At the last moment, Mu Wanjin's mobile phone suddenly rang, and the ringtone sounded like a siren, which was extremely harsh in the silent night sky.

Mu Wanjin was obviously enraged by this sudden discordant note, glared, and raised the phone high above his head, seeing that the phone was about to be smashed to pieces in his anger.

The mobile phone drew a melancholy arc above his head, as Mu Wanjin's palm was falling, when it reached Mu Wanjin's chest, Mu Wanjin suddenly saw that the screen flashed with the avatar of his eldest brother Mu Wanli, and Mu Wanjin grabbed the mobile phone again in his hand.

Mu Wanjin put his mobile phone to his ear, and the anger just now was immediately replaced by sincere fear:

"Big brother." Mu Wanjin shouted timidly.

"You're dead, if you're really tired of being crooked, you can jump into the river, hang yourself, plant a pit, don't bother others."

Mu Wanli's voice was hoarse and sharp, ringing on the phone, as if some kind of sharp weapon was scraping on an iron plate.

Mu Wanjin had no choice but to move the phone to the side, as far away from his ears as possible, even so, Mu Wanli's voice still seemed very powerful, super penetrating, and the air trembled.

"You're trying to kill me, aren't you? Fooling around in that kind of place, don't you want to die? ”

"Big brother, I..." Mu Wanjin's mouth twitched, trying to explain to his eldest brother.

"Shut the for me." Mu Wanli blocked Mu Wanjin's mouth at once, and his voice was urgent and ruthless, as if he was afraid that Mu Wanjin would say something, "Hurry up and get out of here, don't stop for a moment, immediately, immediately." ”

Mu Wanjin hung up the phone, stood in place and was stunned, for a long time, before he came back to his senses, and glanced at the Supreme Cafe with palpitations, his body trembled strongly, and his pupils were infinitely enlarged, as if, he saw a minefield, a sea of fire, and a piece of blood. Wu Tao looked at him and asked inexplicably, "Second brother, what's wrong?" What happened? ”

Mu Wanjin was still staring at the café in a daze, his body trembling more and more, his face was pale, and his lips were purple.

"Shall we rush inside?" Wu Tao asked again.

"Rush at your mother's lampstand." Mu Wanjin kicked Wu Tao's buttocks, kicked Wu Tao out a long way at once, and then shouted in a dumb voice: "Shut up the team, get out of the fuck." ”

A group of people looked at Mu Wanjin in a daze, not knowing what to do.

"I'm deaf, didn't you hear what Lao Tzu said, hurry up and close the team."

Mu Wanjin shouted loudly again, and then spread his feet and ran out first, and everyone woke up like a dream, leaving the Supreme Cafe like deserters.

Seeing the scene just now from the monitor, Xie Minghui looked at Hua Qing in surprise and asked, "What's going on?" This god is a son and a ghost? ”

"I don't know!"

Hua Qing was also a little inexplicable, not only Mu Wanjin's diametrically opposed attitude, he felt that the entire café was filled with a mysterious atmosphere, from the monitor to Mu Wanjin's panicked evacuation, it seemed that it was covered up by a huge secret.

"Looking at this posture, Mu Wanjin seems to be a little afraid of you." Xie Minghui looked at Hua Qing, and his tone seemed to be asking.

"How is that possible?" Hua Qing muttered, still thinking about the hidden strangeness in his mind.

Looking at Hua Qing's dazed look, Xie Minghui suddenly became nervous, secretly screamed "It's broken", hurriedly walked to the living room, and said to those friends in a panic: "Damn, did you alarm the public security?" ”

"What's going on?" The men asked in unison.

Xie Minghui told everyone what he had just seen on the monitor.

Before Xie Minghui finished speaking, the five people suddenly lost their faces with fright, and four of them fled with their arms between their arms, Xie Minghui was about to flee with them, but was pulled by the middle-aged man with a beard.

"What about today?" The bearded man looked at Xie Minghui and asked viciously.

"So what do you say?" Xie Minghui seemed to have done something wrong, and looked at his beard as if begging for mercy.

