Huzi sat on the sofa and smoked, scolding more than ten times and hundreds of times in his heart.

The price of the house now is too high, it is 10,000 yuan a square meter at every turn, I heard that there are hundreds of thousands of holidays in first-tier cities, and if you buy a 100-square-meter house, it will cost tens of millions, my mother.

Whether you can save 10 million in your life is a question.

The price of houses in Beihai City is also rising, last year's house was more than 4,000 houses have risen to 6,000 this year, 100 square meters also cost more than 600,000 yuan, decoration will cost more than 100,000 yuan, Huzi feels a headache.

Now his salary level is not low in Beihai City, 5,000 yuan a month, which is the salary of a white-collar worker. However, it is still difficult to buy a house on your own salary.

In addition, not being able to afford a house also made Tang Mengmeng laugh, animals are all males who prepare a comfortable nest, but they don't seem to be as fucking as an animal.

Huzi scolded the developer, and then thought that it was not the developer's problem, but Huzi didn't know where the problem was. It's strange to blame yourself for being born at the wrong time.

Men like to drink when they are worried, and Huzi is no exception, he goes out alone, and the company is now running on a normal track, and he basically doesn't have to worry about training, and someone is watching. In the eyes of others, Huzi is a high-ranking leader, but only he knows his own suffering.

Huzi came to a very small restaurant, asked for two dishes, a bottle of liquor, and poured himself a drink.

Before I knew it, I got drunk, lay on the table and fell asleep.

The owner of the small restaurant knew Huzi, and he didn't dare to alarm him when he fell asleep.

When Huzi woke up, it was already a red sun.

Huzi gave the money and wandered around the street, the street was full of lights, people came and went, and it was a prosperous scene.

Huzi feels that everyone is happier than himself, at least they have wives, families, and children. But I don't have any bullshit.

Xiaoqing's age is about the same as herself, people want to go to college, and if you ask for college in the future, you can't compare with others, so you can only follow Mao Eighteen in Beihai.

Mao 18 is good to himself, but why didn't the eldest brother think about his own affairs, he has a house, a car, a wife, and children, he has everything, didn't he think that he doesn't have a house yet.

Huzi saw a bar in front of him, bored, and depressed, so he walked in.

The nightlife in the bar has just begun, there are not too many people, there are scantily clad women hiding in the corner and drinking, waiting for the lonely man to come and talk.

Huzi doesn't have much thought about women, especially for this kind of woman.

In his heart, a woman should be holy, like a coquettish lotus flower.

Huzi sat next to the bar, and the waiter asked, sir, what to drink.

Huzi asked, what is there.

The waiter said that it is more popular to order a wine called loneliness, do you want to try it?

Huzi nodded, yes, the name of this wine is so similar to his mood at this moment.

The waiter handed over the wine glass, it was the kind of goblet, the color of the wine in it was very beautiful, the bottom layer was red, the red one was like a woman's lips, and the color on the top gradually darkened, and I knew that it had become black.

Huzi took a sip of the wine glass, and a hot feeling went directly into his stomach, as if a fire was burning.

A woman in a short red dress came to Huzi's side half-naked with crisp breasts, and a strong smell of perfume stimulated Huzi's body.

Huzi glanced at the woman, who was a little overwhelmed by her beauty, but had a very strong smell of dust.

Huzi lowered his head and drank to himself.

The woman in red touched Huzi with her slender hand and said, "Sir, why is it lonely to order a glass of loneliness?"

Hu Zixin said, what the fuck do I drink has a fart relationship with you, but when his gaze and the woman's gaze were intertwined, Huzi's words just now were suddenly gone, a beautiful woman is really the most powerful weapon, and Huzi had to admit it at this time.

Huzi nodded, and even smiled.

The woman picked up the wine glass and touched it with Huzi, and said, Cheers to loneliness.

Torako's eyes were completely filled with the woman's shaking white balls of flesh, and the wine began to work in his stomach, an urge that made Torako feel his throat rattle.

It's not safe for you to be alone in this kind of place, and Huzi feels that his statement is too old-fashioned, and it will make people laugh.

The woman didn't laugh, she might have experienced countless men here, but it was the first time she had said that.

There seemed to be something shiny and shining flowing in the corners of the woman's eyes. I drank all the wine in the cup and said, "I'm in love with you."

Huzi was a little surprised, and said in his heart, eldest sister, how many men have you said such a sentence to you.

The woman in red said to the waiter, "Bring me another drink."

The waiter asked, what kind of wine do you want?

The woman in red said that it reappeared yesterday.

Huzi's words made the woman in red think of a lot of things.

The woman in red drank wine and asked Huzi, can you give me a cigarette.

Huzi couldn't resist and handed the woman a boutique yellow crane tower.

The woman sucked gracefully, and pale blue smoke kept flowing out of her mouth, softening Huzi's heart.

Huzi felt that this must be a mysterious woman.

The woman remembered that many years ago, it was also in this bar, and it was also such a handsome man who once said a sentence, the same as what Huzi said.

That man, like Huzi, didn't see himself as that kind of woman, which touched her very much. At least, she felt that in this world, she still deserved respect.

The man would come over every day because of her and insisted on it for a month.

The sisters around me all said, this is an infatuated man, you go with him, happiness is sometimes too short-lived.

The woman in red also felt that she should go with him, but she insisted that if he came back on the thirty-first day, then she would follow him and nothing.

On the thirty-first day, the sun was big and the sky was clear, but her heart was cloudy.

She didn't know if the man would come back or if she had made the right decision.

Time seemed so long, she felt as if a century had passed.

The moon climbed up, and the nightlife of Beihai City began again.

She leaned in the corner, glass of wine in her hand, and quietly looked at the position where the man had done every day.

At nine o'clock, the man came.

Her heart was relieved, but she didn't know how to speak.