I want to cry, but I can't cry.

I want to shout, but I can't shout it out.

The silent pain comes from the helplessness of the heart. If you are not willing to give up and don’t want to lose, your fingers are squeezing into your palms. The reality is like the eighteenth level of hell. When you stay on the first level, you feel that you are in great pain and cannot persist. But when you see the second level, you will feel that the pain on the first level is sometimes not considered painful.

How high is the height to see the scenery? If you are content with a small maintenance department, there are not so many troubles. Who would have been, would he still quietly crouch in the corner after having a magic weapon like the system?

When you go on the court, you must abide by the rules on the field. When the power is shamelessly oppressed by you, you either bear it or resist. It is true that the Wang Su’s actions this time are too shameless and exceed everyone’s bottom line, but you have to think about what Xu Bin got because of this. Who wouldn’t be moved? So what if it’s a little trouble? No worries in your life, you are just a bad boy from the countryside. Would you not accept it? If you don’t agree, you can’t even go home. There are ways to make you a prisoner, and it’s hard for you to not surrender.

For a moment, Xu Bin was stunned by the thoughts that popped up in his mind.

"At worst, kill them and you'll be done with one."

After being shocked, Xu Bin immediately pressed this idea deep in his heart. Killing is still too far away. He just said that he had enough to talk. If he really wanted to kill someone, he asked himself that he didn't have the courage, at least now he forced him to have the courage.

Xu Bin read all the people he knew. The most awesome ones were Meng Shiyan's father and Boss Niu. Now both of them chose to remain silent. They were looking for him without knowing each other. Wouldn't it be boring to find Meng Shiyan? Even if she was willing to help and she made a big fuss when she got home, Xu Bin didn't believe she could really make a fuss with her family for herself. The relationship between the two parties had not reached that point. I guess even if she wanted to sell No. 7 at a low price, no one would dare to take over. Once these forces spoke, the big guys were not interested in this small place. The little guys should be afraid that they would not dare to fight with them. Watching this No. 7 was like their pockets. How much they thought and how much they were unwilling to give in, and just gave in. How many months of hard work were burned? Yes, it was time to spend several months, and he could afford to lose at the age of his age, but once he lost this time, would he encounter similar things in the future? Will you continue to surrender?

what to do?

Xu Bin didn't want to go home. He was afraid that his current state would scare Zhong Yu. He also believed that the other party would not have forced himself so early, and he still had the patience to consider time.

He took out his mobile phone and turned on the fingerprint recognition. In the private state of WeChat, there were two messages. He wanted to call Brother Han and Meng to sit down to discuss countermeasures, so he clicked on the message. Two voice messages sent by the WeChat friend who had been chatting for several months. He clicked on the open and listened in his ears.

"Are you busy? I'm in a bad mood, so let's talk with me?"

The second message that almost never comes without a response comes: "I'll take some time to get busy. I'm drunk. In Jingyue Mountain, come and pick me up."

For a long time, from the tone and content of the other party's speech, Xu Bin treated the other party as a canary. A woman who doesn't want to run around for life and enjoys spending on card purchases all day has no intention of looking down on her. Everyone has a way of choosing their own life, and it is also a skill to make her live a more comfortable life.

Depressed and didn't know what to do. Xu Bin, who was completely helpless, thought about it and raised his hand to stop a taxi. He didn't say nonsense and took two hundred yuan in front: "Go to Jingyue Mountain and find someone."

At this price, the watch is enough to reach the back and forth and turn. The driver is naturally happy to pull the guests with a smile. It is not easy to pull the generous high-end customers again. Whether in terms of driving stability and speed and the driver's own attitude, it is far better than usual.

"I'm here." A voice was sent, and the opposite side replied less than a minute: "The top of the mountain, the pavilion."

If it was before today, even before the coercion and temptation of Wang Su and others, Xu Bin would not have done such a crazy thing. It was that after chatting for several months, both sides could be said to be good friends who could talk about everything, but they were basically completely unfamiliar with each other. Xu Bin didn't even know what the other party called, and ran to the top of the mountain to find someone. Thinking about it, he was really brave enough. What should he do if he was a fairy-man jumping?

