my brother became a scum

The feeling after the hangover was not very good. After I washed up, I went downstairs and bought a drawer of steamed buns and a bowl of porridge for breakfast. I bought a bunch of flowers and some food nearby, and I booked to visit my grandfather in the cemetery.

A bouquet of fresh flowers had already been placed in front of Grandpa’s tomb, which may be his friends, students, or Zhang Chen. I put my own flowers in front of the tomb, squatted down and whispered to him.

I told him that I had settled down in Wenzhou, was studying for a Ph.D., opened several stores, and made profits without losing money.

I told him that I still don't have a partner, if there is someone I like, I will explain the situation clearly to him, and if the other party doesn't dislike me, I will give it a try.

I told him that Zhang Chen and I could not be lovers or brothers in this life. I was not as tolerant and open-minded as I imagined. He stabbed me deeply in the chest, and it hurt badly when I got close to him.

I talked to him intermittently for a long time, wiped off the dust on his tombstone with my sleeve, stood up slowly, looked at it for a while, turned around again, and left without looking back.

I gave the extra food in the refrigerator to the neighbor's uncle and aunt, packed up the room, and decided to return early. I received a call from Zhang Chen as soon as I arrived at the airport.

His voice was still panting, as if he had just received news: "Are you leaving now?"

"I still have business in Vancouver, and I still have to study, and I can't get away from things."

"The ticket you just bought, you can find a good reason to lie to me."

I just bought a plane ticket, and Zhang Chen knew the news. It seems that I was completely monitored by him. I pressed my phone with one hand and put the box into the security machine: "Whatever your plan is, it has nothing to do with me. , I have my own life, and I don't want to get involved in your matters."

I raised my hand, turned around on the table, stepped in and picked up my suitcase.

"Alright," Zhang Chen said with a sticky smile, "I'm also afraid that you will take risks, so go back to Wenzhou City, and I'll go find you after I finish dealing with the matter here."

I hung up the phone, put the phone in my coat pocket, and went to check in with ease.Many times in the past, I would feel reluctant to leave this city, but this time, I left without any memory, and even breathed a sigh of relief.

The plane flew for several hours and stopped at Wenzhou Airport. As soon as I got on the shuttle bus and turned on my mobile phone, I found a message about the final exam popped up in the WeChat group.

I have a bit of a headache because I haven't studied seriously for a long time, especially the English test, which is killing me.After leaving the airport, I didn't even visit the store, but went directly to the university library, borrowed a bunch of reference books and started to grind my guns.It was only after the dark exam season that I remembered to read the squeezed information - gratifyingly, my store did not close down, and under the leadership of the supervisor, I even had a good profit increase. The store has also become an "Internet celebrity" store. With the effect of posing for photos by some literary youths, it also has a stable passenger flow, turning the corner into safety.

I took some free time to open a fourth store, and I got a store at a very low price. I have never believed in the good things that fall from the sky, either there is some trap in it, or someone is helping me.

I investigated carefully, and found no traps. As for the person who would help me, I first thought of Zhang Chen, and then quickly denied this possibility. Zhang Chen is not the kind of character who will help people secretly. If he killed me, he would definitely let me know about it, besides, he wished that I couldn't afford to open a shop so that he could return to the city where he was.

Although it was difficult to find such a good shop, I still chose to give up—you can’t eat pies in the world. Although I can’t see any poison for the time being, it’s like swallowing a time bomb. Will explode and die.

I gave up this store and started looking for a new one, but the owner of this store was very anxious and called me many times. Later, he saw that my attitude was very firm, and he had no choice but to tell the truth.It turned out that someone told him that he could transfer the store to me at a low price, and the other party would subsidize a sum much higher than the market price. I asked the person's name, but the shop owner couldn't tell the name. I only learned one word "white".

I filtered through a circle of past friends and acquaintances, and I couldn't find anyone named Bai, but it was obvious that I was being targeted.

The fourth store was temporarily stranded. I went to check the accounts of the first three stores, and the growth rate was unbelievable. In the past, I thought it was because I managed it well and had good luck, but the business is so good. Trouble, combined with the previous store, I always felt that there was something tricky in it. I held a meeting with several supervisors, raised the salary of the store staff, and tightened the control of food. Not long after, the leaders of Wenzhou came down to inspect , just stopped at the entrance of my snack bar, and went in to have a look at the back kitchen. The back kitchen was very clean under the lens of the media, and there was not even a stain on the floor tiles. The leaders ate snacks and boarded the city. The newspaper, not long after, won several very important awards.

I'm almost certain that someone is helping me behind the scenes, but I don't know what the purpose of this boss named Bai is.

