wife addiction

Since then, that colleague always avoided me when he saw me, and only greeted me bluntly when he couldn't avoid it.

Instead, I feel very relaxed. Clean ears are not a bad thing for me.

However, just when I started to adapt to the life here, I found that more and more people began to stay away from me, just like that colleague, as if I was the plague god who would bring them bad luck.

I know that I have not done anything commendable and good, nor have I had enough well-being to be close to others. This kind of cold reception is a matter of course for me, and I have no one to blame.

April and May are when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and it is also when the mountain begins to turn green. In the past few months, I have vaguely understood the reason why people alienate me, but I can't understand it.

People said that the mountain was an evil mountain, and many people never came back alive after entering it, because a bloodthirsty demon from hell lived in the mountain.

However, what I saw was beautiful scenery and gorgeous houses. As for the owner, although he was a bit colder, it was absolutely impossible for him to be a bloodthirsty demon...

I took out my mobile phone and wanted to call my brother to ask him what was going on. I hesitated for a while. I was thinking about how to speak when I heard a loud bang and almost threw the phone out.

Many people gathered in front of the window, discussing loudly. I looked at the crowd blankly and heard them say things like "explosion", "great", "good and evil will be rewarded".

I also went to the window and saw a thick smoke rising from Dongling Mountain.

I was taken aback, and suddenly thought of the scorched earth in the courtyard half a year ago, so I hurriedly called my brother, wanting to tell him that something might have happened to his friend.

I didn't have time to ask for leave, so I rode my bicycle and ran towards Dongling Mountain. Halfway through, I called him. I told him about the situation, but he told me calmly that he was on the mountain now, and he was still comforting me. Don't worry, say that you will come down the mountain to pick me up immediately.

I hung up the phone, my hanging heart finally let go, but the tears kept flowing down. I thought I didn't care, but now I realized that I was actually very afraid of losing them. Although I only knew that I had an older brother two years ago, I don't contact him often, but after all, blood is thicker than water, and his friends are actually my friends.

When I walked down the mountain, I was exhausted due to tension and fear. When I got off the bicycle, I threw myself into my brother's arms and cried bitterly. It took a long time before I stopped my tears.

I looked up at him and saw that he was crying too.

"Xiaoying, I didn't expect you to worry about me so much. I'm so happy." He took my hand and said he wanted to introduce me to his friends.

Only then did I realize that there was a man in white standing behind him, no different from the last time I saw him, with the same handsome face and indifferent expression.

I only knew his name was Zong Jian after my brother introduced him.

"Have you been living here these months?" I was surprised.

"No, it's only been a few days." My brother smiled, his long hair fluttering in the air. "The sound just now almost deafened me, and now it's still buzzing in my ears, isn't it Zong Jian?"

"Ah."

"What's going on?" I asked.

"What's going on? I'm afraid someone is imitating Nobel and conducting bomb experiments, haha." He smiled indifferently, "But you don't have to worry, as long as this guy is here, the villa here will be fine."

He smiled and patted Zong Jian on the shoulder.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because he is the owner of Dongling Villa!"

"how about you?"

"Me? I understand very well. I am a guest of Dongling Villa. As long as the master is here, the guest will be fine."

"Oh? Really? Then I'm leaving."

I couldn't understand what he was talking about, and I turned around and was about to go down the mountain. Although blood is thicker than water, there is definitely a generation gap, and his friend doesn't seem to be my friend.