If life only gives me a hundred chances to fall, I will fight for the one hundred and first chance to fall and get up. - He smiled successfully, with a smile on his brows and eyes, "Su Mozheng, this is
You can't go even if you want to."
"Huo Shaoyan, you're going too far!" She was almost ready to pounce on him and choke his neck. This man was probably too chauvinistic.
"I told you, if you have any difficulties, I can help you." He suppressed his smile and said seriously, "I'm serious, you can trust me!"
The street lights were swaying, only faintly projected into the taxi. The lights were not turned on. She looked at his vague and clear outline, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She quickly took a step back and distanced herself from him.
Jiang Ye on the other end of the phone was still shouting, "Shaoyan, Shaoyan..." No one answered him anymore. This night was extremely quiet.
The wind in the early morning has the power to corrode people. It penetrates through a certain gateway, and when your nerves are paralyzed, it invades your heart bit by bit, catching you off guard.
Underground tunnel. They got out of the taxi and walked down the stairs. Su Mozheng walked on the left and Huo Shaoyan walked on the right, silently blocking some of the wind for her. His hair was neat, some were slightly longer but not
He looks messy and has a handsome and elegant face under his full forehead. He is not too handsome, but he always gives people a very comfortable feeling.
There are always some faces in the world that people never tire of looking at, and the more they look at them, the more beautiful they become. Huo Shaoyan is one of them.
When Su Mozheng noticed that she had been looking at the other person for a long time, the latter seemed to know that she was looking at him. Before she could change her eyes, he turned his eyes and met her evasive gaze for a moment. "What's wrong? I
Is there something on your face?" He touched his face casually, and the stubble on his chin was a bit prickly. It grew so fast, and he couldn't help but sigh.
"No!" Su Mozheng replied awkwardly, and walked a few steps ahead of him. Suddenly she felt that the tone of this sentence sounded like a little girl acting coquettishly. She paused for a moment and wanted to turn around to explain, but she felt
It was inappropriate, so I had to stamp my feet on the spot and walk ahead angrily.
"Hahaha..." Behind her, Huo Shaoyan's unbridled laughter floated in the night wind and reached her ears. Su Mozheng was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it.
In the underground tunnel, cold wind filled my nose, and the lights cast faint shadows on the ground. When the wind blew, the shadows of the lights swayed slightly.
"Sneeze!" As soon as Su Mozheng walked in, she was blown by the wind and sneezed. Her head drooped and she felt a little dizzy. It was probably because she didn't get a good rest during the early morning shift she had recently worked.
"What's wrong, do you have a cold?" He looked at her thin clothes with dissatisfaction, sighed, took off his coat and put it on her body, then went around to her front and buttoned his suit buttons one by one.
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"Don't—" Su Mozheng refused to unbutton it, "I can't keep borrowing your coat!"
Huo Shaoyan buttoned the last button. He was 1.78 meters tall. The suit jacket on Su Mozheng was like a child wearing adult clothes, not to mention that he buttoned them up one by one. "Put it on."
!Don’t take it off!”
With a serious face, he still looked like an adult lecturing a child, "You woman really don't know how to take care of your own body. Don't you know that you will get the root of the disease in the future!?"
"I..." Su Mozheng was about to open her mouth to explain.
The latter had already said angrily, "Don't give me any more excuses. I don't want to hear any of your reasons now!"
Su Mozheng was a little dumbfounded. How could this man act like he was lecturing a child and then like he was lecturing his subordinates?
In the windy underground tunnel, there are four entrances, and in the middle area, there are three or four homeless people sleeping on both sides. Most of them have more than a dozen newspapers spread out on the ground, with a shabby quilt rolled up around them, tightly wrapped in
On their bodies, a pair of eyes were covered, and only some gray hair was exposed. They curled up tightly, resisting the cold current and resisting the arrival of winter. Once it arrives, they have to find a warmer nest, even if,
That nest won't be much warmer than this one.
Su Mozheng covered her mouth and approached in surprise. A burst of moisture came from the quilt. It was because it had been left on the ground all year round. It had a fishy smell and a stinky smell, which was quite unpleasant.
She subconsciously covered her mouth and nose and turned her head to look at Huo Shaoyan beside her. She saw him standing beside her calmly and calmly. Only when he looked at the homeless people did his eyes show some sympathy. On the other hand, he looked at Huo Shaoyan.
Those tramps, who were still wrapped in quilts and minding their own business, only squirmed a little to express their dissatisfaction, and didn't even bother to pay attention to the masters like them.
Who could have imagined that today, with the reform and opening up, and with New China becoming increasingly prosperous and powerful, there are still these people who are worse than the lower classes!?
Our government is calling for donations every day to help people in poor areas, donating money and materials, disaster relief funds one after another, corruption year after year, and the dismissal of high-ranking officials, how many people's hearts have been hurt?
As for the gang of beggars and beggars who came from martial arts dramas, how many people have gained sympathy in today's era, and how many people use these two words to show their dominance?
In this era, some people can go to five-star hotels every day, but some people have trouble even having enough food and clothing.
You can't say that fate has favored you, or that God has missed the opportunity to create wealth for you. Some people live happily, and some live in pain. It's just a trend.
"Let's go, let's not disturb them!" Huo Shaoyan took her hand and whispered.
After exiting the underground tunnel, Su Mozheng turned her head and asked the latter, "Huo Shaoyan, why didn't anyone help them?" As a rich lady, she had never seen these social aspects. At that moment, Su Mozheng really had mixed feelings.
Present.
The latter just glanced at her strangely, and then said with some relief: "Su Mozheng, I brought you here just to tell you that there are many people in this world who are not living a satisfactory life. They are suffering and even have difficulty solving their food and clothing problems.
They are all working so hard to survive, so what qualifications do you have to say that your life is uncomfortable?" He asked every sentence, almost piercing her heart.
Su Mozheng lowered her head and bit her lower lip tightly, but her heart was overwhelmed by his words.
"I'm not talking about you, I just hope you can stand up." He stepped forward and held her shoulders, lowering his eyes and locking her porcelain face tightly, "If you have any difficulties, you can come to me, we are friends.
Isn't it?"
After a long time, Su Mozheng slowly raised her head, with a smile on her lips, "I want to drink, what should I do?"
"When did you learn to drink?" Huo Shaoyan was shocked.
"No, but I just want to drink the one with the most foam."
At the 24-hour supermarket, Huo Shaoyan was walking slowly toward her from the exit of the supermarket with a dozen beers in one hand.