Eternal Burning - Chapter 80

[Shang Lu X Fang Qi Year “One”]

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Fang Qinian is always very clear about Shang Lu and himself.

He had a clear purpose and knew exactly what he wanted—money, and a good life. Other than that, it’s all false.

It is undeniable that in the long-term relationship, he may indeed have produced something similar to the “Scheherazade plot” for a few moments with Shang Lu, but he soon adjusted it.

He has always been sober. At least he thought so.

At the age of 14, Fang Qinian stepped out of the orphanage and started a homeless life without looking back.

There is nothing wrong with the welfare home. There are food, housing, and teachers who teach reading and writing, but he just doesn’t like it.

He didn’t like so many people crammed into one room and fell asleep with other people’s snoring and foot odor every night, and he didn’t like the strict work and rest requirements in the orphanage and the extreme restrictions on his freedom.

He is going to see the world outside, he is going to have a career.

So he took the few clothes he had and a few hundred dollars to the big city he longed for – Qingwan.

Fang Qinian thought that Qingwan was full of gold, there were opportunities everywhere, and it was a place where people could make a fortune with their eyes closed. He will soon be able to live in a luxurious mansion with three thousand servants. But the fact is that the metropolis does have many opportunities, but it is not for a shriveled child like him at all.

He couldn’t find work or fill his stomach, so he could only roam the streets, grab food from wild dogs, and sleep on overpasses with beggars.

The few years of wandering in Qingwan were the years he was most unwilling to look back on and the most unforgettable.

Without those years, maybe a lot of things will be different after that. He will not be so obsessed with staying in the business, nor will he deliberately want to occupy the position beside Shang Lu.

At the age of 17, Fang Qinian’s skeleton was still very thin due to long-term malnutrition. His face was sharp and white, and he looked like a girl at a glance.

He lied about his age, got a job, and helped with dishes and washing dishes in the back kitchen of a small restaurant.

The hotel includes room and board, and an additional 800 a month. The food is the leftovers left by the guests, and the living is after closing the door at night and laying a quilt together on several tables.

The conditions were worse, but Fang Qinian had no choice.

After working for a month, when the salary was settled, Fang Qinian thought about buying a second-hand mobile phone for himself, hurrying to catch up with the trend that he had fallen behind for many years, and then buying new clothes, but the boss only gave him a salary of 400 yuan.

After working hard for a month, getting up early, getting up early and going to the dark without resting for a day, I got 400 yuan.

Fang Qinian didn’t understand where the other 400 yuan went, stared at the four tickets, didn’t answer them, and asked the boss what happened.

“Oh, that’s right. You need money to live here and eat here, right? The four hundred is the balance after deducting your rent and meals.” The boss looked natural.

Fang Qinian quit: “At the beginning, it was said to be covered with food and shelter. You can’t see me as a child, so you can’t make fun of me? I wash the dishes, brush the dishes, watch the store, and clean up. I work hard. Yue, you will send me with four hundred?” The

boss’s face changed slightly, seeing that Fang Qinian had said it so frankly, he was no longer pretending to be polite, and said firmly: “Now four hundred, there is no more, if you want it, Don’t get out.”

After saying that, he threw the money on the ground and ignored Fang Qinian.

Fang Qinian stared at the scattered banknotes on the ground, not knowing how many times he felt the anger and unwillingness to be trampled on by people who were born humble.

The world has no bottom line. He felt that he was humble enough. In the end, he was just a beggar who picked up garbage, and in the end beggars also talked about class. Among the beggars, he could only act as the most despicable beggar who was bullied and picked up the trash left by others.

He stretched his chin, straightened his waist, and quickly squatted down to pick up the four hundred dollars, scolded the boss who was at the counter to settle the bill, “Fuck you uncle”, and ran away.

He ran very fast, the wind whistled in his ears, pedestrians brushed his side, he stopped, and ran to the riverside.

This fact was sudden, Fang Qinian didn’t bring any luggage, he only had 400 yuan and a suit of clothes on him.

And just like that, he became a tramp again.

Depressed, he bought two bottles of beer and borrowed wine to relieve his worries by the river. As a result, he accidentally got drunk, and when he woke up, he was lying on the viewing bench by the river, and his money was gone.

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and the ship was late and hit the wind again. God wanted him to die, he had to die.

Fang Qinian was struck by lightning, and his anger and depression were all vented last night. At that time, he only felt empty and dazed, and he didn’t know where he was going and what he was going to do next.

He wandered around the neighborhood a few times, from morning to night, his eyes dazzled with hunger.

There is a beautiful retro building by the river, hidden among the green plants, it looks like a place to eat at home.

Fang Qinian swayed to the door and saw that the old man was dozing off, so he walked in with peace of mind.

The bright yellow light renders the whole building bright and warm. In the dark, he looked enviously at the well-dressed diners who were pushing their glasses for a change, rubbing his aching stomach, and suddenly he didn’t want to struggle any more.

He might not be able to sit in and eat for the rest of his life.

In that case, just find a place where you can sleep and eat.

Jail is also better than starvation.

He glanced around and picked up a rock the size of a palm.

There were eleven or two cars parked in the yard, he picked up the black car that looked the most pleasing to the eye, and smashed the window with a stone.

The alarm rang through the sky in an instant, and he clapped his hands, calmly waiting to be taken away by the police.

As a result, the police did not wait, and waited for Shang Lu’s driver.

Shang Lu’s driver, surnamed Liu, was a veteran, and was in his forties. He was half a part-time bodyguard.

