sad knight

"And then?" Zhao Xiaowu sat across from Han Chun, looking at him in shock, "Where's the bead? Did you give it to the pastor's girl? What is it for?"

Han Chun took a big mouthful of noodles and said after a long time: "I didn't give it, I ran away, and I don't know what it is for, and she won't tell me."

"Not long after I ran out, the system forced me to log off... I played for eight hours, it was terrible."

At this time, a day had passed since the public beta of "Era of Thunder", and Han Chun and his brothers were dizzy and hungry.Internet addiction can't even be used to describe the madness of this game. If there is no system's mandatory eight-hour logout, Han Chun estimates that he can starve himself to death.After logging off the assembly line, his spirit was still in high spirits. After drinking some water, he fell asleep until the next day. When he woke up, he felt that he could eat a cow.

After hearing what happened to Han Chun, Zhao Xiaowu kept fussing "Oh my god, my god" and kept saying, "Boss, you are too good! Wow, the server's first purple weapon!"

Han Chun actually didn't have any idea about this kind of thing, and said, "It wasn't me who hit it, it was just a coincidence..."

Zhao Xiaowu said: "This thing can sell for at least [-] to [-] yuan."

"Ahem..." Han Chun's eyes widened, and he stopped eating the noodles. "What did you say? How much can you sell?"

"Twenty to thirty thousand RMB..." Zhao Xiaowu said eagerly.

"Oh my God." Han Chun's mind was blank, and he also yelled.

Zhao Xiaowu said: "However, we are almost at level [-]. When Liu Yu goes offline immediately, we should be able to get enough people to form a guild."

Han Chun thought of something, and said, "Well, but someone has already established a guild?"

"Yes." Zhao Xiaowu was a little depressed, "Sin City Guild, I heard that all their members are almost level 25, hey, people are more popular than others..."

Han Chun smiled and comforted him, "It's okay, we don't need to argue about this."

After finishing eating at the noodle shop, Han Chun and Zhao Xiaowu went back to work in the clubhouse. I don’t know if it was Han Chun’s illusion. It was full, everyone should have gone to play "Thunder Era".

It was the first time Han Chun played a game, and he played a cross-generational work. It was a bit over the top. Even after he was offline, he kept thinking about the things in the game. Talking to Zhao Xiaowu was also talking about the game.From a certain point of view...he really forgot about Zhang Xiandong.

He didn't want to do anything at all now except to figure out what that strange bead was for.Why would you want that late?How did she know?

The clubhouse was deserted and deserted, and it was not yet the opening time. Axiu took a tablet computer and was watching variety shows behind the bar. Zhao Xiaowu said, "Axiu!"

"Yeah." Axiu didn't take her eyes off the screen, "What's wrong?"

"No... just wanted to call you." Zhao Xiaowu blushed, "What are you looking at?"

Han Chun smiled and didn't want to disturb Zhao Xiaowu. He walked around the hall, but heard a loud noise at the door.

"Fuck!" Zhao Xiaowu was frightened to death.

Axiu stretched her neck, finally moved her eyes away from the tablet, and said loudly, "What's wrong?"

Han Chun quickly went out to have a look. It turned out that a takeaway guy fell off his bicycle, and he didn't know what happened. Anyway, Han Chun seemed to be unable to get up when he saw him for a while.Many people around were secretly observing, but no one stepped forward to help.

Han Chun sighed and rushed out without thinking too much.

"Hello!" Han Chun ran forward and helped the delivery boy, "Are you okay?"

The little brother was pale, with sweat on his forehead, obviously stunned by the fall. As soon as Han Chun helped him up, he turned his head and vomited.At this moment, Zhao Xiaowu and Axiu also came out, and Axiu said, "Are you all right? Have you had a concussion?"

Han Chun waited for the little brother to finish vomiting, and said: "It should be heatstroke, Zhao Xiaowu, go to the nearby pharmacy and buy a bottle of Huoxiang Zhengqi water."

"Thank you..." the delivery boy said weakly.

Han Chun and Axiu asked him to rest in the clubhouse for a while, Zhao Xiaowu also came back from the pharmacy, and the takeaway guy just sat there for a while, and was about to get up: "Thank you, thank you...I still have takeaways to deliver, otherwise it will be overtime. "

Zhao Xiaowu's eyes widened, and he said, "Sit down quickly! You can't even walk well, and you still want to deliver food?"

