Zhang Yang just smiled and looked out, there were still four or five tables of guests, it was already half past twelve at night, and there were still so many people floating outside. It's really a night owl, if it weren't for this scene, I would have fallen asleep and looked for that Zhou Gong.

Boss, pay the bill. A red-faced man shouted.

Pay the bill, Wang Damei, Zhang Yang summoned Wang Damei in the back kitchen.

There to pay, Wang Damei glanced at Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang winked at Wang Damei twice, the second table.

Wang Damei walked over with the bill, hello, do you want to pay here?

Well, how much is it? A simple-looking man stood up and asked, and then another man with an old and cunning look sat there motionless, and said with a false expression and a false tone, I will come.

Zhang Yang doesn't like this kind of person the most, it's too hypocritical. If I were to buy it for the false man.

Wang Damei hates this kind of hypocritical person the most, and as soon as he heard his words, he immediately put the QR code for collecting money in front of the cunning person.

Zhang Yang looked at this scene, and his heart was also dark, he couldn't help laughing, turned around and went to the back kitchen. I only saw Chen Yu looking at his phone there, his eyes rolling back and forth. It's over, it's all over, and it looks like someone is going to fall into the darkness again.

The man looked at the QR code stretched out by Wang Damei, and his heart was rushing with thousands of sentences, grass and mud horses, but he could only bite the bullet. He was not allowed to ask, so Wang Damei said, a total of 162 yuan, I will charge you 160.

After the man gave the money, he said indignantly, the taste is really bad, and he will never come again next time.

Yes, I like this style, Zhang Yang said to Wang Damei with a unique flavor.

Like a fart, I like it, Wang Damei said with a cold face, and quickly cleaned up the table!

Got it, Wang Da Beauty, aren't you going to come to help?

It's only been two days, how did you become an old fritter. It's become so lazy.

Cut, I'm not afraid that you'll be bored? Zhang Yang said facelessly.

Okay, okay, okay, even if you served you and asked me to help, you said that you helped me. The two of them bragged like this, and before they knew it, they cleaned up the table.

Zhang Yang wiped the table again with a rag, took out his mobile phone and timed, it was twelve fifty o'clock, almost ready to be withdrawn, looking at the ground was still a little dirty, sweeping it should be able to go back to sleep. Zhang Yang swept the whole hall and placed the tables and chairs without guests, and looked at the time, it was only fifty-five minutes, and there were still five minutes.

But you have to be principled, Zhang Yang pulled a chair and sat down and waited slowly for one o'clock in the morning, just to go back to sleep.

As soon as I calm down, the mistakes I have made appear in my mind, regret and unwillingness will come to my heart, and I even have the idea of going to the devil again.

Zhang Yang sat there and was distracted, Wang Damei looked at the time, although I don't know why Zhang Yang has to work part-time after work, but since he is so desperate, there must be countless heartaches and pains in his heart. Otherwise, who would want to fight with their lives.

You go back too, Wang Damei is not as sharp as before. Rather, with words of care and warmth.

Zhang Yang didn't get up and leave immediately, because although he was sleepy and tired, he couldn't lose the principle that he promised to do a little, which was the foundation of Zhang Yang's life. But I immediately took out my phone and looked at the time, only to find that it was already past five o'clock.

Zhang Yang said hello to Wang Damei and went to the dormitory.

...

As soon as "Zhang Yang" walked to the corner of the intersection, he saw a woman, wandering there, and when he got closer, he found that it was Zhang Liang again.

You're finally off work, and it's hard to wait for you. Zhang Liang seems to be complaining about a boyfriend who has made her wait for a long time.

Zhang Yang was sleepy and tired, his heart was full of pain, and after leaving the noisy crowd, all the problems that he needed to face were all in his heart, whether he wanted to confess to Liu Huanhuan or not?

No, you can't.

Zhang Yang's mind flashed in his mind, after the first confession, what Liu Huanhuan said to himself, if you have any more in the future, I will kill your whole family and drag them to bury me for me. Although this may be just angry words. But now that she is doing this kind of death, don't say that she Liu Huanhuan is a woman, she can't even forgive herself, how can she do this, again and again. It's terrible to have to borrow money until you run out of money.

...

Zhang Yang ignored Zhang Liang and hurried forward, perhaps only the wooden bed was his destination at this time. I'm so down. I don't have the heart to deal with any people and things that have nothing to do with me.

Hey, why are you like this? If you are so indifferent, then why should you care about me in the first place, so that I will not know you. Zhang Liang was a little unreasonable and angry.

is tired, and Zhang Yang doesn't even want to refute other people's unreasonable accusations. Zhang Yang continued to walk his own way, feeling that the whole world was dark, and he had closed the door of his heart and could not see anyone.

Zhang Liang followed Zhang Yang all the way, what happened? I still remember the first time he saved himself, he didn't think about it, he still cared about his body and safety, now that he is fine, he wants to get to know her, since he is so shameless.

