"There's nothing to consider," I said.

Actually, I am a person who believes in fate.

The laws of nature reveal the cycle of cause and effect, and I believe it very much. So when I first knew that I had cancer, the idea of ​​dying with Cheng Yuanfeng and Song Xiao was not without it, but it disappeared in just one second. After all, it was a commoner, and Marxism-Leninist universal value education for many years, and there was still reason. I can't do anything like killing. Besides, the bad things that a person has done in this life will have to pay back in the next life. I dare not use my wealth and honor to bet on the momentary pleasure.

Besides, if they really die together, they will bully me on the Naihe Bridge. I am really afraid. If Song Xiaofei kicked him into the beast path when he was reincarnated, it would be better to get it. Once a person believes in life, he will have many concerns. He would rather believe in empty retribution than get bloody.

"I ask you to add one," said Jiang Lei. "I have the final say for whom he will transplant his organs."

"This..." The two looked at each other and waited for me to speak.

I sighed and said, "This is OK."

That's it, the agreement was signed.

When they saw the two of them away, Jiang Lei was still depressed. The joy of his wife calling seemed to disappear instantly. I shrugged, went upstairs to change my clothes, walked to him, shook the car key and said, "Let's go, I will take you out to relax."

"Ha?" He opened his eyes wide.

"After all, I'm a local snake. It seems that I've never taken you to visit the corners of this city in the system, right? Let's take you out for a long experience."

I came to this city at the age of twelve, and my father came to teach in the city’s university, so I naturally followed me. Compared to Cheng Yuanfeng, a native native, I don’t know much about some secret places.

Jiang Lei stopped me at first and rushed me to the passenger seat. I opened the car door and jumped in, holding the seat belt and not letting go, so he had to give up. Sitting in the passenger seat, he didn't look at the scenery and only looked at me, biting his teeth, for fear that I wouldn't hear it.

It was almost four o'clock when we came out. The car drove into the city and the sky was getting darker. There was a Xiaolong bakery on the snack street, which was authentic Hangzhou flavor and served Nanjing duck blood vermicelli soup and various side dishes. I always liked it. I found a place to park the car, and the two of them took a walk to the snack street. I haven't arrived in the downtown area for almost a month, and I don't know that such a large shopping mall opened. The middle school student who was skating by skateboard took advantage of the flashing green light and grabbed Jiang Lei and ran across the road. When I arrived opposite, I was panting while holding the railing, and was scolded by Jiang Lei.

There is no way. Sometimes I forget that I am a dying person. When I see a green light that is about to turn red, I will run across the road quickly. When I see a cake covered with thick cream, I can't help but want to take it home and eat it all over my mouth. Even the shopping malls around me open, I want to go in and see if there are new windbreakers to help me spend this winter.

It is obvious that I may not be able to persevere until this winter.

After entering the store, the boss already knew me. He asked if he wanted four lanterns and small lanterns to wrap two bowls of vermicelli soup. I was about to answer yes, but after thinking about it, he said, "Three lanterns, I can't eat that much."

The boss glanced at me and smiled and said, "Diet? Eat more and see how thin you are!"

I just laughed and didn't respond. The fan soup was ready quickly, and the young man in the hall was also familiar with him. He came over with two bowls and joked: "Mr. Cheng didn't come together?"

"He's busy," I said with a smile.

When the boss heard us talking, he interrupted and said, "Are you busy? I came a few days ago and ordered two bowls of soup for four cages of buns. I thought I asked for one for you. I was wondering why you didn't come together, but after he sat down, he left. I went over and took a look and ate two of the buns of four cages."

"Is that?" I was furious with a smile. "He has a bad appetite recently."

The boss nodded and asked a few words to take care of himself. He looked at Jiang Lei and asked in a flattering manner: "Is this gentleman's surname?"

"Don't let your surname be Jiang." Jiang Lei nodded.