Han Chun also delivered food before. He knew it was hard work. If he didn’t deliver it in time, or if he was complained, then this day might be for nothing...

Han Chun looked at the delivery guy and said, "You rest first, I'll deliver it for you."

"Ah?" As soon as these words came out, not only the delivery boy was stunned, but even Zhao Xiaowu and Axiu were also shocked.

Axiu stabbed Zhao Xiaowu with her elbow, Zhao Xiaowu reacted immediately and shouted: "Boss! How can I let you go! I, I, I... I will send it!"

"No... I'm too embarrassed to trouble you." The delivery boy struggled to get up.

Han Chun pressed his shoulder and said with a smile: "It's okay, really, if you trust me, I'll deliver it for you. I have delivered food before, and the positive rate is 99.8%!"

"Hey..." The little brother's eyes were a little red, "I really trouble you."

"It's really okay." Han Chun patted him on the shoulder, "You can rest here for a while."

Han Chun is like this.Axiu said before that he is like a saint, always likes to take things for no reason to himself.But Han Chun felt...he just didn't want to live so indifferently.Perhaps, it was also because I had a hard life in the past and got help from some people, so I only wanted to help others within my ability when my conditions were better.

Han Chun walked to the side of the road, helped the delivery guy's motorcycle up, and checked the food in the incubator—but fortunately, there was no soup in it, only the last order of fried rice.

He stepped on the motorcycle and glanced at the clubhouse again, and saw Zhao Xiaowu smiling at him, and the delivery boy was sitting on the sofa and wiping his eyes with his sleeve.Han Chun waved to Zhao Xiaowu, started the motorcycle, and got on the road again.

The sun in the afternoon of summer is when it is very hot. Han Chun rides his motorcycle and feels that the whole world in front of him is burned by the sun and turned into a vast expanse of whiteness.The hot wind blew across Han Chun's cheeks, reminding him of the old days.

In the past, he also delivered food like this.At the beginning, Han Chun didn't know anything, he was unfamiliar with the road, he didn't know how to use the software, and occasionally he would be scolded if the delivery was overtime.Later, he heard that there was a software for automatic billing, but it was useless after hesitating for a long time.The veterans hang out in the rain and at midnight, so they can make more money on such orders.

At that time, Han Chun's neck and arms were peeling from the sun in order to deliver food.He felt that the greatest joy of doing this job was walking through the streets and alleys, which seemed to be a rare freedom.

When no one is around, Han Chun even sings while riding a bicycle.Singing about the distance, singing about dreams, and shouting a word or two makes me feel comfortable.

At that time, even though it was so hard, life seemed to be a little rushed, after all, he and Zhang Xiandong...

Stop, don't think about it, the past is the past.

Han Chun couldn't help but smile wryly as he rode his motorcycle.

The destination of today's order is actually a bit far away, and it is also a bit unfamiliar to Han Chun. It is a high-end neighborhood that he has never been to.Han Chun stopped outside the compound and took off his helmet.

A security guard standing straight at the door kept staring at him. Han Chun stepped forward and said, "I'll deliver food."

"...Which household?" The security guard seemed a little surprised and asked.

Han Chun looked down at the list and said, "Badong...Mr. Gu."

The security guy looked at Han Chun for a while, hesitated a little, and finally said, "Okay, cars can't go in."

Han Chun nodded, knowing that this is indeed the case in many places.The security guard opened the door for him, and he trotted all the way. There were tree shadows on both sides of the road. The environment here is so good, almost all of them are single-family villas.

Han Chun was dizzy and couldn't find Badong all at once. He complained in his heart, "Damn it, why do rich people still eat fried rice?"

After finally finding eight buildings, Han Chun rang the doorbell for a long time at the door, but no one opened the door.He had no choice but to make another phone call. The man who answered the phone had a low and pleasant voice, but he seemed to have a bad temper: "Hello?"

"Hello, Mr. Gu, your takeaway is here, come out and get it." Han Chun said with a good temper.

"Takeaway?" The man hesitated.

