Chapter 4
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There was a dead end in front of him. Fu Zhen supported the wall and half bent over to breathe. After a long time, his heart gradually returned to normal. He stood up, leaned his back against the wall, and looked up at the cold moon in the night sky.
The moon seems to be covered with a layer of yellow tulle, with light blue fine lines, like the glass marbles he played as a child.
He thought of Fu ting that he had just seen. His expression was the same as in his dream. He hated himself and hated himself. If he had not shared the same blood with him, he might have died under Fu Ting's car.
No, the blood relationship between him and Fu Ting is not so close. Their mother is not the same person. Perhaps, in Fu Ting's heart, it was a long time ago that he hated his own. It was just the arrival of Tang Duan that gave him a reason to show it.
Fu Zhen didn't want to guess Fu ting with such deep malice, but he couldn't think of anything else except this reason.
Fu Zhen wanted to cry, but the corners of his eyes were dry and could not exude tears. He took the mobile phone out of his trouser pocket, unlocked it, opened the album and opened the last photo.
This photo was secretly taken five years ago when the three members of their family went to the South China Sea for a tour. It is also the only one that Fu Zhen downloaded from the Internet after being expelled from the Fu family.
Now we can't find a group photo of the three of them on the Internet. The information about the young master of the Fu family has been deleted completely. The graduation work he once shot was completely silent before it was released and could not make any sound at all.
In fact, he often met in his dream just now.
So, it's just that I've gone through the dream again. It's nothing. When it's morning, everything will be OK.
Fu Zhen clicks delete on the screen.
Are you sure you want to delete this photo from this album?
Delete
OK, we'll be a complete stranger in the future.
Hope not to meet again.
I wish you a bright future and all you wish.
I wish myself a long life and a happy birthday.
After a long time, Fu Zhen came out of the Hutong, and there was no figure of Fu ting in the street. The silence was restored here. He breathed a sigh of relief and limped toward the direction of the shuttle bus.
Under the dim yellow light, his shadow is gradually lengthened. The whistle sounds far and near. The north wind blows the roadside trees and makes a series of whimpers. The branches are shaking in the wind, like a wild beast with teeth and claws. They are catching people who haven't come home late at night.
Because he was in a hurry from the bar, Fu Zhen didn't have time to change his clothes. He only wore a pair of thin trousers on his legs. His legs were hurt by the wind. But now his endurance is much stronger than before. He can't move any more and cry like a child.
The road in front of me was flat and wide, with a few small stones scattered on it. The black and white kitten rushed out of the grass on one side and ran to the other side of the road.
Fu Zhen's sight followed the cat and flew far away. He gradually understood that the road of life still had to go by himself.
The shuttle bus was parked on the abandoned lawn behind the bath, like a hibernating frog. Fu Zhen entered the frog's stomach, and then with the light of his mobile phone, he sat down in the last row of seats, his head against the window, and he began to sleep with his eyes closed.
After a while, more and more people were on the bus. The driver coughed, drank a glass of water and spirited himself. Then the passengers of the bus started their night journey in this huge and quiet city.
Fu Zhen was woken up by the sound of video playing by young people in the front seat. He opened his eyes in a daze, looked at the screen of his mobile phone, and then turned his head to look out of the window.
The window was covered with a thin layer of fog. Fu Zhen reached out to draw something on the bed, but when his fingertips touched the cold glass, his mind was blank.
He covered the window with his whole hand, wiping out a notebook sized area through which Fu Zhen cast his eyes outside the car.
The sky drifted down with fine snow. Under the dim yellow street lamps, it looked like a group of fireflies playing. The ground was covered with a thin layer of white. After the vehicle passed, two black tire marks were left.
It was early morning when I returned to the rental room. My roommates were all sleeping. Fu Zhen lowered the volume of his voice as low as possible and crept back to his cabin.
Fu Zhen took off his uniform and sat on the bed. At this time, he was conscious and did not feel sleepy at all. Judging from today's situation, most of the bars may not be able to open. Even if it can be opened again, he should not go again.
He must have been calculated this evening, but since he entered the bar, he only drank a glass of water, which was given to him by the foreman. Why did the foreman put that medicine in his water?
