Ye Huan walked out of Jin Yutang in a daze, and a Mercedes-Benz car was parked at the door waiting for him, but he didn't get into the car, he waved his hand weakly, and asked the driver to go back first, he wanted to walk alone.

He doesn't know what's wrong with him, drunk, or tired? I just feel very blocked in my heart.

The deeper I went into the circle of the powerful, the more I felt cold and piercing, as if I had fallen into the abyss.

Ye Huan laughed sarcastically, don't the powerful live in heaven? Why do you feel like you're in hell?

In the seemingly colorful and glamorous world, there is so much violence and blood, and the scepter and money seem to be stained with crimson blood.

If this is the case, Ye Huan would rather choose poverty.

At least he can be happy and relaxed in poverty, he can lie on the grass in old clothes, feel the warmth of the sun, hum songs happily, smoke a pack of soft white sand and spit smoke rings freely, and he can also pull the poor buddies to sit in the food stall together, laughing or scolding without any scruples.

Can you find these people or things he likes in the circle of the powerful? What is left but calculation and killing?

Ye Huan became more and more chilled.

The night in Ninghai is still noisy, the streets are full of people, traffic, people are carefully dressed, each going to their own happy feast.

But Ye Huan couldn't find his happiness, as if his happiness had disappeared.

lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, Ye Huan walked slowly on the sidewalk next to the street, took out his mobile phone, and subconsciously dialed Nan Qiaomu's phone.

"Ye Huan, why haven't you come back yet?" Nan Qiaomu's voice is always so soft and quiet.

"Arbor, I...... I don't know what's wrong with myself. Ye Huan scratched her hair irritably.

Nan Qiaomu was silent for a moment, and said quietly: "Ye Huan, you are not happy. ”

She used affirmative sentences, and after years of getting along, she was already very familiar with him, so familiar that she could hear his mood from the voice.

Ye Huan sighed long: "Yes, I'm not happy, Qiao Mu, I want to go back to a few months ago, when we were together every day, we had no money but lived freely, even if we didn't say anything, sitting quietly in the living room and watching TV, it was also a kind of bland happiness, but...... Ever since I had an extra couple of mom and dad for some reason, I feel like my life is in chaos, and I don't like this kind of life very much,...... Qiao Mu, let's run, run to a place where no one knows us, and live the simple and plain life like before......"

"Ye Huan, if you want to go, I'll go with you! Wherever you go, I'll be with you...... But, Ye Huan, where can you escape? Life is not the same anymore, you can't change it, you can struggle and resist, but you can't escape it, because you can't escape it at all! ”

Ye Huan was stunned and muttered: "Yes, where can I escape......

With a smile, Ye Huan said quietly: "Qiao Mu, when I was nervous just now, I actually called just to hear your voice, that's all." ”

Nan Qiaomu was a little heartbroken, she felt heartache for this man, she knew very well that Ye Huan was confused and struggling now, but she couldn't help him solve it.

"Ye Huan, go home quickly, I'll wait for you at home."

The only thing she could do for him was to light a lamp in his home to light his way home and give him a small and quiet haven.

"Well, I'll go home."

Ye Huan's cold heart felt a little warm because of the word "home".

Late at night, the lonely returnee rushed to the way home.

Walking to the alley of the old city, Ye Huan smiled, he saw the window of the old building, under a lonely lamp, a beautiful figure was waiting for him.

Home is a man's harbor, tired, tired, hurt, the first thing that comes to mind is home.

Ye Huan quickened his pace, he really wanted to lie on the old sofa in the living room, pillow Nan Qiaomu's legs, the two of them watched TV quietly, or, sleep well, and wake up tomorrow, it was the bastard who didn't care about anything again.

As the alley mouth got closer and closer, a dazzling white light came.

Sudden change!

A white Foton truck slammed straight and fast into Ye Huan.

A few feet away, Ye Huan froze, and he didn't have time to react at all.

The speed of the Foton small truck was very fast, as if the route and speed had already been calculated, and the moment Ye Huan walked into the alley from the road, he just hit it.

