All the assets of the Xiao family were frozen, and Xiao Yang also lost his source of income.

Although he had some savings for his daily expenses, he silently learned to take precautions and began to make plans for the future.

Over the weekend, Xiao Yang went back to Xiao's house and checked his property with his manager. After hesitating for an afternoon, he finally decided to sell the battleship his family bought for him.

"Are you sure?" The manager looked at him, a little puzzled: "It's still useful for school."

"Most students use battleships provided by the school, so they still train in the same way. Technology and equipment have nothing to do with it." Xiao Yang's voice was hoarse, and he lowered his head to sign the document: "Using this money to invest is more valuable than letting the battleships depreciate.

good."

When the manager saw that he had an idea of ​​his own, he stopped trying to persuade him.

Xiao Yang sold a bunch of things and treated the manager to a meal. It was already evening when he finished. He zipped up his coat and walked out of the store.

When the cold wind blew up, Xiao Yang suddenly felt a tingling sensation in his hand. When he raised it, he found that he was holding the pen too hard and had worn out a small piece of meat on his knuckles.

He waved his hand wordlessly, put it in his pocket and walked forward.

There are very few pedestrians on this section of the road, and only the lighthouse is in front. It seems close, but in fact it is quite far away.

Xiao Yang was watching in concentration when someone suddenly said in his ear: "Selling it like this? Are you really willing to give it up?"

"who!?"

The hair all over Xiao Yang's body exploded, and he suddenly jumped a big step to the side.

When the person who spoke saw his reaction, he rolled his eyes and burst into laughter: "Haha, hahaha, I didn't expect you to be quite cute..."

Although Xiao Yang has hit rock bottom these days, he still has some confidence in his own strength. Suddenly, someone unknowingly touched his side, and he didn't notice it... Xiao Yang just thought about it, and his whole body felt...

It gets tight.

The person in front of me looks unremarkable and is very thin.

He wrapped his long hair with a scarf, and his bangs covered his left eye. The corners of his eyes were slightly drooped, and he looked like a harmless passerby.

"Xiao Yang." After the man finished laughing, he stopped slightly: "Do you really want to continue like this?"

"What do you mean?" Xiao Yang was not surprised that he suddenly reported his name, but what followed was even stronger vigilance.

Who is this man? Which party is he from? Why are you following him?
Chapter completed!