Hong Yanwu was sitting on the calfskin sofa in the living room, and he had been stroking the head of a black panther statue next to him with his right hand.
In the past, he used to sit here like this. This wooden statue of a black panther from Africa, carved to true proportions, had already been touched by him and became slippery on its forehead.
Hong Yanwu's luggage had been packed, and in addition to his treasures, a kitchen knife was stuffed into the bag at his feet.
He is leaving soon, and now he just wants to see this living room again and say his final farewell to his house.
After buying this house, Hong Yanwu specially invited an interior designer from Hong Kong who is well-known in the international design community to do the decoration design.
The designer had served the British royal family, and his clients were mostly celebrities and wealthy businessmen. After learning that he liked the gorgeous style of the palace aristocracy, the designer spent an eight-figure sum of money on decoration to make this place.
The house evokes a splendor worthy of Buckingham Palace.
Hong Yanwu still remembers his surprise when he walked into this living room for the first time after the renovation was completed.
The crystal lamps, floor lamps, hardwood furniture in the living room, the sofa by the window... any piece you pick up is worth tens of thousands of dollars. All decoration materials, furniture, accessories, and even flowers and plants are imported. The house
Everything there made him feel the meaning of the words "world of difference" in reality.
As he held the white and gold handrails and slowly spiraled up the stairs, his heart was filled with excitement, and he suddenly felt the emotion of reaching the sky in one step. He thought about the small house he lived in in Furuli Guanyin Temple, and even
It was less than half the size of the living room and bathroom. He never dreamed that he would have such a huge wealth. He loved this house very much.
But now, the former magnificence has been submerged in dust, and everything in the house only shows a terrible indifference. There are no lights, no sounds, no budding flowers, no leisurely goldfish, and no trace of warmth. Once let
He was so excited about the big house, but now all that's left is sadness.
This is really a strange change.
Of course, this place was harmed by outsiders as if it was robbed by the Eight-Nation Allied Forces, but this was not the reason for him to feel depressed and depressed. The real reason was that this luxurious residence, which was enough to make people roll around, was not used for this purpose.
The "gorgeous castle" composed of warm white and soft gold has completely lost its vitality precisely because of the lack of family affection, love and family happiness.
Hong Yanwu suddenly felt the faint laughter of the children of the past appearing in the house.
Is it an hallucination? There has been no laughter of children in the house for a long time.
Without realizing it, a warm smile appeared on his face.
He missed the girl he kicked out of the house a long time ago. He missed the naughty footprints she left on the Italian chaise longue, missed the living room where her toys were always scattered, and missed her riding on his neck to pick the garden.
The cherry inside, missing her crawling into bed and playing with him every night...
She is such a lovable and loving little girl.
But she... is not his daughter, they have no blood relationship at all.
Thinking of this, his heart sank into the abyss.
Hong Yanwu stood up from his chair, picked up his bag and walked to the door. He touched the door handle but stopped and turned around, facing the wide and empty stairs, and finally stared at this lifeless house.
He suddenly felt something: the rich have the sorrow of the rich, and the poor have the happiness of the poor.
A kind father and mother, respectful brothers and sisters, loving husband and wife, and children and grandchildren are the simplest pursuit of happiness for most Chinese people. Even though many people live in poverty, they still have the warmth of relatives caring for each other. However, these ordinary people
The ordinary happiness that everyone could have was lost forever to him. No matter how much money he paid, he could no longer get the happiness brought by family happiness.
Since he was alone in the house, most of the time after nightfall had become an unbearable burden for him.
In this mansion worth tens of millions of dollars, there is a study room, a gym, a billiards room, a swimming pool, and even a small movie theater. But every time he spends time in these, he always loses interest in a short period of time.
.And the loneliness brought about by the silence at home frightened him. He could only sleep peacefully in a noisy and lively environment with others. This change in his mood affected every staff member, nanny, and chef working in this house.
, driver, almost everyone can feel it.
In order to avoid loneliness, he used to hang out in various clubs, clubs or casinos every day to enjoy himself.
Tonight, I don't know where I am when I wake up from the drunkenness. He is always holding a glass of wine on the gambling table, on the dance floor, and intoxicated by the music.
He began to change women, hoping that a variety of female companions could drive away his depression. In bed, he enjoyed the caress of various women and tried various stimulating methods. But when he tried all new and exciting tricks
Afterwards, the loneliness in my heart will still launch a sudden attack.
He only felt endless boredom and fatigue, and the charm of money seemed to dim.
Working hard to make money, just for this?
He has been to places with high consumption and high enjoyment in the world, but what exactly has he enjoyed? Is he just consuming and producing garbage like this?
When people reach middle age, they seem to suddenly find that they have missed the mark. Why do everything they pursue and possess seem so irresistible? Is more money really a good thing?
He only figured this out clearly during the years he was imprisoned by Gao Ming.
Hong Yanwu finally realized his pity. In the final analysis, he was just a money-hating bug.
Everything has a price. He did not hesitate to do anything for money and gave all his family affection. At first, he didn't care, but now he knows that he was wrong. He is actually a poor man in the true sense. If someone bids at this time, he can
Let him live again, even if it costs everything, he is willing to do so.
But where can he buy it?
When Hong Yanwu had to face the night alone, the house seemed to have aged. The furniture in the living room was dim and seemed to be slowly decaying. There was only a lonely and small shadow on the smooth imported wooden floor.
He sighed deeply, lowered his head, turned around, opened the door, and walked out in the wind and snow.
In the garden, the wind and snow were even worse.
Hong Yanwu struggled to push open the iron gate of the garden. Then he found the "Silver Mercedes" in the garage. To his surprise, not only was the window glass obviously damaged, but also a wiper blade.
It's even broken. This is extremely unlucky for escaping in the snow.
But he knew better that it would only be safe until the three people in the restaurant woke up, and he had to make full use of every precious minute to get away from here as soon as possible. There was no choice.
The electric door of the garage slowly rose, and the wind whipped the snow and immediately poured it into the garage. Where the car lights shone, you could clearly see the snow flakes flying in the air like torn cotton wool.
Hong Yanwu drove the car slowly out of the garage. When he finally passed the garden gate, he couldn't help lowering the window and sticking his head out. He turned around and held his neck and shouted to the home where he had lived for more than 20 years.
"I'll never come back!"
At this moment, it seemed a bit familiar. Hong Yanwu suddenly remembered that when he walked out of the prison door for the first time thirty years ago, he seemed to have shouted so hard. But the difference this time was that he was doing it with everything he had ever owned.
The final farewell.
The moment he drove the car out of the garden gate, for some reason, the secretion of his tear glands was no longer under his control.