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He deceives himself, conceals himself, and only keeps what is beneficial to him in his words and memories. "

She said: "I want to return to the wind for a while. Ye Haowen and his family are very unhappy. I am very afraid that he will turn into a ghost after committing suicide and take his mother's life."

I laughed: "According to general logic, he should kill his mother first and then commit suicide, right?"

Xiuxiu also laughed, breathing on my neck, itching.She said: "He is not an ordinary person, so don't reason about him with ordinary logic."

I said, "Anyway, I don't understand him. Anyway, he and I are from two worlds."

Xiuxiu touched the back of my hand and said: "When I was young, I played with him in the backyard of his house. It only rained that day. I wore rain boots to step on the pond. I was so happy, because it only rained, and there were many snails. The earthworms all ran out, I trampled to death a lot of snails, Ye Haowen started to cry, followed me all the way, and picked up the dead bodies of those snails, he collected them and dug a small one for them. Pit, buried them."

I said, "I really don't understand the heart of a rich kid."

Xiuxiu was still reminiscing about that childhood event: "I asked him, and I said, Ye Haowen, do you pity them? He nodded, and I was very surprised, and I said, then you can tell me, let me not Step on them, he said, but I see you're having a good time."

Xiuxiu said: "He will allow others to do evil." She raised her eyes to look at me, there were wrinkles on her forehead, I tried to smooth those wrinkles, she said: "Is the heart of a rich child very twisted?" ?”

We laughed together.

Xiuxiu asked: "Did you block him on WeChat?"

I deleted Ye Haowen's number and his WeChat, and I showed my phone to Xiuxiu, and it happened that Manager Fan had sent a voice message in Haozailai's work group, and we listened together.Lao Fan yelled at the street in his male voice: Fuck you, you little bastards!If there is a way to heaven, if you don’t go, there is no way to hell!I am so disappointed in you guys!

Xiuxiu looked at me, and I told her about the cause and effect.The reason is that Hehe went to tell Lao Fan that his mother was in a coma. Lao Fan thought about it and said that he might not be able to open again, but since Hehe’s mother made such a fuss, and there was the last police search, so he came back before closing the door, the technician The number of people is not as good as in the past. If it reopens, Lao Fan is afraid that no one will pick up the work. In this way, let alone making money, there is no guarantee of losing money. He can't make up his mind. Open the door, who is willing to come to work, who knows that one stone will stir up a thousand waves, not to mention those who have stayed before and come back, even those who have left before have responded one after another.This is how the above words came about.

Xiuxiu said: "Manager Fan is very nice."

I nodded, for some reason, I thought of the story of the nine-fingered Afeng.

I said, "It's a pity that good people are rarely rewarded."

Xiuxiu left the financial market the next day. Her departure seemed to be the beginning of something. After her, more people left me one by one.

On August 8th, at 15:04 in the morning, I, Xiaobao, Hehe and s rarely gathered together. We had supper at Tianxing, and Xiaobao treated us.Xiaobao found a new job. He worked as a receptionist in a boxing gym on Yingchun Road. The basic salary was 30 yuan, including food and lodging.He told us: "There is no cinema at 100 Yingchun Road!"

We all had a good laugh, even Box Box had a good laugh.Since his mother fell into a coma, Hehe worked three jobs by himself. He went to the construction site to move bricks at five o'clock in the morning, finished work at eight o'clock, reported to the courier office, and delivered the courier. sommelier.The intensive care unit charges a lot. With these three incomes, Hehe can barely make ends meet.I haven't seen He He for a long time, and I think he has lost a lot of weight, smokes more fiercely than before, and the earrings on his ears are gone. S said that Hehe sold the earrings, and he sold everything that could be sold from top to bottom.The clothes He He was wearing were still s. S is still the same, doesn't talk much, wears a suit, leather shoes, and smokes Marlboros.I often feel that he and Ye Haowen may be from the same world.

I also don't know much about S's inner world.

After we ordered, A Ming came to greet us from a round table in the corner. At 04:30, there are only our table and A Ming’s table.A Ming said, "My cousin, he's back from running the boat! Let him catch the wind, I can't greet you today."

I said, "Go do your work, let's eat whatever we want."

I took a look at their table, a round table surrounded by a dozen people, a lot of beer bottles on the table, and a case of beer under the table.Everyone around the table was red-faced, as if they had drunk too much.A few of them also looked at me, at first there were only three of them, their eyes glanced over at first, the three of them turned back, and soon turned back, and two more people looked at me together, their eyes were straight. , almost solidified on me.One of these five people has a bald head and a beer belly.This bald head once let me hug his feet to warm his feet.

