Apocalyptic Forecast

God **** empire!

Do you belong to Shimada!

Huai Shi opened his eyes and only felt that he had a stomach slot to vomit: Shouldn't he beat the strong enemy at this time and have two more skill points when his blood volume is full?

He looked at the dust on the ceiling irreparably.

Where am I?

who am I?

Where am I going?

"Do you want to continue?"

The crow seems to be snickering.

He sighed, recalling the murderous intent he once experienced, as if he could feel the glimpse of his eyes.

After all, how bad is it?

"carry on!"

He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and sank again into the darkness.

The crow shook his head in pity, took out his mobile phone, and added a new line of words under the emoticon: just two meals.

So the beating continued.

The beatings continued until the next afternoon, when Huai Shi was able to clear the customs without injury, I felt like I was about to cry.

This guy in red gloves is really not easy!

After rejecting Crow's suggestion to make persistent efforts, he rarely used Lao Liu to pay for the remaining electricity and took a hot bath. He changed into a black suit that would only be worn for official performances and was ready to go out.

"It's rare to see you dressed so neatly." Crow quipped, "Where are you going to ask the little girl?"

"... Funeral home."

Huai Shi sighed.

Where is there a little girl.

Today is the day when old Yang cremated, no matter what, he had to go there.

Their husband and wife have always been good to themselves, although the main good to themselves is sister-in-law, but how many people are willing to give you a chance to become self-reliant when you have the most difficult time in this year?

Even if the pit goods are not light, but after all, they finally pulled one.

To a certain extent, he can live to the present with dignity, and he will not go to pick up bricks and pick up debris to do black work, all thanks to Lao Yang.

Let's talk about it, Lao Yang is sometimes not reliable, but Huai Shi is not a high-end talent. Over the years, everyone has been pitting each other out, almost getting used to it.

Isn't this the case with so-called friends?

Now that old Yang is going to leave, he has to go and give it away.

Although he hurried all the way, when he arrived at the funeral parlour, the farewell ceremony was almost over.

Lao Yang worked as an intermediary for a lifetime. During his lifetime, he had a wide network of people, many friends, and many local relatives. Now he has come to send other people a big piece of crushing.

Huai Shi followed behind the team silently. When it was his turn, he dared not look at it. After putting down the flowers in his hand, he avoided the line of sight of the sister-in-law and ran back with her head down.

Although Lao Yang died in a church in Laotang, the cause of death that he could announce was a car accident. After the funeral home was restored, the unrecognizable face also recovered a bit of charm. It looked like it was asleep, carefree and unpleasant.

This **** spent most of his life for money, and finally sold himself for a good price. He got what he wanted, and died without care.

Listen to the people on both sides who said that when counting the inheritance, this guy really left a lot of money for his wife, enough for her next treatment.

After listening to a few words, Huai Shi left a little further and didn't want to listen anymore.

After the body ’s farewell was over, it was sent to the back for cremation ... Unexpectedly, although Huai Shi ’s eyes were a little red, but the sister-in-law did n’t cry from beginning to end, instead, she kept Lao Yang ’s final farewell organized and let him Walk decently.

Why did the **** marry such a good wife?

Huai Shi's mood became more and more complicated.

Soon, the funeral was over. When the guests dispersed, Huai Shi received the words from his sister-in-law and asked him to go back.

In the family room of the funeral home, after the woman drove away all other unrelated persons, she closed the door and took out a thick envelope from the bag for him.

"……What does this mean?"

Huai Shi stunned, looked at the envelope on the table, if there was money in it, at least ten or twenty thousand.

"Hold it, this is what Yang Yang owes you."

She smiled as if ashamed. "In the past, he did so many things, all for me. In the final analysis, it should be the sister-in-law who is sorry to you.

Xiaoshi You are a good boy. You are always punished with money and you haven't said anything, but you can't always owe it. Now that he's gone, I think, I want to keep him innocent.

If you really want to make me more comfortable, don't quit. "

Huai Shi was silent, looking at the envelope on the table, shaking his head slowly for a long time.

"Where is there anything owed?"

He said softly: "To say that in the past, when I was not sensible in childhood, I always felt that others were kind to me, because I will definitely compensate them one hundred times and one thousand times in the future.

It was only after I was sensible that I gradually realized that sometimes, when those people are helping me, how can I expect my future rewards?

Even if Old Yang heard it, would he laugh at me?

