borrow some money

"Zhao Xiyun?!" Someone shouted outside, accompanied by crazy knocks on the door one after another.

Zhao Xiyun was lying on the bed browsing the circle of friends, when he heard someone calling him, he quickly lost his mobile phone and got up, his nerves were tense in an instant, his premonition was very bad.

"Zhao Xiyun?!" The people outside yelled again, and kicked the door fiercely, "I know you are inside! If you don't open the door for me, you won't survive until I bring someone in!"

At this time, my mind was blank, and it was obviously a slightly cold weather, but there were fine beads of sweat hanging on my forehead.

Zhao Xiyun jumped out of bed, looked around the room for something to protect him, and then looked at the open window. He picked up the feather duster and prepared to climb out of the window.

As soon as one foot was put on, a figure suddenly rushed to him and stood outside the window. Zhao Xiyun was shocked, and subconsciously smashed a feather duster in his hand.

With a muffled snort, the person outside had a nosebleed from being hit, which was very painful. The man wiped the blood with a grin, and his face immediately became ferocious. He pointed at the tip of Zhao Xiyun's nose and scolded: "Fuck, see how I deal with you, debtor!" goods!"

Then he picked up the feather duster on the ground and stretched it in to beat Zhao Xiyun. Zhao Xiyun quickly dodged back. At the same time, in order to protect himself, he turned back to the room and took all the things that could hit people and threw them at the person's face and body.

With a "bang", the door behind him was kicked open at this moment, and two other people walked in. Zhao Xiyun turned around and froze in place for a moment.

Have to admit, he panicked.

"Go, if you don't teach me a lesson, you won't know the heights of heaven and earth." Finally, the person who walked in gave an order to the two people around him, and then waved, calling the person standing outside the window to come in and help.

Zhao Xiyun backed away, leaning against the wall with nowhere to go, and saw the two people in front of him flicking their finger bones and making a "crack" sound, with ominous smiles at the corners of their mouths, slowly walking towards this side .

In a hurry, Zhao Xiyun turned around and wanted to climb the window, but he was dragged down by two feet. They pressed him to the ground, imprisoned his hands and feet, he struggled, and raised his head to one of them. hit it.

The man was so swayed by the bump, he cursed and punched him.

Zhao Xiyun trembled all over, the familiar person in front of him looked down at him, and his lips parted again: "Call me."

Towards evening, the wind picked up, not too big, but the curtains made a "salala" sound, like countless invisible hands beating, and a Coke can on the window sill was hit to the ground, making a "salala" sound. Bang" sound.

Zhao Xiyun woke up with a start. He suddenly sat up from the bed and looked around. In the dark room, only the afterglow of the sun fell on the product packaging in the corner.

He had a nightmare just now, so he wiped off the sweat that was about to drip, and checked the time, it was 05:30.

"Gululu..." The growling of his stomach successfully aroused his hunger. Zhao Xiyun jumped out of bed and put on his shoes, and the moment he opened the door, he pulled the wallet on the entrance and went out.

His house is rented, and it has only been three months since he moved in. The location is not too noisy, and it is very suitable for elderly people to live in. There is a vegetable market and several convenience stores across the road. In the morning and evening, there will be some small shops. Street vendors, selling wontons or glutinous rice cakes.

"Boss, bring me two rice cakes." Zhao Xiyun unzipped the wallet, took out three steel coins and handed them over.

"okay."

As soon as the glutinous rice cake was put into the oil pan, there was a non-stop sound of "呲味味哩". The white rice gradually turned golden yellow. The boss turned the glutinous rice cake over with a tong. After putting it in a plastic bag, he said with a smile, "I suddenly thought of preparing it for you. It seems that we have a good understanding!"

Zhao Xiyun also laughed: "It's not in vain that I run to you every day, it's delicious!"

Usually this thing is eaten for breakfast, but Zhao Xiyun prefers rice cakes, especially the freshly fried ones, which are fragrant and crispy, especially the four sides, the aroma of chewing in the mouth fills the whole forehead, probably. Out of my own preferences, this boss is really caring.

Zhao Xiyun was walking back with the small bag, and he stopped when he passed the convenience store, took a look inside, he hesitated for a moment, and then went in.

He also wants to eat instant noodles, the spicy and sour ones, which are exciting.

Standing in front of the shelf, he scanned it up and down, and finally grabbed two buckets of instant noodles and a box of mixed noodles to check out.

It was already dark, and a few drops of rain started to fall. The vendors all held up large cloth umbrellas, and a bright lamp was hung under the umbrella. More and more people were leaving work, and the business of the vendors was getting better and better. , Looking at this scene, Zhao Xiyun felt a sense of loss in his heart.

Frequent occupations are needed by more people.

When he came out of the convenience store, the raindrops had thickened and hit him softly on the face. Zhao Xiyun squinted his eyes and put a jumper hat on his head, carrying things in one hand and digging rice cakes with the other.