Fu Zhen can't understand, that secret place still has silk ache, he turned over a body to lie on the bed, have no reason to think of that with him once the man of spring breeze.It was the sun he had not seen in his dark, damp nest for a long time.
The bathroom here is shared. In the east of the living room, if he goes to take a bath now, he will certainly disturb the rest of the rest in the house. Fu Zhen can only go out with a washbasin, draw some water, and wipe his body in his room. After that, it will be almost two o'clock in the morning. He put the water basin under the bed.
this evening, Fu Zhen again Dream, but this time he saw in the dream not those gloomy past, but the man standing on the bus some cold.
The next morning, the golden sun burst into Fu Zhen's room through the crack of the old curtain. Fu Zhen woke up from his sleep and touched his chest. The sweet smell he felt in his dream still remains in his heart.
Fu Zhen thought that he might like the man he met yesterday.
Fu Zhen didn't know what kind of feeling it was to like someone. He just vaguely remembered the sweet taste in his dream, which was like eating a big white rabbit's milk candy. He could not help but smile when he thought of these Fu Zhen's faces.
But for him now, it may be a very sad thing.
He found out too late, even did not know each other's name, this secret love is doomed to produce no results.
Fu Zhen took a breath and began to cheer up. He had to find a new job for himself.
Fu Zhen's salary is not high, and he can bear hardships and is not lazy. He can be regarded as the perfect employee in the eyes of the boss. Unfortunately, few people are willing to hire a lame person.
On the way back from the construction site, Fu Zhen paid special attention to the small advertisements posted on the electric poles around him. Later, his eyes fell on a flyer recruitment. The requirement was to put on dolls and put them in front of the school gate to distribute leaflets to the students. The working hours were from 5:00 to 7:00 in the evening. It was 20 yuan an hour and provided dinner. For Fu Zhen, it was a very good salary Work.
A few days later, Jiang Hengshu once again came to the outside of the bar. Now the bar has been closed, and all the people involved have been arrested back to the police station.
When Jiang Hengshu woke up that day, it was already noon the next day. His messy clothes and various traces on his body showed him how fierce the fight had been last night, but now he is the only one left in the room.
Wang Tong followed Jiang Hengshu. He didn't understand Jiang Hengshu's behavior today. He asked him, "boss, why are you here again?"
Jiang Hengshu raised his head, looked at the third floor of the bar and replied, "looking for someone."
"Who is it?"
"Little Mermaid."
Wang Tong showed a trace of doubt in his eyes and asked, "why is it called a little mermaid?"
Jiang Hengshu was silent for a moment, took a deep breath of his cigarette in his hand and said to him, "because as soon as I wake up, he runs away."
Wang Tong tut a, to Jiang Hengshu appraisal way: "you also quite young girl heart."
Jiang Hengshu pursed his lips and did not speak.
Wang Tong always felt that Jiang Hengshu was a little strange today. He raised his hand and touched Jiang Hengshu's arm with his elbow and asked him, "what's the matter? One day in love? "
Jiang Hengshu couldn't tell what kind of feelings he felt for the little mermaid. He couldn't even remember what he looked like. He just thought of him and felt that his heart was filled with endless sadness.
Wang Tong put out a pair of gossip face, to Jiang Hengshu said: "you had a man or a woman that day?"
Jiang Hengshu didn't have much impression on the memory of that day, but when he woke up, he saw a little dark blood on the pink sheet. Maybe he was a woman. He didn't speak.
Wang Tong sighed. Their eldest brother will not miss spring, right? But the bar has been closed down now, and the staff have also found new jobs. He patted Jiang Hengshu on the shoulder: "boss, I think your little mermaid should not come, have you checked the monitoring?"
Jiang Hengshu didn't speak. Most of the monitoring on the second and third floors of the bar was broken. He couldn't find him and another person. He threw his cigarette butt into the garbage can and turned to the bus. Wang Tong quickly followed him and asked him, "boss, what are you going to do next?"
Jiang Hengshu: "moving bricks."
Wang Tong, as a qualified cheerleader, gave Jiang Hengshu a thumbs up and exclaimed, "your cattle force is blowing more and more powerful."
