At six o'clock in the morning, Afterglow woke up on time.

Life in prison made him develop the habit of getting up early. Compared to the days when day and night were reversed, he strangely found that his body prefers orderly routine.

He put on his clothes and walked out of the house. His father had already practiced Tai Chi in the yard, and his moves were flowing, and his hardness and softness were used to show a very high artistic conception.

This was learned by his father from a Tai Chi master more than ten years ago.

Making clothes requires long standing and frequent bent and bowing and bowing your head. Over time, it is inevitable that your back will be sore and painful. Practicing Tai Chi can not only relax your muscles and promote blood circulation, but also strengthen your body. It is a good way to exercise.

"Son, I woke up so early? Was your father awakened?" Su Ping walked out of the kitchen and complained to her husband regardless of the slightest, "If you ask you to go to the park to practice, you will wake up the child?"

Yu Zhengliang looked aggrieved, he was so resentful.

Tai Chi emphasizes "using softness to overcome hardness" and "using stillness to control movement", but it is not like practicing monkey fist jumping up and down. What does it have to do with yourself?

"I don't blame my dad, I woke up by myself." Yu Hui said.

Yu Zhengliang nodded, saying that it really had nothing to do with him, but Su Ping obviously couldn't listen. She gave her husband a blank look, and then said to Yu Hui, "I stewed beef soup, and now I will go bake sesame cakes. You can wash your face quickly and wait for a while to start eating."

"Mom, don't have to be so troublesome, just eat some casually." Yu Hui didn't want his mother to be too tired.

"That won't work. You have suffered so much sin, and I have to make up for it for you." Su Ping turned around and entered the kitchen.

Breakfast is used to describe it in one word, that is: richness.

In addition to the stewed beef soup and sesame cake, there are also bean sauce beef, fried diarrhea, mustard dumplings, and four or five kinds of pickles, which Yuhui liked to eat before.

Maybe I ate noodles all day yesterday, or maybe the taste at home is so nostalgic that Yu Hui didn't pay much attention to his image and ate a lot.

But in Su Ping's eyes, it was not that true.

Her heart was so sad, and she was afraid that her son would see it, so she forced herself to not shed tears. She grabbed her son's meat and said, "Don't worry, eat more."

"Um."

Afterglow nodded.

A breakfast made the feeling of a full meal in Manchu.

Yu Zhengliang returned to the inner room after dinner and walked out of it not long after.

"Your mother and I don't have much money to spend. You can use this card." He said that, put a bank card on the dining table.

"No, I have money." Yu Hui quickly shook his head and said.

It's a bit unreasonable to be so big that people are still dependent on their parents.

Furthermore, if he gets to the point of using his parents’ money, then how can he be revenge?

"What money can you have? Just take it with you, maybe you can use it in the future." Yu Zhengliang took out his father's majesty.

Yu Hui drank the last bit of soup in the bowl, then stood up and said, "Okay, then you can save it for me first, and ask you for it when I use it." Then he took a sesame cake and left, saying, "I'll go to Jiang's Fatty Man, don't wait for me to have a meal."

"Son, listen to your father..." Su Ping chased her out with the card, but she couldn't even see her figure. She returned to the dining room worriedly and looked at her husband and asked, "Will he have something to do?"

"No." Yu Zhengliang comforted, "It is a good thing that he can go out and go around, which means he is willing to contact people and society. He is most afraid that he will stay in the house and not come out, and he will be passively resistant to everything. Besides, isn't he going to Jianghai? I'll call Jianghai later and ask him to help stare at him."

Su Ping nodded.

“It can only be done.”

...

Yu Hui ran out of the alley and began to slow down.

The flowers on the roadside have bloomed, adding a bit of bright colors to the city.

There are already many people on the street, working, schooling, exercising, and doing small business. Everyone is working hard for life and living proudly for the ordinary.

Yu Hui came to the place where he once rented. As soon as the key was inserted, the door was pushed open from inside.

Someone?

who?

"Boss!" Haiyan said apologetically as soon as she opened the door, "I forgot to return the luggage to you yesterday, which made you take you away by the police again. I'm so sorry." After that, he lowered his head and bowed deeply.

"It's okay, it's not the first time I've been in." Yu Hui waved his hand and walked into the door, looking at the room and asked, "Why are you here? Where is Fatty Jiang?"

Before he went to prison, he handed over the key to Jiang Hai, which means that no one except Jiang Hai had the key here.

"Because I have to come here to clean up frequently, Principal Jiang handed me the key." Haiyan said nervously. She made the decision without the boss' consent.

After Hui nodded. The house was clean and he still looked like he was when he left. What was rare is that not only were the green plants lush, but even the koi in the fish tank were enlarged.

