Who is not Bai Yueguang?

When it was time to go to bed, Xue Qiao sent Bi He to the door of the guest room, and the two said good night.

"I'm going out early tomorrow morning, so you can sleep peacefully and don't worry about me." Xue Qiao warned, and repeated, "Contact me anytime if you have any problems finding a job."

Bi He nodded with a slight smile, and said "good night" again.

"Good night." Xue Qiao looked softly, watching Bi He enter the room and close the door before turning back to his bedroom.

Bi He listened to the door with his ear for a while, confirmed that he heard the sound of Xue Qiao closing the door, and tiptoed back to bed.

Why is Xue Qiao so kind?

In fact, after doing the math, they haven't seen each other for seven or eight years. Let alone Xue Qiao is still a star, even ordinary people wouldn't be so quick to take in an old friend they haven't seen for many years, right?

No wonder Xue Qiao's fans always say "Our Da Qiao is the kindest person in the world".

This is not kindness, this is obviously lack of heart.

Bi He closed his eyes and thought for a while, then fell asleep again after thinking about it.

The pillows and quilts of Xue Qiao's house were so soft that Bi He's dreams were rarely soft and fuzzy.

There is no more yellow-haired Bi He, and the black-haired Bi He walks like an old snail holding a stack of five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulations.

But in the dream, he didn't feel the heavy weight, but he didn't understand why his body walked so slowly, as if he was deliberately waiting for the voice coming from the corner of the stairs.

"Student, do you need help?"

When Xue Qiao went out, Bi He fell into a drowsy sleep, and hardly heard any sound, but there seemed to be a voice that did not belong to Xue Qiao talking.

He couldn't hear what the voice was saying clearly, and Xue Qiao's lowered voice could be heard intermittently, mixed with words like "friend" and "it's okay".

Bi He smacked his lips in his dream, turned over and continued to sleep.

When I woke up again, it was already high in the sun.

Bi He lay straight on the bed and looked up at the ceiling for a while, until he heard a gurgling sound in his stomach, and then he got up and left the bedroom.

After walking a few steps out of the room, he paused again, turned around and ran back with a whimper, folded the quilt that was sleeping in a ball, carefully smoothed out the wrinkles of the pillows and sheets, and then stepped on the slippers and entered the living room.

Xue Qiao is so careless, it's better to treat his house better.

Bi He muttered, and by the way praised himself fiercely, he is really a kind person.

The living room was very quiet, there was a post-it note on the refrigerator door in the kitchen, Bi He looked at it with squinted eyes.

"The milk is expired, don't drink it, there is soy milk on the counter."

Xue Qiao's handwriting is strong and powerful, but it is really beautiful.

Bi He turned around and went to the cooking counter. The fresh soy milk and steamed buns looked like they had just been bought in the morning, and no one had touched them, but they were naturally cold by noon.There is a microwave oven next to it, but Bi He didn't even look at it. He took a sip of the cold soy milk, and swallowed the buns in twos and threes.

The steamed stuffed bun tasted good, but it was cold and a bit hard.

But men, just want to be so informal.

After eating something, the uncomfortable hunger in his stomach subsided a little, and Bi He walked around the room again, and when he was washing, he saw that his hair was curled up with personality in the mirror.

The tip of the hair has faded a little bit of color, you can't see it unless you look carefully, the quality of this 20 fast hair dye is quite good.

I walked back and forth several times in boredom, turned on the TV and pressed a round of channels, but there was no good-looking program. Seeing that it was almost afternoon, Bi He felt that it was time to go back and watch Ma Gan.

He told Xue Qiao that he was going out to find a job, so he should look like he had been out.

Bi He felt that Xue Qiao was a bit stupid, he believed such a lame lie even though he was steady, reliable and shrewd.

But be silly, after all, Bi He can't afford such a good house.Didn't he just fancy Xue Qiao's point and come to find a free meal ticket?

Bi He whistled, changed his clothes and went out.

In the elevator, I met the young man from yesterday, still wearing big sunglasses, followed by two men with bags.

He obviously still remembered Bi He, and glared at him in an instant.

Bi He was taken aback by the sudden turn of the two big black discs, looked at him inexplicably, and moved aside.

The elevator door opened with a "ding", and the man in sunglasses went out with his head held high. Before leaving, he glared at Bi He with his big sunglasses.

Bi He looked at his back inexplicably, and rubbed his head in confusion.

Maybe celebrities... are a little sick.

Granny Wang's old floral shirts to dry fell to the messy ceiling downstairs again, and she poked her old waist tremblingly with the clothes-drying pole.

As soon as Bi He went upstairs, she was startled, and rushed over to hug her: "My mother-in-law!"

Very sincere and soul-stirring.

"Die!" Granny Wang was dragged back by him, and her dentures almost fell out in fright.

Bi He climbed up the fence in twos and twos, his whole body was outside the fence, and poked the flowered shirt back with the clothes rail with ease.

