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Watching the car go away without a trace, Gu Qingchi's heart felt inexplicably lonely or disappointed.

It's like the Sunday evening when I was studying.

Watching the sunset gradually fall, dyeing half of the sky red, but the mood when I haven't finished my homework.

Anyway, just can't laugh.

It's strange, before Song Yu appeared, he lived like this every day, but I don't know why he doesn't want to go back to the mahjong parlor, he doesn't want to go home, he doesn't want to face those bad things.

Just thinking about it makes me feel dark.

He remembered what Song Yu had said to him again, "Just find a decent job and live your own life in peace."

A decent job, I'm afraid it's a bit difficult.

In fact, before he entered the hooligan circle, he also did odd jobs. The most impressive thing was serving dishes and washing dishes in a small restaurant. He only worked for more than three months and then quit.

One is because the wages are too low, and I can’t even support myself, and the other is because the boss sees that he is young and easy to bully, so he tries his best to work for him, and he still defaults on wages. In the end, my father brought oily Sun Fatty and the others to the store Threatening a pass can be regarded as asking for the salary back.

But in the end, most of the money seemed to have flowed into Dad's pocket, and he couldn't remember it after a long time.

Although Song Yu told him not to worry about the money, Gu Qingchi still felt that the money had to be paid back, otherwise he didn't seem to find any reason to meet Song Yu again, as if this person appeared out of thin air and then disappeared out of thin air same.

He really likes being in the same space with Song Yu, feeling that the surroundings are bright and warm.

Gu Qingchi dragged his exhausted body back to the mahjong parlor, and was choked by the thick smoke as soon as he entered. He opened the windows on both sides to let the air flow, and his father fell asleep on the sofa in the back room, snoring loudly.

At this point, he is quite envious of his father, who can fall asleep when he closes his eyes no matter when and where.

Gu Qingchi boiled a pot of hot water, and was about to take another antipyretic.

In fact, he wasn't so pretentious at first, he would be fine if he had a cold or fever for two days, but Song Yufei took him to take his temperature and dispensed medicine, which made him feel like a patient with a high fever, and his whole body was in a bad mood.

Although he told Song Yu that he didn't wake up until evening, but most of the time he stared at the ceiling and stared blankly. The room he rented with squinted eyes basically didn't have the function of sound insulation. He could hear clearly even if he had taken care of Xiaosan.

Children often ran by outside the house, and he couldn't sleep because of the noise. He didn't want to get up and had no appetite to eat. In the end, he was so hungry that his chest was stuck to his back and he had to get up to look for food.

But the moment he turned around and saw Song Yu, he felt that his breathing became much easier.

Especially when Song Yu scolded him with his thick neck, he couldn't help laughing.

Simply sick.

Probably because no one has ever cared about him so much, so even if he was scolded by Song Yu for being worthless, he still felt very good.

While waiting for the water to boil, Gu Qingchi yawned three times in a row and wiped away his tears several times.

The self in the mirror was a bit horribly haggard, the stubble on his chin was unshaven, and there was a bruise the size of a thumb on his forehead where he was hit by a stick.

Song Yu actually had the nerve to say that he looked good to this face?

It's too careless.

Suddenly someone shouted loudly outside, and then heard the sound of mahjong tiles scattered all over the floor, Gu Qingchi frowned, and put down the kettle.

"Wang Guoyuan, how many times have I told you, don't play mahjong every day, leave the child at home and don't ask, I just asked him and he told me that he didn't eat lunch! You still have to be ashamed Now, why don't you just eat, drink, and scatter all over here!" A woman with a teddy head pointed at her husband and yelled.

"Crazy! I was going to win this round!" Wang Guoyuan went up and pushed Teddy's head, then bent down to pick up the mahjong tiles on the floor, "Didn't I prepare food and put it on the table? "

"Go back and see for yourself. How many days has the bread been expired? Did you open your eyes when you were shopping? Huh? I haven't been home for three days, Xiaobao has lost a lot of weight!" Wang Guoyuan didn't speak, Tai Ditou raised his voice and continued, "Are you saying that you have become a grandpa, and you still have the nerve to play around all day long? Your grandson will learn from you and fail!"

"So if I don't take him, you take him." Wang Guoyuan said confidently.

"Success, I'll take him, so you should subsidize the family at least! When I first met you, I was really blind. If you don't pay a penny, you have to give it away!" Teddy blushed with anger.

"If you have anything to do, go back and talk about it!" Wang Guoyuan guessed that he was humiliated by the words, and his face was ugly.

"Why do you feel ashamed? If you feel ashamed, don't go out!" Teddy cursed several times in a row.

Wang Guoyuan looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water. Da Ma Jindao sat down and lit a cigarette and began to shuffle the cards. The people next to him also started to shuffle the cards.

Teddy was the first to get angry, and slapped him on the back of the head, "Shameless! Just beat yourself to death here! Don't come back!"

"You think I am happy to go back, I will live here today." Wang Guoyuan took a puff of cigarette.

After Teddy yelled, he turned and pointed at Gu Qingchi, "You guys just make offerings to him! Don't bring me back even if you die! I'll give you the money for the coffin!"

Wang Guoyuan threw a cigarette on Teddy's head, all kinds of swear words with organs popped out, and then the two began to wrestle, Teddy head waving his thick arms indiscriminately, narrowly defeating Wang Guoyuan.

The people next to him were either watching blankly, or they were too busy recording the video to even stand up.

Gu Qingchi was almost speechless. People are sitting at home, and the pot comes from the sky. Although there are family members who come to scold them and take them back every day or two in the store, but like Wang Guoyuan It's really rare for the best to fight with his wife.

He stepped forward and grabbed Wang Guoyuan's clothes and put them behind him.

