When a scumbag and a scumbag become the same table

Three years passed by in a hurry.

The weather is not very good today, and it is deep winter again, and the air is cold.

But Mingyang Middle School is extremely lively, and it's the time of the annual Miao Miao Milk Tea Shop giving away free desserts.

The queue reached the end of the street, and the laughter of the students filled the entire street.

Among a group of white school uniforms, a tall man in a gray overcoat with a fucking collar standing up looked out of place.

In particular, his face was extremely... fierce, and the students who were 0.5 meters in front and behind were all far away from him.

The reason why he showed such an expression was because Hua Meng was very upset.

It's been three years, and I thought Xu Changmao had given up desserts, but he just returned to China, and he hasn't found the address of his new home yet, but because of the name of this dessert shop, he has to wait in such a long line to buy it.

The most important thing is that the location of this store is a former milk tea shop.

On the driveway not far away, Xu Changmao was sitting in the back seat of the car, brushing the tablet with his legs crossed.

In the past few days after returning to China, he began to pay close attention to City Q. The Old Port Group and the Gulf Port Group joined together, and N went to merge with District B. The key figures in this have already broadcast a news on the major news in City Q. moon.

The youngest chairman of Q City, Nan Wuxing.

Xu Changmao looked at the big-character posters without raising his eyebrows.

"Nan Wuxing, chairman of Laogang District Group, and Cui Moli, the daughter of the president of Haiwan Port Group, are engaged, and they are about to join forces and carry out comprehensive business cooperation."

After a long time, Xu Chang broke his mouth and said, "The company was taken away by the old Cui Zetian."

After turning off the tablet, Xu Changmao sighed deeply and looked out the car window.

Hua Meng walked over with a dark face, carrying a delicate orange box.

In the past three years, Xu Changmao has seen too many such scenes, but he still wants to laugh.

What I like most is to see Hua Meng being upset but unable to kill himself.

"Then, don't eat too much, I will have dinner with my wife later." Hua Meng handed it to Xu Changmao from the car window, and went to the side to smoke.

Xu Changmao opened the box and took a sip with a spoon. He hadn't touched dessert for three years, so he really couldn't bear it.

"Aren't you going to have a bite?" Xu Changmao dug out a large spoonful and stretched out the car to tease Hua Meng.

"I'm smoking." Hua Meng exhaled a smoke ring, and then extinguished the cigarette after two puffs.

"I don't want to eat it. It's a waste to throw it away." Holding a fork, Xu Changmao pointed at Huameng, "My hands are cold, hurry up."

Hua Meng took the fork and swallowed a spoonful that Xu Changmao offered in one gulp, then pinched the cake body and swallowed the whole piece three times.

Xu Changmao wiped his hands in satisfaction: "Let's go, I'm tired, go to the apartment to rest."

Hua Meng drove Xu Changmao to the newly bought apartment.

The house is the same type as in Australia, facing the sea, so Xu Changmao can see the sea when he wakes up.

Xu Changmao walked around, opened the window to get some air, and the cold wind came in.

After returning from the hot weather in Australia, Xu Changmao was a little uncomfortable. After closing the window, he habitually curled up on the sofa and took out the tablet to do the questions.

He studied mathematics in college, immersed himself in formulas every day, and often did not eat for a long time, just to understand a problem.

Only in this way can he temporarily forget the past.

Hua Meng packed up a set of clothes and put them in front of Xu Changmao: "I've already contacted the nursing home. Today I can pick up my wife to celebrate your birthday. Change your clothes quickly, and we'll leave later."

Xu Changmao glanced at it, got up and took the clothes.

He took off his sweater directly and began to change into a suit.

"It's cold here, go up and change." Hua Meng picked up the clothes he threw down beside him.

Xu Changmao ignored it and pulled down his trouser waist: "I don't have a belt yet."

Hua Meng looked down and saw that there was a big hole in the waistband of his trousers, the original size could no longer support it, and Xu Changmao had lost so much weight.

Hua Meng didn't notice that he was with Xu Changmao every day.

Painful and sorrowful, Hua Meng silently pulled out a belt, tied it on Xu Changmao himself, wrapped it around his waist, and could squeeze it with both hands.

"After a while, my wife will feel distressed again when she sees you like this." Hua Meng stuffed Xu Changmao's clothes again.

Xu Changmao was still holding the tablet to read the questions, Ren Huameng went, and said calmly: "My mother probably doesn't even know me anymore."

Hua Meng's heart skipped a beat again, and he stopped talking.

Two years ago, Lin Huifang could no longer suppress her depression and chose to commit suicide.

Xu Changmao just came home and saw Lin Huifang committing suicide with a knife. During the fight, Xu Changmao was stabbed in the abdomen.

When Lin Huifang saw the blood, she fainted from fright. Xu Changmao, who was weak, called Hua Meng and also passed out.

Hua Meng rushed over and saw Xu Changmao lying in a pool of blood, his pale face stained with blood spots, he was still a child, but he had endured so much.

Empress Huameng was afraid that if he hadn't followed, would the mother and son have survived to this day.

Deprived of the boy's laughter, it's time to be kind to him.

After staying in the hospital for three days, Xu Changmao was discharged, because Lin Huifang's condition was not very good. After waking up these days, she has gone completely crazy, clamoring to go back to China to find Xu Hongji.

