Chapter 63

  The sparrows suddenly flew away from the window, as if they had received some kind of shock.

  "Look at the sparrows flying away, aren't they the same? They are all independent individuals, when they encounter trouble, who can take care of whom? What about groups then?"

  "Our fate is in our own hands, if we live forever in the eyes of others, we will become like that old couple carrying a sedan chair, bearing the happiness that should be ours as a burden."

  The lucky body slowly warmed up and gradually softened in Gong Xi's arms.

  But the knot in his heart still hadn't been untied, he furrowed his brow, slowly turned around, and pushed Gong Xi away. "What you said is right, when disaster strikes, everyone flees for themselves."

  Suddenly, the face of Gong Xi's father flashed through her mind, cold and ruthless, as well as the confused faces of those who had once pointed and laughed at her.

  "No, it's not like that, fortunately. I mean, we shouldn't be influenced by others." Gong Xi hastily explained, trying to grab Lu Xing's hand which had slipped away from his grasp like a fish.

  Kyoko could feel a sudden change in her luck, cold and hard.

  "Who are others? Everyone except oneself is others. You go and live your own life, I also have my own life. You are my others, I am your others. We should all move on our respective tracks."

  Jing Yu was completely stunned, why did good fortune have to twist his own words? Clearly he didn't mean it that way, clearly he just wanted to tell him that as long as they lived their own lives well, there was no need to care about what others said. How did this become a reason for his own indifference?

  "Lucky, you misunderstood what I said."

  "That's not what I meant."

  "How could you think that."

  Good fortune suddenly had a kind of annoying feeling, Gong Xi's words were like a big pile of buzzing noise surrounding his ears.

  "That's enough!"

  Lucky heart annoyed and confused, loudly shouted out.

  Then suddenly let out a sigh and said: "I want to be quiet for a while."

  "You go first."

  Jiayu was frozen there and then he was luckily pushed out of his room.

  The door of the lucky bedroom was heavily closed again, followed by the sound of falling locks.

  Then the lucky mother poked her head out of the room and looked at Gong Xi, who was standing still in the doorway like a discarded broken doll.

  She walked over quietly and asked Gong Xi in a soft voice, "How was the talk?"

  Jiade was at a loss for words, and after rolling his tongue around in his mouth a few times, he still couldn't say a single word.

  Ji Xi lowered her head, her eyes red-rimmed, standing in front of Lucky Mama, looking wronged like a child, waiting for comfort.

  The lucky mother gently patted Gōng Xǐ's arm, knowing the result, and for a moment didn't know what to do. After all, on one hand was her own son, and on the other hand, Gōng Xǐ... how could she say it? He was a good kid, but if he had no relation with Lucky, then even if he was good, he would have nothing to do with the Xiāng family either.

  After a long silence, Lucky's mom said softly: "Alright, Gong Xi. Auntie knows you, you're a good kid. We've been lucky for so many years, thanks to your care. I don't know what happened, but I know you wouldn't do anything out of line. It's actually Lucky who has been spoiled by us since childhood and is a bit willful."

  Jiayang opened his mouth and was about to say something when he was interrupted by Lucky's mother.

  "It's okay, you don't need to say anything, I understand. Like this, you go back first, and I'll try to persuade Lucky again, he's like that sometimes, childish temper, maybe it'll be fine in a few days. Now, saying anything more, I reckon he won't listen anyway, so you should just go back for now. Go ahead."

  Gong Xi was persuaded and walked out of Xing's house.

  The sky outside was gloomy and ominous, with snowfall imminent. The northwestern wind howled fiercely, instantly piercing through Gong Xi's body.

  Kiyoshi found a small bar on the street and went in, having not eaten anything all day, not even drinking saliva. Now his stomach was empty, with only gastric acid churning inside.

  Gong Xi ordered a dish and asked for a bottle of white wine. He sat alone at the small table by the window, pouring himself a drink.

  The streetlights were on, the sky was near dusk, and most of the pedestrians on the road were people returning home from work. They all looked anxious to rush back to their warm homes.

  Jianguo gazed out through the glass window adorned with two strings of colorful lanterns, feeling a mix of melancholy and envy in his heart.

  Why can't others have a home, live happily and spend their days in peace? Return home to cook for loved ones, eat together, watch TV together, and chat about the interesting things that happened outside, with people who care.

  Where is my home? In which place? Day after day of longing, day after day of waiting, waiting for the person who has returned, thinking that I can live a happy life like others outside, but happiness comes and goes quickly, in less than a day, it becomes like this again.

  "What the hell is going on?!" Gong Xi slammed the wine glass in his hand heavily onto the table, startling all the waiters in the store, who looked at him with wide eyes.

  At this time, the shop owner raised his hand and called a waiter over, whispering in his ear: "I think this person has had too much to drink, see if you can persuade him to leave now."

