Chosen unlucky guy

Xin Sui on the phone and Yu Yehao Yu Kangzhe outside the phone fell into a trance where they suspected their hearing loss. It was precisely because they knew each other very well that they understood each other very well. How rare it is for He Jingle to be able to say such words again; Yu Ye I was so surprised that I forgot to chew the beef jerky. After a long time, I answered in a daze, "Okay...Of course!"

He came back to his senses, and his voice slowly rose, spreading all the way to the ears of the few remaining people in the living room who seemed to be living in retirement, attracting a little mountain brother who hated iron and steel: "Hello Yu Ye, why did you agree to go on again? If you ask Le Zai to wake up and have breakfast, you are too fast to arrange the grass on the wall!"

Xiang Kongshan didn't hear what they said just now, and walked over in a hurry, his posture was a bit like a charter woman who was owed three months' rent. He thought it was He Jingle who was lying on the bed, but when he got closer, he saw that the latter's door was wide open Then, his partner and his partner's wronged brothers blocked the doorway like door gods, relying on his height advantage, he saw He Jingle holding a toothbrush inside, and immediately became curious: "Yo, young master, get up now." gone?"

Holding a toothbrush, He Jingle acted like a handsome guy who was speechless, and rolled his eyes at one of them: "Is it worth making such a fuss about waking up early?"

"It's worth it." The others answered immediately.

"...Xin Sui," he paused for a moment, then quietly said, sticking to the receiver of the mobile phone, "do you think I can't hear you just talking on the phone?"

Xin Sui was laughing wildly on the phone. He felt ashamed and hung up the phone ferociously. Then he had time to wash his face and brush his teeth, and pushed the monkey-looking trio to the living room; in the living room, Lin Yan was tinkering with something with her head down, when she heard the sound, she raised her eyes and opened her mouth to speak: "Le Zi—"

He Jingle's ears were tingled by those people just now, fearing that Lin Yan would also laugh at him, he rushed to answer: "Don't blame me! I'll get up early every day from now on, can't I!"

"What and what?" Lin Yan held a small transparent teapot in her hand, obviously not on the same level as the naive male college students present, she looked confused, "I mean, I just learned how to make fruit tea, let you Come and taste the authentic taste."

"……Oh."

Ke Wenyao was sitting next to him holding Lin Yan's big fluffy bag and playing with his mobile phone. He also put it down now, looked at He Jingle very seriously, and looked a little nervously at Young Master He: "What, what's wrong?"

Ke Zai smiled: "I wonder if the sun is coming out from the west, and you can get up so early."

"Fuck me!"

Ke Wenyao didn't know whether he ate or not, anyway, He Jingle sat down and started to eat breakfast; there was no one else at home, He Hongguang went to work, Jiang Lan took Aunt Ting to go shopping, only a few young people were left, and he was chewing During the interval between Xiaolongbao, he raced against time to tell these people what happened, and very deliberately omitted the tragic twists and turns in the middle, and finally concluded: "...Anyway, just do your best, just in case It’s really done, it’s a lifetime thing!”

"Good idea," Xiang Kongshan gave a sweet date and hit him again, feeling that he could be a better father than He Hongguang, "But this is too difficult, of course we will support you, but have you thought about what to do?"

He Jingle didn't sleep for half the night, so he was just thinking about this matter. Hearing this, although he didn't have much confidence, he still said: "I'm going to sort this out and post it on the Internet... Anyway, my account is idle if I don't use it. But you still have to ask Miss Junjun first."

It sounds decent, but the essence of asking for help online these days is no different from the missing person notices posted on the roadside before, and there are so many information on the Internet, the risk of being overwhelmed is also higher; just relying on doing this is still no big deal usefulness.

"If I can post it, I can help," Yu Kangzhe interjected, "My size also has a hundred thousand followers."

Yu Kangzhe has been sharing serial comics on social platforms since he entered university, and has accumulated a lot of popularity over the past year. If you count He Jingle's oolong popularity a while ago, their starting point is indeed higher than that of ordinary people. It was much higher; but Xiang Kongshan just listened quietly to his speech, and then asked: "And then?"

He Jingle said nothing at the beginning, and after a long while, he answered with a little difficulty: "Run, run to various places, where words can't convey, use your mouth to tell others."

Of course, he had already thought about what to do, and in the half hour before falling asleep last night, he even finished planning from the beginning to the end of the book; It seemed too idealistic, as if everything would develop in the direction he expected if he touched his lips.

But having said all that, he simply closed his eyes and continued, "I plan to be a volunteer. There is more than one Zhao Yuansi who can't find a home in this world. If, if I can find more people—"

So, will Zhao Yuansi, who has never met and has a deep fate with him, be able to have more good luck until the moment when he really meets?

There was a sudden heat on his shoulders. It was Ke Wenyao who hugged him in an unshakable manner, and his speech was as usual, but at this moment, it sounded like he was trying to smooth things over for him: "Le Zai, let me tell you that you are ideologically enlightened." It's too tall, why do you suddenly feel a little unworthy of you as a father?"

He smiled dazedly, not knowing how to describe what he was thinking, because it sounded like something that would be done by someone who was taken advantage of; and in all fairness, the relationship between the Zhao family and him only stopped at him. It's just a similar face, he really doesn't need it - or to put it worse, he is not qualified to do this at all.

Why are you looking for trouble?He occasionally thought so, anyway, Ju Tingping was sick, and he even thought that one day, he and Zhao Yuansi stood side by side in front of Ju Tingping, and the other party might not be able to recognize who was who; It's fine to play your own role well, why should you work hard for this reunion that may not be successful?

The phone suddenly vibrated, and the caller ID showed an unfamiliar number. He subconsciously picked it up, and heard it was Qu Guanyu, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. The other party asked, "Jing Le? I'm Qu Guanyu, just now Hearing that Xin Sui said something about you and the He family, I took the liberty to call and wanted to ask, are you going to continue looking for Zhao Yuansi now?"

"……Um."

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he heard some imperceptible sobs in the old professor's voice, as if he had been waiting for this moment, the other party said yes in a series, and then said: "I still have With all the information after Zhao Yuansi disappeared, if you need it, you can contact me at any time."

So the moment the phone was hung up, he seemed to suddenly understand why he did this.

Not only because all people need to find the meaning of their own existence, and devoting themselves to this rescue process is the epitome of He Jingle's existence meaning; but also because there are thousands of kinds of human suffering. Today you witness what others are going through, Perhaps tomorrow will be you as the protagonist. In the face of absolute misfortune, no one can guarantee that he will be the one who will escape unscathed; therefore, it is necessary to always be compassionate and maintain the utmost vigilance against all misfortunes.

To empathize with pain, you will not die of pain.

Otherwise, how can a person become a person?

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Ordinary people fart: poof

He Jingle farts: get up early tomorrow

I fart: I will definitely finish writing this month