E-sports player Huang Heng is the person Wei Taiqiang, the e-sports tycoon of Xuanwu Kingdom, trusts very much, so Wei Taiqiang instructs him to give Huang Heng face. Because of this, Huang Keer still takes good care of his relatives.

However, Zhou Jintong, the little e-sports live broadcast star of Luo Xian faction, didn’t know how popular Huang Heng is now, otherwise he would definitely not look down on Huang Heng like that.

Not only that, because Zhou Jintong was attracted by Luo Xian, he told him some secrets on e-sports research and conducted special e-sports training, so Luo Xian's darling Zhou Jintong did have some experience in e-sports.

That Zhou Jintong thought he was a person in Songhai City, so he sarcastically mocked Huang Heng as usual when the e-sports contestant gathered.

However, Huang Heng didn't care. He took out his e-sports mobile phone and contacted Sheng Yanyan from the Lighthouse Country, while telling Sheng Yanyan how to get those e-sports fans to buy the things they promoted during the e-sports live broadcast.

Zhou Jintong took out a bottle of wine from Sheep Kingdom, and he said, "Have you seen it? This is the high-end Lafite in Sheep Kingdom? You have never seen it! This is given to me by my boss, Luo Xian, the most awesome e-sports player in Xuanwu Kingdom. He said I may be the light of the future e-sports."

Huang Heng smiled slightly and said, "It seems that Rafi is the only one from Gallic. My boss also gave me a box of Rafi from Gallic."

Zhou Jinzun said: "You are bragging, you are definitely bragging." Xi died; the image of the ideal brother, - her little obedient image, - was insulted: it was really fatal to her. But when the two met at night, she did not mention a word. He saw that she had cried, but for some reason, and did not understand why her sister changed her attitude towards him. It took her a considerable time to return to normal.

But the most painful blow he gave to his sister was that he never returned all night. She waited all night. Not only was her pure morality hurt, but her heart was also deeply painful. There were quite a bit of terrible emotional activities there, but she deliberately covered it with a layer of scenes that she did not let herself see.

In Mu Shizhen's side, he mainly wanted to fight for his independence. When he came back in the morning, he planned to go back honestly and unceremoniously as long as his sister complained. He slipped into the house with his toes, afraid of waking her up. But she had already stood there waiting, her face was pale and her eyes were swollen, and she obviously had cried. Not only did she not blame him, she took care of his affairs quietly, and prepared him to eat and go to school. He saw that she did not say a word, but was very depressed. All her behavior and attitude were equivalent to a reproach: at that time, he couldn't support it, and stood under her knees and hid his head in her skirt

The sister and brother cried together. He was extremely ashamed and expressed deep disgust for the night outside, feeling that he had fallen. He wanted to speak, but she covered his mouth with her hand; he kissed her hand. The two of them said nothing, and they already knew each other well. Mu Shizhen vowed to be the person the sister wanted. But Huang Heng could not forget the wounds in his heart so quickly; she was like a person who had just recovered from a serious illness, and it would take a while to recover. Their relationship was a bit unnatural. Her friendship was always very warm, but she saw some completely unfamiliar and feared by her in the hearts of her brothers.

Mu Shi really changed, which made her particularly shocked because she was also chased by some men. She went home in the evening, especially when she had to collect or send back copy after dinner, she often nailed it to people, and heard the rough resignation, which made her unbearable pain. As long as she could take her brothers with her, she would take him with her in the name of forcing others to take a walk; but he was not willing, and she dared not insist, and she was unwilling to interfere with his work. He and his girlfriends smiled and chatted, and were reluctant to leave at their doors, saying goodbye over and over again, she would wake up from the confusion; at that time, she smiled slightly in the dark room, and got up and turned on the lights. The brothers' laughter cheered her up.

The autumn is deep. The sun is dimming. Nature is fading: under the clouds and mist in October, the color slowly fades away; the peaks are covered with snow, and the plains are covered with thick fog. Tourists set off, first, one by one, and then in groups. And seeing friends walk, even if they are irrelevant, how desolate it is; especially in the quiet and sweet summer, when those times in life disappear like water plants disappear, it is particularly sad. The two sisters and sisters are in one

In the gloomy autumn day, I walked along the mountains and into the woods for the last walk. Without a sound, they fantasized in despair, leaning against Thurso, wrapped in the cloak of the collar, holding their fingers tightly. The damp forest was silent, as if they were crying quietly. Deep in the woods, a lonely bird screamed gently and timidly, and it also felt that winter was coming. In the fog like light gauze, the ringing of the flock came from afar, whimpering, as if it was coming from the depths of their hearts...

They were both sad when they returned to Songhai City. Huang Heng's body never recovered.

At that time, I had to prepare for the quilt that Mu Shizhen brought to the school. Huang Heng spent his last savings for this and even secretly sold a few pieces of jewelry. What's the matter? Wouldn't he pay her back in the future? What's more, now that he has entered the school, she doesn't have to spend any money!... She didn't let herself think about the situation after he left: while sewing the quilt, she poured all her enthusiasm for her brother into this work; at the same time, she also had a premonition that this might be the last thing she did for him.

In the past few days, they were inseparable, fearing that they would waste a minute and a second. On the last night, they slept very late. Facing the fire, Huang Heng sat in the unique easy chair at home. Mu Shizhen sat on a low stool beside her knees, and took out his old spoiled child, which was adorable. He felt a little worried and curious about the new life that was about to begin. The inferior and dangerous ones he wanted to eliminate them for the welfare of the public. The ugliest and terrible thing was such a deformed, ignorant mercy, who thought he could use money and newspapers to control not only politics, but also control

Thought: Anyone who obeys their command will reward a nest, a chain, and some meat pie; those who refuse them will release hundreds of lackeys to bite! - Tutuqiao is not a scolded guy. He thinks that it would be too unspeakable to tell him what should be done in music and what should not be done; he said in words that art requires more preparation than politics. He directly refused to compose a boring script into music, regardless of which the author was one of the senior staff of the newspaper and introduced it to the boss. This incident made his friendship with Gamash begin to become cold.