The white light from the front of the car pierced the eye like a sharp sword, and it also delayed its reaction.

Ye Huan froze at this moment.

The whizzing truck was getting closer and closer to him, like the scythe of death, slowly reaching into his body.

Ye Huan's mind was blank.

When life and death were close at hand, a chubby figure rushed out of the stab, his movements were as fast as lightning, grabbed Ye Huan's arm, and threw him into the alley...... Rumble!

The truck whizzed away, swaying as if drunk, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Between the lightning and flint, the scythe of the god of death grazed Ye Huan's skin.

Ye Huan was lying in the alley in a strange posture, and he didn't react until this time.

"Son of a bitch! Someone is trying to hurt me! Ye Huan was shocked and angry, his face was as pale as paper, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.

An old voice mocked: "Yes, you can see this, it doesn't seem stupid." ”

Ye Huan turned his head to look, but saw his landlord, Old Man Wang, who had secretly taken care of and protected him for many years, standing outside the alleyway, staring at him with a happy and frightened expression.

"Old man Wang...... Ahem, Uncle Wang, you saved me just now? ”

Old man Wang's pale face only then regained a little blood, snorted, and said, "Otherwise, who do you think it is?" Stinky boy, you almost died just now, you know? Where's your mother's bodyguard? ”

"I wanted to walk by myself tonight, but I thought they were in the way, so I sent them away."

Old man Wang was so angry that he shook his head again and again: "I don't know anything!" I don't know how to do anything! Surrounded by strong enemies, but you are so careless, you want to your parents to death? Do you know that many people are afraid that something will happen to you now, and there are also many people who want you to die without a body? ”

Ye Huan was surprised: "Am I so hated?" ”

"Humph! The person who wants you to die hates not you as a person, but your current identity, do you understand? ”

After a pause, Old Man Wang said, "Who have you offended recently?" Did you suspect anything about this just now? ”

Ye Huan nodded, if it wasn't for the messy people of the Shen family who did this tonight, there would be only one person behind the scenes, Yang Su.

The temptation of money and profit had driven him completely insane.

Anger appeared in Ye Huan's eyes, and when he took out his mobile phone and dialed Yang Su's number.

There were several sounds, and Yang Su's slightly panicked voice came: "Hey? ”

Ye Huan said coldly: "Young Master Yang, I called you to tell you that I am still alive." ”

“…………”

Yang Su was silent, but his breathing became rapid.

"Also, I must get that piece of land!" Ye Huan's tone became intense, gritting his teeth and saying viciously to the phone: "The surname is Yang, you'd better kill me, if you don't kill me, I'll kill you!" ”

Hanging up the phone, Ye Huan let out a sigh of relief, and looked at Old Man Wang's eyes full of gratitude.

"Uncle Wang, thank you! Thank you for saving me again tonight......" Ye Huan sincerely took Old Man Wang's hand and said.

Old man Wang snorted and said, "Forget it, it's also your kid's life, in the middle of the night, I was just about to go out for a walk and go back to sleep, and I happened to encounter this incident, otherwise, your kid's life will be explained here tonight." ”

Ye Huan became more and more grateful in his heart, and said deeply: "Uncle Wang, I will repay you well in the future, to be honest, I hated you very much before, don't blame me, I was ignorant at that time, and people were poor, every month you come to collect rent, I really hope that you accidentally fall down the stairs and go to the hospital for three years and five years......

Old man Wang: "............"

He was hesitating whether to praise him for being sensible now or to slap him in the face.

"Uncle Wang, I was wrong...... Ye Huan confessed to himself: "...... I'm an unemployed vagrant, I have no source of income, you collect my rent but rain or shine, I really hate you at that time, remember the big hail in the year, remember? Hail the size of your thumb! If you hit it on the head, you'll faint! You actually knocked on my door to collect rent, how short of money are you, how can the surname of the dead man be like me......"

