Deng Qingsong came to the door by himself.

He told me that the goddess in his mind had fallen from the altar to the ground, and that she had broken to pieces. He was distressed and asked me to give him a piece of advice.

I objectively gave him two pieces of advice.

"First: you're just a delivery person, she can't be yours, the only thing you can do is to get as far away from her as possible, out of sight."

He said, "No, I can't do it." ”

I knew he couldn't do it.

So gave me his second piece of advice.

I said, "Second, if you know you're a fool and you're still so persistent, then there's only one way out." ”

His face was full of anticipation, and he asked urgently, "What way?" ”

I replied, "Take the risk." ”

He said, "I'm willing to do anything for her." ”

I understand, this is a fool, a fool who is stupider than me.

I said, "If you take the man around her, you won't necessarily get her favor, are you willing to do that?" ”

He gritted his teeth: "I do, I don't want to see the presence of any man around her, tarnishing her image, I want her image of the goddess to stand." ”

That afternoon, Fan Qingtao came to my house again, and she refused to leave, saying that Zhu Jianjun would have to entertain at Dream Star at night and would not come back so early.

I let her rub it out for half an hour, and then said that my company had to do something important.

She staggered downstairs.

Soon after that, I heard a knock on the door, and she couldn't bear the loneliness and ran to Zhou Cang's house.

In fact, I have been planning this for a long time, and there have been several opportunities because Deng Qingsong was afraid of giving up.

That day, I looked at the tightly closed door of Zhou Cang's house, clenched fists, this time, I want to make them all pay.

One door, two worlds, I seem to have a pair of see-through eyes, and I can see what the two are doing inside.

After waiting for some time, the door finally rang to open the door, and through the cat's eye, Fan Qingtao came out of it with a ruddy face and went downstairs.

I brought a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, it was a good bottle of wine, and I don't usually want to drink it.

I knocked on the door of Zhou Cang's house, this guy can't drink enough, and he won't wake up after just a few glasses.

There is a big locker in his living room, and every time I go to his house, I always feel like there is a pair of eyes in that locker watching everything outside.

I put him in the closet and turned and went downstairs.

I went according to the plan and asked a few friends to go to the old place to play cards.

Playing cards a lot of the time is all night, and that night because I have something on my mind, I can't concentrate and lose a mess.

My car was parked in an unoccupied gap next to the teahouse, a place that I knew was not covered by surveillance and no one would see anything.

I gave Deng Qingsong the car keys, and that night, he drove Zhu Jianjun's Mercedes-Benz around to the downstairs of the Fengshui Lane Teahouse, and put Zhu Jianjun, who was so drunk that he couldn't wake up, in the back seat of my car.

When everything is ready, he will send me a message.

I withdrew under the pretext of bad luck. 56

Back in the car, Zhu Jianjun lay motionless in the back seat of the car, and the sleeping pills that Deng Qingsong gave him worked.

There are props in the back seat of the car that I have prepared in advance, and this scene is written and directed by me, so of course I have to act it well.

Zhou Cang's hat, glasses, sportswear.

He and Zhu Jianjun are about the same height, and Zhu Jianjun is dressed up as Zhou Cang, although Zhu Jianjun is a little fatter than Zhou Cang, but the overall is still good, and no one will pay attention to it at night.

Not long after my car drove into the underground parking lot, Deng Qingsong drove Zhou Cang's car into the basement.

The plan was completed very smoothly, and Deng Qingsong drove Zhu Jianjun's car into the remote Xinhu Park. Then I took a taxi to Qinghua Lane, where I prepared a car for him. In the car, I prepared the same hat, glasses, and clothes as Zhou Cang for him.

After the modification, he came out of Qinghua Lane and drove the car under a deserted bridge near the dock, where Zhou Cang's car was parked.

Then he drove Zhou Cang's car back into the basement, and everything was seamless except for some deviations in time.

I waited for him in the basement for about five minutes, and he was completely unguarded and excited.

As everyone knows, he is just a pawn on my chessboard.

I got some ether, knocked him out, and put it in the trunk of Zhou Cang, who parked his car in that hidden corner, and no one would find him for a short time.

Every day when I get home from work, I go there to see him and give him some strong medicine, triazolam is really a good thing, it meets my needs.

Sometimes I can't bear to look at his pitiful appearance, but what can I do? All he had to do was sleep there quietly. When I've had enough, I'll deal with him.

Five days have passed, and he is still alive, which can only mean that he is in good health and warp bars.

I helped Zhu Jianjun back home, and I placed him in the cabinet in the living room, and I have been related to the cabinet all my life.

I don't want to be the guy in the closet anymore, I want to try that feeling of performing outside.

When Fan Qingtao and I rolled from the sofa to the ground, and fought from the ground to the sofa, Zhu Jianjun was actually in the cabinet in the living room all the time, and he might be able to see his woman shameless in the arms of other men in a hazy way.

In the dead of night, when he is more awake, I would talk to him and ask him how he felt about being a spectator in the cupboard.

He was cunning and said that he was unconscious and did not see anything. Fortunately, I have a hand, and I have recorded a lot of videos, which are enough for him to watch since a month ago.

After reading it, I asked him again what he thought.

He's an old fellow, after all, he's so many years older than me.

He smiled: "Young man, I was also young, these boring tricks you played were tired of me when I was young, can't you change your tricks?" That's just the most primitive human emotion, and it doesn't have any impact on me, but you, what is the purpose of doing this? Do you want me to count how many moles you have, or the unsightly birthmarks on that part of yours? ”

I admit that he me off, and I hit him and got him to that big cabinet in Zhou Cang's house.

When Fan Qingtao found me again, I said that it would be more exciting to change places. She readily agreed, and when I brought her to Zhou Cang's house, I saw that her face turned white.

The two people in the cabinet, with four eyes, just watched how Fan Qingtao cooperated with me in this scene.

Zhou Cang's reaction was different from Zhu Jianjun's, when I asked him about his experience of watching the play, he was very excited, and he looked like he wanted to fight hard with me.

I know why he's excited, because he's never been a real man.

I never get tired of it, and I'm addicted to acting.

It's a pity that I didn't have any more opportunities, and this scene that I wrote and directed came to an end.

Before you came to me, my mother called me and asked me if I would go home for the Chinese New Year. She and her father had prepared a lot of bacon and sausages, and it would be nice if I could bring another girlfriend with me when I went back.

I smiled coldly in my heart, girlfriend, am I worthy of a girlfriend?