He jumped onto the balcony and said carelessly, "I told you that I'm not here, so I'm called Ma Gan, so I'm not afraid to get shy."

"Oh, I'm going to die." Granny Wang was full of anger, "He's an uncle, he slept like a dead pig, and couldn't wake up even if the building exploded!"

Bi He laughed twice, and ran back to his home to see the dead pig.

As soon as the door was opened, there was a smell of alcohol, Bi He waved his hand in the air in disgust, opened the window to let out the air, and then kicked the sleeping stick awake.

"I'm going to die." The hemp stick bounced up suddenly, and it was clearly Bi He who lay back on his stomach.

"You're the one who's going to die, and the trash is thrown on my bed again." Bi He picked up the bag of potato chips thrown by his bedside in disgust, and threw it on Ma Gan's face.

Ma Gan randomly pushed aside a pile of things on his bed, sat up and yawned: "What have you been doing these two days, kid? You don't come home at night."

"Looking for a meal ticket." Bi He replied casually.

"What?" Ma Gan looked puzzled, Bi He ignored him, and ran out to read the water meter.

Ma Gan originally had something to tell him when Bi He came back, so he sat on the bed and smoked a cigarette, and when Bi He came back, he stared at his black hair for a while, hesitant to speak.

"I'll put this month's water bill here, remember to pay when Brother Ye comes tonight." Bi He pressed the money and papers under the ashtray.

"Are you not coming back at night?" Ma Gan looked at him unexpectedly.

Bi He smiled with his lips hooked, and said casually: "I found the meal ticket."

"No." Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, Ma Gan quickly asked, "What are you doing?"

Bi He then briefly talked about the matter of going to Xue Qiao, only considering that Xue Qiao is a star after all, so he withdrew his name.

"Your classmate is so good?" Ma Gan opened his mouth wide after hearing this, "He will believe what you say, you have yours, and you pretend to be a returnee. You don't look like a returnee, you are just a dolphin."

"You don't know." Bi He curled his lips, "He is very enthusiastic and loves to help people."

"It's not like everyone can help." Ma Gan didn't believe it.

"We had a good relationship back then, okay?" Bi He was a little displeased when he saw that he didn't believe him, and leaned back against the head of the bed proudly, "Master, I was a well-known school grass when I was in high school."

The hemp stick "cut": "Just blow it, I don't know anyway."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Bi He again, and changed his words: "But you are quite handsome, and those who have studied are different from us."

Bi He smiled disdainfully: "It's nothing to study if you haven't finished high school."

"That's not better than me." Ma Gan doesn't know a single character, and Bi He is considered a cultural person in his eyes, "But reading is useless. Your classmate has studied, so he is still being played by you."

Bi He said sternly: "What a joke, I am using human resources to bring convenience to myself to the greatest extent."

Ma Gan didn't listen to what he was talking about, and looked at him for a while with a cigarette in his mouth: "Are you reliable? Don't stay for a few days before you get kicked out."

"I don't know." Bi He said, "But he won't drive me away, he is short-sighted."

Seeing that Ma Gan didn't believe it, he said again: "Don't worry, you don't need to pay rent if you live in a good house. Why don't I think of ways to stay here?"

Ma Gan said: "Yes, anyway, you are smart."

He was silent for a while, and then said: "This way I can feel relieved, Hezi, let me tell you something."

There is a bar in the west of the city, which is more than an hour's drive from Tongzilou. Bihe has only been there twice in his life.

For the first time, Ma Gan took him to find a job and took refuge in a big man named Long Ge.

The second time is today, and I still see this big guy.

"This is Hezi, Brother Long, you may forget things so much that you may not remember, it is the one I told you yesterday." Ma Gan bent over and pushed Bi He to the boss, "I will trouble you in the future."

The boss raised his eyelids from the cigarette and looked at Bi He for a few times. Bi He swallowed his saliva, and silently rolled up his sleeves, revealing the unwashed tattoo stickers.

The boss gave a chuckle, maybe because he thought he was interesting, he turned his head to Ma Gan and said, "I have been friends with Lao Yuan for more than ten years, you follow him to the south and work hard, don't worry here."

Ma Gan hurriedly nodded and bowed to thank him, the boss looked at Bi He: "You look smart, and I will never forget you when I have a job."

Bi He lowered his head: "Thank you, Brother Long."

The private room was filled with the smell of tobacco and alcohol, and Bi He was so smoked that tears were about to come out.He quietly raised his head to look at the tattooed bald men standing all over the room, feeling a little melancholy in his heart.

Ma Gan is leaving, and there is one less skinny man in the market.

Thinking that he might also become a bald fat man with a tiger tattoo on his arms and a big gold chain around his neck, Bi He wanted to cry.

He suddenly missed Xue Qiao's home.

Let him go back to the world of beautiful men.