bullshit

Zhong Congyu really wanted to combine "two months apart" and "those two strangers of unknown origin" into one ball, and take a picture of Gu Chi's boastful face.

Let him see, is this something people do?

Is this what you do to me?

Gu Chi had expected Zhong Congyu's overreaction a long time ago, and was mentally prepared.According to the past practice, he should have coaxed this kid who was blowing his hair now, or didn't tell him directly, and cut it first and played later.

But Gu Chi thought about it later, it was too irrational.

No.

Zhong Congyu is a human being. To put it more clearly, he is the one he loves. He is not someone who can be fooled and deceived at will. It is just for fun, but when it comes to critical moments, the minimum respect and right to know cannot be ignored.

Gu Chi further explained: "I can't do anything about them now. To a certain extent, she is really my grandma. My dad is not dead now, and the property is not in my name. She can indeed live in it. You must understand better than me. But I hate them no less than you. I plan to let them move to the opposite side after I go back. You still live with me. We can’t see or worry. Yes, okay?"

Zhong Congyu raised his head and saw Gu Chi looking at him with a forced smile. He may have been exhausted by the travel recently, and his face was extremely tired. All the youthful and frivolous spirit of the first meeting had become devastated and full of holes. stand up.

His mood sank suddenly.

Gu Chi was not a patient person in the first place. His friends around him were all younger brothers, who could change their ways every day, but only when he came to Zhong Congyu, he would change. He restrained all his temper and tried Speak, and even ask cautiously: "Is it okay?"

At this moment, Zhong Congyu felt that he was a jerk!

How did you treat him?How do you mess around all day?Has conscience been picked up by a dog? ?

What qualifications do you have to say the word love?

Thinking of this, even if the anger in his heart could shake a mountain in one gulp, he still responded: "...um."

Because Zhong Congyu still remembered the sentence "What are you capable of?" that the old lady Gu scolded when she came out. Trembling.

Although there is nothing worth remembering about the things he did when he was a child, there is one truth he always remembers - if you are not capable, you are not capable. Don't pretend to be capable. Recognize yourself, recognize the present, and pretend to be a grandson when it's time to pretend to be a grandson, a grandson After pretending for a long time, as long as people are not stupid, they will be able to be Laozi one day. There are thousands of difficulties, and patience is the most difficult.

Gu Chi was frightened by his unprecedented obedience: "Hey, agreed?"

Zhong Congyu: "Well, don't be playful, come back from work early, I will miss you."

"Okay!" Gu Chisheng was afraid that he would go back on his word, and immediately agreed, "If there is anything interesting on the road, I will come and give you a gift later."

Zhong Congyu snorted and said, "Is it similar to your selfie? The one you sent me just now has been set as your desktop."

Gu Chi jumped up and planned to grab it: "Damn it! Just look at it, and you still have to pick it up as a treasure? Are you afraid of getting a heart attack when you look at your phone in the middle of the night? Who can stand it!"

Zhong Congyu: "Not ugly."

Gu Chi panicked: "It's so ugly! I'm telling you to be serious, don't make trouble, be good."

Zhong Congyu kissed the phone screen on his mouth: "I will delete it when you come back, or wait for it to be made public."

Gu Chi was amused by him: "Master Zhong Congyu!"

I let go of the words that had been in my heart for several days, and my mood became more comfortable. When I returned to the bus station, it was already after nine o'clock in the evening. Get a good seat, pick up a spoon, fiddle with a pair, and start to make money for the day's meals.

Gu Chi has recently become a foot-bound old woman who needs to look back every three steps due to her hard-pressed life. She is used to careful planning, and it is rare for her to buy two large barrels of kebabs. When the smell dissipates, go back."

Zhong Congyu looked at the bucket in his hand: "Is this boss blind?"

Gu Chi poked his head over: "Why?"

Zhong Congyu took it for comparison: "You have too little, but mine has too much."

"Oh, it's not that he's blind." Gu Chi grinned deliberately, "Don't you eat a lot? When I asked him to pretend, I gave you a little more of mine."

Zhong Congyu: "You don't want to eat?"

Gu Chi rubbed his stomach involuntarily: "Since I vomited last time, my stomach has been uncomfortable, and I don't have much appetite recently. Tsk, if it wasn't for secretly asking you out for a private meeting, I wouldn't even bother to eat .”

This kind of slap and then give a sweet date Gu Chi has done a lot, it is his special skill, the first half of the sentence made Zhong Congyu want to hit someone, and then he used the following words to save himself from being punched.

