~Date: ~October 09~

Fu Xuehan smiled and said to Zhang Shifei: "What kind of taxi is it? It's not too far. It's so healthy to walk."

Hey, this girl, Zhang Shifei thought to himself, why is it like a parting? He doesn't like taking a taxi, but he thought about it again. Anyway, he was wandering around today, and this girl is also a beauty, and the weather is so good, so if you don't take a taxi, don't take a taxi.

So, Zhang Shifei followed Fu Xuehan all the way down the Central Street. According to Fu Xuehan, today they were going to volunteer at the nursing home that Mr. Cui had mentioned before, but for Zhang Shifei, this was not important. After all, as the saying goes, the mountains are not high, the immortals are famous, the water is not deep, and the dragons are spiritual. There is no difference between volunteering, as long as the merit value can be added.

The weather is really good, and there is a beautiful woman around you. Zhang Shifei has not been so good for a long time. As the saying goes, "The sun is high and the festive day is reflected, and it is both refreshing and refreshing." Looking at the bustling crowds on both sides, Zhang Shifei suddenly felt that this is the real world.

Yes, think about it, didn’t he live like this before, there were no monsters, ghosts, and gods and strange people. All he had was just those faces with smiles or numb expressions. Think about it, I really didn’t know how to cherish them before, but now he realized that all of this was very precious, ordinary, and fulfilling.

Suddenly he realized that at this moment, he had truly returned to Harbin from Yingzhou. This is life, without intrigue, without separation from life and death, and some were just plain.

Isn’t a person’s life like this? He used to think so, but his current state of mind has long been different from the past. This thrilling and thrilling adventure made him realize that a person’s life is not ordinary, or that ordinary time is always short, and everyone has his own shining points. Think about it, this sentence was still what Cui Bantou said. Now Zhang Shifei understands it. It turns out that this is true. Although he has not found his shining points yet, he will find it one day.

But this peaceful and numb life does not belong to him. Zhang Shifei has seen it thoroughly now. He understands that at least now, this sunny day is not the environment he has stayed for a long time. As a half-demon, he can only survive in that gloomy and dark smoke. This is fate. Destiny is a pen. Zhang Shifei in the pen is destined to be able to crawl in the darkness, but his heart is full of yearning for light.

When a person learns to reflect on life, it means that he has grown up slowly. I don’t know who said this sentence, or for some reason, Zhang Shifei’s mind said this. Perhaps, it was in that summer just passed, on that stuffy and windless night. When Zhang Shifei and Li Lanying returned to Harbin as a half-demon, they had already grown up slowly.

Zhang Shifei thought about these some, actual or pretentious words while walking. Fu Xuehan, who was standing beside him, had no longer blushed and had returned to his previous nirvana. When he saw Zhang Shifei walking beside him without saying a word, his face was sometimes sad and sometimes smirking, he was a little puzzled, so she asked timidly: "Brother Zhang, what are you thinking?"

In one sentence, Zhang Shifei was pulled back to reality from his reverie. He knew that he had lost his composure, so he scratched his hair and laughed, and then said to Fu Xuehan: "I didn't think of anything, by the way, girl, you didn't have a class today?"

Fu Xuehan smiled and nodded, then said, "Yes, Ma Zhe, but he just ran away."

Hey, why does the word skipping class sound so familiar? Zhang Shifei looked at Fu Xuehan, who looked like a little rabbit beside him. Seeing her Wen Wen doing things quietly, she blushed when she gave her a mobile phone chain. She really didn't expect that she would skip classes. Zhang Shifei felt it was a little new and said to her: "I ran away, why?"

Fu Xuehan pouted and said, "It's useless. You think, what's the use of taking this kind of class? In today's society, how many people can use Marxism-Leninism as the criterion? I really don't understand why there is such class. These may be just bargaining chips for those who play politics and speak big talk. I'm not interested. Instead of wasting time on it, it's better to help others more in a realistic way."

Zhang Shifei was speechless when he said something, and he looked at the blushing little girl again. What she said was indeed correct. This lesson was indeed not very nutritious, but then again, in Zhang Shifei's mind, no class was useful. Take English as an example. He felt that in this China, perhaps more than half of people didn't know what they were learning English for. Zhang Shifei didn't know at the time, why there was this weird course there. At that time, he asked the teacher, and the teacher's answer to him was that it would be useful in the future. Of course, Zhang Shifei still didn't understand what the definition of this future is, but a long time later, he had an answer in his mind, why should he learn English and be in line with the international community? Stop talking nonsense, just take a fuck, don't joke, even if you learn it, you can still scold the foreigner, and you still have to use standard Mandarin.

I went to his grandmother's claws. After all, why did he learn English? It was a proof of the strong national strength of his country. This is the ironclad fact. This is what Zhang Shifei understood after becoming a bird. The strong prey of the jungle. I am stronger than you, so I have to listen to me. As for the connection with the international community, it is all nonsense. Why don't you accept it? This free country, alas.

Zhang Shifei sighed, and then said to Fu Xuehan: "I really didn't expect that you have a lot of ideas."

