Dangerous game

What happened next happened extremely quickly. Zhou Ming lost his job within a few days. The idiot didn't know the ins and outs, so he took all his anger on their boss and scolded Jiang Bei on the phone.

Jiang Bei asked him to meet at the rice noodle shop in the back alley of the university. The shop was noisy, mostly stunned young students.

Zhou Ming was still talking about the bad things at work. He had already eaten a bowl of rice noodles in Jiangbei, and the soup had bottomed out.

"How can you say that people are so complicated? A few days ago, the boss praised me for my ability, but when he turned around, he turned his face and refused to recognize me."

Jiang Bei listened silently, picked up the soup bowl and gulped down the rest of the soup, his face was paralyzed and his face was calm, like an outsider who had nothing to do with himself.

"Hey, are you listening?"

Jiang Bei wiped his mouth, looked up at Zhou Ming, "I'll accompany you back to school after this meal, and go back after you're done."

Zhou Ming was puzzled, "Where are you going back?"

"Where did you come from?"

"Why?" Zhou Ming felt a little aggrieved, and he stumbled a little, "I, I didn't hinder you."

"You have no money and no education, what are you doing in Beishi, go home quickly."

"Which table is the beef rice noodle—" the boss yelled, and the surrounding noise became even worse.

The two were silent to each other, time passed very slowly in each other's silence, and there were people coming and going in the store, but their expressions were serious and unmoved.

After a while, Zhou Ming coughed, "This chili is really choking."

Jiang Bei raised his eyelids to look at him, and scolded with a cold face: "You are really a tiger."

The big fool never talks back to Jiang Bei. When he was beaten up like a hooligan, he just smacked the dust on his clothes a few times, and he still smiled honestly. Now he has mastered this skill even more, and it's all right if he doesn't retaliate when he scolds. , Turn around and pay for the two rice noodles.

"Let's go." The 1.9-meter-three tall man stood up vigorously.

Jiang Bei followed behind him like a chicken, pushing and shoving, "Get out quickly, don't block people from doing business here."

Zhou Ming was greedy for this familiarity, and his hands were raging on his back. While laughing, he hid this unattainable little thought.

Walking on the former university campus, neither of them mentioned the topic just now, as if they had reached a silent contract in private: forget what you just said, I won't drive you away, and you don't bear my grudge.

Jiang Bei wasn't particularly tall, he was much shorter than Zhou Ming, with only a point of head protruding from his chin, and his legs were naturally not as tall as that of a big, stupid man, so he was thrown behind him within a few steps.

"Go slowly." Jiang Bei yelled behind him.

Zhou Ming didn't listen carefully, his steps were still vigorous like a male rabbit, he looked left and right, completely immersed in the memories of his college days.

"Time flies so fast, it's almost ten years..."

Hearing his emotion, Jiang Bei couldn't help being moved. He looked up at the spire of the school auditorium not far away. It was so tall, pure white and majestic, exactly the same as ten years ago.

"I never asked you, why did you break up with your partner?"

"What are you asking?" Jiang Bei was still staring at the top of the tower.

"I'll just ask."

Jiang Bei didn't look at it, lowered his head and kicked a small stone in boredom, "It's not suitable."

"My first guess is that when I came here at the end of the year before last, he drove a Rolls-Royce to pick you up. I wondered at the time. You said that you are such a down-to-earth person, and you can usually get rid of it with spicy rice noodles. , where did you find such a small opening?"

"An afterthought." Jiang Bei snorted, and kicked the little stone that he had played with for a long time, "Why didn't you say it then, if you did, I would be less emotionally hurt."

Zhou Ming sensed Jiang Bei's unhappiness, and for a moment regretted his talkativeness just now. He shouldn't ask about this kind of couple's separation and reunion.

"By the way, do you remember our deputy squad leader?" The topic was changed by him.

Jiang Bei thought for a while, and had a vague impression, "The one who looks so anxious?"

"Just him, I heard from the third child in our dormitory that he has been addicted to gambling in the past few years. He sold all his houses and his wife divorced him. He just turned 60 and looks like he is in his [-]s. It's so miserable. You didn't watch the class group, his father is not in good health, he's been doing crowdfunding in the group these days..."

"Okay, stop talking!" Jiang Bei interrupted him sharply.

Zhou Ming felt aggrieved again, "What's wrong with me..."

"Too much talk!"

Zhou Ming sealed his mouth and followed Jiang Bei in silence.

Other people's miserable life has nothing to do with him, but it just reminds me that next month the bank will come to seize the house, where will he live, where will he go to find a new job, and his mother, until now Still keep it in the dark.

This time, it was a fucking big fall!

His younger brother is cruel enough!

Saying goodbye to Zhou Ming at the school gate, Jiang Bei went to Huadao Park alone by car, which is the place where he used to bring Shen Munan to play, catching earthworms in rainy days, and burying candy in the mud. When I was a child, I had more fun than now.

