Villain: Betrayed by the heroine at the beginning

Another decade passed.

A young man walked out of the airport with heavy steps, and he could see the white fog in the winter evening, rubbed his hands, and changed the backpack on his shoulder from the left shoulder to the right shoulder, only to relieve some pain.

The backpack was filled with all kinds of strange things, including magnifying glasses, gloves, portable notebooks and pens, masks, sugar, tape recorders, very thick ropes, flashlights, waterproof watches, shoe covers, tweezers... There is also a power bank.

Speaking of this power bank, young people are always very nervous about it, but in this era, this kind of large power bank has become extinct, and even the charging interface has been replaced, and young people have to use mobile phones with old-fashioned interfaces.

There is a large shopping mall directly opposite the airport, and the door is engaged in milk promotion activities, several young and beautiful girls, enthusiastically greeting passers-by, but the eyes of young people are staring at the billboard above their heads, the sanitary napkin advertisement endorsed by the big star He Shu.

He changed his backpack to his left shoulder again, and then the taxi he called also arrived, and after getting in the car, he habitually glanced at the driver's information and began to play with his mobile phone.

"Congratulations, this task has been successfully completed, 10 points have been obtained, the ranking has increased by 3, and the ranking is 17th in the world, please keep up the good work!"

a text message popped up, and the young man deleted it after reading it, opened a software, clicked to receive the reward, and soon the bank card arrived 100,000 yuan.

[Huaguo Bank]: Your account with tail number 9175 has completed a UnionPay deposit transaction of RMB 100,000.00, and the balance is 8252453076.37.

The car drove through an intersection, the young man frowned, turned his head to look out the window, and said in a deep voice: "Big brother, just now the right turn can be 1.4 kilometers less, and there is one less traffic light on the road, according to the software billing rules, 2.5 yuan / km, 0.5 yuan / minute, according to the speed of the car and the traffic jam, it can be calculated that the right turn road can save at least 5 yuan." The

driver was stunned for a few seconds, and said with a smile: "Oh, I drove according to the navigation, I think it's about the same?"

"First of all, the navigation shows two roads, but you choose the longer one, which is subjectively intentional; The

driver's face was a little ugly, and his tone became irritable: "I said that you are not looking for fault, isn't it just an extra

kilometer of road, as for so careful!"

"What do you mean is not an extra kilometer of road, I lose five yuan for one person, one hundred people lose five hundred yuan, more than one billion people in China, every driver comes according to you, how much money do the people have to lose... Okay, I feel that my words have touched your soul, I won't say more, stop in front of the supermarket. The

car stopped, the young man got out of the car, and the driver had not yet come to his senses, when the young man knocked on the window again.

"What the hell are you going to do?" the driver glared at the young man.

The young man smiled and said, "Happy birthday, big brother!"

"Thank you...

The driver watched the young man walk into the alley, the whole person was not good, and he was most afraid of sudden concern, "Huh, how did he know that today is my birthday...", but he quickly reacted, looked at his information, and sighed: "If it weren't for the compulsion of life, who would want to earn a few more dollars of money." "

When I walked into the alley, it was dark, only a light was on in the corner, and there were a lot of posters on the wall, some of them were half off, and they swayed with the wind, like a devil with teeth and claws trying to climb out of the wall.

Only his footsteps can be heard in the quiet alley, and the young man can't help but recall a few years ago, when the lively scene here could be heard, and the sound of singing could be heard at the mouth of the alley.

His name is Su Can, he is eighteen years old this year, and in order to go to college, he has recently been working part-time to earn tuition... That's what it says to the outside world.

Soon he came to his destination, his home, with two big red lanterns hanging at the door, one bright and the other not, and the sign of "Deyuan Grand Theater" was hung on the high door, but there was a notice on the door that was temporarily closed, and the paper of the notice had been yellowed, and there were graffiti drawn by children on it.

And the sign that originally hung mahjong chess cards was also turned over, revealing a white background, and the owner seemed to think that one day it could be flipped.

The door was locked from the inside, and as soon as Su Can walked up the steps, he heard the conversation inside.

"Wen Jing, why is there less than half of the Chinese medicine I boiled?"

"I'm thirsty and drink

...""Dead girl, this is medicine, what are you drinking blindly!"

"Grandma, I've been a little abnormal lately

..."

Zhao Shaomei looked at the remaining medicine residue in the bowl and sighed: "What are you not normal, you are sick!".

"Isn't that just right? I'm sick, you have medicine, don't waste it at all..."

Su Wenjing showed a sly gaze, she didn't drink the bitter and unpleasant Chinese medicine, but Grandpa Liang said that those Chinese medicines couldn't cure grandma's illness, but Zhao Shaomei was very tough, so she had to listen to the words of the neighbor's grandmother next door, and made a home remedy.

You said that playing mahjong is not good, can this thing be cured by taking Chinese medicine?

In the empty theater, only Zhao Shaomei and Su Wenjing were left, and even a thick layer of dust fell on the stage, Su Can listened to Su Wenjing's voice and knocked on the door.

"Who?" Su

Wenjing was still doing her homework, so she catapulted directly from the stool and rushed towards the door.

"It's me. Su Can said in a deep voice.

Su Wenjing turned her head and exclaimed, "Grandma, Su Can is back! We can play landlord tonight!" Zhao

Shaomei picked up the pot of boiling Chinese medicine and hid it in the cabinet, took out the cards from her pocket, and said excitedly: "Hurry up and open the door for your brother, grandma's illness is about to be cured!"

The door opened, but it was not fully opened, Su Wenjing opened a crack, stretched out her little head, glanced at Su Can, and then pretended to look behind, and said suspiciously: "Are you alone? What about Sister Fang Shiyu?"

Su Can's face darkened at that time, looking at Su Wenjing's cunning gaze, with a smug look, and said coldly: "If you peek at my diary again, I will reveal

your secret!""Ahh Hey, he wants to eat two bowls, he must be hungry!

" Su Wenjing opened the door and said with a smile: "Brother, you should have bought a gift for grandma, right?"

Su Can walked inside, smelling the smell of Chinese medicine, and asked, "

Grandma is sick?"

"Heart disease... Recently, I have lost a few games in a row, looking for a home remedy, but I have secretly poured the medicine. Su Wenjing crossed her hands on her hips, looked up at Su Can, and said with a smile: "Praise me for being smart!" Looking

at her sister's appearance, Su Can recalled that when she named her, her mother was really sloppy, how could she pull the umbilical cord after birth and not let go, which has nothing to do with Wen Jing at all.

"Do you have any news from Mom and Dad?" asked Su Can.

"Yes, I sent the photos back, but they were taken last month... I really convinced them, leaving behind two well-behaved and sensible children and a mother who was not very obedient, and went on a trip around the world, and there is no parenting at all, we don't need the cold numbers on the

bank card, but accompany them, okay?" Su Wenjing is only nine years old this year, and the long list of numbers in the bank card is difficult to count,

and which parent is ruthless enough to let a nine-year-old child own dozens of houses under his name. The villa, and a whole bunch of stocks, don't feel the spirit of hard work at all.