Fu Xuehan smiled shyly and said, "No, I just do whatever I think. However, it seems that many people are not like this now. Just like when I am a volunteer, many people laugh at me for being stupid, saying that I have nothing to do when I am full and I am crazy."

After hearing this, I don’t know why, but a hint of helplessness appeared in Zhang Shifei’s heart. Isn’t that the case? When your behavior is different from ordinary people, you will often be labeled as a glorious title. But no one knows what this standard is different from ordinary people. This is like a dog in the village. A dog barking, and many dogs will bark with it. Although they don’t know why they call, if there is a dog that doesn’t bark, the dog will most likely be designated as a waste who will not guard the house.

Even if the dog that doesn't bark is just because it's smart, it's useless. It doesn't know how to keep a look at the house and can only be sent to the dog meat restaurant. This is the reality of the tragic, alas.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shifei sighed softly at Fu Xuehan: "You are not crazy, they are crazy."

"Whatever." Fu Xuehan stuck out his tongue a little embarrassedly, and then said to Zhang Shifei: "It's good that your heart can be comfortable. After all, you have to be happy when you are alive. What's left is all over the clouds."

Is it a floating cloud? This is not bad. When the floating clouds are not a clan dog, even though these two words are together, I really didn't expect that this girl's philosophy was exactly the same as the "good deeds" mentioned by the parting. What is this called? I'm afraid, this is called "wisdom root", Zhang Shifei thought of it.

Suddenly, he was solemnly respectful to Fu Xuehan, even speaking. He saw him ask as he walked, "Girl, can I ask, how long have you been volunteering?"

Fu Xuehan pointed his chin with his fingers, then fell into thinking. After five or six seconds, she said to Zhang Shifei: "It's been a long time since I was in high school. How long has it been now? I'm not afraid of you, Brother Zhang, you are laughing at me. I have been crying since I was a child and can't bear to see others suffer, so I want to do something for those who need help."

"Well, that's it... Then what else do you do except volunteer?" Zhang Shifei asked.

Fu Xuehan replied with a smile: "Go to the pet shelter to greet cats and dogs, by the way, Brother Zhang, do you like animals?"

"Animal..." Zhang Shifei smiled awkwardly. He always had this word now, because to some extent, he was an animal, so he said unnaturally: "Of course I like it very much."

This is indeed sincere, because Zhang Shifei is a very self-loved bird. When Fu Xuehan saw him say this, his eyes suddenly seemed to shine. She said happily: "You think those little animals are cute, right? Puppy, kitten, bird..."

Don’t mention small, I am very big. Zhang Shifei said with a wry smile in his heart. He looked at Fu Xuehan, who was still talking to him about the little animals, and thought to himself that this little girl is really full of love. I guess she has accumulated a lot of merit, Zhang Shifei thought.

The two walked and chatted. Time flew quickly. After twenty minutes passed, Zhang Shifei asked Fu Xuehan: "Girl, how far is it?"

Fu Xuehan pointed to the west and said, "It's almost done, turn over from here and walk another street to arrive."

Zhang Shifei wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, looked at Fu Xuehan, who was not blushing and breathing, and thought to himself that this girl was really strong and she was not tired after walking for so long.

Originally, Zhang Shifei wanted to ask her how she trained, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he heard a tragic sound coming from not far away: "Ah!!".

The two of them took a look and saw an old man wearing blue work clothes lying on the side of the road. At the same time, a motorcycle drove away in a flash, turned a corner and disappeared.

Zhang Shiwei Fu Xuehan was stunned at the same time. The old man was hit by someone! The one who hit him should be the motorcycle. That kind of motorcycle is the "big boat" in ordinary people, the kind with subwoofers on it. There were many pedestrians on both sides, but no one came forward to support him. And they all accelerated their pace like avoiding the plague. Fu Xuehan exclaimed at that time: "Quick."

After hearing what she said, Zhang Shifei also reflected on it, so he ran over with Fu Xuehan quickly and ran to the vicinity. Only then did Zhang Shifei see clearly that the old man who was knocked down should be a scavenger. There are many such old people in the city, basically no one cares about them. He was wearing a shabby blue work and was lying on the ground, moaning in pain. Fortunately, he didn't bleed, so it should be nothing serious.

No wonder no one saved him. Zhang Shifei frowned, but then he thought, no matter how high and low work is, he was going to do good things, but now he doesn't care about this old man in trouble? So he quickly stepped forward, helped the old man up, and asked, "Master, is it okay?"

The old man seemed to be in great pain. His eyes were closed and he made a humming sound. Fu Xuehan stood aside and was very anxious. She said to Zhang Shifei: "Brother Zhang, why don't we call 120."

As soon as she finished speaking, the old man opened his eyes. Zhang Shifei breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that there was no need to beat him anymore. It was okay. The old man suddenly sat up and looked at Zhang Shifei, but there was no trace of gratitude in his eyes. Instead, he seemed to be looking at his enemy. Zhang Shifei broke his eyes and was wondering what was wrong with this old man, the dirty old man actually shouted in a crying voice: "Why do you want to hit me!!"