Run the train with your mouth full!
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There was a dead end in front of him. Fu Zhen supported the wall and half bent over to breathe. After a long time, his heart gradually returned to normal. He stood up, leaned his back against the wall, and looked up at the cold moon in the night sky.
The moon seems to be covered with a layer of yellow tulle, with light blue fine lines, like the glass marbles he played as a child.
He thought of Fu ting that he had just seen. His expression was the same as in his dream. He hated himself and hated himself. If he had not shared the same blood with him, he might have died under Fu Ting's car.
No, the blood relationship between him and Fu Ting is not so close. Their mother is not the same person. Perhaps, in Fu Ting's heart, it was a long time ago that he hated his own. It was just the arrival of Tang Duan that gave him a reason to show it.
Fu Zhen didn't want to guess Fu ting with such deep malice, but he couldn't think of anything else except this reason.
Fu Zhen wanted to cry, but the corners of his eyes were dry and could not exude tears. He took the mobile phone out of his trouser pocket, unlocked it, opened the album and opened the last photo.
This photo was secretly taken five years ago when the three members of their family went to the South China Sea for a tour. It is also the only one that Fu Zhen downloaded from the Internet after being expelled from the Fu family.
Now we can't find a group photo of the three of them on the Internet. The information about the young master of the Fu family has been deleted completely. The graduation work he once shot was completely silent before it was released and could not make any sound at all.
In fact, he often met in his dream just now.
So, it's just that I've gone through the dream again. It's nothing. When it's morning, everything will be OK.
Fu Zhen clicks delete on the screen.
Are you sure you want to delete this photo from this album?
Delete
OK, we'll be a complete stranger in the future.
Hope not to meet again.
I wish you a bright future and all you wish.
I wish myself a long life and a happy birthday.
After a long time, Fu Zhen came out of the Hutong, and there was no figure of Fu ting in the street. The silence was restored here. He breathed a sigh of relief and limped toward the direction of the shuttle bus.
Under the dim yellow light, his shadow is gradually lengthened. The whistle sounds far and near. The north wind blows the roadside trees and makes a series of whimpers. The branches are shaking in the wind, like a wild beast with teeth and claws. They are catching people who haven't come home late at night.
Because he was in a hurry from the bar, Fu Zhen didn't have time to change his clothes. He only wore a pair of thin trousers on his legs. His legs were hurt by the wind. But now his endurance is much stronger than before. He can't move any more and cry like a child.
The road in front of me was flat and wide, with a few small stones scattered on it. The black and white kitten rushed out of the grass on one side and ran to the other side of the road.
Fu Zhen's sight followed the cat and flew far away. He gradually understood that the road of life still had to go by himself.
The shuttle bus was parked on the abandoned lawn behind the bath, like a hibernating frog. Fu Zhen entered the frog's stomach, and then with the light of his mobile phone, he sat down in the last row of seats, his head against the window, and he began to sleep with his eyes closed.
After a while, more and more people were on the bus. The driver coughed, drank a glass of water and spirited himself. Then the passengers of the bus started their night journey in this huge and quiet city.
Fu Zhen was woken up by the sound of video playing by young people in the front seat. He opened his eyes in a daze, looked at the screen of his mobile phone, and then turned his head to look out of the window.
The window was covered with a thin layer of fog. Fu Zhen reached out to draw something on the bed, but when his fingertips touched the cold glass, his mind was blank.
He covered the window with his whole hand, wiping out a notebook sized area through which Fu Zhen cast his eyes outside the car.
The sky drifted down with fine snow. Under the dim yellow street lamps, it looked like a group of fireflies playing. The ground was covered with a thin layer of white. After the vehicle passed, two black tire marks were left.
It was early morning when I returned to the rental room. My roommates were all sleeping. Fu Zhen lowered the volume of his voice as low as possible and crept back to his cabin.
Fu Zhen took off his uniform and sat on the bed. At this time, he was conscious and did not feel sleepy at all. Judging from today's situation, most of the bars may not be able to open. Even if it can be opened again, he should not go again.