Originally, when Shang Lu was eating, he should stand by when he had nothing to do, but he urinated urgently and walked away for a while. Who would have thought that Fang Qinian would smash the car in just this moment.

When Lao Liu saw the car window shattered into scum, his blood pressure was about to explode, and as soon as he got angry, he twisted Fang Qinian’s arm and pressed him to the ground.

“What’s the matter with you kid? Do you know how much this car is worth? Where are your parents? Let them come over!”

Fang Qinian pressed his cheeks against the hard ground, trying to look up, but was slapped back by Old Liu again. It hurts to hit the forehead.

“I don’t have parents…you, call the police!”

A lot of people gradually gathered around, all of them came to watch the fun when they heard the movement.

“I feel like I’m not mentally…”

“I don’t seem to be very old. Did I have a conflict with my family and ran away from home?”

“You see what he wears, is he a homeless man?”

Fang Qinian has gotten better in order to save money . I didn’t cut my hair in Nian, and usually only tied it with a rubber band. Now, when Lao Liu pressed him to the ground, his hair was all spread out, covering his head and face. At first glance, he looked like a lunatic.

The old man who guarded the door also woke up at this moment, and ran over in a hurry, his voice was shaking when he saw that something was wrong.

“Aiya, this…how did this kid come in, I…why didn’t I see him?”

Old Liu might also think that Fang Qinian had something wrong with his mind, so he stopped talking, pressed people, and rushed to see him. The old man raised his chin and said, “Call the police!”

When Fang Qinian heard the word “call the police”, he was really relieved he had never felt before. He laughed unconsciously, relaxed his hands and feet, and stopped making any useless resistance.

Who would have thought that, after going around, he would go back to the life he hated the most?

In the past three years, he has not been able to do anything, but he has realized the fact that he is a waste.

The trash should stay in the dust, struggle in the mud, and sink deeper and deeper in despair.

He should recognize the reality earlier and give up struggling earlier, so that he can suffer less, at least… not to this step.

“What’s the matter?” In the

noisy voice, a particularly magnetic and low voice, like a smooth and soft red velvet, passed through the crowd and slipped into Fang Qinian’s ear.

Fang Qinian froze immediately and raised his face unconsciously.

“Sir, I don’t know if this kid has a problem with his brain. He smashed our car window and asked me to just call the police!” Lao Liu hurriedly explained the cause and effect to the boss. Fang Qinian was able to find an opportunity to look up.

The first thing that caught my eye was a pair of black lace-up shoes with exquisite workmanship and no stains on the upper. Up, there are straight gray trousers, a white shirt, a beautifully curved chin, appropriately thick lips, a straight bridge of the nose, and a pair of drooping… emotionless eyes.

The first time Shang Lu saw him, there must be no charming thoughts. Fang Qinian was sure of this.

The other party may not even consider him a person. In his eyes, he may just be a small piece of paper on the road, suddenly splashed on the mud on the bottom of his trousers, or a noise outside the window for no reason when he is reading. It’s interesting, but it’s instantly forgotten.

Shang Lu drank some wine in the evening. When he left the restaurant, he specially unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt. At this moment, the wine came up, not only feeling hot, but also having a headache.

When he heard the police, he frowned and said: “It’s too troublesome to call the police, don’t waste the police force, and you don’t have much money, let him go.”

Afterwards, Fang Qinian wanted to come, and thought that the other party might be afraid of the media’s blind reporting, so he didn’t want to. Call the police.

However, for Fang Qinian at that time, not calling the police was equivalent to busy work this night. Shang Lu was willing to do it, but he didn’t want it.

He suddenly broke free from Old Liu’s shackles, grabbed Shang Lu’s trousers, raised his upper body vigorously and said, “No! You must…you must call the police!”

At that moment, he had an absurd emotion that was almost heart-wrenching towards Shang Lu. , I feel that the other party really has the face of a capitalist in vain.

Seeing that he was so excited, Lao Liu was afraid that he would hurt others, so he pulled his hair back and pulled him back.

Fang Qinian’s back arched into the shape of a crescent moon, he cried out in pain, tears of pain quickly gathered in his eyes, and his fingers could only be forced to loosen his pants to protect his hair.

Under the dim street light, Shang Lu could see Fang Qinian’s face clearly.

Fang Qinian has a pair of beautiful eyes, clear and bright, and he is not completely ignorant of world affairs. Like two beautifully polished beads, the more tempering they experience, the more their true brilliance will be revealed.

But Shang Lu was disdainful of these beautiful eyes.

His eyes stopped slightly on Fang Qinian’s lips. The corners of the lips were slightly upturned. There was a full lip bead in the center of the upper lip, and the lower lip was relatively thicker, and the color was an unhealthy pale pink. Because of the pain, Fang Qinian bit his lower lip slightly, making it paler.

Shang Lu stared at these lips for a long time, until he was interrupted by a loud stomach rumbling.

This voice was naturally made by the hungry Fang Qinian. He had nothing for a day, and he was sweating coldly from hunger. His hair was still caught in his hands. The sadness came from it, and the tears in his eyes were shaky.

Shang Lu, with his suit jacket on his arm, slowly squatted down in front of Fang Qinian, holding his chin to look at him.

“Are you hungry?”

Fang Qinian didn’t know what he meant, but just looked at each other with tears in his eyes.

Shang Luyi glanced at the restaurant and continued: “If you’re hungry, I’ll invite you to eat. If you’re not hungry, just get out of the way and don’t block me from going home.”

[End of This Chapter]