SCP Corporation: Contain Bonfire
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Chapter 334: Chapter 332 Whimsical Goodbye_1 Chapter 334: Chapter 332 Whimsical Goodbye_1 “Martyr…”

Colin stood before the black marble tombstone, his eyes squinted slightly, his mind filled with an indescribable emptiness.

His impressions of his father weren’t deep. No, it would be more accurate to say, besides a few photos, he had almost no memory of him, and even memories of his mother had become very vague.

Sometimes, even when he tried to remember, he couldn’t quite recall their faces.

After quietly observing for a while, Colin flicked his thumb, prying off the beer cap with his fingernail, and poured it in front of the grave.

At this moment, just like the times he had come before to sweep the tomb, he didn’t know what to say.

Every time he came here, he would just stand for a moment and pour out a bottle of beer before leaving straight away.

However, this time, after he had poured out the beer from the large green bottle,

Colin slowly crouched down, sitting cross-legged in front of the grave, suddenly feeling a desire to say something.

“By normal reckoning, I should be busy sending out resumes everywhere, about to graduate and ready to enter the workforce. However, because of ‘Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis,’ my fate took an unexpected turn.”

“When I was first chosen by the Bonfire Company, I wondered if I had some special identity, like maybe you were also an employee of the company or something…”

“But later experiences and understanding made it clear that our family really has been law-abiding citizens for generations, nothing special…”

“You aren’t special, I’m not special either…”

“And, inside the Bonfire Company, it doesn’t seem like there’s any tradition of following in one’s father’s footsteps.”

“So I really just got lucky, was chosen, successfully rolled the dice, and, fortunately, completed that task.”

“Though now, you put out fires, and I set them… I don’t know what you’ll do if you ever find out about this, whether you’ll give me a good beating or not.”

Colin couldn’t help but laugh softly, then he composed himself and sat quietly for a while.

In this “conversation,” he simply recounted his own experiences and didn’t mention the fire incident from back then.

At this point, he also had no thoughts of revenge, because he had long heard that the man who escaped the fire, due to nearly thirty percent severe burns, had lived a life so painful that he wished for death.

That person had kicked the bucket back when Colin was still in elementary school…

As for whether that man had any descendants or anything, Colin didn’t really care, nor did he have any thoughts of revenge.

After speaking, he suddenly felt much more relaxed.

Perhaps because he felt so light physically and mentally, it even seemed that his understanding of the bonfire had deepened considerably…

Colin raised his hand, and a flame flickered and danced between his fingers.

“Without using ‘Revolver Contrarian,’ the flames I can control seem to have grown stronger, about the same range as when I first had the ‘Ring of Flame Dominance.’

Having a chat can actually have this effect?

Colin pursed his lips, unsure of what to say. His return this time had indeed been just a simple visit.

Just like those people striving in big cities, who also sometimes think of home.

Worried that he might suddenly kick the bucket without having another chance to come back.

He took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and after fulfilling his wish to “visit home before a sudden death,” Colin didn’t dwell too much on these matters and didn’t stay much longer in this cemetery adjacent to the orphanage.

“Goodbye, your son is off to save the world again.”

After leaving those words, Colin retraced his steps and climbed over the wall to depart from this place.

Before long, he was back at the familiar orphanage.

“Huh, one hour, forty-six minutes, fourteen seconds, this time you stayed longer than all the times when you were a kid put together, what made you suddenly wise up?” Old Man Chen teased, as soon as he saw Colin’s figure reappear.

Colin waved his hand dismissively: “I was just ignorant before.”

After a pause, he looked up at the ceiling, listening to the sound of teaching coming from the third floor: “Are they still in class?”

“Yeah, want me to call them down? There are a few kids who really miss you.”

“Never mind,” Colin shook his head, feeling that with all the mess he was currently in, it wasn’t too appropriate to have too much contact with the kids.

“Okay, by the way, you’re not getting any younger. When are you going to bring a girlfriend back to visit?”

‘A girlfriend? A girlfriend would only get in the way of my missions, not even dogs would bother.’

Colin grumbled in his heart and was about to speak when he saw a man with a slicked-back hairstyle, dressed in a suit, carrying a briefcase under his arm, walking out.

At that moment, upon seeing Colin, the man was startled, then immediately smiled, “When did you come back? Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Brother Chuan? Doing pretty well, aren’t you…”

Colin sized up Chen Chuan, who looked like a successful person.

If he remembered correctly, last time Old Man Chen mentioned that Brother Chuan suddenly received a surprising investment and their factory’s sales skyrocketed.

Colin guessed that it was probably overtures from some official, so he didn’t take much notice.

“Just so-so…”

Chen Chuan smiled, flicking his right hand and inconspicuously showing off a very expensive-looking green watch.

“Tsk… impressive, impressive, now you’re sporting such an expensive watch,” Colin remarked after seeing it, offering a timely joke.

Brother Chuan immediately beamed at the comment, but then, he seemed to remember something:

“Right, you lad have a driver’s license, but you don’t have a car yet, do you?

“Come, take this one to drive for now. We’ll transfer it to your name later.”

As he spoke, he handed over an Accord car key.

Colin was familiar with that car, knowing it was Brother Chuan’s ride from five years ago, but he didn’t expect Brother Chuan to be so generous. He hastily waved his hands:

“No need, no need.”

“How can that be? How can a man get a girlfriend without a car? You don’t want my dad to pass away without seeing a daughter-in-law, do you? Don’t worry, I’ll subsidize the gas money.”

‘Brother Chuan is still as filially dutiful as ever…’ Colin mumbled to himself.

What’s more speechless is that Old Man Chen gave his own son a stern look, and then turned to Colin, “Alright, just take it. This guy has made it now; I’ll have him buy you a house later too.”

“No problem, if the daughter-in-law comes, then I’ll cover that room,” Brother Chuan said magnanimously, waiving his hand and taking that responsibility too.

Clearly, he hadn’t earned a small fortune during this time…

Seeing the two’s demeanor, Colin was somewhat torn between laughter and tears, just about to say something.

But right at this moment, a figure suddenly entered, and upon seeing this person, Brother Chuan’s eyes widened, and his breathing seemed to come to a halt.

Colin turned his head to look at the newcomer, “Xia Liufang?”

“Yeah.”

Dressed in a simple and elegant floral sundress, with a bright and delicate appearance, Xia Liufang nodded.

“Ah, sorry, I have something and probably…”

Colin nodded at them and then quickly stepped forward, heading out, following Xia Liufang to a sedan parked outside.

Behind him, Brother Chuan took in the scene and couldn’t help but gasp,

“Damn, that car is luxurious. Has Colin been taken under the wing of a wealthy woman or something? No wonder he looked down on my old Accord.”

“A wealthy woman taking care of him?” Old Man Chen frowned, “It better not be that what… ‘Wealthy Woman’s Delight Whip’, ‘Wealthy Woman’s Joy Balls’ or something, right? That won’t do! How can he get involved in such things?!”

“Shh, Dad, keep your voice down, they haven’t gone far yet. And where did you get the idea to look at those strange things? I never should’ve let you use the internet…”

Brother Chuan was filled with regret, but still comforted him, “Don’t worry, it doesn’t look like it…”

Having said that, recalling the look of that woman, he couldn’t resist muttering to himself, if it were such a beautiful woman, even a steel wool might be acceptable…

Seeing the other party’s attitude, little Colin must be onto some good fortune.

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