The only way to settle down is to rely on sedatives and sleeping pills every day.

Foreign doctors suggested that Lin Huifang should be sent back to China for recuperation.

Xu Changmao dragged Lin Huifang back while he was still recovering.

Lin Huifang stopped making noise, and just stared out of the window every day, Xu Changmao completely ignored what she said.

The doctor said she was ill and would be observed in a nursing home.

Xu Changmao sat on the bench at a loss and asked Hua Meng, what should he do?

Hua Meng took Xu Changmao, the wandering god, to complete the hospitalization procedures for Lin Huifang, and then flew back to Australia with him.

Xu Changmao was even more obsessed with mathematics. If Hua Meng hadn't been taking care of him, Xu Changmao would probably have become an unwanted child with wrinkled clothes staring at electronic software all day long.

No matter how careful he was, Xu Changmao still lost weight.

Hua Meng sighed deeply and dressed Xu Changmao.

He straightened Xu Changmao's sideburns that grew to the base of his ears, and murmured, "It's time to cut my hair again."

Xu Changmao looks like a little girl now.

Hua Meng said it was to give Xu Changmao a haircut, but in fact it was just a little grooming. He felt that Xu Changmao's appearance matched his current temperament quite well.

Looking at the time, it was already four o'clock.

After sending Xu Changmao to the restaurant, Hua Meng went to pick up Lin Huifang again.

Since Lin Huifang's condition was not stable, the hospital could only keep her in hospital for three hours.

Xu Changmao sat in the darkest corner, listening to the soft piano, and tapped his fingers gently.

It's been a long time since I enjoyed happiness outside the formula.

Living numbly every day, I forgot that there are still beautiful things in the world.

"Hello, sir." The waiter came to this corner and interrupted Xu Changmao's meditation.

Xu Changmao opened his eyes, with doubts and a little resistance in his eyes.

He doesn't like dealing with other people.

The waiter was very polite, leaned over and pushed a drink in front of Xu Changmao: "This is the drink that the gentleman ordered for you. I told you not to drink indiscriminately if you are underage."

Xu Changmao looked to see a man in his thirties... Wearing glasses and dressed in expensive clothes, he smiled and toasted a glass of wine.

The friend beside him booed, and the man smiled even brighter.

Xu Changmao didn't look back, and pushed the drink away: "Give it back, I won't drink it."

The waiter took the drink back with a strange look.

The good mood just now was completely destroyed, Xu Changmao wanted to leave.

Just when he was about to get up, his arm was grabbed, and the man with glasses came over.

"Handsome guy, I took the liberty just now. I saw you alone. I just wanted to ask you to come over for a drink, just us."

"No need." Xu Changmao shook him off coldly.

The man with the glasses grabbed hold of nothing, didn't give up, and held Xu Changmao's wrist tightly again.

The strength is so great, Xu Changmao estimated that with his current self, he would not be able to get rid of it.

"I said no need." Xu Changmao became irritable.

In the past, Hua Meng was always by his side, and no one dared to pester him.

"Handsome guy, I just want to make friends, see you like music, we can chat..."

"I said no need!" The man with glasses forcefully forced the former Xu Changmao out.

With a violent retreat, he bumped into the table next door, and the wine glass shattered on the ground, startling everyone in the restaurant to look over.

"Xiao Miao, is that you?" During the silence, a familiar voice came from not far away.

Xu Changmao turned his head suddenly, and saw Cui Moli... and the familiar figure opposite him.

Without even thinking about it, Xu Changmao turned around and ran out of the restaurant.

Like a lost dog with its tail between its legs, it ran away.

"Little meow!" Cui Moli could still be heard shouting from afar.

Xu Changmao ran forward desperately, ran desperately.

According to the past, as long as he stopped, he should meet that face.

Xu Changmao didn't want to, he finally escaped, he finally paralyzed himself.

He didn't dare to stop, didn't dare to look back, those memories of the past were chasing him, like countless tentacles, pulling him into the abyss.

He felt suffocated, he couldn't breathe.

At a remote small passage, Xu Changmao stopped, leaning on the wall and gasping for breath.

In this dark and invisible place, ghosts will not come here.

In the silent corridor, there was no sound at all.

Xu Changmao chuckled, he was thinking too much, no one would chase after him, Nan Wuhang is now eating with her fiancée.

And like a fool, he ran to a place he didn't know, and he was about to miss the three hours of dinner with his mother, and he was about to miss the ridiculous birthday.

Xu Changmao shook his head, and walked through the narrow corridor in the dark.

At the end, the light lit up, and a tall figure appeared in the center of the light.

Xu Changmao was stunned.

The figure rushed towards Xu Changmao with a heavy breath and the coldness of winter's chill.

"Xu Changmao, why did you leave without saying a word? Do you know that I have been worrying about you! I have been looking for you!"

A familiar voice sounded in his ears, the temperature on his shoulders was just right, and the scene in front of him was far away. Xu Changmao remembered that when he first met Nanwuhang, he was also in the same corridor.

The bald Chen Tian, ​​the small iron box on the wall, the cigarette butts on the ground...

Xu Changmao raised his head in a daze, the person in front of him was no longer Nan Wuhang, and he couldn't be unscrupulous Xu Changmao anymore.

For three years, everything that should disappear will disappear.

"Nanwuhang, bless you."