Wang Lang was pushed to the door and stood motionlessly.

Li Shitong rushed over and pushed Wang Lang hard, shouting in a crying voice, "Go away, you are not my hero anymore, you bad guy, you are about to leave my house!"

Wang Lang tripped over the threshold again. When he got up, Wang Lang had a smile that was even worse than crying. Li Shitong's words were like a heavy hammer hitting Wang Lang's heart. The pain felt too painful and suffocating, "Tongtong, I..."

"Let's go!" Li Shitong yelled sharply.

Wang Lang did not move, Li Shitong rushed over, pushed Wang Lang out of the door, and then turned around and shouted at Lei Huaer and others, "You guys go too!"

Lei Huaer pushed her sunglasses, her hands holding the gun were tight and loose, and then turned to look at Li Xi, "Suncle, if you dare to bully my sister-in-law, I can't kill you!"

A group of people left.

Wang Lang sat powerlessly outside the door, his head buzzing, blank.

Li Shitong closed the door.

Lei Huaer walked over, "Brother, sister-in-law may just be angry for a moment. Maybe tomorrow will be fine. Let's come again tomorrow."

Wang Lang struggled to stand up, looked at the door, turned around and left, looking lost and looked like a homeless lonely ghost.

In a trance, he seemed to hear Li Shitong calling her name. Wang Lang turned around excitedly and found that the door was still tightly closed. Li Shitong didn't call her at all. Everything was just an illusion.

Wang Lang felt very lacking in his heart, as if he had forced a piece of meat off from his heart. The feeling of lack was invisible and intangible but could be truly felt.

The cigarette was taken out from his pocket, and the last one was left. Wang Lang took out the lighter and fired it several times without igniting it. Wang Lang shook the lighter hard, but found that the lighter was exhausted.

Xin handed the lighter to the trash can on the roadside. Wang Lang held the unlit cigarette in his mouth, like a soulless body walking in a daze on the busy streets of the city.

The city is very lively, but lonely.

All the loneliness gathers together and makes a lot of noise, proving that you are not lonely, and only you know whether you are lonely or not.

Lei Huaer chased after him and wanted to say something. Wang Lang threw the car key to Lei Huaer, "You guys go back first, I want to be alone and quiet."

"Brother." Lei Huaer shouted, Wang Lang did not turn around and continued to move forward silently. The person who looked at the back felt sad.

Walking aimlessly on the street, I don’t know how long I walked, Wang Lang stopped by the side of the road and sat blankly on the side of the road.

I don't know how long it took, but Wang Lang suddenly raised his hand and slapped it casually. A flying ball was opened by Wang Lang. A gray-haired girl came over. She was wearing a wide jersey and was a little fat, but she looked pretty. The girl caught the ball.

"Such handsome uncle!" the girl said in her arms holding the ball.

Wang Lang glanced at him and said nothing.

The girl came over, put the ball under her butt, and sat opposite Wang Lang, "Uncle, what are you thinking?"

Wang Langhuan's scattered eyes refocused, staring at the girl in front of him, and had no strength to say anything. Wang Lang ignored the girl and simply closed his eyes.

Who knew that the girl took out a lighter from her pocket and lit a cigarette for Wang Lang.

Wang Lang slowly opened his eyes and took a breath, "Thank you."

"You can talk, uncle, I thought you couldn't talk." The girl said with a smile.

Wang Lang closed his eyes again, "Uncle, you look either unemployed or broken up in love. I think you are not old, and you are only thirty years old after suffocating. You are still young. There is no need to be frowning over such a little thing. Believe me, the setbacks in front of you are not setbacks at all, and the real setbacks are still to come."

After opening his eyes, Wang Lang closed his eyes again.

"Uncle, learn from me. If you are in a bad mood, go play basketball. Play beautifully. Take a shower and take a nap afterwards. When you wake up the next day, nothing will happen. As long as you are alive, no one else will be left behind. Do you think so? You say you lost your job and lost your love and fell into a daze. It's necessary. Those things cannot be equated with being alive." The girl enlightened Wang Lang like a weather-beaten person.

"Sister Zhu! Let's go!" Not far away, the girl's companion roared. The girl responded and patted Wang Lang on the shoulder, "Uncle, strong, just take it!"

Wang Lang closed his eyes and continued to smoke.

"Do you want to play ball with us?" the girl invited.

"My sister Zhu, brothers are waiting." A tall and handsome guy came over, wearing a 24-pin jersey.

"The fat man didn't come, I'll find this uncle to play basketball with us."

"If this uncle can do it, just let it come." The young man put his hands on his hips.

"It doesn't matter whether it will be enough? I'll count it. Besides, this uncle is in a bad mood and needs to vent his anger." The girl said with a smile.

"Sister Zhu, please give psychological counseling if you catch someone." The young man smiled angrily.

"Sister will become the woman who will become the goddess of dawn in the future." The girl hummed with her fingers.

"Let's go, uncle, play the ball for a while, the court is next to you. Vengeance, you go home and have a sleep at night, and tomorrow will be a brand new day." The girl said.

Wang Lang closed his eyes, and the girl reached out and picked the cigarette from Wang Lang's mouth and snatched it out. She got up and pulled Wang Lang. She also signaled to the young man next to her, and the young man helped to pull Wang Lang together.

"Damn it! It's so heavy!" The young man felt like he was holding a heavy object worth hundreds of pounds.

Wang Lang stood up silently, "Do you have any cigarettes?"

The girl picked up the ball and pulled Wang Lang, "Let's go play ball, and then draw after the game."

"No conflict." Wang Lang said softly.

The girl pulled Wang Lang hard and found that she could not pull at all, but still the same kind of motion that was still.

"Then can I give you cigarettes, can you play basketball with us? "

"cigarette."

The girl hesitated for a moment and inserted a cigarette into Wang Lang's mouth and lit it.

As the two went to the stadium, there were seven people waiting for these two people. Seeing that there was another Wang Lang, he spoke alone.

"Damn it, Sister Zhu has a way. Every time she doesn't have enough people, she can go to the street to fool someone to play basketball."

"Sister Zhu, is this uncle okay? Can you play?" asked a tall man who was about 1.9 meters tall.

Sister Zhu patted the ball and said, "Why are you asking so much? Isn't it just to be happy when I can't teach you."

Wang Lang looked at the lineup in front of him and said, "Only this girl, the rest are all men, and each one is stronger than the other."

"Divid a team, uncle is in my team, Arong, go there." Sister Zhu said.

"Uncle, put down what you are carrying, otherwise it will affect you." Sister Zhu said.

Wang Lang shook his head.

A group of people laughed, "This uncle is quite capable of pretending."

Sister Zhu threw the ball to Wang Lang, "Uncle, practice your skills first."

A group of people stood on a corner of the court, Wang Lang held the ball and shot casually.
Chapter completed!