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The walking dead returned to the dormitory. The three roommates in the dormitory were playing games on their own, no longer playing the same game.

Walking to his bed, Lu Ze's most satisfying work was posted on the cabinet door, a set of hand-painted designs of a 1:50 standard duplex villa with an area of ​​more than 600 square meters. This is the pinnacle of his current strength.

But he suddenly felt that all his long-term efforts were in vain. All his sweat and blood were in vain, and this set of design drawings was also ridiculous.

He reached out and tore off the design drawing, tore it into pieces, threw it into the trash can, and then sat on a stool in a daze.

"Boss! Um... Hey hey hey, I heard that the department head is coming to check on the hygiene. What do you think? Do you want me to treat you to dinner tonight? I have a red bull to kill? You are so tanned.

..."

"Tsk!"

The fourth child came over to fawn over Lu Ze with a playful smile. He was the one who disliked cleanliness the most in the whole dormitory, and he was also the least slutty. But while he was talking to Lu Ze, the second child came over and gave the fourth child a hard blow.

He turned his back, clicked his tongue and gave me a look.

Only then did the fourth child realize that the originally reticent and taciturn boss had become even more silent...

And that set of designs that they were so astonishing about was now sadly scattered in pieces in the trash can.

The fourth child understood and stopped laughing. The cheerful atmosphere in the entire dormitory disappeared. They were no longer lazy. They picked up the broom and mop and started working on their own, giving Lu Ze some private space.

Lu Ze looked out the window, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and then still stared out the window.

"Boss, I have an ashtray here. Don't forget to empty it. I just finished cleaning it!"

He took the ashtray, flicked it twice, and took several puffs. Suddenly, his cell phone rang.

The three roommates glanced at their phones, which were not theirs, and then turned their attention to Lu Ze.

Lu Ze just realized that someone had called him, put the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and then took a look at the phone and it showed that it was Li Youmei.

He walked to the balcony, closed the balcony door, huddled in the corner, and answered the phone.

"Hey, Mom."

"Son, have you eaten?"

"Well, I just ate. What did you have for dinner?"

"Your dad brought it back and ordered the ribs. The ribs that were stewed tonight haven't come out of the pot yet, and we're going to eat soon. I have nothing to do, but Nan Nan wants to talk to you."

"Hello? Brother!"

Lu Ze forced himself to laugh and said in a gentle tone: "What's wrong, Nannan?"

"Wait a moment, brother! Wait for me a moment!"

There was his mother's shouting and the sound of the door closing on the other end of the phone. It seemed that he had run into the yard. Lu Ze was a little confused as to what his sister wanted to whisper to him.

"Okay, brother... I want to ask you something, do you think it's okay?"

"Say it, I'm listening."

"Brother...I want a mobile phone...Brother, I don't want to buy an expensive one. I went to the mobile phone store in town and saw that the cheapest one only costs more than 800, but I don't have that much money.

I want to borrow three hundred yuan from you and pay it back to you when I finish my expenses next month, okay?"

Lu Weiguo found a job for Lu Nan, placing goods in a small shopping mall in the town, but because Lu Nan was not yet eighteen years old, the shopping mall was unwilling to hire her.

That is to say, Lu Weiguo and the mall manager were classmates in elementary school, so he reluctantly let Lu Nan go to work, but the salary was very low, 800 yuan a month, and there was no bonus or anything.

Because Lu Nan lives at home and has a dilapidated battery car that can be ridden home in twenty minutes, her parents have always refused to allow her to buy a mobile phone.

Moreover, because something happened at home a while ago, Lu Weiguo and Li Youmei's incomes are not high, and Lu Nan even has to pay part of his salary to cover the household expenses.

It's very possible that... Lu Ze earned some of the money he spent in the imperial capital through his sister Lu Nan.

After all, Lu Nan was just a child. She envied the recently popular smartphones used by girls in the town. She wanted it, but the pocket money she had saved was still a bit short, but she just dreamed of it, so she thought of borrowing it from her brother.

Yes, I will pay it back to my brother when my salary is paid next month.

I felt so distressed to death! The knife inserted in Lu Ze's heart began to shake violently, and began to twist his heart round and round!

This knife reminded Lu Ze all the time that he had killed his sister's path to advancement, and that he had ruined his sister's life.

And now, this sixteen-year-old girl who has ruined her whole life is pitifully asking you to borrow three hundred yuan! Just three hundred yuan! Three hundred yuan that no one in the imperial capital takes seriously!

No one understood how painful Lu Ze was, and ignored his sadness...how sad it was.

"Okay, I will go to the bank to transfer money to you tomorrow. When I make money, I will..."

The words got stuck in Lu Ze's throat. He choked and pulled his hair like crazy. He was holding back tears and his eyes were wide open like a fish that was about to be suffocated. He tried the best he could.

He said in a calm tone: "When brother makes money, I will change it to the best one for you. This... you just use it first. Brother will make money soon. Okay, call

The fee is too expensive, so hang up. Eat well, use your phone... secretly, don't let your parents see it."

"Well! I'll give it up then! Brother, you are the most interesting!"

Lu Nan was probably too happy and didn't notice anything strange about Lu Ze. After hanging up the phone, she smiled broadly and returned home to eat.

Lu Ze hung up the phone and huddled in the corner of the balcony, crying silently. He had no use for it! He had no use for spending his sister's money now!

What's the point of being over 1.8 meters tall? He's useless! He's a loser! He's grown in vain! He doesn't even care!

He hated himself so much that he pulled out the knife in his heart, then stabbed it into his heart fiercely, pulled it out again, stabbed it again! Pulled it out again! Stab it again! Until the heart was stabbed to pieces!

.......

"Fourth child, today is your birthday, right?"

"No, wasn't my birthday just celebrated last month?"

"So third brother, you have a birthday today, right?"

"Well, it's my birthday today, and I'll treat you to a drink."

The third child was much smarter than the fourth child. After listening to the second child's words, he turned off the computer, took his wallet and prepared to go downstairs.

"We'll go together later."

The three of them went downstairs and left some space for Lu Ze. This was their last space, and it was all given to the boss who had been doing dormitory hygiene for a year. The boss was always silent, poor, but outstanding.

.

"Cry. After crying, you still have to live well tomorrow, right?"

The birthday that night was very nice, with cake, wine and food, the four children were sitting in the dormitory, and the other three children began to attack the so-called "boss", as if...the birthday girl was the boss.

Lu Ze doesn't have much memory left. He only knows that he drank a lot that night, but he can't remember the exact amount.

He was quite good at drinking, and Lu Weiguo was a good drinker. When Lu Ze was three and a half months old, he dipped his chopsticks into beer and gave it to Lu Ze to drink.

When he grew up, Lu Ze was drunk by his father, but nothing happened to him.

That time he drank one and a half pounds of liquor and six bottles of beer.

But this time, he got extremely drunk and vomited so badly that the whole floor came to watch this ruthless man, Skr ruthless man, who almost drank himself to death.

The next morning, Lu Ze woke up with a headache. He sat up from the bed and looked around. None of his roommates were in the dormitory, but the room was very clean.

There was only cake on the table in the middle of the floor, the cake that I hadn't had time to eat last night.

But it’s not the third child’s name, but...

"Boss, happy birthday."

"..."