human game

He is eating cakes and enjoying a happy life, but Jing Ping is busy looking for his radio. There is a row of trash cans downstairs, but they are all for throwing kitchen waste. Most of their things are daily necessities and should not be thrown in. Well, but he was thirty, and it was already the tenth day of the lunar new year, so no matter where he was, he should be sent to the garbage dump for disposal.

He has to go to work in the afternoon, and he has no time to look for it. This is like finding a needle in a haystack, even if it is recovered, it may be broken.Jing Ping could only force himself to go to the milk tea shop. The boss saw that he looked bad and told him not to push too hard.He changed into work clothes and a smiling face, but he was flustered, regretting and hating, regretting that he should take the radio home with him, hating the newcomer for disposing of other people's things without asking.

After he went back, he called Luan Ying again, but he didn't know that he had been blacklisted long ago, no matter how hard he called, it was useless.Lying on the bed at night, whenever he thinks about the radio being lost by him, he tosses and turns. If Luan Ying were here, he would probably be torn into pieces by him, and it wouldn't count if he stepped on her feet, but he was not here, Jing Ping I could only grit my teeth and beat the bed, but I couldn't cry.

The taste of tears has been tasted thousands of times, and I can never do it again.

Jing Ping has been tormented by this for the past two days. He lost weight, didn't sleep well, and his complexion was sallow. When Liang Shuan came back, he saw him, "Boss, people gain three catties during the festive season. I see you I lost three catties." When he looked around the dormitory, he completely changed his appearance, and it was cleaner than when they first moved in.Before, he accidentally broke a corner of the toilet mirror, and there was a crack at the bottom, but it was gone, so he probably bought a new one to install it.

He had heard what Jing Ping had said before he came here, and looked at the table in the No. Got it." He pulled out the chair and sat down on the wrapped film, "Boss, have you found the radio?" Jing Ping shook his head and said nothing, Liang Shuan knew that it was a relic given to him by his grandfather, Although he can't even adjust the sound, it's just a thought, he sometimes opens and listens alone, and closes the door as soon as he or Xiao Ma enters, for fear of disturbing them.He comforted Jing Ping and said, "This is also a helpless thing, no one knows. But, I think this person can do this kind of thing, I am afraid that he is not ordinary rich, so he is not easy to mess with."

"It's not easy to mess with, but I have to mess with it too." Jing Ping lowered his eyes and didn't know what to think about, Liang Shuan felt chilly, and didn't know whether it was the wind blowing in or because of their boss's appearance.Although Jing Ping is usually warm-hearted and kind, but when something makes him angry, he can't be more ruthless.He bought a piece of clothing on the Internet before, at an extremely cheap price, but when it was delivered, there was a hole in the back. If it were someone else, he might have endured it. He had been entangled with the seller for half a month, and Liang Shuan later felt that He wants to write a lawsuit to take the unscrupulous shopkeeper to court.

During that time, there were often news of threats to buyers due to bad reviews. For a while, he was afraid that Jingping would receive a wreath tile, but he still won. The seller returned the money to him. Liang Shuan asked him why he was bothered, and he just said , "I have the right to claim my rights. These people just think that everyone is easy to deceive, and I will teach them a lesson."

In the past, he was a martyr, a student leader who took to the streets to protest and raised his arms and shouted. He was the first to throw his head and blood.