Su Yiman used to work in a bank, no wonder people are so temperamental, to say that she ran out to find him in the middle of the night, she is still a girl with a heart, what if she is wronged, the police station did not say a word of humility.

This is really a coincidence, after eating, she actually ran to the gate of Qingshui Yuan like a ghost, or even if this Su Yiman has a heart, she can't find herself, and her kindness is not in vain. Xia Jian sat alone on the bench of the Taohe River scenic line, recalling the scene just now, sweet, indescribably beautiful.

When Su Yiman and Xia Jian separated, they also told her where she worked, so that Xia Jian could go to her and find her if he had any difficulties? Isn't it ridiculous, in his own situation, Xia Jian's inferiority complex is about to die.

The night is slowly deep, there are almost no pedestrians on the Taohe River scenic line, Xia Jian sat on the bench, very distressed, what can I do in the next days? There are only more than a hundred dollars left in his pocket, and if he doesn't have something to do, the money won't last a few days. Since being brought back to the village by Wang Degui, Xia Jian felt that he had not had a day, and he suddenly felt that there was no point in living.

Xia Jian, who thought of this thought, suddenly stood up and walked towards the edge of the river embankment.

The river under the river is flowing endlessly, Xia Jian really wants to close his eyes and die a hundred times, so as not to be so troubled every day. Suddenly, his father, mother, and Zhao Hong popped up in his mind? … He can't do that, he has the expectations of these people in him.

Xia Jian suddenly felt that his approach was a little funny, as for it? Just for this bit of, he still dies, so is he still Xia Jian? Besides, the water of this Tao River can't drown him at all, he can't jump down and fall to his death, if he gets crippled again, he can't die, he can't live, then his life will be really miserable.

Suddenly, a few raindrops fell in the sky, Xia Jian couldn't help but look at the sky, the sky in the distance, the dark clouds were pitch black, but the sky above Bucheon City, the clouds were thin, judging from geographical knowledge, it would not look like rain. Xia Jian hesitated, he didn't dare to be careless, in case it started to rain in the middle of the night, let him find a place to live.

It seems that this bench can't be slept on, so where is it going?

Bridge hole! Xia Jian suddenly opened his mind, isn't there a Zhaozhou Bridge-style bridge on the Tao River? The middle is a large arch type, in order to facilitate drainage when the river rises on both sides, there are two small arch holes each, if you live in a certain place, one can shelter from the rain, and the other is high above the ground, not easy to be found by others, Xia Jianyi thought of this, and strode forward happily, in fact, it is not far, just in front of you.

When I got to the bottom of the bridge, with the help of the lights on the embankment, my God, this small arch hole is actually not low from the ground, but this is difficult Xia Jian, he rushed with one lung, used both feet and hands, and climbed up in three or two strokes.

As soon as he stood still, a black whirring thing poked straight at him, with a voice: "Get down, this is Lao Tzu's territory"

Xia Jian flashed back violently, his back was attached to the bridge hole, and his head was also hit due to the unfamiliar ground shape. Xia Jian, who was a little annoyed, took a look at it, hey! My goodness, there were four or five people sleeping in the little bridge hole, and one guy was sitting upright with something like a stick in his hand.

"The hand is good, the response is quite fast, which street do you mix?" The guy said, standing up.

Xia Jian saw clearly that it was a few beggars, and at the moment of speaking, several other sleeping people also sat up, and some people were scolding and scolding, which probably meant that Xia Jian disturbed their sleep.

I didn't see any beggars in this Bucheon city during the day, how could there be so many people at night? Xia Jian was a little confused, could it be that there was really a beggar gang.

Xia Jian looked at the situation, this is really going to start, so many people themselves may not have the upper hand, if it is like what the martial arts say, wouldn't he be even more miserable, thinking about this, he hurriedly accompanied him and said: "Heroes, disturb your sleep, I didn't mix up any street, I just came here to find a place to sleep, I didn't expect there to be someone here."

"Bullshit, what a hero, don't be a shabby person anymore, if you really don't have a place to live, just find a place to squeeze on the side, if you're here to make trouble, then please leave early, if there's anything to talk about tomorrow, do it here, you will fall to death if you fall" After the person finished speaking, without waiting for Xia Jian to speak, he lay down on his own.

