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Xi Jiang hadn't returned for three days and hadn't replied to messages, but she had found a new aunt for Xu Yu. This aunt was tall and thin, had a sweet taste in her cooking, and didn't talk much.
Xu Yu was more casual and hoped that Xi Jiang would continue to disappear at a higher frequency.
After eating half a bowl of rice, the phone that was charging upstairs rang. Xu Yu went upstairs. It was an unfamiliar number. When he answered it, he could hear heavy breathing on the other end.
"Who?"
"We've met before. I'm Alu. Is it convenient for us to meet?"
Xu Yu: "Does Xi Jiang know?"
"Don't get me wrong, I'm different from them. I'm not trying to pick a fight with you. I just have something to tell you."
"What's up?"
"Let's talk about it in person, it will be clearer."
Xu Yu put his hands on his hips and frowned: "Where shall we meet?"
"Come and see, I'll be waiting for you there."
The phone was hung up.
I fell in love with a bar in an old neighborhood at first sight. The owner is a nostalgic person and has created a millennial style that reminisces about youth. In the early years, there was a lot of publicity on the Internet, and many Internet celebrities checked in. However, in recent years, with the increase in traffic in new neighborhoods, this bar is not as famous as before.
Xu Yu searched for pictures, paid, got off the car, and found the storefront among a row of almost old decoration stores.
This was his first time in such a place. In the past, Xi Jiang had strictly forbidden him from going to any place with the word "bar", and even more so, he was not allowed to get to know the people who often stayed in these places.
If you try to flatter others, you will be led astray.
Xu Yu pushed the door open and walked in. The air conditioning in the bar was turned up extremely cold. There were many beautiful women and handsome men, and both those who were grouped together and those who were not had ordered a long line of beers and special drinks.
A Lu was sitting at the back, with empty wine bottles scattered on his table. I don’t know how much he had drunk, but he didn’t look drunk from his face.
"Xu Yu, do you know who Xi Jiang has been thinking about all these years?"
Xu Yu sat down and watched him quietly as he looked a little drunk.
"have no idea."
"Do you know why he fell in love with Ah Xu? Because many years ago, when it was raining, Ah Xu held an umbrella for him once, and Xi Jiang has never forgotten it until today."
"Then what?"
"You're not surprised?" A Lu said, "Aren't you angry that Xi Jiang lied to you?"
"He's cheated so many people, not just me. If I get angry, I might die of anger." Xu Yu touched the bottle of wine, which was very cold from the cold. "You drank so much? And can you still communicate well?"
A Lu put the bottle down and said, "I'm not drunk, and I didn't drink all of this. The people I invited have already left, so I'm drinking some of the remaining wine to give myself courage."
Xu Yu didn't know what it meant to be courageous. Was it hard to say? Or was he afraid to say it?
"Who he likes is none of my business. I've never thought of crossing the line." Xu Yu replied, "If that's what you're talking about, then we have nothing to talk about."
"Wei Pei'er, is this Xi Jiang's new girlfriend?" A Lu's face turned pale. "That girl is my ex-girlfriend."
"Aren't they all ex-girlfriends?"
"Can I talk to my ex's friends after breaking up?" A Lu said, "Do you really think Xi Jiang loves you that much? I can help your Xu Yu. I know a lot about them and I can tell you everything, as long as you do me a favor."
"What do you mean by help me?"
A Lu took out his phone: "I can find a lot of things."
He wouldn't come to Xu Yu for no reason. Xu Yu thought he would say something that he didn't know, and that his words were always mixed with his anger.
Why do you want to bend yourself?
Then force Xu Yu to act out a plot with him to make Xi Jiang angry to death?
Xu Yu narrowed his eyes: "I can't help you."
Ah Lu raised his head to drink, and the bottle slammed on the table. "What do you mean?"
"I'm not interested."
"Not interested? Did you know Zhu Wenxu had plastic surgery for Xi Jiang? Did you know Xi Jiang had electroshock therapy?" A Lu was like crazy, "You really don't want to know?"
Very tempting.
But Xu Yu didn't want to know: "Don't you think it's despicable to use your friend's pain to trade for bargaining chips?"
A Lu's expression changed.
Xu Yu stood up and walked out. A Lu walked forward. He was boiling with anger and threw the bottle of beer over. The glass exploded next to Xu Yu and the beer spilled all over the floor.