Old man Wang was so angry that he trembled: "That's because my family lives downstairs from your house, and I just go up the stairs to get there, so I don't need to go out at all!" ”

"It's been a long time to see people's hearts! Uncle Wang, I misjudged you before, and I did a lot of things to be sorry for you, don't take it to heart, I was young and ignorant at that time......" Ye Huan sincerely said to the old man Wang.

Old man Wang was silent for a moment, and although he knew that he might be stimulated, he couldn't help but ask, "What have you done to be sorry for me?" ”

Ye Huan glanced at him, his eyes were very weak, and he smiled dryly: "Don't say it, you are old, and you can live a long life with peace of mind......

"No, you stinky boy has to make it clear today!" Old man Wang made a fuss.

"You must not be angry......"

"Make sure you don't get angry."

Ye Huan couldn't help it, so he had to carefully cite an example: "Do you know how your head is bald?" ”

"I don't know." Old man Wang gritted his teeth, he had a sense of foreboding.

"You used to have a bad habit of putting soap and shampoo on the aisle of the stairs because even thieves wouldn't steal it......"

"And then?"

And then ...... Once after you collected my rent, I was trembling in pain, so I got some depilatory agent mixed in your shampoo......" Ye Huan cautiously gestured his fingers: "...... The ratio of five to one, I didn't dare to put more. ”

Old man Wang's face suddenly darkened, and he subconsciously touched his smooth scalp with his hand, and sighed gloomily: "No wonder my hair is getting less and less washed...... What else? ”

"And ...... Didn't you have a dirt dog the year before last? Once I had no money to eat after paying the rent, I quietly killed your local dog named '礅礅', and called the monkey Zhang San They ate a hot pot, Zhang San's kid was the most lacking in virtue, and he also gave the hot pot a name, called '礅礅hot pot', I said it is not appropriate, in case you raise a dog called 'pee' one day, how to name it? The monkey said that the specific situation was analyzed on a case-by-case basis, and at that time it was still called a hot pot......"

Old man Wang's face turned from black to red, and he began to gasp: "...... What else? ”

"There is also stealing two salted fish jerky from time to time, teaching you to raise starling birds, stealing cucumbers used by widows on the fourth floor, cutting them into slices and stir-frying them for you, and peeing on the jar of medicine and wine you soaked......"

Seeing that Old Man Wang's face had turned green, Ye Huan hurriedly added: "Boy pee!" Authentic boy urine, monkey sprinkled, drank a big tonic. ”

Old man Wang: "............"

As if opening a chatterbox, Ye Huan gushed endlessly: "I feel most sorry for you because I was really depressed once, and asked Zhang San to pry open the lock of your door, and then use your toothbrush to help you brush the toilet, and put it back in place after brushing......"

Old Man Wang's face had turned dark green, and his chubby body kept shaking.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about it......"

Ye Huan kept his mouth shut, looking at Old Man Wang's gaze with a little sympathy in guilt: "The truth is always cruel and bloody...... In short, Uncle Wang, I was wrong, and I won't hurt you again......"

Ye Huan changed his words, and patted his flattering ass again: "But seriously, over the years, you have never been sick or painless, and you have lived unharmed until now, we have always admired Uncle Wang's strong physical fitness, you are even more awesome than Shennong, we even set up a task force to discuss what to feed you in order to get you into the hospital......

Old man Wang let out a long sigh with a look of remorse: "...... I really should have let the car hit you just now, you little bastard, what are you doing to save you, cheap hands! ”

When Ye Huan returned home, Nan Qiaomu hadn't slept yet, wearing a thin coat, sitting in the living room waiting for him.

Ye Huan hugged her tightly in distress, and said softly: "Go to sleep, I'm already home." ”

Nan Qiaomu nodded, rested his head lightly on his chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, Qiao Mu closed his eyes comfortably.

"Ye Huan, your face was very bad when you entered the door, what's wrong?"

Ye Huan hesitated for a moment, but still decided not to tell her about Yang Su just sending someone to plot against him.

Nan Qiaomu should live in an ivory tower, her world can only have flowers and sunshine, and she should not see so much blood and unbeauty in the world.

"It's nothing, maybe I drank too much with Liu Zicheng at night."

