Maybe that small building was very similar to his study room back then. Every time he was there, he felt a long-lost sense of belonging.

After doing the last thing, Ji Changmu took off his name tag in the bar and took off his work uniform here.

After handing all this to the manager, his expression was calm and cold, incompatible with the noisy crowd around him: "Starting from tomorrow, I won't be here."

"Okay, if you don't come, you won't come, but you can't just come and leave at the bar. Just pay a week's wages."

"Why." Ji Changmu frowned.

"Just because I am the manager here, I have the final say on the rules here. If you want to get full salary, then work for another week, otherwise, you can only get paid for one week. Because of your job, I

No replacement has been found yet.”

"I can help you find it tomorrow."

The manager looked unhappy: "Can what you are looking for be the same as what I am looking for?"

"You are clearly bullying others."

"Take this money whether you like it or not." The manager threw a wad of bills on the table and laughed, "Ji Changmu, it's not me who said that your work here is terrible. More than one customer complained to me about you, saying

You put on a face every day, but you don’t know who you are showing off to.”

"If there was a complaint, you should have told me at that time and not arranged it for me until this time."

"There are a lot of guests coming and going here. Do you really think I don't know who you are? Why are you pretending to be a young man here? You are just a poor college student now. You'd better be smarter."

Ji Changmu couldn't bear the insult, so he took the money and left with a cold face.

He doesn't need the remaining money.

He bought a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from the bar.

Having never smoked before, he couldn't bear it anymore. After returning to Bincheng for more than a month, he was surrounded by all kinds of cold looks and ridicules almost every day.

When he walked outside the bar, the cold wind in the early morning slapped his face. He only wore short sleeves, but he was not cold.

The weak street light on the street shone on his handsome and cold face. The young man's bright eyes were filled with the usual coldness, and there was a layer of frost-like coldness in his eyes.

Looking up, there was no one there, only his thin figure was elongated by the street lights.

Occasionally, you will meet a drunk man walking on the road.

Bincheng is not as lively as Beijing at night.

Ji Changmu took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it.

When the Ji family went bankrupt, he took a break from school for half a year and didn't touch cigarettes, but now, he does.

Perhaps it was his first time smoking, and Ji Changmu was not used to the smell. He coughed several times and had tears in his eyes.

The white mist in the middle of the night hung around the side of his face, hiding his face.

Ji Changmu looked into the distance. The road was still very long. He had to walk a long way to get home.

The air in the early morning is filled with moisture, there is no words in the middle of the night, and everything is silent.

…

On the third day, Ji Changmu returned to the capital.

The weather in the capital was very good, and because he had only communicated with Ye Jiaqi in advance, Xiaoyouzi didn't know that he would come back early.

Ji Changmu's tutoring time for her is still scheduled on Saturdays and Sundays. During the rest of the time, if Xiaoyouzi is free, he will come over. If not, he is free.

This day happens to be Saturday.

Little Youzi had nothing to do today. While eating breakfast, she said to Ye Jiaqi: "Mom, Little Youzi plans to go fishing today."
Chapter completed!