"That's right." Han Chun was a little suspicious by his tone, and looked down at the list again, "You ordered fried rice with sausage."

Don't speak to the other side.

Han Chun looked at the phone strangely, and asked, "Hello? Can you hear me?"

"Wait a minute," the man said.

Han Chun hung up the phone and clicked at the door to confirm the delivery.After a while, the door of the villa opened, and a tall man came out.He was wearing a gray shirt, black slacks, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. His black hair was disheveled, and he looked like a vampire in a movie who could never bask in the sun...

Han Chun: "..."

Gu Meng: "..."

"Han Chun?" The expression on Gu Meng's face became complicated in an instant, he didn't know whether he wanted to cry or laugh, "How could it be you?!"

He was about to run over to open the door for Han Chun, but he stumbled on the stairs in front of the house because of too much movement, and he jumped down stupidly in three steps at a time!

Han Chun: "..."

How could I meet this person again?How many times does he have to meet before it stops?

Gu Meng ran over, and just put his hand on the handle of the black iron gate outside the yard, when Han Chun said, "No need."

"Huh?" Gu Meng was stunned.

Han Chun stuffed the takeaway bag through the gap in the iron gate and said, "That's good, no more trouble."

Gu Meng: "..."

Gu Meng was obviously choked, raised his pretty eyebrows, grabbed the bag, and said, "Why do you come to deliver food? Is this your job? I thought you were in school, by the way, how old are you?"

Han Chun heard him babbling a lot, and he deliberately didn't use force in his hands, and he was a little bit dumbfounded. He said, "Hold on! I'm eighteen."

Gu Meng didn't understand, and said, "? My God, I'm so young, I'm 22."

"It's centimeters." Han Chun added expressionlessly.

Gu Meng couldn't believe it, and said, "...are you teasing me?"

Han Chun smiled, raised his chin at him, took a step back, and said with a smile, "What do you think?"

Gu Meng stood stupidly behind the iron gate, staring at Han Chun intently.In fact, Han Chun felt a little dark in his heart. After all, the first two times when he saw this person, he was always led by the nose without knowing it, which can be regarded as allowing him to regain a little initiative.

Han Chun said from a distance: "Let's go, eat well."

Gu Meng looked at him, but still didn't answer.Han Chun turned to leave, when he heard Gu Meng shout: "Han Chun! If I order takeaway again, will I still be able to see you?"

Han Chun turned his back and smiled, wondering what the hell this was.

After returning home, the takeaway brother had almost recovered. He introduced himself: "My name is Li Hongzhe. Thank you so much for today!"

Han Chun waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's all right."

Zhao Xiaowu stuffed Li Hongzhe with two more bottles of Coke, and Han Chun sent Li Hongzhe away and returned to the club.Axiu sat on the sofa and smiled at Han Chun, saying, "Boss, how did I find that you were in a particularly good mood after you came back? Did you meet someone?"

Han Chun was startled, and pulled down the corner of his mouth with his fingers, saying: "There is nothing to do, but to do good things, and you will be happier."

He originally thought that this incident was just a trivial episode, but at night, Han Chun went home to take a shower, and when he came out, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

So late, who will come to him?Han Chun was a little strange.

He wiped his hair with a towel and ran to open the door.

"Who?" Han Chun asked.

"Is it... Han Chun?" Behind the security door were two policemen.

"I am." Han Chun suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and he never expected that the police would come to him in the middle of the night, "What's wrong?"

"Open the door first." One of the policemen said, "I have something to ask you."

"Yeah." Han Chun doubted him.

A young policeman walked in and looked Han Chun up and down.

He asked, "Are you the delivery rider of the X regiment?"

Han Chun was confused and denied, "No."

The police then asked, "At one o'clock this afternoon, have you delivered food to Mr. Gu Meng in Yunqi Garden?"

"Yes, it's me." Han Chun was taken aback and nodded.

The two police officers looked at each other, and said in a mild tone, "Come with us to the police station."

Han Chun had just taken a shower, and his hair was still dripping water. He opened his eyes wide and said, "Wait... Comrade policeman, what the hell is going on?"

The policeman had a strange expression on his face and replied, "There is a dead finger in that takeaway."

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Not scary or suspenseful, just writing about the weird things Han Chun encountered in his life