In the past, when I was free from any emotions, I always had to spend some time to adjust myself. Perhaps it was because I was mature or numb, now the excessive time was obviously much shorter.

Chen Xu's phone call brought a ok news. He and Chao decided to return to normal track and raise funds to make wine. This is their old business. It was very popular before being absorbed by the organization, but now it only needs to play the original relationship a little and start over. He said it very easily, but I know that it is far from that simple. The premise of social interaction is based on the premise of interests, and any relationship and friendship appear pale and powerless under money. Moreover, those who are engaged in underground businesses like us have more or less cut off contact with their former friends, and those business dealings are strictly prohibited by the organization. At that time, I thought this requirement was also very reasonable. After all, what is required for any industry is absolutely concentration and dedication.

Moreover, we, who live in the dark and active in the sun, sometimes have to give up a lot of things, including daily interactions and emotional nourishment. This can indeed increase the deep feelings among members of the organization, and at the same time force us to concentrate on all our energy in the organization. In the past, it seemed to be for the cause and for the country behind us, but at this time, it seemed that the naked policy of fooling the people, using our innocence and conscience and abilities, was nominally eradicating the bad forces in society, and in fact, it was just an obstacle to the further expansion of the organization's interests. The so-called underground organizations secretly supported by the state jumped out and realized that we were just guns and a group of guardian dogs who were pointing to the point.

Of course I didn't say anything. After all, we are all elites, people who live in the rain of bullets. When we return to the sun, we don't want to be looked down upon by others. We hope to rely on our own efforts. This is also the reason why Chen Xu refused to accept my money.

After hanging up the phone, I felt very happy. It was almost over, and their entanglement with the organization. But I just started here. In fact, this is great. I can do it according to my own ideas without any hindrance. At worst, it will be a death-death.

Thinking of this, my heart was clear.

When I returned to the room, I suddenly didn't know what I should do. I was very depressed. I hated this situation. I obviously wanted to do something, but suddenly I couldn't remember it.

I calmed down and sat down on the bed depressedly, staring at the wall in a daze. I finally waited for things to follow my ideas, but I didn’t know what to do. In the past, when I couldn’t control the situation, I always took the initiative to fight for it. Once I had the possibility of control, my laziness came out again.

This is the sadness of being a superior. If you usually have subordinates, you can get all the problems out and put them in front of you. Their ideas are very clear. Once you face them, you have to worry about the overall situation yourself. You are not used to it. You suddenly want to have someone around you, don’t ask for anything else, just be by your side, that’s all.

I forced myself to think about the whole thing again. Except for some things that I haven't figured out yet, I can control everything else for the time being.

The tense and numb nerve forced me not to think so much, leaning back on the bed, soft, like a lover's greeting. This was changed after Xiaoli came. For a moment, all the memories with her swarmed like a rising tide, drowning my reason, and fell into a crazy dream. There were many things that could not happen or not in the dream, including Xiaoli and me, the doctor, and even my original girlfriend.

I know I didn't need this. I guess these recent things have put me on the edge. If I am not careful, I will never be able to recover. It is not life, but spirit. I need a catharsis, a proof, and even an instinctive need. Just as Chen Xu said on the phone, he was very empty, so he found his former girlfriend, the girlfriend he had abandoned. At that moment, I was actually very uncomfortable, but why wasn't clear, perhaps because the girl blindly refused to leave, or because of the sorrow of her brothers.

And I am already an inseparable person from love. Even if there is no "meteor dust", it will be difficult for me to find a good girl to make up for the trauma of my heart. I am unfair to her and still to me. I want to lick the injured minced meat alone, and there are some stubbornness that cannot be explained.

So I escaped my ambiguous thoughts about Xiaoli, whether it was our relationship or the relationship between me and her. I could feel her abnormality recently. I even thought a little passionately that she probably suffered a lot of grievances in front of the organization. But I secretly scolded myself for being too self-righteous.

This is also the disadvantage of the superiors. Once I can take many things about my situation, I think I can do anything.

When Xiao Yan called me, I was sleeping. It felt very comfortable, the soft and fragrant bedding, and the short-term stress-free nerves.

"Uncle, what are you doing? Are you at work?" Xiao Yan's pleasant voice came from over there.

Suddenly I was in a good mood, maybe someone was greeting me.

"You uncle, I am in the spring dream. Is there anything wrong with me?" I casually followed the topic and stood up to wipe my eyes. My eyes were very astringent and painful. How long has it been since I had a good sleep?

"Hello, Chunmeng Wuhen, Uncle, hurt his body in broad daylight." Xiao Yan said seriously.

I was speechless: "Yes, I was wrong, I changed, right, did you ask me for photos?" I suddenly remembered. Then I found the stack of photos from under the pillow with one hand.

"Yes, right, uncle, why do I feel like I have a 'like yet' to you' now?" She paused for a moment, and her tone seemed to pout.

For these post-90s who have completely different outlook on life from me, I really don’t understand the meaning of their professional terms. I remain silent about the so-called “it seems to be there but not” and just said, “I know why you feel that? I have done the photo, otherwise I will take a plane to deliver it to you.” In order to make up for the shortcomings of my lack of understanding of her words, I made a joke.

"Hmph, I'm at the Hong Kong East Road coffee shop now. I originally thought I'd go to the horror house with my friends, but now I suddenly have something to leave, so I'm the only one, wuwu." Her funny fake crying came from there.

It was a coincidence that I was there. After thinking about it for a while, forget it, go, there is nothing wrong with it anyway.

"Why just let me accompany you?" I laughed.

