At seven or eight o'clock, the street market was very noisy, and those loud noises were unwilling to be lonely to flirt with ||Putting the nerve endings of people's tired day, he insisted on dragging them and consuming all the remaining energy before going to bed.

A row of food stalls were placed from the street to the end of the street. Several men were shirtless, drinking and punching with their legs, some poked a toothpick in their mouths, putting their legs on plastic chairs, some spitting everywhere and throwing garbage around, some stood up to eat and drink, spitting a table, and some shouted with beer, knocking on the dishes with chopsticks, and urging them to serve quickly.

The little girls would sit together at the same table. They would not drink, but ordered some mutton kebabs and grilled squids, avoiding the noisy men, talking and laughing, and communicating with each other's little things.

The family came out of the house, but it was not too eye-catching. They ate as much as they ordered. After they finished eating, they went shopping and watched the fun and did not cause trouble.

The streets were flowing, dust was rolling up and down the exhaust of the car, and the sound of pots and pans colliding inside the small door was one after another, and the guys were busy hitting the back of the head.

Before I knew it, the aroma of wine and vegetables was tangled with the smell of sweat, and mixed with other smells. It was blown by the hot night wind and floated everywhere.

Huang Shan squatted on the side of the road, his eyes ranging from left to right, from front to back, and found that the surrounding environment was dirty and messy.

In the real world, Huang Dan lived for decades, never had a roadside meal, nor did he really come into contact with these people living at the bottom. After he came into contact with them, he was very repulsive at first, and he became unbearable, and gradually he adapted.

Huang Dan is indeed growing up, but he is a cold person at heart. He can completely ignore it like he has been in the past, or he can try to observe, pay attention and think about others like he is now.

However, Huang Dan understood one thing through time and time travel. Everyone has their own life. They walk, run, crawl, fall, and cannot get up. No matter which one it is, as long as they do not break the law, do not violate morality and conscience, they should be respected.

If he violated those things, Huang Dan could only ignore them and could not ask others to be the same as himself. He could not be respected or respected. That's all, he was not qualified to interfere and had no position, because that was the life chosen by others.

Being happy is the most important thing.

Huang Dan is now happier than before, he knows that he is.

Even if his time travel journey ends, he will always experience things he has never experienced before. Facing the situation and situation that he has never faced, he is still very happy because he has no understanding of the hearts of people.

Moreover, the inexplicable time travel allows him to enjoy being loved while also loving others. This is the biggest difference between the real world and the mission world.

Huang Dan put the can on the ground, patted the few big mosquitoes that were reluctant to fly away, just drink it almost as much as possible, and you can't be greedy.

There were many mosquito bags on the two arms exposed, and a small piece of ankle under the legs of the trouser legs, each of which was very big and red. Huang Dan looked at him and sighed in his heart. If his pain nerves were still there, he would grab and cry.

Sun Siqing had drunk too much and talked a lot. He said a lot about how glorious he used to be and how poor he is now. He also said that the prices have risen. He couldn't afford it and the other one. He planned to sell the house and change it to another place. He couldn't go back to his hometown and was embarrassed.

After drinking the last bottle of wine, Sun Siqing burped, leaned his head against the telephone pole, his eyes closed, and gasped.

Huang Dan glanced at the beer bottles that were tilted around the ground, and he put them one by one next to the trash can.

Within two minutes, a rag-filled person dragged the snakeskin bag over, quickly took away a large bag of wine bottles, and said happily, "Young man, thank you."

Huang Dan pointed to the food stall, "There are many over there."

The ragged man used his dirty and black hands to dial in the trash can, but he didn't get anything. He smacked his lips in disappointment, "There are more people robbing, and his eyes are missing. He runs slower and will definitely not be able to catch up."

Huang Shan was stunned. He then came to his senses after leaving the rags. He supported the middle-aged man who was about to fall, "Uncle Sun, are you going back?"

Sun Siqing said he couldn't go back, but others had already grabbed the telephone pole and stood up.

