But Chen Qishan is not quiet.

Seeing Jiang Zebei's attitude, he immediately cried, "Jiang Zebei, you have no conscience, I have been running with you these days, and you still dislike me."

I risked being broken by my old man's leg to join you, and you treated me like this, you conscienceless ......"

Jiang Zebei finally looked at Chen Qishan with compassion, and said coldly: "That's not how it is used to be in the same stream, say that I have no conscience, can I touch your own conscience first?" ”

Chen Qishan was immediately dumbfounded, he stretched out his trembling fingers, pointing at Jiang Zebei for a long time and couldn't say a word.

Wang Zhu and Chen Baojie laughed when they saw Chen Qishan playing treasure.

The ox cart moved slowly in the wetland, accompanied by Chen Qishan's sound of playing treasures.

Chen Mengtian shrank in Jiang Zebei's arms, avoiding snowflakes falling on his face, and the corners of his lips slowly hooked.

It was snowing, pedestrians on both sides of the road were hurrying, and vendors were packing up and heading home.

As the ox cart moved forward, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road.

Just as the ox cart was heading out of town, Chen Qishan suddenly said, "Stop!" ”

His voice was not as graceful as before, when he was playing a living treasure, and it was a little more solemn.

Wang Zhu stopped the car as soon as possible,

"Zebei, look, is that Ziyue?"

Chen Qishan pointed to the front and walked on the street, with a man with snowflakes on his head and even on his clothes.

Hearing his words, Jiang Zebei's face was also serious, and his eyes looked in the direction he was pointing.

This glance made his face change greatly.

Before, the two of them obviously sent Zhu Ziyue home.

Why are you here, seeing people who should be at home?

Jiang Zebei took off his coat and put it on Chen Mengtian's head to cover it.

"Block the snow, don't get your hair and clothes wet, and be careful of getting sick."

Chen Mengtian nodded obediently.

Jiang Zebei got out of the car with Chen Qishan and caught up with the back of the person who was walking slowly in the snow.

"Ziyue ......"

Jiang Zebei looked at the back a few steps away and spoke up.

As he spoke, there was a momentary pause in his back.

But then he continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.

If it weren't for the previous pause, Jiang Zebei and Chen Qishan would still think that they recognized the wrong person.

Chen Qishan immediately ran forward quickly and stopped Zhu Ziyue.

He faced Zhu Ziyue, who was depressed and had no sparkle in his eyes.

"Why are you walking in the snow, when you shouldn't be at home?"

Zhu Ziyue looked at Chen Qishan with blank eyes, and then learned that it was not his hallucination.

Someone was really shouting at him.

Jiang Zebei also walked to the opposite side of Zhu Ziyue, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he looked at Zhu Ziyue in front of him.

The other party has changed into new clothes, and his hair is simple and roughly tucked together, but it is still a little scattered.

It can be seen that he went out in a hurry.

"Ziyue, where are you going?" Jiang Zebei's voice was gentle.

Zhu Ziyue looked at the front of him, busy with him, and risked his friend to overturn the case, his eyes were wet.

The young man who was covered in books and breathed tears rolled down his face.

"Where can I go, the world is big, why is there no place for me."

Zhu Ziyue covered his face with both hands, not letting his friends see his painful face.

Jiang Zebei seemed to be able to understand his emotions at this moment.

He stepped forward and hugged Zhu Ziyue with both hands, "It's okay, you still have us, we are good brothers, time will heal everything." ”

Zhu Ziyue's face was sad, and he choked up: "Zebei, I have no home, I have no home......