Thinking that the woman in red might be separated from her now, Lu Zhao couldn't help but stretch out his hand and stroked the wall. However, he didn't have any special feeling.

However, at this moment, his attention was attracted by a black and white photo hanging on the wall. The photo was a photo of a family of four, marked with the lower right corner: 1960.5.19

He couldn't help but feel a little curious and went up to look carefully.

"That's my parents and sister."

Uncle Zhong walked out of the bedroom and looked at the photos on the wall. His eyes moved slightly: "Our family smuggled into Hong Kong. Who would have thought that a few years later, they all died of the flu in 1968. I was alone and came here by chance. I didn't expect that I would stay here for the rest of my life."

"Ah, sorry, it has evoked your sad memories." Lu Zhao quickly changed the subject.

"It's okay, it's all old things."

Uncle Zhong waved his hand unconsciously and handed a old black phone book to Lu Zhao: "This is Zhou Ailing's contact information. But that is the number she called me more than ten years ago, and it may not be able to get through."

Lu Zhao quickly took the phone book, took out his cell phone and dialed the number on it.

Soon, the voice of a middle-aged woman came from the other end of the phone. Under Lu Zhao's inquiry, the other party admitted that he was Zhou Ailing.

Lu Zhao was ecstatic, but he didn't expect that he was lucky. He quickly introduced himself and said that he had contacted the other party through Uncle Zhong's help and wanted to talk to her about some things.

Zhou Ailing was a little surprised, and then Uncle Zhong spoke from the side, dispelling her doubts.

"It's like this Mrs. Zhou. I want to ask if you are free today and are you convenient to meet? I have something urgent to discuss with you...it's related to your mother." Lu Zhao asked carefully.

The matter about Lin Yue'e can never be explained clearly on the phone in a few words. If you tell Zhou Ailing directly that your mother wants to see you, any normal person will think that Lu Zhao has a problem with her head.

Not to mention letting her go back to Wangsen Building, I guess Zhou Ailing won’t even meet her.

"Aling, don't worry, Xiao Lu has no malicious intentions."

Uncle Zhong took the phone and said to Zhou Ailing: "He lives next to your house now and has encountered some trouble recently." Uncle Zhong said it very obscurely, but Zhou Ailing understood what the other party meant. Over the years, she has heard of those rumors.

At first, Zhou Ailing was a little hesitant, but thinking about Uncle Zhong’s care, she thought about it and agreed: “Okay, I’ll take a leave at noon, you can find me at Kowloon City Square.”

After hanging up the phone, Uncle Zhong told Lu Zhao that Kowloon City Square is not far from here, and if you go out and take a bus, you can get there in about an hour and a half.

After the two went downstairs, Lu Zhao exchanged a few greetings with Uncle Zhong, and walked out the door.

Whether it is Uncle Zhong’s secret or the affairs of the woman in red, let’s put these aside for the time being. Although Lu Zhao also wants to figure it out, the premise is that he can still live until that time.

The bus stop was about one kilometer away from here. Lu Zhao turned on his mobile phone navigation and checked the route.

Fourth Street during the day looks much more normal than at night. However, there are few people in the surrounding area, so it looks particularly quiet.

As soon as he walked out of the building, he suddenly found a young man standing at the door.

At this moment, he was seriously looking at the house rental advertisement posted on the building wall. After hearing the noise, the young man pushed his glasses and subconsciously looked at Lu Zhao.

"What a coincidence, it's you!" The young man suddenly showed a look of surprise and stepped forward and said, "Do you live here?"

"You are..." Lu Zhao was a little surprised. He had just arrived in Hong Kong and had no relatives and friends here. How could the young man in front of him know him?

"Did you forget? We saw it the day before yesterday. It was near Crescent Street, and I accidentally bumped into you..."

After the young man finished speaking, Lu Zhao suddenly had an impression: "Oh. So it was you."

Thinking of the young man's actions just now, Lu Zhao asked back: "Do you want to come here to rent a house?"

Seeing that the other party recalled, the young man smiled and said, "Yes, this place is very close to my school."

"Are you a student of Hku (Hong Kong University)?" Lu Zhao asked.

He had a good memory and remembered that he had accidentally seen the information dropped in the other party's hand. It was the graduate student registration form. Therefore, Lu Zhao suddenly guessed the other party's identity.

"Yes, yes, I am from the Department of Psychiatric Medicine. I just reported it a while ago. Are you studying in HKU?" The young man asked curiously when he saw Lu Zhao being about the same age as him.

"No." Lu Zhao thought for a while and said solemnly: "You are from the mainland like me, right? I suggest you change the place, the feng shui here is not good."

"Oh, everyone says that."

After hearing this, the young man said dismissively: "But I am a medical student, so I definitely don't believe in these. The nearby area is the lowest rent and the surrounding environment is very quiet. The most important thing is... the school dormitory has been applied for, and the houses outside are very expensive. I don't have much money on it, so I really can't find a suitable place."

After he finished speaking, he scratched his head embarrassedly.

The young man has a very simple personality. Facing a stranger like Lu Zhao who has only met once, he actually told him everything about him like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

"Then let it go."

Thinking of other tenants living in the building, probably not everyone will be as unlucky as themselves.

Lu Zhao didn't want to interfere with too many other people's affairs, so he pointed to the hall behind him and said, "You can ask the security guard if there is a suitable empty house."

"Okay! Thank you!" The young man smiled gratefully at him, and then walked into the building.

After parting with the other party, Lu Zhao followed the route to the station.

Before getting in the car, he took out his cell phone and called Grandma Li. Lu Zhao told the other party that he had come to his house in the afternoon and that he had already thought of a way to deal with what happened yesterday.

"Are you sure?" Grandma Li asked after hearing Lu Zhao say it.

"Well, that's it. Please prepare your stuff..." Lu Zhao said in a low voice.

"No problem, if you need me, please contact me." Grandma Li hung up the phone.

When we arrived in Kowloon, it was already 11:30 noon. Lu Zhao got off the bus and walked into a tea restaurant according to the agreed time and place.

At about twelve o'clock, a middle-aged woman in a gray suit and dressed up properly walked into the store. Seeing her looking around, Lu Zhao quickly got up and waved to her.

Now Zhou Ailing works in a bank, and her husband is a chef in a star-rated hotel. The couple has a pretty good income. They have a daughter after marriage and live a happy life.

After chatting, Zhou Ailing took a sip of coffee and spoke in a heavy tone: "When I was very young, my parents' relationship was still good. But since something happened at home, my father's whole body changed. Alcohol hurt his body and numb his brain and heart. After the junior high school, I went to boarding schools and rarely went home. I knew that my father had always beaten his mother. But my mother endured it all for me."

Zhou Ailing said that at that time, her only wish was to finish her studies quickly and take her mother away from this broken family after graduation.

But who knew that the tragedy still happened.

Women have always been a vulnerable group in domestic violence. In the past few decades, most traditional women like Lin Yue'e have only chosen to endure when encountering problems.

After a long time, from habits to numbness to accepting one's fate, the last straw that broke the camel's back was finally waiting for in the torture of the fist.
Chapter completed!