Perhaps the small building is very similar to his study room back then. Every time he is there, he has a long-lost sense of belonging.

After doing the last thing, Ji Changmu took off the bar badge and took off the work uniform here.

He handed all this to the manager, and his expression was calm and cold, and he was out of touch with the noisy crowd around him: "I will not come from tomorrow."

"Okay, if you don't come, you won't come, but you can't just say that you can leave. You can pay for a week's wages."

"Why?" Ji Changmu frowned.

"Just based on my manager here, I have the final say on the rules here. If you want to get all your salary, then work for another week, otherwise you can only pay for one week. Because of your job, I have not found a replacement for you."

"I can find it for you tomorrow."

The manager looked unhappy: "Can you find the same as what I find?"

"You are clearly bullying."

"If you like to take this money, do you want to take it?" The manager threw a stack of banknotes on the table and mocked, "Ji Changmu, it's not me that you're doing so much work here. More than one customer complained to me, saying that you were holding a face every day, and I don't know who you are showing your face."

"If there is a complaint, you should tell me at that time, but you will only arrange me at this time."

"There are many guests coming and going here. Do you really think I don't know who you are? What kind of young master's airs are you putting on here? You are a poor college student now, so it's better to be more sensible."

Ji Changmu couldn't bear such an insult, and with a cold face, he took the money and turned around and left.

He doesn't need the remaining money anymore.

He bought a box of cigarettes and a lighter from the bar.

He has never touched cigarettes before and can no longer bear it today. After more than a month back in Bincheng, he was surrounded by all kinds of cold eyes and ridicule almost every day.

Walking outside the bar, the cold wind in the early morning slapped his face. He only wore short-sleeved shirts, but he was not cold.

The faint street lights on the street shone on his handsome and cold face. The boy's bright eyes were drowned out by the usual coldness, and a layer of frost-like coldness was attached to his eyes.

Looking up, there was no one, only his thin figure was stretched out by the street lights.

Occasionally, I would meet a drunk man walking on the road.

The nights in Bincheng are not as lively as the capital.

Ji Changmu took out a cigarette from the cigarette box and lit it.

He had not touched cigarettes for half a year when the Ji family went bankrupt. But now, he has touched them.

Perhaps it was the first time I smoked, and Ji Changmu was not used to the smell. He coughed several times and tears choked out of his eyes.

The white mist in the middle of the night swept across his face, hiding his face.

Ji Changmu looked into the distance. The road was still very long and he needed to walk a long way to go home.

The air is wet in the early morning, and there is no speech at midnight, and everything is silent.

...

On the third day, Ji Changmu returned to the capital.

The weather in Beijing is very good, because he only communicated with Ye Jiaqi in advance, so Xiao Yuzi didn't know that he would come back early.

The time for Ji Changmu to give her tutoring is still set on Saturday and Sunday. During the rest of the time, if Xiao Yuzi has time, he will come over. If he doesn’t have time, he will be very free.

It happened to be Saturday.

Xiao Yuzi had nothing to do today. While having breakfast, she said to Ye Jiaqi: "Mom, Xiao Yuzi plans to go fishing today."
Chapter completed!