The spring breeze is not always gentle. The one you encounter on the 30th floor has a much worse temper than the one you encounter on the first floor.
The wind was blowing fiercely on the top floor of the 30th floor of the Municipal Building.
A young man was lying on the tilted guardrail with one leg extended out of the building. His foot was hanging in the air, swaying in the wind.
He twisted his neck to look at the man behind him. His face did not have the dejection and despair of a dying man, but rather anger.
"You Shulang, are you satisfied seeing me like this?!"
You Shulang, who had just arrived, was a little out of breath. He confirmed his identity to the firefighters on the scene, then walked in front of the group and stopped about three meters away from Zhang Chen.
You Shulang ignored Zhang Chen's anger and confirmed the safety index of his climbing posture. The railing on the cement platform was tilted outward, so unless you were determined to die, it would not be easy to die.
After confirming this, You Shulang's tense nerves relaxed. He found a fence that was not too far from Zhang Chen and leaned his heavy body against it.
He shook a cigarette out of the cigarette box, put it in his mouth, lit it with his back to the wind, and then said: "If you have anything to say, come down and we can talk."
Zhang Chen sneered: "I want to have a good talk with you, but you answered the phone. Do you know how many times I called you in the past few days?!"
In just a few days, You Shulang had lost a lot of weight. His cheeks were narrow, his jaw was sharp, and his expression was indifferent, just like the smoke he exhaled, which was hard to grasp and seemed to dissipate in a moment.
With the wind, his tone was also indifferent: "What benefit did Fan Xiao give you? It's worth your life."
Zhang Chen sneered: "What benefits? Aren't the benefits I can get all decided by you? You Shulang, I really can't figure it out, do you hate Fan Xiao, or are you simply jealous of me?"
The cigarette ash dispersed with the wind, but You Shulang still knocked his head out of habit: "Zhang Chen, there are so many police and firefighters waiting for you here, so forget about this kind of opening remarks."
He raised his thin eyelids and said, "Tell me clearly and concisely, what should I do to satisfy you?"
Zhang Chen was indeed waiting for this sentence. He smacked his lips and felt that something was not right.
He had prepared a lot of groundwork but it was all in vain, and You Shulang shouldn't have been so aggressive and decisive.
"I..." Zhang Chen's heart was set, "Don't you understand my thoughts? It will be boring if I talk about it."
You Shulang's face showed a slight fatigue. He hooked his finger holding the cigarette and said, "Even close brothers should settle accounts clearly. Besides, we are not close relatives. Tell me clearly, what do I need to do to satisfy you?"
Zhang Chen choked up. He glanced at the rescue workers around him and said hesitantly, "I need to keep my current job."
"Hmm," You Shulang exhaled a puff of smoke, and the white smoke quickly dissipated, unable to cover his dim eyes, "You want me to go back to Fan Xiao, help you win him over, let him take out his assets and let you invest, and by the way, let you make a lot of money. Is that right?"
A self-deprecating smile slowly spread across You Shulang's face: "Zhang Chen, I don't have that much ability. This is just a game that Fan Xiao played when he was bored. I am a toy, and you are just a prop in the game."
"Do you know why he is still interested in this game?" The cigarette butt had clear teeth marks from being bitten, "Because he wasn't the first to press the end button."
After taking off his cigarette, You Shulang looked at Zhang Chen: "Do you know how he is going to continue the game? He is going to find my weak spot."
After a moment of silence, You Shulang said slowly: "Xiao Chen, you are my only weakness in this world."
The sky was not clear, but dark, and the vastness spreading out from behind seemed to be about to swallow up You Shulang's lonely figure.
And in that loneliness, at this moment, a star-like expectation slowly emerged: "Xiao Chen, don't you always dislike the cold here? Will you leave this city with me?"
"Brother, please."
The gust of wind made You Shulang's voice tremble, and when it reached Zhang Chen's ears, it was like a stone thrown into a quiet lake, causing huge ripples.
The red corners of You Shulang's eyes were surprisingly clear in the dark sky. Zhang Chen's hands holding the railing trembled slightly, his lips turned pale, and after a long while, he uttered a hoarse voice from his throat: "Brother..."
When had this powerful man ever humbly asked for help from others? Not even when he was a teenager.
Children from poor families naturally grow up early. You Shulang was mature at a young age. He was always thoughtful and well-planned. He rarely lost when confronting others. When he was in high school, he was bullied. Because of his overly strong personality, he angered the school bullies. He was blocked in a remote alley by seven or eight people and was beaten to a bloody pulp, but he never begged for mercy.
When Zhang Chen was 11 years old, You Shulang was 14 years old. That winter, the rental house was suddenly reclaimed, and the family was forced to live on the streets. It was almost Chinese New Year, and the red lights reflected the snow, but Zhang Chen just felt cold. He held his bag and followed You Shulang, crying and saying, "Brother, it's too cold here, I want to go to a place where there is no winter."
Everyone thought that You Shulang would ask Zhang Chen's cheap father for help. After all, he was the only person who could be related to their family.
But You Shulang would rather work in a dumpling restaurant, helping people roll dumpling skins, rolling until his wrists were so tired that he couldn't lift them, and earn some money. He then arranged for Zhang Chen and Zhang's mother to stay in the most rudimentary hotel, and did not ask for help from Wei Linming, who was always willing to give Zhang Chen some money and was rumored to have bullied Zhang's mother.
But now...