Paotang quickly delivered the ordering card, saying that the restaurant was operating all the food and takeout. While speaking, Xiaolongbao served. I picked up one with chopsticks and put it in my mouth. The fragrant soup filled the whole mouth along the broken bun skin, which made me red my eyes instantly. Jiang Lei had no choice but to hand a tissue, and I took it, but swallowed the soup and showed a grinning smile at him.

I really like this bun, and the cancer cells are not repulsive. I ate six of eight buns in a cage, and I felt warm and comfortable. After dinner, I walked with Jiang Lei on the pedestrian street. The city lights were on, and passers-by were in a hurry.

I used to complain about the hard work and busyness of work, but now I think about it and it has become an unattainable luxury.

When Cheng Yuanfeng started his business, he broke up with his mother and only had his own private room in his pocket. In order to treat his father's illness, I spent money. The two of them were so poor that they didn't even have the money to drink a glass of wine. The only relaxation and entertainment was to have dinner and take a walk downstairs together. At that time, the houses that were renting were nearby, even if the rent was a little more expensive, it was convenient. The two of them chatted while walking, and occasionally bought a can of beer for each other to reward them, and they burped.

Why can people share the same poverty and humbleness, but not wealth and honor?

It was useless to think about these things, but the greedy worm was caught. I patted Jiang Lei on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, I will take you to see the bright lights, wine, and wealth."

The car stopped when it reached the intersection, and the bar door was heading east, so the car couldn't drive in. Just as I was about to turn off the engine, Jiang Lei frowned and stopped me: "It's all like this, why are you here?"

Just as I was about to answer, a knock suddenly came from the window. The car glass was lowered and a big smile looked at me: "Qin Yun! Do you still remember to come here!"

I knew the bartender in the bar, and the one outside the car was named Ah Hui, who was cheerful and generous. Last time he saw him, he was chasing the bartender, but he didn't know if he had chased him. I smiled and said, "I'm busy lately."

He looked disbelief and helped me open the car door while sarcastic: "It's all excuses!" He then threw a charming look at Jiang Lei and asked me, "I came early tonight, so how about I park the car for you?"

I threw the key to him and said, "Thank you."

He hit my shoulder, his expression stagnated, he looked at me carefully for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "How can Cheng Yuanfeng raise you? People are so thin that they are skinny."

I glared at him, laughed and called him troublesome, and pulled Jiang Lei, who was gritting his teeth, into it.

Since I came, I was at ease. Jiang Lei sat beside me and felt sorry for his iron. In addition to strictly prohibiting me from drinking, he really couldn't drag me out. I knew that my current situation would not be able to talk about alcohol, but I was still very greedy. I really haven't been thinking about anything so much for a long time. Finally, I waited until Jiang Lei went to the bathroom, rushed to the bartender as fast as possible, and asked the bartender for a low-concentration cocktail.

The nightclub had already begun. The people around me twisted their bodies and were addicted to indulging indulgence. I squeezed the wine glass and savored it carefully. During this period, Ah Hui came over and chatted with me a few words. Before leaving, he pulled the bartender and kissed him hard on the face. Looking at this, he really got the chase. I gave him a thumbs up from afar, and he clasped his fists to give in, but the lights were all gone in a few positions.

On the stage in front of me was a beauty with long hair in a blue short skirt. She adjusted the microphone and sang "I Only Care about You" with deep affection. Her voice was soft and beautiful, and even I, who had no musical cells, was intoxicated, relaxed, and immersed in the singing.

The song was not over yet, but someone used his hands and feet to climb onto the stage, grabbed the beautiful woman's arm and grabbed the microphone. The bartenders around him rushed forward and helped the beauty to prevent her from falling. The man didn't care whether the beauty fell off the stage, snatched the microphone and shouted in a speechless manner: "I'll sing a good song for everyone!...Don't touch me! I'll sing a song "Crystal" for everyone!"

I turned around and gently placed the wine glass in my hand on the table.

How could it be him?
Chapter completed!