The next morning, the sun was shining, and people had no idea that there had been a massacre last night, and there was a river of blood.

It's rush hour to work, the flow of people on the road, and the traffic.

Zhang Yifei did not return home last night, but wandered in the dark of Yanjing all night.

Looking at the cars coming and going on the road, the hurried crowd, Zhang Yifei felt an unprecedented emptiness and dazed at this moment.

It was as if I had suddenly walked from barrenness to prosperity, and everything around me became so unfamiliar, like a world away.

Zhang Yifei smiled bitterly, it turned out that he was still a little out of place with the world, he felt that he was still a bit like a cactus in the desert, no matter what he became, the world was still so pompous and restless in his eyes, as if all the prosperity was just piled up on a cloud of empty light and shadow. Through this layer of empty prosperity, he only saw a lifeless steel jungle, and the ants and creatures running around the jungle.

Suddenly, Zhang Yifei felt hungry, looked around, his eyes lit up, Master Kong's instant noodles, Zhang Yifei felt as if he hadn't eaten this thing for a long time, and bought a bucket of Master Kong without any hesitation.

Squatting on the side of the road, like a migrant worker who has gone to the city to work, ignoring the strange and disdainful gaze of others, he takes a plastic fork and eats and drinks.

"Master Kong still tastes like this.good." Zhang Yifei changed and said.

For Zhang Yifei, he really doesn't care much, and besides, no one knows him here, and he used to do this kind of thing a lot, but now it's just reliving old dreams.

Besides, no matter how noble a person is, no matter how noble the food is, the that comes out is actually the same smell.

Indecent metaphor, but it's true.

After a few sips of instant noodles, Zhang Yifei put the box in front of him, and then lit a red tower mountain.In the smoke.Passing by the noble white-collar workers and OLYs around him, it seemed to turn into a ghostly ghost.The ugliness and gloom were covered by gorgeous clothes.The funny thing is.When a suit or skirt worth tens of thousands of dollars is worn on the body.The ghosts suddenly feel that they have become sincere.They forget.If you don't have a good surname.If you don't have a good name.Brave.Hardworking and so on.The demon will always be a demon.No matter how gorgeous and expensive clothes are, it will not become sincere.

Zhang Yifei was just getting up to go home, only to hear a "clanging" crisp sound, and suddenly there were two more one-yuan coins in the box of instant noodles that he had just finished eating.

Zhang Yifei looked up, a fashionable white-collar woman in a high-end dress hurriedly walked by, Zhang Yifei only had time to see a little charity and a little contempt in her eyes.

"Hey, the woman with a thick bra pad and a C cup, you stop." Zhang Yifei hurriedly called out to the woman.

The female white-collar worker was stunned, and her face was already ugly when she turned her head.

"Why are you so unqualified?"

Zhang Yifei lifted the box of Master Kong's instant noodles and shook it.

"What do you mean by throwing money into my rice bowl, when I ask for food."

"Aren't you?"

"Lao Tzu is a billionaire.

The female white-collar worker froze, and then muttered: "This person who asks for food is still a psychopath......

Zhang Yifei was stunned for a moment, and it seemed that he was going to ask for food, and he sighed and said: "The eyes are really sharp, and you can see this...... Billionaires with neurotic disease."

The female white-collar worker was so frightened that she couldn't help but take a step back.

Zhang Yifei calmly put the coin in his pocket, and then glared at her: "I will forgive you this time, you are not allowed to treat me as a beggar next time, if you throw me money again, I will continue to forgive you."

The female white-collar worker screamed and fled.

Looking at the female white-collar worker who was fleeing in the wilderness, Zhang Yifei muttered: "Am I so scary, why do you run so fast?"

In fact, Zhang Yifei is scary, but he is dressed like this, it is really unusual, he fought with Velez last night, he didn't change his clothes at all, now he is dirty, and his clothes have become tattered, the most important thing is that Zhang Yifei didn't know that he slept there all night last night, and now the whole person looks like he just crawled out of the mound.

At this moment, Zhang Yifei's mobile phone rang.

"Damn, I just forgot to tell him, Lao Tzu is a person with a mobile phone, the one who asks for food has a mobile phone." Zhang Yifei slowly took out his mobile phone and was stunned after seeing the phone number displayed on his mobile phone.

"Hey, wife." Zhang Yifei hurriedly answered the phone and said.

"Zhang Yifei, it turns out that you are not dead, I thought you were dead." Shao Ningdie's unhappy voice came from the phone.

Yesterday, when she and the old dean came home, she felt that Zhang Yifei should come back, but left and right, this bastard didn't come back at all, and he didn't even call his phone.

Zhang Yifei smiled and said, "How could I die, we just had sex together, and I just tasted this wonderful taste, and I can't bear to die."

"You might as well die."

"Aren't you going to be a widow when I'm dead?"

"I'm glad to be widowed."

"Okay." Zhang Yifei was speechless for an instant.

"Where are you now?"

"On the side of the road." Speaking of this, Zhang Yifei's face instantly darkened: "Wife, you don't know, just now there was a woman who treated me as a begging for food, and she also gave me a few coins. I told her that I was a billionaire, and she actually said that I was a psychopath."

Shao Ningdie's head is full of black lines.This guy is starting to run the train with his mouth full again.

"I think you're a psychopath."

"What I'm saying this time is true."

"Well, you can ask someone to give you a few hundred and go home." After Shao Ningdie finished speaking, she hung up the phone with a bang.

Even she didn't know why she was so angry.

Zhang Yifei listened to the busy sound in the mobile phone, and instantly wanted to cry without tears.

Sighed softly, looked at the bus stop next to him, Zhang Yifei made up his mind that these coins could not be wasted, just let himself take the bus home.

On the bus, everyone was looking at Zhang Yifei's eyes full of disdain.

"What do you see, I've never seen migrant workers enter the city." Zhang Yifei looked at the people on the bus with righteous words and said: "Put your family's household registration book upside down for eight generations, you are all migrant workers."