I'll go, whether I'm not good-looking, or this dick is too tall. I still don't believe it, it's so difficult for my sister to invite someone to dinner. The more this is the case, the more Zhang Liang has the momentum to take it down. Maybe I just feel like I can't fail...

Zhang Yang had already swiped the access card and entered the dormitory area. Zhang Liang just said that I will come again, and turned to leave.

Zhang Yang, who had been busy for 16 hours, thought that he could forget about those unbearable works by being tired, but as soon as he calmed down, it seemed that his body was tired, and he was somehow unaware, only full of self-blame, regret, and panic in his heart.

Thinking about walking, he unconsciously reached the seventh floor, Zhang Yang looked at the time, at 11 o'clock in the morning, Zhang Jiabao and Wang Shuai should be asleep. They must be asleep, my dear friends.

Zhang Yang opened the door cautiously, still like yesterday, gently and slowly inserted the key in. If you see all this from behind, you'll think it's a thief.

How Zhang Yang paid attention, the door still made a "squeak, squeak" sound, although the sound was not loud, Zhang Yang felt like a thunderous sound. Zhang Yang saw that there was a crack in the door, which was the size of a person, so he quickly squeezed in, not because he was afraid that someone would follow him, but just to reduce the sound of opening the door.

Close the door, sure enough, the two roommates slept very soundly, Zhang Yang sighed in his heart, why the fuck did he want to be so cheap, why did he touch that thing, why didn't he stop it earlier, why did he dig this pit to the point of burying himself before he knew that he regretted it.

Zhang Yang, who was lying on the bed, couldn't calm down, and looked at the time, it was almost half past one in the morning.

Zhang Yang told himself to go to bed quickly, and he had to get up at eight o'clock in the morning.

Put down your phone and close your eyes. Those regrets and self-blames, I seem to feel them devouring my heart little by little. The old mother came to mind, with gray hair and wrinkles crawling all over her cheeks. Zhang Yang felt that she was an unfilial son, at such an old age, and she made such a mistake, if she didn't do it, at least the material economy could make her live a little better.

Now that a person like himself is not a ghost or a ghost, he is really dead. Zhang Yang was really a little desperate, and the depression in his heart almost made him breathless.

Should I die, but what will Zhang Xinyu do in the future, what will happen to the newborn child, what should my parents do, let them lose their father's love, and let my parents give me this unfilial son? Inadvertently, tears flowed down uncontrollably, Zhang Yang was like a person who had lost his soul, letting it flow.

Zhang Yang remembered the words of his eldest brother Zhang Min, "Don't look back if my brother was wrong in the past, remember the lesson, don't touch it in the future, money is nothing, as long as you live, there is hope for everything." ”

As long as you live, there is hope for everything. ...... Zhang Yang repeatedly read in his heart, demon, if you don't want to defeat my spirit, I must stand up again. I'm supposed to look like it. You shouldn't be willing to fall...

......

It's 8:05 a.m., and the temperature is 18 to 27 degrees today, so it's cloudy, and it's a good day, so remember to keep smiling. The alarm clock still woke up Zhang Yang on time.

Good or bad, time always moves forward. Hurry up or not, no one will pay for your mistakes, come on Zhang Yang, three years later, he will be a good man again.

Everything is not as tired as imagined, and getting up in the morning does not seem to feel like before, is this the so-called human potential is unlimited?

If it were according to the past, I guess I might not dare to think about it, thinking that I would definitely be tired to death. Look, it's been three days now, isn't it still alive!

The "mobile phone bell" rang.

Zhang Yang clicked on it and took a look, it was a small video sent by Liu Huanhuan. The baby was lying on the sofa, turning left and right, with a childish smile on his little face, and the last one turned over and didn't turn over well, and he couldn't get up from lying there.

It's so cute, Zhang Yang's heart is about to melt. Before I knew it, Xiaobao was also 6 months old.

Work hard to get through this difficult time. Maybe God is just trying to refine a better version of yourself.

Zhang Yang quickly dressed and washed, and the race against time officially began. Everything is really nothing that can't be done, only unexpected, five minutes to get it, go out.

"Standing like a pine, walking like a gust of wind, we have divine skills in China, and China has divine skills" In the square outside the dormitory, a group of old ladies and grandfathers practiced Tai Chi there, the wind blew gently, and the trees swayed gently. Life turned out to be so good.

Zhang Yang raised his steps and ran, the time was pressing, running, exercising and catching up with the time.

"One breath and three exhales, this running feels so good, it's just a pleasure, the wind, the green leaves, the soft light, and the bright red flowers on the side of the road. Zhang Yang hadn't run enough, and he had already arrived at the company.

The time was only 8:25, and the colleagues were still happily chatting under the tree at the entrance of the company.