[Bottle evil] shared bicycle

Huahai District.

Wu Xie took a deep breath, touched the ground with her toes, and stopped the bicycle.

This is the most expensive residential area in the city according to the legend, and the people who live in it are all rich men/lords from the upper class.Although I come from a good background, my family is rich, and my third uncle is the boss of a listed company, but such a luxurious place... tsk tsk, I have never been here before.

If it wasn't for the falling out with the family, Wu Yiqiong and Wu Sansheng cut off his living expenses in a fit of anger, the young master of the Wu family wouldn't come here to do these serving jobs!

Wu Xie rode his bicycle slowly into the gate of the community, and was unsurprisingly caught by the guard's attention, his eyes were full of shock: How can the owner who can live in this community know how to ride a bicycle?Or shared bikes!The kind that costs one dollar a ride!

Wu Xie looked for a parking space pretending to be calm despite the grandpa's staring salute.

——It’s really not easy to find!

Almost all of the parking spaces are four-wheeled, but Wu Xie was lucky enough to find a place where two-wheeled cars could be parked.But...all Harleys.

Hehe, the yellow bicycle is particularly eye-catching in the domineering black Harley, even in the night, it can't hide the dazzling yellow.

***

It was already late at night when Zhang Qiling returned to the community from the company. For him, the daily work was not physically exhausting... What was exhausting was dealing with the old antiques on the board of directors, and his heart was exhausted.

Today is especially tiring, it's like fighting a hard/battle.

After driving the car to the parking garage on the second floor, Zhang Qiling went to the elevator and pressed the up button, but while waiting for the elevator to come down, he turned around decisively and walked outside from the stairs on the second floor.

stuffy……

It will be even more stuffy to go back to that empty, lifeless house.

Yes, to Zhang Qiling, it was just a house, even though it was luxuriously decorated, it was an out-and-out mansion...but it was not a home.From the day Baima passed away, Zhang Qiling had no "home".

Zhang Qiling almost climbed two flights of stairs from the underground garage back to the ground with the feeling of fleeing.

After taking a deep breath, he felt that he had come alive, as if he had just come out of hell instead of the underground garage.

Zhang Qiling seemed to be on the verge of an amnesty, his limbs felt much more relaxed, and he took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket.He usually doesn't smoke very much, and only when he is very irritable, he will light one to relieve his depression. Sometimes he even stuffs the cigarette directly into his mouth, chews it a few times and then spits it out-the bitter taste on his taste buds, and his heart is full of bitterness. I don't feel so bitter anymore.

The smoke ring slowly dissipated in the night sky, dissipating along with Zhang Qiling's depression.

Walking aimlessly in the community, things move with the eyes, all the scenery is dark, and it looks even darker under the bright and dazzling street lights.

Suddenly a smear of yellow slammed straight into the eyes.The incompatible color was particularly glaring, Zhang Qiling subconsciously raised his hand to rub his temples.He remembered that he couldn't find such a car here before.He has always disliked such bright colors with high saturation, neither red nor yellow, and it never matched his mood. How could there be "like"?

His favorite is navy blue, which looks low-key and stable, which is exactly the same as his own personality.

It was late at night, and Zhang Qiling walked into the mansion with his shoulders slumped.In the same community, Wu Xie in the opposite building was still working.

At 06:30 in the morning, Zhang Qiling came back from a morning run. When he ran into the gate of the community, a young man walked past him on a bicycle.

That yellow bicycle last night.That out of place color, that little yellow car on the rotten street, I can't find another one in Huahai Community.

Tsk.young people.Still staying here overnight.

Zhang Qiling frowned slightly, revealing a disdainful look: In this community, all the people live are rich people.Rich people always have some small hobbies, for example, keep a small/white/face... and so on.

Zhang Qiling is 27 this year, and he is still living alone. Although he is not short of money, it is not uncommon for him to put stickers on his body. There are men and women, good-looking and gentle.But Zhang Qiling just didn't want to relieve loneliness so casually.

People, it's better to be a little bit ethical.Don't just find someone to vent to, and don't be willing to sleep because of two money.

Maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe it was too boring to focus on the little yellow bike. Anyway, in the next month, Zhang Qiling could often see that shared bike in this community.

Not during the day, but at night.

——It doesn’t matter if you don’t think too much about it.

But I ran into the owner of the bicycle only once, and it happened by chance when I came back from running on the first day, and I passed by in a hurry before I could see the face clearly.

One day a month later, Zhang Qiling finally met the owner of the bicycle again, a tall young man.The man was unlocking the bicycle with his mobile phone. A man came out of the community building and handed him something. The young man happily said thank you.

Zhang Qiling has good hearing, and vaguely heard the man who was about to bald call the young man's name: Wu Xie.

Tsk.Zhang Qiling's brow was twisted into a big pimple by him.The man who delivered the things seemed to be in his 40s, and it was said that the man had 41 flowers, but that man had nothing to do with "flowers" at all, because he already had a tendency to bald.

The owner of the bicycle looks sunny and healthy. He is only 20 years old and looks like a student. At first glance, he is not a person who has no three views. Why is he so bottomless?

Also named "Wu Xie", what an irony!

Zhang Qiling was just slandering, it had nothing to do with him.Maybe the bicycle owner named Wu Xie is short of money, and the quasi-bald man is empty, lonely, cold and prefers masculinity. The point is, the bicycle owner is not bad-looking, with a fresh and refined appearance of a young gentleman, just one look... …easy push/pour physique.So it's not unreasonable for the prospective bald man to target him, everyone gets what they want!

A few days later, Zhang Qiling couldn't help feeling: The world is really small.

——The one surnamed Wu was chatting with the fat man at the entrance of his company building!

Tsk, this male student has always had a unique taste!

Zhang Qiling couldn't figure out who the owner of the bicycle was with, and he didn't want to find out, but he was a fat man, so that wouldn't work.Fatty is the only person in Zhang Qiling's company who feels that he is sincere to him, and it has nothing to do with him being the boss of this company.

Zhang Qiling felt that he had to go to Fatty to settle this "rotten peach blossom".However, after knowing Fatty for so long, I didn't realize that Fatty's orientation is so unique.

Come on!Regardless of what they do, if they like men, they like to go. Zhang Qiling doesn't think it's a big deal, but the object can't be this bicycle owner, this young man who has no bottom line and no offline line, only a good skin!

After Fatty finished talking with Wu Xie, Zhang Qiling successfully stopped him at the corner of the company's gate, and asked coldly, "Are you short of money?"

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