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Zhang Xiaoba has no mind to pay attention to how the public security chief and these people deal with the afterlife, and he is not willing to fight for any awards or any good public honor. These things are nothing but cloud floating and meaningless to him.

Zhang Xiaoyi is walking on the Boulevard of a group of universities with his wife red fruit.

Mottled sunlight from the leaves of the gap down, soft touch two people, give a feeling is quiet.

"Years ago, when I was here, I thought about the scene like this today, holding your hand, and thinking nothing, just walking quietly. Now I finally did it." Zhang Xiaoyi looked at the distance still cold classroom to red fruit said.

Red fruit face up happy red halo, eyes are tears full of.

She never thought so. Now, she is a beautiful and beautiful food. She really dreams when she looks at the past days.

On the left side of the path is a dense grove, which contains a pair of my parents and my little lovers. The red fruits can not help but blush and beat their hearts.

Although there are many times in the dream such a scene, but, in the face of Zhang Xiaoba, her little heart can not help but flutter through the flutter.

"I really don't know how long I can hold on, but fortunately everything is like a nightmare." The red fruit murmured.

"It's all over, like a gust of wind." Zhang xiaobase gently touched the round back of the red fruit, so that the red fruit like electric shock, the body can not bear a shudder.

From university to Zhang Xiaoba's former company, he went to the small yard where he used to live.

Originally thought the company was still in, but did not expect that it was gone, not only the boss was not there, but even his best friend disappeared.

The small yard was still there, but the household did not know it.

The people inside saw two bright and bright people coming, all of them frowned.

Zhang Xiaoba pointed to a dark and narrow house in front of her, smiled and said, "I have lived in this house for two years."

Red fruit looked at the house which was not as big as the toilet, and his eyes were wet again.

At that moment, she felt that although she was a little bit bitter at home, she was far from Zhang Xiaoba.

The small house was not closed, and the door was so reckless and open.

Walking by, the furnishings in it are still, even those things left by Zhang xiaobase. It seems that the boss's mother is really too stingy.

A young man with his bare arm was cracking on the keyboard in front of a broken notebook, in the face of malnutrition.

A bowl of 78 or 78 instant noodles that have been eaten is placed beside, and a pile of cigarette butts are thrown in it.

When Zhang Xiaoyi and red fruit appeared at the door, the pale young man looked up and his eyes were full of confusion.

Obviously, Zhang Xiaoba and red fruit are not suitable for this place at all.

Famous brand a goods, which one is not tens of thousands of yuan, although young people do not pass through, but see others through.

"Excuse me, you..." The young man hesitated to look up and looked embarrassed.

"Are you a student or have you worked." Asked Zhang Xiaoba.

When the young people talk, they bring out a clean smile and say, "they haven't worked yet, but they need to work to support themselves."

Zhang Xiaoyi looked back at the red fruit and said, "what you see is me."

Red fruit was shocked, originally thought that every month to Zhang Xiaoba 600 yuan of living expenses has been very good, but now found that 600 yuan to buy this city can not do anything.

"You are..." The young man asked again.

"I used to live here. Come back and see." Zhang Xiaoba said with emotion.

"No, brother, you are joking with me. Loser is attacking against me. Although the story is good, there are several people who can really do it." Young people don't believe it.

"Pay the rent." At this time, a little sudden voice from the courtyard, this voice let Zhang xiaobase body gently tremble, it seems that the previous fall down the problem is really not easy to do ah.

Zhang Xiaoyi smiled bitterly in her heart, then turned around and saw that the renter seemed to be fat again, and felt that her chest became a burden.

The woman also saw Zhang Xiaoba, rubbed her eyes, and called Zhang Xiaoba's name in horror.

Zhang Xiaoyi looked back at the young man and said, "look, the landlord here knows me."

"It's really you. You are a real man. You wear this body. You are really. You have tens of thousands of dollars. It's a shit luck." Fat women chatter, but they don't want to make a fuss.

"Don't pretend you can't hear it. Get out and pay the rent." The woman said to the young people in it.

"I don't have money. Next month, OK. Next month will be sure." The young man was more pale.

"You've said it a few times, and if you don't take the money today, you'll get the calf." Fat women have no pity."How much is it?" Asked Zhang Xiaojian.

"Why, you are not going to pay for him." The fat woman teased Zhang Xiaojian.

"Yes, when I looked at him, I remembered that I was forced by you to ask for money, so I hated him." Zhang Xiaojian had a giggle.

"Two thousand." Fat woman did not ignore Zhang Xiaojian's ridicule. In her opinion, money is more important than anything.

Zhang Xiaojian threw out 20000 yuan and said, "well, this is the rent for two years."

When these two bundles of RMB fell on the ground, not only the landlady was stunned, but also all the others.

"You can't use your money for anything." The young man had come out of the room by this time.

"It's OK. It's fate that you live in my room." Zhang Xiaojian smiles.

"Uncle, it's really you who are back." In the distance, a little boy ran over with a surprised look on his face.

Zhang Xiaojian was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he was the little boy who took his handwriting as a treasure.

"Are you ok? Have you been to school?" Asked Zhang Xiaojian.

The boy shook his head and said, "there is no money at home, but I can already write. That is the sentence. There is a tiger in my heart..."

When Zhang Xiaojian heard this sentence, her heart felt sour and astringent.

Zhang Xiaojian felt a headache in her heart, which was really painful.

After a long time, Zhang Xiaojian was better. Instead of saying anything, she took out some gold bricks, threw cool to the young man, and threw two pieces to the little boy. Then she disappeared into the yard with red fruits.

Although he wanted to say some words of encouragement, he knew clearly that the world could not be solved by simple struggle. It seems that there are some contradictions, at least some of which are contrary to the theories our teachers taught us. However, he felt that he lived to this day, which is the most perfect interpretation.

With a long sigh, Zhang Xiaojian wished everything well in her heart.