MTL - I Heard That I Am a Scumbag, God of War Alpha-Chapter 5 Home

The house to be remodeled was as dilapidated as Zhuang Yan imagined. From the outside, it seemed to be at least 50 years old, and it should be a welfare house allocated by the federal government.

He stood in the long corridor and rang the doorbell.

A voice came from the house: "Come here."

The sound of footsteps clattering on slippers was getting closer, and the door was pulled open from the inside. A middle-aged woman asked, "Who is it?"

Zhuang Yan smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Hello."

In the afternoon sun, the clean and bright boy explained the reason for his presumptuous visit. The woman looked him up and down, sighed, and put the banquet in.

"You can look at it as you like," she said wearily, "my mother's cognitive function has declined now, and she can't communicate with others, sorry."

So Zhuang Yan changed his shoes and walked in cautiously.

As seen in the optical brain model, this is a cramped and narrow room. Dim light shines through the screen window, illuminating the light golden floating dust in the room.

The old man sat quite still with his eyes half closed, as if dozing off.

Zhuang Yan noticed that there was a very old photo frame directly opposite her.

In the interstellar era, few people use this retro way to post photos. Noticing Zhuang Yan's eyes, the woman said, "This is my parents' wedding photo."

In the photo, young men and women in costumes are smiling brightly.

Zhuang Yan hummed lightly.

The owner, surnamed Sun, is 106 years old this year. Her daughter walked around the house with Zhuang Yan, watching and complaining.

"This house was also the wedding room back then. It's too old, and it's almost useless now. Look, people can barely walk through these places, but the floor tiles are broken, and the housekeeper robot is easy to get stuck."

"My father died more than 20 years ago, and I worked on another planet and bought a house. I have been asking my mother to move here so that I can take care of her. Now her health is getting worse and worse, and she can't even speak properly. Or unwilling to move."

"Don't worry about inviting people. This house doesn't even have smart monitoring. During this period of time, she is not feeling well, so I have to run around every day."

Zhuang Yan is a quiet listener. When Ms. Sun said she was tired, she would nod at the right time.

At the end of the exchange, Ms. Sun asked: "So how is your design going?"

"We plan to renovate the structure of the house, redesign the furniture, and allow the housekeeping robot and monitoring system to be installed and operated smoothly."

Zhuang Yan used his optical brain to project a model, and patiently explained his and Qin Heyu's ideas. Ms. Sun looked tired and nodded while watching.

Grandma Sun sat on the recliner, her wrinkled hands resting on her lower abdomen. She is like a quiet dead tree.

Zhuang Yan paused, then said again: "And—"

"Ok?"

"There are still some immature thoughts," he said, "I think the main reason why your mother-in-law is unwilling to move away with you is that this house has special meaning to her."

Ms. Sun raised her eyes and said, "It has a special meaning."

She looked at the silent mother in front of the window and the silent photo frame on the window sill, her eyes were reddish.

"But my dad has passed away for many years. Everyone has to move on, and she is the only one who stays where she is. I really can't take care of it. What else can I do?"

—

After leaving, because it was still early, Zhuang Yan went back to his home.

There are traces of regular cleaning in the house, and the floors and tabletops are clean. But the room was empty, without any breath of life.

Mother Ning Huabi has been busy with confidentiality projects in recent years, and it is troublesome to go in and out once, so she simply moved to work.

Brother Zhuang Jin was not so busy, he was just chilled by the counterfeit since before and after the accident. So I would rather rent a house outside than go home and see my **** brother.

Zhuang Yan sat down in the living room, lowered his head, and suddenly felt a little lonely.

He is a very gentle person who rarely gets angry. But now, Zhuang Yan thought, if he could find that counterfeit who disturbed his life in the future.

He will do everything in his power to get revenge.

The sun gradually dimmed, and the sunset glow appeared on the horizon. Qin Heyu's message popped up—

"I'm done working!!"

From the exclamation mark, you can see how lighthearted he is, Zhuang Yan couldn't help laughing, and bowed his head to reply.

"Me too, come back now."

It was getting dark quickly.

After locking the wooden door, the bushes beside the iron fence in the yard were already hidden in the night. Zhuang Yan opened the car door and was about to get in when he suddenly noticed a thicker shadow among the trees not far away.

Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment, held the alarm button of the optical brain, and walked slowly.

With the brightness of the screen, you can see a silver light flowing. The slender pale fingers opened and closed, and there was a man in the shadows, playing with a thin platinum necklace.

He was wearing a dark blue uniform, and boots with a stand-up collar, buttoned up just below his Adam's apple. Seeing Zhuang Yan, he didn't react at all, he just raised his eyes indifferently, and then put the necklace back in his palm.

It was Chen E.

The back of Zhuang Yan's neck was a little cold, and his mood was complicated.

Chen E stretched his legs and sat by the flower bed, not intending to move. His eye sockets were deep, and when he was not speaking, his pupils were dark and surly.

As if it wasn't him who broke into the house, but Zhuang Yan.

"I'm leaving." Zhuang Yan said.

Chen E hummed, stood up, and immediately stood taller than Zhuang Yan. The smell of alcohol on Alpha's body has faded a bit, but the aura is still as cold as a drawn blade.

"I'll take you."

Zhuang Yan was silent for half a second, then turned her head and pointed to her car: "I drove here."

Chen E sneered: "Then you set up the autopilot and let it go back by itself. Will it? No, I will teach you."

"..."

Later, he got into Chen E's car. Zhuang Yan stretched out his hand to pull the seat belt, feeling as if he was locked in the same cage as a ferocious beast.

Chen E locked the door, but didn't start the engine. In silence, he reached out and touched the back of Zhuang Yan's neck.