  The male waiter nodded and walked nervously to Guo Xi's table. "Sir, are you drunk?"

  Gong Xi raised his face and looked at the little waiter, dissatisfied, "Who said I was drunk? Who said that?"

  As soon as he shouted, the eyes of the guests at the two tables in the hall also turned over.

  Jiayu was really drunk, he drank a catty of 60-degree white wine on an empty stomach, and didn't touch the dishes in front of him. How could he not be drunk? But the more drunk a person is, the less willing they are to admit it, especially when Jiayu's heart wasn't feeling well today, he was uncomfortable.

  The anger was all vented on this innocent waiter and these people around.

  "What's wrong? Haven't seen it before?"

  Gong Xi shouted at those people who were looking at him, with one hand still pointing at them, clearly in a provocative posture.

  There was a table with two older men drinking, one look at Gong Xi and they didn't know if he was drunk or just being rowdy, but either way they didn't want to deal with him so they turned their heads back around and continued drinking.

  At another table sat three young people in their twenties, who were already dissatisfied with the disturbance caused by Gong Xi's loud quarrel while they were eating, and now seeing Gong Xi's arrogant appearance, they naturally felt even more resentful.

  Three people got up and gathered around Gong Xi.

  "What's wrong? What's going on with you?"

  Many years later, someone made a funny video about Northeastern people saying "What are you looking at?" and if the other person is in a fighting mood, the next sentence would be "What's your problem?"

  Three people came running to fight, of course they didn't come with good intentions, their eyes were filled with disdain and provocation.

  Jiayu is on a roll, and these three people are undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire.

  Gong Xi sneered and stood up with a clatter, "What do you want?"

  "Hehe, what's on your mind? What are you talking about?"

  These three young men were no match for Wang Jie in terms of height and build, but he relied on the fact that there were three of them. After all, two fists can't defeat four hands, let alone six hands. So they didn't take Wang Jie seriously at all. The one with long hair standing in the middle threw a punch straight at Wang Jie's face.

  Gong Xi was a special forces soldier who had undergone three years of devil training in Germany. Even though he had given up martial arts and focused on literature for the past two years, these shrimp soldiers and crab generals were still not in his eyes.

  Gong Xi didn't even notice the kid's incoming punch, he just raised his hand and punched the kid in the eye. The kid's fist hadn't even touched Gong Xi yet, but he'd already taken a hit. "Ah!" he cried out in surprise.

  Next, Gong Xi's elbow swung to the left and hit the little guy on the left temple. The little guy let out a loud cry and retreated two steps before falling onto the chair beside him. The little guy on the right saw this and picked up a wine bottle from the table, charging at Gong Xi with it. Gong Xi kicked his chin with one foot, and that little guy also fell to the ground with a ghostly wail.

  Three people who refused to give up climbed up, chairs and wine bottles were all picked up, and they didn't care about any rules, and they randomly attacked towards Gong Xi.

  Gong Xi dodged to the left and kicked with his right foot, in an instant sending all three men tumbling to the ground. As he fought, Gong Xi cursed, "Who have I ever bothered? You think you can interfere with my life? No one can stop me, no one can block my way."

  Three people on the ground, only wailing and howling, one of them with a bloody nose, staining the restaurant floor with blood. The scene was quite frightening, the two middle-aged diners had already run away, and the waiter and owner did not dare to approach, they just called the police.

  Gong Xi was still thinking of teaching the three people on the ground a lesson when the police car had already stopped outside, and three policemen came in from front to back. The last one who walked in was that little policeman who always smiled and didn't take anything seriously during the day. When he saw that the drunk person causing trouble was Gong Xi, he suddenly shouted out: "How is it you again?"

  The palace was drunk and dizzy, only to see clearly that there were already three policemen standing in the house. Knowing that he had beaten someone badly, this time he really committed a crime, and honestly stood still without moving.

  The four people were all taken back, and their statements were asked one by one. The three of them were fine, first, they were the ones who made the first move, second, they were all lightly injured, but this also constituted a public security penalty.

  Gong Xi was detained for 15 days.

  Before Gong Xi was taken away from the police station, that little policeman walked over and said, "Do you want me to inform your Lucky?"

  "No need, no need, whatever you do, don't tell him."

  Jiayu was afraid of losing face, especially if the news of his good fortune spread and even his family members found out. Xing Hai had never thought highly of himself to begin with; if he were to be detained now, who knows how much more he would despise himself in the future.

  The day Gong Xi was detained was the fifteenth of the twelfth lunar month, and in another fifteen days it would be New Year's Eve.

  It's not bad that the little policeman, seeing Guan Xi's deeply affectionate expression towards Xing Yun, felt quite sympathetic towards him and had him sent to the detention center, where he specifically instructed the people inside.

  "This is a relative of my brother's family, you all take care of him."

  Gong Xi didn't suffer much in detention.