Lin Qinghuan looked at the red renminbi scattered on the bed, his heart was beating wildly, the whole person was prostrate on a pile of money, breathing heavily, like a grunt in the movie Lord of the Rings, holding the ring and chanting "my precious" over and over again.

But soon he calmed down, stacking a thousand, and how many were still waiting for him to count.

Before he could count halfway, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Lin Qinghuan instinctively covered the money with a quilt, tried his best to hide his panic, walked to the door and asked in a whisper, "What's the matter?"

The person outside the door claimed that he had just moved from upstairs, the room had tripped and the power went out, and only Lin Qinghuan was still lit in the whole building, so he wanted to borrow a flashlight.

Lin Qinghuan was suspicious and took a flashlight, because Lin Qinghuan chose a relatively remote residence in order to save money, there was no monitoring, and there was no perfect security system, and basically all residents had an iron chain installed in the door. Lin Qinghuan didn't open the chain, and after opening the door, he handed the flashlight out through the gap.

Unexpectedly, the moment the door was opened, a huge plier reached in through the gap outside the door and clamped directly on the chain, Lin Qinghuan wanted to close the door back, but the valve did not move at all with all his might.

Two seconds later, the chain broke, and two men rushed in......

When Lin Qinghuan woke up, he found himself lying on the bed, and immediately got up and lifted the quilt, and sure enough, all the money was gone.

I wanted to call the police, but my phone was nowhere to be found.

After being stunned in place for a long time, Lin Qinghuan finally felt the soreness all over his body.

Immediately went to the bathroom to check the injury, fortunately, there was no sign of blood staining red on his body, Lin Qinghuan looked at himself in the mirror, and after a long time, he broke the mirror with one punch, and there were two small wounds on the back of his hand.

Lin Qinghuan had a huge hatred in his heart, and he didn't know whether he hated the casino, hated himself, or hated the disease.

He should have expected that the underground casinos that engage in illegal activities would not be so kind.

I just had a little hope, but before I had time to be happy, my hope was shattered, Lin Qinghuan thought in his heart, he just wanted to live, in this peaceful and prosperous world, is it wrong for a person to want to live. Maybe you shouldn't lie to yourself that you have hope that you shouldn't have.

The money was won by illegal gambling, and Lin Qinghuan should have lost.

Lin Qinghuan didn't have 400,000 in the first place.

If you don't have it, you can't lose it.

Even if it's his only chance to live.

Lin Qinghuan tried to convince himself with various reasons and forcibly calmed down.

At this time, he suddenly thought of someone, his playmate when he was a child, one year older than Lin Qinghuan, when Lin Qinghuan was bullied when he was a child, he would bring Lin Qinghuan, who was only willing at the time, back to be bullied one by one.

Unlike Lin Qinghuan, he has not been interested in learning since he was a child, but he has never been afraid of anyone in the fight, and he doesn't know how much bullying he has blocked for Lin Qinghuan. Like many boys at that time, he had a dream of being a troubled boy, and he couldn't talk and do things socially, so he was very righteous to Lin Qinghuan.

After going to junior high school, Lin Qinghuan is naturally dedicated to studying, and his playmates are mixed with various "like-minded" friends all day long, and different ways of life and learning make Lin Qinghuan gradually part ways with him, although there is less and less contact, but every time Lin Qinghuan encounters trouble, he will basically appear.

When Lin Qinghuan was admitted to a relatively good local high school, the two had less contact, Lin Qinghuan's playmate went out of society, dyed his hair and got tattoos, and in his second year of high school, there was an unfortunate news that his childhood playmate was imprisoned and sentenced to nine years, and later reduced to seven years.

Of course, Lin Qinghuan didn't know what he had done, but he vaguely guessed it.

After Lin Qinghuan graduated from high school, he went to visit the prison once, and after that, Lin Qinghuan, who devoted himself to making money and cultivating his ability to prepare for entering society, basically gradually forgot about this matter.

Six years have passed in a trance, and it seems that he is also going to be released from prison.

Lin Qinghuan suddenly wanted to visit the prison.

After taking a shower and cleaning up his body, Lin Qinghuan began to rummage through the corners where the money was hidden, under the cabinet, the mezzanine of the book, and the brick joints, which were not bad, and turned out two or three thousand yuan.

On the way, Lin Qinghuan bought two Chinese cigarettes. I remember the last time I went four years ago, that guy still disliked Lin Qinghuan for not bringing cigarettes.

The prison is far away, not in the city, but it's only a two-hour drive.

Lin Qinghuan was in a coma for one night, and when he arrived in another city, it was not yet noon.

Lin Qinghuan bought a relatively cheap mobile phone at the same time, Lin Qinghuan, who made money to buy a mobile phone soon after going to college, has long been accustomed to the convenience of instant messaging, and without a mobile phone by his side, he feels as if he is isolated from the world, although he has not had a phone or a text message for ten days and half a month when he takes the mobile phone, but he can't stand the feeling of isolation.

The mobile phone is a flip cover, although the network speed is slower than his previous mobile phone, but the small things like calling and texting to chat about QQ can still be satisfied.

I don't know if it's some kind of fate destined in the dark or a small probability event comparable to tossing a coin and standing up, Lin Qinghuan was going to a bus stop in the prison and saw the little fat Taoist priest again, which made him feel the urge to take a detour.

It's still the same makeup that looks like it's flat, round sunglasses, a looming mysterious smile, and sits the chair into a rocking chair posture, the only difference is that the stereo next to it is "I want to become, in the fairy tale, the angel you love, spread your hands, and become wings to protect you......"

I don't know, I thought that his old man was on the street to experience life, and he was the first person to be able to do the hard-earned work of setting up a stall on the street to tell fortunes so comfortably.

Lin Qinghuan, who was a little deliberately hiding himself, was still recognized by the little fat Taoist.

"A man who is as stylish as me is like a firefly in the dark, no matter where he goes, he can't hide that unique temperament. "The little fat Taoist priest's somewhat exaggerated description still has that unique accent.

Lin Qinghuan still ignored him, but after all, the little fat Taoist priest had been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, and he had never seen any kind of person, so he continued to talk to himself trying to attract Lin Qinghuan, a "potential customer".

If you blindly pursue welfare and forcibly escape from the disaster, go against the sky, the end can be imagined, it will only cause more disasters, the world is also true, the world is endless, why can't the donor calmly face the blessing and misfortune of the door. The little fat Taoist priest's words suddenly became serious, which made Lin Qinghuan a little moved, thinking about the meaning of these words, but he still didn't get closer.

When Lin Qinghuan stepped on the bus again, the little fat Taoist priest sighed, "Others laugh at me for being too handsome, I laugh at others and can't see through it!"