Now he can't control so much of his emotions. He wants to drink, release, and use decadence and avoidance to declare his helplessness and incompetence. He thought about it for a long time. It seems that besides compromise, he only has the only way to fight with others. In order to give himself confidence and to tell himself that you have systematic protection and cannot die, he needs a real vent to tell himself that even if you fall down, you cannot compromise. This is not a matter of money. Once you compromise, you will choose to compromise in your life where you shouldn't compromise.

Sometimes, you must learn to compromise to deal with problems, but in certain specific things, you cannot compromise anyway. That is, a matter of principle is also the bottom line of being a human being.

The tourists in Jingyue Mountain are getting fewer and windy. People stranded on the mountain choose to leave, for fear that a severe rain will become a drop in the water. They will not have a village or shop in front of the mountain. There are not many attractions here, and taxis can reach the middle of the mountain. The area above the mountain is the good place for people to flock to the summer and cool off.

Xu Bin walked quickly on the stone steps. The irregular location and distance of the stones embedded in the soil ensured that the stone steps up the mountain were as if they had grown here after countless steps. He passed by scattered tourists and climbed the peak of Jingyue Mountain, which was only a hundred meters high in more than ten minutes. Several pavilions and several gentle slopes have become places for people to linger.

Xu Bin looked up and looked around, looking for the image outlined in his mind, delicate and beautiful, at least with the quality of being a canary on his face.

There was no one at the top of the mountain at this time. In the dangerous area outside the railings in the distance, she was wearing a gray-white windbreaker, slender calves and crystal shoes with slender calves, and big earrings were like signs. At a glance, Xu Bin recognized her as a famous Jianghu sister in the provincial capital, and the sister Luo she had met with Zhong Yu in the bar.

No way?

Xu Bin looked around, took out his cell phone, and sent a voice message. Then he saw the elder sister with her head lazy picking up her phone and looking at her, ignoring the wine bottle on the ground, turning her head suddenly, looking at Xu Bin with a confused drunk eyes, raised an understatement smile on her lips, and hooked her fingers: "Oh, I thought she was a miserable young man with a face full of acne and staying at home? Not bad, not bad, quite pretty, quite obedient."

Xu Bin scratched his head and walked over nervously.

"Do you know me?" Luo Yan rolled her eyelids lazily. From top to bottom, she was a young man who was a disaster for the world and could not be associated with the great identity of a famous elder sister in the world.

"Can I say I don't know you? I didn't expect that the deep depression I had been talking about for several months, it was you. I used words to stimulate you so many times. You won't want to take revenge now, right?" Xu Bin sighed deeply for the accidental book in this world. Thinking about his current situation, it doesn't matter. He sat down next to Luo Yan, unscrewed the bottle cap of Xiaoerguotou, and took a big gulp. He suddenly felt that it was very satisfying to do so. He looked at a corner of the city below the mountain with the cold wind. His mentality was calm and he was not afraid of the so-called identity gap.

"So what if you know it or not." Luo Yan murmured, and continued to look at the scenery in the distance. He was no longer as delicate as in the WeChat message, and kept making voices like a chatterbox. Instead, he sat there silently, drank a small bottle of more than two taels of Erguotou, and burped and looked at Xu Bin with a burp: "What, does my image disappoint you?"

Xu Bin shook his head with a wry smile, drinking wine in big mouthfuls, and now he is only left to vent his depression.

"I'm tired."

After a long time, Luo Yan sighed.

“I’m even more tired.”

Xu Bin was not convinced at all. No matter how tired she was, she could still have trouble with the things she encountered, which was difficult to solve?

"Then you drink too much and you will not be tired if you say it."

After opening a bottle again, he collided with Xu Bin for a moment, Luo Yan giggled and drank white wine in the cold wind.

After drinking a bottle of wine and smoking a cigarette, the two completely unfamiliar people in reality know each other very well. They don’t treat each other as strangers who need to be guarded against in their hearts. They have talked a lot in more than two months. They can be said to have a very good understanding of each other’s emotions, thoughts, values, and outlook on life. They each have their own troubles that are difficult to solve. As they drink, they spit out their mouths, and they are quite crazy and drunk and have their own meanings of their own temperament.

It got dark, but the wine was filled with interest, and he vomited all the nonsense and truthful words.

There are screaming roars, helpless wry smiles, heartfelt self-deprecation, and powerless complaints...

PS: Thanks to Lele and Andy Chen for your reward!
Chapter completed!