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It's really uncomfortable to be pressed against the wall.

Fang Li's cheek was forced to lean against the rough wall, beside the trash can, the stench made his eyes black.

This person deliberately chose a remote and uninhabited corner, and forcibly searched him, there must be some conspiracy.Thinking of the ticket snatching in the waiting hall, almost instantly, he thought of his own ticket.

Fang Li tried to break free, but the opponent was too strong, so he could only say, "I didn't bring the bus ticket with me."

Sure enough, the man froze and said viciously, "Where's the ticket?"

With the help of the light, Fang Li could see the other person's face clearly.He had seen this face in the waiting hall, when Xie Baiyuan cleaned up Tang Chong, this person was standing by the side.

He was very clever, and hurriedly said before the other party took out a sharp weapon: "My ticket was taken away."

The opponent stopped moving: "By whom?"

Fang Li: "The one with me."

The other party obviously had a deep memory of Xie Baiyuan, with a suspicious look on his face: "Aren't you a couple?"

"Yeah, I didn't expect him to be such a person. He deceived my feelings and ran away with my ticket when he came out." Fang Li apologized to Xie Baiyuan in his heart, and looked at the person opposite him sincerely. : "Look if he has run away early now."

The other party relaxed the strength in his hand, and seemed to be dubious about what he said.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Li bent his knees and swiped his legs to trip him up. In a haste, he overturned the trash can next to him, and threw the bucket and the trash upside down on the other person's head.

Before he slipped away, he stopped and kicked the man's ass twice, and then slipped away after venting.

However, within a few steps, he was picked up by the collar.

Fang Li's first reaction was that the people who came to grab the tickets had accomplices, and he wanted to be cold.As a result, a familiar chuckle was heard.

"Cheating feelings? Run away?" Xie Baiyuan turned against the light, squinting his eyes with a smile that was not a smile, "What kind of person am I?"

Fang Li: "...you are a good person."

Half an hour later, Fang Li took Xie Baiyuan to a Korean barbecue restaurant.

There are many people who come out to shop and eat at this point, and the smell of meat in the barbecue restaurant is overflowing.

Fang Li put the pork belly into the baking tray one by one. The pork belly slices were thin, and the aroma came out almost as soon as it was put down, and the edges of the pork belly were curled.

He put all the roasted meat slices into the plate in front of Xie Baiyuan, and provided barbecue service for Xie Baiyuan obediently and attentively throughout the whole process.

Xie Baiyuan wore a black windbreaker today, and he ate elegantly. He ate the barbecue like a royal palace meal.

"You don't want to eat?" Xie Baiyuan asked.

Fang Li waved his hands again and again: "You eat, I promise to treat you to eat."

He wasn't really hungry, of course, the more important thing was who made him owe it earlier.

Xie Baiyuan smiled, "Let's eat together, and I'll take you to meet someone after eating."

Fang Li was stunned: "Who are you seeing?"

Xie Baiyuan: "You will know when you see it."

Fang Li originally wanted to ask him how he found him, but then he thought that even people who met him in the waiting hall could come to him. It seems that as long as they are passengers on that train, there will be mutual affection some kind of connection.

Before dark, the two finished the barbecue on the table.

Fang Li's hands were sore from roasting, and he complained in his heart that he should directly take Xie Baiyuan to eat ready-made ones, and it would be too tiring to bake them by himself.

Xie Baiyuan stood up and said, "Let's go."

Fang Li immediately followed with his chubby belly.

After leaving the barbecue restaurant, Xie Baiyuan stopped a car on the side of the road and gave the driver the name of the place.

Fang Li had an impression of it. When he first came to this city, his second uncle bought him a house in that villa area because he was afraid that he would have no place to live.

Later, when he found a job, it was too far away from the company, so he returned the small villa to his second uncle, and rented a house three kilometers away from the company.

It was completely dark when we got off the bus.

Fang Li got out of the car and moved his stiff hands and feet.

With his hands in his pockets, Xie Baiyuan walked straight along the small path.

Fang Li followed closely behind, and the two walked for a few minutes before stopping in front of a small two-story western-style building.

Xie Baiyuan reached out and knocked on the door twice. When the door opened, a little yellow hair popped out from inside.

"Brother Yuan, did you receive it? How is it? Can I count correctly?" Xiao Huangmao leaned over to look at Fang Li while talking: "Wow, it looks quite small, is it an adult?"

Fang Li: "...23 this year."

The little huangmao embraced Fang Li with a familiar expression, "Okay, okay, I'm the same age. What do you do? What movies do you like to watch? Do you like Marvel? Or One Piece..."

It seemed as if hundreds of flies had suddenly swarmed into Fang Li's head, buzzing and blowing up his head.

So he pushed the little yellow hair away: "I'm not here for a blind date."

"Blind date? What kind of blind date?" Little Huang Mao blinked, "Didn't I get to know my future roommate in advance?"

This time the exchange party was confused: "Roommate?"

"Well." Xie Baiyuan changed a pair of shoes on the side, "You stay here until the remaining six carriages pass."

Fang Li: "But I—"

"Go to work?" Xie Baiyuan smiled, "Do you think you are still alive to go to work?"

