A Self-Rescue Guide for Thousands of Suspects [Quick Transmigration]

Yao Zhibei's home is in a tube building in an urban village, more than 40 minutes' drive from Fengqiao Xiyuan.

The buildings in this area are all dusty and arranged in a square shape, like an ugly scar attached to the modern city, messy and bloated.There are all kinds of people gathered here, swearing at life every day. After scolding, they each dragged their squeaky plastic slippers, carried two 25 yuan LV bags from the market, and Start your day.

From time to time, gossip came, saying that this place was about to be demolished, and people were excited, calculating their own worth after getting the demolition money, and then life became peaceful again, and the news of demolition was shelved again and again. It seemed that this place was forgotten by the whole city. The people living here are still full of dreams of millions of demolition funds.

Yao Zhibei once imagined that he wanted to make money even in his dreams, to pay off the compensation for the family of the deceased over there, and to pay off the more than [-] yuan he borrowed from Uncle Yaokang, but the pace of urban construction is not enough in this old residential area. The district turned a corner, planned and planned and finally took a detour, it seemed that lucky things never happened to him.

Yao Zhibei entered the tube building, and the sunlight outside was completely isolated. The buildings here are very close together, and there is hardly a ray of sunlight. The path in the shadow is damp and smelly, and there are dead cockroaches and a bunch of red mice in the corner. medicine.His house was on the sixth floor, and Yao Zhibei climbed up the steep and narrow stairs, occasionally hearing a dog barking or arguing, which he took for granted.

The lights on the sixth floor have not been repaired yet. There is a small platform outside the corridor window. Someone has piled up a lot of old paper shells here, resulting in no light in the corridor. Yao Zhibei took out the key and put it in after a long time. hole.

As soon as he opened the door, he paused. According to the light coming from the room, he saw several notes pasted on the door. On them were written in red pen, "Kill to pay for life" or "Debt to pay for money." ", a lot of paper was scattered on the ground, he thought it was rubbish at first, but after a closer look, he found that it was paper money for the dead.

Yao Zhibei calmly tore off the notes, packed up the paper money, put them in a garbage bag, took out a flashlight from the shoe cabinet at the door, and shone it on the wall outside. Sure enough, the wall was not spared either.

Yao Zhibei sighed, and thought to himself, it would take time to erase the words on the wall with sandpaper, otherwise the neighbors would complain again.

People in the tube building can turn a blind eye to the small advertisements for unlocking on the wall, but they are very sensitive to the words "kill for life". They are full of superstition, and they are afraid that these words will curse themselves.

Yao Zhibei was scolded once by the old lady next door, in order to avoid trouble, he immediately changed his plan of doing papers at home in the afternoon, and found two pieces of sandpaper to polish the wall clean.

After finishing everything, Yao Zhibei was sweating profusely from the heat. He took off his clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower with cold water. He lay on the bed, picked up the envelope for making up lessons and counted them.

I have 1500 yuan in my hand, plus the 3000 yuan full-time full-time summer vacation last month and the scholarship for this semester, I can still pay for it for a while.

Yao Zhibei sighed, and when he turned over, the bed also creaked and shook.

What a fucking fuck.

Feng Ye woke up early the next day. After two months of recuperation, his hands and feet are almost healed. Today he will go to the hospital to remove the cast.

Feng Ye was taken to the hospital by the driver, and while the doctor was removing the plaster cast, he played Lianliankan with one hand, making a series of unbelievable words.

Then came a WeChat message——

[Girl from the next class who doesn't know when to join]: Brother Feng, do you have time today?

Looking at the note, Feng Ye had a bad feeling, so he sent a question mark.

[carp]:?

[Girl from the next class I don’t know when]: Didn’t you agree to come out to play with me last time?

[Girl from the next class who doesn't know when to join]: Just today, if you don't come to school, I haven't seen you for a long time!

Feng Ye frowned, before the "No" in the dialog box was sent, the other party replied again——

[Girl from the next class who doesn't know when]: It's at the milk tea shop in front of the school!The taro paste Bobo is super delicious!

Feng Ye paused with his fingers, and asked 001: "I remember that Yao Zhibei worked at the milk tea shop in front of the school, right?"

After getting an affirmative answer, Feng Ye deleted the original typing and sent it.

[Carp]: Good.

The other side responded immediately.

[Girl in the next class who doesn't know when to join]: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!OK!Two o'clock in the afternoon!Be there or be square! [Shiba Inu twisting waist]

Feng Ye suddenly remembered, and asked, "Who is this?"