I had some spare money and couldn’t open a physical store, so I simply invested it in a fund. The fund made some losses and some profits, but it was still making money. In August, one night when I was writing a thesis at home, my phone rang , I opened the phone and found that it was a text message from an unfamiliar number, and the content of the text message was only one sentence.

Throw away the fund with the code code 0006X7 in your hand, it is about to plummet. --white

This fund has been steadily improving, and I couldn't find any major risks. I read this text message, hesitated for a few seconds, and cleared it.I waited for a long time on the second day, and there was still no problem in seeing the trend of the fund, but on the third day, the fund plummeted and even made headlines in the financial sector.

I vaguely felt that maybe the person who sent the text message was worried that I would not be able to get out in time, so he deliberately informed me two days in advance that I avoided a loss of 10,000+ in this round of fluctuations. No matter what the purpose of that Mr. Bai is, he really It really helped me, and I sent him a message "thank you".

In the blink of an eye, it’s the golden autumn of September, and the preparations for the congress have already begun. Zhang Chen will call me occasionally, mostly to ask me how I’m doing. I don’t talk much, but most of the time I listen to him. False and submissive.

I thought he would always be fighting in that city, so I was surprised when he showed up at my school gate.At that time, I was chatting with my classmates in the Ph.D. class. The group was discussing happily. When I turned my head, I saw him obliquely in front of me. There was still a sports car behind me. There was only one security guard at this school gate. The security guard probably went to eat. It didn't stop him from stopping here.

He called my name "Chen Heping". His voice was not low, and I couldn't pretend that I didn't hear it. I simply said goodbye to my classmates and walked in his direction.

We always seem to be like this, there are countless partings and reunions, so many years, not many years of real togetherness, sometimes I think I have completely forgotten him, but he always comes under my nose, let me Remember his existence.

I walked to his side, he raised his eyelids, his eyes were full of thick blue, he said: "Chen Heping, I haven't slept in 38 hours, you drive, I'll sleep for a while."

I wanted to ask him to park the car in the surrounding parking lot and take a taxi to go back, but he stretched out his hand and grabbed my skirt, lowered his usual raised head, and said, "The result is about to come out." , I don't know if I can get out of here, so I just want to come and stay with you for a few days, don't want me, okay?"

Zhang Chen has never done anything he is not sure about, and I have also caught the trend of the Internet in the recent stage. The man will not be able to step down in all likelihood. The risk is not too big, but it does not rule out the crazy behavior when the dog jumps over the wall.I can naturally refuse Zhang Chen and tell him to go back, but if something happens to him, I'm afraid I will feel a little guilty, and according to Zhang Chen's method, no matter how hard he tries, he will stick to me and make me feel unhappy.

I patted Zhang Chen's finger and said to him: "Open the door, you can sleep in the back."

He quickly let go of my hand, unlocked the car, and entered the rear compartment. I also sat in the driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator, and when the car was turned, I asked knowingly: "Which hotel are you going to?"

"your home."

I sneered and didn't speak again.Zhang Chen seemed to be extremely sleepy, and soon there was a slight snoring sound from behind. I drove to the door of the house, turned my head, and saw that Zhang Chen was still sleeping soundly.I called his name a few times and pushed him a few times, but he was too deep in sleep to wake up at all.I can't throw him in the car, it's still very hot in Wenzhou, and it's easy to kill people in the car.But I don't want to hold him down either, I don't have that kind of tenderness for him, and I don't have the desire to touch him.

I pulled down the car window and became addicted to cigarettes, but I refrained from smoking, because I haven’t smoked for too long, and I want to cough when I smell cigarettes, a bit like Zhang Chen and I, because we haven’t seen each other for so long, When we meet, I feel uncomfortable all over.

I took out the key, took out the mobile phone, and pressed it on the steering wheel to play match [-] games, the volume was turned up to the maximum, and after half an hour of playing match [-] games, Zhang Chen woke up from his sleep, and he asked me: "Are you here? "

"arrive."

"How long has it been?"

"It's been a while, and I can't wake you up even if I call you."

He didn't ask me why I didn't carry him down, he still had some self-knowledge in his heart.We got out of the car together, and Zhang Chen asked me, "What's for dinner?"

I shifted my gaze from the phone screen to him: "Order takeaway for whatever you like."

"Aren't you cooking?"

"Too lazy to do it."

"Let me cook for you."

"up to you."

Zhang Chen was not angry at all, and went into the house and ran straight to the kitchen to start tossing. I played a mobile game, lay on the sofa with my eyes closed and rested. Not long after, the smell of food came from the kitchen.