My Best Wife

Chapter 891 Bi Luochun (3)

After finishing Bi Luochun, Fang Zhiqiang drove the car again, found a restaurant, and ordered some dishes for Bi Luochun. He guessed that Bi Luochun must have eaten nothing at the police station. As for it, he didn't know anymore, he was hungry for several meals. He was too lazy to ask Bi Luochun what he wanted to eat, so he ordered a few dishes according to his previous taste.

Sure enough, Bi Luochun began to fidget when he entered the restaurant. When the dishes came up, his eyes lit up and he swallowed involuntarily. Fang Zhiqiang looked sour and didn't know why he was sour. He pushed the vegetables in front of him without saying a word. Bi Luochun couldn't take care of anything at once, grabbing the chopsticks and couldn't wait to eat.

Fang Zhiqiang didn't have any appetite. He lit a cigarette and sat next to him. He watched Bi Luochun gobbled it up. He couldn't help but say: "Slow down, I won't fight you, you eat yourself."

"How long have you not eaten? How did you make it like this?" Fang Zhiqiang really couldn't figure it out. Bi Luochun's money is simply the biggest legend. I don't know how I got rich overnight, I don't know. Why did he suddenly fall down and fall like this? His wealth seemed to be a balloon bubble, coming and going lightly, leaving nothing, but taking away the most precious things they used to be.

Bi Luochun paused, and said nothing, big tears falling into the bowl in front of him.

Fang Zhiqiang couldn't stand it. Don't go too far to smoke. I feel that today's cigarettes are choking more than ever before, and his eyes are sour and he wants to cry.

When Bi Luochun finally finished eating, the whole person also had some energy. Fang Zhiqiang asked him: "Are you full?" Bi Luochun nodded without saying a word.

"Then what are you going to do later?" Fang Zhiqiang asked. He helped Bi Luochun once, and it was the last time. It was the real benevolence and righteousness. The two of them had already been severed. He no longer had the obligation to help Bi Luochun.

"I'll go to my friend later..." Bi Luochun whispered.

"What kind of friend?" Fang Zhiqiang couldn't help but ask, "Is it reliable?" He didn't believe that Bi Luochun had any other friends to rely on. Let alone he is a friend of fox and dog who spends his time eating and drinking, the simplest. If there was one, Bi Luochun would not be able to let Liu Suo call him.

But after asking, he felt that he owed: Why did you ask so much? Is it related to yourself? Isn't Bi Luochun just a stranger to himself?

Bi Luochun's eyes darkened immediately, but Fang Zhiqiang didn't notice either. He only heard him say: "It's still possible."

"That's OK, then you have the best place to settle down. Let's just stop here. Where your friend lives, I'll take you there."

"No need." Bi Luochun's eyes flashed a little panic, "He lives not far from here, I can just go by myself."

Fang Zhiqiang really didn't want to take care of Bi Luochun's affairs anymore, so he didn't delve into it further, "Let's do it, then I'll go back first." He didn't even say such things as contacting him again. What if he contacted him again? It is estimated that Bi Luochun did not expect that he would be like this, but with Bi Luochun's self-esteem, it is estimated that he would not want to see him.

Fang Zhiqiang thought for a while and took out all the cash from his wallet. It looked like more than two thousand. He didn't count it. He directly handed it all to Bi Luochun: "You can take the money." He knew better than anyone else that Bi Luochun was penniless, how could he live without money these years?

"I don't want it, Qiangzi, I really don't need it. You came to help me today. I already thank you very much. I really don't need it..." Bi Luochun said incoherently, and quickly pushed the money back.

Fang Zhiqiang suddenly felt an unknown fire in his heart, and at that time he broke out: "Bi Luochun, do you look like an old man! What are you doing? Can you just hold it for you? How can I have so much time to talk nonsense with you? "After talking, he forced the money into Bi Luochun's pocket.

Bi Luochun was really embarrassed: "The strong son...I...I'm sorry..."

"Okay, I'm leaving for nothing, you take care of yourself." Fang Zhiqiang said, getting up and leaving.

"Qianzi, wait!" Bi Luochun hurriedly stopped him again.

Fang Zhiqiang stopped and didn't look back: "What's the matter?"

"Um... I want to ask... Yanzi recently... how is she doing now..." Bi Luochun's voice became smaller and smaller, and his head buried deeper and deeper.

In fact, Fang Zhiqiang should have thought, how could Bi Luochun not ask Liu Yan, if he didn't mention a word, it would be called lack of conscience.

"She is doing well now, are you looking for her?" Fang Zhiqiang took a deep breath and asked Bi Luochun.

He didn't mean to sarcasm or intimidate Bi Luochun. He just looked at Bi Luochun's desolation, if he was completely cruel, he couldn't do it; and these days, he also saw Liu Yan live alone. Not happy, he knew that Liu Yan would say that Bi Luochun should be put down completely. It is estimated that it would be impossible for every ten or eight years, so he just asked such a question.

As if frightened, Bi Luochun waved his hand quickly: "No, I will never go to her. I know I am sorry for her. What I did before was nothing human... It really hurts her heart. Just listen to you. Just say that she had a good time." He forced a smile at the corner of his mouth: "It's okay, Qiangzi, you can go back first. Thank you..."

In the past, when two people directly asked for money, no matter what time or occasion, no matter what it was, they would definitely call each other to inform them. At that time, they didn't know what the word thank you was like. But now Bi Luochun is thanking one by one. It is so humble and polite. Fang Zhiqiang's head image in his heart was severely stabbed, unable to say anything, and walked out of the hotel.

Fang Zhiqiang sat in the car for a long time, feeling confused as to what he was thinking, and finally found that he was still worried about Bi Luochun.

"It's not promising!" He thumped the steering wheel severely, not knowing whether he was talking about himself or Bi Luochun. But he got out of the car and ran back to the restaurant just now to find Bi Luochun.

"The gentleman just now? He has left, and we don't know where he went." The waiter asked Fang Zhiqiang anxiously about the whereabouts of Bi Luochun when he was returning, and answered in surprise. Their business is pretty good. People come and go, and it's really hard to find out which direction Bi Luochun left when he left.

But now, he doesn't even have Bi Luochun's cell phone number, and Bi Luochun doesn't know where his cell phone is, and he can't find it. And at this time, it was raining slowly in the dark sky.