"And what are you going to do with this fat man?" Zheng Jing still wanted to stump Feng Wu.

"It's simple, let's let him dream!"

After that, Feng Wu nodded on the fat man's eyebrows.

At this time, the fat man's consciousness was originally in a comatose state, but he suddenly woke up, and a more familiar scene appeared in front of him, the nightclub where he worked back then.

A familiar figure appeared in front of him, it was Xiaocui, who had been with her for the past few years, and the fat man kept calling her, but she didn't get a response.

Xiao Cui's expression was a little trance, as if she had experienced something big, and suddenly, a man in a black suit walked up to Xiao Cui's side and said something to her, Xiao Cui's already not very good face was a little defeated.

The fat man heard the man's whisper, and he asked Xiao Cui to accompany the * her guest, and then Xiao Cui could only pack up her makeup and walk into the box, and the fat man also walked in.

Everything is so familiar. The fat man thought he was about to appear, but he didn't wait for things to go as he thought, and once again she played with the guest and his friends, leaving with a lot of money in her clothes.

And the fat man watched from the sidelines as those people pressed down on his woman again and again, angry, angry, and finally paralyzed, because he was just a bystander.

Then Xiaocui committed suicide by jumping off the building the next day, she gave all her money to the fat man after she died, and also left him a letter, the fat man watched Xiaocui write a letter, and then watched Xiaocui jump off the building.

He was tired of crying and shouting, and the scene mixed with the memories in his mind, and a wave of extremely intense pain woke him up from his dream.

"Wake up, do you remember where you put that letter, take it out and take a look!" Feng Wu said as he looked at the fat man who woke up.

When the fat man heard Feng Wu's words, he rushed to his bedroom without the slightest hesitation, and then there was a sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, followed by a burst of crying.

Feng Wu and the others also walked into the bedroom, and the fat man sat on the ground with a piece of letter in his hand, crying incessantly.

Zheng Jing was a little curious, and tentatively reached out to get the letter in the fat man's hand, but she didn't expect to get it with a light tug, looking at the content of the letter, her expression suddenly became richer.

The content of the letter is completely different from the previous story, Xiao Cui did not say in the letter that she loves fat people, and even complained that fat people hurt themselves, but he is still a fat man who has brought a beam of light to his dark world, but this world has made her a little unable to live, so she chose to commit suicide.

"So the previous story was all the fantasy of this fat man!" Zheng Jing was a little reluctant to believe it.

Although the previous story is as miserable, the love in that story is still more admirable, but if everything is fake, it is inevitably a little too real!

The fat man didn't rush to the crown for love, the hero saved the beauty, and Xiaocui didn't have deep roots, and they got married when they came, and the story between them was only the helplessness of the darkness at the bottom of the society.

But the fat man blamed himself for Xiaocui's death and had a nervous breakdown, so he had the appearance of a ghost later.

Zheng Jing and Long Xiuxiu are a little embarrassed about the truth of the story, although the reality is cruel, it must be revealed, otherwise it will always be hidden in fantasy, and fantasy will be taken seriously.

On the way home, Feng Wu gave Zheng Jing another wave of harsh criticism and education, this time Zheng Jing did not have the previous rebellious mentality, and kept sitting obediently in the car without talking, which made Feng Wu feel that Zheng Jing seemed to have returned to the way the two first met.

But it doesn't seem to be quiet.,It's just a quiet caused by the autism of reality.。

After sending Zheng Jing home, Long Xiuxiu looked at Zheng Jing's slightly pitiful back and was a little confused, and asked Feng Wu, "Why are you humans so complicated?"

Suddenly hearing Long Xiuxiu's question, Feng Wu had a headache, why didn't this dragon study his own love, and began to rise to the philosophical level, who could explain this question to her clearly, Feng Wu closed his mouth and didn't answer, and walked straight in the direction of home.

Feng Wu returned home and found that Guan Weixin was also there, feeling a little rare, I heard her say that their company was busy with a new project recently, and if the negotiation was completed, it would increase a lot of income for the company, so Guan Weixin was often not seen recently.

Seeing the brisk back of the female president while cooking in the kitchen, Feng Wu knew that things should be done.

"Feng Wu, come to my room after dinner in a while, I have something to look for you. Guan Weixin said.

Feng Wu felt that there shouldn't be any major events recently, and he had also given Guan Weixin a divination, she had good luck recently, and she was basically able to make her wish come true.

After dinner, Feng Wu walked into Guan Weixin's room, and he found that Guan Weixin was trying on clothes, constantly comparing them with his own body.

"Feng Wu, which one do you think I wear better?" Guan Weixin pointed to the clothes she picked out.

Feng Wu put the "alternatives" on Guan Weixin's perfect figure, feeling that they were all impeccable beauty, and after some hesitation, he pointed to a white dress and said, "I think this white dress is the best." ”

"Okay, I'll wear this. ”

"Wei Xin, what are you looking for from me, won't it just help you pick out clothes!"

"Of course not, it's just that the company has completed a big order this time and is going to hold a banquet, I lack a male companion, you have to accompany me. ”

"Okay, okay, no problem. ”

Feng Wu actually didn't like to participate in banquets, he didn't like those people who flattered and didn't talk about facts, but it was undeniable that banquets were indeed a good means of communication.

Feng Wu still had some expectations for Guan Weixin's company's banquet, after all, it was just an internal banquet within the company, and it was mainly a celebration, so it should be more interesting.

Suddenly, Feng Wu seemed to think of something not very good, there was also a Long Xiuxiu by his side, if Feng Wu went to the banquet as Guan Weixin's male companion, it didn't seem good to have a Long Xiuxiu by his side.

Feng Wu's mind seemed to have appeared in the scene of Guan Weixin's employees spreading rumors in private, "No, it can't be like this, I have to think of a way." “

Even Feng Wu himself didn't notice it, now that he was thinking about things, he would more and more estimate Guan Weixin and Guan Yuqing's feelings, which was a great change for him who was indifferent by nature.

Although he didn't treat all living beings as ants before, he also had a feeling that "everyone here is garbage", and now he has more and more normal feelings.

"Yes, I can invite Zhao Dong to come to the banquet. ”

Long Xiuxiu, who was chasing the drama on the sofa, sneezed fiercely, feeling as if someone was calculating herself.