There was a car parked at the entrance of the opposite community, the rear of the car was facing him, the license plate number on it was faintly visible, Zhao Xiyun finished one piece and then the second one, looked at the opposite car for a while, and couldn't help but think of the license plate number in his heart. Read it silently.

After reading this, he was stunned. He chewed a mouthful of rice cake and dropped it out. Then he quickly stuffed the remaining half into his pants pocket, and went back to the convenience store with the instant noodles in his arms.

His eyesight is very good, so he can't read it wrong. He remembers this license plate number, which is the owner who asked him for debts in the past few months.

The front and rear doors of the car opened at the same time, and three people got out of the car. Zhao Xiyun had never seen them before. They leaned on the door to light a cigarette, and after a while, the door opened again, and a familiar person appeared.

Standing behind the shelf, Zhao Xiyun immediately shrank back as if he had been electrocuted. He leaned on and let out a breath, hugging the instant noodles in his hands tightly.

There was some noise outside, and it was impossible to hear the voices of the people on the opposite side clearly, but he knew that trouble in the dream was coming, and he had to avoid it.

Taking a cautious look outside again, Zhao Xiyun found a man walking towards this side with a cigarette in his mouth, looking like a ruffian, and even spit when he walked to the door of the convenience store.

Zhao Xiyun was startled, wondering if this person recognized him or not.

"Give me two packs of cigarettes, Great China, soft ones." The man puffed out his cigarettes to dig for money. After digging around, he only found a few steel coins. He went out and yelled across the road, "There's no more money." !"

Soon someone came over to give the money, saying that he wanted to buy something else to go back and have it as a supper later.

Zhao Xiyun heard it, and swallowed his saliva, unconsciously his legs became weak, he didn't dare to make a sound, but the plastic bag he squeezed made a "squeaky" sound.

"What else do you want to buy?" One of them lit another cigarette, looking at the other choice in boredom.

"Whatever you want." As he said, he grabbed all the ham sausages on the shelf in front of him with both hands.

"Hey, how much money do you think that kid owes the boss?"

"Ask me... who am I going to ask? Anyway, just go and ask. There's so much nonsense."

"Then you said the boss will give us bonuses?"

"I don't know about the bonus, I just know...that kid won't have a good life if he gets caught..."

Zhao Xiyun is right behind the shelf in their row. Although they may not recognize him, but there is no guarantee that the creditor didn't show them the photo before leaving. At this moment, he is really panicked. He is caught here. Just say a few words and you are in debt to this day.

The ground outside was flooded with water, and the light was shining in the pond with a blurred halo. A few early vendors had already pushed their carts home. Zhao Xiyun stood for a while, then pulled the hat on his head to prepare to evacuate .

Those two people also chose something for supper, and each carried a dozen to go to checkout. Zhao Xiyun followed behind them with his head down, and turned sideways when he passed the counter, so as not to see his face.

"Two hundred and two yuan." The little girl at the cash register said in a crisp voice, "Do you want a bag?"

"Larger ones." One of them took out money while talking, and put two red cards of Grandpa Mao on the stage, "There are still two...two yuan...hey, it seems that there are no steel coins." Turning to ask Another, "Hey, do you have two dollars?"

Another person quickly took out his pocket and said no.

"Hello! The one in front!" Zhao Xiyun was stopped when he walked out of the convenience store. He was startled, and only heard the person ask, "Do you have two dollars? Give me."

Zhao Xiyun touched his pocket subconsciously, let alone two, he had ten steel coins, but for safety reasons, he still refused.

"No." Without looking back, he left with the instant noodles in his arms.

Zhao Xiyun didn't intend to go home, and he knew that the house here could no longer be lived in. In the future, not only this one would come to his house, but the other three or five might come.

He walked to the empty vegetable market, gnawed on the remaining half of the glutinous rice cake, and called the landlord, talking about the check-out: "Just to tell you, I will put the money under the pillow, tomorrow morning move away."

After hanging up the phone, he waited from an inconspicuous place until the car left, then pulled his hat back and hurried back.

As expected, the door was smashed, shards of glass windows were shattered all over the floor, the room was turned into a mess, the table fell over, and the chair was either missing a leg or the backrest was broken.

He was going to leave anyway, and Zhao Xiyun didn't plan to clean it up, so he just took it as compensation to the landlord and just added some money before leaving.

He dug out the money from the wallet beside him and pressed it under the pillow, then quickly packed his luggage and left here early in the morning.

On the afternoon of the second day, Zhao Xiyun finally arrived in Shenta City. As a new beginning, he had to leave everything behind.

With more than 20 yuan left in his pocket, he bought bread in a supermarket near the station to fill his stomach, and used the remaining coins to take a bus to the city. sell away.

The author has something to say:

Finally posted~ It’s been so long, I don’t even know what I’m doing... (cover face)

But since the update has started, I will try my best to keep updating daily!This book is more urban, so I hope you will continue to read the article to see me~

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