As he sat in the car, Han Yuan's tears flowed uncontrollably.
He was not a weak man. He had lived for nearly forty years, even during his first year away from home to join the army, and he had secretly cried several times because he missed his mother. Afterwards, no matter how painful the setbacks had been, he had never shed a single tear.
However, in this half a year, during the half year that he had broken up with Gu Yan, every time he saw his son injured, his heart would be in pain and he would find it hard to control himself.
Was it the fragility of middle age? Or was it because of the love and self-blame he felt for his son? It seems to be all there is!
His father left while his mother fell ill, causing the once strong Han Yuan to become fragile.
His son's understanding, the misfortune of his marriage, and the unhappiness of his career had put his once smooth life on the threshold of forty years of age.
Wiping his face and rubbing his eyes hard, Han Yuan's vision cleared up.
The underground garage was eerily quiet, and the parked cars seemed to be watching him in silence.
After starting up the car, Han Yuan did not know where he was going.
Working is just an excuse, but not going.
He didn't dare to go to his mother's house anymore. With such a state of mind, the old lady could tell at a glance that something was going on in his heart.
A Lan was also not in Hai Zhou. He felt that he didn't even have someone to talk to.
Find Ma Xin Jun and have a drink! Han Yuan took out his phone and hesitated the moment he found Ma Xin Jun's number.
At this time, he actually didn't want to see anyone. His pain and sorrow couldn't be seen by others, and no one else could understand it. He could only bear it silently and digest it silently.
As he drove aimlessly around the streets, Han Yuan was surprised to find an outlet — the Spirit Wing Club.
Han Yuan stopped the car and walked in curiously.
A pretty girl was sitting at the front desk.
Seeing Han Yuan walk in, the little sister immediately got up and greeted him, "Hello sir, may I ask if you want to vent or relax?"
Han Yuan was stunned by these words. He was that direct from the start?
Han Yuan looked around and said, "How do I vent?"
"Please follow me!" She led him down the passage.
There was a long corridor, with closed doors on both sides. The walls were soft, the floor carpeted, and the soundproofing was good.
"This is the catharsis room. Would you like an hour or two?" The little sister opened the door of the catharsis room and told him.
When Han Yuan saw the equipment inside, he could only laugh hoarsely. It was far worse than the props in their army!
Inside were two rubber men, two sandbags, boxing gloves, sticks, and several bottles of mineral water.
"An hour —" Han Yuan said.
"120 yuan," said the little girl. "Please pay first."
Han Yuan took out the money and gave it to her, but in his heart, he was shaking his head and laughing at himself.
Once upon a time, he practiced this every day, training his good muscles and bones.
Now, he needed to rely on this to vent!
Wearing boxing gloves, Han Yuan stood in front of the red rubber man.
Instantly, all the rage in his heart gathered onto his fist, and his eyes became extremely terrifying.
In his eyes, the rubber man had turned into Gu Yan, that abominable ferocious face, made him want to tear her to shreds!
Han Yuan clenched his teeth and punched the rubber man!
The rubber man was immediately knocked around, but after a few wobbles, he returned to his original position.
"Go to hell! Go to hell! "Fucking wicked woman!" Han Yuan roared as he swung his fists from side to side, hitting his hands until they were numb and powerless.
He slumped down on the ground and looked at the rubber man who was still swaying. Han Yuan could not help but jump up and kick him with all his might!
"I want to divorce you, I must divorce you! I will never see you again! "Hong'er is mine, he is a member of our Han family. Don't even think about harming him, don't even think about getting him!" Han Yuan waved his fist and shouted, "I'm taking my son away! Take him away! "
If anyone in this world was the person he hated the most, it would have to be Gu Yan!
This woman who had once brought him endless yearning and happiness had now brought him into an abyss of pain, making him wish he was dead.
"Why do you have to walk into a dead end? Why don't you let go? "Why?" Han Yuan asked, "What kind of creature are you? Why are you so narrow-minded and selfish? Why do you have the heart to hurt your own child! Gu Yan, you are not a human, you are a beast! "A complete beast …"
Han Yuan crazily hit the rubber man as he repeated his anger at Gu Yan over and over again. His eyes were wide open because of the bloodstains and the scarlet-red colour …
"Gu Yan, go to hell! "Ahhh!"
In the end, Han Yuan screamed at the top of his lungs and used the last of his strength to hit the rubber man. The huge impact instantly knocked him to the ground.
He was covered in sweat, sprawled on the carpet, and his body felt as if it had collapsed.
Looking at the blank ceiling, he felt as if everything was spinning around him, spinning non-stop, as if the whole world was being turned upside down.