Huang Dan checked his pocket, and his keys and wallet were there, but he didn't lose it. He raised his heel and went to Sun Siqing.

Sun Siqing walked forward staggeringly, his sweaty gray jacket resting on his shoulders, his tongue wide and his mouth was full of alcohol, "Xiao Ji, tell me, why is this person so not a thing?"

Huang Dan looked at the unstable back of the middle-aged man. He was in his forties and his wife ran away with someone. He couldn't find him or her, and he did not come back. He achieved nothing and did not struggle anymore. He had a negative attitude towards life. It was a day to live.

Sun Siqing spat on the ground and cursed, "I'm in trouble. I'm all fucking clear of my relationship with me, and I'm still trying to show off my power and make trouble. Damn, when I was developed, those people were begging me to be brothers, and my grandson rushed to be like me, and I wish I could get into my crotch and lick my shoes!"

Huang Dan said, "You also said it was a time of development."

He understands the truth when the world is in a cold state.

Sun Siqing in front of him paused suddenly. He turned around and glared at his blood-covered eyes, fierce and evil, as if he was poked and hurt his feet and wanted to eat people.

Huang Dan's face was calm, and there were people coming and going on the street, so he was not worried.

Sun Siqing's eyes were bloodshot and the blue veins on his neck were protruding. He grabbed Huang Dan's T-shirt on his chest and fell forward the next moment.

Huang Dan brought Sun Siqing back to the community and pulled the steps to the third floor one by one. He was dripping with water all over his body, so tired that he asked panting, "Uncle Sun, where is your key?"

Sun Siqing sat on the ground, unconscious.

Huang Dan glanced at the 301, the deceased man who was living in the opposite door. He remembered what Sun Siqing said when he stood at the door and slammed the door that night. The heat on his body instantly dropped a lot. He took a step back and shouted at a distance, "Uncle Sun."

Sun Siqing was still sitting on the ground with his head tilted, motionless and without any response.

Huang Dan lowered his voice, "Xiaojie has opened the door for you."

Sun Siqing still didn't respond.

Huang Shan frowned and said, "Uncle Sun, if you don't go in, Xiaojie will be angry."

Sun Siqing still had no reaction.

Huang Dan's test was not effective. He was a little disappointed and could only go back to another plan. Without delay, he bent down his back and reached out to touch Sun Siqing's pocket.

Just then, Sun Siqing suddenly opened his eyes.

Huang Dan met the middle-aged man's eyes, and his hand was still in his pocket on his pants, and he had already touched the key of the body|||Wen's warmth.

In a short second or two, Huang Dan thought a lot, but he did nothing.

Sun Siqing closed his eyes again.

Cold sweat ejaculated from Huang Dan's forehead. He took out the key from the middle-aged man's pocket, opened the door and helped the other person into the room.

He couldn't sit still and wait for death, Huang Dan had to take the initiative. He had been thinking these two days that for the murderer, the person who was beaten to death, had suddenly become enthusiastic with his neighbors, and was talking and laughing with him, which was bizarre, and something was wrong.

Intuition told Huang Dan that in order to avoid any trouble, the murderer would definitely attack him again. It was almost time for him to find clues before that.

The door was closed behind him, and the heavy sound broke through the silence, and Huang Shan's thoughts returned to reality at that moment.

In each floor, the apartment in the middle should be small, and the apartment on both sides should be the same.

Although the apartment style of Sun Siqing here is the same as that of the original owner’s grandmother’s house, it gives people a very different feeling. Whether it is the decoration style, the overall color and furniture, it is covered with clear fashion elements, and it also has a bit of a rich look.

Huang Dan put Sun Siqing on the leopard-print leather sofa, and a wedding photo with a crystal frame hung on the wall behind. The man in the photo was wearing a white suit and the woman was wearing a white skirt with her breasts. They looked at each other with their noses facing each other, they were very young and in love.

That kind of beauty can only be frozen in the photos, thrown into reality, and has long been gnawed.

