Mu Cheng heard Zhang Wei's misunderstanding, and hurriedly explained, "What do you want?" I just wish you had a place to rest, nothing else. He didn't want this question to become a tangle between them, and said bluntly: "Tell me why you borrowed money!" I can't lend you money for no reason, I always have to know the real situation. Zhang Wei no longer bothered about the previous opening of the house, began to tell about her situation, and said that she has been working part-time and will pay off the loan as soon as possible. After listening to Zhang Wei's story, Mu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and left her her mobile phone number, so that she could contact her if she had something.

Mu Cheng told Zhang Wei not to go to accompany the wine in the future, Zhang Wei hurriedly said: "You promised to lend me money, I definitely won't go to that kind of place again, really, thank you very much!" At this, she began to sob, and the tears could not stop flowing. Mu Cheng was a little puzzled, he didn't like others to cry in front of him, and he felt an uncomfortable blockage in his heart. He said, "Let's go, let's find a place to rest." Zhang Wei heard his words and said, "I'm used to resting in the underground passage. Mu Cheng looked at her and still misunderstood, and comforted: "Let's not go to open the room, I know a more comfortable place than the underground passage, let's go together." ”

Mu Cheng pulled Zhang Wei straight into a taxi. He called Ding Peng and asked if there was an extra bed. Ding Peng was woken up by the ringing of the phone, and replied in a bit of a daze, how can you get up at night? Although he didn't ask much, there was really no extra bed, and he could only sleep on a single marching bed for the time being, saying that he would buy it in a few days. Mu Cheng asked again if there was a renovated house, and Ding Peng replied that the second floor and above were basically renovated, and only a few places still needed to be repaired. Mu Cheng asked him to open the door of a house on the third floor, bring his marching bed up, and ask him to find a few cardboard boxes tonight to make up for a while. Mu Cheng is now the boss, and he doesn't have much to say, so everything will be done.

Mu Cheng took Zhang Wei to his unit building and walked straight to the third floor. When they reached the door on the west side, he found it open. He fumbled for a switch on the wall and turned on the lights in the room. The bulb is a temporarily installed tungsten wire gourd-shaped lamp that emits a bright glow. The room is covered with cream-colored patterned floor tiles, and the walls are painted in a crisp white color.

Mu Cheng ignored Zhang Wei, and he walked back and forth between several bedrooms. Eventually, in the largest bedroom, he saw a marching bed with a quilt on it. He pointed to the bed and said, "You can sleep here for the time being." He thought to himself that although this house still smelled of new renovation, it was much better than an underground passage.

A question surged in Zhang Wei's heart, she didn't expect Mu Cheng to take her to a brand new house. Her mind was full of questions, but when she was on her lips, she couldn't say them. She felt a little overwhelmed and didn't know how to start asking.

Mu Cheng noticed her heavy mood, and he said softly: "Zhang Wei, you shouldn't have rested well in the past few days, take a good rest, I'll go back first, good night!" With that, he went downstairs and took a taxi and left.

Zhang Wei wandered around the house alone for a while, her thoughts confused. There have been so many things that have happened in the past few days that she dare not imagine or face them. She blamed herself deeply, thinking that she had no ability, so she was forced to choose to work as a wine escort.

She remembered the kiss with Mu Cheng today, and the hot kiss made her heart beat faster and her cheeks hot. Her hands slid from her face to her hair, and she felt guilty and guilty. She thought of Li Li, who sat on the marching bed, her hands clutching her hair, immersed in self-reflection and remorse.