As it rotated, the crying face of his son, the heart-wrenching cry, appeared in his mind once again and echoed in his ears. Two streams of clear tears slowly rolled down from the corners of Han Yuan's eyes …
After who knows how long, the door was pushed open.
"Big Brother, it's time to —" Little Sister said to Han Yuan, who was still lying on the ground.
Han Yuan then slowly opened his eyes and struggled to get up. He smiled apologetically at his little sister, then took off his boxing gloves and walked out.
It was four o'clock in the afternoon, the sunlight outside was a bit pale and blinding white. Looking at the busy street, Han Yuan was at a loss, not knowing where he was going.
Going home, the word that had once made him look forward to, was now the source of his pain. He really didn't want to go home, didn't want to see that wicked woman Gu Yan.
Sitting in the car, Han Yuan took out a cigarette, lit it up, and took a long drag.
He pulled out his cell phone and called Lan without thinking. He told her his phone was off and that Lan was still on the plane.
It would take more than ten hours to get to Toronto, and the plane would still be over the Pacific.
Han Yuan raised his head and looked at the sky, imagining that the reason why A Lan was flying across the ocean alone for so long was to see her son. The bitterness and helplessness in his heart surged once again.
People's love is down, only the children can let themselves so worried and worried.
Lan had sent the child so far to give him a better environment and a better life.
He wanted a divorce, but only for his own relief. What about his son? Gu Yan wouldn't let him go even if he died. Even if he couldn't get a son, he still had to face Gu Yan.
Thinking of this, Han Yuan heavily hit the steering wheel, and the car let out an angry roar, "Whooosh ~ ~ ~"
Everyone who passed by was shocked. One of the aunties couldn't help but turn around and glare at him while scolding him.
Han Yuan smiled sadly. Then he extinguished his cigarette and threw it out the window, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
Before long, his phone rang.
Han Yuan picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.
He pulled over to the side of the road to pick it up.
"Eldest nephew, hello!" Uncle Lu's candid voice could be heard.
"Hello, Uncle Lu!" Han Yuan said in surprise.
He did not expect Uncle Lu to call him at this time, since he had not been swimming for a few days.
"You haven't come to the swimming pool in the past few days, what are you doing?" Uncle Lu asked, smiling like an old urchin.
"I've been a bit busy these two days, so I'll be there on time tomorrow." Han Yuan said.
"Hur hur, I don't think you're interested!" Uncle Lu laughed, "Is there something wrong?"
"Nope." Han Yuan said, trying to appear relaxed.
"Eldest nephew, a few days ago, I told you to go to Shenzhen, Guangdong Province, and coincidentally, those people have free time these few days." Eldest nephew, a few days, a few days, I told you to go to Shenzhen, and coincidentally, those people have free time these few days.
"Thank you, Uncle Lu. I will definitely go. We will set off tomorrow!" Han Yuan said happily.
"Okay, tomorrow you will fly directly to Shenzhen, someone will pick you up at the airport —"
"Thank you, Uncle Lu. There's no need to trouble them to pick up the plane. I'll just take a taxi myself." Han Yuan said gratefully.
"You're welcome. I originally wanted to go with you, but my body isn't too well and I can't fly. You can go by yourself, and tell me about the situation when you get back. "
"Okay, Uncle Lu, don't worry. I'll definitely study hard and come back to report to you." Han Yuan said.
"Sure, I'll get them to send you the contact phone over there. You can contact them directly."
With that, Uncle Lu hung up.
Soon, Han Yuan received a text message, it was from Shenzhen and Guangzhou.
Han Yuan was touched by Uncle Lu's concern for him. Why did Uncle Lu treat me so well?
Han Yuan felt that he was too lucky to have met such a warm-hearted good person like Uncle Lu. Furthermore, he was one of the biggest businessmen in Hai Zhou. It was really unbelievable.
After going around the company and meeting each other face to face, Han Yuan went back home to prepare dinner.
Surprisingly, Gu Yan was not at home, and her son was taken away.
Where did he go? He didn't need to attend class today, did Gu Yan take her children out to play?
As usual, he prepared dinner and waited for his son to return.
Just when his stomach was rumbling from hunger, Gu Yan finally brought her son back.
Gu Yan walked in, followed by her son.
Han Yuan discovered that Gu Yan's face was terrifyingly black, just like the sky before the arrival of the typhoon.
"Hong'er, you must be hungry, wash your hands and eat —" Han Yuan said to Hong'er.
Hong'er looked at him weakly, standing behind Gu Yan, not daring to move.
She locked Han Hong into her room, turned around and rushed in front of Han Yuan as she roared, "Han Yuan, do you have the guts to take the fox spirit out for a vacation? You actually dare to beat up a private investigator, and actually annihilate all the evidence? Do you have the guts to —"