dark white star

Han Yu looked down, then put the phone away.

Wan Liang's house is also nearby, and he will be there in a while. When Han Yu left, he put on a padded jacket.

It's quiet downstairs now.The winter wind made her face ache, Han Xi put her hands in her pockets.

what is this?

Han Yu took out a black recording pen from the pocket of his cotton jacket.

And electricity.

Han Xie pressed the switch, and there was a sound of footsteps ahead, and he put the recording pen back into his pocket.

"Ah, why did you call me here so late?" Wan Liang yawned, his slightly narrowed eyes could not hide the hostility.

Wan Liang is a person Han Yu understands, and he looks silly and silly, but in his heart he is not smart enough.

After being released from the bureau a few years ago, he formed a clique here. If Han Xie hadn't had to live here before, he would have quit this smoky group a long time ago.

"Brother Liang, I heard that you have a good project recently?" Han Yu sat down on the curb, lowered his posture and talked to him.

Sure enough, Wan Liang's attitude improved: "Yeah, my brothers all supported Xiaoye's factory. Why, ah, don't you give me face?"

"Of course not," Han Yu smiled, Ye Zhuang is your dog, who doesn't know, what kind of factory is a scam.

"It's just that I'm a little tight recently, and I can't afford that much money at once." Han Yu patted the seat next to him and motioned Wan Liang to sit down. "In a few days, there may be a few thousand yuan. How about taking it all out?" ?”

Wan Liang had an uncontrollable smile on his face, and Han Xie felt disgusted when he saw it. He sat down next to Han Xie, "You are indeed my best buddy."

Wan Liang patted Han Yu's shoulder, and Han Yu glanced at his stubby fingers, suppressing his inner urge to brush them away.

"Let me tell you the truth, in fact, this factory is just a shell." Wan Liang smiled and took his hands away, looking at the open space in front of him, "Have you heard about the recent news?"

"The fugitive?" Han Xi turned sideways, and saw the scar on Wan Liang's face that went straight to the temple.

"Yes." Wan Liang took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to Han Xi.

"No need." Han Yu said.

Wan Liang lit the cigarette on his own, blew out a smoke ring and said, "That fugitive is my brother who died before, and now he escaped and contacted me."

"He helped me before, so I can't ignore him," Wan Liang turned his face away, "I'm going to help him this time."

Han Yu tightly gripped the recording pen in his pocket, "Actually, there is no investment at all? Are you just trying to raise money for him?"

Wan Liang glanced back at Han Yu, unable to tell what expression he had on his face, "Yeah, I mean, you're not going to help me, are you?"

Han Yu chuckled, "Who do you think I am? Brother Liang's brother is my brother."

Wan Liang laughed a few times, straightened up and patted Han Yu's shoulder again, "What a good brother..."

Looking at Wan Liang's back as he walked away, Han Yu felt a little unknown in his heart. He took out the recording pen and pressed the pause button, took a deep breath, then turned and walked into the iron gate.

Wan Liang threw the cigarette under his feet at the corner, and on the screen of his phone was the message sent by Wang Xia a few minutes ago, "Han Yu? Humph."

The cigarette butt jumped a few times, burst out a few sparks, and completely extinguished in the corner within a few seconds, leaving the dark alley with a horrible draft.

The sidewalk in the morning looks like Han Xie's exclusive show.The bare trunk of the poplar next to it was blown loudly, and the fingerless gloves Han Xie bought were useless, and after arriving at the supermarket, his hands were as stiff as something.

"Han Xi, why are your hands so red?" Ma Hui came out after changing his work clothes and saw him putting his hands under the radiator to bake.

Han Yu smiled at him, "I came here by bicycle in the morning, and I'll be fine later."

"I can't do this," Ma Hui walked over and tried to pull Han Yu up, "You'll get frostbite on your hands, come on, I'll pick out a pair of gloves for you."

Han Yu straightened up, avoiding Ma Hui's hand, "I really don't need Brother Ma, the foreman called me, you should go too."

