chapter 13 go home

"Why are you following me?"Queena Clark turned around and asked.

"You are my wife. Wherever you go, I will follow you."Charlot said while pushing the bicycle.

"You, why are you such a scoundrel!"Queena Clark glanced at Charlot angrily, and then stepped into the elevator very quickly. Just as she was about to press the button down, she found that Charlot also stood up quickly.

"Hey, wife, click slowly, you are on the top floor, and my husband doesn't want to go down."Charlot said.

"Humph."Queena Clark glared at Charlot fiercely, but still put down her hand.

"Honey, where do you live?"Charlot asked curiously.

"have no idea."

"Honey, since you are not in the local area, you can stay at your husband's house. My house is not small."Charlot said.

"I won't go."Queena Clark replied coldly.

"So, wife, where are you going now?"Charlot asked curiously.

"Go home."Queena Clark quickly spilled the beans, glared at Charlot and said, "Why do you want you to care so much?"

"Honey, you promised to go home with your husband."Charlot said excitedly.

"Charlot, are you done with this person?"Queena Clark was about to speak when she realized that the elevator had already reached the first floor. She snorted coldly and said, "Charlot, don't follow me anymore."

Having said that, it is unknown whether it will have any effect. Charlot followed closely behind Queena Clark.

There is a red and blue Porsche supercar parked not far from the first floor. Queena Clark took out the smart key and saw the door of the Porsche supercar swinging open. Charlot's eyes widened behind her.

What a handsome supercar. A woman driving a supercar is even more attractive.

Queena Clark didn't even look at Charlot. After bending down and entering the car, the rotating butterfly wing door gradually closed. Then, the supercar let out a tiger-like engine roar, as fast as lightning, and quickly disappeared in place.

Charlot held on to a tattered antique Phoenix bicycle and watched her rich and beautiful wife speed away, looking as shabby as she could.

"Honey, why are you running so fast?"Charlot got on her bicycle speechlessly and swayed towards home.

As a native of Shangning, Charlot left Shangning and went abroad after graduating from high school. I haven’t returned to my country for five years, let alone my hometown.

Now riding a bicycle, Charlot finally has time to appreciate the changes in her hometown in recent years. Five years is enough to change too many things. Five years ago, Charlot was very simple and naive, but five years later, he has become accustomed to life and death, and has become a man who truly understands love and hate.

More than an hour later, Charlot came to an old street.

This old street seems to be out of tune with the city. It is full of bumps and uneven surfaces, and the houses are high, short, dilapidated and uneven. There are small advertisements for treating psoriasis, prostate, reproductive diseases, etc. posted everywhere on the telephone poles on the roadside, as if it is an abandoned place by the city managers.

Seeing this scene, Charlot's mouth raised a smile. It was a touch of nostalgia. Here, nothing has changed.

Children carrying schoolbags walked past in twos and threes, making Charlot feel a long-lost familiarity.

Is this what it feels like to return to your hometown?

Charlot rode along the old street for a few minutes before arriving at the end of the street. Surprisingly, there is a three-story independent villa at the end of the street. There is even a large private garden in front of it. However, the flowers and plants in the garden have long since withered and withered, giving it a sense of dilapidation.

Charlot put her bicycle at the door of the villa and stayed silent for a while.

After five minutes, Charlot took out a key from her body and opened the door of the villa.

Gently pushing open the door of the villa, a strong smell of dust hit her face, and Charlot quickly covered her nose. Turning on the lights, the house still looks like it was five years ago. The living room of the villa is very large, a standard wealthy villa, luxurious European sofas, Italian chandeliers, Chinese dining tables and restaurants, everything remains unchanged. However, spider webs have been covered in the corners of the walls, and the ground is very dirty. Since no one has lived there for a long time, a thick layer of dust has accumulated.

Charlot picked up a broom and cleaned the room.

After working for three hours, Charlot cleaned the villa a little more decently. At this moment, Charlot was lying lazily on the sofa, with a cup of coffee on her left and a silver metal notebook in front of her.

The appearance design of this notebook is very cool and fashionable. The back uses top-notch silk master craftsmanship and has multiple functions such as waterproof, electricity, and fire protection. The notebook has its own wireless Internet function. Charlot gently entered the sixty-four-digit combination password and turned on the phone.

Charlot logged into the chat software designed by his company's computer experts, and soon a man with a giant tiger head sent him a voice chat request.

Charlot clicked Agree.