The house is money, the story is life

When Xu Zhengran woke up, he found that he was lying on the stone slab in front of his house, the evening breeze was blowing on his face, it was cool, but the slate slab under his body still had the temperature of the day.Feeling the residual heat seeping through his clothes, he stared blankly at the red sky, feeling his brain was empty and unable to think of anything for a moment; just as he was about to turn over, he suddenly felt something fall from his body and bowed his head. Look, it's a ball of paper.

He picked up the ball of paper and unfolded it, and found that it was a taxi invoice with the word Zhou written on it; there was still a pile of paper in the invoice, and when he unfolded it, he found that it was a boat stacked with lottery tickets.

Xu Zheng fell silent.The restarted brain finally reloaded the save file, he pursed his lips, blinked desperately, turned the boat upside down, swung it again and again, none of the petals inside fell out.

Xu Zhengran cursed, squatted on the ground holding the boat, and after a while, his shoulders trembled slightly.

In a blink of an eye, a few days passed.

Whenever he thinks of Shi Gunqiu, Xu Zhengran always feels as if he has passed away, and sometimes even doubts whether that guy really existed.He appeared too suddenly, disappeared even more suddenly, with no origin or purpose, and even few traces left—no one paid attention to him, no one remembered him, and the owner of the part-time restaurant only had a rough impression of him as a "handsome guy" That's all, as for the senior sister, she forgot all about it: Xu Zhengran sent Lu Yaozhi a WeChat message the night he returned home, and learned that the other party had just woken up from a nap and was having dinner in the dormitory.She has no memory of helping her find a comb, she just remembers meeting her in the afternoon, as for Shi Gunqiu, what is that?unknown.

There is probably no one who still remembers his name except himself, and there are not many things left that can prove this memory.The post on the forum when I first met him was completely deleted by himself, and the lottery boat was also dismantled by Xu Zhengran—he checked the lottery status the next day after returning home, and found that this lottery ticket had won a prize of 5 yuan. Without hesitation, I dismantled the boat to redeem the prize, without any psychological burden at all.

The amount of money can be said to be too big or too small, plus the part-time salary and stipend, it should be no problem for him to finish college with peace of mind.Xu Zhengran came back from the lottery center, sat on the bed and calculated for a long time, jumped up, picked up his wallet and went to the supermarket, brought back two big bags of cat food, poured the basin full, and then squatted behind the shower curtain.After watching all night, the cat food in the basin did not decrease at all.

Xu Zhengran felt more and more that Shi Gunqiu was an illusion.A vision that makes the heart twitch when I think about it, and I always feel that it would be better if it was a vision, it would be less annoying.

Sighing, he got up from the bed, changed his clothes, brought a basin full of cat food to the door, took a new basin, filled it, put it in the living room, and then went out the door.

He asked the restaurant owner for half a day off, and after a morning of busy work, he hurried out. He was stopped by the boss before he went out, and when he turned around, a packed lunch box was handed to him.

"The customer refunded the order, you can take it home and eat it." The boss waved his hand, "It just so happens that there is no bean sprouts in it."

This morning, no one ordered fried rice at all... Xu Zhengran, who had been sitting in front of the computer and looking at the order, curled his lips, hesitated, and reached out to take the lunch box: "Thank you, boss. I'll wait..." He wanted to say wait After transferring the money to the account in the store, after thinking about it, I feel that this is not quite right.Before he could think it through, the boss waved his hand again: "No thank you, no thank you, what a big deal. Go ahead and ask your friend to come play again next time. Qiuqiu wants to play with him."

Qiuqiu is the youngest son of the boss. He played in the store every day during the summer vacation, but Xu Zhengran was taken aback when he heard this: "Ah, what Qiu?"

boss:"?"

"Ah, it's okay." Xu Zhengran quickly realized.The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, he waved his hand at the boss, turned and stepped out the door: "Boss, please tell Qiuqiu, don't look for that guy, he won't come."

To be precise, it is impossible to come.

Xu Zhengran sat on the steps by the side of the road and finished his lunch, then got on the bus and went straight to Weiqiu's agency.He has been going to this place almost every day for the past few days, and every time he encounters a closed door. It is rare to see the door open today, but he was stunned. Zhou Tang's voice: "Come?"

Xu Zhengran: "...Huh?"

