At the end of July, the afternoon became extremely long with the fishy heat of early summer, accompanied by the sound of screaming.

Gu Xiao pedaled his bicycle, carrying a guitar and keyboard on his back, his brows were tightly locked, and there was not the slightest smile on his face.

Wheels rolled over the pavement, and there was the sound of fallen leaves sizzling and cracking.

When I arrived at the musical instrument pawn shop, it was already twilight.

The sky was so clean that there was not a single cloud, and soon all that was left was the dark blue of the skylight.

The moment the door was pushed, the sound of the door curtain clanging made Gu Xiao's heart suddenly feel a little alarmed.

He hesitated for a moment, but eventually walked in.

"These two electric guitars are specially customized, and the keyboard is also what I am used to writing songs, you see, how many can you do?"

Gu Xiao put the instrument in front of the boss, and the moment he spoke, it was a little difficult to speak, but when he thought of Xiao Budian, who was still starving at home, he could only grit his teeth and introduce it seriously.

The boss pushed his glasses and glanced at him, not knowing whether he recognized it or not.

He touched the guitar and keyboard, squinting his eyes.

Obviously, good goods.

But

He held out his finger and gestured to a two.

Gu Xiao frowned: "200,000 is too little." ”

When these were originally customized, they cost no less than one million.

The boss sneered, pushed the thing in front of him, and said, "What I said is that life should be 2,000, and death should be 20,000." ”

"If you want too little, find someone else."

That being said, he couldn't take his eyes off the instrument a little.

It's just that Gu Xiao doesn't deal with people very much, and he still doesn't understand the pushing and pulling skills in this kind of trading occasion.

I just heard the price at first glance and fell silent.

"When not? My shop closes at seven o'clock, don't wait. ”

The boss has a vicious eye, knowing that Gu Xiao must not know firewood, rice, oil and salt on weekdays, and he is not worried that this person is really gone, after all, it has come to this point, and there must be no other way.

Gu Xiao's gaze fell on the guitar case, his gaze was a little nostalgic, and quickly dispersed.

"Boss, I'll be"

The boss looked slightly proud, and pressed step by step: "Live or die?" ”

"Die" Gu Xiao gritted his teeth.

"It's not right, boss, we're not right!"

Suddenly, a milky voice rushed out, interrupting what Gu Xiao was about to say.

The boss frowned, squinted his eyes, and looked at the little people who rushed in.

Looking at Gu Xiao's expression that suddenly became hesitant, he said that his heart was not good, don't really be disturbed!

"Where did the children make trouble, go and go!"

He waved impatiently.

"Why did you get here?"

Gu Xiao's face was a little serious, it was a two-hour drive from home, how did this kid come?

"Take the bus."

Gu Yao casually perfunctory, stepped forward, and protected the guitar bag.

Gu Xiao was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to the boss with an apologetic look:

"I'm sorry, kids, these are all dead, you can settle with me directly."

Gu Yao was ignored, and he was angry for a while.

Holding down the boss's hand to take away the instrument, he said angrily: "I said it inappropriately!" ”

"Gu Xiao, do you know what you're doing?"

There was no majesty when the child was angry, but she called him by name and surname, which was a little inexplicably shocking.

Gu Xiao really felt Gu Yao's anger.

It's intense.

He was a little incomprehensible for a while, just a child's strange stubbornness.

"This is the guy you ate with, the thing you used to care about the most"

The child's eyes seemed to be crying instead of crying, shouting loudly, but not sharp.

Gu Xiao was a little soft-hearted, squatted down, and hugged the emotional child.

He tried to explain to her:

"Isn't it good to keep these at home, and dispose of them to buy you delicious food and nice little dresses?"

The child did not speak, but looked at him steadily.

The clear black eyes are still burning with small flames.

"You can record the show, and there is a lot of money, I heard it all, 1 million per episode, which is 50 times the amount of selling this."

"I can buy better dresses and eat better food."

Gu Xiao was silent, although the little little one in front of him was a child, but he was logical and reasonable.

He couldn't argue with it.