What? Zhang Shifei was stunned, and Fu Xuehan was also stunned. Zhang Shifei was amused and thought, is this old man old and confused? Why would I hit you? So he waved his hand to the old man and said, "Master, you're confused, I didn't hit you?"

"You are lying!!!" the old man sat on the ground and scolded, "It's you who beat me, it's you who beat me!"

Oh, this old grandson, a fire suddenly popped up in Zhang Shifei's heart, but after all, if you want to explain, you can't make a noise, let alone Fu Xuehan is still standing next to him, so Zhang Shifei patiently said to the old man: "You remember wrongly, I didn't hit you, you were hit by a motorcycle, how could I have that much strength?"

Fu Xuehan, who was standing beside him, also whispered: "That's right, old man, we are here to help you."

"Fart!" The old man actually shouted at the top of his lungs: "It's what you kicked, it's what you kicked! My waist! Is there any other kingly method? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Zhang Shifei really didn't expect that the old man was actually yelling and playing with splashing. He saw him lying on the ground again, as if he was very painful and rolling around. He grabbed Zhang Shifei's neck of his clothes and cried and scolded: "There is no king's law! Everyone come and see! What's the ability to beat the old man?"

It's strange that when the old man was knocked down by the "big boat", no one asked about it at all, as if he was treating the old man as a fly. However, when he saw the old man crying and there seemed to be some heavy information in his words, those passers-by actually surrounded him in groups. In just a few minutes, more than 20 onlookers came, surrounded the three of them and began to whisper, as if he took the old man's words seriously. Some people even whispered to Zhang Shifei.

Zhang Shifei felt disgusted. He pulled his hands back hard, but the old man actually pulled his sleeve and kept silent and shouted with tears: "You said you are so capable of bullying the old man. Everyone will judge me. I left well, so this person kicked me down. I told you, my waist is not good. You kicked my waist and broke me, and you kicked me up!!"

Fu Xuehan cried even more sadly. She was so helpless when she squatted on the ground. Zhang Shifei couldn't help it anymore. He only felt a buzzing sound in his head, and immediately stood up, clenched his fists and shouted at the onlookers: "What are you saying?! Who said it again!!!"

He was really angry. He really didn't expect things to develop to this point. He could tolerate no matter how much he said it, but you said Fu Xuehan was still a girl no matter how much he was, how could someone say that? Zhang Shifei's eyes were almost spurted out of fire. If anyone said anything else, he would probably really go forward and fight to the death.

It's really ironic. After his voice, the onlookers actually quieted down. Seeing that he was about to fight, Fu Xuehan immediately stood up and grabbed Zhang Shifei, and cried to him, "Brother Zhang, don't, otherwise I can't explain it clearly. Let's call the police."

Zhang Shifei looked at Fu Xuehan with a breath, knowing what she meant. Indeed, now he can only ask the police to solve the problem. What? You said you did a good job! So he sighed, took out his cell phone, pressed 110, put it in his ear, but couldn't hear any sound. He looked at it and saw that the cell phone could not be connected, and there was no signal!

What's this? Just when he was depressed, suddenly, a bottle of mineral water containing half a bottle of water hit the back of his head. He shook and his phone fell to the ground.

"***Who!!!" Zhang Shifei only felt a pain in the back of his head, and cold water splashed all over his body. He suddenly became furious and turned around and shouted.

However, behind him were the angry and indifferent eyes of the onlookers. The look of the eyes was really chilling, ridiculed, sneered, and ridiculed. It seemed that it could be really understood as not being afraid of trouble when watching the fun, but was pushing everyone for the wall.

At the same time, Fuzetang in Daowai District, Harbin.

Today, Fuzedo was suspended as usual, and the atmosphere was quite solemn. Even the female ghost in yellow had no noise from the past. She just sat quietly on the sofa with the ghost named Dong Sizhe, while Mr. Cui sat at the computer desk with a serious face. At this time, he had already put the computer down on the ground and empty the table. Of course, this was because he had messed up the only big table last night, and now there was an empty table to teach Liu Yudi.

At this time, Liu Yudi was sitting at the computer desk, and saw his face full of solemnity, holding a compass in his hand, and a piece of paper was placed on the table. Liu Yudi closed one eye and looked at Luo Geng with one eye, and then wrote something on the paper from time to time. Five minutes later, she seemed to have finished writing, so she lit the paper, then threw it into the cup, and the paper with words burned in the cup. Liu Yudi quickly grabbed the cup, and then knocked the cup down and pressed the mouth of the cup to the table.

After moving the cup away, Liu Yudi looked at the paper ash distributed on the table, then pinched her fingers and calculated. Soon, she suddenly opened her eyes and screamed: "Not good!!"

"Forget it several times, I finally figured it out? Is that little bastard coming?" Mr. Cui asked hurriedly.

Liu Yudi turned around and said anxiously to Mr. Cui: "Call Xiao Zhang quickly, we have all misunderstood!!"
Chapter completed!