Chapter 35 (1/2)

After a while, Meng Liang also returned to the mahjong hall with a big schoolbag, but Liu Rui never came back.

”Where has the fool gone? Why hasn't he come back yet?” I asked anxiously as it was almost eight o'clock.

”Step on...”

Footsteps sounded. A man came in with a black and shiny Nike schoolbag that had been ground on his back and a toothpick in his mouth.

”Fuck...” Meng Liang was stunned when he saw him.

”Yang Song...” I was shocked.

”Hello, wow...”

Yang song came into the house and glanced around. Then he frowned and muttered, ”what are you doing?”

”... what are you doing here?” I jumped down and asked.

”Isn't that what happened last time? After going back, my father had to break off the relationship between father and son with me. There was no way, so I came out. There was no place to go. I stayed in the Internet cafe for two days. I couldn't see it. So I came to you.”

”Oh... I'm sorry!” I felt sorry for him. After all, he ran away from home because of us.

”It's all right, then you talk, then I'll go first...” Yang Song glanced at us again. He may feel that his future is not bright and he may starve to death.

”Hey... Hey, what do you mean?” Meng Liang asked with a wink.

”It's all right. I'm just going to take a turn... I'm relieved to see that you're all good...” Yang Song's legs are about to go out, and his words are very brainless.

Yang Song blinked, scratched his head and said to himself, ”in fact, I brought a lot of money when I came out... There's no good place to play, and I can't stay in the Internet cafe all the time... Hey, do you have any good places to play?”

”... the crematorium is good... I'm looking for a tour group and a one-day tour these two days... If you're all right, just come together?” I asked.

”Ha ha... You're so noisy. You've always been so cheerful...”

Yang Song said awkwardly to Meng Liang, ”come on, give me a cigarette!”

”... fuck... Don't you have a lot of money? Do you have to rub the cigarettes?” Meng Liang, speechless, reached out and handed him a red golden dragon.

”No, I forgot to buy it when I came. I have money in my pocket... You know...”

Yang Song took the cigarette, wrapped it fiercely, and then looked into the room. He saw the leftovers on the table, put down his schoolbag, pretended to walk over easily, sat down, frowned and said, ”Hey, I'm really hungry... What's this? Braised meat? I tell you... This braised meat is the last thing I want to eat... My family sells it every day.”

The three of us squatted at the door, stared at Yang Song and ate the leftovers of brother long on the table.

”How many days have you been hungry?...” Meng Liang said speechless.

”Didn't he come with a toothpick? He should have eaten?” Yuan Yuan didn't understand.

Yang song could certainly hear their voices, but he pretended not to hear them.

I glanced at my watch, strolled over, then sat opposite Yang Song, dragged my chin and asked, ”what's the matter? I don't have money to eat.”

”No... I'm a cook, but I can't see you spoil food... There's a very esoteric idiom that every grain is hard. I don't know if you've heard of it?” Yang Song tugged.

”We're not doing well... We're going to hide in H City tonight. If you don't have anything to do, come with us first” I sincerely invited.

”... no... no... I have a lot to do...”

”Brother, you're hungry. Can we stop pretending?...” Meng Liang said frankly.

“……”

When he finished his meal, brother long came back at this time. He saw us pack our luggage on the ground and asked, ”why, are you ready to go?”

”Well, the school is ready. Let's go and hide first.” I nodded and replied.

”Why are you here?” Longge Bala asked Yang Song, who was clasping his teeth.

”I'm going to go out with them to experience life...” Yang Song pretended to be forced. To tell the truth, he was very similar to Liu Rui.

”Let your father drive you out, ha ha ha, very good!” brother long looked up and smiled.

”Do you know each other?” Meng Liang asked, looking at brother long and Yang Song.

”On the day of your accident, he came to me with his father...”

”I said how he found this...” I just reacted at this time. Why can Yang Song find us.

”I think this life mainly depends on fate. When fate comes, you can't hide...” Yang Song said faintly.

”I found that your ability to dress B is as good as mine...”

A voice suddenly sounded behind us.

”Brush...”