He must have been calculated this evening, but since he entered the bar, he only drank a glass of water, which was given to him by the foreman. Why did the foreman put that medicine in his water?
Fu Zhen can't understand, that secret place still has silk ache, he turned over a body to lie on the bed, have no reason to think of that with him once the man of spring breeze.It was the sun he had not seen in his dark, damp nest for a long time.
The bathroom here is shared. In the east of the living room, if he goes to take a bath now, he will certainly disturb the rest of the rest in the house. Fu Zhen can only go out with a washbasin, draw some water, and wipe his body in his room. After that, it will be almost two o'clock in the morning. He put the water basin under the bed.
this evening, Fu Zhen again Dream, but this time he saw in the dream not those gloomy past, but the man standing on the bus some cold.
The next morning, the golden sun burst into Fu Zhen's room through the crack of the old curtain. Fu Zhen woke up from his sleep and touched his chest. The sweet smell he felt in his dream still remains in his heart.
Fu Zhen thought that he might like the man he met yesterday.
Fu Zhen didn't know what kind of feeling it was to like someone. He just vaguely remembered the sweet taste in his dream, which was like eating a big white rabbit's milk candy. He could not help but smile when he thought of these Fu Zhen's faces.
But for him now, it may be a very sad thing.
He found out too late, even did not know each other's name, this secret love is doomed to produce no results.
Fu Zhen took a breath and began to cheer up. He had to find a new job for himself.
Fu Zhen's salary is not high, and he can bear hardships and is not lazy. He can be regarded as the perfect employee in the eyes of the boss. Unfortunately, few people are willing to hire a lame person.
On the way back from the construction site, Fu Zhen paid special attention to the small advertisements posted on the electric poles around him. Later, his eyes fell on a flyer recruitment. The requirement was to put on dolls and put them in front of the school gate to distribute leaflets to the students. The working hours were from 5:00 to 7:00 in the evening. It was 20 yuan an hour and provided dinner. For Fu Zhen, it was a very good salary Work.
A few days later, Jiang Hengshu once again came to the outside of the bar. Now the bar has been closed, and all the people involved have been arrested back to the police station.
When Jiang Hengshu woke up that day, it was already noon the next day. His messy clothes and various traces on his body showed him how fierce the fight had been last night, but now he is the only one left in the room.
Wang Tong followed Jiang Hengshu. He didn't understand Jiang Hengshu's behavior today. He asked him, "boss, why are you here again?"
Jiang Hengshu raised his head, looked at the third floor of the bar and replied, "looking for someone."
"Who is it?"
"Little Mermaid."
Wang Tong showed a trace of doubt in his eyes and asked, "why is it called a little mermaid?"
Jiang Hengshu was silent for a moment, took a deep breath of his cigarette in his hand and said to him, "because as soon as I wake up, he runs away."
Wang Tong tut a, to Jiang Hengshu appraisal way: "you also quite young girl heart."
Jiang Hengshu pursed his lips and did not speak.
Wang Tong always felt that Jiang Hengshu was a little strange today. He raised his hand and touched Jiang Hengshu's arm with his elbow and asked him, "what's the matter? One day in love? "
Jiang Hengshu couldn't tell what kind of feelings he felt for the little mermaid. He couldn't even remember what he looked like. He just thought of him and felt that his heart was filled with endless sadness.
Wang Tong put out a pair of gossip face, to Jiang Hengshu said: "you had a man or a woman that day?"
Jiang Hengshu didn't have much impression on the memory of that day, but when he woke up, he saw a little dark blood on the pink sheet. Maybe he was a woman. He didn't speak.
Wang Tong sighed. Their eldest brother will not miss spring, right? But the bar has been closed down now, and the staff have also found new jobs. He patted Jiang Hengshu on the shoulder: "boss, I think your little mermaid should not come, have you checked the monitoring?"
Jiang Hengshu didn't speak. Most of the monitoring on the second and third floors of the bar was broken. He couldn't find him and another person. He threw his cigarette butt into the garbage can and turned to the bus. Wang Tong quickly followed him and asked him, "boss, what are you going to do next?"
Jiang Hengshu: "moving bricks."
