luck on thursday

Lin Qingyang was dumbfounded while pinching his mobile phone. It's true that he is short of money now, but he doesn't want friends to chip in to pay his tuition!

Big deal... At worst, he will take a year off from school and come back after collecting enough tuition!Wyatt was rich enough to have pocket money, yes, but not rich enough to pay another person's tuition!

Lin Qingyang hurriedly dug out the address book from the corner, but the mobile phone hadn't been replaced for three or four years, it was a bit old, and it was a second-hand product he bought from his summer job, and when he was about to call back, the screen froze.

He drooped his shoulders a little dejectedly, his heart throbbed suddenly, accompanied by an extremely ominous premonition, Lin Qingyang shook his hand, the phone slipped from his palm and fell onto the bed, the screen returned to normal, and when he was about to pick it up, another phone call Come in.

It may be that Wyatt changed his mind and was willing to introduce him to a job or something else. He is such a young man and has the ability to make money by himself. In short, it is not a direct contribution to him...

Lin Qingyang picked up her mobile phone, but what was displayed on the screen was not the string of numbers just now.

His hands trembled and he almost dropped the phone to the ground.

It's a number from the police station.

The boy stared at the phone screen like a ghost, shook it up and down, but didn't turn the number displayed on the screen into a friend's number, indicating that it wasn't a problem with the phone——

"Mr. Joe Lunn?"

He pressed the answer button, the voice on the other end of the phone was business-like, and the background was extremely noisy, as if there were countless crowds squeezing past him, vehicles passing by, as well as sharp horns and police cars honking.

The ominous premonition immediately became real, Lin Qingyang found himself holding his breath, he immediately stood up from the bed: "Yes, I am."

"I'm sorry to inform you that your guardian was involved in a car accident." The voice paused for a moment, with indistinct regret, "and died on the spot."

He didn't hear anything behind, Lin Qingyang's eyes went dark.

The heavy clouds pressed down, and a dark curl appeared at the edge. Lin Qingyang stood at the door of the house, dazed.

The past week seemed to be a nightmare that would never go away. Hovering above his head, there was no light golden sunlight on the dome, and there were no white doves flying away. Someone stood beside him and put his hand on his shoulder.

Lin Qingyang turned her head numbly, it was Wyatt.

Wyatt had a cigarette in his mouth, it was the most popular fashion among young people nowadays, but he didn't light it, he just bit it in his mouth vainly.He frowned and said nothing, the small curly hair on his forehead was raised and hung loosely on the side of his cheek.

Two young men stood in the vestibule, watching the bankers come and go in and out of the house, carrying valuables from the house.Many people came from outside, wanting to take out some gold-bearing things from this house.

But that couple seemed to have done everything right. All the people who participated in the auction couldn't find even a slightly more expensive photo frame, let alone other things.

When leaving, Lin Qingyang could still hear someone complaining that "the house is so clean that there are no rats in it", and some people even speculated whether the owner of the house had committed some serious crime and wanted to emigrate abroad.

The bank's experts stood not far from them, wearing glasses, calculating the value of the house.

"Your parents are terrible. Not only do they owe a lot of money to the bank, but they also borrow money from outside..."

Seeing Lin Qingyang's pale face, Wyatt sighed heavily, and pulled Lin Qingyang to the other side, at least he couldn't see people coming and going from his door.

His poor friend looked miserable enough not to be stimulated again.

After appraising that his family did not have enough savings and the sole heir did not have a formal, decent job, the bank decided to freeze the right to use Lin Qingyang's house and hold an auction to pay off the couple's debt.

At this time, there was a commotion from the crowd. Someone moved out several heavy cardboard boxes from the basement, and when they fell to the ground, many people recognized the logo on it: "Fitz Department Store!"

"That's the one who said he won the lottery by buying things from his house half a month ago?"

Someone had lingering fears: "It was crazy a few days ago. The only Fitz's department store on Maple Leaf Avenue was vacated. There was really no stock left."

"However, it hasn't been announced yet who won the prize...Maybe this will be the headline tomorrow."

"I think that's the case. This family is also fascinated by the lottery..."