Fang Li: "..." Okay, you are right.

According to Xie Baiyuan, he needs to bring Fang Li's lucky buff to the car to facilitate the copy.In return, he will also protect Fang Li's personal safety in the dungeon.

"So you found me through divination?" Little Huangmao's name is Zhu Yicheng, and according to Xie Baiyuan, he is a fortune teller.

"Yeah, I'm a fortune teller, because my whole family is a fortune teller. Brother Yuan asked me to find you. I was going to find you when you got off the car two days ago, but it was delayed by something." Zhu Yicheng is a little more active than the Lu Rui that Fangli met in the car before, and to put it bluntly, he is more talkative than Lu Rui.

It was Fang Li's first time seeing a live fortune-teller, and he almost wanted to touch it out of curiosity.

But he suddenly thought of a question: "Can't a fortuneteller be able to predict the future?"

Can't you know in advance what will happen in the dungeon?

Zhu Yicheng shook his head: "It's not that simple."

"I am also a passenger on that train, and the fortune-teller cannot do fortune-telling for himself. Secondly, fortune-telling is an exchange of equivalent value between the fortune-teller and the fortune-teller, and both sides have to pay the price." This yellow-haired little story Tuberculosis showed a frustrated side, "Why don't you say that the secrets of the sky should not be leaked, at most I can only perceive a little something related to the dungeon."

Fang Li nodded, indicating that he almost understood the truth.

"However, I can still look at people very carefully." Zhu Yicheng returned to his grinning look, "For example, when you lost a bet with someone when you were ten years old, you wore a skirt to play Little Red Riding Hood at the art show... Hmm."

Zhu Yicheng rolled his eyes, Fang Li tightly covered his mouth, and tried his best to ignore Xie Baiyuan's watching eyes: "Okay, I get it, you shut up."

This skill is useless to look at the future, but it is accurate to look at the dark history of people.

The next day, Fang Li was taken by Xie Baiyuan, and he drove back to the apartment for an hour to pack his things.

He prepared a resignation letter and sent it to the company by post.

He never wanted to step into that company building again in his life.

That afternoon, he received a call from Xiaoya. Xiaoya said in a serious tone, "Hey, Fang Li, is something wrong with you?"

Sitting in the passenger seat, Fang Li glanced at Xie Baiyuan quietly, and said vaguely, "I didn't have an accident, but I just encountered some problems, and I need to deal with them properly."

"Then why did you take so many days off all at once? You didn't come back to work after taking the leave, and you didn't even tell me about your resignation?" Xiaoya asked, "What problem is so serious that you have to resign to deal with it?"

In her heart, her colleague came to this city alone, and finally found a foothold, and now he might be exhausted from staying up late and working overtime.I asked for leave to go to the hospital for a physical examination and found that the situation was not good, and I couldn't find anyone to share the pain, so I had to resign silently and go back to my hometown to recuperate.

After Fang Li listened to such a brainstorming, the whole person fell silent.

Xiaoya took his silence as an acquiescence, and made up even more of it.

Fang Li simply followed her plan and followed her words: "There is still hope, it's nothing serious."

Xiaoya chatted with him for a few more minutes, and repeatedly told him to speak up if he had any questions. Fang Li hung up the phone with a complicated expression. He felt that if the conversation continued like this, everyone in the company would know that he was terminally ill tomorrow.

"Colleague?" Xie Baiyuan held the steering wheel and looked ahead intently.

"Yeah." Fang Li paused, "It's the one who gave us the task."

"Oh," Xie Baiyuan nodded, his way of remembering people is very distinctive: "The one with long hair."

Then the atmosphere fell into a moment of silence.

Fang Li looked at the building in the distance through the rearview mirror, and felt a sense of desolation in his heart as he explained the funeral.

Zhu Yicheng prepared a small welcome ceremony for Fang Li, saying that it was to celebrate Fang Li's housewarming, and opened a few bottles of champagne before eating the cake.

It's a pity that Fang Li has a typical down-to-the-glass physique. He only drank half a bottle of champagne before lying on the sofa and falling unconscious.

Zhu Yicheng looked at his face sleeping soundly, and said repeatedly: "Man, this is the only way to drink."

Xie Baiyuan put Fang Li's arm on his shoulders in the past, and originally wanted to help Fang Li up, but this man was a puddle of mud when he was drunk, and his legs were weak, so he had no choice but to support him instead of hugging him. In his arms: "Clean up, I'll take him back to his room."

Zhu Yicheng looked at the backs of the two of them and compared OK, "Okay."

When Xie Baiyuan's figure disappeared on the stairs, he took out the divination prop from under the table, stared at it for a while and put it back.

There was one thing he didn't tell Fang Li, not even Xie Baiyuan.

From the moment Xie Baiyuan knocked on the door with Fang Li, he saw a vague line between the two of them.

It was also the first time he had seen this line, and with his current level, he couldn't even tell whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

The secret must not be revealed, what they have experienced has gone against common sense, and now they can only pray that this line will have no bad influence.

The author has something to say:

I am coming!

Brother Yuan: I will answer this question, it is Yuelao's red line.