i am goldfinger

Zhao Wenle knew that men were powerful, but he didn't want to change his mind.

Gritting his teeth, he tried various postures to climb up, gecko pose, monkey pose, digging his fingers into the mud, crevices of rocks, knocking or scraping holes of varying severity, and climbing to the edge of the cliff through hardships. Before he had time to catch his breath, he stretched out a foot and kicked him...kicked him down...

Hastily, hastily, hastily!

Zhao Wenle's heart was full of grass.

The initial panic passed, only anger remained in his heart, Zhao Wenle stood at the bottom of the pit and almost collapsed, "What on earth do you want?!"

The man stood silently in the shadows, with a pair of deep eyes condescending.

Zhao Wenle was suddenly a little scared, when the soft light faded from the man's body, his whole body was like a soul-stirring abyss.

"I don't want to, I don't want to be like this either, what should I do, I feel bad too..." The young man squatted in the darkness, buried his head in his knees, and sobbed into his heart.

Zhao Wenle is half out of sincerity and half out of acting skills.It is true that it is difficult, no child does not want to grow up frankly, and is willing to be spurned by others.The tears are fake, the water in my mind has flowed out for so many years, and life is more important than anything else.It is not impossible for him to support himself, but he is too ambitious, and he is responsible for another person's life, so he can only seize resources from others. It is his bottom line to hurt people's fur without harming nature.

The purpose of acting is for Song Li.This man who appeared suddenly was warm, powerful and rich in gold. In the slums, he was like gold that smelled like meat, and the wine hidden deep in the cellar.

Fortunately, he was the only one who found out for the time being, and the man seemed to have a high degree of affection for him for no reason.

Now the man is angry because of himself, this is not a bad thing, Zhao Wenle secretly hooked his lower lip.He has never experienced the worry and distress caused by himself in anyone other than grandma.

Ah, how to stabilize him?

Anyway, the state is not right these few days, why not answer him first?

The young man's suppressed painful sobs echoed in the cold night, and the wind blew in response to the young man's sadness.

"You still don't understand..."

The man sighed as if giving up, "Forget it, you're still young..."

"Don't understand? What don't you understand? Don't you just think I'm doing a lot of evil? What do you know! If you can't empathize with me, what qualifications do you have to criticize?"

Sensing the disappointment in the man's voice, Zhao Wenle's chest surged with anger.

He couldn't choose what to say for a while, "If you hate me, just say it, don't make such a hypocritical look!"

The man gave him a deep look, "... go back."

Zhao Wenle shuddered, the man's gaze pierced people's hearts, as if he had peeled off layers of resentment and sadness, and looked directly at the hypocritical and greedy self.

Climbing up again, Zhao Wenle didn't dare to look into the man's eyes, and walked straight to the house. The man's silent eyes followed him all the way, which made him feel complicated and uneasy.

From the very beginning, his indifference and cruelty were tolerated.

A bowl of soup and rice in exchange for a man's exquisite and hearty lunch, the punishment he deserved, but he woke up on a comfortable and soft bed, took his grandma to bask in the sun, and looked for another job.

What he wants to do is always dealt with first, and what he needs always happens to appear, so that it gives him an illusion that no matter what happens, the man will be by his side.This delusion was too real and tempting, he couldn't help it, every word and deed was a temptation, how far would this person tolerate him, did he come here just for him?

In the next few days, the two recovered as before, and they communicated friendly as neighbors, and they agreed not to talk about that night again.

After selling the steamed stuffed buns, Zhao Wenle trotted towards home, as always, returning home quickly but looking forward to it, the man's stove was not repaired at all, Zhao Wenle couldn't help laughing.

At the corner of the road, he was suddenly pulled back by someone's arm. Zhao Wenle looked back vigilantly and said in surprise, "Brother Hu?"

Brother Hu held a cigarette between his mouths, taking a puff without taking a puff, and didn't speak, looking at him thoughtfully.

Zhao Wenle scratched his hair, looking silently puzzled.

The strong man in front of him was quite haggard, with dark bags under his eyes, deep frown, half of his honey-coloured collarbone exposed at his slightly open neckline, old and new scars intertwined on it, and a deep and thin gash on the back of his hand holding the cigarette.

What happened?

Zhao Wenle frowned imperceptibly. Although he had to pay the protection fee, he had to say that the area was well suppressed. Most of them were old residents, and there were constant disturbances but no major incidents.

The only time in my memory that I saw Brother Hu in such a mess was six or seven years ago, when two gang bosses were fighting for territory, a bunch of people fought near this street, the last party narrowly won, and the younger brothers under his command died or were injured, Brother Hu was one of them.

At that time, he was still very naughty, and he was lying on the big tree trunk against the wall to pick out bird eggs. As a result, the two parties rushed out and confronted life and death right under his nose. He was so scared that his foot slipped and almost fell off the tree. The canopy shook! The shaking bird's nest actually fell and hit a person on the head. The big knife in the person's hand was slashed crookedly in shock, across the enemy's cheek, and his neck was cut off in the next second.

What happened afterwards had a great impact on him, so he simply hid in the tree with his eyes closed, until the man with the scar on his face pulled him off the tree, and he ran home in panic.

Slipping back from the memory, the man with tough facial features was still staring at him. If he stood still, he could have dinner together. Zhao Wenle didn't want to invite people home for dinner, so he asked, "Is there something wrong, Brother Hu?"

