"You're here to tease me?" Zhu Liudao put his phone under the pillow, "By the way, how did you get in?" ”

"Don't hide, as if someone wants to rob you. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Your baby is so excited, the door is not locked. Don't look at it, I'm already locked. Mo Yifan sat down on the bed, "You showed your bravery in front of the beauties, but your sixth master's words made Xiaohuzi beg for love from me for a long time." Let me make amends in front of the sixth master and see if I can prevent him from going back. ”

"Isn't it better for the two of us to divide labor. Zhang Qi, I don't care about it? Zhu Liudao grabbed the cigarette from Mo Yifan's mouth and extinguished it in the ashtray.

"Your sixth master's words are just a spit and a pit. Who would dare not give you face. ”

"I also know that Zhang Qi is already very good, and it is not easy in such a short time. Forget it this time. ”

"It's not easy to know people, so I don't give them much money. I don't know that the current society can't do things without money. ”

"I know, go back to Zhang Qi's side." Zhu Liudao scratched his head, and the master knew that firewood and rice were expensive, "Eh! Asking for money is your purpose. ”

"Hey, hey! No. Tell you about Zhang Linming's situation. Of course Mo Yifan wouldn't admit it, "Do you know what the first thing that kid did when he came here?" ”

"What?"

"I followed the underworld here first and found four bodyguards."

"How do you know?"

"When you accompanied Yu Meiren on a stroll through the streets of Chinatown, I asked around. What do you think? I'm more dedicated than you. In front of Zhu Liudao, a person who is not used to the smell of smoke, Mo Yifan, who can't smoke, has to drink water instead.

"You're a ghost. It's rare for you to be so diligent. ”

"You're right. No rewards or anything? ”

"When you go back, you can ask Brother Dao for it."

"Huh! Hehe! ”

"What are you laughing at?"

The pillow that Zhu Liudao threw out was beaten back by Mo Yifan, "Show you something." Mo Yifan stretched out his hand in front of Zhu Liudao. Since Mo Yifan took off his wedding ring, he hadn't worn anything on his hands. Now, a ring appeared on the little finger.

"What do you show off with a broken ring? The woman who didn't open her eyes gave it? It's not a shemale. ”

"Say what? Take a good look. Mo Yifan's hand moved slightly, and a sharp small blade popped out of the ring, just on the side of his little thumb.

"I'll go! Such an interesting little thing. Take it down and lend it to me to play with. ”

"That's not going to work, it's mine. A good ladyboy sent it. ”

"Stingy!" Zhu Liudao pretended to be angry and leaned back on the head of the bed.

"Yours are here!" Mo Yifan casually placed an identical ring on the table. Zhu Liudao picked it up and looked at it carefully, and found that there was a small mechanism on one side of it, and it didn't take much strength to pop out a small knife. The inside of the ring is engraved with the character "six" written in Chinese.

"Huh! It seems that you have not been hanging out this day. "No thanks, I don't know if it's encouragement or show-off.

Brother for a long time, thank you seems a little raw. Without thanks, Mo Yifan felt very natural. "Go out, don't take the military stab with you. I don't know where you're hiding. Mo Yifan's eyes looked at the base of Zhu Liudao's thighs.

"Where do you look? Don't you have one? ”

"Ha-" Mo Yifan yawned, "I've been running for a day, I'm tired." I'm going to soak my feet, are you going? ”

"I'm not going. Tomorrow I should get to work. Can't leave you busy. ”

Mo Yifan, who walked to the door, turned back again, "Then you have to be the sixth master, there is a holiday with beautiful women." You can rest for two days. This kind of errand is wrapped up in my brother. ”

Mo Yifan took Xiaohuzi to soak his feet and lay on the bed, always feeling that there was something he didn't explain to Zhu Liudao, but he couldn't remember it, but looked at the text message on his mobile phone - "Yifan, I miss you, you have to take care of yourself." "I fell asleep with my phone in my arms.

There was a bright day, and Zhu Liudao, who was equal to Changyan in the hall, saw a girl in a pink short-sleeved sportswear, slowly walking towards him. Zhu Liudao rubbed his eyes and looked again, making sure that he was not mistaken. Look down and see that you are also wearing sportswear. I'm thinking: Is this the spirit of the heart?

He really didn't know that Yu Changyan would be wearing sportswear today. Before going abroad, he picked out this dress for him with Lin Wanru's eyes under the stubborn pestering of three and two people. There is only one reason: Zhu Liudao in jeans every day goes abroad, which is too embarrassing for the Chinese people.

"You're wearing one, too? What a coincidence! Yu Changyan's face was like a sunny day outside, so fascinated Zhu Liudao.

"yes."

I don't know if Yu Changyan has eaten enough of the food in Chinatown, or what. Yu Changyan took Zhu Liudao to the famous Grand Palace. Although Zhu Liudao was not interested in all the royal things under the influence of Mo Yifan, it did not prevent him from being held by Yu Changyan by the arm and entering the Grand Palace.

