Winning deal

, Budu grabbed the man's shoulder.The right knee rests on the seat surface, half standing in the space.Putting his hand on the cold glass behind Zhuo Mu, he left his mark on his warm lips.

The two of them, who had been out for a day, were not idle when they returned home. They turned on the TV and prepared ingredients for hot pot together in the kitchen.Some people who can't bear their temper outdoors have brought their children to light firecrackers and fireworks, and the loud explosions are full of the taste of the year.Since all his relatives left him, Budu hasn't had a decent year for a long time.Suddenly there was a touch in my heart, and I slowly hugged Zhuo Mu's waist from behind, and rubbed my chin on his shoulder greedily.Don't want him to leave.

The boiling soup base is accompanied by the rising white gas, and the air is full of fragrance, which makes the index finger move.Put a piece of mutton into Zhuomu's bowl, "Eat more."

Zhuomu nodded towards Budu, "Thank you." For some reason, I always felt that Budu was very gentle to him today.Maybe it's because of pretending to be a couple, but Zhuo Mu likes it in his heart.

After getting excited, the two opened a bottle of wine and clinked glasses together.

"Happy birthday, Budu."

"Happy New Year, my little wood."

After dinner, Bu Du and Zhuo Mu nestled on the sofa and watched TV together.Zhuo Mu was held in his arms by Bu Du, stroking his hair casually, it was not really interesting, but the atmosphere was very warm.After a while, the program entered the advertisement, and Bu Du put his chin on his hands and said, "Zhuomu, is there any place you want to go?"

"Why do you ask so suddenly?"

"I want to know." Bu Du's expression was so calm that Zhuo Mu couldn't understand it.But soon Budu met his eyes, and his words turned around, full of smiles. "I'll give you a New Year's gift, okay? Just wait." He got up and went into the back room, and came out with a hard paper bag after a while.

"I didn't ask for your opinion in advance, you can see if you like it."

Zhuomu opened the box, and what was lying inside was a silver-white mobile phone. Although Zhuomu didn't know for sure, it should be a very good brand.

"The numbers are all saved in. There are also Luan Yue and Zhang Kuan's. You can send us a message when you enter this interface." Budu was afraid that Zhuomu would not be able to use it, so he carefully told him the operation steps and demonstrated it to him.

"...It cost you a lot...I like it very much...Thank you." Although it is not the first time I have received a gift from Budu, this kind of thing is always rare and beautiful for slaves.In any case, it is something that makes people feel happy.

"Huh? This is..." Zhuo Mu noticed that there was a brown file bag in the bag.Take it out and detour the wires on it...

□□?

ID card……

ID card? !When Zhuo Mu saw the three words printed on the small card, he suddenly realized something was wrong, and turned it over with trembling fingers.

"You... what do you mean..."

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Chapter 31

"You... what do you mean..."

Zhuomu clearly grasped the certificate with his name written on his knuckles, raised his head, his eye sockets were filled with mist. "...Master." It was like the Yo Yo Lu Ming coming from the depths of the forest, confused and frightened, but also like the call connection between clouds and smoke.Startled, Bu Du didn't know what to do.

How could the two of them not know the meaning of the identity card.If the mobile phone is the connection, and the credit card refers to the economic laissez-faire, then the ID card... means to let people be free.

"Actually, there's one more thing." Budu pursed his lips, deliberately misaligned his eyes, turned sideways, and took out a flannel box from the pocket of his jacket that was attached to his chest.

Get down on one knee.

Those are a pair of frosted rings.Alternating black and white square diamonds are set in the middle, just a complementary design.

Zhuomu's eyes widened, and he covered his mouth with his hands, and the stream of tears could no longer be restrained and slid straight down, almost falling to the ground.

"You...why..." Why did you do this to this extent.Just for someone like me...

Smiling, Budu gently wiped away the teardrops of the person in front of him with his fingertips, "Because I like you." He hugged Zhuomu into his arms.

"But I don't seem to be able to walk in." There was a bitter smile that couldn't be concealed on the corner of Budu's mouth. "You're really cunning, Zhuomu."

"So I offered all options within my ability." Either stay or leave.

"As long as you want." Anything.

At that moment, the man's dark brown eyes seemed to flow mountains and rivers of stars, carrying all the good times in the world.

In fact, he was already prepared.That's why he held his hand in the cold winter, subconsciously talked about his childhood memories under the tree, and couldn't help but yearn for tenderness.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." Zhuo Mu leaned on Budu's shoulder, sobbing and repeating incessantly. "sorry……"

At zero o'clock, the blooming fireworks light fell on the two of them finely through the glass, mottled and brilliant.

