[Comprehensive] Cannon fodder, do you want to counterattack?

Because of the weather, although it is not the beginning of the month and the end of the month, the moonlight is still bleak, and the stars are also dim and thin.The moon appeared and disappeared in the clouds, and the surrounding area was very dark, and the road could only be barely distinguished.Fortunately, the road in the cemetery is extremely smooth and there are no steps, so Su Luo walked fairly smoothly.

As soon as Su Luo walked out of the cemetery, he saw a black car parked by the side of the road, and realized that there were people like him who stayed on the mountain so late.

He only glanced at it, and continued on his way without thinking too much. The nearest hotel was more than four miles away, and it took half an hour to walk there.

There were no houses around, and the road only led to one place in the cemetery. The road was not wide, but it was well repaired. The trees on the side of the road were dense and neat, and shadows almost covered the entire road.If it's daytime, it should be very comfortable to walk here, but at night, it's a bit cold and lonely.

At this moment, Su Luo enjoys this kind of silence very much. If possible, he would rather go on like this forever without seeing a single person or ghost.

However, in just over ten minutes, there was a light shining from behind, and after a while, he saw a black car driving past him unhurriedly.

It should be the one I saw just now. The sound of the engine is very small and silent. It seems to be a good car.

Su Luo suddenly thought wildly, on such a night, on the road leading to the cemetery, a young boy walking alone with a schoolbag on his back met a silent car, who is more like a ghost?

After walking a short distance, the phone rang. It was a stranger's number and local address. It should not be scamming or harassment, but he still pressed the phone casually.

The last tears on the mountain seemed to have taken away all his energy. At this time, he was not in the mood to care about people or ghosts.

However, the phone kept coming in persistently, no matter whether he pressed it off or simply ignored it, he kept calling over and over again. A little impatience rose in Su Luo's heart, but it aroused his energy, so he connected.

Before he could open his mouth, a voice suppressed his anger came from the phone: "Where are you!"

The tone is not so much a question, but a reprimand.

Su Luo heard the voice of this young master Leng, he was too lazy to think about why he had his own phone number, and he didn't want to say anything more to him, so he said lightly: "Don't worry, I won't abscond with money."

Leng Li said impatiently, "I'm asking where you are!"

Su Luo frowned slightly, did the young master really not understand what he meant, or was he just too lazy to care about other people's thoughts?

Su Luo didn't want to chat with him, let alone quarrel, so he simply reported his address, and hung up the phone without leaving a cold sentence of "stay still".

Su Luo didn't bother to pay attention to him, put away his cell phone and continued on his way. He would arrive at the hotel in ten minutes or so, and now he just wanted to be alone, or take a nap, or do nothing.

Not long after, a somewhat familiar black car came in the opposite direction and stopped beside him.

"Didn't I tell you to stay still?"

A familiar voice came, and Su Luo turned his head to look over, a little dazed, how did this young master appear here all of a sudden?

"What are you doing in a daze? Get in the car."

Su Luo silently opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

The air conditioner was turned on in the car, and when he entered the door, he was shocked by the heat, and Su Luo shivered, only to realize that his whole body was icy cold. Shrunk back, it was colder than before.

Leng Li reached out and handed over a cup of milk tea, Su Luo took it casually, and found that it was actually hot, thanked him, held the cup to absorb the warmth, but didn't bother to drink it.

Leng Li glanced at him and started the car.

Su Luo leaned on the back of the chair, looked sideways at the window quietly, and a cold voice came from beside him: "I just passed by here, and the back of the person on the road looks like you, so I called to ask."

Su Luo hummed, which was a response.

Su Luo didn't answer, and Leng Li fell silent. When he gets along with others, he never needs him to find something to talk about, and he never explains what he thinks or does. He just opened his mouth, which is already an exception.

And he has never comforted anyone, and he doesn't know how to comfort others.

Su Luo didn't want to talk, Leng Li couldn't talk, and no one mentioned to play some music or radio, the car was always silent.

"Senior Leng, let me down in front."

When Su Luo's voice came, Leng Li suddenly realized that more than an hour had passed before he felt the passage of time, and it was time to enter the city after walking for a while.

"Aren't you going back to school?"

Su Luo said, "I'm a school runner."

Leng Li frowned: "Where do you live?"

The Su family's real estate was seized, and Su Luo's own villa was also sold by him. Where is there any place to live?

Su Luo said: "I rent a house in the front suburb."

The house may be closed or sold, but there are always some personal things that need to be moved out. Even if people don’t find a place to live, they still have to find a place to store their things.His previous villa was also in the suburbs, but it was one south and one north, and the one near the school and the other far. The environment and price were very different.

Leng Li said: "Public-funded students have to live on campus, don't you know?"

Su Luo snorted, and said casually, "Then I'll live in the dormitory when the school arranges it for me...I'm here, please senior."

Leng Li stopped the car, and just about to speak, Su Luo got out of the car with his schoolbag, thanked him, closed the car door, and retreated to the side of the road.

Leng Li looked over through the car door, there were no pedestrians at night, the frail young man seemed to be isolated from this noisy world, standing alone under the streetlight, his shadow was stretched very long, Leng Li felt his heart was pulled hard again, A little out of breath, he stretched out his hand to untie the suit, but he didn't know how to hand it out. His hand stiffened for a moment, and he silently put the suit on the passenger seat and stepped on the accelerator.

