my old life

Chapter 203 A Fickle Heart

Su Yurong leaned on the bench and looked into the distance quietly. I think maybe everyone has unspeakable difficulties. Happiness is almost the same, but there are thousands of kinds of sadness...

"Look at the bright stars at night, it's not bad to appreciate it." He looked up at the night sky, his eyes were so focused, but I felt his loneliness.

"I used to regard the stars as companions, maybe our feelings are similar."

I smoked a cigarette and looked at the night sky quietly. The night sky in autumn is always so empty and refreshing. You can see the stars in the sky when you raise your head, but few people think of looking up.

Maybe people who are full of heart will not think of looking at the cold stars, maybe only people who are lonely will look up at the starry sky, as if there is no one to accompany them except the stars.

"Xiong Sanming, I think you have changed recently."

"Oh? Are you still the same?"

We looked at each other and smiled at the same time. In fact, people will grow up and change, because the only constant in this world is that everything is changing.

"When I first met you just now, I felt like you were a different person, not the Xiong Sanming I knew."

"It's the same with you, you are not the Su Yurong I know, people will grow up, right?"

In fact, I understand that he sensed that something was wrong with me. Maybe I'm used to the identity of the shackles, or I just came out of the gambling game and I still have a bit of hostility.

But I am sure that I have fallen in love with the life in the dark night, the feeling of being in the game of gambling, not just for profit, but to experience my own growth and feel that I am getting stronger little by little. The taste makes me want to stop!

I have never forgotten to make myself strong enough to stand beside my second uncle, to face Maobai together, to face all unknown dangers...

"Sanming, it's getting late, you should go back."

"Okay, if you need help, just ask."

"Actually... I don't know if you feel it yourself. You are very different now from before. Maybe you can't feel it yourself, but your eyes make people feel terrible."

"Oh? What's wrong with the eyes?" I rubbed my eyes and didn't feel anything wrong, but he didn't say anything.

Shrugging helplessly, he said goodbye to Su Yurong and walked towards the apartment alone, with unspeakable doubts in his heart.

Seventeenth sister said that I had changed, even Su Yurong could see that something was wrong with me, but I didn't notice it at all, I never harbored ill intentions towards my friends, what was wrong specifically?
Walking step by step, thinking back to the short few months since I came here, I know what I have experienced and what I have done, but I have not lost my inner self and principles, let alone my good heart .

Maybe gambling will change a person's eyes invisibly, maybe change a person's heart, but I have really grown a lot, and this is the most important thing to me.

Walking alone on the street feels extraordinarily cold. This coldness is even colder than the coldest time in winter, because I feel cold in my heart.

I remember that autumn never seemed so cold. I don’t know why this year’s autumn is cool, as if it can blow into people’s bones and the most sensitive places in people’s hearts.

Facing the empty streets, everything under the dim street lights is so bleak, I think the feeling in my heart should be sad now, the depression in autumn can always touch the softest part of people's hearts.

I remember that in the past, my second uncle always took me to play on a motorcycle every autumn. I never felt cold when I ran all over the mountains and plains, and I couldn't see depression and desolation in my eyes.

Maybe late autumn nights can always evoke people's memories, can magnify the loneliness that can't be felt usually dozens of times, and engulf people in the silent late night...

My second uncle said before that there is no one who does not yearn for happiness, no one likes the taste of loneliness and desertedness, no matter how strong the disguise is, every time the night is quiet, the disguise will be torn apart...

At first, I didn't quite understand the crazy words that my second uncle said, but when I returned to the apartment and saw the cold bed, I instantly understood what it was like to be alone.

I wanted to call Seventeenth Sister, but it was already too late. I simply washed up and went to bed, but I couldn't feel warm when I was lying in bed...

This is the first time I felt the coldness of the bed, and it was also the first time I didn't count the money after gambling. Maybe this is also an invisible change...

I tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep. I don't know why I longed for the taste of strong alcohol. Strong alcohol hurts my body but at least it can warm my heart...

The next day at noon, I was woken up by the ringing of the mobile phone. I picked up the phone in a daze and gave a hello.

"I heard that your kid is doing well, and the eight-faced ghost gave you a mask?"

As soon as I heard this, I immediately regained my energy, and immediately asked, "Second Uncle, are you back? Where are you?"

"I didn't go back, but you boy went to trouble that bald man again last night? You also won a broken IOCQ, yes you!"

I'm sure the second uncle must be back, otherwise how could he know so clearly?

"Second uncle, don't make trouble, are you back? Why are you hiding from me?"

"You idiot, when did I go back? Eight-faced ghosts think of you very well!" The second uncle smirked with a long tone.

"What's the matter, I learned it all night. He said that a pig can learn it in two hours..." I scratched my head in embarrassment. It really took me a whole night to learn that day.

"What?! You only studied with him for one night? Didn't you go again?" The second uncle's voice changed, and I immediately became nervous.

"What's the matter, Uncle? He said he taught everything that should be taught, and I don't know the rest..." I don't know if Bamiangui has reservations, but he taught me enough.

"That's right, no wonder the Eight-faced Ghost is willing to give you a mask, as expected of my nephew, Xiong Jiudong, with a long face!" The second uncle's words made me stunned, dizzy, what's going on?
It sounds like the second uncle is very satisfied, but I am more concerned about how he has a clear view of the current situation, as if he can see me all the time.

"Second uncle, have you come back yet? Why are you so clear about my affairs?" I couldn't help asking, and kept muttering in my heart.

"Because you are my nephew, otherwise I wouldn't bother to care about you, but what are you going to do with that broken car? You kid, don't drive out to pretend, or accidents will happen easily!"

"Fuck! I don't know how to drive at all." I went crazy in my heart, my second uncle always spoke so harshly, and I never pretended to be so low-key.

The last time I failed to pretend to be beaten like that, and my second uncle was also punished, if it wasn't because of my pretending that I could have cats and whites?

"I know you kid wants to mess with that bald man, but you are still too young to know how to do things to leave a way out for others. Don't forget that dogs can jump over walls in a hurry!"

"Oh." I thought that the second uncle must have known something. Now that I think about it, I really beat Baldy Han yesterday. I won his money and his broken car, but I feel really happy.

"Second Uncle, I have my own arrangements for that broken car, don't worry, I won't mess with it." I swear, I have decided to give Baldy Han a surprise!
"I'm really wondering, you're so stubborn, why do you have to fix that bald head? Do you really think you can save the world?"

"Because I'm different from everyone else!"

It was the first time I said this so firmly. I don't care what others think of me, or whether my second uncle can understand me, but I am determined to deal with Baldy Han!

I haven't forgotten how he beat me, how he bullied the girl, let alone the principles and bottom line in my heart, I can't stand it!
The second uncle sighed, and said slowly: "You can do whatever you want, just don't get yourself in, hang up."

After hanging up the phone, I washed my face and went out, bought tape and marker pens at the store next to the apartment, and then went straight to Splendid City.

Find someone to drive the broken IOCQ to the door of Bald Han's unit, write on the white paper something like Bald Han's debts and repayment, and then stick the white paper on the glass in the car.

After locking the car door, I ran to the nearby milk tea shop, watching the people coming and going at the door, and I thought that the 2000 yuan was worth it!
Everyone knows that this white broken IOCQ belongs to Baldy Han. His car must have lost his car with such notes plastered all over his car. I can't think of any other good way to do it.

In the past, I definitely wouldn't use such a radical method, but people's hearts are always fickle. I want to use my own way to smear Han Bald...

(End of this chapter)