When a person is in a bad mood, everything in the world is gray, and even the roar of a car will feel that it is wrong.

I faced the cold wind and heavy snow, walking in the city that I was not familiar with, and the wound on my face made me afraid to take the car home, for fear that my mother would feel distressed and sad when she saw it.

"!" The more I thought about the afternoon, the more angry I became, slamming my fist on the street lamp pole on the side and scolding angrily.

"Zhenhua?!" A familiar voice rang out, so familiar that I looked down to avoid it.

"Zhenhua, it's really you!" There was a joy in his voice that could not be concealed, and he took my arm and shouted with a smile.

"Zijie!" I tried to cover my swollen cheeks with my hand and muttered.

"What the hell?!" Seeing that I was not in the right state, Mu Zijie pulled down the hand that was blocking my face, his face instantly gloomy, and asked.

"Fall!" I didn't dare to look Mu Zijie in the eyes, trying to lie and cover up the past.

"Young JB, you stepped on the horse and fell on the symmetry axis?!" Mu Zijie didn't believe what I said at all, squinted at me, punched me, and shouted.

"......" I didn't say anything when I heard this, I smiled bitterly, the aggrieved tears in my eyes began to flicker, and I looked up and pretended to yawn, hoping that the tears in those eyes would have a suitable reason to fall.

"Let's go, let's go eat first!" Mu Zijie didn't say anything when he saw me, and didn't ask much, and pulled me towards the small restaurant.

Mu Zijie is my hair is small, the two of them are naked in the mud pit, Mu Zijie moved out of our county when he was about to graduate from junior high school, I didn't expect to meet Mu Zijie in the city today, more or less surprised.

In a private room in a small restaurant called a farmhouse.

Mu Zijie looked at me who just drank and didn't eat vegetables, and from time to time I put vegetables in my bowl, Mu Zijie didn't ask much, I didn't say much, maybe this is the company between brothers.

In the evening, at about half past nine, Mu Zijie helped me out of the hotel.

"Zijie, this society is really indifferent!" I couldn't go in a straight line anymore, I put one hand around Mu Zijie's neck, the other pointed to the dark night sky, pulled my throat, and roared on the street.

"It's okay, I'm here!" Mu Zijie was quite awake and opened his mouth to comfort me.

"When people die, they don't give money, this society is really bleak...... "I sat on the curb of the road, crying and scolding, like a shrew scolding the street.

When I was sober, I could still suppress my inner feelings and face the problem rationally, after the alcohol paralyzed my brain, I couldn't suppress it anymore, and I was unwilling to ...... was completely released, and Mu Zijie cried about what happened during this time.

Mu Zijie smoked a cigarette and sat on the curb with me, did not stop my crazy behavior, frowned, and listened to me crying.

In the middle of the night, a stumbling young man helped a young man who was sleeping on the curb of the road and walked towards the hotel.

This night was the most comfortable night I slept after my father's accident, I didn't dream, I didn't wake up, and I woke up slowly when the sun shone in.

"Have breakfast, I'll take you to meet someone later!" Mu Zijie sat on the edge of the bed, watched the unnutritious program on TV, wrapped up a cigarette, pointed to the breakfast next to the bed, and said a word.

"See who?!" I picked up my breakfast and didn't care about brushing it, I don't know if I vomited all the bile last night, I just felt that my stomach was empty, and I muttered while eating.

"Someone who can ask you for money!" Mu Zijie extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray and replied softly.

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After Mu Zijie checked out, he took me to Yixi, I know Yixi, saying that it is a media company, but the boss Xie Yuming is a serious Taoist, and the Xie Yuming I saw is still at the peak of D City.

"Xiaojie!" As soon as he entered the office building, a young man walked in front of him, wearing a sportswear, and the second-rate people on the street wearing leggings and black half-sleeves were obviously not the same grade, and shouted at Mu Zijie.

"Brother Jian, I was looking for you!" When Mu Zijie saw the young man coming, he grinned, and immediately looked like a dog, tilted his head and said.

"Don't call Brother Jian, call Brother Qiao!" The young man slammed on the back of Mu Zijie's head, making a crisp sound, and shouted with his eyes crossed.

"Eh, Master Qiao, I really have something to look for you!" Mu Zijie couldn't stop rubbing the back of his head, the corners of his painful eyes twitched, and he shouted.

"What's the matter?!" Qiao Jian saw that Mu Zijie didn't seem to be playing, so he put away his playful color and asked.

"My friend's business!" Mu Zijie replied with a straight face.

"What friend?!" Qiao Jian glanced at me standing behind Mu Zijie and asked.

"It's almost a pair of pants!" Mu Zijie replied jokingly.

"So, I'll get it!" Qiao Jian held his chin in one hand, nodded heavily, and continued, "Let's go to the reception room!" ”

After that, Qiao Jian walked in front, and Mu Zijie and I followed Qiao Fitness to the reception room.

Mu Zijie told Qiao Jian about the situation, and the more Qiao Jian listened, the deeper his brows wrinkled, and he couldn't stop smoking.

"Zijie, I can do this, do you understand?!" Qiao Jian didn't look at me when he spoke, but stared at Mu Zijie with a serious expression.

"Thank you first, Master Jian, no, Master Qiao!" Mu Zijie hurriedly got up, took Qiao Jian's hand, and kept flattering.

"Thank you, Master Qiao!" This is the first time I have been in contact with a real social person, and I am physically and mentally restrained, but I still have to have the politeness that I should have.

"Thank me when you come back!" Qiao Jian waved his hand casually and replied with a big grin.

"Let's go now?!" Mu Zijie raised his eyebrows, reached out to hold Qiao Jian's arm, and pulled Qiao Jian out.

About twenty minutes later, Qiao Jian parked the car downstairs of the perpetrator.

"You go ahead!" Qiao Jian motioned for me to walk ahead.

"......" I turned my head to look at Mu Zijie, and saw Mu Zijie nodding slightly, stretched out his tongue and licked his chapped lips, and walked upstairs.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

I knocked on the security door again, and I couldn't help but feel a little guilty in the bottom of my heart.

"You're a little one again. Force. Cub,! "The strong man opened the door and saw me standing in front of the door, and he was about to close the door.

"Give me money!" I reached out and clasped the security door, for fear that the door would be closed, my eyes were red, and I gritted my teeth and shouted.

"Damn, today Lao Tzu broke your hand!" As he spoke, the strong man pulled the security door hard.

"Bang!"

As the strong man said, the moment the door closed, there was a low sound, my hands were clamped, and it hurt to clamp, this moment was not that I didn't want to let go, but that I couldn't pull it out.

"Cao Nima's!" Seeing this, Mu Zijie in the back stepped on the security door.

The strong man was caught off guard, and was loosened a little by Mu Zijie's hand that pulled the anti-theft door, and the hands that were pulled out took advantage of the situation trembled uncontrollably.

"Dude, let's talk!" Qiao Jian walked to the door, put one hand on the door, plucked his ear with the other, tilted his head to look at the strong man, and said very casually.

"Who are you?!" The strong man glanced Qiao Jian up and down, raised his head and asked.

"Xie family, Qiao Jian!" Qiao Jian pushed the door open, and when he said this, his face was full of confidence, which made me envious for a while.

"......" After the strong man heard Qiao Jian's name, he turned sideways and let Qiao Jian enter the house, and Mu Zijie took me into the house.