For me, when I was the most difficult, Old Yang took me a hand, which was enough. Nothing else matters, and nothing you owe me, I owe you. "

He slowly pushed the envelope on the table back and said seriously: "So, even if there is a little bit of my share in it, then please treat it as a meager return from someone you help. Right. "

Sister-in-law remained silent for a long time, and said nothing more to refuse.

Just lowered his head, wiped his nose, and smiled reluctantly: "If Lao Yang is still alive and hears you, he will definitely be ashamed."

No, that guy must be complacent?

Put away the money neatly, stuff it into his wife's bag, and then tell him that you don't want it. Now I regret it too late. I took my wife to eat at night.

How can such a **** marry such a good wife?

Huai Shi sighed.

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Following the funeral, Huai Shi did not follow along. It was already sad enough to attend a farewell party. There was no need to grieve the old Yang guy twice.

Moreover, he really didn't want to see how his sister-in-law was crying.

After leaving, he was ready to go home.

Is different from when I came in a hurry to rent a taxi. When I went back, he chose a bus to save some money. He had to change two lines before and after and traverse the entire urban area to reach his home on the other side of Xinhai.

It is said that it was convenient after the subway opened, but Xinhai ’s subway was said to have been dug when Huai Shi was born. After digging for so long, no shadow was seen.

What's more, there are so many people coming and going in the city in Xinhai. Although there is a little traffic jam during the peak commute, it is impossible if you can't move without the subway.

Over time, everyone no longer has expectations.

In the long waiting time, he rarely opened WeChat, which he had shut down for 100,000 years, to see if there was anything wrong.

Benefited from the pressure of long-term poverty, his interpersonal relationship is lacking, and there are only one or two acquaintances who almost know his situation, so there is no messy person looking for him throughout the summer.

Except for the class WeChat group that has become a mobile game group, there is almost no news.

Huai Shi flipped up and found that in addition to the news of the daily mobile game team and the guests eating dinner, there was only the notice that the piano room adjusted the allocation time after the school started, and there were a lot of sand sculpture pictures.

What is sad is that Huai Shi found that the photo he was standing in front of the Cowherd Club had been made into an expression bag ...

"You guys can be personal!"

Huai Shi was furious, and then found out all the photos of the guys who brushed his expression pack from the group. They were matched with panda heads and sent one by one.

Is in the fighting figure of a silly netizen, his movements suddenly stagnate, and he feels the last line of malicious sight falling on himself on the bus.

I do n’t know if it ’s the development period of the crow that caused the increase in perception, or I am used to the feeling when the death hunch is activated. Today ’s Huai poetry is more sensitive to the maliciousness of others.

Although it was not enough to read the mind, after being stared all the way, the base of the neck seemed to be crawling with caterpillars, making him nervous all over.

By the bus window, he vaguely saw the man in the last row wearing a peaked cap as if sleeping with a bowed head. UU reading www.uukanshu.com clearly showed where the malicious sight came from.

When he saw that he was taking out his mobile phone and sending a message, Huaishi suddenly got up and got off quickly when the bus arrived.

As he expected, the man froze for a moment before chasing him without trace.

In the bustling city center, the busiest pedestrian street, he wandered all the way, like a walk, stopped in the middle to buy a pack of cigarettes, but he followed him all the way from the beginning to the end, did not let him Stay out of sight.

Looking at the man's weird expression, insignificant sight, and the two pectoralis major muscles on his chest, Huai Shi shuddered suddenly, the chrysanthemum tightened, and a bad conjecture flashed in his heart:

Relying on the demon, is it a pervert guy?

After hanging out for ten minutes, Huai Shi could conclude that the grandson behind him must be following him.

Otherwise, even if it was a coincidence, wouldn't it happen to be in the same public toilet?

Pretending that nothing happened, Huai Shi started to speed up on the pedestrian street where people were flowing. After passing two shopping malls and turning a few streets, he walked into the public square in the old city.

Turned left and right all the way behind him, never letting him escape his sight, but just after turning a corner, he found that Huai Shi disappeared on the street.

When he looked around in amazement, after seeing a glass door, the teenager pulled out five dollars from his pocket, and after half a day of price reduction with the counter aunt, he changed his hand with a shameless face.

Then, walk into the door at the back of the lobby.

The tracker froze for a moment, looked up in amazement, and then saw the sign on the storefront.

The big spring bathhouse.