Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

Li Xiaoqiang heaved a long sigh and began to pack his things.

"President Ma, my salary..." Li Xiaoqiang packed the suitcase properly.

"You still have the face to ask for wages?" Xiao Hai gave him a contemptuous look.

"But that's what I deserve." Li Xiaoqiang bit his lip.

"Why don't you go to the Public Security Bureau?" Xiao Hai stopped talking, turned and walked out of the dormitory. [

Li Xiaoqiang looked down at his suitcase, and after a long while, he stood up, ready to leave.

I tugged at Jin Ren's clothes, indicating that we should go too.

"Xiaoqiang." Jin Ren called out suddenly.

Li Xiaoqiang walked to the door and stopped.

Jin Ren took out 300 yuan from his pocket, walked over and handed it to him: "This is all my savings, you take it first, and when you find a job..."

"Stop being hypocritical!" Li Xiaoqiang lifted Jin Ren's hand, and scattered 300 yuan on the ground.

Seeing this, Jin Yi kicked Li Xiaoqiang on the back, "My brother gave you money because I pity you, and it's a shameless thing!"

Li Xiaoqiang was kicked to the ground, he slowly got up, and said bitterly: "You don't need to be pitiful!" After speaking, he left here without looking back.

"Why are you beating him?" Jin Ren looked at Li Xiaoqiang's back and said reproachfully.

"This kind of person deserves a beating!" Jin Yi clenched his fists and said, "Brother, you've changed..."

"Perhaps." Jin Ren stooped to pick up the few pieces of money, put them under his lips and blew the ashes before putting them back into his pocket.

"I just want money, not revenge." Jin Ren looked at Jin Yi, then at me: "Let's go."

The two brothers went to work the night shift again, and I stayed alone in Jin Ren's dormitory, unable to sleep for a long time.

Jin Ren is indeed not as impulsive as before, and appears more mature and stable.

Just this change, is it gratifying or sad?

I kept my eyes open until six o'clock, and when I came out to take the bus, I found a person sleeping on the bench. It was Li Xiaoqiang who had packed his luggage at night.He leaned on his own box, curled up in a ball, shivering in the autumn wind.

I took off my coat, and after thinking for a long time, I still didn't put it on for him-I really couldn't feel sympathy for a person who stabbed me with a knife.