The last time I recognized Zhao Feihan by chance at Shiweiju, when we all sat down to talk together, I noticed that Zhao Feihan's fingers were always stroking the jade ring he wore on his right thumb.

The jade ring had good water content and it looked very shiny after he polished it. I knew he must like these things.

So I catered to his preferences and gave him a peace amulet like this.

Zhao Feihan really liked it. He took the brand out of the box, rubbed it between his fingers and played with it for a while, then handed it to me: "Here, help Brother Zhao put it on."

The strap of this Wu Shi Pai is a black woven strap that can be put directly around the neck, but Zhao Feihan asked me to help him put it on, so I stood up and walked over to help him put it on.

Zhao Feihan sat there, neck straight, waiting for me to put it on him. I carefully put the rope over his head, but inadvertently discovered a long scar on the back of his neck covered by the collar.

It was hideous and horrific, looking like a scar, and the wound must have been very deep.

My heart trembled and my hands trembled, but I heard Zhao Feihan ask me: "What's wrong, poor little thing?"

"Oh, it's okay." I came to my senses quickly and put the rope around his neck immediately, keeping my tone steady, "It's done, Brother Zhao."

I returned to my seat and sat down. Zhao Feihan was still stroking and playing with the "Nothing to Do" card, then he carefully put it inside his clothes.

His movements were very delicate, but when I looked at his face, I couldn't help wondering what kind of person he was. He looked like a gangster, and his smile was a bit ruffian. And there was such a long scar on his neck. What did he do? How did he get this scar?

"Is Brother Zhao handsome? Why are you staring at him?" At this moment, Zhao Feihan said with a smile.

I came back to my senses, a little embarrassed: "Brother Zhao is indeed very handsome."

But that wasn't the reason I was staring at him, but I was certainly being rude. Staring at people is very rude.

Fortunately, Zhao Feihan didn't care about this at all. He just smiled and looked at the other bag: "So, what good stuff is in this bag?"

Zhao Feihan seemed different from the last time they met. Last time, he seemed steady and upright.

But this time, he seemed a lot more relaxed and casual. When he spoke to me, he was very simple and direct, and he often joked with me.

But isn't that what friends do? That's how it should be.

So I smiled and handed the bag to him: "This is the medical expenses that Brother Zhao paid for me earlier. Now it's time to return it to you."

There's not just the 100,000 in it, I also put an extra 20,000 in it as interest for him.

For a brave and righteous man like Brother Zhao, this little reward is actually far from enough. However, because of my uncle's affairs recently, not only did I lose all my savings, but I also owed some debts, so I can't take out more.

Otherwise, I'd like to give more in return.

However, after hearing what I said, Zhao Feihan frowned immediately and his face became serious: "What did you say? Poor little thing, what are you doing? You really don't regard Brother Zhao as your own."

"Brother Zhao, what's wrong with you?" I was confused by Zhao Feihan's reaction.

But he kept a straight face and pushed the bag of money back: "How can I take back the money I gave out? You are obviously deliberately slapping me in the face!"

Only then did I realize that Zhao Feihan was unwilling to take back the money because he felt that my behavior had hurt him.

But in fact, this is the normal operation. Zhao Feihan saved me at the critical moment. I am already grateful for this life-saving grace. What's more, he paid 100,000 yuan for my medical expenses. No matter what, I should return the money to him. After all, this is 100,000 yuan, not 10 yuan.

"Brother Zhao, I treat you as my own, so I won't be polite to you. This money was given to me by you as a favor, not as a charity. It is only right for me to return it to you. However, I am not well off recently, so I only gave you 20,000 yuan with interest. I hope Brother Zhao won't despise it." I said seriously, holding the bag of money.

Zhao Feihan has been growing up abroad and may not be very familiar with the social customs of the Chinese people, but I think he should be able to feel my sincerity and he should understand that I am definitely not trying to slap him in the face by doing this.

But Zhao Feihan's brows were knitted tightly, his face full of solemnity and dissatisfaction: "Are we your own people, poor little thing?"

"Of course." I nodded heavily, my tone serious.

Apart from saving my life, I also like Zhao Feihan as a person and I am very willing to make friends with him.

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