[Quick Transmigration] Waking up every day tearing apart Xipi

The pulse is beating.

Although the sound is faint, it is still there.

The chest of the woman lying on the bed was slightly undulating, her face was sickly, her cheekbones were more prominent than ordinary people's, but she could still see the shadow of her youthful beauty.The room hadn't been cleaned all year round, dust swirled and flew under the dim light of the only bedside lamp, and the black and blue mold spots on the corners were constantly expanding and spreading.

She didn't want the young man who broke into their house to help her clean up because she liked the mess here.

"Let's clean it up, auntie." The black-haired young man stood at the door of the bedroom with a broom and rag for the seventh time, with a bright smile that no one could refuse, "After all, if you are sick, you should stay in a clean place to recover easily. .”

"I don't need to recover." She scratched the door frame with her fingers, staring at the young man's hand vigilantly, always guarding against the other party breaking into her only private area here.

The black-haired young man scratched his hair with countless cans of hairspray on it, looked at her with eyes as dark as deep valleys, and insisted in his tone: "Auntie, you have to think about it, you look so good-looking, there is still a long way to go in the future Ah, isn't there a saying that women should treat themselves well..."

The woman loosened her grip on the door frame. She wanted to show an expression of expelling the young man, but after hesitating for a while, she opened the door to allow the young man to enter. This was the greatest concession she could make.

"Except for the windows and the floor, don't move other places." She stared at the young man who started to clean up the scattered cigarette butts on the ground, and warned again, "You can just sweep it twice."

For some reason, Jian Yuan, who became the full-time cleaning staff of Shen Mu's house, took the opportunity to take out the garbage and sat on the plastic chair in the living room to rest for a while, and read the empty number text messages on the phone twice.

The goal this time is not to dismantle Xipi, but to untie Shen Mu's heart knot and save his fucking life... In fact, he has already loaded the file here once, and the reason for his failure is that he didn't take Shen Mu's fucking into consideration. Is it a depressed patient or the kind who will run to the roof and jump off the building if he is not paying attention.Jian Yuan clutched his forehead and recalled the scene of witnessing Shen Mu's mother jumping from the tenth floor, a little kidney pain.

Jian Yuan didn't feel any psychological shadow from seeing the brain overflowing scene, because he was the one who was crushed to death.

Ever since Brother Xiang bought him a mobile phone and he was able to receive text messages from that empty number, his lucky value has plummeted to E. Nine out of ten times out of ten times he ate instant noodles without a fork.

Mobile phones are really not a good thing.

Jian Yuan thought that in another world, if his mother knew that he was doing his best to help others clean the room here, she would definitely chase him with a feather duster and scold him, "If you have the ability to help others clean windows, don't collect a lot of them if you have the ability." Come back with stinky socks” these words.

He is not born to like to do voluntary work for others, and he doesn't reward Xiaohonghua.

"You also think that people like me don't need to live at all, right?" The woman found half of a moldy cigarette under the pillow, and after lighting it a few times, it didn't light up. After throwing away the cigarette with a frown, she looked at the The calendar on the wall that hasn't been changed for a long time, murmured.

"Someone wants you to live well." Jian Yuan sorted out the last bag of garbage, and by the way, put a bouquet of flowers from a part-time job in a flower shop on the woman's bedside, and said, "I hope you can live, and your child will too." Hope you live."

In the easternmost slum area of ​​City B, rats and cockroaches are multiplying at an alarming rate.

The distance here is only 500 meters from the urban area, but it greets the arrival of night earlier than the urban area.The pale lights dimmed one by one amid the coughing of the old man and the crying of the children, only a group of unemployed middle-aged people upstairs were still playing cards all night amidst the smog.

"What did you talk to that woman again today?" Shen Mu asked while leaning against the railing of the corridor after his sister fell asleep.

"I asked her to cultivate the hobbies of middle-aged and elderly women, watching dog blood TV series or dancing in the square." Jian Yuan squinted his eyes to feel the early morning night breeze, and replied casually.

Shen Mu laughed and said, "Why did you help her? This matter has nothing to do with you."

"I used to have a nickname called Friends of Middle-aged and Elderly Women. Helping a frustrated aunt is just a matter of effort... To be honest, I don't want to take care of your family disputes at all. This matter has nothing to do with me, but it has a lot to do with you, doesn't it?" ?"

It is impossible to talk well with someone like Shen Mu, because no matter what he says, he will automatically distort the words into the worst meaning, so it is better to simply and rudely point out the words from the beginning.

Jian Yuan understood the reason why Director Xia and Shen Mu could make a pair.

"If it's just because of this, you can stop here." Shen Mu lowered his eyelids and said, "You can see the surface, but you can't continue to participate. This is a matter of my family, and I will handle it myself."

"But I'm a very old-fashioned man, so I'm very interested in this kind of shit."

Shen Mu turned his head and glanced at Jian Yuan, and said: "My dad is coming in two days. You'd better not stay here, if possible, take Shen Nuo away by the way. I don't care about your eighth wife, but I don't The habit of letting others see the scandal in your own family."

Jian Yuan was silent for a while, remembering what would happen next.