Koi are not difficult to raise, but it is not easy to raise well.

It can be seen that Haiyan is very attentive.

"You've been cleaning?" Yu Hui walked to the workbench and picked up a fashion design draft. For a moment, all the details sealed in his mind emerged.

"Yes." Haiyan nodded. She knew the importance of these design drafts to the boss, so she never dared to let outsiders in, even if they were cleaning workers.

Yu Hui opened the drawer on his right hand, and the four cigar boxes were neatly arranged. He couldn't wait to open a box, and the cigar inside had cracked.

"pity!"

Yu Hui shook his head, two years must have been broken.

It would be fine if it was an ordinary cigar. This was a cigar specially customized by a Cuban colleague. The abbreviation "yh" of his name was also on the packaging of the cigarette box and cigar. It was absolutely limited.

But he remembered a total of ten boxes, he took three boxes and gave them two boxes, and he should have five boxes.

After Hui opened other drawers again, but still couldn't find them.

His eyes couldn't help but fall on the design drafts piled up on the table, and he fell into deep thought.

"Are you sure no one else has been here except you?"

"Yes." Haiyan said affirmatively.

"Who?" Yu Hui looked up at the other party.

"Principal Jiang, Gao Chen, Wang Jiawen, Zhou Binglu, everyone made an appointment to move that day. After coming in, I found that it was very... very irregular. I was worried that the things would be lost, so I decided to continue renting them and waiting for you to come back." Seeing that the boss looked a little serious, Haiyan asked carefully, "Is there anything wrong?"

Yu Hui shook his head and said, "It's nothing, just ask."

Fatty Jiang is unlikely. One of the two boxes he gave was for Jiang Hai. And with the other party's shamelessness, he asked him for it directly if he wanted to get it, instead of "take it" by himself.

As for Gao Chen, Wang Jiawen and Zhou Binglu, all the models he once made popular. I heard from the fat man that they were all suppressed by Jia Yunliang later, so it shouldn't be with Cao Jing.

Of course, people's hearts are unpredictable.

After experiencing the betrayal of his close beloved and his close friend, he no longer easily trusts anyone.

Afterglow threw the cigar into the trash.

It may also be that he remembered it wrong.

Two years, it is impossible to remember everything clearly.

Haiyan was not stupid. She knew that there must be something wrong with the boss asking this question, so she took out the key and said in disappointment, "Boss, your key."

Yu Hui took a look and didn't answer, stood up and said, "Don't be too careful."

He walked to the window and there was a 32-story office building not far away. The 23rd floor was Yunhui Fashion Company, which he once founded.

When Haiyan saw the boss looking out the window with her eyes fixedly, she knew that the boss must be very sad, so she comforted her firmly, "Boss, my mother said that good will be rewarded, and evil will be rewarded. It is not that the time has not come."

"You mean I deserve it?"

"No, no." Haiyan explained hurriedly, "I mean, the suffering you suffer now is only temporary, and you will definitely receive good rewards in the future, and those who harm you will definitely receive bad rewards."

Yu Hui couldn't help laughing. This was definitely comparable to the fortune teller in the community.

He was just joking with the other party, but he didn't expect the other party to be so serious, but he really couldn't do it in comforting people. If it were Cao Jing, he would have... three hundred words omitted here.

"The house has been retired." Yu Hui turned around and said to Haiyan, "I don't work here, the house is useless to me. You know, I can't afford it now."

"Boss, you don't have to pay, I'll pay." Haiyan said immediately.

She doesn't want to see her boss get embarrassed because of money.

"Why, are you very rich?" Yu Hui looked at the other party coldly and said lightly, "Don't try to meddle in other people's business. It's better to live your life like anything."

"Yes, boss." Haiyan lowered her head deeply, her voice was so thin that it was inaudible.

Yu Hui returned to the workbench, picked up the design draft on the table and looked at it, and threw it into the paper shredder beside him.

"Sizi!"

"boss!"

Haiyan was shocked.

These fashion design drafts are the boss's efforts for many years. They not only witness the boss's growth and transformation, but also the boss's devoted efforts to fashion design. How can it be ruined?

"No, boss!"

This is a five-level confidential paper shredder. The size of the shredder is 2*13mm. In addition, the contents on the shredded paper are all designed lines, and once it is crushed, there is no possibility of restoration.

"Clothing certainly has many classic designs, but with the development of society and the distance of culture, this design should keep pace with the times. Clothing is just the clothes worn on your body, and fashion represents the current trends or the times."

Yu Hui said while putting the design draft into the paper shredder:
To be continued...