What are you talking about? Xia Jian always felt weird, that is, he couldn't figure out what was wrong. said that he was sleeping, but he couldn't sleep, the bridge hole was round, where people could sleep, someone had already slept, Xia Jian had to sit and lie half-lying, but it didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

Because he slept late, when Xia Jian opened his eyes, the sky was already bright, and there was a lively scene on the Taohe River scenic line, with dancing, boxing and running, and dogs and birds, which can be said to be everything.

Xia Jian sat in the bridge hole, which can be said to be condescending, and the scenery on the riverside can be said to be at a glance. Suddenly he remembered that there were no other people in this bridge cave last night? In the blink of an eye, there was no one in the bridge cave who had left early. There were several empty cans on the floor, as well as cigarette boxes.

Hard box Hongta Mountain, this is a good smoke! Although Xia Jian doesn't smoke, he has never eaten pork, so he may not have seen a pig run! When I was in school, I heard some classmates brag, saying that a box of cigarettes costs seven or eight yuan, seven or eight yuan? This is on the construction site of Li Papi, and it is only ten yuan for a day of tiring work.

No, there is definitely a problem, this is pumping Hongta Mountain every day, do you say you still need to beg? Xia Jian's mind flashed the scene of last night, and slowly he suddenly realized that this group of people was not beggars, and they didn't say it, and he didn't see it clearly, but he just felt it, Xia Jian suddenly patted his head, and suddenly understood, he was taken to the ditch by someone else's words.

"Big brother, this is it, it will never be wrong" Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps under the bridge, and the number of people listening to the sound would not be small.

This place has good feng shui! I ran here early in the morning. Xia Jian leaned his back against the bridge hole, looked down sideways, oh my god, why is it always like acting in a movie these days. Under the bridge, there were seven or eight young men standing, all of them in good spirits, dressed uniformly, black horse clips, white shirts, black pants, these people stood separately in an orderly manner, and among them, there was a guy who was not very tall, with his back to Xia Jian.

I only heard the man say: "It's all a bunch of useless guys, at this time, people should leave early, remember not to startle the snake, at night, send a clever brother here to keep an eye on me, and then inform me"

After speaking, the man walked forward without looking back, which guys behind him, followed with a hula sound, Xia Jian looked at it with straight eyes, he can be regarded as mixed with society, but compared with others, it is simply heaven and earth, even if it is Lu Monkey, and which Gao Wei makes him hate, they can't compare.

When he thought of these people, Xia Jian inevitably thought of Cai Li again, he knew that with his current appearance, Cai Li would not look at him, but he couldn't forget her, don't you say this is self-inflicted or what?

If you want to say that this Cai Li has no hope, but this Zhao Hong is really good to herself, two thousand yuan! gave Wang Youcai, the bastard, without hesitation, if it weren't for Zhao Hong's medical expenses of 2,000 yuan, would Wang Degui be able to let him go?

Xia Jian has never dared to tell anyone about this, especially his parents, two thousand yuan! This is not a small number for their family, these years in order to provide for him to go to school, it can be said that the family has worked hard, life is a little harder, but finally did not pull down the famine, and some people in the village are different, either, simply do not provide for the children to go to school, as soon as they graduate from primary school, they go home to farm, or they are in debt.

In the entire Xiping Village, only he and Wang Youdao are the only ones who are about the same age as him and go to high school in Pingdu, needless to say about the Wang family, listening to my father Xia Zecheng, Wang Degui's family used to be rich peasants, and the foundation is thick! It's all farming, what does it mean to have a thick foundation, and Xia Jian hasn't understood it until now.

may be the reason why he has been out of the house for a long time, Xia Jian sat in the bridge cave and couldn't help but think of the previous bits and pieces.

What's the use of thinking, can't prove himself with actions, can he just go back, the reality is cruel in front of him, if he can't find a job again, will he stay here every day?

The stomach screamed again, Xia Jian punched himself twice, and he had to give himself an explanation today.

When he poked his head out and was about to come down from the bridge hole, the Taohe River scenery was already lively, in addition to the old people who practiced in the morning in the past, there were also some children, Xia Jian then remembered that today should be a Sunday.

Young people just want to save face, Xia Jian was afraid that when he went down from here, others would find out that he was laughing, so he shrank his body back, and inadvertently looked up, Xia Jian found that the sky in the west was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

It's a festival of rain!