However, the personalities of the two are completely opposite, one is low-key and the other is flamboyant, the other is taciturn, and the other is like a bead of witty words.

Zhang Wenbo and the other party are just listeners.

Until the end, Zhang Wenbo felt the pressure, he couldn't help the other party at all, but it was also a burden for the other party to take care of him at all times, and he really didn't want to owe him too much, mainly because he couldn't pay it back.

In addition, I have been unable to mix, and gradually have an inferiority complex, so I slowly and intentionally reduced contact, and I didn't answer the phone and didn't reply to the message.

Until the end of the complete cut off contact, I didn't dare to tell him when I got married, I was afraid that this person would travel thousands of miles to rush over, friendship sometimes has to match ability, helping each other is the way to get along with friends, blindly giving or taking, will make friendship change the taste, or it may be that you are too inferior and too sensitive.

Just thinking about it, he found that there was no movement around, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that everyone was gone, only Deng Xueming squatted on the side and looked at him worriedly, not knowing what to do.

So Zhang Wenbo was also very worried, explaining that it was hard to believe that he was telling him the truth like he was now.

But his own experience is fantastical, and a neurological patient said that these can only be a waste of saliva.

If you don't explain, how will it end?

Thinking that he couldn't keep pretending to be stupid, he should always send him away first, so he stretched out his dirty hand, the meaning was obvious, asking for money.

The other party reluctantly held his hand and wanted to pull him up, Zhang Wenbo shook it off casually, hugged the bowl and continued to act: Don't rob me of money, you go quickly, or I will beat you.

Deng Xueming really had no choice, so he had to call a few acquaintances to carry him away, Zhang Wenbo held the pole and didn't let go, where could others carry him?

In the end, I really had no choice but to get him a parasol for business, and bought him food and water for him to eat.

Zhang Wenbo had no choice but to express his heartlessness and eat and drink, but he secretly complained in his heart, but he didn't expect that after the love pass, this friendship was still uncomfortable, and the inner torment was different, more guilt and shame.

But I still have to endure it expressionlessly, this special thing has just endured Qi Zhen has to endure a man again, it's really a dog.

Depressed and about to vomit blood, Lao Tzu is really about to become a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.

Uncle, I'm most annoyed with acting, but most of the time I've been acting this year, and I'm really about to become a nervous breakdown.

In this way, Zhang Wenbo held the bowl, Deng Xueming guarded him, and he didn't even go to work, so he lost a day.

During this period, he persuaded him several times, but Zhang Wenbo didn't listen to it, and finally saw that it was getting dark and asked someone to send a futon over to help him lay it on the ground.

Fortunately, the weather was already hot, so I didn't have to worry about getting cold at night, so I bought him a bunch of food and drink before going back.

Looking at the distant figure, Zhang Wenbo breathed a sigh of relief this time, it turned out that there was really friendship, no wonder the ancients said that it is enough to have a confidant in life.

Also, opposites attract, but it is easy to get along.

Same-sex people are mutually exclusive, and it really takes fate to be able to live in harmony.

So this scene was repeated every day, and during this period, the unit also sent him a sum of money, saying that it was everyone's donation.

Zhang Wenbo couldn't show mood swings, so he could only take it indifferently, he couldn't even say thank you, he felt uncomfortable, and sure enough, no matter what the emotion was, it was difficult to overcome.

The person who gives the money also pretends not to see, and can only wait for the person to go away before he dares to look at the back of the person, it seems that there are still many good people, fortunately, the backpack is big enough, otherwise the money will not be able to fit.

During this period, several classmates also came to see him, and each gave him a thousand yuan, Zhang Wenbo could only write it down silently in his heart and repay it later.

As for other classmates and colleagues, it is estimated that they are afraid of embarrassment, and they have never seen each other, and there will always be a few people who can do it in the snow, just as successful people will always be a minority.

There is another classmate worth mentioning, named Huang Haifu, who is the best among the classmates, and he has become a section chief.

Zhang Wenbo originally thought that people would look down on him, and he had no contact for a long time, and he was not embarrassed to ask others for help.

Unexpectedly, people didn't dislike themselves, sent money and things, and talked to him, regardless of whether they could hear or not, and brought him a few sets of clean overalls, hoping that he could wear them cleanly.

Deng Xueming naturally came every day, bought him food and water, and lit cigarettes to his mouth, and accompanied him for a long time, causing Zhang Wenbo's business to be much less, and no one gave money to this goods as soon as they came.

made Zhang Wenbo very entangled, feeling that it was much more difficult for him to ask for food after this kid appeared, and it was always difficult to calm down.

But after a few days, I got used to it, and I figured it out, since it's friendship, just accept it all, maybe he owes himself in his last life, maybe he owes him in his last life, and giving him a chance to repay his debts is also to help him.

So I feel that my realm is a higher level, at least I can calmly face the fact of asking for food, there is no previous cramped and uneasy, and most of the previous calmness is pretended.

That night, it was dark, and Zhang Wenbo still sat in place.

Since Deng Xueming gave him the umbrella and futon, Zhang Wenbo has stopped going anywhere else.

Although no one wants these things, he is just afraid that others will throw away his belongings, but this is a gift from his brother, it is friendship, which is more valuable than money.

He was using his phone to check on the strange things in the neighborhood when he heard footsteps in the distance.

At first, Zhang Wenbo didn't care, until his footsteps got closer and closer, and he looked up to see who it was.

It's just that after seeing the comer, Zhang Wenbo really wanted to get into the crack in the ground and couldn't come out.

The person who came was a thin woman, at most one meter and a half, weighing only more than eighty pounds, and she used to look petite and cute, but now she is haggard.

It was already dark, and the visitor couldn't see his face clearly, but he could see the other party's every move, and he didn't know what this woman was doing at such a late hour?

Zhang Wenbo looked at her in a daze, looking at her changes over the years, he felt that the other party was thinner, he looked smaller, there was no makeup on his face, he looked a few years older than his peers, and there were obvious wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, the other party must be not doing well, right?

The other party was also looking at his figure motionless, so dark, the most she saw was a black shadow.

Then he slowly squatted down, put the bag in his hand into the bowl, looked at him again, and ran on the way to get up, stumbling a little, really worried that she would fall.

Zhang Wenbo opened the paper bag curiously, and saw the pile of banknotes, there were 100, 50, and 5, and the tears could no longer be controlled, gushing out.

He didn't want to restrain himself, let it slide off his face freely, endured it for so many days, and finally completely broke it at this moment, but Zhang Wenbo never regretted it, break it, what bullshit cultivation, if you have to let yourself become a stone, it is better to die early and be reincarnated.

The tears were not dry, but they smiled happily.

It turns out that being a man by himself is not too much of a failure, even if he asks for food, some people do not dislike themselves.

Whether it is a man or a woman, there is no blank space in his emotions, and the first thirty years are not in vain.