You are the black one!

There was only one bed in the room, An Ya and Chen Bo lay side by side.

Anya moved, he knew that Chen Bo was not asleep, "When are you going back?"

Chen Bo sighed, and held An Ya's hand, "An Ya, what should I do with you..."

An Ya shook that hand back forcefully, his voice choked up, "Chen Bo, do you still remember how we met?"

"Well," Chen Bo said, "I remember."

In the winter of that year, An Ya delivered food on a dilapidated bicycle.

It was so cold, the biting cold wind almost tore through the thin coat, An Ya held the handlebar with one hand and covered his red ears with the other, and delivered three bowls of duck blood vermicelli soup worth 24 yuan against the sleet.

The road was wet and slippery, An Ya didn't have gloves, and his hands were already frozen.

As soon as he passed the intersection, he saw a van rushing over. An Ya hurriedly braked to dodge. He didn't know whether his hands were numb and couldn't hold the brake, or the friction of the brake was reduced due to being soaked in snow water. In short, the car and the incubator behind were a little He hit it without slowing down.

"Bang! Speech--"

Unluckily, Anya and the Duck Blood fans flew together, the bicycle crashed into the distance, and the bumper of the van was also dented.

A big piece was scratched on An Ya's palm, and he was crying on the ground in pain.

The van driver jumped down and looked at his car, and then at An Ya, whose hands were covered in blood. The black and thin boy was only wearing a sportswear sold at a street stall, and the dirty sleeves could be used as a tablecloth. The collar of the sweater inside is all unstitched.

It's not easy for child laborers to work for others, so don't worry about it.

Thinking he was unlucky, the driver jumped into the car and was about to leave.

Anya rolled and crawled over and lay down under the wheel, unable to get up.

The driver of the van was annoyed, hey, what's the matter, he blackmailed people not to bring sleeping wheels!

"Hey, I said, I want to die and lie on the train!"

An Ya glanced at his slender eyes, snorted and stretched out his bloody palm, "Pay me for medical expenses!"

The driver was very happy. When he thought about the heavy snow, he took it as a good deed. He threw down 50 yuan and said, "Let's do it!"

An Ya touched the money and immediately got up, took out a twenty bill from his pocket and threw it to the driver, "Here, I'm a kind person, I don't want to cheat people like you who buy coolies, we are all the bottom ones, Let's go buddy."

The driver took the 20 yuan, looked down, and saw that the 20 yuan was neatly stacked, and the edges and corners were evened out.

An Ya picked up the bicycle, straightened the handlebars, jumped up and pedaled with an empty incubator.

The driver went up and grabbed the back seat of the car, "Hey, your hand..."

Anya turned her head and bared her teeth, "It's okay."

The driver didn't want to, "I'll pay you for the medical expenses, you don't want to see a doctor!"

Anya supported the bicycle with one foot, "Since you gave it to me, it's mine. In name, it's medical expenses, but I have the right to control it. Brother, I'm going back in a hurry, so let go?"

The driver even confronted the narrow-eyed boy, "No, you bandage it up for me, or I won't let you go."

An Ya was in a hurry, "I have to go back and refill three servings of vermicelli soup, you will pay for the delay!"

The driver was obsessed with it, "I'll help you get it done, you can pack it with me after it's done!"

Anya nodded, "Success!"

The two fiddled with the bicycle to get some buns, and rushed back without stopping to refill three bowls of vermicelli soup and delivered them to customers.

Anya scolded the boss bloody, and deducted 50 yuan.

The driver waiting on the side listened seriously.

The driver pushed An Ya aside, took out the 20 yuan from his pocket, "Here."

An Ya took a look, then turned his face, "Why, have pity on me?"

The driver was also straightforward, took the money back and stuffed it back, dragged Anya and walked outside, "Let's go, let's have a meal with brother."

Anya turned away from the driver, rubbed his hands together and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

The driver put his hand in his trouser pocket and stared at Anya for a minute, "...beef noodles!"

The girl is changing so fast.

An Ya happily jumped into the car and wrapped his hands with the man, and ran to the beef noodle restaurant.

When An Ya looked at the two big empty bowls in front of him and licked his lips, the driver broke out, "Hey, brother treats you today, you can eat as much as you want, don't save money for brother!"

An Ya narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Sure, I want two more bowls."

The driver almost fell under the table.

This kid's stomach is a black hole.

"What's your name?"

"An Ya." (Sound of snorting and noodle sucking...)

"Huh? Oops?"

"Fuck, Anya, the end of the world!"

