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Chapter 565: Confess Everything

Han Fei, who was leaning on the bench, felt someone pushing him. He opened his eyes drowsily: "What time is it? Have you got 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 like alcohol?"

"fine."

"That's fine." Han Fei stood up, straightened his suit, and walked out of the small park with Fu Sheng: "Tomorrow, tell your mother that lunch is not enough, and ask her to prepare an extra one."

"Aren't you going to go to work tomorrow?" Fu Sheng turned to look at his father, as if it was the first time he saw his father like this.

"You, a high school student who skips classes every day, still care about me, an adult who skips classes?" Han Fei shook his suit, hoping to get rid of the smell of alcohol as soon as possible.

"But I know most of the courses taught in school, and the rest are not interesting to me. Isn't school just a place to teach knowledge?" Fu Sheng said expressionlessly while holding his schoolbag.

Hearing Fu Sheng's rebuttal, Han Fei was speechless: "Very good."

Along the street, the father and son walked back to the community. They did not feel any discomfort.

Arriving at the door of his house, Han Fei knocked on the door.

After a while, the wife came over and opened the door. She immediately 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 weird."

"I'm going to cook." Han Fei felt a little guilty. Usually when he went to work, he would go home with his head held high, but this time after returning home after drinking, he always felt uneasy and had to do some housework.

"Stop being busy, I've done it. You guys hurry up and wash your hands and eat." His wife helped Han Fei take off his 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: "I drank some wine with my friends at noon and then fell asleep."

"Drink less alcohol, it's not good for your health."

"Don't worry." Han Fei was very aware of his physical condition, but he still blurted out those two words. If possible, he was willing to protect the family from wind and rain.

The family was sitting around the dining table. Fu Tian no longer bothered to watch TV. He was attracted by the delicious food on the table. He held chopsticks in his hand and stared at the food.

No one talked at this dinner, but the meal was very warm, and it seemed that everyone was working together to maintain the last warmth.

After eating and drinking, Fu Sheng did not go back to his room for the first time. He sat in the corner of the sofa in the living room and read a book.

The wife washed the dishes and tidied the kitchen.

Fu Tian, ​​who was full of energy every day, shouted that he wanted to play hide and seek with Han Fei. He was still caught by Han Fei every time, but when he caught Han Fei, he could never find him.

That cute little face was particularly unconvinced. He had been defeated and defeated again and again.

My wife shook her head when she saw this scene. Boys are so competitive. Han Fei is such an old man, and he still has to go all out to play hide and seek, keep moving, and his vision is blocked.

When Fu Tian was tired from playing, Han Fei picked him up and said, "I'll take Fu Tian into the house to sleep first."

Pushing open the door of Fu Tian's room, Han Fei had just put Fu Tian on the bed when he suddenly found that all Fu Tian's toys had been put into boxes and packed and sealed.

"This is……"

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

"It feels a little strange." Han Fei opened the doors of several more rooms and found that many things had been installed: "It was fine when I woke up in the morning. Did she pack these during the day?"

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

She sat at the dining table and took out a carefully kept document bag from the cabinet.

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

"You went to my company yesterday?!" Han Fei's heart beat loudly when he heard what his wife said, and his eyes widened.

"When I went there, you had already left. It was Zhao Qian who met me. After my inquiry, she told me the mother's contact information."

"Which mother?"

"Fu Yi's mother."

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

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

"I am also a mother. I know her pain. If she had other options, she would definitely not come to you." The wife pushed the things on the table in front of Han Fei: "Sell the house.

It’s important to save people.”

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

"Thanks."

After Han Fei said the word thank you, his wife shook her head: "Actually, I didn't do this to help him, I just wanted to thank you. Thank you for turning my fantasy scene into reality."

She put her hands on the table and clasped them together: "I don't understand why something like this happened, but I am sure that you are not Fu Yi."

Saying this, the wife seemed to have exhausted all her strength. She lay on the dining table, feeling particularly uncomfortable, as if a little girl had thrown her favorite rose to a place where she could never touch it.

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes." Han Fei nodded and slowly put his hand on his pants pocket. He was thinking about whether to tell his wife the diagnosis result.

"I took a look at the new house today." The wife took out her mobile phone. She moved a chair and sat next to Han Fei: "It's near Fu Sheng's school. We can rent it long-term until Fu Sheng finishes his college entrance examination."

"Is this house a little dilapidated?" When Han Fei saw the display picture, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. The layout of the room was exactly the same as what he saw in the manager's task!

Narrow, dark, and shabby, it is very close to the school, but only a few stops away from the plastic surgery hospital.

Living in a place like that, Fu Tian and Fu Sheng's talent for seeing ghosts would definitely shine.

"Then let's take a look. The main reason is that Fu Yi's condition cannot be delayed any longer. In order to prevent the condition from getting worse, we have to send the money as soon as possible."

"Let's choose carefully." Han Fei did not take out the diagnosis results. He planned to give his wife some time to relax.

"Then I'm going to pack my things. The agent will be here tomorrow."

"Now it will be troublesome to find an agent and show people the house. I do know that there is someone who has always wanted a house in our community." Han Fei still remembered Octopus's unscrupulous ridicule to him yesterday. That guy regarded Fu Yi as the most important thing.

The competitor, who had spare money, also happened to want to buy a house in the community where Fu Yi lived.

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

"Fu Yi? What are you doing with me?" Loud music came from the mobile phone, and the octopus seemed to be having a carnival.

"Didn't you want to buy my house yesterday? I can sell it to you at 90% of the market price, but the premise is that you must prepare the procedures before noon tomorrow and bring at least enough money for a down payment."

The discount offered by Han Fei was simply astonishing. His house was located in the city center and was priced but not available. The price would increase every year.

"10% off!" Octopus suddenly became energetic, and the music on the phone began to weaken. Octopus seemed to have run outside the nightclub: "Are you serious?"

"You also know my current situation. I need money very much." Han Fei flipped the house purchase contract on the table: "I have also contacted other people here. If you are sincere about buying, then come here as soon as possible."

"Okay! It's a deal! I'll take leave tomorrow and come find you!"

After hanging up the phone, Han Fei put all the documents away. He was anxious to sell tomorrow for two reasons. The first was because of the shrine random mission, and tomorrow was the last day; the second was because of the hatred that the players had said before.

We should be here tomorrow night.

If Han Fei's guess is correct, the other party's target is someone in this family, so he must move away as soon as possible.

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

Octopus thought he was picking up the missing pieces, but in fact he was taking over the offer, and maybe he was picking up a ghost offer from the underworld.

"After he buys this house tomorrow, I will tell him not to move in yet and try to save his life."

His wife packed her things overnight, while Han Fei began to plan the next plan.

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

Han Fei got up and entered the bathroom. After putting on his headphones, Han Fei answered the phone.

"What's up?"

"We succeeded. The perfect woman named Du Shu has been sent to the maze of paradise." Wu Shan's voice was trembling, and he was a little shocked: "We lost two more people, and we also found that the plastic surgery hospital is a ghost nest.

Qiangwei also lost contact with us during the operation and seemed to be trapped deep in the hospital."

"Qiangwei didn't escape?"

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

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