I used 300 JPY to catch up with my parents

"caught you!"

Fuxi groped around, and finally found a human hand.

The other party's hand was much bigger than hers, generous and powerful, and even took the initiative to hold her hand with professionalism.

"Let me see which cute little rabbit it is?"

She took off the blindfold and froze for a moment.

"you--"

The man she caught looked to be in his 30s, with a shaggy beard, and he didn't wear the fancy clothes standard for cowherds, and he wore a pair of sloppy slippers on his feet.

This is not a little rabbit, it is an old rabbit.

"You are……"

For a moment, Fu Heisher seemed to be in a dream.

The girl in front of her is slim and tall. Although her appearance has changed and she has grown taller, she is indeed Fuxi.

For two years, he never gave up looking for her.

"Are you the security guard here?" Fuxi looked at him curiously, "The foundation is not bad, but it's a little sloppy."

From this pair of clear green eyes, Fuheshier did not see any emotional fluctuations other than surprise.

—she doesn't remember him.

"Wow, the arms are super strong, as are the abs."

Fuxi doesn't like slender ribs like Fyodor, she has a mysterious passion for healthy flesh.

The man suspected of being a security guard had the most perfect body she had ever seen.

"Can I touch your pectoral muscles?" After all, men with big breasts are rare, she thought about it for a while, and felt that she was a bit perverted, "Forget it, you are not a cowboy."

The other party had already held her hand and pressed it against his chest.

"Is it like this?"

As soon as the man opened his mouth, his voice was low and deep, full of magnetism.

Through a thin layer of clothing, Fuxi truly felt the touch of the chest muscles in the unstrength state, soft and full of elasticity.

There is also the clear and rhythmic heartbeat coming from underneath.

The other party behaved very generously, but Fuxi felt full of guilt.

With this figure and chest, it's a waste of being a security guard.

Fuxi looked up at his face, and suddenly felt a little familiar.

Whether it was his eyes or the scar on the corner of his mouth, they all seemed familiar.

"Did I meet you somewhere?" she asked.

As soon as the words fell, the heart rate under the palm seemed to be faster.

... Was it her illusion?

"Oh, I remembered." Fuxi's eyes lit up, "You are Fuhesher, right?"

Fuheshier hummed lightly.

—You finally recognized it.

"Yeah." Fuxi nodded excitedly, "I heard from friends here that you used to be the highest-quality cowherd in the entertainment club, but it's a pity that you went ashore two years ago. I only saw your Photos, why are real people so decadent?"

Fuhesher: "..."

"But seeing you appear here—" Fuxi raised her eyebrows, "Are you here to see the younger generation, or are you still unable to let go of the cowherd career? There are so many small fresh meat here, maybe there is no market for you."

Cowherd is the same as athletes, the younger the better, in her opinion, Fu Heisher has passed the best age.

There was a long silence in the air.

His heartbeat also gradually became steady or even slower.

Fuxi realized that what she said might hurt the old cowherd's self-esteem, so she hurriedly remedied: "Actually, there will be people like you, it's not that men are like wine, the older they get, the more oily—oh no, the more mellow they are."

Fuheshier remained silent.

Just when she thought he was angry, the other party said, "No one likes me."

Fuxi heard a trace of grievance strangely.

"The world is dominated by young boys now. There is no place for an old man like me." Fu Heisher laughed at himself.

It's over, it's over, it makes people shut up.

"You're over 30 and you're not considered an old man." Fuxi patted his arm, "Look at your muscles, there will be girls who like your style!"

Fu Heisher pursed his lips and looked at her.

Fuxi scratched her hair and said, "Although I don't like you—hey, don't look at me like that! I won't say anything against my will."

After leaving Yokohama Sea Wolf, Fuxi has an extra tail.

She went to the vending machine, and Fuheshier went to the vending machine.She went to the dessert station, and Fu Heisher also went to the dessert station.

Fuxi bought a can of Fanta, and bought an ice cream at the dessert stand.

"The second one is half price, do you want to buy another one?" The staff at the dessert station saw Fu Heisher following behind Fuxi, and mistook it for her boyfriend.

"it is good."

Fuxi holds Fanta in her left hand and ice cream in her right hand, but she still greedily wants another one.

The staff handed the ice cream to Fuheshier.

Fuxi's eyes widened suddenly.

Fu Heisher saw her hostility, took it and explained: "I don't want to eat, I will hold it for you."

In the past, he would bite her if he didn't like to eat.

But now it's different.

Fuxi doesn't remember him anymore.

Although he didn't know what caused it, but as long as she was still alive, he would never let her leave his sight.

In the past, she was the one who prevented him from leaving her sight, but now the situation is completely reversed.

"Thank you for helping me hold it, I will finish eating quickly."

Fuxi devoured the ice cream in her hand, looking at the one in Fu Heisher's hand from time to time, for fear that he would not keep his promise and take a bite.

The white cream was on her lips, and she licked it, looking innocent and imaginative.

Fu Heshen suddenly thought of those unsuitable scenes between them in the past.

A gust of wind blew, and Fuxi's hair stuck to the corner of her lips.

"call--"

She didn't have extra hands to pull her hair, so she puffed up her cheeks and blew vigorously.

Hair stays firmly attached throughout.

Fu Heisher stretched out his hand to straighten her hair. Her hair was still soft and smooth, which was the touch in my impression.

