Sandao felt that he had never been so busy and tired as he was now. Even when facing the Heavenly Dao Nine Tribulation Thunder, he didn't feel so tired.

He was so busy that he didn't even have time to eat.

He did an open-back and waist-relaxing massage for eight aunts in one go, pressing it from noon to night. Then, he charged thirty yuan per aunt.

He thought, it costs fifty yuan to take a break in the alley, and he only receives thirty for him to work so hard.

He felt that he had lost a lot, that he had lost a lot. He told He Xiuxiu that if the price was unreasonable in the future, he would not help people massage again. Then He Xiuxiu said: "Press it or not, it's not up to you to decide!"

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After dinner, Sandao supported his somewhat sad cheeks with his hands and leaned against the counter in a daze. He said to himself: "I can actually go and open a Chinese medicine massage hall, and then accept a group of apprentices." It's sure to make a lot of money!"

"Then what are you waiting for!" He Xiuxiu said while cleaning up the dining table, "Go quickly." But don't get any money from me!"

"I'm just saying!" Sandao smiled bitterly, he watched He Xiuxiu fiddling with his plump buttocks and charming lines in front of the dining table, and his heart suddenly became a little hot inexplicably.

In this scorching summer, although the air conditioning in the store is still quite powerful, the restlessness at the moment obviously comes from every nerve. It was as if a sultry warm current was constantly impacting every vein of the three knives. He felt that he was inexplicably excited, and inexplicably wanted to get to know He Xiuxiu more deeply and thoroughly.

Then, He Xiuxiu found the wolf-like eyes of the three knives. Moreover, He Xiuxiu also noticed that the neckline of her white T-shirt was venting a beautiful scenery outside.

She straightened up and threw the rag in her hand on the table, ready to reprimand. But as soon as her words reached her mouth, she saw a bright red flowing from Sandao's nose.

"You have a nosebleed?" she said, reversing her tone and words. At the same time, he seemed a little embarrassed and shy.

After the three knives, he consciously wiped his nose and mouth with his hand, and after making sure that he really had a nosebleed, he laughed dryly a few times and said, "The weather is too stuffy." You're not stuffy, I'll drink some herbal tea to reduce the fire!"

His mouth was full of logic, but his eyes were still glancing at He Xiuxiu's neckline from time to time. It wasn't until He Xiuxiu's eyes began to become sharp that he withdrew his greedy gaze, and then whistled and said casually: "It's really strange, why are there no guests all of a sudden!"

He Xiuxiu listened to Sandao's muttering, and muttered with some disdain, "Don't look at what time it is!"

After cleaning up the dining table, He Xiuxiu glanced up at the hanging clock hanging on the wall, and then said as if she suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I have to go to the hospital to see Hui'er." She said as she took out a bunch of keys from her bag, removed another key from it and threw it to Sandao: "You'll get off work when it's time to go, don't forget to lock the door!"

Sandao took the key and smiled. Say, "Howler!"

He Xiuxiu's departure did not let Sandao find a reason to be lazy. Or, he simply doesn't have the time to be lazy. He began to blame himself for the crow's mouth, because until then he had been babbling about why there were no guests all of a sudden. And now, these sudden guests seem to have been specially sent by God to punish him for his leisure.

In addition to grabbing medicine, they also told Sandao how their friends and neighbors praised Sandao's medical skills and massage in front of them. So they undoubtedly came here with admiration, and even when they came, they didn't even think about what kind of illness they were going to see here.

By the time all the customers had left, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. Sandao deliberately stayed in the store for a while, maybe he wanted He Xiuxiu to see his dedication. But it's a pity that He Xiuxiu didn't come until ten o'clock.

originally thought that He Xiuxiu would be relieved after seeing her conscientiousness. Maybe you'll have a late-night snack, maybe a few drinks together, maybe you'll have to send yourself home. Maybe after three rounds of drinking, what kind of passion can be born.

And all of this was finally shattered by the hand towards ten o'clock in the wall clock. It's like a sharp dagger, one knife at a time, with three beautiful expectations. Until all the good is gone, until all the patience is gone.

Sandao can't wait. He was sure that He Xiuxiu would definitely not come back. Maybe she's back home, maybe she's going to spend the night in the hospital with her sister, maybe she's in a bar, she's on a neon-lit street, sipping a smooth beer and eating a steaming barbecue.

As soon as I thought of this, I didn't want to wait. He took ten dollars from the cash drawer at the counter and left the Minsheng Hall with the door locked.

He thought of many possibilities that He Xiuxiu didn't return here, but the only thing he didn't expect was that He Xiuxiu might be suffering and bad luck right now.

A noodle shop next to an old neighborhood is still lit. Sandao ate a bowl of green pepper shredded pork noodles here before returning home to rest.

The next day, Sandao still ate a bowl of green pepper shredded pork noodles in a noodle restaurant next to this community, and the two bowls of noodles cost him exactly ten yuan. Originally, He Xiuxiu would always bring a few steamed buns for Sandao, but I don't know why, Sandao always felt that he should eat first today.

Perhaps, he has felt so since last night. Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken ten dollars from the cash drawer by mistake. That seemed to him to be an instinct. But at this moment, he inexplicably felt that it was like an omen. But the thought flashed through his head and never came back again.

After breakfast, it was more than eight o'clock when I walked all the way to the door of the store. Sandao deliberately slowed down a little, he felt that he might be able to meet He Xiuxiu in this way. Even when he was almost at the door of the store, he looked back from time to time.

He Xiuxiu's car didn't stop where she had been parking, which was a clear sign that she hadn't come yet.

The door was locked, and this attitude was undoubtedly maintained overnight without being disturbed. So, He Xiuxiu really didn't come back last night. But maybe she came and didn't open the door. Sandao thought about it for a moment, followed the door and walked in.

It was more than nine o'clock after grabbing the medicine for the first customer who came to the door, but He Xiuxiu had not yet come.

"You won't run away last night, will you!" said Santo, leaning against the counter, muttering to himself. But there was an inexplicable feeling of uneasiness in my heart. He grabbed the phone in front of the counter, but only then did he remember that he didn't know He Xiuxiu's phone number at all.

He slowly put the phone down in a bit of a daze, and kept his eyes on the empty space outside the door.

When the meal was approaching, He Xiuxiu finally came. She staggered a little, the blinding sunlight blocking out all expression on her face as she walked through the door. But from the sound of her shuffling footsteps, it seemed that the stiffness of her body could be clearly felt. And this is undoubtedly a gloomy mood at work.

"Yo, here it is!" Sandao couldn't help but tease as he looked at the silhouette that was shining in the sun. But he soon noticed that something was wrong.

He frowned slightly, and then walked out of the counter and came to He Xiuxiu. The sunlight no longer looked so dazzling, and Sandao saw clearly that He Xiuxiu's gloomy face still had a bruise.

She was injured.

The corners of her mouth and forehead were bruised. She looked listless and even depressed.

"What's wrong?" asked Sandao.

He Xiuxiu was silent for a while. Putting down the bag, he said colorlessly, "Knocked!"

Sandao was also silent for a while. Then he raised his voice and said, "Fart!" and he yelled, "Say, who the fuck did this!"