"Hmph, if you want to come, come, if you don't come, you will fall down. I don't care." Xiao Yan said with a tantrum.

"Miss, can I take the liberty to ask to go to the Horror House with you?" I asked carefully.

"There is only half an hour waiting time, and I will not serve you if I have more."

I hung up the phone with a lot of laughter and cry. I washed my face, brushed my teeth, shaved, and called me at the entrance of the village, heading straight to the destination.

Twenty-five minutes later, Xiao Yan looked at me at the door of the coffee shop with his chest raised and raised his head. "Uncle, you are so unkind, so you came five minutes earlier. I despise you."

"Thanks to Miss Xiao for her contempt. I'm very honored. Wow, why is it so fragrant? Did Miss Xiao use fake perfume?"

"Go to die, you will know how to laugh at me." Looking at her little woman's expression, she couldn't help but feel excited.

There weren't many coffee shops. A few people were chatting in a low voice and enjoying coffee. A few eyes glanced at me unconsciously several times, and then there was no movement.

It should be a beggar and a foolproof person. While sitting down with Xiao Yan, I shouted: "Okay, today I will sacrifice my life to accompany my niece, and today I will not be busy with any business."

"Uncle, am I bigger than you? What business can you do? It's so loud." Xiao Yan kicked over. I didn't hide, just laughed, and looked around naturally. The owner of the few gazes just now understood what I mean. After saying a few words quietly, someone got up and went out, and the rest continued to drink coffee.

After saying a few words to Xiao Yan, the Lord would really take me to the so-called horror house.

A six-story building, the top floor is the legendary horror house. Looking at the strange things inside, Xiao Yan screamed in fuss and pretended to shout a few times. Of course, I would inevitably act as a savior sometimes to save Xiao Yan and the edge of collapse. I don’t know anything terrifying, it’s just some use of photoelectric means and atmosphere, and some sudden strange hands tremble without warning. And all this is so exciting and fun for Xiao Yan, who has been here several times. Perhaps, this is theirs

The meaning of life of a generation is hard to agree with. I think of her age as I am, and I can't help but wonder whether she was in front of the social trend or that I had been abandoned by society. When I was excited, I smirked as if no one was there, and when I was afraid, I came over to grab my arm with the devil's claws. I was yelling desperately with "Wow" and "Ah", not knowing why. But I still dared not show any impatience, so that she would say that I would not cooperate. But I felt that I would be younger with such a girl. I felt like I could not have a life like her, without restraint.

When she came out, she seemed very excited and said all kinds of feelings inside. While I became a kowtower worm. After a while, I felt that it was not good to just agree like this, so I found a topic to talk about it.

"Why didn't your friend come to such a fun horror house? What a pity, well, I must have come here several times. I don't think it's very meaningful, and I've been so tough that I can't help but agree to come."

Her face suddenly dimmed, revealing a rare sorrow: "No, she is very busy at school and has no time. She finally came out of home to play with me. I don't have any good friends here...but she was picked up by someone just now."

I don't care much: "Is her boyfriend? Isn't that great? It's better to finally have time to come out with your boyfriend than to be with you."

"No, I'm a disgusting uncle. I'm twenty or thirty years older than you."

I understood immediately and stopped talking.

"She used to say that she treated money like dirt, and that's all you stinky men."

"So the flowers are all inserted into cow dung." I said lightly.

She suddenly stopped, I didn't notice and hit her. She blushed: "It's all your men's fault. For you, the so-called love is not just from bottom to top, but it only starts to like it after doing it, right?"

It took me a while to understand what she said, and I realized that she was already angry, so I quickly said, "Well, you women are all from top to bottom."

After saying that, she felt abrupt and beautiful woman. She said angrily: "Hmph, for you, love is not only between two hearts, but also between your legs, right? Uncle?"

I don't know what to do. I even think I can face any matter that is solved by force and don't want to face this girl's confrontation. I just stood embarrassedly. Pedestrians are coming and going, and people are looking curious from time to time. I am like a child who has done something wrong, bowing my head and blushing without saying anything.

"Uncle, I'm so tired, let's go back."

"Yeah, okay." I nodded like an amnesty.

After walking a few steps, she stopped again: "Uncle, I'm so tired, you carry me." Looking at the bustling crowd next to her, she looked at Xiao Yan again, and bent down helplessly, waiting for her to climb up to my shoulders, lift her legs, and stood up: "Where to go, go back to the veterinary shop? Let's go to a place where there are fewer people, right?"

After a while, I didn't hear her answer, so I just left without saying a word. I probably still thought about the good friend who was confiscated by the rich man. At this time, I no longer thought about the possible consequences of being discovered by someone and Xiao Yan together. I just walked aimlessly on the street with her back and walked straight away.

"Uncle, am I heavy?" She suddenly spoke, but said such a sentence without any end.

"Uh, no, you are actually very good-looking and not heavy." I held her thin and compact thighs and continued walking.

"Put me down, I want to go home alone." She said in a leisurely tone, but her hands wrapped around my neck slightly.

Stopped, I squatted down gently, she let go of her hand and took a step back: "Okay, I'm back home, thank you for playing with me."

I curled up the corner of my mouth: "Okay, go back and have a good rest. There are some things that we can't figure out and help."

She nodded and turned left. I identified the direction, raised my hand and called a taxi. As soon as I got on the bus, I heard a whistle sounding in the direction of Xiao Yan's walking: "Oh, oh, isn't this a beauty next to a girl? Why are you shopping alone? Brother, please accompany you?"
Chapter completed!