The creamy stain remained on her hand.

"Thanks."

Fuxi quickly finished one, and immediately grabbed the other from his hand.

Holding the ice cream sideways, she winked at him: "Mr. Fuhei, do you have any money with you?"

"There should be." He took out his pockets, because he came out in a hurry, he didn't bring his wallet, only the few thousand yen left over from the cigarettes he bought in the morning. "Would you like some ice cream?"

"No." Fuxi shook her head sharply, and approached his ear mysteriously, "I'll take you to heaven."

The so-called heaven, of course, cannot be real heaven.

Fu Heisher thought it would be a bookstore or an art gallery, after all, Fuxi likes to read books and appreciate famous paintings.

Thinking in a more ambiguous direction, it might be a hot spring resort.

Never thought it would be a racetrack.

"Run! Get moving! You idiot, give me some strength!...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, but you lost!"

Fu Heisher held up Fanta and looked helplessly at Fuxi who was excited about the Marseille.

He couldn't figure out why Fuxi was so addicted to betting on horses.

She borrowed a thousand yen from him, patted her chest and said that she had a good vision, and the horse in her picture would definitely run well, and she would pay him back double the money soon.

"Mr. Fu Hei, I lost." Fuxi lowered her head and clenched her fists, "I'm not reconciled!"

"Don't be reconciled." Fuheshier tried to comfort, "This shows that you are not suitable for the pie in the sky."

The reassurance had the opposite effect.

Fuxi curled her lips, snatched the Fanta in his hand, and gulped it down.

After finishing drinking, she pondered for a moment and asked, "Mr. Fuhei, do you still have a thousand yen with you?"

Fu Heisher heard what she meant, and she still wanted to gamble.

"Lend me, I promise I will win this time, just a little bit."

The interval between the two Marseilles is very short, and Fuxi wants to seize the last chance.

Fu Heisher raised his eyebrows: "What if you don't win?"

"I will borrow money from my brother and return it to you."

——She has a brother?

It's probably that bad guy Fyodor.

Fuxi didn't remember that he was probably Fyodor's "masterpiece".

"If you don't win, you don't have to pay me back." Fuheshi paused, "But you have to promise me one thing."

Fuxi felt relieved when she heard that there was no need to pay back the money.

"As long as the organs from my body are not harvested, everything else is fine."

"Ah."

Fu Heisher took out another thousand yen, and then watched Fuxi happily buy tickets, watch the game nervously, and accept the miserable ending of losing everything.

"It's said in the book that Tai is very lucky." Fuxi sighed holding a pile of scrap coupons, "I've already saved so much money, where is my Tai?"

Fu Heisher thought to himself that he used to gamble on horses, and he had saved up money for more than ten years, but he did not wait for the so-called Thai.

No extreme peace is a kind of psychological comfort.

"Mr. Fu Hei, what do you want me to do for you?" Fuxi did not forget her promise.

Fu Heisher said slowly, "How have you been doing these two years?"

In the past two years, he has had a bad life.

He spent it in remorse, and the scene of shooting at Fuxi made him wake up from countless nights and keep his eyes open until dawn.

Although Kong Shiyu called Black Jack and told him that Fuxi's time was numbered, it would be the same whether he did it or not.

How could it be the same...

It was both misfortune and luck that Fuxi's body was not found in the end—there was always a hopeless expectation that she might still be alive.

"It's pretty good." Fuxi threw the horse racing ticket and said, "Sleep until you wake up naturally every day, and then do what you like to do."

What he likes to do is to bet on horses and pick up cowboys, and he doesn't have to work. Anyway, Fyodor will go to work.

At this moment, Fuxi's cell phone rang.

She looked at the number on the screen and was highly concentrated.

"I'll take a call." She turned on the phone, her tone became soft, "It's Mr. Atobe! Well, tomorrow? Okay, your invitation, I'm free anytime."

After hanging up the phone, just as Fu Heisher was about to ask who it was, Fuxi jumped up from the chair.

"Kego Atobe called me! It's not easy, the iron tree is blooming! Although I was asked to catch ghosts, not a date."

"Why are you so happy?" Fuheshier asked tentatively, "This Atobe is your boss?"

"No, I'm a vagrant who spends his days waiting to die. Atobe is the boy I'm pursuing."

Fuhesher: "!!!"

Fuxi leaned on the chair, completely unaware that the face of the person next to her had completely changed.

"He is one of Japan's three major chaebols, the only son of the richest man in Tokyo." Fuxi's face was full of longing, "Tomorrow I will take him down."

"Then do you like him?"

"I don't like it very much." Fuxi held her chin, "but he has money, and I like money. If I have money, I can lie here and gamble on horses. It's not a delusion to buy a racecourse. I don't have to struggle in this life. Uncle, I know you want to say don't be with people you don't like for money, and my brother said the same thing, but don't you think pure money relationships make people happier?"

"Fuxi." Fu Heisher said in a deep voice, "There is something wrong with your three views."

Fuxi narrowed her eyes: "Do you know my previous name?"

The author says:

Shi Er: After appraisal, my wife's three views are crooked.

陀总：这不是你以前的三观吗？感谢在2021-07-1218:14:20~2021-07-1317:49:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 15 bottles of Twelve; 1 bottle of Yulinling;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ?