ll have to stay out at night" Qingchen said strangely."my father lost money and was in a bad mood. Now he is drinking at home alone. When he goes back, he will definitely be beaten," says Nan Gengchen...Qingchen is standing in the corridor.

stood silent.

looking at a familiar and suddenly unfamiliar home.

because of the old building, the boxes of the switch in the corridor have no lid.

there was always a power outage at home, so I always had to keep candles. Once I tripped, my father had to hold the candle outside and push the switch back on.

but there will never be such a scene again.

Qingchen seems to recall everything in the past quickly.

then he raised his hand and knocked on the door of his former home.

the door opened, and Qing Guozhong stood in the room with a black face: "what are you doing back here when you're not at school right now"

Qingchen asked calmly, "Why did you sell this house have you ever thought about where I will live after I sell it"

Qing Guozhong has never seen an aggressive son, and his momentum dissipates for a while.

but he soon raised his eyebrows: "this is my house. I can sell it if I want to sell it!" The house is gone. You can go and stay with your mother. I don't know who reported Laozi so unscrupulously that he spent so long in it. I'll tell you, don't come looking for Laozi's bad luck at this time! "

"the court awarded me to you," Qingchen said.

"your mother has money now," Qing Guozhong said, wringing his neck. "her house is big now, so you can stay with her directly."

"where was the money under my bed yesterday" Qingchen asked.

"gone," Qing Guozhong said, "did your mother give you that money She doesn't need a few thousand yuan now, you go to her directly, don't look for me in the future! I just can't figure out why I followed me when I divorced your mother! "

Qingchen looked at him and said, "at least my mother still earns her living expenses every month. What responsibility have you taken"

Qing Guozhong was not happy when he heard this: "do you really think your mother is fighting for your living expenses" She did it for herself! "

Qingchen was stupefied for a moment.

Qingguo Zhong swore, "do you know why she didn't transfer her living expenses directly to you we agreed that she had to call me your monthly living expenses before I agreed to divorce her, otherwise I would have quarreled with her forever, and she would not be able to divorce this marriage!"

"I see," Qingchen sighed in his heart.

Qing Guozhong continued: "now that she is in good financial condition, if I give you a few thousand yuan, you think she is better than me" She's not a good person either! I'll sell the house, and I can save some money for you to go to college! "

only Qingchen knows that he earned thousands of yuan by his own hard work, not from his mother, Zhang Wanfang.

therefore, Zhang Wanfang did not give him any extra gifts outside of the divorce agreement.

what Qing Guozhong said about leaving money for him to go to college is nothing but a lie.

in this world, the gambler's words are the most unbelievable.

at this moment, life shows the most ferocious side in front of the celebrating dust.

the bloody, ugly side.

under the abyss, it seems that there are countless pairs of dark hands to drag the youth down, endless.

Qingchen looked up and stared at Qingguozhong, and his endless inner tearing came to an abrupt end at this moment.

"sell the house, there will be no father-son relationship anymore," Qingchen said and turned out of the hallway.

Jiang Xue in the next room wanted to rush out several times to scold Qingguo and angrily rebuke Qingguozhong, and several times she wanted to hold Qingxue to comfort, but she remembered what Qingxue had told her: never be remembered by Qingguozhong. After the house is sold, he won't come here again, but if he knows that Aunt Jiang Xue has a good relationship with me, he will even come to you to borrow money later.

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therefore, Qingchen wants to sever all ties, not continue to get entangled.

Qingguozhong behind him did not ask Qingchen to stay, but said to the intermediary, "see, the matter is settled, you quickly call the customer who is willing to pay to the Housing Administration, and go through the formalities today and let him pay in full!"

Qingchen walked to the agency road and watched the traffic coming and going.

the uncle who sells roasted sweet potatoes by the roadside is turning on the earth stove, pinching each sweet potato to see if it is soft.

A middle-aged man brushed past him on the phone, saying that he would work overtime tonight and would not come home for dinner.

the No. 46 bus stopped slowly in front of the stop sign, the driver was bored waiting for the passengers to get off, and the passengers on the bus looked out of the window aimlessly.

but none of this has anything to do with Qingchen.

he felt that the whole world was filled with a strange sense of alienation.

the phone vibrated in his pocket, and he took out a call from Zhang Wanfang.

Qingchen picks up: "Hello"

Zhang Wanfang said: "Xiao Dust, Mom will not come to see you because she is away on business this weekend."

Qingchen hung up the phone and blacklisted the calls of Zhang Wanfang and Qingguozhong, and deleted all Wechat after being blocked.

after a while, Jiang Xue chased him out. She took Qingchen's hand and asked, "Xiao Dust." Are you all right "

Qingchen smiled: "it seems that it is not so difficult to give up the past, but I still have one more thing to do."

.

it's near midnight.

Qingguozhong hummed a song and walked under the dim street lamp. He drank some wine and was in a good mood.

holding a plastic bag with tens of thousands of yuan he had just withdrawn in one hand, he picked up his cell phone in the other and dialed out: "Hey, Lao Zhang, where are you playing cards are you short of people" Look what you said. I have money. I just sold my house today and I'm going to win all the underpants. "

"all right, all right, I'll be around. Wait for me. I'll be right there."

Qing Guozhong walked on.

at this point, he seemed to feel something was wrong and suddenly looked back.

it's just that there is no one on the path behind, and there are only stray cats shuttling between the green belts in the empty midnight street.

Qing Guozhong smiled and thought he was really paranoid.

"maybe I was afraid of squatting in a detention facility, damn it, if I knew who reported it, I would certainly give him a discount!" Qing Guozhong said to himself.

with that, he turned two blocks and got into a residential building.

after he went in, Qingchen came out of the shadow of the building in the community.

"Hello, how are you I would like to report that there is a huge amount of gambling at Gate 101 in Building 7 of the Luoyin Family Home, "Qingchen said with a mobile phone." well, there are more than three people in the crowd, and the gambling is more than 50,000, which is enough to file a case and prosecute. Come quickly, don't worry, they can't get away. "

hung up the phone, Qingchen also walked into the corridor.

to tell you the truth, when learning tracking skills and combat skills, Qingchen would never have thought that he would use those high-end skills in such a place.

I don't know what Ma Ye's face will be when she hears about it.uietly outside the door feel a little strange. On weekdays, when they are closed, their boss can go out in a nightgown and no makeup. Why are they so careful todayhalf an hour later, the woman was as...