In the past half month, although Fang Kewen had fantasized about returning home countless times, he actually came here but wanted to escape from the bottom of his heart. The little courage that he had finally plucked up in his heart disappeared in an instant. Although Zhuo Yishang helped him clear away the toxins that had been accumulated in his body for a long time, he could not remove the shadow and inferiority in his heart. How could he face his relatives now?

Luo Lie had guessed from Fang Kewen's actions that he was hesitant at this moment. He took out a cigarette from the cigarette box and handed it to Fang Kewen. Fang Kewen shook his head. He was addicted to cigarettes in the past, but the five years of claustrophobia have changed too much. Even he himself doubted whether Fang Kewen's past was dead. Now he doesn't even know him.

Arnold rubbed his big red nose, took out a stainless steel wine pot from the pocket of the army green wool coat, unscrewed the lid and gulped two sips of strong wine, then closed his eyes, feeling the hot pleasure of the hot current sliding down the esophagus, and waited until the volatile aroma of wine spreads and fills his throat, and then he burped comfortably. He did not understand the preciousness of real life without the experience of dying and dying.

You must have fun in life. Don’t let the golden cup face the moon empty. This is an ancient poem that Arnold just learned. He feels that this poem talks about his heart. The poet Li Bai is much deeper and more profound than Byron, who is native to his hometown of Britain, and the realm of Landon is much higher, which makes Arnold appreciate Chinese culture more and more.

This appreciation even made him take time to understand Li Bai's life and works, and gradually turned his admiration for Li Bai into practical actions. He even had the idea of ​​becoming a poet, and soon realized the shortcut from it. Li Bai had a hundred poems about wine and poems. If he wanted to become a poet, he had to drink like Li Bai. However, from Pale Mountain to Tianjin, he still didn't even hold up a liquor poem, but instead quickly squandered the rewards of this adventure in the tavern and casino.

Luo Lie was helpless about this guy's urinary nature, but as a friend, he had to advise him a few words, but before he finished speaking, Arnold used his idol Li Bai's poems to repay him with his natural talent, and he would come back again. Money was not brought to life or death, but it was spent to play its real role. So Luo Lie did not persuade him again. He realized that this guy was difficult to change his nature. Even if it was a mountain of gold, this guy would try every means to squander it in the shortest time.

Luo Lie lit the match, lit the cigarette in his hand, and whispered: "Anyway, no one in Tianjin recognizes us, so he just takes it as a walk." He deliberately said casually, but in fact he relieved the pressure on Fang Kewen, who was worried about gains and losses, in this way.

Fang Kewen understood the meaning of his words. Luo Lie was clearly reminding himself that even if he walked into the Fang family in a grand manner, his family would not recognize who he was. What's more, he had already determined that he had died five years ago, and no one would have thought that he would still live in the world. Fang Kewen thought to himself, since he was here, let's take a look. As long as he didn't take the initiative to confess his identity, no one would recognize him who appeared.

Rickshaws lined up on the road outside the train station. Although the weather was very cold, the rickshaw business was not good. The coachmen who were waiting there to live gathered together in groups of three or three to chat. Seeing the guests leaving the station, the coachmen immediately rushed around.

Fang Kewen didn't want to take a rickshaw. He limped out of the surrounding area of ​​the driver. When he walked across the road, there were trams not far away. China's first tram originated from Tianjin. The yellow roof and grass-green body formed a unique scenic line on the streets of Tianjin along the inherent tracks. When Fang Kewen tried to cross the road, a tram was coming from the left.

Luo Lie originally wanted to remind Fang Kewen to slow down, but Fang Kewen accelerated the speed instead and crossed the road before the tram arrived, ignoring the tram's rapid clanging sound. Although Fang Kewen did not say a word since he arrived in Tianjin, he could see from his actions that he was about to return home.

Luo Lie and Arnau were separated by a tram. When the tram passed, Fang Kewen was standing in front of the door of Fangyuan Department Store diagonally across the road, staring blankly at the signboard at the door. This department store is one of the many industries of the Fang family. Although it has been five years since it has left, nothing has changed here.

Fang Kewen looked at the door of the department store and his eyes were already wet. He handled everything from site selection to opening. He still remembered the grand occasion when it opened. Tianjin celebrities gathered, and even the mayor and British counselor came to support him at that time. At that time, he was full of energy and confidence. No one in Tianjin could look up to him. Now, he stood in front of his own industry, and customers entering and leaving, and even the clerks at the door treated him as like an air. No one could recognize his original identity. Luo Lie was right. No one in Tianjin could recognize him now, and an inexplicable sadness emerged in his heart.

Fang Kewen did not have the courage to walk into the department store door. He was extremely contradictory inside, that was, he wanted to see his family and friends, but was worried about being recognized. This feeling of worry about gains and losses made his heart beat up and down. If he was constantly beaten by an invisible hand, he stood in the bustling crowd, but suddenly felt lonely as if he had just fallen into the secret realm of Jiuyou. An unprecedented strong feeling came to his mind, and he wanted to escape from here as soon as possible.

Just when Fang Kewen decided to leave, a black Mercedes-Benz sedan came to the door and stopped. A man in a suit and ties and a black top hat walked out of the car. He was tall, handsome and majestic. The person who came was Fang Kewen's uncle Fang Kangwei.

Seeing her uncle come out of the car, Fang Kewen subconsciously turned around, fearing that Fang Kangwei would recognize him, which was also an instinctive reaction.

As Fang Kangwei walked out of the car, a beautiful Japanese girl was wearing a moon-white kimono, with beautiful eyebrows and gentle expressions. The white cotton socks on her feet were spotless and a pair of wooden clogs under her feet. After getting off the car, she naturally held Fang Kangwei's arm. From this action alone, it can be seen that the relationship between the two is extraordinary.

Fang Kangwei's expression was cold and arrogant, and he did not look at him from the moment he walked out of the car.

Fang Kewen felt relieved at first, and then he felt unspeakable loss in his heart. The uncle who was best with him in the family did not recognize him anymore. In fact, it was no wonder that he had become a disabled person and had a face covering. Except for Luo Lie, who understood the inside story, who knew his true identity? He secretly looked at Fang Kangwei. Although Fang Kangwei was his uncle, he was only five years older than him. On the surface, he was an uncle-nephew relationship, but in fact they got along like brothers in the past. There were many playboys in the wealthy family, and Fang Kewen was cynical and frivolous, but he was not a prodigal son who was squandering, and he was quite talented in doing business. Fang Kangwei, who is also a descendant of the Fang family, had more ridiculous behavior than him, but he did not have the same ability as him.

Fang Kangwei is the youngest son of Fang Shiming, the old man Fang, who was originally very favored by the old man, but he was cowardly and indecisive in his work. The old man taught him that he could do nothing well. In addition, he did everything he could eat, drink, gambling and smoking. He was young and squandered and became addicted to smoking, which made the old man lose hope for him. Before Fang Kewen had an accident, the old man said that he would drive Fang Kangwei, who had a bad record, out of the house. Fortunately, Fang Kewen and his son pleaded for him, so he opened his mouth to him.

Fang Kangwei was particularly grateful to Fang Kewen for this, of course, this was related to his frequent borrowing money from Fang Kewen to rescue emergency services. Before Fang Kewen disappeared, his uncle's status in the family was far inferior to his.
Chapter completed!