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Answer, but asked her why she suddenly bought a Band-Aid.

"The one you used before was also bought by me..." Yanyan said, "You can't rely on the store manager, he only cares about selling products and deducting wages. He just doesn't bother to argue with him, otherwise we are injured, and in the end we still have to find he."

"Why are you looking for him?" Gan Hezhi didn't quite understand.

Yanyan finally met someone who knew less than she did. Half a bucket of water was shaking loudly, and she grabbed Ganhezhi and poured him a lot of water. What was the working time and where did she talk about Ganhezhi? .

In the end, she paused, and became impatient again, "So it's easy to say you care, but you're a fool if you believe it all, and you'll see it when you encounter something."

Gan Hezhi frowned, always feeling that she meant something.A thought flashed through his mind quickly, and it disappeared before he could catch it.He didn't think about it because it didn't feel right.

Yanyan didn't leave immediately after get off work, but sat on the side playing with her mobile phone, waiting until the store manager came to the store.

The store manager seemed to be in a good mood, and asked her why she hadn't left yet, Yanyan said something was up, and they went into the lounge.

In less than 2 minutes, the store manager's roar came from the lounge.

Gan Hezhi shrank his neck.

A guest pushed open the door and stepped in with one foot, the body still outside.The store manager yelled a second time, and the customer showed a terrified expression, and the foot that came in retracted again.

Gan Hezhi didn't persuade him either.

Yanyan is not a good-tempered person either, so they quarreled in the lounge, going back and forth, always yelling at the same time, Gan Hezhi suspected that they couldn't hear what the other was saying clearly.

Five minutes later, Yanyan kicked the door open.The door slammed into the wall with a loud "boom".

She rushed out with a sullen face, and the store manager was right behind her, "You fucking broke my door! Lose money!"

Yanyan shot back the carbine, then kicked the door hard twice, "Pay me! I'll pay you if it's broken!" She said through gritted teeth, every time she kicked people's hearts.

Neither Gan Hezhi nor the store manager dared to stop her.

After kicking for a while, she was probably tired, standing there panting, her hair was messy, she scratched twice with five fingers, then grabbed the bag, and left without looking back.

After she left, the store manager squatted down cursingly, reached out to touch the door that she had kicked through, and touched it carefully, like a doctor listening carefully to a patient's heart and lungs with a stethoscope.

Gan Hezhi still works the night shift at the yogurt shop the next day.

When it was almost noon, he first set off for the Small Commodity Street.

The high temperature roasts a person's body and will, and the speed of wiping sweat cannot keep up with the speed of sweating.

The wind wrapped the heat wave and blew on the calf thinly, and the red and white plastic bags fluttered along with it.

Gan Hezhi remembered that the last time he walked through this place with the barbecue brother and the others, it was not so desolate, but he was almost the only one who walked this area today.

When Gan Hezhi walked in, his heart beat a little.

The storekeepers were stationed in the back of the store, where the light was darkest, and they sat against the wall in the dark.

The dusty and cobweb-covered fan was working, and the fan blades whirred in circles.

And the sound of the TV.It seems like every store here has one of these little TVs with an oddly yellowish screen.

People standing outside can hear different channels at the same time, and finally can't hear anything clearly.

Gan Hezhi unconsciously lowered his footsteps, but he didn't know why he did it, he just felt a little depressed, afraid that it would attract undue attention.

What you are afraid of will come, things in this world are always like this.

Gan Hezhi stopped his movements and walked quickly while observing the tattered signboards on both sides.

When he passed by the door of a store, he felt something and subconsciously glanced into the store.

In the back of the store sat a bloated, elderly woman.She was as tall as a mountain, her top framed the shape of her body, her waist was thick and layered.

She watched him from the shadows.Instead of gazes, it was lifeless, numb and confused.This kind of gaze does not seem to come from a living person, but more like from the ground.

Imprisoned for himself, and thus bitter against all who are still free.

Gan Hezhi had nightmares for many days because of this sight.

After Yanyan left, there were only Gan Hezhi and the store manager left in the store.

The store manager announced the recruitment, and a few people called to inquire, but after hearing the very low hourly wages, there was no follow-up.

The store manager also seemed anxious, but he ran out as soon as he was in a hurry, and threw one of the dry men in the store.

Gan Hezhi could only wait alone and hopelessly.

I don't know if it's because of the nightmares I've been having recently, Gan Hezhi's spirit is very poor, he always feels tired, doesn't want to get up, go out, or go to work.

Every time I hear laughter and laughter elsewhere, I just want to know where his hope is.

Gan Hezhi worked the day shift for more than ten hours that day, and when he got home, his calves were trembling a little.