Although the alleys are intricate with twists and turns, the overall area is not large. No matter how slow you walk, as long as you don't compare yourself to snails crawling, it is far from enough time to eat a big bucket of fatty meat skewers.

The two of them were sitting downstairs like this, their mouths were occupied by big fat cows, they didn't speak, but their shoulders were next to their shoulders, and their long outstretched legs were responsible for fighting and kicking from time to time to show that they knew you near me.

Compared with those first-tier cities, the night here is much darker, but the sound decibels are sharp and unabated, a bit like a garbage singer whose sound card is turned off. The essence is stripped out in broad daylight, without the slightest concealment.

The sound like a TV was turned on very loudly, and it came out of the window and spread to the street, because the coughing sound from the cooking oil smoke was too loud, and the little kid poked the wooden table with a pen when he didn't want to do his homework, "da da da "The voice ... and, a kind of quarrel.

This city always gives people a gray and rusty yellow color that cannot fade.

In fact, quarrels are quite common here, and the general public is unwilling to join in the fun. Such trivial matters can quarrel for more than half an hour. As long as they don't quarrel at bedtime, generally no one will intervene.

But this time, it seems to be different.

"Did you hear anything?" Zhong Congyu asked from the side.

"Yeah." Gu Chi still couldn't eat, and his stomach was not quite right for the past few days, so he put all the leftover meat into Zhong Congyu's bucket, "It's a fight, it's two girls, it seems quite serious , if you think it's troublesome, let's sit in another place."

"Okay." Zhong Congyu nodded.

But the further you went, the sound didn't weaken, but it got louder, and two more men joined the melee, and their saliva could fly ten miles away.

Most of the people in this area are middle-aged, and most of them have some lung or respiratory problems, and they cough until they choke like a bellows after speaking two or three sentences, but they are actually out of breath today. Very, very loud.

However, they still didn't scold the reason for the quarrel, they were only responsible for cursing each other's various ancestors.

Meaningless.

The scolding made the people around ten miles feel extremely bad.

Some crazy words that he had never heard before, or even created by himself, pierced Zhong Congyu's ears, making him frown involuntarily.

Zhong Congyu said to Gu Chi sarcastically, "It's a miracle that you didn't grow crooked in this place."

"One miracle is enough." Gu Chi said, "Do you still greedily want two?"

Zhong Congyu: "I'm afraid you want two."

Gu Chi smiled: "You are unique."

These people have been entrenched here since birth, their eyesight is only a little bit long, and the circle of contact is not much better. It is a vicious circle. The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. Good jade, but here is waiting to be ruined, repeatedly, and the sky is dark, and it can only stop here.

In contrast, Zhong Congyu is a bunch of lights that people want to hold in their hands and don't want to let them slip away.

Although this light has a bad temper, he is still very clingy.

But it is beyond the reach of those vulgar and vile people.

In the past, there will always be someone who is louder and more grumpy, throws the window open, and ends the farce with a sentence of "you are so noisy".

But today's market doesn't seem to be so good.

There was even a burst of air pressure.

"You're the one who fucked up with your father and the whores outside! You still want to eat my mother's and use my mother's! You still have the face to talk about the will! I'll tell you! I'm going to take this house with me when I die Die! No bricks will be left for you!"

Gu Chi's footsteps paused, and he leaned against a wall. His stomach was hurting like a cramp, but he couldn't bear it. He just didn't want to leave, so Zhong Congyu also stopped.

It's about money again.

But anything that smells of copper will go bad.

Finally, someone around started persuading him hypocritically.

"Hey, hello." An aunt said, "Why are you angry with the child you raised by yourself? Don't be angry when you get older. It will still belong to her in the future. Why bother..."

"Fuck my child, I've never had a child in my life!" The woman cursed even more bluntly, "Bastard, I don't care if you make a fool of yourself outside, but if you dare to make trouble in the house, I will kill you!" you!"

"You just want me to die!" A younger voice rang out like thunder, "The yellow-skinned old man can't take care of men by himself! You have the nerve to say it! You killed my mother and gave it to outsiders for the sake of face. Say I was born to you and my dad! When my dad dies, torture me! Slut!"

This development seems to be quite outrageous, and the characters seem to be a bit complicated.

"Can you say that again!!!"

"I said you are a fucking slut! You must die!! You are going to die!!!"

Before hearing other sounds, there was a sudden burst of screaming around.

At the same time, there was a loud muffled sound, as if something hit the wall head-on, and then began to roll down the stairs, with a terrifying rhythm.