The beard was very angry, glaring at Xie Minghui and was about to lose his temper at Xie Minghui, but one of the people who ran out just now turned back, poked his head at the door, and said anxiously: "Don't run yet, it's a mess of porridge below." ”

The beard unwillingly spun around in place a few times, suddenly tore off a note from the table, and yelled at Xie Minghui impatiently: "Hurry up and make a note for Lao Tzu." ”

Xie Minghui bent down, slanted his crotch and wrote something on the sticky note, and muttered to Xie Minghui with a very dissatisfied beard: "Grandma's, it's fucking white strips again, how many white strips have you given Lao Tzu?" ”

As soon as Xie Minghui finished writing, he pulled up the white strip with his beard, put it in his pocket without even looking at it, and ran out in a hurry.

Xie Minghui stood up, leaned over and shouted at Hua Qing, who was in a daze in the suite:

"What are you doing? Run. ”

Hua Qing didn't know what was going on, so she had to run out with Xie Minghui.

Out of the café, Xie Minghui looked around, there was silence all around, except for the occasional dead leaf blown by the winter wind, making a little noise, there was no movement.

Xie Minghui scolded: "Grandma's, a false alarm." ”

When Xie Minghui started scolding, the expression on his face was a little unwilling, as if he had not achieved any purpose, and at the same time, he was a little proud to get out of the predicament.

Hua Qing walked over, looked at Xie Minghui and asked, "Brother Minghui, what were you running just now?" ”

Xie Minghui was a little embarrassed, and finally said after a long time: "It's nothing, I heard a lot of movement below, I thought someone was coming to smash the field." ”

Hua Qing could hear it, Xie Minghui's voice was very wandering, as if he was deliberately avoiding this topic, since he didn't want to say more, he must have something that couldn't be said, so he changed the topic: "How is Sister Wang Chen doing?" I think I'm about to give birth. ”

"It's almost there, the due date is in the middle of next month."

Xie Minghui's tone was a little lukewarm, which made Hua Qing feel that he didn't seem to be looking forward to the arrival of the little life, what's the matter, could it be that he and Wang Chen had an awkward quarrel?

"Have you and Sister Wang Chen received your certificates?" Hua Qing asked again.

"No, there is no preparation, what's the point of just getting a certificate?" Xie Minghui seemed to be very impatient, "Hua Qing, you are not married yet, I don't know how heavy the word marriage is, marriage means bearing, it means responsibility, if you don't have the ability to take responsibility, it's better not to be bound by the shackles of marriage." ”

Regarding Xie Minghui's statement, Hua Qing was very unimpressed: "What about the child? If you don't get a marriage certificate, there is no way to implement the child's household registration, and you can't let the child become a black household as soon as he is born. ”

"How's the black household? What if it's not a black household? Hua Qing, how can you have a tone with a woman, you won't be as naïve as a woman to think that as long as you enjoy the reputation of your husband and father in the household register, you can take on the responsibility of being a husband and father, if you think so, I can only say that you are too naïve. ”

Hua Qing was furious in his heart: What kind of logic is this? If you can't afford it, then why are you still with Wang Chen? Why did you give birth to this child? This statement is completely an excuse for oneself to evade responsibility.

Hua Qing has been to them a few times, every time he goes, he sees Wang Chen busy alone with a big belly, after Wang Chen resigned from Neon, he and Xie Minghui opened a small advertising company together, in this company, Wang Chen is both the boss and the employee, and Xie Minghui is completely like a shopkeeper.

Perhaps it is this contrast in roles that leads to Xie Minghui's psychological imbalance, people are often like this, the more they have no sense of existence, the more psychologically lost, and this situation often makes two people feel wronged by each other and complain to each other, and over time, it is easy to have a separation between each other.

Hua Qing was about to calmly persuade Xie Minghui when the mobile phone suddenly rang, it was Chen Haoxuan calling, Chen Haoxuan had never taken the initiative to contact Hua Qing, listening to the voice, it seemed that he was in a hurry.

"Brother Minghui, find a chance, I have to have a good chat with you." Leaving this sentence, Hua Qing left in a hurry.