Everyone in the bar looked over, and some girls were startled. Xu Yu opened the door and walked out as if nothing had happened. His arms were shaking from the excitement as he walked down the stairs.
The next bottle smashed onto the ground with a sharp sound. The door behind him opened, letting in some cold air. The bottle flew overhead, this time slicing Xu Yu's arm.
A Lu twisted his expression: "Why do you think you can negotiate with me? Let me tell you, Xu Yu, Xi Jiang is a psychopath. He will abandon you sooner or later. Before he is abandoned, you'd better think about how to gain benefits."
The heat wave was dry in the air, and emotions were like gunpowder, spreading slowly in his chest. He couldn't explode, and he was held in someone's arms, a unique fragrance filling the air.
Zhu Wenxu looked at A Lu with a fierce look in his eyes. When they looked at each other, the heat of gunpowder became even more boiling, like a piercing blow to the heart.
A Lu stopped, his eyes widening: "Zhu...why are you here?"
His expression didn't change, and he hugged the person in his arms even tighter.
"Come see you, old classmate."
Ah Lu's expression became even more awkward. He backed away frantically, banging his shoulder against the wall. "That has nothing to do with me."
As for what the incident was, he did not elaborate. The bar manager called the police and the police took him away.
Before Xu Yuren could recover, Zhu Wenxu had already let him go.
"I'll take you back."
"Mr. Zhu." Xu Yu was a little stunned. "Why are you here?"
Zhu Wenxu's hair was disheveled, and he looked particularly lonely. He withdrew his gaze from the police officer on the road.
"Get in the car first."
Xu Yu sat in the car, lost in thought, not intending to continue the conversation. The car stopped at a corner, and Zhu Wenxu got out and walked towards the pharmacy. He followed him and opened the door.
The driver sighed softly upon seeing this.
Zhu Wenxu bought iodine, cotton swabs, ointment, and a box of band-aids. Turning back, Xu Yu was looking at him.
"go back."
"You bought it for me?"
"It could be."
Zhu Wenxu paid and walked towards the car with the medicine bag. After a few steps, Xu Yu blocked his way and asked, "Why are you doing this to me?"
Zhu Wenxu turned his head away and remained silent.
"Why do I always feel that you are nice to me? Why?"
Zhu Wenxu blinked very slowly: "Is it not good?"
"You treat everyone like this?"
"No."
"If there is no one, why am I here?"
Zhu Wenxu paused, not in the mood to pay attention to his messy hair, and repeated what he had just said: "Isn't it good?"
"What do you want to do?" Xu Yu said, "You always show up."
Zhu Wenxu looked into the distance without saying anything.
"I'll say it again, I've never liked Xi Jiang. No matter how you two get back together, you don't have to worry about me, and there's no need for you to always follow me."
At this moment all the winds were fanning the flames of anger.
If possible, he would rather never have been saved by Xi Jiang.
If possible, he would rather live in that town doing nothing until he grows old and dies.
"I didn't follow you." Zhu Wenxu looked up. "I thought we were having a good conversation."
"Mr. Zhu, we are not from the same world. You don't have to worry about me at all. Xi Jiang also cares about you. I support you rekindling your old love. Can you please not involve me?" Xu Yu's voice suddenly became hoarse. "I've had enough."
Life was not easy in the so-called upper-class circle. Xu Yu was not a pushover, but after a long time, he did not want to cause more trouble for Xi Jiang.
There are always new people around Xi Jiang. If it weren't for Assistant Zhao emphasizing their identities, people might not even know who the group's daughter and son are. They only know that under Xi Jiang's indulgence, they can order him around like slaves.
Like a wax figure on stage, without privacy or freedom, suspended in mid-air, a single fall would cause all the blood in the body to flow backwards, leaving no room for struggle.
Xu Yu turned around and got into a taxi.
Zhu Wenxu was still standing there, holding the medicine, without moving.
He went home to treat his wound casually. It was already eight o'clock and the meal cooked by his aunt was cold. Xu Yu heated it up and ate a few bites. Then he took out his cell phone and found that Xi Jiang had replied to his message an hour ago.
[I'll be back the day after tomorrow and take you out for dinner.]
Xu Yu replied "OK", packed up the dishes and went upstairs.
He was increasingly unable to bear the current life, like a poultry kept in a backyard.