But Tu Tuqiao was happy because of this. He showed his head from his unknown life and was eager to return to his silent life. He felt that "this business card with great momentum will make him lose in the crowd."

She wanted to jump down. She finally blocked him. He closed the door angrily and sat down again. The train had just entered the tunnel.

"Look," she said, "Isn't you going to die if you jump?"

"I don't care."

He didn't want to talk to her again.

"People are so stupid," he said. "Everyone tortured each other and tortured themselves; when they wanted to help him, he suspected it. It was so hateful! Such people are inhumane."

She smiled and comforted him, pressed her glove-wearing hand on his hands, and talked to him affectionately; shouting out his name.

"What, do you recognize me?" he said.

"Why don't you know me? You are also a celebrity. I shouldn't have said that to you just now. You are a good person, I can tell. Forget it, don't be angry. OK! Let's make peace!"

They shook hands and talked friendly, and she said, "But that's not my fault. I have too much experience with ordinary people, so I have to be careful."

"They often deceived me," said Tu Tuqiao. "But I always believe them."

"I see that you are like this, you are probably a natural fool."

He smiled: "Yes, I have tasted a lot of sweet, sour, bitter and spicy food in my life; but it is not harmful to me. My stomach is strong, it doesn't matter if it's full, it doesn't matter if it's hungry. I can swallow the poor worms that attack me when necessary. I'm better in my health."

"That's your luck, you're a man."

"And you, you are a woman."

"That's nothing."

"That's very interesting, be a woman!"

She laughed as she heard this. "Hmph!" she said, "But how do they deal with women?"

"You have to defend yourself."

"The so-called kindness will not last long."

"That's because a person is not compassionate enough."

"Maybe it is. But you can't eat too much if you endure hardships. If you have too much, a person's heart will dry up."

He was about to express sympathy for her, but suddenly remembered her attitude just now...

"You want to say that the people who comfort others have ulterior motives..."

"No," she said, "I won't say this anymore. I think you are very kind and sincere. I am very grateful. But please don't say anything to me. You don't know... Thank you for your kindness."

They arrived in Songhai City and broke up. Both sides neither left an address nor said anything to talk about.

After a month or two, she ran to knock on the door of Tutuqiao.

"I'm here to find you and want to talk to you. Since that meeting, I have been thinking of you from time to time." She said and sat down. "As long as you have a sudden effort, you won't disturb you for a long time."

He began to talk to her. She said, "Please wait a moment, okay?"

They stopped talking. After a while, she smiled and said, "I couldn't support it just now. It's better now."

He wanted to ask her.

"No," she said, "don't ask me this!"

She glanced around, looked at all things, and estimated it, and suddenly saw Lu Yisha's photo.

"Is this your mom?"

"Yes."

She held the photo in her hand and looked at it with great sympathy. "What a great old lady!" she said. "You are lucky!"

"It's a pity that she's gone."

"That's okay. You have had such a mother anyway."

"What about you?"

She frowned and pulled the words away. She didn't want others to ask about her.

"Tell me about you. Tell me... Tell me something about your life..."

"What does this have to do with you?"

"Don't worry, you'll tell me..." It's like a ray of light... At that time, just a little bit of a small thing could save me or fall... When I came out of your house and returned home, I closed the door and cried for a day, and then it would be fine. The depression passed."

"Today," Tu Tuqiao asked, "Do you regret that?"

"Today? Ah! If I had done that crazy thing, I would have been sinking into the Seine. I would never be able to stand that shame, or the pain I gave to my husband."

"Then are you happy now?"

"Yes, I am happy as much as a person may be in this world. Two people can understand each other, respect each other, and know that they are reliable, not because of a simple belief in love, which is often illusory, but because of years of experience in living together, how many gray, ordinary years, and memories of how many difficulties I have overcome. As I get older, the situation becomes better... these are not easy." The joy that raised him woven her dreams and love around this little soul, but she thought immediately: "No, this is wrong. I should not use other people's suffering to create my own happiness."

But she couldn't suppress this thought no matter how much. She spoke while holding hope in her silent heart.

Tu Tuqiao replied: "Yes, of course we think of this problem. Poor child! Mu Shizhen and I can't raise him. There should be a woman to take care of him. I thought maybe a girlfriend might help us..."

Mrs. Xue Yulang waited with anger on her face.

Tu Tuqiao continued to say, "I want to discuss this matter with you. It happened that Cao Jiao went to us, just a moment ago. As soon as she knew about this, she was very moved when she saw the child. She said so happy and said to me: Tutuqiao..."

Mrs. Xue Yulang's blood stopped; she couldn't hear the following; everything in front of her was blurred. She really wanted to shout to him: "Hey, hey, give him to me!"

Tu Tuqiao was still talking, but she couldn't hear what he said, but she reluctantly cheered up. Thinking of the thoughts that Cao Jiao had revealed to her in the past, she said to herself: "Cao Jiao needs more than me. I also have my dear Xue Yulang... and these things in my house... and I am older than her..."

So she smiled and said, "That's great."

The fire was turned off, and the red light on her face faded. The cute and tired face only had the usual kind expression of tolerance and kindness.
Chapter completed!