He was too tired to make dinner, so he unpacked a bag of instant noodles at home, boiled water, soaked them until soft, and ate them.

This bag of instant noodles was bought when Gan Hezhi was still staying in the hotel, because there was no condition for him to cook there, and of course he was not in the mood to cook under the circumstances at that time.

It was only after Gan Hezhi moved that he realized that he had taken the instant noodles with him.But under conditions, he still prefers to cook by himself and eat healthier.So these two bags of instant noodles have been kept in the cabinet to accumulate dust.

Luckily he didn't throw it away.

Gan Hezhi tore open the package and waited for a few minutes before realizing that he had forgotten to turn on the kettle. No wonder there was no movement for so long.He flipped the switch, slipped his hand down, and tapped the edge of the table.

He frowned and rubbed his hands for a while, then began to be in a daze.

Someone knocks on the door.

It took a while to knock on the door before Gan Hezhi reacted.

Before he went home, he had just talked with Aunt Xu on the phone, and Aunt Xu said that she would go back to her hometown tomorrow.Gan Hezhi didn't think much about it, thinking that it should be Aunt Xu who came to give him food after parting.

When Gan Hezhi got up from the floor mat, the phone turned on.He glanced at the thumbnail of the message, then clicked on it, and Aunt Xu's loud voice burst out from the phone.

Gan Hezhi was taken aback, his feet twitched, and his little toe knocked on the cabinet.

"Hiss—" Gan Hezhi bent over.

The knock on the door became impatient, "Bang bang bang."

After Gan Hezhi slowed down for a while, he moved to the door with one foot deep and one shallow foot, and the message was played.

A drunken song suddenly sounded outside the window, Gan Hezhi looked back, opened the door without further delay.

If Gan Hezhi hadn't turned his head, but had been paying attention to the movement outside the door, then maybe he would have had a chance to compete with others in his reaction speed the moment he saw Li Qiang outside the door.

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22. Section No.20

A road paved with blood.

Gan Hezhi just turned his head back, and before he could say a word, the people outside slipped into the room through the crack of the door like a loach, and kicked the door shut by the way.

Gan Hezhi saw the person coming, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back almost immediately. He smiled stiffly, and glanced at the blocked door, "Qi...Brother Qiang, what are you... "

Li Qiang leaned against the door, "If you don't come to look for Brother Qiang, Brother Qiang has to come to you."

He didn't hide his covetousness at all, just stared at Gan Hezhi bluntly and nakedly, as if he was peeling off the cover of Gan Hezhi with his eyes.

The current atmosphere and situation are not good for Gan Hezhi. He didn't answer the conversation and was thinking of a way.Li Qiang's gaze was too aggressive, Gan Hezhi couldn't hold back and took a small step back.

It's like a signal.

……

Gan Hezhi ran to the door with bare feet, and when he was about to get out of bed, his ankle was pulled again. Gan Hezhi staggered and fell down, with his hands on the ground, covered with broken porcelain.

He was in pain, but he didn't care about it. With red eyes, he randomly grabbed two handfuls of ceramic tiles and threw them behind him. Li Qiang cursed and let him go.

Gan Hezhi threw himself to the door while lifting his trousers, and opened the door with all his might. The door bounced back after hitting the wall and hit his body. He didn't care about it, and rushed straight into the corridor.

After he left his room, he realized that many people poked their heads out of the room and looked in his direction.

Gan Hezhi suddenly trembled violently, he wanted to shout, but he didn't, he held his breath and rushed into the safe passage.

Gan Hezhi staggered downstairs in the dark, he could feel the dust and sticky filth, mixed with his own blood, firmly stuck to the flesh of reality.

He was being chased, by Li Qiang's protruding eyes, his smoke-smelling mouth, his rough fingers and limbs, and the many pairs of indifferent eyes he saw when he rushed out of the house.

He seemed to be back in front of the plump old woman in Small Commodity Street in an instant.He didn't dare to stop, he couldn't stop, he was afraid that if he stopped, he would be entangled in that kind of gaze, wrapped tightly with wetness, and then torn to pieces.

Barefoot, Gan Hezhi rushed from the building into the crowded and open night.He walks through garbage and walks through people.At least for this moment, he couldn't tell the difference between the two.

His every step is marked by blood and tears.

In a trance, he felt that this was a road that ran through his life.No matter how long or how fast he walked, it was the same.

He will never be able to get rid of this foul-smelling, blood-stained road.

Qiangwei Community didn't have a decent security booth, and there were no street lights. Even under the cover of night, Gan Hezhi's stumbling still attracted the attention of others.

Gan Hezhi shrunk his shoulders and crossed his head, as if this posture would give him a sense of security, and rushed to the side of the road recklessly.

A taxi just stopped not far away and put down the last passenger.

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