Chapter 317

The education that Su Xiangyang was instilled in since childhood is to strive to be recognized by the Huo family.

The first premise of being recognized is, of course, to be a obedient son loved and appreciated by Huo dad.

Like easy to know difficult, is absolutely contrary to this education.

"I have no way but to hide my mind and try my best to have a clean relationship with easy to know and difficult to forget. Who knows that this fool will come to the same university as me and like me so much."

Speaking of this, Su Xiangyang smiled helplessly, as if he thought of some interesting things in those years, the sweetness and bitterness of memories.

"You know, a family like the Huo family will be known by many people in Nancheng. Not to mention that I am an illegitimate child. Everyone likes to read gossip. It's easy to know but difficult to help me if someone wants to destroy me." Su Xiangyang said.

I vaguely felt that Su Xiangyang was talking about the fight, so it was easy to know that he lost his graduation opportunity and went to prison.

"Easy to know difficult face, is it really the fat man who scratched it?" I asked.

"No, he scratched it himself." What Su Xiangyang said overturned my cognition.

It was said in the university that it was easy to know but difficult to do. It was su Xiangyang who came forward, so he went to fight with people. As a result, there was a tragedy.

But Su Xiangyang said that all this is easy to know and difficult to cause by himself.

I shook my head. "I don't quite understand. Can you make it clear?"

"It's complicated, isn't it?" Su Xiangyang smiled at me. "To be honest, I also felt incredible at that time."

The so-called fat man who mocks Su Xiangyang is actually a childe of Nancheng upper class society.

He knew Su Xiangyang and the easy to know and difficult things, and planned to say this as a joke at the family banquet, at which Huo's father would also attend.

This means that Su Xiangyang's efforts to create the image of a good son for more than ten years will be destroyed.

It's easy to know but difficult to know. I also know that I can't fight this person.

Let's just burn jade and stone.

He prepared the blade in his hand in advance. When the fat man came, he scratched his cheek and planted it to the fat man.

Even if he was the worst person in the end, the banquet was cancelled and sent abroad to study because of the restlessness of the fat man.

A storm ended under the pain of easy to know and difficult.

I was stunned and it took me a long time to recover.

How easy is it to know how difficult it is to graduate from college? Only 22?

At the age of just beginning to sprout, he was willing to do such a thing for Su Xiangyang, which could almost ruin his life.

"After he came out, I took him to the villa in the countryside. I'm not too much. I'm afraid fat people will come to trouble him, but I didn't expect that he was the one who made trouble for me first."

The next thing, more subvert my imagination.

Su Xiangyang told me that the accident about the hotel was easy to know and difficult to complete alone.

I think it's incredible.

"Not long after he got out of prison, he hasn't even figured out what's going on in today's society. How can he come up with such a perfect plan?"

If it had not been easy to know and difficult to surrender, it would have taken us a long time to find the murderer.

Su Xiangyang was silent for a moment. He took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and looked at me again. "Will it affect you?"

"You stand at the lower air outlet, so it'll be all right." I said.

A cigarette was lit, the scarlet dots flickered, and the thick white smoke gradually dispersed in the air.

The story continues.

"Prison is a magical place. You can always meet a lot of powerful people there." Su Xiangyang said.

In other words, Su Xiangyang learned his skills from others.

"I owe easy to know too much. After you finished with me that day, I wanted to find him. I wanted to tell him that I would pick him up after he got out of prison. I don't care about the identity of the Huo family's son. I want to understand. I just want to be an ordinary person. Unfortunately, I didn't wait."

"You could have waited." I took a deep breath and said.

Su Xiangyang was puzzled. "What do you mean?"

"Before Yi Zhinan committed suicide, your mother went to see him, and when Yi Zhinan was sent to the funeral home, your mother also went." I explained softly.

As for more speculation, I didn't say.

After all, there is no evidence and we should not make a direct conclusion.

What's more, the suspect is Su Xiangyang's mother.

As I thought, Su Xiangyang couldn't accept my statement at all. He stepped back several steps and shook his head constantly, "it's impossible. You must be lying to me."

"I can only give you so much evidence. Su Xiangyang, what you think of is your own reason. You believe it, so you have such a guess." I said.

The words fell, and Su Xiangyang was silent.

The cigarette was caught between his fingers and kept burning back until it burned Su Xiangyang's hand. He was surprised to loosen it. The cigarette butts fell to the ground, and the scarlet sparks scattered and quickly disappeared.

"No," he still shook his head at me, "you induced me to think so. How can my mother have anything to do with this? She doesn't even know that it's easy to know but difficult to know. "

"Have you ever thought about how easy it would be for that family to press down in Nancheng as an orphan, even if it was easy to know but difficult to pay such a high price at the beginning? Why send the children abroad? Unless someone adds fuel and fire to the fire behind his back. "

When Su Xiangyang told this story just now, I already felt wrong.

Now I say it again, that is to affirm my suspicion in my heart.

I even feel that it is easy to know and difficult to do these things this time. They are all ordered by someone.

Even if Yi Zhinan wants to help Su Xiangyang, he should not choose the hotel where I have a relationship with manna.

After all, the enemy Su Xiangyang really has to face is Huo Tinggui.

Su Xiangyang still shook his head at me and his eyes were red. "Don't talk nonsense. He's dead. Isn't that enough? Why make up this? "

"You can't believe what I said. As long as you think it's false in your heart, I have nothing to say." I don't insist.

Give the rest of the letters in the bag to Su Xiangyang.

Solemnly, he raised his head and told him, "what is easy to know and difficult to write is that if he can meet you again, he will no longer accept your help. He would rather be killed in the corner. At least, he won't let his dirty pollute your world."

As soon as I finished, Su Xiangyang's shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

Tears surged out.