Is it so obvious that he is homeless, that he can tell just by talking on the phone?
Mo Jiu drooped his neck and sighed: "Congratulations, you got the answer right."
"Alas, I was supposed to help you, but today I'm really incompetent. What, how much is your bank card? I'll wire you some money, and you can find a hotel to stay in first."
Mo Jiu lowered his head: "I don't have a bank card."
"Fuck!" The other person cursed, and then smiled: "I'll tell you the truth, I don't have a few days to live, so I caught the most disgusting **** in the world, and I didn't expect the result.
This guy has so much information, I plan to **** him before I die! So it’s really inconvenient for me here. Do you have any other place where you can stay temporarily? I’ll see you tomorrow... Hello, hello, little sister, Mojiu? You
Are you listening?"
"……exist."
Mo Jiu was stunned by the other party's words.
This guy is too much!
"Are you scared? Tsk, tsk, you are so cowardly."
"Huh, I'm not afraid! In that case, you have fun! But arresting someone is against the law after all, so you have to be careful!"
"Don't worry, I'm the police!"
"Pfft, it's fake. If you are a policeman, then I will be the boss of the underworld!"
"Really, forget it, let's not talk about this. Little sister, life is short, enjoy yourself while you can! That's it, bye!"
"Bye-Bye."
After hanging up the phone, Mo Jiu suddenly felt even more confused about where to go.
There is a sentence echoing in my mind: Life is short, enjoy yourself while you can.
I miss her for as long as I can remember. In the old house of the Mo family, no one except Grandma Mo liked her. She was sent to the eastern suburbs after she was eight years old. In the first two years, Sister-in-law Li was okay with her, but only okay. After that, she
I was running around for a living, studying, fighting, and collecting rent, but I really didn’t enjoy life much.
That night with Long Qingtian, she was basically in a coma and didn't feel much.
After all, I am eighteen years old! Can I find a man?
Under the street lamp, it was drizzling. She held her arms and rubbed them back and forth to keep warm.
Suddenly, I thought of the first time I met Long Qingtian.
God knows she was so smart at that time that she made the decision to pay back the money just because of that look of disgust when she had no money to spend!
Thinking of Long Qingtian, Mo Jiu suddenly felt a sense of grievance in his heart.
Obviously he was the one who brought her home, so he should be responsible for her, but now? She was still kicked out of the house and had nowhere to go!
The drizzle wet her clothes, making her body even colder.
Holding the phone, he stroked the name Long Zhazhong back and forth, and finally shook his head. Since he didn't want to disturb him, why did he bother to call again?
The tip of his nose was a little sore and his eye sockets were a little swollen. Mo Jiu suddenly found that he wanted to cry.
I originally planned to hold back my tears out of habit, but suddenly I thought of Luo Luo's words: "Life is short, enjoy yourself while you can."
If you can’t enjoy yourself, why can’t you even cry?
Slowly squatting down, Mojiu leaned against the street lamp post, buried his head in his knees, and then burst into tears.
She just wanted to vent her emotions, but as she cried, she actually became really sad.
Mojiu, who was crying, didn't realize that in a black car not far away, a man in black wearing sunglasses was always paying attention to her.
When he saw Mo Jiu's appearance, he lowered his head and dialed the phone: "Hello, Miss Jiang, Miss Mo is alone on Chang'an Street..."