Lin Qingyang raised his hand and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. His face was a bit dirty, the corners of his eyes were pulled down, and some soot was rubbed on the side. This was the appearance when he attended his parents' funeral a few days ago , It seems that no matter how much you wipe it, you can't wipe it clean. A certain female staff member of the funeral home couldn't stand it anymore, so she took him to the toilet and asked him to wash it well.

"They fantasize about being the lucky ones and winning the 5000 million grand prize, so they don't have to live in a small house and endure such an environment every day..." Lin Qingyang blinked hard, his eyes were dry and itchy, "but I didn't know they were crazy enough to borrow money to buy it."

Wyatt didn't know what to say, so he patted him on the shoulder hard again, comforting him silently.

All the mess they left behind was left to Lin Qingyang to clean up, so the young man had no choice but to use the little money he had for a funeral, and buried them in the corner of the public cemetery in the west of the city, near the church, maybe it could purify their souls (the fact is that there The cheapest);

The loan from the bank is mortgaged by the house; but there are loans from other places, which are really not repaid.

The other party also threatened him that he must pay off the debt before June next year, otherwise his personal credit record may be stained indelibly, and his work and life will never be separated from his parents' shadow.

The crowd rummaged through the cardboard boxes with great interest, and took out dozens of unpacked bottles of shampoo, body wash, and laundry detergent, as well as a thick stack of empty fresh food boxes that were not thrown away.

Lin Qingyang remembered these things, he was still eating these things a few days ago, the couple seemed to fanatically think that the lottery ticket would be in unexpected places, such as the belly of the seafood in the fresh lunch box, and their family ate it for a week The squid and crab, open your mouth and you will have a strong seafood flavor.

The young people could no longer bear the sight in front of them, and walked away silently. The bank said that it would give him an answer tomorrow, telling him how much the house was really worth, "Maybe there will be extra money that can be returned to you, little Lunn gentlemen."

"What are you going to do next?"

They turned around and decided to go to the burger restaurant not far away to sit for a while, so as not to watch the crowds come and go and make themselves sick.

This burger shop has been here for a long time, and the taste has always been authentic. People always like to come here to eat an original burger after get off work, or have a cup of sweet, bubbly syrup.

Lin Qingyang sat on the high chair in front of the bar, with her long legs bent, stepped on the top railing, looked at the menu Wyatt handed over, and then thought about the cash left on her body: "No, you can eat. "

Now he only has 200 yuan left on him, and he has to take care of the food and accommodation in the future. It is not suitable to spend on extra snacks now.

Wyatt glanced at him, took the menu back from his hand, and said loudly, "Boss, two original beef burgers and two Cokes."

The boss responded with a smile. The aroma of raw beef patties grilling on the iron plate came instantly, and the rhythmic music echoed in the burger shop. Lin Qingyang turned her head in surprise, watching Wyatt flicking the menu proudly. .

"I can afford two burgers." He lifted his chin triumphantly.

The transparent glass door of the burger shop keeps opening and closing, customers squeeze into the warm shop from the cold wind outside, and buy a delicious burger from the boss.

The boss grilled both sides of the beef patty until it squeaked, and the juice was still coming out after scratching it with a knife and fork. Then he picked up the freshly baked hamburger patty from the other side of the counter, cut it open with a knife, and put the beef patty on it. , then put lettuce, onion rings, tomato and avocado, and finally stuffed it into a paper bag and handed it to Lin Qingyang.

Lin Qingyang took a bite cautiously, and the beef patty burst out with a strong aroma, accompanied by the wonderful taste of avocado and onion rings. At this time, the sweetness of tomato was mixed in, making the taste complex and changeable.

Wyatt also took a bite of the hamburger just out of the pan, swallowed it, and bit the straw on the Coke handed over by the boss: "I guess you rarely come to this store."

The melodious folk music in the store quietly turned into jazz, Lin Qingyang nodded: "This store is not cheap, I usually don't even have any pocket money..."

This is probably the first time he eats hamburgers from this restaurant, even though this restaurant is on the corner of the street, only two steps away from his home.

Wyatt took another bite of the burger and asked, "What do you do next?"