels are not very expensive, as are hotels in the old city… perhaps more suitable for alcoholics. Rochu suddenly felt a little ridiculous. Even if he came, what could he do? Should we do something?

When he hesitates, shouldn't it be better to leave… some things, perhaps without breaking them, are better for both sides.

Perhaps even if he were the only one, he wouldn't be able to pass... that's all.

But he saw the man, walking in the lobby of the hotel. Lo Qiu knew he should not continue to be involved, but... something was driving him.

He followed the man quietly, but he was not seen walking into the lodging floor, only in the second floor compartment.

Inside the room… seems lively.

He took a deep breath and quietly opened a gap before he even heard Ren Ziling.

So loud.

“No way! I would never give up custody of Rochu!! ”

“What custody, is this your own son? ”

Another voice… the voice of a middle-aged man. Lochu wanted to know the source of the voice: the indifferent voice that responded to Ren Ziling was obviously someone with his name - a cousin of his father.

Inside, Jiji is all the people with the Lo surname... who dare to come from other cities. Lochu's father was assigned to work in the city and later settled in the same place as them.

“Say kiss! Who's closer? All we keep is the blood of an ancestor! And you, if it's her birth mother, we'll never say a word! But you're just a woman who came in later! Will you be so kind and take care of him? How old are you? Can you stand it? ”

What a pointy, sour voice.

“I've said it many times! Please don't come looking for me again! I'm not giving up custody! ”

How many times has she... faced these people?

“Hmm! I see you're just greedy! Greed is the property of my poor cousin! To be honest, that's all! ”

Ren Ziling suddenly didn't say anything, but he dumped a bunch of documents on the table very heavily. She looked at the person at the table and said, "These! It's all my husband's property after he died, a conquest pension, and a real estate certificate! And the inheritance he gave me after he died! All of them, I've commissioned my attorney, all in the name of Roccius! When he grows up, all this belongs to him! Until then, I will never spend a penny of this legacy! ”

“Hi, I'm a representative attorney at Out of Garden Law. Here's my card.” The man said softly this time: “Miss Ren has already gone through the relevant formalities with us, and I guarantee that all of this has legal effect. If you don't believe me, you can take a copy of these documents to any notary office for clarification. If you have any questions, I can answer them. ”

Lawyer... this man, is he a lawyer...

“What can you give this child? Yes, I'm not his own mother, but we lived together for at least a few years! And you? Do you have any idea what this kid likes to eat? What do you like to wear? What song do you like to listen to? When's his birthday? What does he like to play with? Did you call him every New Year's Eve? You want custody? With all this, does he need you to feed him? What can you give him? Isn't that what you want? ”

“What can you give him if you don't want anything? ”

Shame into an angry voice.

“Me!”

Ren Ziling pointed at his face and shouted like an oath: "Give him a home! ”

Why she needs to be strong... because she knows she needs to face these bad words and she needs to guard a father who has just lost his child.

If she wasn't strong, if she wasn't hedgy and covered in pricks, how could she keep walking with that child?

……

Lochu closed the door gently and nobody knew he was here.

But some people know that he hit someone that day... the sickness seemed to be in the nearby already retail store, coldly slapping a middle-aged woman.

……

……

Pff--!

Very loud, crisp sound, long fingers punched very precisely on this almost blown face.

I don't know how powerful it really is, but obviously, it instantly makes a red mark on Zhang's delicate face.

Dragon was slapped and his brain was blank for a moment.

She has never had an experience like this... No, it should be said that she has never had one like this before when she matured. When was the last time? Millennia ago? 10,000 years ago, when I was a kid?

She felt an unprecedented humiliation when her neck, strangled by the other hand, was burning for a while, but not breathless, just another pain in her face.

If Long Yi lowered her head slowly, even if she was caught with her neck raised, she was obviously not busy, her broken golden eyes could seem a little dimmer and turn dark golden… but more concentrated.

“You... are going to fight me here, aren't you? ”

You can clearly feel the tremendous anger that Long Xiao Ruo is hiding. In the face of this raging rage, Rocchu was facing, not shaking at all.

“I just want you to know something. ”

Luo Qiu suddenly loosened his hand, and Lung Xiao stood on the ground all of a sudden, and he continued: “We are not rekindled, nor do we say that we are forced to disappear by the crazies of the West in your mouth, we are just... we have always walked the world. ”

Between moments, behind the owner of the club, an old, ancient, and weird door, suddenly, stood up.

It slowly opened a little bit.

It's this tiny little bit of hair that reveals something about it.

Dragon and Eve took a huge step backwards and instantly wetted a layer on her forehead, almost turning dark golden eyes to restore normal black and white, and she didn't even have some slight bodily shivering.

As if she had heard countless wails, she felt a whisper from all over the world, as if there was only one cold and endless silence in front of her.

She seemed to be in the midst of endless reds, a sea of mulberry fields… the world would fall into nothingness as if it were the next moment.

She is the true dragon who guards this earth… but only this earth.

But above the earth...

He's right... in this era, in this era of last resort... how can there be anyone who can fight this place?

