Ding Xiaowei rushed to the place and saw that he almost fainted.

There was a Rolls-Royce Phantom parked in front of me. Not to mention the crocodile skin, it was more expensive than human skin.

Brother Zhan and Yu were fighting with a short and fat middle-aged man, but fortunately there were not many people at noon, and the onlookers stood loose.

Ding Xiaowei resisted the urge to rush into the car and licked his mouth, and strode over.

He went up and looked at the middle-aged man a few times, further confirming that he was definitely not the owner of the car, probably the driver. If he really knew about the car, how could he let Xiao Zhan pay 3,000 yuan?

When Zhan Jiyu saw him coming, he cried and said in a sad way: "Uncle Ding..."

Ding Xiaowei slapped his head hard last time and cursed: "Your eyes are a radar, you can only choose expensive."

Zhan Jiyu shook for a while and asked in a vain, "This is really expensive."

The middle-aged man shouted, "I'm not telling you, stop talking nonsense, get the money quickly."

Ding Xiaowei turned his face, approached the man, and looked at him with his eyes narrowed.

The middle-aged man suddenly became a little nervous. He definitely didn't take Xiao Zhan's stylistically-like body shape seriously, but Ding Xiaowei's big man was about 1.8 meters tall, with a piece of arms exposed by his sleeves, all of them were strong and tight muscles, and the expression on his face was quite bad. The man subconsciously took a step back.

Ding Xiaowei walked over him and walked around the car. He walked very slowly and looked very carefully.

After reading it, he returned to the middle-aged man. He pointed at the car with one hand and the other, and said ruthlessly: "You fucking someone, right? There is a scratch in the car, and his whole body is covered with it. Do you dare say that it was all his scratches?"

The owner of the car didn't care much about the car. There were scratches on the front, back and forth. If the money was really given, it would be a sucker. He would definitely have been in the driver's pocket.

The man said hard: "If someone else is placing it, it has nothing to do with him. If he is placing it, he will have to compensate him."

Zhan Jiyu cursed: "Uncle Ding, this person is shameless, I just rubbed such a small piece."

Ding Xiaowei is so old and has never seen anyone. He glared at Zhan Jiyu and then glared at the man.

The man looked a little uncomfortable, and his hands subconsciously made a defensive posture.

Ding Xiaowei took out his wallet from his pocket, pulled out five hundred dollars from it and threw it in front of him, "Everyone takes a step back, you can take this money, let's forget about it."

The man stopped doing it, "Just just a few pictures are over? You are so beautiful that you can't call the traffic police."

Ding Xiaowei suddenly grabbed his neck and pressed the person hard on the car. His arm stuck to the man's neck, and the other person's face immediately turned into a pig's liver.

Ding Xiaowei stared at the eyes and said, "Call the traffic police, right? OK, call the car owner, and let's talk carefully."

The man's eyes were filled with panic, and he grabbed his arm and shouted, "Let go... let me go..."

Ding Xiaowei scolded: "You are so poor, right? You can't get along with a teenage child. Are you shameless? If you want to call your boss, I want to see if he is short of the three thousand dollars for his mother to attend the funeral."

The man's face turned red and white, and his arms desperately leaned against Ding Xiaowei's arm.

Ding Xiaowei stuffed the money into his pocket, "Get out, if you want to say something else, I will remove both of your arms. Don't worry, I will definitely compensate you when the time comes." As he said that, he let go of the person.

The middle-aged man squatted on the ground and coughed so much that his neck was red.

Ding Xiaowei gave him a blank look, turned around and shouted at Zhan Jiyu, "I won't leave yet."

Zhan Jiyu quickly pushed the car to follow him, his face fluttering with excitement, "Uncle Ding, you are so handsome, you are so handsome."

Ding Xiaowei twisted his ears, "You little idiot, why are you so many things happening all day long? You can't have eyes when riding a bicycle. What's expensive, you touch whatever you want."

Zhan Jiyu screamed "Ouch" and said aggrievedly: "I didn't mean it. I just saw that the car looks good. I wanted to get closer to see it. I didn't expect that when I parked the car, it was crooked to my injured foot. I couldn't hold on and just touched it... Who knew that the man was so bastard."

Ding Xiaowei twisted it hard, and the child screamed with a "scream", and then he let go of his hand.

Children Zhan Jiyu didn't dare to speak casually, so they followed Ding Xiaowei silently.

Ding Xiaowei said angrily: "Originally, I was dating my wife today, and I even sent Lingling to a friend's house. It's all for you to mess with. Now he must be angry."

Zhan Jiyu pouted, "I'm sorry, Uncle Ding, please call him quickly. It may not be too late to go now..."

Ding Xiaowei sighed, took out his cell phone and called Zhou Jinxing. After a call, the phone was turned off.

Sure enough, he was angry... Ding Xiaowei felt a headache.

A good Saturday disappeared, and Ding Xiaowei was depressed when he thought about it.

Zhan Jiyu whispered: "He didn't answer the phone."

"Yeah, it's shut down."

"Why don't you go where I am?"

Ding Xiaowei said angrily: "Where are you going, he should be more angry when he knows."

Zhan Jiyu was stunned for a moment, "Why, he won't let you go to my house?"