Huang Dan wiped off the sweat from his eyes and kept sweeping his eyes.

There was a set of tea sets on the coffee table, about thousands of times, beer bottles and dirty clothes were scattered on the ground. In addition to wedding photos, there were also some modern and modern oil paintings on the wall, covered with dust, and the rich bamboos in the corners of the wall were rotten and drooped down. The other plants were also, none of which were alive, exuding a rotten atmosphere.

The kitchen was very messy, with yellow and black oil stains on the ceramic tiles. Unwashed dishes and chopsticks were piled in the pool. There were small black worms flying on it. The garbage in the garbage can be filled with stuffy and fell to the ground...

What appears in Huang Dan’s field of vision is the life state of an old drunkard. It is a normal phenomenon that fails business, marriage, and life.

Sun Siqing murmured and said a name, "Huihui."

Huang Shan knew that it was Sun Siqing's wife's name. His arm was caught. The wet touch made him feel disgusted and he immediately broke free.

He had long discovered that he only liked the touch brought by that person's rough palm, and if someone else would not like it.

Sun Siqing's eyes were closed, his arms were waving randomly, and he was shouting, "Damn, you are the most unscrupulous, a bitch, you must die a good death! Huihui, return the money to me, with money, I can make a comeback..."

Huang Dan said, "Uncle Sun, I am Ji Shiyu."

Sun Siqing on the sofa opened his eyes and was confused at the ceiling for a while before he found a focal distance. "It's you, why are you at my house?"

Huang Dan said, "You have drunk too much, I'll send you back."

Sun Siqing sat up on the sofa, and he wiped his face heavily, "Good boy, wait until my uncle takes that money, I'll treat you to KFC."

Huang Dan remembered that this was the second time tonight. Sun Siqing raised money with him. He should have taken on some job or recovered the debt he owed. "I still like crayfish."

Sun Siqing's face was so smoky that it was so smoky that it was so smoky, crayfish were so good…”

Before he could finish speaking, he lost his voice.

Huang Dan's eyes rolled, "Uncle Sun, I feel uncomfortable on the sofa, I'll help you to the room to rest."

The middle-aged man did not respond.

Huang Dan put one of the middle-aged man's arm on his shoulder, and he pulled the man up and slowly helped him walk into the room.

Wedding photos are also hung in the room, and there are all at the end of the bed.

After divorce, his wife embezzled his last money and ran away secretly with someone else. Sun Siqing did not take down the photos and found a corner to pile them up or throw them away. He might still have feelings for his wife.

Huang Dan walked around the room quickly, looking for useful clues, such as Sun Siqing and Lao Zhang's unknown relationship. If the two had a marriage, he could touch the vine down.

Unfortunately, no.

A voice came from behind Huang Dan, "Stop!"

He swallowed, turned his head slowly, and found that Sun Siqing was not looking at where he was standing, so he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

But as soon as I relaxed, my heart rose to my throat.

Huang Danren stood there, reasonably told him to leave as soon as possible, but his body could not move, and a root was born in the soles of his feet. He knew that this was an instinctive reaction when an unknown appeared.

Sun Siqing picked up the teacup on the bedside table and smashed it out. He looked at the corner of his eyes. His face was ferocious and his chest was fluctuating greatly. "Get out of the way, I don't need your sympathy. Get out of here, get out of here--"

The next second, Sun Siqing burst into tears without any image.

Huang Dan was stunned for a moment.

He had never met a drunk person before, and he didn't know what he would do. He had only heard that all kinds of people were very powerful, such as crying in a stranger, performing a drama of deep grudges, or playing hooligans in public, singing loudly, or confessing love to a crush on his crush, and there were many ways.

They are all the side that they don’t show normally, and they can do anything when they are drunk.

Sun Siqing's strange behavior is also one of the conditions after being drunk? Huang Dan pursed his lips, hoping that he just thought about it more.

The crying in the room continued for a while, and Sun Siqing fell asleep and snored loudly.
To be continued...