Rock Sugar Warm Jade

Qin An's plan for himself today was to do his homework first and then memorize the words. Speaking of it was extremely boring. After a month of observation by the Soviet Union, Qin An was too obedient, and he was just a positive young flower seedling.

But now he doesn't want to rush back to do these things, the sun is breaking through the clouds and the air is fresh, he doesn't want to go back.

Lu Feng sat opposite, sucking soy milk, looked at the two and asked, "Brother Su, is this your younger brother?"

This is my ancestor!

Su Meng looked indifferent: "Yes, I went to high school, and I am currently staying at my house."

Lu Feng slapped his thigh, revealing his vision for youth: "It's good to go to high school, I just didn't study hard back then, otherwise I would have become the CEO long ago, and I would have left the single dog."

Su Mengxin said that even if you study hard, you won't be able to be a CEO, at most you can be a school bully and flirtatious little girl, and you can't win the golden and noble title of a single dog.

After eating, Lu Feng and Xiao Sheng went to buy some more, ready to take them back to stimulate their friends who had been fighting all night, they hooked their shoulders together and left in a cheap way, leaving Su Meng with a mouthful of demons.

"Last night, Mrs. Su called home and asked me about your situation. She said that your phone could not be reached."

Su Meng was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to touch the phone, but then he gave up when he realized that he hadn't charged it. He said, "Oh, the phone is out of battery."

Qin An looked at him for a while, then turned his head and lowered his eyes: "Well, Mrs. Su asked you to call back when you have time."

There is a faint bluish-black circle around Su Meng's eyes, which was not there when he first met him, but now it appears, which shows how much Su Meng has not regarded himself as a human being for more than a month.

"understood."

It was really a problem to answer the phone or something. Because he didn't know how to face the elders, Su Meng said hello and slipped away with Xiao Baihua. He looked rebellious on the outside, but he was actually a shrinking turtle.

Thinking of this, Su Meng glanced at Qin An again. The side profile of this man was well defined, and his unopened face was slightly delicate.Then he put this face in his mind and automatically put on a colorful and cool hairstyle, which shocked both him and Xiao Qiao.

Xiao Qiao frantically gave him a yellow card in his head, and Su Meng silently comforted him—we can't despise other people's aesthetics, but a dark heart is unacceptable.

Qin An didn't know that this man was playing tricks on him in his heart, seeing his sudden frown, he thought it was a serious matter, and when he thought of what Mrs. Su said to him yesterday, he sighed secretly.

Su Meng and Qin An parted ways, he continued to go back to trouble Zhen Jia, Qin An... Qin An went back to do homework.

On the fifth floor, the power department was littered with dead bodies, and the rest stood upright in front of the computer and fought.After the scent of steamed buns and pan-fried buns was released, a group of zombies with green eyes jumped over. Lu Feng and Xiao Sheng were brutally attacked, and they flew separately in imminent disaster.

When Su Meng walked in, besides the smell that stimulated him the most, there was also the fact that his two subordinates were pecking at each other.

"If you step on me, you are all colleagues, what are you afraid of?"

"Then you still fucking elbow me. I know the surname is Xiao, and you did it on purpose."

"..."

The Soviet Union knocked on the table: "Work hard."

Wang Ma will be punished for closing the case. Even though she was told of the result, she did not withdraw her mind. This matter was left to the comrades downstairs to solve. Follow the three views of materialism in the past.

In order to assimilate into this strange world as soon as possible, the Soviet Union made up a lot of knowledge, and occasionally came across a website called The Third World.

There are basically trivial things posted by people with supernatural powers, and the list at the top is basically a list of asking for help or offering rewards-after all, not all people with supernatural powers are registered, and someone who pays must be accepted.

Sometimes the higher-ups will look at the situation above and customize their actions. The Soviet Union currently only uses it as a forum, and sometimes it is quite happy to read their complaints.

For example, the post that built three thousand floors turned out to be——

"Hey, I've been soloing for 30 years, and I can't sleep at night recently. I'm asking a young lady with spiritual abilities to enlighten me."

The following replies are all in one color - "scroll".

Zhen Jia also has an account. This account was issued after he registered. It is not very active. The latest post was more than three months ago.

On June [-], Zhen Jia posted a post, but it was quickly deleted, and the account has not been active since then.

According to the report sent by Xiao Sheng, Zhen Jia's last post was a seeking post, he was looking for a psychic, but only 10 minutes later, with only one reply, the building was closed, not only that, but in the end It was also deleted.

The reply said this-"The poster wants to find a psychic? I haven't seen this breed since I was born. The poster mainly found it. Remember to take a photo for me. As long as I lick it from a distance, my life is worth it." Yes, thank you very much. By the way, private messages are always open for you."

After less than 1 minute, the post disappeared.

It's too miserable, it's fine if you can't find help, the only person who replied is still a wretched pervert.