Nan Qiaomu's delicate body twisted, and he stayed in the kitchen: "I'll go make you a bowl of sobering soup, drink it and then go to sleep, and you won't have a headache the next day." ”

"Qiao Mu ......" Ye Huan hugged her tightly, with great strength, gently rested his chin on her thin shoulder, smelled the seductive fragrance on her body, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Qiao Mu, don't move, just hold it for a while......" Ye Huan murmured as if sleeping.

The arbor shook for a moment, then smiled shallowly, gently wrapped his slender hand around Ye Huan's waist, and gently rubbed it on his back, the gentle strength made Ye Huan feel like a baby in his mother's arms, quiet and serene.

Life is enough, why do some people still plunder those so-called powers and interests by unscrupulous means, and even kill their entire families, what are they for?

This question made Ye Huan very puzzled.

He is becoming more and more unfamiliar with this prosperous world, but he always unconsciously uses his own position to speculate on the good and evil of people's surnames.

His thoughts were disorganized, like a mess, and when he closed his eyes, Ye Huan seemed to see the white Futian small truck with the breath of death galloping towards him.

Yang Su's gloomy and vicious face flashed in his mind.

Ye Huan was startled, and cold sweat broke out again.

At noon the next day, Ye Huan woke up from a nap and was in a much better mood.

Qiao Mu has gone to work at the Foundation, and on the table in the living room there are steaming soy milk and fritters for him.

Ye Huan sat down and just ate a few bites, and Zhou Mei came.

Three classes a week, this is the study plan set for him by his mother Zhou Rong.

Today, he still learns the art of war, Ye Huan has no interest in other disciplines, but he has a soft spot for the ancient art of war, and often shamelessly boasts that he is the reincarnation of the ancient god of war, but he refuses to admit that he is the grandson of the master of the art of war, and the name is too ugly and scolding.

Ye Huan bit the fritters and took a cigarette with a German surname, and said lazily: "What did that grandson say today?" ”

Zhou Mei sighed helplessly: "Sun Tzu is the greatest art of war in our country for thousands of years, a military strategist, 'Sun' is the surname of the family, in order to show respect for the sages, the ancient people added the word 'Zi' after their surnames, such as Confucius, Mencius, please say 'Sun Tzu' directly when you mention him, instead of 'that Sun Tzu', it sounds really awkward......

"The word 'son' was added to show respect? Right? ”

"What's wrong?"

"This devil, Goryeo stick, this is also an honorific title? The beauty of the dogs who don't die......"

Zhou Mei: "............"

She wanted to slam his head with the art of war in her hand to see what kind of mess was inside.

"Take class seriously! Correct your attitude! Now that I'm a teacher and you're a student, is there a student like you who bites into fritters and drinks soy milk to class? Zhou Mei made a pretty face.

Ye Huan's eyes lit up, this scene is so familiar, in this love action movie, the cold female teacher in uniform, coupled with the honest male student, the teacher began to undress and scratch as he spoke...... But he would never dare to say this, he was afraid that Zhou Mei would jump from the balcony on the second floor in shame.

"What I'm going to teach you today is one of the thirty-six tricks, called 'Drawing wages from the bottom of the kettle', the so-called Bottom of the kettle drawing salary, the original meaning means that if you don't want the water in the pot to boil, you will extract the firewood burning at the bottom of the pot, and if there is no heat, the water in the pot will naturally stop boiling. In the art of war, it means that when the situation is critical and unfavorable, use strategy to start from the root of the enemy, find the origin of things, and then destroy it, so that the enemy loses what he relies on to be an advantage, and when the enemy's advantage is lost, it is easy to turn the tide of the battle......"

Ye Huan listened to Zhou Mei's gushing explanations, but kept thinking about weighing in his mind.

The root of the enemy, so where is the root of Yang Su? What is the advantage he relies on?

I don't know how long it took, the corners of Ye Huan's mouth suddenly hooked slightly, and the arc became bigger and bigger.

Draw from the bottom of the kettle...... It's kind of interesting.

(To be continued)