"Oh, what a rare name."

"That's right, I drew lots for this. Others are all military and Wei, and they are all over the street."

"... draw lots for names?"

"Hey, let's get used to it, what's your name?"

"Chen Bo."

"It's really popular, hey, do you still eat that bowl? Don't eat it for me."

"..."

Chen Bo had mixed feelings in his heart. He was only 14 years old when he first met An Ya, and it has been ten years now.

Although the business field is not as good as the swords and swords on the battlefield, it is full of murder without blood. After ten years of hard work, I am physically and mentally exhausted. I can’t keep friends at the wine table. One day I will spend my heart and soul with you today, and tomorrow I will poach a big contract from you.

Although it's okay for An Ya to be mean-spirited and talk all day long to hurt others and not benefit himself, but the only person who can speak the truth is An Ya.

Chen Bo held An Ya's hand tightly, "An Ya, go abroad."

Go abroad, avoid the limelight and come back, or don't come back, people like him can't stay in China.

My career development in the past few years is not bad, and I have a few friends abroad.

Chen Bo turned his head and glanced at An Ya. This heartless person has actually been friends with him for ten years. During the period, it was common for him to make noise and drop the phone. His sudden rush to foreign countries made his heart really flustered. .

Anya laughed, "Why go abroad, I don't speak English."

Chen Bo snorted, "Don't pretend to me, you won't say that you can always understand it, you can go after a few days, and I will pick you up after the wind is over. If you really fold in, I can't get it out of you."

The smile on An Ya's face disappeared, "Chen Bo, Li Zhetian really wants to kill me?"

Chen Bo shook his head, "It seems...he wants to force you out."

An Ya wondered, "Forced? How?"

Chen Bo coughed dryly, "I want you!"

An Ya sat up, crossed his legs and thought more and more wrong, "No, if he wants to catch me, he can just catch me. According to you, Li Zhetian is covering the sky in our city. It's not easy to get me out. Why did he ask for it? Please let the police intervene, his bank is money laundering, and the police will not be able to get rid of the suspicion once the police investigate, Chen Bo, stop fooling me and tell me the truth."

Chen Bo knew he had made a slip of the tongue, so he had no choice but to pick out the point and say, "...the police are investigating me."

An Ya suddenly understood.

Businessmen always have a little bit of nonsense, no one will be stunned, and it will be fine. If it is true, Chen Bo will have to go in and educate him for a few years.

Li Zhetian made this move, obviously looking for faults, obviously he has to make a big circle about what he can do, and he would rather put himself in it than make people willing to go back and worship him.

The way of thinking of perverted people is really special.

He pricked his own hand, but didn't cut it off, maybe it was a warning to himself, maybe...

An Ya didn't dare to think about it, and when he thought about it, he broke out in cold sweat.

What does Li Zhetian want to do?

Why did he coerce and lure him to stay by his side at all costs?

An Ya touched his face, Li Zhetian must have cared about the person who looked very similar to him, and even loved and hated him so much, if he went back by himself, he would probably have to be a substitute and end up...

Anya shuddered and shuddered slightly.

Chen Bo felt it, and stretched out his hand to tuck An Ya in the blanket, "Go to sleep, I'll take you out to eat game tomorrow."

The delicious food couldn't arouse the slightest interest, but with a muffled grace, An Ya turned his back to Chen Bo.

Li Zhetian must have checked the neighborhood where he lives. Chen Bo's car often goes in and out. Since he is his friend, he must know something. It is reasonable to accept the investigation, but if Li Zhetian intervenes, I am afraid Chen Bo will not escape. ...

Chen Bo didn't tell the truth, Li Zhetian must be cooperating with the police to put pressure on him.

He has worked hard for more than ten years...

From the small bread made from scratch to the current Audi car, An Ya knows how much Chen Bo has paid.

Chen Bo didn't say anything, he took care of everything by himself.

When Anya bought a high-end computer in the early years, Chen Bo sold his newly bought house to raise money for him, and went to live in a rental house for more than half a year. 10,000+ is Chen Bo's house money.

The boss of a small company spends his days cooking vegetables with gas in a hut of more than ten square meters.

With a long sigh, An Ya made up his mind.

It was late at night, and the people around me were breathing deeply, but their brows were tightly furrowed.

Chen Bo moved forward quietly, sticking to the back of the sleeping man, let out a breath carefully, his heart was in a mess.

A hand was raised in the darkness, as if to hold the man's thin shoulders.

After a long time, he let it go quietly again.