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Hongwei returned to Hengzhou on a rainy afternoon. He was in a melancholy mood. Nothing could make him excited now. This tall man with fair skin and black-framed myopia glasses on his eyes looked very awkward in this crowd. I received the telegram two days ago in the afternoon, just four words: "Father is in danger, please come home soon." Xiaohong was so anxious; Hongwei left everything in Guangzhou and even packed his bags and rushed to Hengzhou without even having time to arrange for Ni. Standing majestically on the bow of the ship, wearing a yellowish plain clothes, he looked a bit old-fashioned and a bit unnatural. The last time he went home was three years ago. There was nothing going on at home, so he usually didn't contact her, except for sending telegrams to urge for money, if the money was not received on the agreed date.