Good people can die, and bad people can live.

But now the hospital has a different meaning for him, and there is Cheng Boyan in the new page.

But he was in a bad mood today, which was strictly speaking very bad.

The past two nights have been unable to sleep well, and I repeatedly thought about the few glances Da Jian swept his face. In fact, although he has been making reasons for himself, he still has to muster up the courage to face the reality that he is most reluctant to face.

Even if he put a mask on Da Jian, he would probably be able to recognize him after a few glances.

When he got up in the morning, he always wiped his face a few times before leaving. Today, he was a little confused and looked at the mirror for a few more times, so he was even more sure that Dajian recognized him.

He was very tired and always sweating when working in the store. He didn't put Band-Aids on his work, but when he was facing the mirror, the trace under the corner of his eyes that was obviously lighter than the skin next to him made him almost unable to breathe.

He covered his mask very tightly that day, but... he covered half of his face with a towel, and the light-colored skin still showed more than half.

Dajian recognized him.

Now, Da Jian, a brain-dead man, has learned to remain calm in his late stages. He is really making progress like a sensation. He should be given a Rockets Progress Award.

Xiang Xi felt very weak and leaned against the wall of the toilet for a long time but couldn't recover.

Although this is an answer that he has always had in his heart and is just unbelievable, he still feels a little unacceptable when facing it.

Uncle Ping knew where he was. There was no movement in the past two days. Maybe he was just observing him secretly.

I know that he works in this store and that he will deliver meals to two places every day at noon.

But you don't necessarily know where he lives.

Every night after he cleaned up and closed the store, he walked through the back door because the alley at the back door could directly take a shortcut to the bus stop.

He spent the whole morning thinking about these things, what to do.

He didn't tell Fang Yin that he was not sure whether such a thing would help him or be more excited, and he didn't tell Cheng Boyan either.

He really didn't want to be a gangster who would always be in trouble in Cheng Boyan's eyes.

He was even unwilling to tell his boss that he would not do anything. With the last slightest fantasy, he hoped to stay here to work. Even if it was such a hot, tired and dirty job, he didn't want to give up.

He watched nervously around him from the hospital to see if anyone followed him, and also thought about what to do next.

When he turned onto the old street of Casserole rice, his cell phone rang.

Xiang Xi hesitated for a moment, leaned the small battery to the side of the road and stopped. He took out his phone and saw that the name displayed was 4. This was Fang Yin's phone number. He did not understand the name when he stored the phone number. Except for Cheng Boyan, the boss and Fang Yin's phone number were replaced by numbers.

As soon as the phone was answered, Fang Yin heard a voice that was not sure whether it was an excitement or nervousness: "Xiao Zhan, where are you?"

"It's still on the road." Xiang Xi gave an uncertain answer.

"Do you don't want to come back first," said Fang Yin. "Two people came to the store. You came after just a while. Now you haven't left after the meal. Look... I don't look like a good person, who has the temperament of Zhaojiayao, are you here to find you?"

Xiang Xi didn't know what kind of temperament the Zhaojiayao had, but at this moment he still thanked Fang Yin for calling him.

"Is there anyone else?" Xiang Xi asked.

"I didn't see it. I'm sitting in a milk tea shop across the street," Fang Yin said, "Where are you? I'll go find you?"

"Don't come to me," Xiang Xi knew that whoever was with him would suffer together at this time. "You can leave if you have nothing to do."

"Okay," Fang Yin thought for a while, "You should be careful, I'll take a few more photos."

Xiang Xi said: "Uncle Ping's people know you and your cannon barrel."

"I'll hide a little... It's really Uncle Ping's people coming to you..." Before Fang Yin could finish his words, Xiang Xi hung up the phone.

The sun is very good today, and the sunshine at noon has already had the momentum of summer. Xiang Xi was originally burning with fire all over his body, but after hanging up the phone, it suddenly became cooler.

The wind blowing over me is chilling when it passes through my skin.

He looked around quickly, but did not see anyone approaching him, and no one even looked at him.

He sat in the car, stared at the front for several minutes, and finally turned the car and drove towards the alley behind the store.

He should have run away. The situation Fang Yin mentioned was almost certain that Uncle Ping's people came over, and there must be more than two. There should be others around the store.

But after thinking for a long time, he decided to go back to the store to see the situation. Not only did he not give up, but he also wanted to make sure it was the last time. He was also a little worried about the boss and his wife.

He parked the small electric car about ten meters away from the back door of the hotel, and lost his head and rushed to the entrance of the alley.

There are almost all the hotels rented for rent and built back doors, and a few of them are the main doors where their families live.

Xiang Xi took out a piece of the removed old window frame from the trash can outside a house and took it in his hand, and slowly walked towards the back door of the casserole rice.

Without taking two steps, his cell phone rang again.

He was startled and took out his phone without even having to see who it was, so he pressed mute first.

The phone call was called by the boss, but Xiang Xi didn't dare to answer it. He didn't have the courage to answer the boss's call again. He caused trouble for the pretty couple.

The phone hung up, and Xiang Xi also touched the door of the kitchen.

I heard noisy voices coming from over there.

"How can I know! He has been back at this time!" the boss shouted, "What are you doing? Go out!"

"Let's find someone." A man was talking, and then the sound of a chair being kicked to the ground came.

Xiang Xi was not familiar with the man's voice and had never heard of it. Maybe it was Uncle Ping or the newly-shouldered younger brother of Erpan, but the few people didn't talk much, which made the room clatter and the determination to make trouble was very firm.

After the sound of a pile of casseroles being overturned came, the boss's wife shouted: "What are you doing? He is just working here! We don't know anything else!"

"He lives here, right?" said the man before, and there was a mess of noise in the room, mixed with the shouts of the boss and the boss's wife. The man kicked something on unknown things, "As soon as the door was closed, no one went out! Are the luggage there too! Look for it!"

"If I don't leave, I'll call the police!" the boss shouted.

"Call the police? Report," the man said, "I see if the police can come every day!"
Chapter completed!