Zhu Liudao didn't know what the tour guide who introduced in Chinese said, only that Yu Changyan listened very carefully. The expression is focused, especially touching in the sunlight.

Entering the Jade Buddha Temple, Yu Changyan let go of the hand holding Zhu Liudao's arm, and folded his hands together, looking pious.

"You believe this?"

"What's wrong?" Yu Changyan, who had bowed and worshiped at a Buddha statue, finally stood up and picked up Zhu Liudao's question just now.

"Have a question?"

"Hmm!"

"Do you say that when you look at the Buddha below with your eyes, you are looking at your nose and your nose at your heart, or are you looking at all living beings with compassionate eyes?"

"Huh?" Yu Changyan saw the Buddha statue he had just worshipped, just as Zhu Liudao said, his eyes were half-open. "Perhaps, it's listening to the hearts of all beings." Yu Changyan stood aside to make room for the people behind and said.

"Huh!"

"What are you laughing at?"

"I asked a friend one day, and he said that he was despising everything in the world."

"You're still a good thinker."

"I can't talk about that, but I've been with Mo Da for a long time, and I seem to be a little fond of asking questions."

"Is Mo Da Mo Yifan? He doesn't look much like that. ”

"That's when no one answered him. He had to ask himself. ”

Sitting in a café outside the Grand Palace, Zhu Liudao looked at Yu Changyan, whose face was flushed because of the long walking time, and said, "Can I ask you another question?" ”

"Yes." Yu Changyan took a sip of coffee.

"How did you believe in Buddha? At your age, there are very few people who believe in religion. ”

After listening to Zhu Liudao's questioning, Yu Changyan's memory returned to many years ago:

It was a cold winter, and that winter was the coldest winter in the southern capital in Yu Changyan's memory. The traffickers who failed to sell her forced her to kneel on the edge of the cold road, begging from passers-by. Perhaps the people developed a disgust with the begging crook, and that day until the evening there was not a penny in her broken bowl.

Before she was about to faint hungry and cold, she saw a man dressed in beige throw a money-like piece into his bowl. She was overjoyed and took it out of the bowl, there was indeed an avatar, but it wasn't money. Just as she looked up in bewilderment for the mischievousman, a sixteen-seventeen brother took her into his arms and cried out bitterly, "Sister! Younger sister! ”

The traffickers who rushed to hear the sound punched and kicked the brother. As if mad, the elder brother took out a machete from his bosom and waved it like a god descending from heaven to drive away the trafficker.

Later, Yu Changyan knew that the piece of paper was a Buddha statue. She thought that her brother that day was an arhat sent by the Buddha to rescue her.

After listening to Yu Changyan's story with tears in his eyes, Zhu Liudao hugged Yu Changyan tightly in his arms, looked at the people and cars outside the window with blurred eyes, and secretly vowed: I will not let the girl in my arms shed another tear.

After a long time, Yu Changyan came out of the sadness of memories, got up from Zhu Liudao's arms, and said repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" ”

"So, you're Brother Dao's own sister."

"No, my brother's own sister died of illness when she was four years old. However, my brother said that I looked very similar to his sister's eyes at that time. In fact, my brother is also a hard-working person, and his parents have gone out to work since he was a child, leaving him to live with his sister and grandmother. When he was 14 years old, he sent away his grandmother and sister, and came to the city with hatred for his hometown and longing for his parents, only to know that his parents had become someone else's parents. So, in order to survive, they began to fight in the streets. You say, my brother and I, two bitter children abandoned by the world, can live to this day, is it the compassion of the Buddha? ”

"I don't know about this, but I believe that your life with Brother Dao will get better and better."

"Thank you!"

Yu Changyan, who opened her heart, was like a little swallow that kept moving, constantly recalling the bits and pieces of Brother Dao taking care of her by Zhu Liudao's side. From the café to Yu Changyan's room, from Yu Changyan sitting on the chair until she was lying in the quilt in a daze.

Gently took Yu Changyan's hand outside the quilt into the quilt, and gently left a kiss on Changyan's forehead, Zhu Liudao quietly returned to his room, sitting by the window and looking outside in a daze.

"Give me a cigarette!" This was Mo Yifan's first words to Zhu Liudao's room when he entered Zhu Liudao's room.

Looking at Zhu Liudao's gloomy face, Mo Yifan silently took out one and lit it for him. Standing aside, accompanied by Zhu Liudao silently smoking.

"I'm going to kill that bastard Zhang Linming!" Smoke and this sentence came out of Takeroku's mouth.

"No problem!" Mo Yifan's answer. He knew that something must have happened to Zhu Liudao on this day, but he didn't need to ask. He didn't know why Zhu Liudao had to kill Zhang Linming, but he didn't need to ask. What he needs to think about is how to take Zhang Linming's life, how to take half of the accounts and passwords in his hand before that, and after that, how they can return to Nandu with full shadows.