Wang Tong, as a qualified cheerleader, gave Jiang Hengshu a thumbs up and exclaimed, "your cattle force is blowing more and more powerful."
Run the train with your mouth full!
There was a dead end in front of him. Fu Zhen supported the wall and half bent over to breathe. After a long time, his heart gradually returned to normal. He stood up, leaned his back against the wall, and looked up at the cold moon in the night sky. The moon seems to be covered with a layer of yellow tulle, with light blue fine lines, like the glass marbles he played as a child. He thought of Fu ting that he had just seen. His expression was the same as in his dream. He hated himself and hated himself. If he had not shared the same blood with him, he might have died under Fu Ting's car. No, the blood relationship between him and Fu Ting is not so close. Their mother is not the same person. Perhaps, in Fu Ting's heart, it was a long time ago that he hated his own. It was just the arrival of Tang Duan that gave him a reason to show it. Fu Zhen didn't want to guess Fu ting with such deep malice, but he couldn't think of anything else except this reason. Fu Zhen wanted to cry, but the corners of his eyes were dry and could not exude tears. He took the mobile phone out of his trouser pocket, unlocked it, opened the album and opened the last photo. This photo was secretly taken five years ago when the three members of their family went to the South China Sea for a tour. It is also the only one that Fu Zhen downloaded from the Internet after being expelled from the Fu family. Now we can't find a group photo of the three of them on the Internet. The information about the young master of the Fu family has been deleted completely. The graduation work he once shot was completely silent before it was released and could not make any sound at all. In fact, he often met in his dream just now. So, it's just that I've gone through the dream again. It's nothing. When it's morning, everything will be OK. Fu Zhen clicks delete on the screen. Are you sure you want to delete this photo from this album? Delete OK, we'll be a complete stranger in the future. Hope not to meet again. I wish you a bright future and all you wish. I wish myself a long life and a happy birthday. After a long time, Fu Zhen came out of the Hutong, and there was no figure of Fu ting in the street. The silence was restored here. He breathed a sigh of relief and limped toward the direction of the shuttle bus. Under the dim yellow light, his shadow is gradually lengthened. The whistle sounds far and near. The north wind blows the roadside trees and makes a series of whimpers. The branches are shaking in the wind, like a wild beast with teeth and claws. They are catching people who haven't come home late at night. Because he was in a hurry from the bar, Fu Zhen didn't have time to change his clothes. He only wore a pair of thin trousers on his legs. His legs were hurt by the wind. But now his endurance is much stronger than before. He can't move any more and cry like a child. The road in front of me was flat and wide, with a few small stones scattered on it. The black and white kitten rushed out of the grass on one side and ran to the other side of the road. Fu Zhen's sight followed the cat and flew far away. He gradually understood that the road of life still had to go by himself. The shuttle bus was parked on the abandoned lawn behind the bath, like a hibernating frog. Fu Zhen entered the frog's stomach, and then with the light of his mobile phone, he sat down in the last row of seats, his head against the window, and he began to sleep with his eyes closed. After a while, more and more people were on the bus. The driver coughed, drank a glass of water and spirited himself. Then the passengers of the bus started their night journey in this huge and quiet city. Fu Zhen was woken up by the sound of video playing by young people in the front seat. He opened his eyes in a daze, looked at the screen of his mobile phone, and then turned his head to look out of the window. The window was covered with a thin layer of fog. Fu Zhen reached out to draw something on the bed, but when his fingertips touched the cold glass, his mind was blank. He covered the window with his whole hand, wiping out a notebook sized area through which Fu Zhen cast his eyes outside the car. The sky drifted down with fine snow. Under the dim yellow street lamps, it looked like a group of fireflies playing. The ground was covered with a thin layer of white. After the vehicle passed, two black tire marks were left. It was early morning when I returned to the rental room. My roommates were all sleeping. Fu Zhen lowered the volume of his voice as low as possible and crept back to his cabin. Fu Zhen took off his uniform and sat on the bed. At this time, he was conscious and did not feel sleepy at all. Judging from today's situation, most of the