Ma Hui looked at Han Yu's back in a hurry and sighed, stood for a while and then walked towards the warehouse.

"Little killer," Zhou Yan leaned against the checkout counter at Hanxi Station with a bundle of toothbrushes and two stacks of towels, "the variety of things in your supermarket is a bit small, why have I been around for a few days? That's all?"

Han Yu glanced at Zhou Yan, who looked like a dog with his hairstyle and clothes, and sighed silently in his heart, "Uncle, does your family run a hotel? I see that you bought a bundle of towels yesterday, and you still want to buy them today? "

Zhou Yan obviously paused, "I have money, can you manage it? I like to change my towels once a day, and I use one and throw the other away."

Han Yu was speechless, and after helping him put it on, she smiled at Zhou Yan, "Walk slowly, welcome to visit next time."

Zhou Yan glanced at him.

Why is this hand so red?

Han Yu grabbed the back of his hand while he was free, and Zhou Yan saw the frostbite that was about to pop up on his hand with sharp eyes, and felt a little distressed instantly.

Let's drop off a pair of gloves when I come to do some shopping in the afternoon.

When Zhou Yan turned around, there was an unbearable smile on his face.

Han Yu watched Zhou Yan stepping out of the supermarket with small steps and wiped his nose fiercely - this uncle is actually wearing perfume?

He touched his chin and sneezed, "Hello, do you have a membership card..."

In the afternoon, the uncle came again, every day.Han Xie felt that he came to the supermarket every day more punctually than going to work, like clocking in.

Han Xi cleaned up the things on the cash register and found a pair of black gloves in the corner.

"Whose gloves are these?" Han Xie held up the gloves and asked every girl at the cashier counter, and they all said no.

That could be a customer drop off.

Han Yu turned the glove over and looked at it, and found that the label on it hadn't been removed, it was new, and it seemed quite expensive.

"...I'll pick out a pair of gloves for you."

Han Xi saw Ma Hui was clearing the goods.

You can't get others in vain.

He put the gloves in his pocket, turned and walked out the supermarket door.

"This water cup..." Ma Hui found a thermos cup in his locker when he got off work, and next to it was the note that Han Yu put there-thank you, Brother Ma, for your care, this is for you.

There was a small smiling face at the end, which warmed Ma Hui's heart. He folded the note and stuffed it into the chest pocket on the lining of his coat.

The gloves were made of fleece, and they were very warm to wear. Han Xie sniffed, raised her hands, and looked at the gloves by the streetlight.

Since he was a child, he has never been favored by others, but just a little warmth can make him happy for a long time.

Han Xi raised the corners of his mouth a little, put more strength on his feet, and pedaled the bicycle very fast - he would be home soon.

The corridor of the rental house was still dark, Han Xie stepped up to the last step, and silently recited the last number, the scene in front of him made him a little out of breath.

The door was broken open violently.

On the wall on the right was the Spring Festival couplets posted by the landlord a few years ago, but now they are replaced by a line of blood red characters - Get out of the lower city! !

A little cold sweat broke out on Han Xie's hands, he stumbled into the house, and found that there was no piece of furniture inside that was not smashed.

The sheets were ripped off and soaked in red paint, and the cabinets were smashed, leaving scattered wooden residues all over the floor.

Han Xi became short of breath. He dug open the wreckage of the cabinet and found the deformed tin box inside.

His hands trembled a little, Han Xi closed his eyes for a while, and then slowly opened the box.

The inside is as expected empty.

Han Xi seemed to have lost his support and fell to the ground. In his hand was a mobile phone that was thrown aside, and it was full of messages from Wang Xia.

——Ah, I didn't do it on purpose.

——Ah, I didn't know Brother Liang would be like this...you, how are you doing now?

——I dare not come to see you anymore, please don't forgive me...I'm just a fucking bastard...

……

Uncle Xiong next door opened the door and walked over cautiously, "Xiao Han, what's the matter with you? They came over and smashed it this afternoon, and I was so scared that I didn't even dare to open the door."

