Chapter 431 A Belated Gift

Zheng Xun was very obedient this time. For two days, he just stayed at home to play games, sleep, play with cats and be in a daze. He didn't go out at all.

It's not that he didn't want to, but Zheng Lin's weather forecast was really accurate. There were strong winds and snowstorms in the past two days, and the temperature dropped sharply. Zheng Xun just opened the door and felt cold all over.

There was floor heating at home, which made people not want to go out at all. Zheng Xun spent two days eating and waiting to die. The death and danger of the White Tower seemed to be far away from him.

A comfortable and worry-free life, and there were cats to accompany him.

Zheng Xun lay on the carpet in the living room and turned over.

Ms. Zheng treated him as an obstacle, jumping around. He was a kitten who could roll himself up.

Zheng Lin would call at around 4:30 every afternoon. This time he usually just got off get out of class. He wanted to care about Zheng Xun and see if he had fed himself to death.

This time there was something serious. Zheng Lin said he had taken a fancy to a house.

"You pay the down payment yourself, and I'll sponsor the rest. Or I can just buy it and you can come and live here."

The more Zheng Lin made such important decisions, the more straightforward and decisive he became.

Zheng Xun felt that it was unnecessary.

"My house is not bad, don't rush to change it, brother."

"It's too noisy, that house is on the street, and the noise gave me a headache last night."

Zheng Lin was on a video call, and Zheng Xun heard him say that, and as expected, Professor Zheng's eyes were slightly blue, and it was obvious that he hadn't rested well.

"Brother, you are completely neurasthenic because of the knowledge, and it has nothing to do with my house, it's because you read too late."

Zheng Xun was lying down and eating oranges, and he was talking while eating, and Zheng Lin frowned on the other side of the phone.

"Besides, how many times do you come here to live a year?"

"Okay, I'll buy it, and you can move in with your luggage. Don't eat oranges while lying down, you will get reflux esophagitis."

"..."

Zheng Xun sat up with a head full of messy hair.

Zheng Lin asked him to move, and he didn't object. But after he checked the map and confirmed how far Zheng Lin's new house was from the company, he quit.

The next day, Zheng Lin came to Zheng Xun's house as agreed and helped him pack his luggage.

Zheng Xun regretted it and stuck to the bed, refusing to leave.

"Brother, your house is too far away! I have to cross half the city to work! Do you know how big City A is! You don't know!"

Zheng Lin had just finished a lecture and hadn't changed his suit yet. He pulled the quilt with one hand, and Zheng Xun pulled the other side with both hands.

"You can't regret what you have agreed on. Quit your job as soon as possible. Don't you always complain that your boss thinks you are too young and don't understand the ways of the world, and targets you everywhere? Even if you want to work, I can give you many better options."

"I can't always rely on you for everything! I have my own life."

"Your speech is too classic, I don't know how to complain. Zheng Xun, you don't have to make your easy life difficult. If I were you, I would accept it with pleasure."

Zheng Xun was easily persuaded by Zheng Lin again.

Well, actually, he didn't have much enthusiasm for that job. His boss always made things difficult for him, bullying him because he was a fresh graduate, and made him take all the blame.

Zheng Xun had a way out, and his way out was Zheng Lin. As long as he said he didn't want to, his brother would be able to solve everything properly.

As for why he was so stubborn before and insisted on taking this job, it was probably because... he wanted to quit one day, scold his stupid boss and stupid boss, and then run away.

The following progress was extremely smooth. With the help of Zheng Lin, Zheng Xun only packed two large suitcases and planned to move away.

He didn't have many personal belongings, and he didn't like to buy things or hoard things, so moving was easy.

Each person had a suitcase, Zheng Xun occupied the back seat of the car, and Zheng Lin drove in the front.

Ms. Zheng was a little carsick, curled up in Zheng Xun's arms, pitiful. Zheng Xun tried his best to comfort her, looking at the street lights passing by quickly outside the window, and still felt that everything happened magically.

Many memories reappeared the moment Zheng Lin appeared.

His parents died early, and he grew up under the care of his brother, studying, working... smooth and worry-free.

He had never lived in an orphanage, and there was no sponsor.

It seemed... a wrongly edited video, forced into his memory.

Zheng Xun was not alone, this cognition comforted him, leaning on the backrest of the back seat.

There was still a long way to go, Zheng Lin asked him to rest for a while.

Zheng Xun closed his eyes and fell asleep in the sound of the vehicle.

Ding...

Zheng Xun heard some kind of metal sound, he opened his eyes, and found himself in a thick fog.

Not far away from him, a white tower stood tall. He looked up at the tower, from this perspective, the tower was like a white giant, giving people a huge sense of oppression.

"Zheng Lin said that I had psychological pressure because of too much overtime, and because I had no holidays, I had a nervous disorder... The combination of the two made me a delusional psychopath now."

Zheng Xun muttered, recalling Zheng Lin's classic comments on him.

The white tower suddenly appeared in front of him. He closed his eyes, opened them, and closed them again.

After repeating this several times, the tower disappeared.

"Sure enough, Zheng Lin's comments were correct."

Zheng Xun rubbed his hair. He thought he needed some time to rest.

Zheng Lin was right to ask him to resign. That job did cause great damage to his body and mind.

This was another dream. He began to think about what he should do to wake up from the dream.

Should I slap myself or bang my head against the ground?

Zheng Xun began to struggle.

He was in a dilemma, not knowing what to do. At this moment, a heavy object fell from the sky and hit him on the top of his head.

It hurt.

Zheng Xun cried out and covered the place where he was hit with his hand. Looking down, he found that it was a green gift box with a golden ribbon wrapped around it.

Is this... a reward?

Zheng Xun was a little surprised. He tore off the wrapping paper with a rough method and disassembled the box in a mess.

There was a card inside.

To Zheng Xun:

This is a gift for you after visiting the wax museum.

Wax museum?

Zheng Xun frowned and suddenly remembered that it seemed to be the place where he "died" last.

Perhaps because life here is so happy, those nightmares seem to be pulled away at the speed of light. If there is nothing special to remind him, he can't remember them at all.

This dream has a beginning and an end...

Zheng Xun reached into the box body and took out something.

This is a lock with a strange shape.

He tried to recall again, it seemed that he had received several similar locks before.

What was it used for...

The lock lay in his palm. Zheng Xun intended to take it in front of his eyes and observe it carefully.

But his left hand was empty, and right under his eyes, the lock suddenly disappeared.