This is a question, a question about my wandering meaning.

Du Cheng and Meng Yang both found their own value in the city of Beijing. They have found their own direction on the waterway of their lives and are working hard to make themselves live a better life.

So, what about me, as their brother?

Where is my waterway? What is my direction? Is it really meaningful to just wander around Beijing just by myself?

I suddenly realized that the confusion that had once entangled me was expanding infinitely and swallowing me

We drank a lot of wine, beer, white, and various bottles of wine lying on the ground, which was the best proof that alcohol began to cause trouble in my body and made my eyes blur.

"Chen Mo, did you say you went back to Beijing in the second year of junior high school?"

Du Cheng asked me with his tongue wide, "What did you do when you come back so early? Which girl is holding you so much?"

"Are you stupid to drink?" Meng Yang patted Du Cheng's shoulder and said loudly: "Who else is besides Tong Xue? Chen Mo, right? Is she back to China?"

I told Du Cheng about Tong Xue, but I didn't tell Meng Yang that since he asked that, it was obvious that Du Cheng had never mentioned it to him either.

I suddenly realized that I was shameless. Meng Yang was the closest brother who followed me, but I had hidden him for so long

"Don't mention her fuckingly" the torture in my heart, coupled with the alcohol, all the concerns I had left behind at the beginning, and I laughed, "I've broken up with her long ago!"

"What?"

Meng Yang's eyes were so wide that they were comparable to the flashing light bulbs on the roof of the bar. He asked in surprise: "Okay, you are all going to get married, why are you separated?"

His memory may have remained more than a year ago. At that time, Zhang Yao's case had just ended. I told him that our wedding date was not far away.

I smiled bitterly. Every time I mentioned the past, it hurt my heart, which was already full of holes. I took a big mouthful of wine on my own, and the beer flowed into my stomach through my throat, numbing my body.

He said self-deprecatingly: "If you divide, you will divide. What's the reason?" Just tell the truth. As for those details, I don't want anyone to know. It's too shameful and too much affecting the image of that woman.

She is so perfect, she is my former belief, and no one can slander her.

"It's done," Meng Yang shook his head and cursed with a smile: "Your uncle Chen Mo, you have really kept it from us for a long time."

"Ha, my fault."

I picked up the remaining half bottle of beer and drank it in one sip, as if I was accusing me of the crime, and also seemed to use it to help myself escape this vicious circle.

"Then why didn't you do so early for her to come back?" Du Cheng asked.

"A friend is gone, I'll take a look."

Make yourself as calm as possible and not be sad.

After Du Chengda lit a cigarette, he stuffed it into my mouth. He comforted him, "Look, buddy."

"Don't worry, I've already seen it very well. Isn't that the case for living in this city?" I took a slight breath of cigarettes and said quietly.

Du Cheng smiled, "That's right, what can't be adapted to with rootless weeds like us?"

"Mo'er, is your life in the new company smoothly?"

I glanced at Meng Yang who asked, squinted his lips and said, "Compared to the matter between me and Tong Xue, you may be even more shocked about this matter. My buddy is now working in that woman's company, the defendant in that divorce case."

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Meng Yang was so shocked that he couldn't speak. His mouth opened in an O-shaped shape as if it was my words, instantly awakening him.

"Are you surprised? Let me tell you something even more surprised"

At this moment, I told them the reasons and consequences of Qi Yu and Dong Shuhan looking for me today. Finally, I talked about my own analysis and decision.

"Can I understand it as a rich country bumpkin who wants to give you two million to do something very simple?" Meng Yang swallowed his throat and asked.

"That's right."

"Damn, why are you hesitating? Do you do it!" Meng Yang wiped his face, "This

Such a good opportunity, two million! Not two hundred yuan, why are you hesitating about?"

"You mean, let me hurt a woman, are you still fucking twice?" I opened the last bottle of beer on the table, took a sip, and asked.

"What does this have to do with you?" Meng Yang said in confusion: "The people who hurt her are those two rich people. You are just a pawn. They only use you to do something insignificant. To say, you don't like to listen to it, even if you don't do this, there will always be someone who will do it. Why do you have to take responsibility for yourself?"

"I"

Yes, why do I take responsibility for myself? I think I will play an important role in Qi Yu and the others’ conspiracy?

To put it bluntly, it is all because of my feelings, my feeling of Zhang Yao’s increasing complexity.

"Brother, I believe me, it's all right to fuck him. No matter who you can't get along with, you can't get along with money, unless you are a fool!" Meng Yang touched Du Cheng next to him and asked, "Adu, are you right?"

Du Cheng smiled and twisted the cigarette between his fingers, "You are quite right, but I can understand why Chen Mo is confused."

"Why?" Meng Yang said disdainfully: "This kind of thing is not a problem. Two million is enough for him to live a good life. Even if he is here, he can buy a house. Why is it because of his conscience?"

He looked at me again and persuaded me earnestly: "Chen Mo, don't say anything, you don't like to listen to it. Everyone has the thing of conscience. The reason why some people stick to it and some people betray it is nothing more than a matter of price. I think two million is enough for you to sell it. After you live a good enough life, only people will envy you, and no one will question what means you have used to live it."

Meng Yang was right. He and Tong Xue should be the same type of people, and they are both realistic.

I understand these principles, but I just can't do it.

"Where we live, do we have to be so realistic?" I murmured.

"If you are in your hometown, you don't have to be so realistic. You can have a place to live for three meals and have a place to live. This is enough. You can be willful at will. But here, if not, Beijing is one of the most realistic cities in China. There are many opportunities and great pressure. You must learn to survive here to have the opportunity to stay here. It is very inclusive, but it will not tolerate the idealism in your heart. It will allow everything, but it will not allow your innocence. If you want to stay in this city, you must abide by the laws of survival of this city."
Chapter completed!