If the Soviet Union was eager to find someone, saw a reply letter, and discovered such a pervert with great expectations, he would wish to kill this person.

But why did Zhen Jia find a person with mental abilities? If she was treating Zhen Xixi, it should also be a person with medical abilities.

Find it for himself?

"Brother Su." Xiao Sheng sat across from him with a folder, pushed his glasses and began to narrate, "By asking people around, they told that Zhen Jia has always maintained a life of three points and one line. But the truth, I'm afraid we will have to wait." Outsiders watched the surveillance."

Qin An walked slowly towards the community with his hands in his pockets. His morning run was a bit long, and it took about half an hour to walk back, otherwise he would not have happened to meet the Soviet Union.

Those who should come out at this time have already come out, and those who have not shown up are basically nocturnal animals.

Qin An paused for a moment and stopped, the words Su Meng whispered in his ear every day finally came true—the troublemaker came.

There were two men sitting across the road with tattoos on their arms. Qin An had conflicts with them several times in the previous ten days of life.The first time Qin An was beaten up, his nose bleeds and he almost went blind, the second time he was robbed of money, and the third time... there was no third time.

Before the third time, the Soviet Union took him home.

At that time, Qin An was malnourished, his body was weak, and he couldn't beat him again and again. It hurt to bite people with his teeth. The only way to fight back was to drag them into the water together, and in the end he almost choked himself to death. During the day off, lying in the bridge hole was fed bread for three days by the brother who threatened to open a barber shop, and finally went to school with a bag on his back in a daze. No one cared about him from the beginning to the end.

How could anyone care about him?Qin An laughed at himself

Su Meng always believed that Qin An hadn't encountered anything other than not having enough food and clothing in the past ten days, and Qin An didn't mention a word, and he swallowed everything.In fact, he suffered everything that should have happened.If the Soviet Union does not appear, his next revenge may be to stab one person at a time, and finally drift with the crowd.

But it doesn't work now, probably because the Soviet Union's day-to-day gossip has played a role. Qin An won't do this, but it's better to bury this kind of thing.

Qin An bypassed the road and ran towards the back door, said a few words to the security guard, put on his hoodie and left.

"Qin, Qin An?"

Qin An paused, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the hand hanging by his side slowly clenched into a fist.

The person behind patted Qin An on the shoulder, and he turned half of his face, the hat covered half of his face, looking gloomy and lonely.

Seeing who it was, Qin An immediately relaxed his expression, stretched his brows, and nodded slightly towards that person.

The little fat man was frightened by his expression at that moment. He paused for three seconds, then quickly straightened his expression, wiped off some sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and coughed on his lips: "Ahem, classmate Qin, what a coincidence."

Qin An didn't want to talk nonsense with him here. The security guards had already passed, so he should go back. Judging from the past behavior of those people, they would not just give up like this.

So Qin An walked in, and the little fat man was next door with two bags of breakfast: "Hey, hey! You don't care about people!"

Qin Anxin said that I already nodded towards you, what else do you want?

The little fat man said: "Qin An, you don't remember who I am, do you? I'm your monitor, do you remember?"

Qin An remained silent, and even recited the ancient prose in his heart.

"Student Qin, I have thought about it for a long time. I think it is wrong for you to treat your classmates like this. As classmates, we must first respect each other. Your attitude is easy to make people lustful. Many people don't like you now. Do you know?" The little fat man babbled a good sentence, but got stuck at the end, feeling that the sentence was too heavy, so he added, "But this can be remedied!"

The corners of Qin An's eyes twitched, only when he heard the word "obscenity", he felt that this person probably didn't study hard, and used some kind of broken words.

When he was almost at the place, Qin An stopped, leaving a word of "goodbye" before speeding away, without giving the little fat man time to react.The little fat man burst into tears carrying two bags of breakfast: "Student Qin, have you forgotten the name of the class monitor? The class monitor's surname is Shen Shen."

At the entrance, Qin An ran into a group of people, chatting and laughing as they walked out. They should be office workers who were not easy to rest. He stepped aside, out of tune with the atmosphere.

As soon as Qin An got out of the elevator, he felt his phone vibrate. When he opened it, he saw that Su Meng had sent him a message. On it was a little white man exhaling soul smoke. His limbs were limp like noodles, which looked funny and cute.He let out a foul breath, and replied to Sumeng—do you need my help?

After sending it over, I was annoyed, isn't it too fast?How do you say a word on the Internet?

Oh, right, back in seconds.

But it should be a second to the boss, right?

Qin An took out the key from his pocket, and just as he opened the anti-theft door, a snow-white envelope fell from the crack, and fell to his feet with a "click", and the snow-white envelope was covered with a layer of floating dust.

Qin An's Adam's apple moved up and down until the vibration of the phone woke him up.He picked up the envelope, it was still a thin sheet, and there wasn't much inside.There are a few words written on the cover, which are familiar and simple.

"To: Mr. Qin An."

Sincerely, Mr. Qin An.