Chapter 2050

Chapter 2050

Because of this, the eighteen-year-old Pei Zhun was shocked and unacceptable when he learned that this spiritual support was actually Fu Yuemingshi, which almost overwhelmed him.

The day he turned eighteen happened to be the day when he won a prestigious award. He was filled with joy. While looking forward to this year's birthday gifts and letters, he couldn't wait to tell the other party that he had won such a big award.

Who knows.

By accident, he met Fu Yueming backstage when he was receiving the award.

Fu Yueming looked very different from what she saw on TV. With gray hair, she wore a plain cheongsam and stood with his mentor.

Pei Zhun hid immediately.

The two of them passed by him while talking.

Pei Zhun clearly heard his mentor say: "Aren't you still going to meet Pei Zhun? You have helped him so much over the years, and he has been looking forward to meeting you."

"It's better...it's gone. The days are long."

Pei Zhun doesn't remember much now.

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What was I thinking at that moment?

All he remembered was that he rushed out immediately.

Anger, confusion, shame, all kinds of emotions came crashing down like a tsunami.

Fu Yueming's bodyguard pressed him to the cold floor the moment he approached Fu Yueming.

"Fu Yueming, you murderer! Who wants your charity!!!" Pei Zhun struggled desperately and screamed, "Why did you kill my father and mother!!"

The scene was chaotic.

The awards were canceled.

That evening, Pei Zhun formally met Fu Yueming for the first time.

In a luxurious apartment.

"First of all, I have to clarify for myself that the death of your parents has nothing to do with me, even if your father and I have differences. But I grew up watching your father, and I cultivated him. I regard him as From my perspective as half a son, which mother would kill her child because of a quarrel?"

Pei Zhun naturally didn't believe this.

"Here, there is everything related to your father." Seeing this, Fu Yueming didn't bother to explain anything, and pushed a small suitcase in front of Pei Zhun, "It stands to reason that these things would have been there for a long time." It’s time to give it to you, but considering that you are still too young, I thought over and over again and made the selfish decision to wait until you grow up and mature mentally before giving it back to you.”

"You also said that it wasn't you who killed my father. It wasn't you who killed him. Why are his things here with you?" Pei Zhun slammed the table angrily.

Fu Yueming looked at him and only said: "My child, after you finish reading this, I believe you will find the answer. When the time comes...it's up to you whether you want to find me or not."

After Fu Yueming left.

Pei Zhun stared at the box for a long time.

He remembers things early.

He was impressed by this box.

The faded graffiti on the box was painted when he was naughty.

Neither father nor mother scolded him.

His father even picked him up and lifted him up, saying that he had been so talented in painting since he was a child, and he was afraid that he would become a great painter in the future.

Pei Zhun's eyes were sore.

He reached for the suitcase and opened it.

There are some English materials in the suitcase, as well as a key and several well-preserved memory cards.

Pei Zhun remembered that both his father and mother had the habit of recording with cameras when they were working.

Pei Zhun saw his father's explanation of this habit in the book left by his father.

He said: "Words can record events, but it is difficult to retain emotions, so he prefers to use images to record work diaries."

Pei Zhun is very smart.

Naturally, I immediately guessed what those memory cards were.

Pei Zhun took a long vacation.

Returned to the home where I once lived with my parents.

This place was like a nightmare to my grandparents. Over the years, they were reluctant to sell it, but they had never been there.