I drank tea, put my hands on the table and stacked them together, Xiaobao peeled peanuts and asked me: "What's wrong with you? Why are you sweating?"

I shook my head and said, "I met someone I know."

Xiao Bao looked at Ah Ming's table, and asked in a low voice, "Acquaintances from the boat?"

I nod.He lit a pack of cigarettes and glanced at them, but S ignored them and looked up at the TV.The evening news is rebroadcasting on television.

Suddenly, a series of laughter erupted at A Ming's table, a thin dark-skinned man took off his shirt and stood up.They were all laughing at that table, A Ming turned to look at me and laughed too.

I drank and poured tea, Xiaobao stopped peeling the peanuts, licked his lips, looked at the table, and said, "Why didn't the food be served for a long time, or let's eat at another one? KFC is very efficient 24 hours a day. It's still my treat."

"Hahahahaha!"

Someone laughed again, and the frequency of the laughter was high, and the voice was still very sharp.The bald man also stood up, touched the skinny man's face, made a gesture of hitting him, and made a gesture of arching his ass.The people at that table laughed so happily that they all looked at me.

"Fuck." He He scolded, jumped up, and I held him back.Say, "Change your place."

Box boxes beat people.Once, a customer took a picture of him with his mobile phone while he was on him, they quarreled, He He fought, and the customer was directly pulled into the ambulance.According to Xiaobao, when Hehe first arrived and came back again, he beat people, customers, and other technicians every day. Fortunately, he didn't beat Manager Fan, but he made Manager Fan one head and two big. Later, S came, He He He also beat him, but he couldn't beat him. After that, he didn't beat people very much.Xiaobao said: "The relationship between s and Hehe is relatively primitive, like acting in "Animal World"."

I looked at s again, s was no longer sitting opposite me, s walked behind that bald head, picked up a beer bottle from their table and smashed it on the bald head's head.The bald head screamed and rolled on the ground with his head in his arms. S stepped on his head, and the bald head fell silent.

"Fuck you!" Five or six people at the table jumped up, staring at S, but S didn't speak, holding the half broken beer bottle in his hand, standing straight and steady.His hands are also steady.No one dared to move, not even me. I felt that s might kill someone in the next second.

There was silence.On the TV set behind the front desk, a female anchor broadcast the news in a straight voice.It was a message about death.

"According to news from Taiwan, Lu Nianhua, the leader of Taiwan's underworld Xiliansheng gang, passed away at National Taiwan University Hospital at 14:[-] pm on the evening of the [-]th due to complications after a lung transplant operation."

Lu Nianhua's photo was shown on the TV.The photo was a black and white photo. He was standing in front of a nightclub called Ye Xianghua, wearing a striped shirt, flared trousers, a cigarette in his mouth, and sharp eyes.

S also had a cigarette in his mouth. He took a puff, removed the cigarette, and flicked the ash.Ah Ming came out to smooth things over: "If you have something to say, talk it out, talk it out, come on, sit down, sit down."

Xiaobao asked me: "Do you think that S looks alike to that underworld boss?"

It's not just like, it's carved out of the same mold.

I looked at boxes, and he sat down, smoking and drinking tea, with drooping eyelids and eyelashes, not talking.

Two days later, I returned to the dormitory from the hospital. At the gate of the community, I saw S getting into a black car. S also saw me, lowered the window and waved to me.

"Let's go," he said.

I nodded. In August, the financial market was stuffy and hot. He was wearing a white shirt buttoned up to the top, a black suit that was close-fitting, with his hair combed back and a cigarette dangling from his mouth.In the car, in a dark place that I couldn't see, a pair of hands reached out to light his cigarette.The cigarette was lit, S smiled at me, pulled down the skirt of his shirt, the smoke came out of his mouth, rose up, and so did the car windows covered with black cellophane.

s just go.

On August 8th, at nine o'clock in the morning, I went to see Feng Fangfang, and Aunt Wang wiped her body and put some body lotion on her. She smelled very fragrant, like a tree of jasmine.There is a fruit basket by the bed, filled with dragon fruit, I picked one and stood by the bed to cut it.I glanced at Feng Fangfang. One of her eyes was drooping and the other was half-opened. Her eyelids were trembling. She was awake.I asked Aunt Wang: "Did she shit today?"

Aunt Wang said: "I pulled it, it's pretty good, the color is normal, and it's not soft."

I looked at Feng Fangfang, smiled at her, and asked: "Is the rash on the chest healed?