The next day, the sun was extremely dazzling, Bu Du frowned and got up from the bed.

The room was unnaturally quiet.

It seemed that he suddenly remembered something, and rushed into the living room without even putting on his slippers.

Only the velvet box on the dining table was left alone.

Chapter 32

Only the velvet box on the dining table was left alone.

Leaning against the bar, Zhang Kui looked forward and gave him a wink of "let me tell you what's good about you".Luan Yue looked back at Zhang Kuan with a guilty conscience.Reluctantly, President Zhang withdrew his gaze in time, "I poked the hole myself, I will solve it myself." Okay.Shrugging, he had no choice but to walk towards the absent-minded Budu by the window.

"No, drink some water."

Budu politely raised his head to thank him, with a trace of exhaustion on his face.Seeing this man's lack of energy, Luan Yue felt very sorry.

"I said... It's been almost two weeks. It's not a solution for you to lose your soul like this every day."

"If I had known that you were really capable of letting him go, I wouldn't have sent you a message to mention that kind of thing..."

Budu swallowed his tea: "Don't worry about it, I'm the one who wants to ask you."

"That too..."

"And he really wants to be free. You are not wrong." Budu smiled, "I have verified it myself."

For some reason, a sense of loss could be read from Budu's smile.Missing becomes sick, like a curse.Luan Yue suddenly remembered the days when he moved out of Zhang Kuan's house.At that time, Zhang Kui knew that he would not go back, but still prepared ice-cola, and Bu Du, who was willing to let Zhuo Mu leave with his own hands, but still couldn't stop thinking about it.

Are they all the same mood.

Couldn't bear it any longer, tapped his fingers on the table: "Pack up your things, I'll take you to a place."

Regardless of the confused Budu, Luan Yue shouted to Zhang Ku not far away: "Boss, please take a leave this afternoon!"

Zhang Kui crossed his arms and didn't stop him, with a businesslike look: "You deduct two hundred, and the step supervisor is free."

"up to you!"

Looking at the two men arranging things under the window, Zhang Kui shook his head with a smile.

Bu Du and Luan Yue drove to an old factory, which felt like it had been abandoned for many years.

The outermost is a very high lime wall, and many broken wires can be seen faintly protruding from the top of the wall.There are industrial residues everywhere, garbage and cobwebs that have not been cleaned up.

Bu Du was full of doubts, seeing Luan Yue, he didn't explain, and could only follow him in.

But the scenery inside the factory surprised Budu even more.

There are iron railings and copper locks and iron chains on the areas marked on both sides, like a cage, very eerie.But this is not the most conspicuous.The most striking thing is the large bloodstain in the middle of the concrete floor.

"This is……"

"The place where human traffickers raise slaves. Zhuomu and I met here."

"Why is the environment so bad?" Budu frowned.Because whether it is in advertisements or documentaries, even laws and regulations on human trafficking have always emphasized the "basic rights of slaves".But after witnessing it with his own eyes, Bu Du had great doubts about this.

"It turned out to be a little cleaner than it is now, but this place was originally a smuggling line, so it is far less humane than advertised."

Luan Yue stroked an obviously sunken place on the wall, "Look here." Bu Du took a closer look, and there were still some faint bloodstains on it. "Xiao Qi is handsome. When he first came, some burly slaves thought he was easy to bully, so a few people held him up and tried to force him to submit. Xiao Qi refused, so they hit his head against the wall. Unexpectedly, that guy was even more ruthless than them, he smashed his forehead abruptly, and fell to the ground and passed out."

Budu suddenly remembered the time he and Zhuomu went to the movies.Prison, beating...violation... To him, it was a gimmick that only appeared in movies, but to Zhuo Mu, it was a bloody personal experience that he dared not reveal.

"Because the matter was too big, it spread to the ears of the trafficker."

"The trafficker gave the group of people a whip, and asked someone to tie a bandage to Xiaoqi. Although after that, the trafficker would eat Xiaoqi's tofu on the pretext of Yintou, at least no one dared to move in the factory anymore. He died. I thought it was over. . . . until one night."

Luan Yue paused, and then continued: "After I fell asleep, I heard Zhuo Mu gesticulating with stones on the ground."

"I was lying on my side looking at him. It was very dark in the cage, and I could barely see his face clearly. The bandage on Xiao Qi's head hadn't been removed, but his eyes were like flames."

"He spoke to me in a low voice, without saying a word.