After cleaning up Bi Luochun, Fang Zhiqiang drove to a restaurant and ordered some dishes for Bi Luochun. He guessed that Bi Luochun must have eaten nothing in the police station.

Even earlier, he didn't know. He must have been hungry for several meals. He didn't bother to ask Bi Luochun what he wanted to eat, so he ordered a few dishes according to his previous taste.

Sure enough, Bi Luochun started to feel restless as soon as he entered the restaurant. When the dishes came, his eyes lit up and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Fang Zhiqiang looked a little sad for some reason and pushed the dishes away without saying a word.

In front of him, Bi Luochun didn't care about anything at all, grabbed his chopsticks and couldn't wait to eat.

Fang Zhiqiang had no appetite at all, so he lit a cigarette and sat next to him. Looking at Bi Luochun devouring the food, he couldn't help but say: Slow down, I won't snatch it from you, you can eat it yourself.

How long have you not eaten? How did you end up like this? Fang Zhiqiang really can't figure it out. Bi Luochun's money is simply the biggest legend. He doesn't know how he got rich overnight, and he doesn't know how he got rich again.

Why did he suddenly become so depressed? His wealth seemed like a balloon, coming and going lightly, leaving nothing behind. Instead, he took away their most precious things.

Bi Luochun paused for a moment, saying nothing, and big tears fell into the bowl in front of him.

Fang Zhiqiang couldn't stand it anymore and turned away to smoke. He felt that today's cigarette was more choking than ever before, and it made his eyes sore and made him want to shed tears.

When Bi Luochun finally finished eating, he felt a little energetic. Fang Zhiqiang asked him: Are you full? Bi Luochun nodded without saying anything.

What are you going to do later? Fang Zhiqiang asked. He helped Bi Luochun once, and it was also the last time. It was a real act of benevolence and justice. The two people had already severed their ties of friendship, and he had no obligation to help Bi Luochun anymore.

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I'll go to my friend's place later... Bi Luochun whispered.

What kind of friend? Fang Zhiqiang couldn't help but ask, is it reliable? He didn't believe that Bi Luochun had any friends he could rely on. Not to mention that he was just a bunch of friends who spent a lot of time eating, drinking and having fun. The simplest thing is, if there is one

, Bi Luochun probably couldn't help but let Liu Suo call him.

But after asking, he felt that he was speechless: Why do you ask so many questions? Does it have anything to do with him? Isn't Bi Luochun just a stranger to him?

Bi Luochun's eyes suddenly darkened, but Fang Zhiqiang didn't notice it. He only heard him say: It's still okay.

Okay, then it's best if you have a place to stay. Let's just stay here. I'll take you there where your friend lives.

No need. A trace of panic flashed in Bi Luochun's eyes. He lives not far from here. I can just go there myself.

Fang Zhiqiang really didn't want to deal with Bi Luochun's affairs anymore, so he didn't delve into it further. Okay, I'll go back first. He didn't even say anything about contacting him again. What else could he do if he contacted Bi Luochun again? I guess Bi Luochun

He didn't expect that he would be in such a miserable state, but with Bi Luochun's self-esteem, he probably wouldn't want to see him.

Fang Zhiqiang thought for a while and took out all the cash from his wallet. It was about more than two thousand. He didn't count it and handed it all to Bi Luochun: You can take the money. He said

Bi Luochun knows better than anyone that he is penniless. How can he survive without money these days?

I don't want it, Qiangzi, I really don't need it. You came to help me today. I'm already very grateful to you. I really don't need it... Bi Luochun said incoherently and quickly pushed the money back.

Fang Zhiqiang suddenly felt an unknown fire in his heart, and he started to think at that time: Bi Luochun, do you look like an old man? What are you doing so hard? Just take it for you, okay? I don't have so much time to talk nonsense with you.

After saying that, he stuffed the money into Bi Luochun's pocket.

Bi Luochun was really ashamed: Qiangzi...I...I'm sorry...

Okay, if there's nothing to do, I'll leave. You take care of yourself. Fang Zhiqiang said, getting up and leaving.

Qiangzi, wait! Bi Luochun quickly called him again.

Fang Zhiqiang stopped and did not look back: What's wrong?

Well...I want to ask...Yanzi, is she...well lately? How is she doing now...Bi Luochun's voice became softer and softer, and his head buried deeper and deeper.

In fact, Fang Zhiqiang should have thought about how Bi Luochun could not ask about Liu Yan. If he really didn't mention anything at all, that would be called having no conscience.

She is doing well now, are you looking for her? Fang Zhiqiang took a deep breath and asked Bi Luochun.

He didn't mean to mock or intimidate Bi Luochun, but seeing Bi Luochun in such a state of desolation, he couldn't do it at all if he wanted to be completely cruel; and these days, he has also seen Liu Yan living alone.

He was not happy. He knew that it would be impossible for Liu Yan to completely let go of Bi Luochun in ten or eight years, so he just asked this question out of nowhere.

Bi Luochun seemed to be frightened and waved his hands quickly: No, I will never go to her. I know I'm sorry for her. What I did before was not human... It really hurt her heart. I just want to listen to you.

As long as she is doing well. He forced a smile on his lips: It's okay, Qiangzi, you can go back first. Thank you...

In the past, when two people directly asked each other for money, no matter what time, occasion, or what it was, they would inevitably call each other to inform each other. At that time, they did not know how to say thank you. But now Biro

Chun thanked her one by one, with such a humble and polite look. Fang Zhiqiang felt as if his head had been stabbed hard. He couldn't say anything and walked out of the hotel.

Fang Zhiqiang sat in the car for a long time, his mind was in a mess and he didn't know what to think. Finally, he found that he still couldn't worry about Bi Luochun.

What a loser! He pounded the steering wheel hard, not sure whether he was talking about himself or Bi Luochun. But he still got out of the car and ran back to the hotel just now to find Bi Luochun.

The gentleman just now has left, and we don’t know where he went. Seeing Fang Zhiqiang returning home, the waiter asked anxiously about Bi Luochun’s whereabouts, and was surprised to answer. Their store’s business is pretty good.

People come and go, and it is indeed difficult to know when Luochun will leave and which direction they are going.
Chapter completed!