Ding Xiaowei realized that he had lost his words and stammered: "No, I mean I should go home early. If he still runs out, he should be even more angry."

Zhan Jiyu's face was a little quiet. He stopped the car, lowered his head and kicked the little stone on the ground, "Oh, then you go back."

Ding Xiaowei looked at his frustrated look and couldn't get angry, so he rubbed his head and comforted him: "Be careful what you do in the future, don't be impatient, you have to lose money. If something happens, it will be too late to regret it."

Zhan Jiyu nodded and suddenly remembered something, "Uncle Ding, I will definitely pay you back the money."

Ding Xiaowei felt relieved when he remembered the 1,000 yuan he spent for Zhou Jinxing, "No, don't give it to me anymore, there's not much money."

The child said stubbornly: "No, I will definitely return it to you."

The two of them gave in for a long time, but the child was still reluctant to give in. Ding Xiaowei had no choice but to let him go.

After the two broke up, Ding Xiaowei rushed home, but unexpectedly, he rushed home and Zhou Jinxing didn't even come back.

Ding Xiaowei sat on the sofa in disappointment, called his friend, asked Lingling how she was playing, and then asked if any of his friends went to pick Lingling up.

Of course, there is no reply.

Ding Xiaowei hung up the phone and looked at the empty room without any sound, and suddenly felt lonely.

I don’t know if Zhou Jinxing will come back before dinner. He thought, he would do it himself today, so he should show off and coax him well.

Ding Xiaowei jumped up from the sofa, took the keys and money and ran to the supermarket.

Ding Xiaowei bought two big bags of things in one breath, and when he lifted them back, he felt so heavy. He not only missed him and Zhou Jinxing to visit the supermarket, each with one bag, but also held Lingling, and did not feel tired at all.

Ding Xiaowei muttered in his heart: "Wife, come back quickly."

After Ding Xiaowei got home, he started to make food. This time he was preparing very seriously. He worked hard for three hours in anger. Seeing that it was time to eat, he was basically ready.

Next is waiting.

He even called his friend in the middle, saying that if Zhou Jinxing went to answer Lingling, he must tell him.

But until almost seven o'clock, Zhou Jinxing didn't come back, let alone pick up Lingling.

Ding Xiaowei was a little nervous. He had no way to contact Zhou Jinxing except for a mobile phone. He not only thought that if Zhou Jinxing disappeared one day, he would not even have a place to find him.

The waiting time was extremely long, and the food on the table became cold one after another. Ding Xiaowei looked at his watch and it was past nine o'clock.

He had no choice but to pick Lingling up first. Before leaving, he left a note on the coffee table, asking Zhou Jinxing to warm up the food if he came back.

He took Lingling home and coaxed her to bed. It was almost twelve o'clock, but Zhou Jinxing still didn't come back.

Ding Xiaowei was anxious. Even if he got angry, he wouldn't run away from home. Why didn't he go home so late? He deliberately made him anxious.

He had sent several text messages to Zhou Jinxing. If he watched it, he would have calmed down.

Ding Xiaowei began to feel a little angry in his anxiety. He didn't understand why Zhou Jinxing was so naive this time. He didn't have much trouble at all. Did he?

A man in his twenties still needs him to coax him like a woman? He didn't say that he was unwilling to give in to his lover who was younger than him, but today's matter is nothing at all. He really can't stand Zhou Jinxing's slimness.

The more Ding Xiaowei thought about it, the more angry he became, so he simply washed his face and lay on the bed to go to bed.

He thought that Zhou Jinxing had to come back to sleep, but he didn't have much money on him and could not sleep on the streets.

After a busy day, he was tired and fell asleep in a daze.

I don’t know how long I slept, but I suddenly woke up in the middle of the night. I used to touch the side of me, which was empty and cold.

Ding Xiaowei sat up from the bed and looked at his watch. It was already past four o'clock.

He felt nervous. This time he really couldn't sit still. He got up, grabbed his coat and key, and rushed out of the house with his head down.

After Ding Xiaowei left the door, he looked at the empty street in a daze, and occasionally one or two cars roared past the road.

He didn't know where to find him.

Ding Xiaowei felt so uncomfortable. On the one hand, he didn't believe that Zhou Jinxing was so angry with him because of such a thing today, but on the other hand, he couldn't help but be afraid that he really left like that.

He had always been worried that if one day Zhou Jinxing recovered his memory, he would forget him and Lingling.

What was his life like in the past? He must have his own world, parents, relatives and friends, and maybe even lovers.

Maybe he will lose his memory in his life, but once he thinks of something, he will return to his own world. Will they still have intersections?

The more Ding Xiaowei thought about it, the sadder he felt.

After spending so long time together, he dared not say how much he loved Zhou Jinxing, but he knew that he liked him and had regarded him as a part of his life and a part of his family.

He lit a cigarette and walked along the familiar street.

He just walked around the circle and walked all the familiar places near his home. He walked until it was dawn, but there was still no Zhou Jinxing's figure.

Ding Xiaowei returned home with red eyes.

He hoped that he could see Zhou Jinxing standing in the kitchen as soon as he opened the door, and the fantasy of seeing Zhou Jinxing stand in the kitchen was also dashed.
To be continued...