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In the living room on the first floor of the villa, the lights are warm and bright. An Junzhe is sitting on the sofa in disarray, hugging his laptop and tossing about. Put your feet down and sit up.

The door opened and closed. An Junzhe twisted his neck and watched for a long time, but he didn't find a second person coming out of the entrance. He looked at Leng Li in surprise and said, "Didn't you go to pick up someone? Where is the person? Didn't pick up?" , or are people ignoring you?"

Leng Li threw the suit on the sofa, took a bottle of beer from the refrigerator, opened it and took a sip.

An Junzhe was dumbfounded, and said: "My young master, is this something you drink? What stimulated you? That kid doesn't know how to praise him anymore?"

Leng Li said impatiently: "Can you shut up? When did I say I went to pick him up?"

"Okay, I think too much..."

At the beginning, Su Luo "absconded with money", in order to find him, An Junzhe thought of many ways, hired private detectives, hired hackers, and installed surveillance cameras in places where he might appear, including Su's old house and Su Luo's rental house , the cemetery in Sioux City, and so on.It's a pity that the number of people he invited was too low, and Su Luo didn't show up in these places at all, so he didn't make a contribution for the first time until today.

The camera installed by An Junzhe is triggered by heat. As long as someone stays in the range, the camera will start automatically, and it will be sent to the designated mailbox by email at regular intervals. Of course, it can also be controlled remotely for direct monitoring.

After An Junzhe received the email, he only opened it when he was idle and bored in the afternoon, and found that the video captured was indeed the real owner, but unfortunately it is no longer needed. He watched the boring video of the connected camera, and found that Su Luo was still waiting. In front of Su Cheng's grave, I couldn't help muttering a few words: "Is this kid going to sleep in the grave or something, he still doesn't leave at this late, the car is gone. In that damn place, taxis are always there at night." I won't go... Oh, he doesn't want to commit suicide again, does he?"

When he said this, Leng Li stood behind him, stared at the screen for several minutes with an ugly face, and finally left angrily with his coat in his hands, so it's no wonder he thought too much.

Since there were no outsiders, An Junzhe didn't have to pay attention to his image. He raised his legs again, turned on the computer, and said to Leng Li, "Ah Li, come and help me to see if this kid is crying. The light is too dark. My image processing skills are too poor, and it's still completely dark... Hehe, this is the dark history of that kid, I will save it after I finish it..."

Leng Li snatched the computer, and his breath was suffocated. On the screen was a cool figure of a young man standing under the dim moonlight. His desolate and lonely body seemed to permeate the world through the screen, making people breathless.

It was not the first time Leng Li had seen this picture, in fact he had been standing there for a long time looking at it.Looking at the young man standing there quietly, as if he was the only one left in the world, he wanted to go in, but he couldn't get close with his heavy feet...

An Junzhe saw that Leng Li was stiff with the screen for a while, and then he started to delete randomly, and hurriedly said: "Hey, what are you doing! I haven't backed it up yet, if I delete it, it will be gone..."

Leng Li deleted everything inside, threw the computer into his arms, and said coldly: "This is not a TV series, other people's sadness is not for you to taste!"

An Junzhe was a little embarrassed, and said: "I'm just joking, I like that kid so I want to make fun of him!"

Leng Li said: "Have someone dismantle those messy things!"

"I know, I know." An Junzhe: "Didn't you forget about this before, otherwise it would have been demolished." He has no hobby of prying into other people's privacy.

Leng Li stopped talking, picked up the beer irritably, and took a few sips.

An Junzhe put the computer on the coffee table, sat up straight, and said seriously, "Ah Li, I have something to ask you - can you let that kid come and live here?"

Make a cold move.

An Junzhe hurriedly explained: "Grandpa asked me to ask. I know this request is a bit too much, but the kid's situation is too special. You also know the situation in our school. Those who are self-funded students have always only recognized family background. Recognizing people, there are two faces in front of others, and those public-funded students have their eyes higher than the top. I am the most talented in the world... That kid's family went bankrupt, not to mention that he became an orphan, and he still owed a lot of debts , enjoying the treatment of a public-funded student, but he didn't get in after thousands of troops. He looks like this, and he doesn't know where to live.

"You said, that kid has committed suicide once before, and if he is bullied like this again, when can he think about it and jump off the stairs again? If he lives here, even if we ignore him, at least no one will dare to bully him. Isn’t he? Just think it’s for our school. Don’t forget that this school is run by your family. The most important thing is that kid’s personality is not bad...

"Take a step back, don't care how that kid passed the exam, but his current student status is a serious public-funded student. As a public-funded student, he should have received a subsidy without spending a penny, but he insisted I took out 800 million. 800 million is not too much to live in your house for three years, right? People are miserable, and if you don’t return the 800 million to others, it’s already very guilty, isn’t it..."

It's An Junzhe's business to attract people to invest with his mouth. Once he says something, it's reasonable anyway. Throwing the beer bottle into the trash can, he said calmly, "Whatever you want...I'm going to sleep."

He got up and went upstairs, leaving only a chic back view of him.

An Junzhe blinked: Is this the end?He prepared for a long time, and this is only half of it!Could it be that his eloquence has made great progress again?