blockhouse

Qi Yue let him go.

Gu Zhong did not respond to this call.

His boss, the legendary second child, who tried unsuccessfully to be his life mentor, is now surrounded by three people and has already caught a trick.

Letting him go at this time, Gu Zhong felt that he couldn't move forward, and it didn't conform to the rules of the world.

Although he doesn't know what the rules are in Jianghu.

So he rushed in.

When he pulled Qi Yue's arm out of the back door with a complex mood of nervousness, excitement, and fear, Qi Yue's eyes were very simple and clear——

You 484 spread!

Gu Zhong didn't have time to think that he would get Qi Yue's eyes in exchange for stepping forward at such a critical moment.

"Go!" He tugged Qi Yue, and for a moment he had the illusion that he was going to elope.

Qi Yue didn't cooperate with him, but pulled out his arm with a flick of his hand, and then pushed him hard on the shoulder: "Get out!"

Gu Zhong was a little displeased with this short order, not because Qi Yue told him to get out, and get out quickly, but because at such a critical moment, this person didn't believe in his fighting power!

"Stop talking nonsense!" Gu Zhong stretched out his hand again, wanting to drag Qi Yue away. In fact, he didn't quite understand why Qi Yue refused to leave under such an obvious disadvantage.

But before his hand touched Qi Yue, he saw the person over there raised his hand again, and this time he saw clearly that the thing that hit Qi Yue's back was a rubber rod with a certain diameter.

"Your uncle!" Gu Zhong felt that he was probably a hero in his bones, or that he owed some love debt to Qi Yue in his previous life and had to pay it back in this life. At this moment, he unexpectedly put his arm on the back of Qi Yue's head without hesitation. a stretch.

The rubber rod hit his hand.

Click!

Or, click or click...

Of course, there might be no sound at all.

Anyway, it was a huge pain.

"Ah!" he shouted.

"Fuck!" He couldn't help but yelled again, the pain was so bad that his entire arm suddenly lost strength.

To be honest, this is the second time Gu Zhong has experienced such pain in his life. The last time was when he climbed a tree and broke his leg in elementary school.

At this moment, he panicked.

When he broke his leg, he could cry and call his father for help.

His arm was broken by the suspected underworld, and he didn't have any moves at all.

For a moment, Qi Yue, who wanted to be brave enough to rescue him just now, became his only hope...

Qi Yue pushed him towards the back door, turned around and walked towards those people.

Gu Zhong made a difficult decision. He ran out the back door with his arms folded and scrambled, ran to the side of the street, and when he was looking for the phone in his schoolbag, he found out in despair, not to mention the phone in the schoolbag, even the schoolbag I don't know where it went.

In just one round, he lost his schoolbag.

Gu Zhongzhong, you are really awesome.

There were very few people on the street at the moment, he was stunned for a few seconds, then turned around and ran back, shouting loudly by the front door window: "Uncle policeman!"

Then he continued to shout while knocking on the window: "This is here! Inside! Someone is robbing! Hurry up, hurry up..."

After yelling this, he didn't care about crossing his arms anymore, he slapped windows one by one, yelling as he slapped, he didn't know what he was yelling.

Anyway, I feel that I have created the effect of galloping horses.

Ten seconds later, three figures ran out from the other direction of the back door and ran towards the van parked by the side of the road.

Those three plus him made a total of four people on the side of the road, not even a crowd of onlookers. Gu Zhong suddenly felt that the scene was a bit awkward.

But he couldn't be cold, he stood in the dark, jumped and patted the window a few more times: "Here! They are going to run, come out from here! Hurry—"

All the acting skills of this life were used in this night.

Seeing those people jumping into the car and hearing the sound of the car starting, he howled twice, and finally he heard the rolling gate next to him ring, and he shut up.

"Come in." Qi Yue bent down and supported the half-open door.

"How are you? Are you okay?" Gu Zhongmao stepped in.

At the same time as the door was closed again behind him, he saw the mess in the room, and then felt that the table and chairs in front of him fell into one piece, and the scene of everything being thrown on the ground was familiar.

This was what he saw when he first entered the blockhouse.

"I suddenly found out..." Gu Zhong turned his head, before he finished speaking, he froze on the spot with his mouth open.

There was a deep gash on Qi Yue's forehead, and the blood that flowed out stained half of his shoulder red.

He immediately felt the huge pain from his arm again: "I...fuck!"

