Plan carefully

I think Han Muyu is really a lazy person, he never takes the initiative to find topics, and he is very used to being silent and cold.Just like now, he walked slowly with me, holding my arm with one hand and putting the other in his pocket, without saying a word.The days in winter are also short. When I get off work, the sun has already set, and only the clouds in the western sky are still burning red.

I was thinking about what happened today, trying to find something to explain.

"By the way, Mu Yu, where's Yang Xiaofei? Has he gone home or..."

"he's returned home."

"Oh."

"..."

"Where do you live now, Mu Yu?"

"It's still a construction site."

"Is it still possible to live there? Have you all gone home when you worked together?"

"I can live. Besides me, there is one who hasn't gone back."

"Hehe, that's good, I have a companion!"

"..."

"How did you come to work at the car wash?"

"Look at the job advertisement."

"..."

I rolled my eyes dejectedly, this communication place is too fucking tired.He must have done it on purpose. It turned out that it wasn't that hard to talk to him. Usually, he would go on meticulously when I mentioned something. Now this behavior is obviously unwilling to talk to me!OK!If you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous!

I didn't say anything, I didn't say a word, I just looked at him, stared at him, watched him... not for a moment.

He didn't feel a little bit at first, then accidentally glanced at me, then lowered his head and continued to walk, and later, I found that he frowned slightly under my silent pressure, and after walking for a while, he suddenly yelled : "Anran..." Then he quickly pulled my arm and pulled me into his arms. I was walking unsteadily, but with this moderate force, I bumped into him .Before I understood what was going on, his voice floated into my ears, "Anran, watch the road!" I turned my head, and a telegraph pole was standing straight beside me. I guess if Mu Yu didn't give me a hand, I would have to follow him. It's literally 'intimate' on.

Shameful enough, I stood still and felt my face smolderingly red.

"An Ran, what do you want to say to me?" He finally took the initiative to speak, but I was a little embarrassed to speak.

"That's right, at noon, I said that, that's the thing. Actually, I just talked about venting my dissatisfaction. I didn't take it seriously. You know, our job, anyone who works for a long time will get annoyed , repeating those few things, those few words, and those few actions all day long, the patience will be worn out, the smile will be worn out, the enthusiasm will be worn out, and it will become the face that you all hate ..."

I lowered my head when I said this, but I could feel that Han Muyu was looking at me seriously, which made my heart pound.

"You said you hate uneducated poor people..." He opened his mouth softly, the emotional color on every word was stripped clean, making it impossible to distinguish the slightest emotion.

Sure enough, he actually cared.

"No, no, that's not what it means anyway." I wanted to explain but my mind became confused for a while, "I don't hate them because they are poor or uneducated, I hate them because they think they deserve to be poor. If you are not educated, you should be taken care of. I don’t like their consciousness, as if they are poor and reasonable, and they are uneducated and proud. They put up a sign saying that they are a disadvantaged group, and others should care about them, and they can Rely on others. How can there be such a reason in this world? Can you rely on your weakness to ask others to take care of you? Can you ask others to pity you because you are pitiful? This is not possible, where are there so many good people? No one The obligation is to bear something more for a weak stranger. Who has an easy life? Who is born with a heart for sentient beings, compassionate and universal. Not so evil and not so kind. It is the kindness of others to help others. No one has the right to insist on asking others to do something for themselves outside of their duties. Anyway, I think they are weak and feel at ease, and they have nothing to do when they cause trouble to others. I'm angry if I'm not ashamed..."

I finished speaking in one breath, and I was also happy.Turning to look at Han Muyu, he listened quietly as usual, neither agreeing nor refuting.

"Mu Yu, I don't know if it's right, but that's what I think. It's not that I dislike poor people who don't have money. I just think that people can't be weak and live on other people's charity. It's good to catch up with others today. For you, if there is no one to help tomorrow, won’t things go through? Isn’t that right, Mu Yu, do you think this makes sense?”

I waited for a long time, and he finally said, "I see."

