I won't sing anymore, I've sung enough today! I didn't expect to let the eldest lady's pigeon go in the end, and I don't know if she will skin me tomorrow.

Chu Chu didn't know what was going on, so he was going to move out?

Mu Xue even agreed to let me move out......

And that nasty phone number that just came in again......

It seems that there are many chaotic and complicated things intertwined, weaving into an impermeable web.

Why do I like games?

Because the game is so simple, there is only one thing you can do, and that is to become stronger!

And when I left the simplicity of the game world and returned to the reality of this society, I found that no matter how I tried to escape, I still had to face it in the end.

In the face of the violent slamming of the door in that rainy winter; Facing the back of the sunset when Xiyan cruelly left; Faced with the partners around him, he fell apart for various reasons in life.

Maybe it's because I'm not strong enough that every blow can make me remember it so vividly and linger.

Oniyasha once told me that life betrayed him, so he hated living in reality, and he would rather walk alone in a lonely corner under the dark of night than have anything to do with this TMD society.

So his life is very simple, a small room of less than 10 square meters, a box of instant noodles that has not been eaten, a small bed only 0.5 meters wide and a CD by Wang Feng.

The only person he trusted was me, but I left anyway! Maybe the knife in his hand is even more ruthless!

There is also a hysterical imitation of Wang Feng's "Beijing Beijing" by the monk, which is a voice that can sing the mood of countless fat people who are still walking on the ideal road.

“…… The café is three blocks away from the square, and at the distance of neon lights and the moon, people are struggling to comfort and hug each other, looking for and chasing dying dreams. Here we laugh, here we cry; We live here and die here! ……”

At this time, I TM especially wanted to scold the monk: You TMD really know how to choose songs! You can't sing the artistic conception, but I TMD can hear it!

Suddenly I really want to smoke a cigarette!

I'm not usually a smoker!

Murong Mingyue handed over a pack of soft China and said, "Smoke it!" ”

I pulled out one, "How do you know I want to smoke?" ”

Murong glanced at the misty moon in the sky, and to my surprise, he said with a little sadness: "My dad has to smoke one every time he listens to this song!" Your back is very similar to him! ”

I took the lighter she handed me and lit it.

Brother is not Chinese, it is artistic conception!

It's just that I didn't expect that the person who could stand next to me and hand me a cigarette when I was upset was this violent woman who usually looked very grumpy.

We live together, but all I can say is that I don't really know them.

Although Murong Mingyue is fierce on the surface, she is actually very careful, Mu Xue looks strong but is actually very fragile inside, Chu Chu looks weak but may be very persistent in her heart.

Or life is like a variety show, everyone has their own hidden stories hidden deep in their hearts, and what they show to others may be just insincere smiles.

Alas, it's not easy for everyone!

I smoked quietly, I didn't really smoke, I just liked the feeling of smoke, maybe this would bring me a little peace of mind.

Murong Mingyue also stood quietly beside me and looked at the moonlight.

The damn phone rang again, ruining the rare moment of silence.

I picked it up and looked at the number that I hadn't saved but couldn't forget, and I was trying to pinch it off.

Murong Mingyue suddenly said faintly: "...... He's gone! ”

My heart suddenly tugged at me very painfully, and the finger that had been moved to the hang-up button inexplicably stopped and moved to the answer button.

"Hello?"

"Kobayashi! Hurry up and come to the People's Hospital, your dad has just entered the operating room! Don't you even die to see him one last time? On the other end of the line, my woman, who was supposed to be called my stepmother, cried hysterically.

I rushed out of the door, and a purple voice came from behind me: "Hey, third brother, where are you going?" ”

Anxiety, restlessness, hesitation.

The first time I felt like five hours was so hard!

Again and again I stood up and sat down, my heart was restless, no matter what I did I felt that the anxiety in my heart had nowhere to put it, I was useless, I couldn't do anything about it.

In the seven years since I left home, I have never called home, never said a word of greeting, and never cared about what happened to him.

After the college entrance examination, I ran home from the sea of clouds, but I only got two bad news: my mother is gone! My dad lives with another woman!

Since then, I have never been home, and I didn't go to a book, but chose a third-rate electric university in a small city far away from the sea of clouds, and studied the cheapest major.

The money he gave me, the annual registration fee and living expenses, was almost 100,000, and I didn't use any of it!

"Brother, drink some water!" My nominal sister handed me a drink and said, "Uncle will be fine!" ”

She was only 14 years old when I saw her that year, and she was still a childish child in the third year of junior high school! I didn't expect that I hadn't seen him for so many years, but he had already grown down and slim. I guess I'm going to college.

I took the water and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you!" ”

She carried a whole bag of water and handed it out in turn, and shouted, "Sister drink water!" Brother drink water! ”

When I came out just now, Ziqi Donglai also came out, and he was the most excited when something happened, and he was the fastest runner, and he squeezed a taxi with me. Mu Xue and the others came by phone from the back to Guò Ziqi Donglai and came by car.

I stood up and said, "You'd better go back!" ”

Zi Qidong said familiarly: "Third brother, we are brothers!" Uncle has something to do, how can we go! I've been waiting for five hours, and that's a little bit of time? ”

The monk also said honestly: "That's it! We often do things that stay up late, isn't it just over three o'clock! Spirited! It's okay! ”

In addition to a few of them, there was a fresh and beautiful woman sitting on the bench outside the operating room, that is, Miss Ren, who was released by me. It seems that after I released the pigeons, I called Mu Xue angrily, knowing that we came over with a kitchen knife on the first day of the Imperial Court, but I just happened to go to the hospital at that time, so she came with Mu Xue and them.

My stepmother was nothing at first when she saw me and Zi Qidong coming, but three or four beauties came over one after another, which was not a small surprise. In terms of posture, which one is more beautiful than the other, and it is enough to dazzle people.

If it weren't for the hospital at the door of the operating room, my stepmother would definitely have asked me which one was my girlfriend!

"Miss Ren, aren't you going back?" I said helplessly.

It's my dad lying in the operating room, and they're all here to join in the fun.

Ren Xiaoyu clasped her hands on her chest and looked like they wouldn't go, I wouldn't go, and gave me a blank look: "What can I do when I go back?" My number is in the dungeon, and I can't beat it alone! ”

My named sister was handing water next to her, and suddenly her outstretched hand stopped, looking at Ren Xiaoyu in surprise, and then looked at me with wide eyes.

I'm still inexplicable, she was going to hand over water to Ren Xiaoyu, but everyone stretched out their hands to pick it up, but she stopped halfway to look at me, making Miss Ren's hand stop in mid-air, embarrassing!

At this moment, a running sound came from the end of the empty corridor, and a girl with long hair and a small black backpack suddenly appeared at the staircase, leaning against the wall and panting, and shouted in a rough voice: "Yiyi, I'm sorry, I'm late!" ”