"How is your arm?" Qi Yue reached out and touched his arm.

"Don't move!" Gu Zhong took five or six steps back in an instant, "I think it's broken."

"Is it swollen?" Qi Yue walked to the sink next to the bar, turned on the faucet and poured two handfuls of water on his face, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"Your injury... this water... this...you don't fear infection just by splashing it like this!" Gu Zhong looked at the blood gushing out of his wound again, "Should we call an ambulance..."

Qi Yue's car is not bad, it doesn't have the smell of perfume that lingers in his father's car for three days, only a fragrance that smells like freshly dried clothes.

"Who are those people?" Gu Zhong held the arm that Qi Yue hung around his neck with a napkin, and slowly recovered from the previous dizziness.

Qi Yue looked ahead and did not speak.

"Did you know they were coming?" Gu Zhong asked again.

Qi Yue looked ahead and did not speak.

"You know," Gu Zhong turned sideways, his arm suddenly hurt so much that he didn't dare to move for a long time, "I'm so anxious to let me go today, closing the door so fast is not your style..."

Qi Yue finally withdrew his gaze and glanced at his face: "You are quite strong."

"...I feel the same way," Gu Zhong looked at his arm, feeling a little distressed for himself, "It hurts, but I didn't expect that I could bear it."

"Well, not only can you bear it, but you can also talk so nonsense that people want to discount your other arm." Qi Yue nodded, "Be strong."

Gu Zhong opened his mouth, didn't think about what to say for a long time, and finally closed his mouth.

"I have cigarettes in my pocket." Qi Yue said.

"I don't smoke." Gu Zhong said angrily.

"I want you to help me," Qi Yue said, and when Gu Zhong hesitated to reach out, he added, "You are so strong."

"Fuck," Gu Zhong suddenly felt fire coming out from the cracks in his broken bones, "Hold on!"

Qi Yue smiled, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and put one in his mouth: "Does your arm hurt?"

"Stop expressing condolences, it's too late," Gu Zhong turned his face to the car window, "You are too fake."

"Why don't you get out if I tell you to get out?" Qi Yue said.

"No." Gu Zhong regretted that he rushed in just now and didn't watch Qi Yue being beaten and clapping his hands.

"Do you feel that if you run away, you will be particularly disrespectful and lose face?" Qi Yue asked.

Gu Zhong looked out the window and said nothing.

"Do you feel that you will soon be able to compose a soul-stirring elegy?" Qi Yue asked again.

"Do you have no friends?" Gu Zhong turned his head and stared at him.

"Huh?" Qi Yue smiled, "What's wrong?"

"With your style, you have to have friends if God has glaucoma." Gu Zhong said.

"Unhappy?" Qi Yue glanced at him.

"Boss Qi," Gu Zhong glared at him, "no matter how much you love and hurt me, but today, I blocked a stick for you, at the risk of a huge life... maybe no life, and a huge broken arm. The danger has relieved you, I ran without leaving you, can you have a better attitude!"

"Thank you." Qi Yue said.

Qi Yue's thank you was crisp and quick, and Gu Zhong, who was still in the midst of impassioned enthusiasm, took several seconds to react, and he replied in a daze: "You're welcome."

The topic cannot go any further.

Coming out of the hospital after treating the wound, Gu Zhong stood at the gate of the hospital in thought.

Is this a work injury?Although the boss looked ungrateful, his arm was still broken after all. He looked down at such a handsome arm.

"Send you home?" Qi Yue asked beside him.

Gu Zhong glanced at him, Qi Yue was quite handsome, but right now he had stitches on his head, and after wrapping the bandage horizontally, he wrapped it vertically around his chin.

When he asked him calmly if he wanted to send him home, he looked like he had no temperament. At this moment, his image had an indescribable aura. Gu Zhong stared at him inexplicably and smiled. Can't stop for 2 minutes.

Qi Yue turned around and left.

Gu Zhong was stunned for a moment, then smiled resolutely for a while before squatting down depressed.

At this time, he doesn't need to look at his mobile phone to know that he can't go home. The mobile phone is in his schoolbag, and he doesn't know where the schoolbag is. Although he may not be called at home, he will definitely not be able to answer it.

So with Dad's temper, even if he went home, he couldn't get in.

The school dormitory... everything in the school is very simple, the only thing that is not simple is the dormitory management. The buddies who want to experience the night life of the university have not yet found a way to enter and exit the dormitory after the lights-out time.