Four words, I just said a lot of words, in exchange for these four words of unknown meaning.Han Muyu, are you testing my patience, brother?However, I have a hunch that I will have invincible patience with him, no matter what he tries.

"Then, you won't be angry with me because of what I said at noon, will you?" I asked cautiously.

He let go of his hand holding me, and my heart tightened, but he didn't let go, but changed his posture, his arm and mine were together, so the two of them got closer, and I clearly felt Seeing the strength of his arm, solid and stable, people can't help but rely on it with confidence.

"No," he said, "I'm not angry with you! Banks are a place where money is dealt with. Naturally, people who are rich and know how to do banking are more popular. An Ran, I didn't say you were wrong."

What I said, in fact, Han Muyu, you didn't listen to my explanation at all, you didn't say I was wrong, but you certainly don't think I'm right either!

"Mu Yu, no, you didn't understand, did you? It's not a matter of money or not, and it's not that rich people are popular. Let me tell you, I hate rich people more than poor people. Really, just Today's rich people are of lower quality than the other, relying on their stinky money, they show off their power in front of us all day long, and those who tell them the rules are not listening, they always 'seek your leadership', okay? Well, our leaders are still used to them. Those regulations are called regulations here, but they are a fart when they go to the leaders. People, those big customers are the most annoying. When they come, they throw the business procedures at our counter and run to get close to the leaders. We have to obediently arrange everything for others. What the fuck is wrong Also, isn’t the government allocating money to subsistence allowance households every month? Some are really poor and rely on this little money to live, and some people simply fish in troubled waters. We have a VIP to drive a Passat to collect subsistence allowances. Four or five passbooks, the richer you are, the more shameless you are. But there is no way, our bank depends on deposits to operate, we have to bow down to those who have money in hand, without their deposits, we would not have our wages, bonuses, So, we can only do this, no matter how hard we look, we have to bear it, no matter how depressed we are, we have to put on a smile, for the sake of money, we all endure it!"

I babbled again, and then I was so depressed that I kicked a small stone away.

"Anran." Han Muyu called me, the two soft and cohesive voices fell into my ears, I didn't want to raise my head, I didn't want him to see the frustration on my face, so I replied in a low voice, "En."

"You said that you bother the poor and the rich, so what kind of people do you not bother?" When he said this, his tone rose, and I looked at him suspiciously. He raised his eyebrows at me and winked. Lower eyes, rare mischievous demeanor.

It turns out that he also knows how to activate the atmosphere!I was so moved.I was so moved that my troubles were swept away, my heart was pounding and my blood was boiling, and even the part where our two arms were held together seemed to be accumulating scalding heat.

"I don't bother with the right people." I said

"What kind of person is just right?" he asked.

"You, it's just right for you to be like this." I quickly smiled at him, lowered my head quickly, and counted my chaotic heartbeat seriously.

Han Muyu was silent for a while, but skipped the previous topic.

He said, "An Ran, what did you mean by what you said just now: If you can't bring benefits to you, you can't ask for extra services from you, and you can do many things outside of your duties, but you must have benefits. "

"Ah?" I was stunned when I heard this, and then I thought about what I said carefully. It seems that after removing those branches, there is only such a trunk. I don't want to admit it, but maybe this is what I want subconsciously. expressive.

Well, gossiping and going around, in fact, I am a bad guy who only wants to profit, and everything else is an excuse.

I took a deep breath, then nodded slowly, "Mu Yu, you are right, I am a bad person through and through."

Then I felt his arms leave mine, and the warmth of those intertwined arms was instantly taken away by the cold January wind.Damn, it's so fucking cold, the oncoming wind directly beat me through my whole body, and I couldn't help shaking.

An Ran, now you don't have to worry, don't even think about being friends, who wants to associate with someone like you?

However, in the next second, an arm wrapped around my shoulder from the back of my neck, and squeezed my left shoulder hard. I was so startled that my body was stiff and I couldn't turn my head. I heard Han Muyu's soft and gentle voice. : "It's not easy for anyone, and no one can ask others to be a good person."

That hand stroked my hair lightly.

"Actually, An Ran, you're doing fine."