Xueba loves to answer me and ignores me

After repeatedly confirming on the map that I had reached my destination, I paid and got off the bus.

There is no place to stay at all. The small alley leading to the residential area can only be stepped on a few artificially piled bricks. The ground is full of dirty black water, and there are all kinds of garbage floating on it, emitting a foul smell.

I didn't expect Sugakoshi to live in this kind of place, and I didn't expect that this kind of place could actually live in people.

According to the address, I asked all the way, and I finally found the third dormitory building.

I was a little hesitant about whether to go up or not. I think Suga Koshi would definitely not welcome me, after all, he hates me so much.

But I still want to go up. Suga Koshi lives here and should be short of money, but I lack everything but no money.

Two villains were fighting in my head and finally decided to flip a coin.

I tossed the coin, looked up, and seemed to see the familiar figure of Kan Yue. I didn't care what the front and back of the coin were, so I climbed to the sixth floor.

Panting and climbing to the sixth floor, I couldn't help complaining, why didn't I press the elevator.

Sugakoshi's house didn't have a doorbell, so I had to knock.

After knocking for a long time, no one answered the door. I thought it was just an illusion, and Suga Koshi was not at home, so I prepared to go back.

squeak

The broken door opened, and it was a middle-aged man who opened the door.

"Who?!"

His tone was not very good, and there was a strong smell of alcohol in broad daylight, but I looked at his face that resembled Sugakoshi three points, suppressed the feeling of vomiting, smiled at him, and said, "Hello, uncle, I am Mr. Kangoshi. He didn’t come to class today, and the teacher asked me to bring him his materials.”

He didn't say anything, and leaned sideways to let me in.

There are wine bottles all over the floor, the remains of convenience food on the dining table and coffee table, and there is not even a place to sit.

I didn't see Sugakoshi, so I had to ask the alcoholic in front of me.

"Uncle, where's Sugakoshi?"

Sugakoshi's father picked up the swaying wine bottle on the ground, put his head up and put it in his mouth, and when he found that the last drop in the bottle was drunk, he said displeasedly: "He has done something wrong and is in confinement. Do you have money? "

I had no choice but to take out a few cards from Grandpa Mao and hand them to him. He quickly thanked me, handed me the key to lock the door of Sugakoshi's room, and ran out excitedly.

I came to the closed door and knocked lightly, but no one answered, so I assumed he knew about it, and turned the key to open the door.

Sugakoshi was lying on the bed, looking at me in shock.

"How did you come?"

I couldn't find a better reason, so I had to repeat the trick I just lied to his dad.

Suga Koshi didn't show any emotion, but told me to put my things down and leave quickly.

I hesitated and refused to leave, talking about the new wound on his face.

"What's wrong with your face?"

Kangoshi didn't seem to like others looking at his face. When I asked him, his calm face immediately darkened, and he asked me to leave with a dark face.

I knew I had said something wrong, and I tried my best to defend myself.

"I just care about you!"

"It's no use."

After chasing me home from school, I took the initiative to look for him regardless of past suspicions, but he still wanted to drive me away. What else could I do, so I had to throw the door key to him, and angrily slammed the door and left.

As a result, when I went downstairs, I saw the group of people from before.

I couldn't take it anymore and took the initiative to walk towards them.

Who would have thought that when they saw me, their faces changed, thinking that I had brought someone here again, and saw that my brother had taught them well.

"Ask me." I didn't bother to talk nonsense with them, so I asked directly, "Why do you always block Sugakoshi?"

The scarred man used to have only one scar, but now the scar is added to the scarred man, and he has a cigarette between his index fingers, and spat on the ground with disdain.

"His father has never paid back the money he owed me, so I can't find his son? It's only natural for the father to pay his debts!"

I cursed silently in my heart: Ah bah, the father of the ass pays for his debt!

"How much do you owe you?"

The scarred man held up a finger.

"One hundred million?"

"100."

Oh, it's only 100 million, not as much as my pocket money.

"How much have you paid back?"

"One hundred thousand."

"I'll give you the rest, don't bother Sugakoshi in the future."