However, if he appeared in front of the dormitory in such a tragic image, maybe he could make an exception...

A car stopped in front of him and honked its horn.

The loudspeaker was so thick that it made him jump up from the ground.

"Aren't you leaving?" Gu Zhong looked at Qi Yue in the car.

"It's gone," Qi Yue said, "Go get the car, come up, and take you home."

Gu Zhong pulled the door and got into the car: "I can't go home, my dad will definitely not open the door for me."

"Then back to school?" Qi Yue drove the car out.

"School too..." Gu Zhong stopped talking halfway, "Yes."

He didn't want to look homeless in front of Qi Yue.

Qi Yue didn't speak, and turned on the music in the car.

A burst of rap came crashing down on Gu Zhong's thinking about where to spend the night. He didn't continue until Qi Yue stopped the car.

I don't even have any money, where can I live?

By the way, money.

"My schoolbag may have been dropped in the store, why don't I go back first..." He glanced out the car window, "Why did you go back to the blockhouse?"

"Aren't you going to come back to get your schoolbag?" Qi Yue said, looking at him after a pause, "What do you call my place?"

"The cannon building," Gu Zhong gestured awkwardly with one hand, "Look, it's so narrow, and it's still so tall, so, doesn't it look a bit like... a cannon building?"

"Oh," Qi Yue opened the car door, "this explanation sounds quite pure."

"That's for sure, I'm a pure person..." Gu Zhong followed him out of the car, and was stunned after thinking about it, "No, is there any impure explanation?"

"What do you think?" Qi Yue opened the door of the blockhouse and walked in.

"Then what's the... building?" Gu Zhong asked.

"Aren't you a pure person?" Qi Yue turned back and smiled at him, reaching out to turn on the small light on the first floor.

The light illuminated Qi Yue's face surrounded by bandages, but Gu Zhong didn't care about it. He squeezed into Qi Yue's face again, aiming at Qi Yue's face... No, Qi Yue's face was full of joy again.

"Hey, I'm sorry, you're so funny." He looked down for his schoolbag on the ground while laughing, and tripped over an overturned chair.

The conditioned reflex wants to stretch out the left hand to support the wall.

The moment he raised his hand, he realized that his arm was hit by a splint, but his body had already leaned over, and it seemed too late to change hands.

"Ah!" He yelled, and in a panic he pointed his head at the wall.

This reaction speed is amazing!In that split second, I made a decision to push my head against the wall, and after pushing it, I found that the wall was quite soft.

"You're welcome." Qi Yue said.

Seeing him laying his hands on the wall, Gu Zhong was speechless: "It would be nice if you gave me a hand."

"I'm afraid of touching your arm." Qi Yue walked behind the bar and took out his schoolbag.

"Oh." Gu Zhong took the schoolbag, and Qi Yue's words suddenly moved him a little. A person who has never had a good word suddenly uttered a pure sentence without second meaning. He still cared, and there was no last sentence. How touching.

Qi Yue ignored him, walked around the room, and helped up the two tables.

Gu Zhong stood there in embarrassment, staring at the few drops of blood on the ground, wondering whether the blood belonged to Qi Yue or those people.

"Do you know," Qi Yue said, "how long does it take for the blood to drip on the ground after cutting someone with a knife?"

"...I don't know." Gu Zhong replied.

"It's been a long time," Qi Yue took a chair and sat in front of him, waved his hand, and suddenly shouted, "Kang!"

"Hey!" Gu Zhong was so frightened by his sudden roar that he almost threw off the splint on his arm, "Why are you so surprised!"

"Chop it down with a knife," Qi Yue stretched, "the meat will be opened first, it will be white, without any blood at all, and it will slowly turn red after a while, and the blood will come out."

Gu Zhong didn't speak, but stared at him.

"But it's not much, it freezes after a while," Qi Yue looked at him, "I want to bleed more..."

"Okay," Gu Zhong turned and walked towards the door, "I'm going back to school."

"There's a room on the second floor," Qi Yue said behind him. "I usually live there, and it's well cleaned. You can sleep on the second floor today."

Gu Zhong was stunned, then turned around: "What do you mean?"

"Don't hold on," Qi Yue stood up, "Can't you go back to the dormitory?"

"...Then it's fine if I stay in a hotel?" Gu Zhong held the door.

"Save it," Qi Yue walked to him and closed the rolling shutter door, "The arms are like that, it's easy to touch them at night, I can watch you a bit."