That area has been taped. Zhuang Yan flinched, feeling the plaster being slowly torn off. Chen E's fingertips were hot, poking the fragile skin on the back of his neck.

Osmanthus fragrance pours.

"Chen E," Zhuang Yan said, "I have an assignment due soon these two days."

Chen E hummed, leaned over and unbuttoned his seat belt, and pressed Zhuang Yan against the car window.

Omega's skeleton is thin and thin, and he can't break free from the shackles that are too strong. His forehead was pressed against the cold car window, the heat on the back of his neck was getting closer and closer, and Zhuang Yan's voice began to tremble.

"...this class is important, really."

The touch was light this time, more like a kiss on the skin than a temporary mark.

Zhuang Yan was trembling, almost unable to support himself.

Chen E paused, and said in a cold tone, "Got it."

After being let go, Zhuang Yan had no choice but to fasten the seat belt again. After a while in the car, the disordered breathing and heartbeat gradually calmed down.

Then feel a little ashamed.

Because Chen E was still driving calmly like a normal person.

The street scene and neon lights that are speeding all the way seem to be the same as five years ago.

Zhuang Yan turned her head, pressed her hot cheeks against the car window, dazed for a moment, and remembered what happened before her life was taken away.

The Zhuang's family and the Chen's family are considered friendly, they live close to each other, and the juniors are all sent to the same school. But Zhuang Yan didn't grow up with Chen E.

I vaguely remember that Mr. Chen Hongfei's ex-wife passed away more than ten years ago. Chen E was still in elementary school and had no one to take care of him, so the duty of guardianship naturally fell on his biological father.

At that time, Chen Hongfei already had a young son, Chen Ran, with his second wife, Bian Wei. The spoiled and pampered boy suddenly had an older brother who was only a few months older than him, how could he be reconciled, so he had a lot of trouble at home and school.

Even Zhuang Yan, who was in the lower grade, was warned explicitly and secretly: no one is allowed to play with Chen E.

The child's malice is straightforward and undisguised.

Before graduation, the genetic level must be tested, and the differentiated Alpha needs to conjure up a half-beast form. No one knew who got Chen E's file photo, and it went viral among the students.

In the photo, the young and withdrawn boy turned slightly sideways and turned his head to the camera.

On his pale back, a pair of asymmetrical white wings tremblingly branched out. The shape on the left is fully stretched, but the right is only a short section.

Extending no more than two or three centimeters from the shoulder blade, it was abruptly cut off.

So the group of students who were friends with Chen Ran laughed loudly, and said some unsavory things in front of Chen E.

"Damn, it turned out to be a disabled person."

"Fortunately, he's still an Alpha, and the half-beast form is just like trash."

"No wonder, after all, his mother can't be on the stage either—"

Before the last sentence was finished, the man was punched in the face. Chen E pounced fiercely and heavily, and pressed him to the ground, his fists raining down like raindrops.

The student teacher next to him was stunned for a few seconds before rushing to fight.

That afternoon, the teacher locked Chen E in an empty classroom and was so angry that he wanted to invite the parents. However, Chen Hongfei didn't have time to come, and his stepmother Bian Wei was even less likely to come.

Surrounded by his friends, Chen Ran walked out of the school gate with his shoulders crossed and his back laughing.

Chen E was alone and locked up very late.

…

After that, in the few years before Chen E joined the army, even an outsider like Zhuang Yan could easily see how alienated and indifferent he was with the Chen family.

No one in the car spoke.

Chen E's light brain rang several times, but was cut off every time by the master. The last Zhuang Yan accidentally glanced over, and Chen Hongfei's name lit up on the screen.

Zhuang Yan suddenly remembered that today seemed to be the first day Chen E was officially transferred back to Central Star.

"Aren't you going to answer?" Zhuang Yan raised his eyes and asked.

Half a second later, Chen E said, "It's boring, I don't care."

Zhuang Yan had no choice but to hum lightly.

Having not slept for a few hours from last night to today, Zhuang Yan felt like his head was muddled, and he didn't have the energy to think about too complicated things except homework.

Chen E belongs to the complex category.

Zhuang Yan has seen his gloomy and desolate youth, and he has also seen his success and fame today. But if my memory is correct, in fact, Chen E's attitude towards himself was quite normal from the very beginning.

Not to mention the past few years, after being played and humiliated by counterfeit goods.

Heideng Xiahuo guarded the door of the house without saying a word, which looks like a revenge plot in the social news...

In silence, the car drove into the campus. Zhuang Yan pulled off the mirror on the sun visor and re-attached the back of his neck.

The ground was full of ginkgo leaves, and Chen E stopped by the roadside in the dormitory area. Zhuang Yan's own car also arrived, and slid silently along the preset route into the underground parking lot.

For a few moments, Zhuang Yan felt that Chen E's eyes were on him. But when he turned his head, Alpha looked indifferent, looking ahead absent-mindedly.

"Then I'll go first." Zhuang Yan said.

"The Zhuang Banquet."

Zhuang Yan looked at him.

"I know you are pretending." Chen E said.

The tree shadows swayed, cutting the hoarfrost-like moonlight.

Remember many years ago.

When I was on duty, I opened the door of the empty classroom, and there were also broken moons all over the floor. In the classroom, the boy Chen E has pitch-black hair and cold pupils.

Zhuang Yan only knows that Chen E has always been a suspicious and stubborn person with **** all over his body.

He said softly, "I didn't pretend."

Chen E snorted without a smile, and said, "Remember to put on a good face this time, and don't let me catch you trying to sleep with other Alphas."

Zhuang Yan: "..."