Boom...!

The thunderous sound of the dry sky rang in Long Xiaoru's head, causing her to forget for once the tingling sensation on her neck and the humiliation of being slapped. Her mind is blank again... this is the sound of this terrible door closing.

So heavy… can't bear it.

The airflow from the whistling car on the highway blew behind Dragon and Everest, and the coolness of the water in the wind restored some of her blank consciousness.

She and the new owner of this club, still here, in this city, everything seems to have been restored.

“I'm sorry, I hardly hit anybody. But sometimes it does get a little impulsive. ”

She heard such a faint voice… rather than an apology, she was merely explaining something.

“I didn't hurt you, did I? ”

Lo Qiu sometime came closer to Long Yiluo, his fingers, on the slap mark on her face gently, the red mark instantly faded away.

Dragon and Eve took another unconscious step backwards, so full of shyness and a hint of fear that she herself was unwilling to admit that she could not cope with the situation as if it were a trick.

“Master! ”

At this moment, the maid's voice came from behind Lochu - as if she had broken open the space and walked straight over.

If Dragon Eve clearly sees this woman's eyes a little deeper than the sea's blue gaze, and her hands have slowly kindled that extremely troublesome black flame - a pair that is about to enter a state of battle, and may not even say anything, just open it up.

“Crazy. ”

Long Xi said, turning around, had jumped to the roof next to him, and instantly disappeared into the night of the city.

She swallowed the humiliation of this slap alive, but did not raise her mind to fight it... Pride in front of that door was completely torn apart and scattered into a pile of useless things.

……

“Master, just now...”

Seeing that Long Xi had left, the maid retracted her blackflame and came to Lo Qiu.

Luo Qiu appealed, silently gauged the night sky before softly saying: “Good talking people are easily bullied, but if they are crazy and emotionally unstable or something, they should feel a little bit more cynical. It's okay, I'm just warning some of her... go back first. ”

Yu nodded her head, and she suffocated at Ren Ziling, who leaned on the door not far away, seemed to understand something.

……

……

But she still felt some fear... if the car didn't recover in time, was she already lying in the hospital?

Ren Ziling looked up at the building where she now lives and didn't intend to go up like this at once.

She took out her makeup mirror and gauged her face... she didn't want Jia Lo Qiu to see anything wrong with her face.

The kid's eyes are as fine as a thief's, and he's really good at inheriting his skills as a cop boss.

She intends to wait until she finishes her cigarette before walking up.

I just don't know why, smoking, she squatted down, her eyes were a little wet, she felt like crying... alone, she looked so lonely.

But she can't be seen so fragile.

Just one minute. Just one minute. Ren Ziling, you understand?

That's what she said to herself.

“What are you doing here? ”

Just a minute later, Ren Ziling heard a voice she could no longer familiarize herself with... Rochu's voice.

His eyes were a little red, the cigarette butt with his fingers still in place, Ren Ziling squatted and raised his head. He saw Rochu appearing here and opened his mouth slightly.

“Ouch...”

She was so stunned that the heat of the cigarette butt burned for a moment that she reacted, hurriedly threw away the cigarette butt on her hand, lowered her head, stood up, and rubbed her eyes quickly, "There's sand in her eyes. What are you... what are you doing here? No, it's got a light on it. Why are you downstairs? ”

Rochu raised his shopping bag and said, "Are you done with the diesel salt? I don't imagine you can remember these things. ”

Ren Ziling grinned.

“Have you eaten? ”

“No time...” Ren Ziling shook his head.

“Go back, I'll do something for you.” Of course, Rocciu said, "I just bought some pills. Let's make wine pills. ”

As he said, Rochu went straight upstairs. Ren Ziling stunned and hurried to follow him. She pushed her hands behind Rochu's back and accelerated her footsteps. "Ah! I can't control my stomach anymore! Kid, hurry up!! ”

“Throw away your bag of cigarette boxes before entering the door.” Lochu said one thing without returning.

Vice Editor-in-Chief Ren could only answer with pity, "I know! ”

Upon entering the door, Ren Ziling, though a little reluctant, still put the cigarette case in the garbage can in the hallway. At this time, Rochu suddenly stood at the door and turned around.

He said softly, "And the ones you hide in the closet, throw them away. ”

“… OK.” The Vice Editor-in-Chief kowtowed with impatience.

“So... welcome home. ”

Ren Ziling stood still and suddenly raised his head, but saw that Rochu had walked in.

She couldn't help herself. After a minute of crying, her eyes were red again.

……

……

Sammy slowed down and a man was in a hurry to find his son in the street... where could he go? Has some consciousness been restored?

Continuous question marks appeared in her mind, and she was even worried about what would happen with her son in his current state.

She blamed herself for not going out shopping so carelessly.

After hours, she still hasn't found her son, which makes Shenmei almost insane.

Now that her son is back, please don't take him away from her... this is what she prays for.

Perhaps after hearing her prayers, Sammy finally found her son.

So he stood at the door of a playground and quietly looked at the sign of the playground.