Hu Fu Wu Bei Zhao Nianxia

Wu Bei took a deep breath and squirmed his knees forward slowly.

A piece of broken glass cut through his knee in an instant, and his jeans were soaked in red blood.

Leg hurts!My heart hurts even more!

But for the sake of the old man, he has no choice!

"Quack! Quack!"

His knees crushed against the shards of glass, making a teeth-stinging thud.

Beads of sweat rolled down Wu Bei's cheeks, and at this moment two glaring streaks of blood had been worn between his legs.

"Wipe, really ruthless!"

"It's money, not life."

Many people around began to gasp.

"Okay! Stop acting!"

The muscles on Luo Xue's face twitched twice, took out an envelope, threw it on the ground, and waved away: "This is 5000 yuan, it's for you, get out!"

Staring at the envelope on the ground, Wu Bei's eyes were bloodshot, his fists were clenched tightly, and the flesh in his palm was scratched by his nails.

But in the end, he still gritted his teeth and picked up the envelope, and got up tremblingly. He needed money so much!Even being a clown!

"Hahaha, really like a shit dog!"

"What does it look like, it's just like that!"

In the office, the beasts in clothes burst into ear-piercing laughter.

He didn't raise his head during the whole process, but Yu Guang remembered everyone present clearly.

From the office to the door, there are less than a dozen steps in total, but it is the most torturous road Wu Bei has traveled in his life.

He hated Luo Xue for being ungrateful and ungrateful, and even more hated himself for being helpless!

Walking out of "Aoxue Company", Wu Bei rushed to the hospital to pay the bill non-stop, and now every penny is the straw for the old man's life.

Seeing a stack of brand-new big tickets replaced with bills of charge, Wu Bei sighed weakly.

The toll gate is obviously only the size of a palm, but it is as deep as a black hole.

After a short rest, Wu Bei dragged his tired legs into the elevator.

When the elevator door was about to close, a young girl ran in frizzy and bumped into Wu Bei.

The girl is born with an internet celebrity face, apricot shell eyes and a cherry mouth.

Probably in his early 20s, wearing a white T-shirt and tight jeans, he is indescribably playful and cute.

After a few glances, Wu Bei's eyes slipped away from her.

"what?"

The girl stared at Wu Bei without blinking.

Wu Bei hastily moved to the side.

He is very embarrassed now, his hair is messy, his clothes are full of sweaty smell, and his pants are stained with blood, for fear of getting dirty.

"that.."

The girl's red lips twitched, and she pointed at Wu Bei.

Wu Bei smiled politely, what's the matter?

"You are very similar to a friend of mine, but he is a soldier in the imperial capital."

The girl shook her head.

"Ding!"

The elevator door opened, and the girl walked past Wu Bei's body, muttering softly, her profile looked more like it!

"Xiao Nianxia, ​​come and hug me!"

Outside the elevator door, a few men in neat suits greeted the girl with smiles. At first glance, he and Wu Bei were from two worlds.

"Brother Lang is not serious, no wonder he got hemorrhoids..."

The girl hid aside with a smile, and looked back at Wu Bei again.

As the elevator doors slowly closed, Wu Bei didn't take it seriously, after all, there are so many people who look alike in this world.

"Jingle Bell.."

The noisy phone ringing brought Wu Bei back to reality. After seeing the number clearly, Wu Bei quickly picked it up.

"Brother Wu, Xinkouzi, pay in seconds, do you want a loan?"

A male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"loan!"

Wu Bei responded without hesitation.

Over the past year, Wu Bei has borrowed almost all the loan software that can be named. Of course, all this was done without telling his father.

The other party said neatly: "OK, I will help you operate later!"

After hesitating for a few seconds, the man said softly again: But Brother Wu, let me tell you a word of conscience, the old man's illness is a bottomless pit, if you continue like this, you will be dragged down sooner or later. "

Wu Bei smiled wryly and said, "Thank you brother, I know it well."

After the call ended, Wu Bei's heart became more and more heavy.

It took less than a year for Wu Bei to go from being full of guests to being alone, and now all the relatives and friends around saw him walking around like he was hiding from the plague.

It's not that he never thought of giving up, but there is only one father.

Stepping out of the elevator, Wu Bei rubbed his stiff cheeks vigorously, trying to make himself look as relaxed as possible.

"What are you doing! Get out!"

The old man's hoarse roar came from the ward.

Wu Bei froze for a moment, then ran away.

In the ward, six or seven social youths clustered around the old man.

Each of them had dragon and phoenix carvings on their bodies, and it was obvious at a glance that they were not good stubble. There was a wreath for memorial service in front of the hospital bed.

"Your son borrowed 2000 yuan from our happy loan, and now the interest rate is [-] yuan in total. Including the two wreaths today, it is exactly [-] yuan..."

A young man with green hair spits white mist at the old man with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Go away!"

Wu Bei pushed the green hair away and yelled angrily: "What's coming at me, don't make things difficult for my dad!"

"Hehe, do you want to do it? Believe it or not, if I lie on the ground, your family will be ruined!"

Lumao staggered a step, raised his eyebrows and sneered.