Han Yu tried to support herself, then forced a little smile and said, "No... just..."

He couldn't continue, his voice was a little hoarse, and Han Yu didn't have the strength to clear it.

"Then what?" Xiong Weiqiang took out his pocket, "Uncle, I still have 100 yuan here, why don't you use it to stay in a hotel or something? Let's deal with today first?"

Han Yu glanced at him and said with a wry smile, "It's okay Uncle, I still have money here, I'll leave tomorrow, it won't affect you."

Xiong Weiqiang took back the money in embarrassment.When such an incident happened, who knows if it will affect me in the future, it is best to come here and persuade Han Xie to leave first, and if I can hide for a night, it is a night.

Xiong Weiqiang stuffed the money into Han Xie's hand and said, "They are all neighbors, so it doesn't matter what they say, this little money won't help you, Xiao Han, you are doing well."

After he sighed for a few minutes, he turned around and walked into the room, locking the door.

Holding the money he just gave in her hand, Han Xi sat on the ground and couldn't tell what it was like.

All of this was like a dream. After living in the place for three years, Han Xie almost thought that he was going to have a home, but in the end...

Han Yu laughed out loud.

On the ground was the pair of black gloves that had been taken off and put aside, now they were thrown aside, lying lonely on the ground, the leather surface glowing faintly under the reflection of the moonlight.

"Well, Xiaosha, who was here before at the cash register... where's the kid?" Zhou Yan went to the supermarket downstairs to get a bottle of drink at noon, and found a little girl standing in Han Yu's place.

The little girl lowered her head and blushed and said in a low voice, "Han Xie asked for leave and won't be here for a week."

"That's it..." Zhou Yan frowned, then raised an eyebrow at the little girl: "Then when will he come back, please tell me, this is my WeChat..."

The little girl held her heart and nodded like a pounding garlic, "Yeah, I'll tell you as soon as possible."

"Island." In the Internet cafe, Han Xi poured the remaining Ada Peppermints into his mouth, his eyes were flushed from staying up all night.

【. 】Why did Han Shen start broadcasting suddenly today?There was no prior notice either.a little happy...

[Mango Allergy Patient] God, why is Han Shen's voice so hoarse?Are you too tired recently?Pay attention to take a good rest!Love.jpg

[The key is going to die la la la] Why is Han God so strong today?It's only been a few minutes, and the head points are enough to eat chicken...

Zhou Yan watched Han Yu's live broadcast with a frown. In the past, he would occasionally joke a few words during the live broadcast, but today he didn't say a word. The frequency of the gunshots was frightening, as if to vent some emotion.

Han Xi pressed the keyboard with amazing speed, and cleared out the people in this area in a few minutes, and drove to the next place at a high speed, completely depending on the rhythm of the crowd.

System message [HAN used M24 to eliminate the priest and bishop]

System message [HAN uses KAR98K to eliminate you? 】

……

[Don’t use a pen tip for ten thousand years] Tsk tsk tsk, it’s over, if Han Shen continues to kill like this, no one will dare to come to this map soon...

【. 】I just saw what real technology is today hahaha!

[Sophie's Sweetheart] Is XSWL Han Shen very short of money recently?Live so hard?

Han Xie chewed the mints in his mouth, opened another pack and poured it into his mouth, "Yeah, I'm so short of money, I'm going crazy poor."

As he said that, he aimed and shot on the roof, and with one shot, he eliminated the last remaining player and ate the chicken smoothly.

After watching the live broadcast, Zhou Yan bit her fingernails and thought for a while, then edited a text message.

Not long after, Han Yu received a private message in the background

——Fifty thousand, shall we meet offline?

From [Want to talk to the host]

The author has something to say: Hohohohoho! The old fox's vest is about to fall off!

Tsk tsk tsk, will our Han Xi agree to this kind of naked money transaction?The answer is of course... see the next chapter ╮(‵▽′)╭

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