The chain palm on Teddy's head didn't know whether it was too late to close it or he didn't intend to close it at all, so it hit his left arm directly.

Gu Qingchi's hand was already injured, but the pain from this palm that vented his anger caused him to gasp in pain, and he frowned and took half a step back.

Teddy completely lost his mind after the backlog of anger erupted in his head, and he started to scold anyone, "You are not a good person, you have to ruin other people's homes to be reconciled, right!? If you don't beat him, he will be like this!" Are you shameless hanging around here all day long!"

"You can't fucking finish it!" Gu Qingchi was in a bad mood at first, not to mention the pain in his eardrums from the shock of his broken voice, and he was slapped for no reason. "Believe it or not, if you say another word, I'll throw you out!"

Teddy's expression froze from being yelled at, and he didn't speak any more.

"Three seconds." Gu Qingchi pointed to the door and gestured to go out.

Teddy's head was startled by Gu Qingchi's gloomy face. Knowing the disparity in strength, he went out cursing, and in the end he didn't forget to turn around and curse, "Don't go home if you're a fool!"

Wang Guoyuan sat back in his original position and was about to continue shuffling the cards. Gu Qingchi patted him on the shoulder, "Let me remind you first, staying here for one night costs [-] yuan, and extra blankets and quilts will be charged separately."

"Are you stealing money? 500 yuan, you think your place is a star hotel?" Wang Guoyuan raised his head and stared at him.

"If you don't want to pay, get out immediately, no one will stop you!" Gu Qingchi patted the table, and the mahjong tiles on it jumped up.

"What the hell," Wang Guoyuan yelled into the back room, "Look at your son, Lao Gu, he is crazy about money! He blackmailed me five hundred a night."

Gu Jian opened the door curtain and came out yawning, "I heard everything."

"Qingchi, you are outrageous, there is no reason to drive the guests out." Gu Jian continued to pack melon seeds for Wang Guoyuan.

Gu Qingchi felt that his throat was blocked by a puff of air, and he couldn't get up or down.

When the customers in the store are excited to play mahjong, they often ask to play mahjong all night. When this happens, it means that he has to make do with it all night.

Usually it's okay, but today I don't know what happened, I feel uncomfortable like the pores all over my body are about to explode.

It is estimated that it was burned.

He now wants to take a piece of antipyretic medicine and lie down on the bed and sleep peacefully.

Regardless of whether it is the national football team entering the World Cup tomorrow or the Big Bang, he wants to sleep now!

"Then watch it yourself, I'm going back to sleep." Gu Qingchi went inside to take the medicine.

"I have something to go out later." Gu Jian stopped him and said.

"Then close the door, I won't look at it anyway." Gu Qingchi said expressionlessly.

"You got shot today, right?" Gu Jian stared angrily.

"Yeah! I'm not only eating guns, I'm eating cannons too!" Gu Qingchi stretched out his hand to push him aside, and strode towards the door.

"Unconscionable thing! I don't even know how to feel sorry for your dad!" Gu Jian was going to catch up and scold him, but Gu Qingchi's pace was too fast, as soon as he went out, Gu Qingchi ran away without a trace.

"Old Gu, your son should be properly disciplined." Wang Guoyuan squinted his eyes, flicking cigarette ash on the ground while touching the cards, "It's true that the older you get, the less sensible you become."

"Qingchi has such a temper, sooner or later he won't be able to control it." An old man answered.

Gu Jian walked into the back room without saying a word, with his hands behind his back.

After taking the medicine, Gu Qingchi lay down on the bed, and when everything was ready, he began to feel a dull pain in his head again, and couldn't fall asleep because of tossing and turning.

He took out his mobile phone and played a few games of cutting fruit, but he didn't think it was interesting.

In the past, it was because Song Yu broke his record that he always wanted to play, but now no one will come to break his record.

He logged out of his phone and logged on to WeChat, which was taught to him not long ago by Youtou.

Fantastic!

For him, the main function of this thing is to post location and watch some video news that makes him doubt his life.

For example, stinky tofu is soaked in stool and eating too much will cause cancer. The meat in the ham sausage is made of dead pork. Eating too much will cause cancer. Water spinach is the king of all poisons. Eating too much salt can cause cancer...

A new post was updated in the circle of friends with squinting eyes: "Attention! Don't be careless when you encounter the following symptoms..."

Gu Qingchi entered curiously.

"Loss of appetite, chest tightness and chest pain, irritable irritability, persistent high fever, sore body, shortness of breath, accompanied by migraine, dizziness may be a sign of cancer!"

Everything hits!

Gu Qingchi's eyes widened and he breathed a sigh of relief. Now he almost suspected that he was already in the terminal stage of cancer.

Do I have to go to the hospital for an examination?

But it was too troublesome to queue up for registration and check in the hospital. He had to find a cultural person to consult the situation first. If it was not the case, it would be a waste of time and money.

He knew only one cultural person.

No choice.

Gu Qingchi hesitated for two seconds, clicked Add Friend in the upper right corner, and entered Song Yu's phone number.

Song Yu's WeChat name is "A Talented Fish" followed by a symbol of a small fish.

The profile picture on WeChat is a figure jumping on the seashore. I can't see his face clearly, but he can tell Song Yu himself by looking at his hairstyle.

Not long after he clicked add, the interface popped up a reminder that the friend was successfully added.

Gu Qingchi got under the bed with the mobile phone in his hand, and typed a line with great difficulty at a turtle-like speed: Song Yu, I'm Gu Qingchi.

Song Yu's Yu is really hard to find!

By the way, what does yu mean?

Why such a name?

Before he could send a smiling expression, the news from Song Yu had arrived.

A brilliant fish: I know! ! !Are you born in the 70s?Why do you use your full name as your WeChat name! ! ?