Before, Shen Munan said that this place would be demolished. In fact, after more than a year, the park is still the same. In March, the peach blossoms are blooming, and the branches are covered with dots of powder. The only thing is that the equipment for the citizens to play is a bit old, maybe there are not many of them. Moon here will be razed to the ground.

He was sitting on the swing in the park in a daze when suddenly a small ball rolled to his feet. The owner of the ball was a little boy standing by the slide. He was probably afraid of strangers. He bent over and threw the ball back, and the boy took the ball and ran to his mother.

The white and clean little boy is very similar to the Shen Munan back then, time has been winding and overlapping, and the distance of these ten years has been erased out of thin air.

"Munan, I don't owe you anything anymore." Jiang Bei thought in his heart.

***

"Mr. Shen Munan, the heir of the Zhongsheng Group, and Ms. Wen Jinyan, the daughter of Wen's Enterprise, will get engaged on March 26. The combination of a golden boy and a jade girl is really eye-catching."

All of a sudden, Shen Wen's engagement news was overwhelming. 80.00% of wealthy marriages were for commercial interests. Wen Jinyan knew it in advance, but the first time he saw Shen Munan, he was still involuntarily attracted by this man, an elegant gentleman, but Do not like to talk.

The engagement dresses for the two were made by the famous Italian designer Emilia. They were simple and elegant, with excellent details. Wen Jinyan's starry sky blue dress was especially bright like a river of stars. The hem of the skirt was bursting like a vast universe extending infinitely.

There is a wedding company assigned to handle the engagement matters, but my daughter always has to spend some energy on her own life-long events. She is unwilling to hand over invitations, souvenirs, etc. to others.

"Munan, what do you think of this?" Miss Qianjin sat in the Shen family's living room choosing a souvenir.

"Come here, sit next to Jin Yan." Mother Shen greeted his son with a standard ladylike smile on her face.

The man obviously doesn't have the tenderness to deal with these trivial matters. He smiled at his fiancée, "You and my mother can decide, I can do either."

Wen Jinyan saw the man's resistance, there was some disappointment, but he also knew in his heart that the two of them were in a pure marriage relationship. In the past three months of getting along, the man treated her politely and never exceeded the rules. In the movie, she accidentally bumped into him when she was brushing her hair. It was an ambiguous moment, but he was as silent as a mountain.

Mother Shen didn't like her son's attitude, she smiled and pulled the arm of her daughter-in-law-to-be, "Jin Yan, let's come and see, we don't care about him."

Wen Jinyan nodded, his eyes lingering on the man's face for a moment.

"I think this pink one is pretty good." Shen's mother raised her red lips and said.

Wen Jinyan lowered his eyes desolately, and forced a smile, "It's quite beautiful."

"It's best to change the bow on the box to light blue, and the combination of pink and blue is the best."

"Yes." Wen Jinyan looked to the other side of the sofa, and the man was no longer there.

Shen Munan went to the second floor and sat on the window sill in the corridor for a while, but he didn't think about anything, but wanted to smoke a cigarette because of his addiction.

When Wen Jinyan touched it, the cigarette in his hand was still half smoked.

"So you're hiding here to smoke." Wen Jinyan walked towards him.

Shen Munan saw who was coming, and moved to the side, deliberately making room for her to sit.

Wen Jinyan also sat by the window sill, his eyes were full of joy like a girl's first love.

"You don't mind?" Shen Munan shook the cigarette butt in his hand.

Wen Jinyan waved his hands again and again, "It's okay, I always smoke my father's second-hand smoke at home."

Shen Munan didn't say anything, and the relationship between the two returned to the usual state of silence.

"You don't seem to like to talk much." Wen Jinyan broke the silence.

"Is there?" Shen Munan took a puff of cigarette.

"Yes, I found that when you speak, you especially cherish words like gold, 'um', 'good', 'okay', 'not bad', usually no more than three words, anyway..."

Suddenly, Shen Munan's cell phone rang, and the woman's words were interrupted.

"Mr. Shen, Mr. Jiang met that man again." The call was from A Ping, who was following Jiangbei.

Shen Munan turned his head and said apologetically, "I have something to do with work."

Wen Jinyan was very knowledgeable and smiled, "Go ahead, I'll go downstairs and talk to my aunt."

"Mr. Shen, are you listening?" A Ping asked anxiously.

Seeing the woman's back disappearing into the corridor, Shen Munan looked away little by little, "Go on."

In order to claim credit, of course, Ah Ping has to add fuel to the report. It is best to say that the dead is alive, so that he can get more money.

"They had dinner together first, and then went for a walk at Beihai University. The man even touched Mr. Jiang's hand, talking and laughing..."

The cigarette butt was pinched and deformed in the palm, and fell to the ground with a thud. The man's face was hidden in the bloody setting sun, quietly and deeply.

"Mr. Shen." A Ping called softly on the phone when he couldn't hear anything.

Shen Munan sat on the window sill in a muffled voice, and it took a long time before he spoke, "Find a few people to frighten him so that he doesn't dare to stay in Beishi anymore. I don't need to teach you the specifics."

Ah Ping couldn't turn his head for a while, "Who are you scaring?"

"Zhou Ming."