"Are you looking at me?" Gu Zhong was stunned again, "Where are you looking at me?"

"You slept in my room," Qi Yue turned and stared at him face to face, "Where can I watch you? By the bed, of course."

"You don't have to be so...filial." Gu Zhong was a little incoherent.

"Go to sleep," Qi Yue walked upstairs, "It's getting late, I have to clean up tomorrow morning."

Gu Zhong's attention was instantly attracted by Qi Yue's words "I still have to clean up". In his perception, even if his arm was injured, Qi Yue should let him finish the work with one arm...

Qi Yue's small room was the first time Gu Zhong came in. If Qi Yue didn't tell him, he would have never noticed this small door when he cleaned up every day upstairs and downstairs. It looked like a small storage room.

Gu Zhong followed Qi Yue into the house, and as soon as he turned on the light, his first feeling was that the house was not in the same style as Qi Yue, it was very... cozy.

as well as original.

The roof is a sloping, small room like an attic.

There is no bed, there is only a thick straw mat in the corner, covered with coarse sheets, it looks very comfortable, but I don't know how to take care of it so that it doesn't get worms... Will it get worms?

There are not many things in the room, and they all look old and warm, which belongs to the kind of warmth in the memory of childhood.

A small bookshelf converted from an old wooden frame, an old medicine box, and a long table that looks like a discarded woodworking horse stool. There are a row of small flower pots on it, some of which are planted with succulents, and some are empty, probably not grown yet.

"This room," Gu Zhong saw that Qi Yue took off his shoes as soon as he entered the room, and stood barefoot on the worn wooden floor, so he also took off his shoes, "Did you make it yourself?" ?”

"Well," Qi Yue pointed to the straw mat, "you sleep on the bed."

Gu Zhong went over, stretched out his hand to press the mattress, and suddenly felt a little sleepy and couldn't open his eyes: "This mattress is so comfortable."

"I'm going to take a shower." Qi Yue took a change of clothes from the small cabinet next to him and was about to go out, "Go to sleep."

"What about me? I also..." Gu Zhong felt something was wrong after asking, "I..."

"How do you wash it?" Qi Yue leaned against the door and looked him up and down, "Do you mind if I wash it for you?"

"Good night." Gu Zhong lay down on the mat.

When Qi Yue came in with a scent of soap, Gu Zhong was staring at a photo above the mat.

The sloping ceiling was boarded and the photographs were fastened to the boards with two thumbtacks.

"This," Gu Zhong pointed to the photo, "it's..."

Qi Yue didn't speak, and came over and sat on the ground next to the cushion, leaning against the wall, and pressed his phone with his head down.

The fragrance of his body was especially obvious after getting closer, and Gu Zhong felt like a dusty buckwheat bun in contrast.

"Did you sleep?" he asked.

"Well," Qi Yue glanced at him, "Why are you still awake?"

"Choose a seat," Gu Zhong lay down, and carefully placed his splinted arm by his side, "Is this you in the photo?"

"Is he not as handsome as now?" Qi Yue said.

"...Are you handsome now?" Gu Zhong looked at him.

"Yes." Qi Yue also turned his head, and the light hit his side face, drawing out clear lines, but a bandage outside the lines turned all the lines into a circle.

"Oh." Gu Zhong held back his smile, forget it, if there were no bandages, he would still be quite handsome.

"That's me," Qi Yue continued to look down at the phone, "The one next to him is... Qi Maomao's father."

A boss, and a second.

Gu Zhong was sure almost instantly that Qi Yue was the legendary second child, even though he hadn't asked, he probably wouldn't get an answer if he asked.

"Where is her... dad?" Gu Zhong asked again.

"Dead." Qi Yue said.

"Huh?" Gu Zhong was stunned, this didn't match the legend, "Didn't you go to jail?"

Qi Yue turned to look at him.

"What about me, I just heard..." Gu Zhong cleared his throat, "Well, there is a boss and a second..."

"Second brother?" Qi Yue turned his head to look at him with great interest, and then glanced at his crotch after speaking, "Whose is it?"

"It's not someone else's!" Gu Zhong pulled the blanket next to him and covered him, "Haven't you heard of it? It's not you?"

"What's wrong with me?" Qi Yue still looked very interested, with one hand resting on the bandaged face.