Zhou Tang sat behind the desk and looked at him. There was a half-full glass jug on the desk.He raised his hand to pour a glass of water, and asked Xu Zhengran, "Have you brought any money?"

Xu Zhengran: "...Huh?"

"The money for the taxi." Zhou Tang reminded, "I left you the invoice."

Xu Zhengran was silent for a long while, and sat in front of him: "I'll give you the money later. I have something to ask you, and I'll talk after you answer it first."

"Okay, I'll try my best." Zhou Tang nodded, "But it will cost you extra money."

Xu Zhengran was completely speechless: "Aren't you guys selling houses!"

"A house that sells spirits, earns people's money." Zhou Tang leaned back on the chair, calm and composed, "It just happened that there was a lot of expenses recently, and money became a little tight, and then you came in again..."

"To put it bluntly, if we meet by chance, we can cut it off." Xu Zhengran said in a bad mood, he suspected that this person already knew about his lottery winning, "Okay, whatever you want. Let me ask you, what happened to that comb? "

"What comb?"

Xu Zhengran resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "Don't pretend to be stupid, it's the one who killed Liang Youyou... You all appeared outside the bathhouse at that time, and I saw it all."

"...Oh, it turned out to be a comb, but he didn't tell me about it." Zhou Tang raised the corners of his lips, but there was no smile on his face, "He just told me that the matter was resolved. Now that's all I can tell you."

"Okay." Xu Zhengran rolled his eyes and thought for a while, before deciding to accept the answer.The "he" that Zhou Tang mentioned could be figured out with his toes. Since the "expert" said that it was resolved, it must be resolved.

"So... where is Shi Gunqiu?" After hesitating for a moment, Xu Zhengran finally asked the question, "The spirit who followed me...where did he go?"

Zhou Tang pursed her lips: "I thought you had your own answer to this question."

"I hope I'm wrong."

"I don't have an answer here." Zhou Tang said, "Are you sure you want to answer now?"

Xu Zhengran stopped talking.After a while, he said again: "Ask again, how did you get Liang Youyou to tell a story?"

Zhou Tang: "Exclusive skill. Why are you asking this?"

"Because I want you to do it to me once." Xu Zhengran clenched his hands unconsciously, "You can remind a soul that has lost its memory of the past, so what about more distant things? What about more distant names? You can also remember up?"

Zhou Tang let out a "huh" and slightly raised his eyebrows: "Interesting. I thought you would directly ask the identity of the lion."

"I want to know that, but not by asking." Xu Zhengran said, "I have been reflecting on that guy's nonsense for the past few days, and I have come to the conclusion that either he is crazy or I forgot. In this case, I You should try to remember, not only the name, but others."

"I appreciate this attitude." Zhou Tang nodded and pushed the water in front of him, "Do you know 'Meng Hui'?"

Xu Zhengran picked up the water glass and took a sip, shaking his head puzzled.Zhou Tang said: "It doesn't matter if you don't know, it's just a small spell. Do you know that people will be reincarnated? In fact, it is not accurate to say that. To be precise, they gather into another life after dissipating. After death, people become The spirit, the spirit disappears while waiting, this kind of disappearance we call "rest", and this process of waiting for rest is actually a process of constantly throwing away. All the love, hate, sorrow and joy, and the memories of life are long Being gradually thrown away while waiting, the body of the spirit becomes lighter and lighter, and finally can be dispersed into smaller units to prepare for the next gathering. In other words, the reincarnated person should not have the memory of the previous life. But there will always be those fragments that are firmly embedded in the depths of the soul, cannot be shaken off, and cannot be forgotten. These fragments, like the residue after software uninstallation, are deposited in the depths of people's memory and cannot be seen at ordinary times. Only in a dream can we reach..."

His voice decreased, and he looked at Xu Zhengran who was plopping on the table, chuckled lightly, and shook his head: "Fall asleep now? I still haven't finished one third of my speech."

"...Huh?" Xu Zhengran replied in a daze, his eyelids glued together uncontrollably.The suave voice in his ear was gradually receding, he felt as if he was soaking in the black ocean, his consciousness was sinking, falling, suddenly bright, withered branches came into view, and at the same time, there was another crisp the sound of.

"Hey, let me ask you, this spring is here, why haven't you bloomed yet?"