After earning the first pot of gold, Mo Xie was finally late for a real hot meal before the arrival of the New Year.

Rice bowl with two omelettes and a bottle of Coke, this is Mo Ye's favorite enjoyment.

Mo Xie is not good at drinking, he used to have no money, and he couldn't afford to buy any wine. In the same way, he has never been exposed to cigarettes. Old classmates who used to be together all said that he didn't have the kind of romance that belonged to men.

And now that he suddenly has money, Mo Ye doesn't know how to spend it.

He grew up in an orphanage, and he didn't have any relatives, and the number directory in his phone was empty, just like his empty heart at this time.

Therefore, he was afraid to go out, afraid to watch the excitement of others, and he could only nest in a corner, alone in front of a rice bowl.

So, he ordered takeout and sat alone on the bed eating.

"What will my future look like......" Mo Xie suddenly remembered such a question, although he was very confused about the future in the past, he still had a general direction:

Get a decent job, in this small city, and ride or take the bus to work tomorrow. The salary is not much, and after paying the four golds, I can maintain a month's life, and there is still extra money to be deposited in the bank.

It's not that he hasn't thought about it farther, but he also knows that it's useless to think about things that are so far away.

But now, Yiqiē is becoming more and more uncertain, and he can no longer imagine where his future holds.

"Rustle~"

The sound of the pages turning was a little abrupt in Mo Ye's quiet room, where only the sound of chewing food remained, and it was so rough that it made people feel like they were touching parchment.

"What's going on?" Mo Ye hurriedly put down the food in his hand and picked up the Holy Text.

"This month's top bag task has arrived, please choose to accept!" The big text was dim under the lamp at the head of the bed, and it was impossible to make out its original seze. However, Mo Xie instinctively thought that they were red, dark red after the blood coagulated.

"Hey!Didn't I just take over a top bag commission?!" Mo Xie almost shook off the book in his hand, "Why did you come again?!Didn't you say once a month?!"

"The last task was a disciplinary model, not a task in the real sense, so it is not included in the monthly guarantee......" A large series of texts clearly list the items and items, which very clearly illustrates the essence of this book as a businessman - squeezing labor and squeezing surplus value.

"......" Mo Ye calmly did not choose to reason with it, after all, he had just been "released", and he was still in awe of this prison leader.

"Do I have a choice?" Mo Xie sighed secretly, but he didn't want to get the answer from the Holy Scripture:

"Yes!"

"Oh?"

"Out of Control", "Resident Evil 2", "Ghost Street", "Scream", ...... Well, and "The Sorcerer's Apprentice", these scenes are basically qualified for you to enter if you are still a mortal, although some of them are only up to the minimum standard......"

It seems that in the eyes of the Holy Scripture, Mo Ye can only be regarded as a scum......

"Can you be more specific? Let's talk about "Super Runaway" and "The Magician's Apprentice", after all, there are bloody scenes in these two Mo Ye...... "Mo Ye really doesn't want to enter a film like "Resident Evil" anymore, especially a dead end like the second part, think about it, you know, what kind of person will look for him.

"Oh, personal construction, "Super Runaway" is more suitable for you, after all, you just need to eat in it and wait for death. In The Sorcerer's Apprentice, the guy looking for your top bag is being held to the head by the villain Hornhorn with a wand. I don't know if it's Mo Ye's delusion, he obviously felt the ill-intentioned between the lines on the page.

"How long after choosing do I have to enter?" Mo Xie didn't rush to make a choice, but asked such a question, which was crucial, he had to get time to do his homework.

"Three days. "There are no more words in the Holy Text, only those two options glitter on the pages, as if calling Mo Xie to make a choice.

"Smack!" Mo Xie closed the book, and the whole person fell on the bed, he looked at the ceiling and was silent for a long time.

The takeaway he ordered hadn't been eaten a few bites yet, and the calories attached to the food were constantly being lost, like a time that would never go back, disappearing into the indifferent air.

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When a person is drunk and desperate, he is often unknown, and you will never know, at that time he will want someone to be able to bear this qiē in his place.

Andrew, an ordinary high school student, wears clothes that were bought at a bargain last year's change of season. As the saying goes, people rely on clothes, and Buddha depends on gold, so it is difficult for him to attract attention in the crowd - although he does not want to be noticed by anyone.

Today is a damn son for him.

"Andrew, you won't be using it tomorrow!"

A scathing voice accompanied by an equally scathing prolongation made Andrew's lowered head a few points lower.

"I'm sorry......" he tried to explain, but couldn't say anything for a long time.

He has been working part-time at this restaurant for a long time, and every day he has endless dishes that can be served and washed. To be honest, people who have a bit of a pursuit of this kind of work will not do it.

But he, a high school student, did it, he needed money, he needed money urgently.

It was the only job he could find that paid him every day, and he was fired on his third day on the job.

The reason is just that he accidentally broke a plate.

The fat supervisor in the restaurant spewed his spit in Andrew's face like an irrigator spraying water on the lawn outside.

"These three days are the probationary period, so don't try to get the money!

Andrew wanted to argue something, but finally gave up, and the whole hall was watching him, which made his face feverish, almost to the rhythm of frying eggs.

"Forget it, let's go......" He lowered his head, not knowing how he got out of the restaurant, but when he came back to his senses, he found that he had already returned home.

"Andrew, what are you doing, you're back so late, you're sought, boy, your mother can't wait for your medicine!" Andrew scolded his father in the shabby room.

His tears were in his eyes, but he could only hold them back.

That's right, he is the protagonist of "Super Runaway", Andrew, the unlucky and lucky ** silk, although the final ending is a tragedy, but he is still an ordinary high school student

"I'm sorry......" Andrew went out part-time behind his family's back, and wanted to earn some money to buy medicine for his mother, but at this time, his hopes were disappointed.

"No! there's still some medicine left, she's already asleep!Tap when you go up!" The balding middle-aged man was rough with Andrew, but with rare tenderness when he spoke of his mother.

“ok。 Andrew wiped his nose with his sleeve, trying to look calm.

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