"I heard what my classmate said," Gu Zhong looked at Qi Yue suspiciously, although Qi Yue's reaction did not look like the person involved, but this person's acting skills are superb, he might be waiting to tease him somewhere, he said carefully , "A rumor in the rivers and lakes."

Qi Yue smiled, took a pillow from under his pillow, lay down on the floor, and turned off the light in the room.

The moonlight poured in from the window without curtains, covering the whole room, against the simple furnishings in the room, it felt like a different world in a trance.

Gu Zhong stared at the photo above.

I don't know what the rumors in the rivers and lakes said was a few years ago, anyway, Qi Yue in the photo looks five or six years younger than he is now.

There is no smile, but a stern look on his face, which is in sharp contrast to the current look of fooling around all day long.

Gu Zhong couldn't describe that state, he could only say that if he encountered such a person with a brawling aura on the street, he would usually stay away from them, so as not to be accidentally injured in a fight.

Bandits.

Rivers and lakes.

When Gu Zhong closed his eyes and prepared to cultivate drowsiness, he was still thinking about what happened to the difference between the two Qi Yues.

"Say it." Qi Yue's voice sounded in the moonlight.

"What?" Gu Zhong asked inexplicably.

"A rumor in the world." Qi Yue said.

"Oh," Gu Zhong wanted to turn over to the right and face Qi Yue, but after turning over, he found that his left arm had no place to rest, so he had to lie back on his back and turned to look at Qi Yue, "It's our There used to be a boss in the movie, he was awesome, but he was blocked later, and he brought his brother to fight with others, but he couldn't beat him, his brother refused to run away, saying he was beaten half to death, and finally the boss came back... Stand up and resist and get one, and then... go to jail."

"Who told you such a stupid story?" Qi Yue laughed.

"My classmate, his family lives here," Gu Zhong leaned on his arm, "Are you an idiot?"

"What happened next?" Qi Yue asked.

"It didn't happen anymore. It said that after the boss went to jail, his brother took care of his children." Gu Zhong paused, looked at Qi Yue, "and opened a... coffee shop."

"Is it called a gun tower?" Qi Yue said.

"...I don't know," Gu Zhong clicked his tongue, "Is it you?"

"There is nothing to prove this kind of superficial rumors," Qi Yue yawned, "Don't teach children to learn something good."

Gu Zhong didn't speak any more.

Qi Yue was also silent.

When Gu Zhong started to feel confused and dozed off in waves, Qi Yue said in a low voice, "Thank you tonight."

"Ah." Gu Zhong replied in sleepiness.

"In the future, if this kind of thing happens to you, if you are told to run, just run. Don't think about loyalty or disloyalty. Don't be impulsive when things are obviously disadvantaged," Qi Yue continued, his voice still very low, "Don't always Just one point, there is no need to blow up things that can be tolerated, and no one will say you are cowardly if you don't care about fools."

"...Ah." Gu Zhong's consciousness began to leave him.

"You are quite similar to me. In the past," Qi Yue's voice became a little indistinct, "it's best to be quiet, and some things will really be regretted for a lifetime."

Perfectly reproduced the unfinished Jianghu rumors.

In the last scene, Qi Yue's head was supported by his left hand. Qi Yue's head was covered with bandages, which looked like a cake, and it was very heavy, making his arms sore.

"Get out," Qi Yue said angrily, "There are some things that I really... regret for the rest of my life."

To his own surprise, after Qi Yue finished saying these words, he let him go without waiting for Qi Yue to die.

Then ran away.

Gee.

Gu Zhong frowned and sat up, maybe he was a coward who was afraid of death...

Qi Yue is no longer in the hut, so he probably went downstairs to clean up?

Gu Zhong anxiously wanted to get up to help, so as not to be damaged, but after moving a bit, he realized that there were things on both sides of his body, a pillow on the left, and a pillow on the right. It should be that Qi Yue was afraid that he would turn over and crush his arms...

Feeling inexplicably deeply moved, he left the hut with his arms folded, and trotted downstairs.

Downstairs remained as it was yesterday, with overturned tables and chairs, broken pots and cups, glass all over the floor, and those few drops of blood.

Qi Yue was standing by the window with a cigarette in his mouth, looking out.

"Shouldn't you open the door later today?" Gu Zhong walked over and saw an envelope on the table beside him, "What is this?"

"For you," Qi Yue said, "the bonus for being brave, medical expenses, nutrition expenses, lost wages, and three months' salary."