001 replied: "This is Qi Qiaojing from the class next door, your crush."

Feng Ye understood, and changed the other party's remarks, otherwise such a long list would be a bit overwhelming.

The plaster cast was removed very quickly, the doctor asked a few questions about diet, Feng Ye nodded, seeing that it was almost two o'clock, he asked the driver to take him to the school gate.

He was wearing the white T-shirt from yesterday, with loose dark gray shorts and a pair of canvas shoes underneath. Originally a very nerdy outfit, but when he met Feng Ye's handsome face, he became extraordinarily clean and youthful.

Feng Ye still had half of the bluetooth earphones plugged into his ears, and just as he got out of the car, he saw a beautiful little girl walking towards him.

Qi Qiaojing asked a male god out for the first time. She was dressed very delicately, wearing a light-colored floral dress, long hair draped over her shoulders, light makeup and perfume, she was full of expectations.

Feng Ye evaded Qi Qiaojing's approaching hand without a trace, and said with a smile, "Where is the milk tea shop you mentioned, let's go there now."

Qi Qiaojing was not discouraged either. After receiving the gentle smile from the male god, her fighting spirit became even more high-spirited: "Hey, okay, I'll take you there."

"Welcome to cat love drinking tea, what do you need?"

Yao Zhibei was brewing a cup of cocoa Oreo, wearing a black mask on his face, he greeted him without raising his head, the name of the cute shop was a bit funny when he said it in an emotionless voice, Feng Ye almost laughed out loud Come.

If it weren't for his good-looking face, this kind of indifferent clerk would never have been hired.

"Excuse me, what is your house's signature?" A familiar voice sounded, and Yao Zhibei had just finished the drink in his hand, when he looked up and saw a pair of smiling eyes, "Mr. Yao, do you want to recommend it?"

Before Yao Zhibei could open his mouth, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the girl next to Feng Ye, and Qi Qiaojing stepped forward with a crisp voice: "I know, his taro milk tea with milk cap is the best!"

Feng Ye responded, but stared at Yao Zhibei: "Then trouble Teacher Yao to make twice as much taro mashed Bobo milk tea and cover it with milk."

Yao Zhibei nodded: "WeChat or Alipay?"

"WeChat." Feng Ye paid first, and then opened the QR code of his profile, "Hey, Teacher Yao, let's add a friend."

Yao Zhibei said flatly, "No WeChat."

Feng Ye was stunned for a moment, then smiled and opened the page of the phone book: "Then leave a phone number, I can ask you if I have any questions."

Yao Zhibei saw Feng Ye's look as if he was going to win, so he had no choice but to tell Feng Ye his phone number.

The two got the milk tea and sat in the corner. Qi Qiaojing was very puzzled about the relationship between Feng Ye and the clerk: "Hey, do you know him? Why do you call him Teacher Yao?"

Feng Ye said: "Because he is my make-up teacher."

Qi Qiaojing turned her head curiously and took a second look, just in time to see Yao Zhibei's side face with the mask pulled open for ventilation. Under the sunlight outside the store, it was reflected into a blurry silhouette. Slightly trembling eyelashes.

Qi Qiaojing exclaimed: "This little brother is so handsome!"

Feng Yexin said, I think so too, but he said, "Am I as handsome as you?"

Qi Qiaojing smiled and said, "Every handsome guy has his own way, you two are not the same type, how can you compare?"

Feng Ye: Yes, 1 means 1 is handsome, 0 means 0 is handsome.

001 said silently: "Colonel, you said that you don't fall in love in this world."

Feng Ye quibbles: "Where did I say that? If such a handsome mission object doesn't have a handsome boyfriend like me, wouldn't it be a waste of money!"

001: ...As long as you are happy.

It was also the first time that Feng Ye was asked out by a girl, if it wasn't for meeting Yao Zhibei and showing his presence in front of him, Feng Ye would not have gone to the date at all.

In order not to give Qi Qiaojing the illusion of being ambiguous, Feng Ye stared at the phone like an idiot all afternoon, clearing a whole hundred levels and watching repeatedly.

Qi Qiaojing hinted that her face would cramp, but she couldn't influence the fake, straight, wild man in front of her at all, and not only had a little doubt about herself.

It wasn't until six o'clock in the evening that Yao Zhibei and others changed shifts, and Feng Ye felt that there was no need to stay here, so he got up to bid farewell to Qi Qiaojing.

Qi Qiaojing looked at the boy who was about to leave:? ? ?

