In the psychological clinic, Dr. Wang held up a long bill, waved it in front of Tang Liu and me, and said expressionlessly: "The price is fair, and I'm a good boy. Which one of you will settle the bill for me?"

Tang Liu, who was even fatter than he was two months ago, said with a flattering smile: "Dear, why are we talking about money? It's very emotional..."

"Pooh!"

Dr. Wang glanced at Tang Liu, snorted coldly and said: "Don't be too close, talking about love will hurt money. I have already lost a lot, and you have to make up for it no matter what you do with this money!"

I said simply: "I have no money. I don't have to risk my life if I want money. You can do whatever you want!"

Dr. Wang squinted his eyes at me, showed a cold smile, and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't have money, just let me draw some blood and cut some flesh on you for research. Just think of it as repaying the interest first..."

"What is that!"

My face turned a little dark when I saw it, and Tang Liu hurriedly laughed and said, "Have you paid the IOU to the head office? When our two brothers come back from Shangjing during the Chinese New Year, I will empty out the Tang family's property and send it to you...

…”

Before I finished speaking, the little girl at the counter took out a piece of paper, a pen, and a box of ink pads from under the counter and placed them in front of Tang Liu and me.

Looking at the outstanding debt terms printed on the paper, I couldn't help but twitch at the corners of my eyes. They had already prepared the IOU! And looking at the numbers on the IOU, it seemed to be consistent with what Dr. Wang said.

There is a huge discrepancy in that debt figure!

Judging from the figures on her IOU, it is estimated that she can buy a large piece of land in the center of Sioux City.

After Tang Liu glanced at the IOU, the corner of his mouth twitched a few times, and he forced a smile to Dr. Wang: "Dear, this..."

"Sign and press fingerprints!" Dr. Wang said coldly.

Tang Liu drooped his head, let out a long sigh, and said helplessly: "Okay, buddy, I've sold you my whole life. Who told me that I already love you so much that I can't help myself? Isn't it okay if I sign and press my fingerprints?"

I'm not sure whether Tang Liu really loves Dr. Wang. The relationship between them is a bit ambiguous, simple and confusing, but what makes me feel speechless is, can't you just sign your name? Why still?

You want to imitate my handwriting and sign it?

Also, what does it mean to take advantage of my daze and pull my fingers to press the fingerprints?

When Tang Liu and I were kicked out of the psychological clinic, I couldn't help but fall into deep thought when I looked at the red ink pad on my fingers. Is this how I was deceived?

Damn, that huge debt, even if my monthly income is over 10,000 yuan, I probably won’t be able to pay it back in dozens of lifetimes!

I glanced at Tang Liu with some resentment, who was even fatter than before. Before I could say anything, Tang Liu seemed to know what I was going to say and sighed again and again: "Old cousin, don't blame me for being unkind.

, we brothers share the blessings, and we have to share the hardships, right? Don’t worry about the debt. After your winter vacation, we will go to Shangjing together. The Tang family’s family background is sufficient.

Let’s fill this big hole…”

"Hey, by the way, the winter vacation starts in more than half a month. Are you ready, my dear?"

Regarding Tang Liu's sudden change of topic, I didn't recover for a while and subconsciously asked: "What are you preparing for?"

"Get ready to visit those neighbors on the seventh floor!"

Tang Liu looked at me with wide eyes and said in a strange voice: "Old Biao, have you forgotten this?"

I didn't know how to respond to Tang Liu for a while. It wasn't that I had forgotten about it, but that I simply didn't know how to visit the neighbors on the seventh floor.

When I visited the neighbors on the sixth floor, Uncle Huang at least gave me some advice on what souvenirs to give, but he asked me to find my own way to visit the neighbors on the seventh floor.

What should I do to visit?

Let me in the dream use violence and threats to make the neighbors on the seventh floor accept and recognize me?

Stop talking nonsense!

During this period of time, I never appeared in my dreams. I never had any dreams when I went to bed every night. The me in my dreams seemed to disappear out of thin air. I don’t know what happened.

As if he saw my distress, Tang Liu blinked and said, "If you don't have any clue, just follow the bad idea I mentioned before?"

Hearing this, I was furious and didn't want to talk to him anymore.

His search idea was to scare the monkeys and beat up the bald guy from 601 a few times to frighten the neighbors on the seventh floor. Let’s not talk about other things, just based on what happened in the subway a few months ago, I You can't do that kind of immoral thing. I haven't seen Ninth Sister and the bald man in the past few months, and I don't know if they are feeling better now after the injury.

In order to celebrate Tang Liu's discharge from the hospital, the two of us had a big meal and drink at a roadside food stall. We didn't return to the apartment building drunk until dark.

I didn't deliberately control my drinking tonight. Tang Liu also understood my thoughts and knew that I wanted to take a risk. Although he seemed hesitant to speak, he didn't stop me in the end.

After drinking too much, some things would happen when I returned to the apartment building. During this time, I never appeared in my dreams. On the surface, it seemed that my sleepwalking symptoms had been alleviated, which was something to be happy about, but in my heart But he still couldn't be happy.

I wonder if drinking too much can make me sleepwalk again. Maybe there will be a way to solve the problem of visiting the neighbors on the seventh floor.

When the drunken Tang Liu and I walked back to the apartment building with our arms around each other, howling and singing a ditty, Uncle Huang in the security booth glanced at us, let out a long sigh, and put down the newspaper in his hand. , he directly picked up the old radio that played hoarse songs and started tinkering with it, as if he was going to use it later.

Tang Liu and I staggered into the dark apartment building, howling as we climbed the stairs. There seemed to be some noisy voices in the dark apartment building responding to the high-pitched singing of the two of us.

"Old cousin... hiccup, which floor are you on?" Tang Liu asked with drunken eyes and burping wine.

"I don't know, it seems so!"

I responded dizzy, waved to him and said, "You go back to your room first, I'll go to bed in 605, see you tomorrow!"

"Hiccup...see you tomorrow!" Tang Liu also waved his hand and staggered towards the dark corridor.

I feel something is wrong, the various graffiti on the corridors don't seem to look alike.

However, my head was very heavy at this time, I couldn't control it tonight, and my head hurt a little, so I didn't think too much and continued to climb the stairs, hoping to get back to the sarcophagus in 605 as soon as possible and have a good sleep.


Chapter completed!