No, not really. At least poultry can see their owners every day.
It is completely free-range and left to fend for itself.
He bent down and used a broom to pick up the box under the bed. It was a dirty box, and inside it lay a laptop.
The computer had not been turned on for a long time, and the screen was very slow to jump. I waited for nearly ten minutes before it came on.
Xu Yu clicked on the webpage without changing his expression, entered the blog interface, entered the account and password he had registered a long time ago, logged in successfully, and the number of private messages jumped from 80 to 99+, causing the computer to freeze for a few minutes.
Xu Yu opened the private message without changing his expression. Among the densely packed private messages, he scrolled to the bottom one, which was dated a year ago.
Raspberries Can Also Have Spring: [I listened to you and did what I dared not do. My husband finally divorced me. Thank you, blogger.]
Xu Yu clicked on the homepage and found that the blog page had been cancelled.
Jumping back to the private messages, she scrolled up and saw the private message under a sexy avatar.
Three days ago.
Beautiful Life: [Blogger, I really hooked up with a rich second-generation boyfriend, thank you.]
Her homepage is still being updated, and it is full of beautiful photos. Some of them were taken in a luxury car, with various brand-name bags behind her and a cup of raw coconut latte in her mouth.
Xu Yu exited and replied: [What is it like to have never experienced the life of a rich second generation?]
Wei Pei'er replied: [Hey, blogger, you're back! Life is so great! My boyfriend is so rich, he pays for everything. Last time I fell, he even took me to the hospital himself. It's really frustrating. Lately, there's this even richer woman who keeps calling me, asking me to break up, saying she's my boyfriend's fiancée. When I asked him about it, he said it was just an ex who's been going crazy since the breakup.]
[Blogger, you're really good at calculating. Now that you're online, are you starting a new business? Can you help me calculate whether I can marry my boyfriend? I'm afraid someone will steal him away.]
Xu Yu: [If you want to conquer, you have to endure hardship. I can’t predict this. It depends on your fate.]
Wei Pei'er: [Okay, then it depends on fate~]
[There is a way.]
Wei Pei'er: [What's the solution? Blogger, please stop keeping us in suspense.]
[Spend more time with those who are close to him, they may be your benefactors.]
Regardless of what Wei Pei'er replied, Xu Yu logged out of his account, turned off the computer, put it back into the box, and pushed it under the bed.
Xu Yu tied her hair at the back of her head. It had been a long time since she had cut her hair, so she could tie it into a small braid.
After leaving the house, he stopped at a tobacco shop and said, "Give me a pack of cigarettes and a lighter."
The boss frowned: "Are you an adult?"
Xu Yu took out his ID card, and the boss finally handed him the cigarette. Not wanting to go anywhere, Xu Yu smoked by the river. The last time he smoked was seven years ago, and it was the cheapest Red Golden Dragon.
Occasionally someone would share some cigarettes with him, which were very bitter and astringent. Later, he started saying that people in the city smoked good cigarettes, and that cigarettes with the word "expensive" in their names were all good cigarettes.
But after coming to the city, these cigarettes with the word "noble" on them never appeared in Xi Jiang's hands.
Xi Jiang doesn't like smoking and doesn't allow Xu Yu to smoke.
Even when smoking, the brands were different every time. By the time he knew the price, he had already been washed away by a new round of values around Xi Jiang.
Xu Yu kept coughing, tears streaming down his face, but he continued to smoke. His mouth felt like it wasn't his own, the smoke filling his lungs and dancing with his body.
Before he could draw the fifth one, a car arrived. The car door slammed with a loud noise, attracting the attention of passersby. Xi Jiang's hair was a little wet, and he was wiping it with his hand, with an unpleasant expression on his face.
The passenger door also opened, and Wei Pei'er jumped to Xi Jiang's side. Maybe she sprained her ankle because she didn't pay attention when getting out of the car. She pouted and looked very aggrieved.
Xi Jiang ignored him and strode to Xu Yu's side, snatching the cigarette from his lips: "Who told you to smoke?"
Xu Yu turned sideways and stared at the lake in a trance: "I want to break it myself once."
Xi Jiang closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He was very angry, but he held back and tried to make his expression look better.
"go back."
"Brother," Xu Yubei said with a bitter expression, "Can I make a request?"
Xi Jiang touched the earring and said impatiently, "Speak."
"Can I move?"
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