bereavement

"Teacher, please drink tea. Tomorrow at ten o'clock at noon," Xie Qin paused, and added, "I didn't do anything wrong."

Jiang Yanyu lowered his head and put out the cigarette, "The meeting will be held at ten o'clock."

"Then don't go."

"Ah."

Xie Qin didn't say anything else, stood up and patted his buttocks, put his hands in his pockets, yawned and left.

He didn't get enough sleep today so he didn't go to the Internet bar all night. He went to the small supermarket to find Sun Yang to play cards and catch up on sleep.

Xie Qin didn't take two steps, and took out another cigarette. When he lowered his head to light the ignition, a car next to him honked twice, and he squinted his eyes and turned to look.

Jiang Yanyu stared at him in the car, his eyes were full of orders, he tilted his neck, and signaled Xie Qin to get in the car.

Xie Qin took a deep puff of cigarette, opened his mouth, and spit out a cloud of white mist at him.

Don't you dislike me for smoking inferior cigarettes?

I smoke in your car, can you bear it?

Jiang Yanyu's expression turned cold as expected, and his eyes moved away from Xie Qin.

It was completely dark, and the dark sky was dotted with neon lights. During rush hour, the crowds were bustling, and the sound of car horns was disturbing.

Xie Qin poked at the pocket of the sweater, took out the MP4 and put it on his ears. It was almost out of battery, and he didn't know how many songs it could last, but it didn't matter, as long as he could isolate himself from the surroundings.

The volume was turned up to the maximum, and Xie Qin couldn't hear anything but the song in his ears. He watched the people and cars coming and going, but couldn't hear any sound from them.

This feeling is very strange, as if other people's bustle has nothing to do with him, he has opened up a quiet world of solitude from the noise.

All the raps stored in the MP4 are in English, and they are very unpopular. Xie Qin likes some unknown rappers, such as BONES and OmenXIII. The songs have one thing in common, mourning.

Xie Qin can find resonance in these songs. There are some things he can't say to others, but he can in the songs.

The small supermarket is not far from the company, Xie Qin didn't want to spend money to take a taxi, so he turned a corner and took a shortcut. The road in front of him was clear and cold, completely dark, and he couldn't see anything.

A beam of light suddenly appeared behind him.

Xie Qin turned his head in surprise.

Jiang Yanyu looked at him coldly through the car window, all the car lights were turned on, showing him a way.

Jiang Yanyu has been following behind him.

Xie Qin wore a hat and earphones to isolate himself from the world and Jiang Yanyu at the same time.

Unable to explain what it was like in his heart, Xie Qin turned his head and continued to walk forward, taking off his earphones while walking.

Xie Qin is afraid of the dark, but now he doesn't feel any fear at all. The road in front of him is wide and bright, which makes him very at ease.

Jiang Yanyu followed all the way. When Xie Qin occasionally turned his face, he could see his exposed chin and mouth. Xie Qin's lip line was very thin, and the line of his jaw was also sharp. He walked with his head bowed while wearing a hat, and he looked gloomy and withdrawn. .

Is a kind of extreme withdrawn, even a little selfish.

It was past eight o'clock when we arrived at the small supermarket, and Jiang Yanyu's Bentley parked in front of the small shop, which was so embarrassingly abrupt, Sun Yang peeked into the car, but couldn't see anything clearly.

Xie Qin ran into the store and took two lollipops, then ran back to Jiang Yanyu and knocked on the car window.

The car window was lowered slowly, Jiang Yanyu had one arm resting on the steering wheel, the cuffs of the dark black suit were rolled up to the forearm, the muscles were very tough, and the blue veins on the arms were also obvious.

Xie Qin threw two lollipops into the car and landed on the co-pilot. Jiang Yanyu glanced at him with no expression on his face.

Neither of them spoke, the windows went up quickly, and the car turned around and left.

"This is your father?" Sun Yang kept clicking his tongue, "You are still a rich second generation? Why don't you say it?"

Xie Qin didn't answer, took off his hat, walked into the store, and saw a group of brothers squatting on the ground playing cards.

It's the kind of card that elementary school students can redeem prizes when they collect all the noodles.

Xie Qin's eyes lit up, and he also squatted in. The brother next to him handed him several packets of crispy noodles. He carefully selected one and opened it to read.

"Is there?" Sun Yang also squatted in, "It's only a "Xiang" and it's all there."

Xie Qin glanced inside, there was a card, and he took it out to see that it was a "year".

"One more pack," Sun Yang dragged over a box of crispy noodles, full of pride.

Xie Qin took two bites on the palm of his hand and rubbed his hands. He closed his eyes and took out a bag, then opened it, and squinted half his eyes to look inside.

There is a card!

He took it out and looked at it.

"Fuck!!!!"

Xie Qin jumped up from the ground suddenly, his eyes were wide open, and his face was full of excitement that was rarely seen in a century.

"Fuck, got it?!"

"Is it Xiang? Fuck me?"

"Fucking bro, you're awesome."

A louder "Fuck" sounded, and the words used by the elders to express their surprise were exactly the same.

The card was thrown on the ground by Xie Qin, and a group of people turned their heads to look at it.

You push me and I push you, anxious like a monkey.

The card reads——

lucky.

"Hahahahahaha grass."

Xie Qin laughed out loud, his eyes curved into two smiles, "I'm laughing to death, a bunch of idiots."