The Setting Sun Sinks

The ultimate goal in life: house, car, job, freedom. Wang Xu rubbed his chin, sat upright, and thought for a long time: A rental house is considered a house, a small e-mule is considered a car, and working is considered a job. That freedom... It's been there since the day I ran away from home. Finally, Wang Xu solemnly concluded: Well, life is complete. —— Five years ago, Wang Xu signed a divorce letter and escaped from the family that had trapped him for thirteen years. Five years later, Wang Xu was picking up trash on the beach and found a boy who had run away from home like him. But the price of taking in a person is: the water bill is doubled, the food bill is doubled, at least the landlord didn't find this guy, and the rent hasn't doubled yet. Wang Xu looked at his hole-in-the-wall wallet and saw that the money he had spent on his money was a little thin. Wanting to live happily ever after, Wang Xu found Bai Sisong. "It doesn't matter if you don't have an ID card. I have experience in working illegally. Come and let me help you get rich with your own hands." On the first day of illegal work, Bai Sisong looked at Wang Xu, who was dressed as a woman, and fell into deep thought. Bai Sisong asked expressionlessly: "Is there a more decent job?" Wang Xu was puzzled: "Isn't this very shameful?" If you want to pursue dignity, well, Wang Xu has PlanB. After dinner, when Wang Xu's alarm rang, Bai Sisong was hurriedly pulled out the door. Crossing the threshold, Bai Sisong's left eyelid twitched, as expected. A lint-free broom was thrown into Bai Sisong's hand. Wang Xu in front of him smiled and said, "Come, pick up the trash with me." Bai Sisong: "..." What kind of decency is this? "Isn't it still meeting your requirements?" Wang Xu rubbed his chin and thought for a while. "Oh!" "I still have PlanC!" Before he ran away from home, Bai Sisong was the only son held in the palm of the Bai family's hands. He was sitting on a huge fortune, but he had never seen a happy life or done anything dirty. But now there are only two options before him. One, follow Wang Xu to do some strange and strange black jobs. Two, pick up trash. Bai Sisong was dismissive at first. Later be like: Oh, pick up trash, I guarantee you are an angel. I don't know how long he had been picking up garbage, but Bai Sisong discovered something that only he didn't know. Wait a minute, you mean, the waiter who disguises himself as a woman in the restaurant, the cleaner who goes to pick up trash every day, the enthusiastic person who helps the old lady cross the road, that Wang Xu named Wang Xu. Not only is he a member of a band, but he is also good at six instruments. At his peak, he was an entire band by himself? Well, Bai Sisong gradually changed his mind, but he didn't understand. If you are good-looking, capable, and even know some music, why should you hang out in the market, work here and there, and just get by if you don't go out to do something big? Wang Xu smiled when he found out and just asked lightly: "The stars, the sea and the vast sky." "How do you choose?" —— A desolate young man who ran away from home with no money or life × "beach sanitation worker" and lead singer of the band Bai Sisong×Wang Xu Intention: Forgive me for my unruly indulgence and love of freedom in this life