Gu Zhong's hand that wanted to grab the envelope stopped in the air: "What do you mean?"

"Just the literal meaning." Qi Yue said.

"What do you mean by three months salary?" Gu Zhong asked.

"A hundred days of injury," Qi Yue said, "You won't be able to find a job for at least three months..."

"Looking for a job?" Gu Zhong's voice suddenly raised, "Fuck me? What are you talking about! Pardon please? Niania! The wind and waves are too big! I can't hear you clearly!"

Qi Yue turned around and pinched out his cigarette on the table: "You have been fired."

"Reason?" Gu Zhong glared at him.

"I'm injured and can't work." Qi Yue said.

"Your uncle! Why did I get hurt!" Gu Zhong felt incomprehensible, the grievance and anger made his nose a little sore, "How about going to the brain department? Or is it because your bandages are too tight around the brain?" The capacity is compressed!"

"It's not convenient to change the medicine, you can come to me, I'll drive you to the hospital." Qi Yue said.

The bewilderment in Gu Zhong's mind and the anger rising from the soles of his feet compose a veiled battle song. He raised his finger and pointed at Qi Yue, opened his mouth several times but didn't say a word.

"Fuck!" In the end, only this word came out, and he cleverly used this word to express his feelings, "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!"

When he turned around and walked towards the door, Qi Yue's voice came over: "Money, schoolbag."

He was fired after heroically saving the boss in the shop where he worked.

This is the most depressing thing for Gu Zhongji after his own name and after attending such a crappy school.

And then there were more depressing things.

After returning home, neither of my parents believed that I was injured because of saving others.

"Let's fight!" Mom frowned, her tone full of distress.

"It must have been beaten." Dad glanced at him.

Gu Zhong gave up struggling.

The only positive news about this incident is that his mother increased his pocket money, from 50 yuan a week to 100 yuan a week.

He is a rich man now.

The envelope that Qi Yue gave him was stuffed with a thick pile of money, and he could live easily without working part-time this semester.

But he stuffed the money into his shoe and threw it under the bed.

This money is used to hold your breath.

The days after not going to the blockhouse are like a stretched stomach, and it becomes empty after a sudden diet.

Every day after class, I go to the study room with a book and pretend that I have not wasted my time, or stand with my arms folded on the side of the court to watch the students of the vocational school play basketball.

This kind of life is quite enjoyable for others, and he can find time to fall in love, have a date, and go to the Internet cafe all night, but he is the only one who is living more and more uncomfortable every day.

Crazy.

There is no need to wipe the table, wash the dishes and mop the floor in the blockhouse every day, and be teased by the boss for losing money. I still have a lot of money on hand, but I am still lost.

Gu Zhong was sitting in the study room, lying on the table for half an hour. The storytellers behind him all talked about the corruption of the former principal and the fire caused by the demolition of the village in the opposite city. He sighed heavily.

Compared with now, he suddenly found that he actually likes the busy days in the blockhouse, the strong aroma of coffee in the room, watching all kinds of life from downstairs to upstairs every day, and colleagues who haven't gotten to know each other very well. , I like... Qi Yue who is out of tune and occasionally chatters.

Several times when he rode his bicycle past the gate of the gun tower, he saw Qi Yue standing by the window and looking out. He suppressed his heart and asked him again why he dismissed his impulse, bowed his head and accelerated to ride over.

Qi Yue became more and more out of tune. In one and a half months, Gu Zhong found that the blockhouse was closed for at least four days, and two of them were consecutive.

going out of business.

Gu Zhong felt a little disappointed.

Sure enough, it's still going to close down.

Gu Zhong's arm recovered well due to excessive boredom. After the splint was removed, he basically didn't feel anything. Although he was still cautious according to the doctor's advice, he was already riding a bicycle very smartly.

When he is unrestrained, he doesn't pay attention to the direction.

I wanted to buy something to eat, but somehow I turned a corner and rode to the gate of the blockhouse.

After glancing at the gun tower, he squeezed the brake suddenly, and stopped with his feet on the ground.

The doors and windows of the blockhouse were all closed, and a piece of paper was pasted on the door.

Closed.

Just two words, not even a signature, no contact number, etc., and no mention of when it will reopen.

It looks particularly straightforward, and it doesn't look like it can reopen.

Gu Zhong stared at the torn paper, then at the blockhouse that suddenly became very depressed, the windows he had wiped and dragged...

He got out of the car, locked the car to the old position, and walked over.

