"Little Pony." Wang Xiaohu shouted casually, his eyes were lonely, and he didn't even dare to look directly at Ma Ziming.

"What's wrong?" In Ma Ziming's eyes, Wang Xiaohu is always a child.

"I..." Xiaohu choked up.

"What a gift for your class flower!" Although Ma Ziming asked casually, it seemed to sting Wang Xiaohu's heart.

Xiaohu choked up, his eyes full of tears, "I'm out of love." ”

In fact, Ma Ziming vaguely guessed this result before, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly, he patted Wang Xiaohu's shoulder: "Let's go, brother will take you to drink." ”

Ma Ziming got up after speaking, and Wang Xiaohu also followed behind Ma Ziming when he heard that he was drinking.

"Bang bang bang!" Ma Ziming knocked on the store that had closed.

The shopkeeper was a middle-aged balding man, he stretched his waist and reluctantly opened the door of the shop, "It's almost twelve o'clock, who doesn't sleep!" ”

Ma Ziming didn't say a word, and pushed the owner of the shop, "Is there any beer?" ”

The shopkeeper pointed to the shelves with his finger, "Inside, find it yourself." ”

"Xiaohu, go." Ma Ziming and Wang Xiaohu moved a box of canned beer, and took chicken feet, peanuts, ham sausages and the like.

The shopkeeper, who had just turned on the TV, saw the two of them holding big bags and small bags and said, "Can you two drink so much wine?" ”

"No problem." Ma Ziming waved his hand.

"What's the matter, I'm out of love." The shopkeeper saw that Wang Xiaohu looked dejected.

"How much." Ma Ziming took out his wallet.

"One hundred and twenty-eight." The boss took the calculator and did the math again.

"I'll give you a hundred and fifteen, and I'll get me a good box of cigarettes." Ma Ziming threw one hundred and fifty yuan to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper took the money with a whoosh, "Okay! Grab your cigarettes. ”

Ma Ziming took the cigarette and carried a box of canned beer directly to the park.

Putting down the beer box, Ma Ziming opened a box of beer, opened a can directly, and handed it to Wang Xiaohu, "Falling out of love, I have no other way but to drink." ”

Wang Xiaohu took the wine bottle without ambiguity, and dried it in one go, "Cool!" After drinking, he threw the bottle directly to the ground.

Ma Ziming also drained the beer in the cup, "What's not to say happily." ”

Wang Xiaohu didn't speak, and he drank another can of beer.

After a while, Wang Xiaohu began to float, "Han Hongwei, what are you doing, aren't you rich?" ”

Wang Xiaohu said as he spoke, and after a while, the ground was already full of cans of beer bottles.

Ma Ziming lifted the can of beer and took a sip by himself, "Wine is a good thing!" It will make you forget a lot of troubles! ”

"Stinky, when Lao Tzu has money, I'll use the money to kill you." Wang Xiaohu slammed the can of beer to the ground and kicked it flat.

Hearing Ma Ziming say this, Ma Ziming couldn't help but sigh that the world has become faster, girls like little ruffians when they were young, and now girls have become realistic.

After a while, Wang Xiaohu's tears were handful, and all the bitter water in his stomach poured out.

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Wang Xiaohu was still scolding the street, "I ran all over the streets and alleys, but what about you, you didn't even look at me・・・・・"

Wang Xiaohu cried as he spoke.

Ma Ziming couldn't think of who was to blame for this, God gave him birth in such a family, what could he do?

The reason why Ma Ziming is willing to help Wang Xiaohu and even accompany him to drink is that many times Wang Xiaohu has his shadow on him, and Wang Xiaohu can't afford to give away an iPhone.

He is not a poor ghost, no car and no house, who wants to marry him, so far nothing has been accomplished, in the final analysis, both of them are **silk, but Ma Ziming is a big **silk, and Wang Xiaohu is a small **silk.

The night was deep, and the gazebo in the park was littered with cans of beer.

The two men walked back to Civilian Street with their arms in hand.

Ma Ziming patted Wang Xiaohu's shoulder, "Don't resent others, as long as you work hard, you will do it." ”

"Hmm!" Wang Xiaohu nodded, "Brother Xiaoma, I also want to be a powerful person like you." At this moment, how envious he is of being a person like Ma Ziming.

"Why!" Ma Ziming asked with a smile.

"I heard that the boss who opened Yaochi is rich, he has to be polite when he sees you, you are not good." Wang Xiaohu said innocently.

"Silly boy, that's what he asked me for." Ma Ziming shook his head: "Forget it, you don't understand what I'm telling you to do here." ”

"I know, it's he who needs your help." Wang Xiaohu stared at Ma Ziming and said.

"Hey, hey!" Ma Ziming touched Wang Xiaohu's head, "Stinky boy, you know a lot, go home early!" ”

"Hmm!" Wang Xiaohu nodded and walked back home, Wang Zhijun at the door of the house saw that the big stone in his son's heart had finally fallen when he returned home, and he was just about to say something, but was stopped by his wife: "Don't say it, the child must have something on his mind." ”

Ma Ziming and Wang Zhijun exchanged a few words, then went upstairs, ended the day's life, and lay on the bed and fell asleep.

And this night, Wang Xiaohu lay on the bed and tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, imagining his girl Li Rongrong, he fantasized about all kinds of things with Li Rongrong, but he felt that it was impossible, and slowly fell asleep in this entanglement.

In the following days, Ma Ziming got up every morning to run, and during the day, he took Huang Lin and others everywhere to start shopping to prepare for the opening of the new store.

Wang Xiaohu went to class as always, skipping class more often, and he gradually became silent, and he also overheard that the squad leader Han Hongwei had brought Li Rongrong to the hotel, as for what happened, young people understand, Wang Xiaohu called his good brother to be drunk and unconscious every day.

During this time, Ma Ziming was almost all purchasing, from furniture, tableware, etc., the procurement was almost complete, and it was almost time to recruit people, under the introduction of Sun Fei, Ma Ziming successfully dug a chef from the big hotel in the city, and the back kitchen was basically stable, just the front hall, and the decoration could be completed next week according to the schedule.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Ma Ziming arrived at the store from his home, and went upstairs all the way, not only did he not see Huang Lin's figure, but he saw a large group of decoration workers playing poker on the ground.

"Call the landlord." A man covered in white ash said.

"Kick." Another man smoking a dry cigarette said.

However, the group didn't recognize the young man passing by in front of them as the boss.

Ma Ziming also understands that it is not easy to do these jobs. It's okay to be tired and rest.

Ma Ziming walked quickly to the office on the second floor, and the so-called decoration he saw all the way was miserable, and he didn't start construction at all.

Huang Lin is not there, the contractor is not there, where is this group of workers decorating, it is clear that they are grinding foreign workers, and defrauding him of Ma Ziming's money.

Ma Ziming took out his mobile phone angrily, "You fucking get back for me." ”

Huang Lin in the Internet café on the other end of the phone was scared, "Brother, I'll be there soon." ”