"Yes, Lele, cough, how is grandma doing recently?" The man's voice was dry and hoarse, as if he didn't know how to speak.

"It's okay, thank you Brother Hu for your concern." The boy looked at the man obediently.

"Lele, I won't play sloppy with you, your neighbor...he is not an ordinary person, stay away from him."

Brother Hu looked at the young man's eyes that suddenly fell, and stroked his head without any surprise, his eyes were serious, "The farther the better."

The man patted the silent young man on the shoulder again, with a complicated tone, "I've grown up..." He flicked off the cigarette ash and left.

The boy stood where he was, his eyes changing, and he pondered for a long time.Finally pouted.

faulty.

He is not an ordinary person, do you need to tell me?

The boy looked up at the sun, muttered "boring." He rushed towards the house like the wind.

Seeing the fence around his house, the young man began to feel excited. At this time, the man must be washing and choosing vegetables. Grandma sat aside and said that he was lazy and no one was seen.

The scheming man almost surpassed him in status.

Rushing in the door, a high-pitched "Grandma" choked in his throat, Zhao Wenle glared angrily, "What are you doing?!"

The teenagers strode over and roughly tore the man who was being embraced away, and said fiercely, "Song, you have no shame! You cuddle with women in other people's homes, and there is an old man and a minor living here! "

Turning her head, she was polite and polite, "Sister Yingchun, why don't you tell me when you come to my house to play? Uncles and aunts are looking for you all over the street, eh...? Didn't you elope with someone?"

The delicate and feminine woman nodded lightly, lowered her head and blushed silently.

Zhao Wenle looked at the woman, looked at Song Li, opened his mouth wider and wider, "You, you, you, you??"

Song Li raised his hand to help him close his chin, and warned, "Yingchun is staying with me these few days, so don't go out and talk nonsense."

"I'm that kind of person?!" He stared angrily.

The man glanced at him lightly, his distrust was palpable.

Zhao Wenle wanted to scratch the wall.

The man closed the courtyard door, turned to the kitchen to cook, and followed like a little tail of Yingchun, very trustworthy.

Washing rice, washing vegetables, dissecting fish, and arranging dishes, the tacit and harmonious matching of men and women, Zhao Wenle felt that it was unnecessary to stand aside.There is a feeling of watching his grown-up father suddenly marry his second mother, and he feels that this can explain the bitter indignation in his heart of being betrayed and cheated.

For the next day, Zhao Wenle looked sluggish, even the sweet and sour fish didn't taste good anymore.

But the man ordered him to wash the dishes, and he and his second mother, bah, Sister Yingchun hid in the yard and muttered about spring flowers and autumn moon.

Even grandma was very pleased, looking at the two of them as if her grandson had begged for a wife, and she never stopped smiling all day long.

Zhao Wenle ruthlessly rolled up his sleeves and washed the dishes.

After washing the dishes and going out, several people chatted in the yard, enjoying themselves happily under the dim moonlight.Sister Yingchun talked about anecdotes about her hometown when she was a child, such as catching loaches, hunting birds, sheltering from the rain in caves, etc. The old man laughed happily, while the man beside him poured tea and interrupted from time to time, which made Sister Yingchun angrily beat him lightly.

Suddenly very lost.Zhao Wenle stopped in his tracks, turned around quietly and walked out of the courtyard door.

Walking aimlessly along the way, separated by a few quiet alleys, not far away, the lights are dimmed and laughter is very lively. Zhao Wenle ran there, and when he got closer, he found a small playground. The temperature has risen today, and there are children on vacation. Accompanied by their parents, they all went out to play wild, laughing and playing, venting the energy that has been held back for most of the winter. It was a lot of fun, and it was easy to infect people.

Looking around, the stone benches and flower beds were full of people, found a pleasing grass, Zhao Wenle sat on it, and looked at a few happily playing hide-and-seek children, planning to be infected.

The guessing game decides who will be a human and who will be a ghost. The boy who is a ghost is very stupid, and he is teased around by his cunning friends.Innocence is like water, making people unable to guard against, but after 3 minutes, Zhao Wenle followed Shale.

One of the children hid far away, hiding in the flowers near the road. The parents were chatting with others. Zhao Wenle unconsciously raised his heart and paid more attention. Not good, when he reacted, he had already rushed towards the child.

The child was put into the man's arms with his mouth covered, and the flowers covered the figures of the two. Zhao Wenle yelled, "Someone snatched the child! Catch him!"

The parents reacted and threatened and cursed loudly. The men who were close to him surrounded and chased him. The tall and strong man gave Zhao Wenle a vicious look, left the child and ran away.

The headlights were blinding, the whistle was shrill, and the freed child was crying helplessly on the road. Parents were heaving a sigh of relief. A skinny boy snatched the child into his arms in time and threw himself into the flowers on the side of the road.

The stagnant scene relaxes, and the child's mother weeps with excitement when she finds it back. The boy puts the child into the woman's arms, turns and leaves.

It was late at night, Zhao Wenle was humming, the alleyway was quiet, but his heart was very lively.

Thinking of Song Li and Sister Yingchun, I also feel that they are talented and beautiful.

No, no, tomorrow I have to take Brother Song to worship. Such a good man can be a brother if he can't be a father and son.

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