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The environment of the Internet cafes in front-of-house stores has always been not very good, with dim lights, thick air, and the smell of instant noodles and cheap tobacco.

The glaring light of the fluorescent screen reflected on the face of the young man who was addicted to the game. With his thin back, his slender fingers tapped nimbly on the keyboard, and the mouse beside him was clicked.Following his operation, four kill messages were displayed on the top of the screen, QuadraKill!Yu Ziyao wore the earphones provided by the Internet cafe, and turned a deaf ear to the annoying network administrator next to his ear.

Yu Ziyao's arm was pulled by the network administrator, and he slipped and pressed the wrong skill.

The screen went dark suddenly, blood mist appeared all around, and the good pentakill was ended by the opponent.

Yu Ziyao got red-eyed, took off the earphones and threw it on the table, the sound startled the owner of the machine next to him, the fat man turned his head to look this way, and cursed "fuck" in his mouth.

"Students are still so arrogant when they come to the Internet cafe?"

"Why are you bothering me?! Play your game and shut up." Yu Ziyao yelled more fiercely than him, stared back, and slapped the table loudly twice, as if you would fight if you said more look.

The fat man realized that he had provoked a thorny head, so he was scared.Her thick lips trembled twice, she turned her head away, and muttered in a low voice, "Say, what's wrong with saying a few words... so angry at such a young age, short-lived ghost."

The network administrator at the side was terrified, afraid that the ancestor would throw his fist in the face in the next second.

Fortunately, Yu Ziyao didn't say anything more, put on the earphones again, and started the next match with his lips pursed.

The network administrator stood beside him, unable to say much, and he couldn't just walk away.To be honest, they really can't do business with Yu Ziyao here.I don't know the background of this kid. Every time I come here to play in the past few months, the police will come over for a "temporary inspection". It is almost equal to a fine. There is really no way to go back and forth.

Although every time a group of people would take this kid away at the end, within two days he would appear at the entrance of the Internet cafe again, rain or shine.

Fuck, what an addiction.

"Still leaving?" Yu Ziyao didn't even give him a look, "I'm an adult, and I can still pay the Internet fee, why are people still not allowed to spend normally?"

You are spending normally, and we are trading at a loss.The network manager didn't say anything, he took a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, and sat back in his seat.

The white wall was old and yellowed, and four large characters "No Smoking" were pasted on it, hanging above the head of the network administrator.

Yu Ziyao's beating became more and more difficult, and he was so annoyed that he just dropped the mouse and sat there in a daze.

In fact, he really doesn't have any internet addiction, but he always feels very happy when playing games to kill people.Especially if that person has to say that playing games is a game of fun, then he will play games.He unplugged the network cable in the house, so he went to the Internet cafe. Anyway, he didn't want to make a bad face at the man every time he went back, talking about things, and thinking about how to use him to make money.

Obviously that old fox is not short of money.

No, it should be said that the most important thing is money.

Yu Ziyao didn't know why the surnamed Qi kept him, but he insisted on participating in the Lao Shizi draft, hehe... the selection of his mother is all for show, whoever wins and who loses is a script, or how could he do it on purpose? You can advance even if you make a wrong move.

What kind of heart did that old fox Qi Zhuo have? Yu Ziyao felt distressed for throwing so much money into it.

I didn't pay attention when I was playing the game just now, but now Yu Ziyao saw the young couple of high school students across the street, they were tired of being together, you and me, so I almost performed a passionate kiss for everyone in public.

The girl looks pretty good-looking, with a small face and big eyes, but the boy next to her is a little awkward.

Yu Ziyao secretly rated the two of them, but when he came back to his senses, he felt that his behavior was very boring.Sighing, the whole person leaned back.

What should come will still come.

It's just that Yu Ziyao never expected that this time Qi Zhuo came to arrest him himself.

A man in a suit and leather shoes suddenly appeared at the door, followed by a few figures who looked like bodyguards. It was really eye-catching to patronize such a small broken Internet cafe.

It's hard for Yu Ziyao not to see it.

Standing up with a "swish", the young couple on the opposite side was making out, the girl looked up at him, the boy with delicate features, the half-grown girl couldn't take her eyes away... But the more I look at this look, the more I feel like I've seen it somewhere before?

The girl tugged at her boyfriend: "Hey, look, does this person look familiar?" The voice was not low, and Yu Ziyao heard it too. He raised his eyes and looked over, without any intention of pity: "Look at the fart." Said After finishing, regardless of the surprised eyes of the little girl opposite, he grabbed the bag at his feet and ran towards the back door of the Internet cafe.

The back door is facing the alley in the residential area, which is winding and winding, and there is no light at night.Yu Ziyao ran so fast that all the wall dust was rubbed on his clothes.

He didn't know why he ran away, obviously this kind of thing happened several times, every time after being taken back by Qi Zhuo's assistant, he would be honest for a few days, and then slip out while the man was busy with work.

Qi Zhuo is very busy with work, often busy.

Just like his short-lived father, he was so busy that he couldn't care about anything, including his own son.

He also wondered why Qi Zhuo was not related to him, why did he take that suicide note as a holy word, and really wanted to raise him as his son?

