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All these years, he had been living in a confined space like a prisoner. Zhao An had developed a good working time. He would sleep on time before 11 pm and get up at 6 am the next day.

When he opened his eyes, there was a dim light coming from outside the window. Zhao An jumped, and suddenly opened his eyes, and felt a sharp pain in his head, and a flood of information. Zhao An frowned, rubbing his temples; he knew that his body was in its weakest period, and not the body that he had practiced for many years in an otherworldly space.

He didn't know how long it would take … In short, he had to train his body first.

Despite the fact that Zhao An woke up early, it was obvious that Zhao Datong and Qin Zhu had not gotten a good night's sleep. By the time Zhao An walked into the living room, Zhao Dagong was already sitting in the living room tidying up his clothes … If he went to the bank to collect the money today, he would inevitably attract a lot of trouble. There was no other way around it, the matter of judging a person by his appearance had never disappeared throughout the ages, and Zhao Dagong was not the same Boss Zhao from before. The ruthless reality had stripped him of a lot of confidence and confidence, not to mention that the source of this money was unclear.

So at least clean themselves up and go into the bank to avoid the suspicion and unnecessary trouble.

Zhao An understood his father's plan and felt sad. He thought for a moment and said, "Dad, how about I go get the money with you?"

"You're up so early." Zhao Datong shook his head with a smile. "No need. You go to school. Dad can handle this."

Zhao An did not insist. He knew that he had made his parents feel some changes, but he did not want to create an unfathomable impact in their hearts. Gradually, his parents did not need him to carry their entire family.

It was good that his son had grown up and become more outstanding, but a sudden change was not appropriate.

In these past few years, Zhao An lacked the opportunity to communicate with others, and didn't enter the social circle to improve his communication ability. These years, Zhao An lacked the opportunity to communicate with others, and didn't enter the social circle to improve his communication ability, but it didn't mean that he didn't have the vision or the ability to see people.

When he had first entered that space, Zhao An had been worried about whether or not he would become an autistic patient that could not be integrated into society after he had left. However, he had no choice at that time.

Due to his deep affection for his parents and his natural bond that was thicker than water, Zhao An didn't feel any obstacles in the way of communication. At the very least, he would be able to face Ceng Wen normally due to his anger … As for the others, Zhao An felt that there shouldn't be too much of a problem. However, he still felt a vague sense of unease and anticipation in his heart.

"We'll have breakfast soon." Qin Zhu walked out, touching the silk drooping on her forehead, "I'm cooking!"

"Alright, I'll go run first." Zhao An pursed his lips to express his expectation of his mother's craftsmanship. He hadn't finished last night's food, and a family that was accustomed to being thrifty wouldn't finish a catty of meat in one go.

Walking down the stairs, he saw a normal street scene. The air after the rain had a hint of freshness, water droplets were swaying on the branches, and the motorbike that passed by splashed mud on the ground, causing the white street light to be covered with a layer of black ash.

Zhao An took a deep breath as he lowered his head to step on the cracked floor tiles. He sized up the ordinary scene in front of him as he smiled. He didn't know if it was a familiar feeling or an unfamiliar feeling, or a sense of satisfaction …

Wearing the tattered ball shoes, Zhao An felt the moisture and cold on the ground seemingly pass through the soles of his shoes. He slowly raised his arm and ran into the park.

The nearby park was established in the early eighties, and after nearly twenty years, besides the fact that it was still shaded by trees, many facilities that attracted a large group of people to go there were already in ruins. The cruise ship in the lake had lost a lot of paint, and it was so dilapidated that people were worried that they could step into the bottom of the boat.

Although the slogan of sex education had been used for many years, at this time, learning by heart and forgetting to eat and sleep was still the most popular method of learning. Zhao An looked at the student holding the textbook and thought of his own plan; he wasn't too worried about the college entrance exam two months later.

When he knew that he had the opportunity to start over and had plenty of time to prepare, he had always been planning for a new life. Otherwise, in a sealed space, if he didn't let himself have expectations and a future that he could plan for, he would lose the strength to persevere and suffer from all sorts of mental illnesses.

Before the rebirth, his current grade had dropped to a level where his teacher would directly give up. After the end of the college entrance exam, he naturally couldn't receive any notice of admission, and directly went to work elsewhere. Although he didn't spend his youth on the assembly line like most young workers did, instead of using his mechanical and repeated physical labor to earn a small salary, he didn't have any positive and positive achievements.

Recovering from his shock, Zhao An began to run around the lake, breathing in fresh air, feeling his chest and lungs had been washed clean. Although he was only circling the small lake, which was only a few tens of thousands of square meters, he had a feeling that he could go anywhere he wanted. He could go anywhere he wanted to.

However, after leaving prison for many years, he felt that he would become weak and at a loss after being isolated from the rest of the world and entering society again. However, Zhao An did not do so, because he did not lose touch with the world because of the development of society. Instead, he improved, displayed, and became much more outstanding.

As he ran, he could vaguely see white walls and tall buildings ahead of him. A large red cross symbol was hanging on the roof. It was a hospital.

This was not the hospital where Zhao An was sent to when his life was in danger. However, Zhao An could not help but recall the scene from back then.

Everyone understood the meaning behind the new book … Various types of support are needed.

I owe it to elder sister and I'm paying it back now.

"Gentle Reminder: The Brush Pavilion has activated a new domain name." "The original domain name is about to go out of use." Please tell each other, thank you!