Immediately afterwards, almost everyone ran out of the house to see what happened.

The street lights were still so dim, and the blackness of the night seemed to have solidified so thickly that it was impossible to see clearly from a distance.

And the screaming didn't stop after one sound, it was layer upon layer, with that building as the center, as if it was a ceremony, everyone who ran over to join in the fun screamed, and in an instant, fear filled The whole space was in a mess.

There was a nasty smell in the air.

Another dust settles.

Gu Chi's head went blank for three seconds, and then he couldn't care about the stomachache at all. He grabbed Zhong Congyu's hand and started running forward. Running hard, the barbecue in his hand was scattered all over the floor. A few kids who were shitting their shit smelled the fragrance and wanted to run over to pick it up and eat it.

Push aside the crowd, walk against the current, wishing to leave this place immediately.

Zhong Congyu let him lead him away like a marionette, without any resistance, and guessed a general idea in his head in a trance.

It should be that the quarrel was too intense, there was a hand-to-hand conflict, and someone died...

Is it old and dead?still small?

Even if it is not biological, even if there are some entanglements that are not clear, but at least it is someone who has seen growing up since childhood.

Even if there is no family affection, at least there is some human affection.

Are feelings so fragile to them?For money, can you give up anything?

Gu Chi didn't know where he could take Zhong Congyu to, the place he left was his home, so what else could he go to at night besides home?Play Street Bum?

But the idea of ​​taking him away just now was like an electric shock, and his hands and feet started to move without the consent of his consciousness. When he came back to his senses, he had already run outside.

Someone on the road looked at them strangely.

Everyone's life is different, live the same, but live differently, and then bid farewell to the world differently.Some people are born to be golden branches and jade leaves, while others are born to crawl and roll in the mud. If the two are sprayed together, it is destined to be a bad thing.

Gu Chi stopped in the most central business district.

He let go of his hand, and found that his palms were covered with layers of cold sweat, which wet Zhong Congyu's clothes, and said with some embarrassment: "We... go back later, and go back after those people are dealt with. Don't go back now, are you in a hurry?"

"Yeah." Zhong Congyu was very reasonable, "There's no rush."

Gu Chi was taken aback by his short reaction, and grabbed his shoulder: "It's okay...it's okay..."

Only then did Zhong Congyu see that Gu Chi was afraid of being frightened: "I'm fine, and I'll be fine. Those people are not enough to affect me. Let's not stand here and go to the other side."

"Okay, okay, okay." Gu Chi hammered his chest with his hand, and asked when he reached the place, "What happened just now? It's a public place, why did you come here?"

Zhong Congyu made a bad face: "The boss of that chain store is always Zhong Junchi."

Gu Chi: "..."

During the opening of the new store, the video of the general manager scrolled and played on the big screen in the store. It recorded an interview with the theme of "How can young people become leaders in the new era". Zhong Junchi looked like a man on it In this way, a large number of young girls who call themselves "uncle control" are fascinated, but no one knows that he will bring thugs to scold his son in the middle of the night.

Zhong Junchi told the host with a formulaic smile: "Nowadays, some young people start to show off their power with a little bit of achievement, thinking how great they are, but in fact, the hard days are behind them. When they get a taste of it, they will be happy." It will hurt."

Zhong Congyu wished that knives would grow out of his eyes, and he would stab through the big screen with one knife, making it a mess.

Zhong Junchi would always scold himself obliquely.

The father and son fought each other in silence across the Internet.

Gu Chi looked at him and smiled: "Okay, no matter how much you stare at him, you can't stare at him. Can't we afford to provoke him or hide him? It's over if we don't look at him."

Zhong Cong hurriedly ran to the public chair and sat down.

Gu Chi frantically followed behind him and smoothed his hair: "It will be fine in the future, I have worked hard these few years, and it will be your business in the future. You are my secret weapon, and I will use it to enjoy my happiness when I am raised. "

Zhong Congyu stared at him, and explained somewhat inexplicably: "You speak like I am your son."

"Can you chat?" Gu Chi waved his hand, "I'm taking care of someone."

A week later.

The matter of the dead has already gone through the three stages of explosive news-chat after dinner-no one cares, and there are still people in the alley every day fishing for three days and drying the net for two days, waiting to eat and die, as if this thing didn't happen at all Pass.

It was a working day when Gu Chi left, and Zhong Congyu went to class early in the morning. He cleaned up the house first and kept the money he earned from working for the past few days. Where he lived, he turned and went downstairs.

Wang Dachuan and Li Yansan were waiting for him.