There was a dead end in front of it, and there were several sorting trash cans there. There was too much garbage to fit, so they were simply piled on the ground, turning it into a small open-air garbage dump.

Hold.

For the first time, Yu Ziyao wanted to ask the aunt of the neighborhood committee why he didn't watch them throw garbage.Anyway, leave an empty bucket for him to jump in and hide.

Thinking about it this way, Yu Ziyao's nose was full of that sour smell, he frowned.

Forget about jumping the trash can or something.

Throwing the bag on the ground, Yu Ziyao simply turned around, and opened his mouth towards the single side of the alley, with a look of death on his face.The man's steps were unhurried, and with a sound, the shadow stretched along the light behind him until it covered Yu Ziyao.

The street lamp emitted a cool white light, the man came against the light, his deep facial features cast shadows on his face, Yu Ziyao couldn't see his expression clearly.

Feeling terrified in his heart, Yu Ziyao only felt his temples bulging, making his legs go limp.

What a fucking loser.

Some people may be born with the face of a slave owner, and they live in this world to exploit others.What Yu Ziyao was thinking about was not others, but Qi Zhuo.

This old fox is very kind outside, but in private he is a disgusting pervert, with a strong desire to control to death, no wonder he has never had a regular companion by his side.

After living with him for only two months, Yu Ziyao decided that this person had mental problems.

"Run what?"

The man opened his mouth, and his cold voice was just like his ruthless face.

"I ran mine, why are you chasing me?"

"I'll tell you again, with honorifics."

Yu Ziyao blushed and wanted to curse.After talking for a long time, I choked out a sentence: "You are awesome."

Hearing this, Qi Zhuo didn't know if he understood the boy's sarcasm, and nodded, "I'll tell you for you, I'll run away when I see you, because you have a guilty conscience."

"I'm guilty, you uncle!" Yu Ziyao stretched out his hand and pushed Qi Zhuo's shoulder like a balloon that had been poked and exploded, "Mr. Qi, please step aside, a good dog will not block the way."

However, Qi Zhuo stood in front of him like a wall, and the two assistants behind him also stood behind him, blocking the narrow road.

When he was in a stalemate, Qi Zhuo suddenly caught his chin with his tiger's mouth, pinched it hard, with great strength, and Yu Ziyao didn't pull it away after a long time.The trachea was pressed by the palm, and he sucked in the air outside, his cheeks were quickly congested, his beautiful face was distorted, and he was forced to look up at Qi Zhuo.

"What did you promise to that number 13?"

Yu Ziyao frowned at him, with a disdainful smile on his lips.He knew that these so-called trainees were just a bunch of numbered commodities in the eyes of the man in front of him.Yu Ziyao himself is just one of the special ones.

Since Qi Zhuo thinks he can be popular and wants him to make money for the company, then he will not live up to his wish.

He was just a tree with a crooked neck that couldn't be lifted up, and he was only worthy of rotting in the mud in this life. Someone really wanted to straighten him, but he didn't want to—it was too uncomfortable.

"You just strangle me to death." He gasped for breath, unable to speak clearly.

Qi Zhuo let go.

Yu Ziyao took advantage of the situation and squatted down, coughing sounded, half intentional and half really uncomfortable, it almost sounded like he was about to cough his lungs down his throat.Even the assistant standing behind Qi Zhuo was a little suspicious, did his boss really use so much effort?

"It's almost done." Not as aggressive as before, but with a sense of comfort, Yu Ziyao admired Qi Zhuo's face-changing skills, "Go home if you have anything to say."

There are a lot of slots in this sentence, Yu Ziyao didn't know where to start scolding, and held his breath in his throat.

I don't know who caught people all the way here.Also, he has no home, never had one, and never will.

However, this may just be his childish obsession with the word "home".In Qi Zhuo's eyes, home is just a reference to a place name. If you really want to compete with that man because of this, I am afraid that the response you will get is just a sneer.

Yu Ziyao would not do such a self-defeating thing.

A coat was suddenly thrown over his head, and the hard zipper touched his nose, sore for a while, tears almost flowed out - don't get me wrong, he is just more sensitive to pain nerves than ordinary people, that's all.

Qi Zhuo had already turned around and left in front, leaving two assistants watching him, motioning to follow him.

Yu Ziyao curled his lips, and was tired of the cat and mouse game, so he took two quick steps and followed Qi Zhuo into the car.An assistant went to the driver's seat to act as the driver, and the car drove steadily.

Yu Ziyao sat in the back seat farthest from Qi Zhuo, the two were silent, Qi Zhuo leaned straight on the back seat and closed his eyes, not sure if he was asleep or not.

Yu Ziyao drank too much soda and didn't feel sleepy. He rested his chin and looked out the window. The dazzling neon lights turned on like no electricity bill, reflected on the towering concrete buildings in the city.One after another, the lights are on in the residential buildings.

None of them belonged to him.

The author has something to say:

I followed from "Muse", does anyone still remember the story of Humble No. 13 hhhhh In addition, it is not mentioned in the copy, there will be a slight DS plot in the later stage of this article, mainly based on psychological changes. [Also, there is a lottery on my Weibo. On New Year's Eve, I want to give you money, so go and retweet the lottery]