bars may not be able to open. Even if it can be opened again, he should not go again. He must have been calculated this evening, but since he entered the bar, he only drank a glass of water, which was given to him by the foreman. Why did the foreman put that medicine in his water? Fu Zhen can't understand, that secret place still has silk ache, he turned over a body to lie on the bed, have no reason to think of that with him once the man of spring breeze.It was the sun he had not seen in his dark, damp nest for a long time. The bathroom here is shared. In the east of the living room, if he goes to take a bath now, he will certainly disturb the rest of the rest in the house. Fu Zhen can only go out with a washbasin, draw some water, and wipe his body in his room. After that, it will be almost two o'clock in the morning. He put the water basin under the bed. this evening, Fu Zhen again Dream, but this time he saw in the dream not those gloomy past, but the man standing on the bus some cold. The next morning, the golden sun burst into Fu Zhen's room through the crack of the old curtain. Fu Zhen woke up from his sleep and touched his chest. The sweet smell he felt in his dream still remains in his heart. Fu Zhen thought that he might like the man he met yesterday. Fu Zhen didn't know what kind of feeling it was to like someone. He just vaguely remembered the sweet taste in his dream, which was like eating a big white rabbit's milk candy. He could not help but smile when he thought of these Fu Zhen's faces. But for him now, it may be a very sad thing. He found out too late, even did not know each other's name, this secret love is doomed to produce no results. Fu Zhen took a breath and began to cheer up. He had to find a new job for himself. Fu Zhen's salary is not high, and he can bear hardships and is not lazy. He can be regarded as the perfect employee in the eyes of the boss. Unfortunately, few people are willing to hire a lame person. On the way back from the construction site, Fu Zhen paid special attention to the small advertisements posted on the electric poles around him. Later, his eyes fell on a flyer recruitment. The requirement was to put on dolls and put them in front of the school gate to distribute leaflets to the students. The working hours were from 5:00 to 7:00 in the evening. It was 20 yuan an hour and provided dinner. For Fu Zhen, it was a very good salary Work. A few days later, Jiang Hengshu once again came to the outside of the bar. Now the bar has been closed, and all the people involved have been arrested back to the police station. When Jiang Hengshu woke up that day, it was already noon the next day. His messy clothes and various traces on his body showed him how fierce the fight had been last night, but now he is the only one left in the room. Wang Tong followed Jiang Hengshu. He didn't understand Jiang Hengshu's behavior today. He asked him, "boss, why are you here again?" Jiang Hengshu raised his head, looked at the third floor of the bar and replied, "looking for someone." "Who is it?" "Little Mermaid." Wang Tong showed a trace of doubt in his eyes and asked, "why is it called a little mermaid?" Jiang Hengshu was silent for a moment, took a deep breath of his cigarette in his hand and said to him, "because as soon as I wake up, he runs away." Wang Tong tut a, to Jiang Hengshu appraisal way: "you also quite young girl heart." Jiang Hengshu pursed his lips and did not speak. Wang Tong always felt that Jiang Hengshu was a little strange today. He raised his hand and touched Jiang Hengshu's arm with his elbow and asked him, "what's the matter? One day in love? " Jiang Hengshu couldn't tell what kind of feelings he felt for the little mermaid. He couldn't even remember what he looked like. He just thought of him and felt that his heart was filled with endless sadness. Wang Tong put out a pair of gossip face, to Jiang Hengshu said: "you had a man or a woman that day?" Jiang Hengshu didn't have much impression on the memory of that day, but when he woke up, he saw a little dark blood on the pink sheet. Maybe he was a woman. He didn't speak. Wang Tong sighed. Their eldest brother will not miss spring, right? But the bar has been closed down now, and the staff have also found new jobs. He patted Jiang Hengshu on the shoulder: "boss, I think your little mermaid should not come, have you checked the monitoring?" Jiang Hengshu didn't speak. Most of the monitoring on the second and third floors of the bar was broken. He couldn't find him and another person. He threw his cigarette butt into the garbage can and turned to the bus. Wang Tong quickly followed him and asked him, "boss, what are you going to do next?" Jiang Hengshu: "moving bricks." Wang Tong, as a qualified cheerleader, gave Jiang Hengshu a thumbs up and exclaimed, "your cattle force is blowing more and more powerful." Run the train with your mouth full!
