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Chapter 121:

The young man who claimed his name was 0213 chuckled when he heard this, looking at Yang Qingwu's side face tightly pressed together and stuck his neck. The light green stubble and distinct edges were a bit like those who appeared in his dreams all night, and he was slightly stunned and did not answer.

"Hey, 213, do you want to drink water?"

Yang Qingwu said it again.

"No!"

The young man named 0213 came back to his senses and replied:

"Then can I drink some water? I'm thirsty!"

Yang Qingwu continued to say something as if he had expected it long ago:

"Don't play tricks, and bear it when you are thirsty!"

0213 Tightened his arms, Yang Qing's throat immediately suffocated, and he coughed hard for a few times. Seeing this, Jiang Zhuohe and Zhou Zhengyi also pressed the blade hard, and the intention was self-evident.

Yang Qingwu, who had loosened a little, took a long time to relax and then spoke:

"It's really interesting today. I hugged someone who wanted to kill me in the middle of the night! And I hugged me so tightly. Haha!"

The man did not respond when he heard this, his arms were still as hard as wood without any relaxation. Yang Qingwu smiled a little self-deprecatingly and then said:

"Do you want to have a chat?"

I didn't want to pay attention to the other party at all, 0213 thought for a while and asked:

"What are you talking about?"

"Talk about your story, or talk about my story! Or talk about other people's stories, or just talk about some interesting stories."

Yang Qingwu seemed a little sleepy, so he bent his head on the other party's arm without hesitation and closed his eyes and said with ease:

If it weren't for the five corpses falling from the yard and the lingering smell of blood, if the two of them, who were nervous, cut a blood mark in their hands and pressed them on the 0213's neck artery, they would have looked like lovers who were embracing each other sweetly, but they would be full of comrade suspicion!

Frowning, 0213 said calmly:

"I have no story!"

Yang Qingwu was no longer as cruel as he was fighting for his life just now, but instead said more and more familiarly:

"Uh, then I'll tell you a joke!"

0213 smiled and said:

"I still like to listen to stories, tell stories!"

Yang Qingwu smashed his lips when he heard this, and then said in a casual tone:

"In the past, there was a man who was said to be a high-ranking official. In that era, the whole family was criticized and in a situation that was not as good as a pig or a dog. At that time, a man who had not graduated from college was also sent to the countryside. No one avoided making things difficult for him. Of course, this girl was also beautiful enough to attract the attention of the young men in the entire commune. After all, she was also a high-ranking official from Beijing. She read so many books. She thought about the young men who only knew how to give spinach and a handkerchief. So, he quickly captured the girl's heart. Well, that's right, you have guessed the ending, isn't it very cliché?"

Yang Qingwu was a little sad without any concealment, chuckled and said with a little self-deprecating:

The story is indeed very cliché. The three of them who came on the scene could easily guess the ending, so even Yang Qingwu couldn't help but sigh and stopped.

The weight of the entire head was placed on the arm that was as hard as a hardwood but stuck to his throat. Feeling the warmth above, there was still a slight chill in his heart. After a while, Yang Qingwu continued:

"I only have such a story to tell. If you don't listen, I won't tell it."

0213 Hearing the words, he seemed to cooperate with him helplessly:

"What about the end?"

"In the end, the woman who had a big belly abandoned by the man who had spoken all the sweet words of the world in the cold and cold twelfth month of many years had to go to the pond full of mud, do some needlework all night, and no one cares about the heatstroke in the scorching June. When she woke up, she was still running around to find some fragmentary work, in order to feed the seeds left by the unfaithful man, a sick seedling who came to collect debts in his previous life."

"What about going on?"

Yang Qingwu was silent for a long time before continuing in an extremely plain tone:

"In the future, the child was desperate when he was seriously ill. The woman sold her dignity for five hundred yuan, all her persistence, all her pride, and all her devastation, except for the child who was left for him by the unfaithful polite wolf."

The atmosphere was stiff and depressing. Yang Qingwu seemed to smile unconsciously and asked seriously and puzzledly:

"Does everything happen naturally have a second, third time, until you get used to it, until you are numb, and what will happen next is as cliché as ever. That proud, peaceful, strong and outstanding woman becomes a prostitute. I think no matter how strong a person is, he is not tough, so that woman always says she wants to believe in life and believe in life!"

"Where is that child?"

0213 also seemed to be listening to a cliché but interesting story. It took a long time to ask some interest:

"That child is nothing. Under the careful care of that woman, he ran around and found many doctors to get better. He went to school on time every day, cleaned up every day, ate the food she cooked, gave her a certificate, like girls, and played football, like any ordinary boy! Although he could understand the meaning of the neighborhood's fingers and points since he was a child, and also knew the content behind the children's classmates, he could disguise himself well enough and unconsciously smiled happily at everyone every day, as if it was not too painful for the pain that pierced his heart!"

Yang Qingwu was a little dry and said to Jiang Zhuohe:

"Help me get a glass of water to drink, Lao Jiang."

Jiang Zhuohe turned around and walked a few steps away, but was suddenly stopped by 0213:

"Let me get a cup too! Thank you."

Jiang Zhuohe felt that the whole scene was a bit nonsensical and funny, but he still responded and brought it out from the room to two glasses of water.

Yang Qingwu asked 0213 to choose first, and said in a joking tone:

"Aren't you afraid of poisoning?"

0213 said something very real, making Yang Qingwu feel a little glad that he hesitated for a moment and did not give Jiang Zhuohe a look with a strange meaning, because 0213 said that there was no poison that was so fierce that it was faster than the blade on his neck, so fast that I had no time to break your neck between death.

After Jiang Zhuhe carefully fed Yang Qingwu a glass of water, he finished feeding him again 0213, and he was also careful and gentle and impartial.

"Is that the story ending?"

"It's almost done. The boy has a crush on a girl and has not dared to confess his love, because he knows very well how he is about her. He didn't have time to study any major in his senior year, and when he was applying for a school, the woman was already ill. In fact, it was not very expensive. The boy was forced to kneel down and beg for help. The woman was undoubtedly dead, which was considered relief. The boy wandered around for granted. He was suffering and wronged, until he came to Shanghai and met a man.

A woman he was sure to marry home and be his daughter-in-law for that woman. A boy, who was in his twenties, was served in a very small Northeast restaurant, but he still looked like a toad that had never been able to hook up with this white swan. Many times, the boy remembered that he kept drinking four bottles of white wine in front of the noble and beautiful white swan and drank it in the emergency room. A life could be exchanged for the girl's anxiety and tears. He would smile in his heart and think about how good luck he was, and he could make so much money!"

“Is there any more?”

0213 I felt the dampness and heat that had been flowing on my arms for a long time, and I still asked:

"There is also the boy who lost the girl for some reason. In anger, he killed someone who was not very relevant but disgusting enough and died. Haha, it will be gone in the future, and maybe it will not happen again!"

Yang Qingwu smiled indifferently and said with relief:

0213 Hearing this, he said nothing, but just said lightly, with a deep and heavy trance and recollection in his eyes.

"I'll ask you something, 213, do you think that boy deserves to die? A person with a heartless man or a murderer, I think he wouldn't be a good person, right?"

0213 thought about it carefully for a while before saying:

"I don't know! If his life could be exchanged for 15 million, maybe he should have died."

Yang Qingwu's eyes were gloomy when he heard this and he didn't say anything.

"Do you still want to hear a story?"
Chapter completed!