Feng Ye suddenly remembered something, and smiled at Qi Qiaojing: "Thank you, this milk tea is delicious."

Qi Qiaojing: "...You're welcome."

Feng Ye said again: "It's so late, it's not safe for you to go back alone, do you want to take my car?"

Qi Qiaojing's mood that had been silent just now suddenly became high, and her eyes lit up: "Is it possible? Will it be too troublesome?"

Feng Ye smiled: "No trouble."

...It really is not troublesome.

The smile on Qi Qiaojing's face froze, watching Feng Ye considerately close the car door for her, and said to the driver's cab: "Uncle, you can take her home first, don't worry about me, I'll go back later today."

Finally sending the little girl away, Feng Ye felt that his rejection was very obvious, and he should not leave any ambiguous impression on the girl.

With a relaxed body, he turned his arm that was cramped from poking the phone screen to play Lianliankan, turned his head and walked in the direction Yao Zhibei had just left.

Yao Zhi went not far to the north, waiting for the bus at the bus stop near the school. He didn't have time to finish his homework this weekend, so he had to go home quickly to complete the owed study tasks one by one.On Yao Zhibei's shoulder was still the simple black one-shoulder schoolbag slung across his shoulders. The straps of the schoolbag were a little off, but were sewn together with thin black threads.

The children are so pitiful.

Feng Ye let out a breath, raised his legs and walked over, and sat down beside Yao Zhibei.

There were a lot of people waiting for the bus around, Yao Zhibei rested with his eyes half closed, wearing a leaky earphone cable, and did not cast a glance at the stranger sitting beside him.

Feng Ye turned to touch him with his arm: "Teacher Yao?"

The small collision in the public place did not attract Yao Zhibei's attention, he just moved to the side, but still did not raise his head, Feng Ye couldn't help getting closer, and suddenly heard a series of vague English sentences from Yao Zhibei's ear came from the side.

"Teacher Yao?" Feng Ye gently took off Yao Zhibei's earphones, and finally there was a reaction. Yao Zhibei suddenly turned his head, as if he was suddenly awakened from a dream, with a chill in his eyes, if it wasn't for He was so emotionally restrained that Feng Ye almost thought he was going to punch him twice on the bridge of the nose.

Feng Ye paused, and smiled a little forcedly: "Mr. Yao, where are you going?"

"go home."

It was still a blunt word, like a stone, smashing Feng Ye.

Feng Ye quickly showed his shameless expertise: "Teacher Yao——"

"Don't call me Teacher Yao, I'm just your ordinary classmate outside of tutoring." Yao Zhibei said ruthlessly, "Just call me Yao Zhibei."

It's not easy.

Feng Ye nodded along the way: "Alright, student Yao Zhibei, you don't seem to have eaten, let's have a meal together."

Yao Zhibei refused: "No need, I'll go home."

Feng Ye chased after him fiercely: "I won't waste your time, I'll treat you to dinner..."

"No need." Yao Zhibei quickly interrupted without waiting for Feng Ye to finish speaking. It was still very bright in the summer evening, and when he looked up, he saw the bus he was waiting for was approaching, "Thank you for your kindness, I go first."

Seeing that Yao Zhibei was so stubborn, Feng Ye grabbed his schoolbag strap: "Don't be so ignorant."

"Let go." Yao Zhibei looked at Feng Ye expressionlessly.

Feng Ye gripped his fingers even tighter: "Hey, classmate Yao, please save face."

At this moment, the bus was approaching the platform, Yao Zhibei stood up suddenly, Feng Ye pulled subconsciously——

The strap of the simple shoulder bag died suddenly, and hit the ground with a thud.

Feng Ye: ...

Yao Zhibei: ...

Apologetically, Feng Ye hurriedly picked up the shoulder bag, patted the dust on it: "Is that right..."

Up.

Before he finished speaking, the irritability in Yao Zhibei's eyes overflowed unceremoniously, and he grabbed the backpack and held it in his hand: "Thank you for your kindness, but I'm going home."

The bus braked slowly amidst the long, drawn-out honking, Yao Zhibei got on the bus without looking back, leaving only Fengye with a frosty back.

Feng Ye: "...Can I just leave? This Bingshan kid is too difficult to deal with. I still help him pay back the money? I ask him to show his face and have a meal like this!"

001: "Please don't be discouraged, Colonel, come on!"

Feng Ye: Hey, give me back Gu Xiaohan, who is gentle, considerate, considerate, and lives a life of eighteen grains of rice!

001: ...

Feng Ye: Huh.