He had listened to Shen Mu's words honestly before and took Shen Nuo to live outside for a few days, and when he came back, he found that Shen Mu had been hit twice on the head with a wine bottle by the man who was said to be Shen Mu's father. It was still sent to the hospital by the aunt downstairs.Then while Shen Mu was hospitalized, Shen Mu's mother secretly climbed up to the top floor of the residential building.

It's completely incomprehensible how such a big pot of dog's blood was put on Shen Mu's head alone...

According to Shen Mu's character, it is impossible for him to stay and be a melon eater.

If there was Xia Qingming or Zou Yan's think tank at this time, maybe the situation would be better.

the next morning.

After hearing his employee No. 18 sighs, the owner of the florist finally couldn't help but walked out of the counter and pulled out the black-haired young man who was buried in the carnation. After deliberating for a while, he asked in an elder tone: What's the problem in life? Your friend's mother is going to die again?"

"Almost." Jian Yuan haggardly replied after cutting off a dead leaf on the carnation.

"I said, is that his mother or your mother? Why do you work so hard? I don't think your friends worry as much as you do."

"There is a story behind this." Jian Yuan said sadly, "No one can understand this kind of pain."

"Just tell me honestly, do you like fucking?" The flower shop owner patted Jian Yuan on the shoulder and said sincerely, "I can understand your feelings. I made mistakes when I was young like you. I fell in love with you." I bought someone 20 years older than me..."

"...No, it's not."

After half a day's work, Jian Yuan had lunch in the flower shop, and then went out to help the shop with a wreath on his head.

When he returned to the store, he found a familiar foreigner sitting in the store.

Oh, foreigners.

He seems to know only two foreigners here.

One is Zou Yan, a beautiful boy with blue eyes, and the other is Xu Yi, a grey-eyed profane artist whose Chinese name is Ariel.

In this case, it appears to be the latter.

Calm down and think about it, Xu Yi should know him now, but he didn't owe Xu Yi anything before, so don't feel guilty when we meet.What's more, even his mother might not be able to recognize him now that he's wearing hairspray and glasses. People like Xu Yi, who look at the face of beautiful boys every day, will definitely forget his popular face every minute.

Jian Yuan walked into the store as if nothing had happened and started pruning the flower branches.

Xu Yi heard the sound of the wind chime shaking on the door, and quickly noticed the young man who walked in.

He didn't recognize who the young man was at the first glance, but he couldn't help but glanced again because of a vague sense of familiarity.Xu Yi stared at the young man's face for 2 minutes before he realized that the young man was the person he was looking for.

In fact, he didn't really want to admit that this guy with the postmodern haircut was the bride he told his mother to take back.

You don't know until you look carefully, but Jian Yuan's hairstyle really gets uglier the more you look at it, and it has broken through the aesthetics of the traditional barber boy.

It's just too ugly.

Xu Yi rubbed his temples and hesitated for a while, before saying to the young man with the flowers: "Jian Yuan, you don't have to work here anymore, our previous contract is still valid, and the salary will be increased by another thousand."

"You misunderstood that I am not Jian Yuan, I am Jian Fang."

"I made a bet with your friend named Zou Yan, betting that he or I will find you first." Xu Yi turned around with a dimple on his mouth, "Obviously, I won. I didn't come to solicit Your wish, if you don't agree, I can use the previous contract to take you to court."

Jian Yuan: "..."

Jian Yuan: "Is it still the same as before?"

Xu Yi: "Of course."

Jian Yuan: "Let me think about it."

If he had nothing to do with Shen Mu now, agreeing to Xu Yi would only benefit him and not harm him.However, as an unlucky guy who will die back to the save point at every turn, Jian Yuan feels that money is something outside of him, anyway, he can't take it with him every time he changes the time point.

"You promise me one condition." After careful consideration, Jian Yuan stroked his stiff hair and said to Xu Yi, "I have a friend who has been in a little trouble recently. If you can help, I will be there after the matter is resolved." promise you."

"Give me a hand?" Xu Yi frowned, and repeated in non-standard Mandarin, "What do you mean?"

"Do me a favor, it should be easy for you."

"Of course. No problem."

Shen Mu, who was sitting in Director Xia's car, suddenly felt a chill behind him, and couldn't help shaking his body.

Director Xia held the steering wheel, turned his head to look at him, and asked, "Is the temperature of the air conditioner too low?"

"No." Shen Mu avoided Xia Ziye's gaze and turned his head out of the window.

The dark clouds are dense, approaching the city with the force of doomsday, and it won't take long before the gloom will cover everyone living here.Shen Mu lightly touched the water droplets condensed outside the car window with his fingertips through the glass, and felt a chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

In this world, who will step on whom?

He is being trampled under the feet of countless people and crushed into dust.

At six o'clock in the evening, Xu Yi, who had dinner with Jian Yuan at the French restaurant, sent a provocative text message to Zou Yan's number.

[to Zou: I've found him, Iwin.Please follow the agreement automatically. ]

It took almost only a few seconds for the other party to text back.

[to Ariel: I found it first. ]

The author has something to say: Produced by Conscience Dongshi.