The windows are covered with dust... But the street facing the window here can be covered with dust if it is not wiped for a day. It is unscientific to use dust to judge how many days the business has been closed.

It is also unscientific to use paper to judge. Qi Yue can use one recruitment notice for one year.

Standing at the door, Gu Zhong suddenly wanted to sigh.

After sighing, he felt a little uneasy, Qi Yue was out of tune, he always played around, and didn't care if the business was good or bad, but that's it, Gu Zhong didn't think he was a person who would go out of business.

Something went wrong?

After pondering for a while, he took out his cell phone.

In the call log, Qi Yue's name was actually ranked in the top ten.

How boring has he been these days, he didn't even make many phone calls?

"Brother Chuaner?" A voice came from behind, full of surprise.

Gu Zhong turned around abruptly, and said in the same surprised voice, "Qi Maomao?"

"It's me," Qi Maomao happily ran up to him with his schoolbag in his hand, "Why are you here?"

"I... pass by," Gu Zhong pointed to the paper on the door, "What does that mean? Why is it closed?"

"Oh," Qi Maomao's eyes darkened, "It's just going out of business."

"Why?" Gu Zhong asked, "Where's Qi Yue?"

"He has something to do," Qi Maomao turned his face away, "so we will close down for a while."

"Is he busy?" Gu Zhong felt that Qi Maomao probably didn't even have time to finish the draft when he heard this, "What is he busy with?"

"Hey, don't ask," Qi Maomao waved his hand, and ran to the back door of the blockhouse, "I won't tell you, come and play after it opens, Brother Chuaner."

"Why are you going!" Gu Zhong chased after her and grabbed her.

"I'll take things." Qi Maomao said.

Gu Zhong didn't say anything, just stared at her.

Qi Maomao couldn't get over him for a while, and sighed in a drawn-out voice: "Ah———"

"Tell me," Gu Zhong looked at her, "Did something happen to Qi Yue?"

"He's in the hospital and was injured," Qi Maomao frowned and leaned against the wall, "Don't visit him, don't contact him, as long as you know about it, he won't let me tell you. "

"He knew you could meet me?" Gu Zhong said.

"Hey," Qi Maomao still frowned, "He said that you will definitely miss him and will come back to see him. I will come to pick up things every two days, and I will definitely run into him."

"I miss him? Where does he have the confidence!" Gu Zhong didn't know what to say, and after a pause he found the point again, "Who hit him?"

"I don't know," Qi Maomao shook his head, "I wasn't there. When he notified me that day, he was already in the hospital, and everything was settled."

"When did it happen?" Gu Zhong asked.

"Last week," Qi Maomao thought for a while, "Anyway, I had a premonition that something was going to happen. People have been coming to make trouble these days. Since you left, they haven't stopped. It's so annoying."

After hearing this sentence, Gu Zhong was stunned.

He felt that he suddenly understood why Qi Yue fired him.

"Which hospital is he in!" Gu Zhong glared at Qi Mao Mao.

"I said you don't need to go see him!" Qi Maomao was a little anxious, "If he knows what I told you, he must punish me!"

"Okay, I'll ask myself." Gu Zhong took out his phone.

"What are you asking!" Qi Maomao shouted, "He doesn't want to drag you into it! You..."

Gu Zhong ignored her, dialed Qi Yue's number directly, turned around and ran quickly towards his bicycle, Qi Maomao shouted behind him without paying attention, stepped on the bicycle and rode away.

The phone was connected, and after a few rings, it was picked up over there, and Qi Yue's familiar voice came: "The little girl is really unreliable."

"Don't you say that you know that I will definitely come over!" Gu Zhong slowed down the speed of the car and rode, "Then why don't you know that I will definitely not just listen to her make up and leave!"

"I mean you will definitely miss me," Qi Yue laughed twice, "Why, miss me?"

"Can you show some face?" Gu Zhong was quite embarrassed by his words, but he didn't bother to get angry. "Which hospital are you in? I'll go to see you."

"No need." Qi Yue said.

"What are you pretending for!" Gu Zhong roared, "It's not fake, I've already called you, do you think I have nowhere to find you!"

"Yo, it's fierce," Qi Yue laughed, "I'm a little moved to hear that, let me praise you, your pair of jeans are pretty good today, and your buttocks are quite round..."

Gu Zhong was stunned, and then looked down at his pants, almost fell off the car: "You wait!"