The sound of arguing outside woke up Sheng Kuang, who was sleeping deeply. He turned over subconsciously, causing a pain in his wound.
"Oh my God, it's already noon." He sat up sleepily and looked at the clock on the wall. Ever since he moved out to live alone, Sheng Kuang hadn't slept so peacefully for a long time.
"Girl, please keep your voice down! Don't wake up your brother!" Sheng Kuang vaguely heard the voice of Sheng's mother scolding her younger sister Sheng. Then Sheng's sharper and louder shouts rang out: "Why did my brother sleep until this time?
You don’t care, but you have to wake me up early in the morning when I don’t go to bed until two in the morning?”
Sheng's mother was furious: "Of course you need to have a good rest if your brother is injured! And you, who forces you to go to bed early in the morning every day? Why do you have to stay up late every day because of your own body? Don't do it for those messy things.
Affects rest and study!”
"What are the messy things! I like painting, I just like painting! Things that seem insignificant in my mother's eyes are just dreams to me, do you understand?" Because of his mother's arbitrary and unwillingness to understand, he was furious.
Burn and argue vigorously.
Sheng Kuang listened dumbfounded as he listened to the quarrel between his mother and his sister. Sure enough, even though he hadn't been back to this home for several years, the way the mother and daughter got along had not changed.
He rubbed his still groggy head, stood up, opened the closet, and dug out the few sets of clothes he had left here. He put on his shirt carefully, trying to avoid touching his injured arm.
Sheng Kuang has always paid attention to his appearance. He even has to comb his hair on weekdays and wear a crisp suit even when he is out in the field. He always likes to tidy up himself with a calm expression after knocking down the prisoner neatly.
Wearing clothes, that moment is often the time when his subordinates are most envious of An Ran. Even if he was injured at this moment, he still would not choose more convenient and loose clothes, but put on a well-fitting shirt as usual. He
Frowning, resisting the pain, he clumsily buttoned the buttons one by one.
Sheng Kuang has not been back to his parents' home for a while, and the room that once belonged to him has hardly changed. Although Sheng's mother often cleans this room, the furnishings here are still the same as before, and there seems to be even a small alarm clock.
They are not easily changed.
Sheng Kuang opened the drawer and looked for the tie clip, and suddenly saw a box in the corner. The box contained the cufflinks An Ran gave him. He suddenly recalled An Ran's nervous and shy expression on his birthday last year.
He gently touched the cufflinks and showed a helpless smile.
After finishing packing, Sheng Kuang walked out of the room and saw his mother poking his sister Sheng's forehead with hatred. After seeing her son, Sheng's mother didn't bother to lose her temper and said with a smile: "Oh, my son.
You're up, were you woken up by us? How about your sister and I change places to quarrel, and you can continue to sleep for a while? "
Sheng Kuang replied: "No, I've slept long enough."
Sheng's mother immediately said with concern: "Let's have some food, are you hungry?"
"Mom, I got up early in the morning. I didn't eat breakfast or even drink any water. I didn't see you caring about me." Sheng pouted and complained.
Sheng's mother said angrily: "If you insist on being angry and not eating, I won't bother to care about you!"
"Okay, Mom, my son is already so old and has his own ideas. Please stop scolding her a little less in the future." Sheng Kuang was afraid that the two of them would quarrel again, so he hurriedly stepped forward to be the peacemaker.
Sheng's mother could only listen to her son's words in this house. She patted his hand with a smile and said, "Okay, I listen to my son. He is not as experienced as this girl. Let's go and eat. Mom will do whatever you like today."
Food to eat.”
Sheng Kuang sat down in the restaurant. As soon as he picked up his chopsticks, his cell phone rang. Sheng's mother frowned and said, "Who is it? I want to disturb you even during my vacation."
Sheng Kuang smiled apologetically and said, "It should be an urgent matter at work. I'll take care of it first." He walked to the living room, answered the phone, and asked, "What's the matter?"
A man said with a cry: "It's not good, captain, An Ran, Chai Shanqing and several young team members were caught by the icv people, I'm afraid their lives are not guaranteed!"
Sheng Kuang asked in surprise: "What happened? Why were you suddenly arrested by the ICV people? Did Director Yang order you to carry out the mission?"
The man who was crying on the other end of the phone was afraid of being blamed, so he said tremblingly: "No...it's Chai Shanqing. They said they knew that Yu Sixiang and a member of icv were going to meet at the Shenxiang Cafe on Chengling Road, so they took us with them.
I set up an ambush in the past and wanted to catch them all, but ended up falling into the other party's trap. A few brothers and I finally escaped, and I really don't know what to do."
Sheng Kuang yelled anxiously and angrily: "You stupid thing! Why didn't you tell me about such an important matter in advance? You think I have suspended my duties and reflect on myself, and I can't control you anymore, right?"
"No, Captain. We just want to do something big to show you and Director Yang..."
"Big deal? Is this the big deal you are doing? You are involved in it! Find a safe place to hide, don't act rashly, and wait until I find a way to save them." Sheng Kuang was so angry that he almost threw away his phone, and he stamped his feet irritably.
I put my feet on the floor a few times and thought about what to do.
"Xiao Kuang, what's wrong? What happened?" Sheng's mother heard her son scolding his subordinates. She didn't know what happened, so she hurried over and asked with concern.
Sheng Kuang calmed down, smiled reluctantly and said, "It's okay, Mom, a few new kids are not sensible and got into trouble. I'm sorry, Mom, I don't have time to eat, I have to rush back to deal with it."
Sheng's mother said worriedly: "You are still injured. Why rush there in such a hurry? Isn't there anyone else who can help you share the burden first?"
"The situation is somewhat urgent and I have to go."
"What's the emergency? The food can't be eaten well?" Sheng Kuang's father Sheng Wenzhe, who had just returned home, asked displeasedly. As a father, Sheng Wenzhe was always strict, and always spoke in a deep and calm manner.
Sheng Kuang explained: "Something went wrong at work and I had to rush back..."
Sheng Wenzhe took off his shoes and suit jacket, frowned and asked: "Are you the only one who can work? Everyone else is a freeloader? Why do you have to run back after just one day of rest?"
Sheng's mother helped: "That's right, Xiao Kuang, will you have to work hard day and night again this time? How can your body bear it? No matter what, you should finish the meal, don't treat your body badly.
."
Sheng Kuang hugged his mother's shoulders and said apologetically: "I'm so sorry, Mom. It's really an emergency. If I delay any longer, it will be too late. I'll stay with you well next time. Dad, I'm leaving first."
Sheng's mother looked at her son's hurried away figure and said with disappointment, "Oh, he always said he would accompany me next time. I really don't know when the next time will be." She patted Sheng Wenzhe on the back.
He said angrily: "You, don't always act like an old face to your son from now on. If you have something to say, say it properly."
"Why didn't I say it properly? Didn't I just try to persuade him to stay? He insisted on leaving." Sheng Wenzhe argued with some grievance.
"Are you trying to persuade your children to stay? You, you, if you care about your children, you should let them know. Why have you been a strict father for so many years? You only know how to teach your children and don't say any warm words."
Sheng Wenzhe always spoke his mind and was very dignified in front of his children and subordinates, but in front of his wife, he turned into a considerate and good man. He said in a gentle tone: "Okay, okay, my wife, I will pay more attention next time. You,
Don't worry so much. When your children grow up, they will have to go out and make their own way. You can't keep them. I'm starving to death. Come on, let's go eat."
