you are my accident

During the lunch break, the phone rang, and it was an internal call.Wang Zicai took a look and saw that it was Shi Zhe's.

"Come here." Shi Zhe said concisely.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zicai walked into his office as promised, closed the door behind him, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Shi Zhe took out a small paper bag from the drawer and said, "Open it."

Wang Zicai was taken aback for a moment, took it over, and asked, "For me?"

"Ah."

He opened it and saw that there was a box inside, and when he opened it again, it turned out to be a mobile phone.

Wang Zicai fiddled with his phone, looked left and right, and found that it was the same model as Shi Zhe's, so he couldn't help grinning.

Shi Zhe looked like he couldn't see his smirk, and finally said, "Didn't you say that your phone was stolen before? I'll buy you one, so we can contact you more easily."

Wang Zicai turned on the phone and opened the contact directory. There was only Shi Zhe's phone number on it.

So, he smiled even more happily, raised his new mobile phone, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Shi."

"It's alright, you go out."

Wang Zicai didn't listen, instead he sat down opposite him, leaned forward, propped his head up and said, "Boss, I'm getting paid this month."

"I know." He still sent it, "Keep it away yourself, you don't need to return it."

"Wow, so generous." Wang Zicai said exaggeratedly.

"I don't need this little money."

Wang Zicai said with a grin, "What a rich boss. In return, how about letting me, a poor man, treat you to dinner tonight?"

"As soon as you have money, you start talking about it. I think you should hand it in." Shi Zhe glanced at him and said.

"Wow, how ruthless, I just praised you for your generosity!" Wang Zicai said with wide-eyed eyes.

"Okay, stop acting, it's up to you."

"Then it's settled." Wang Zicai said with a smile, "I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

As a result, in the afternoon, I needed to work overtime temporarily, and the delay dragged on until the evening.

When getting into Shi Zhe's car, Wang Zicai said regretfully, "It's a pity that I can't invite you to dinner tonight."

Shi Zhe glanced at him and said, "Next time."

Wang Zicai rolled his eyes, and suddenly thought of something and said, "Why don't I treat you to supper."

"Now?"

"Well. I know there is a famous night market, and the food there is delicious."

Seeing his face full of expectations, Shi Zhe could only say, "Understood, how do we go?"

With Wang Zicai here, it is comparable to a human GPS.After making several turns in the streets and alleys, Wang Zicai suddenly said, "There is a parking lot here, please park first."

Shi Zhe parked the car.As soon as he got off the car, he was led by Wang Zicai to walk around the streets familiarly.

At night, the night market is still brightly lit and crowded.There are all kinds of small stalls stretching on both sides of the road, most of which are mainly snacks and suppers. The aromas of various foods are mixed together, and the fragrance is ten miles away.

Both Shi Zhe and Wang Zicai were dressed in suits, so it was inevitable that they would be a little awkward to walk here. What's more, both of them had good looks, and most passers-by looked at them sideways.

"Did you come here often before?" Shi Zhe couldn't help asking when he saw how familiar he was with driving a car.

Mentioning this, Wang Zicai was rarely ashamed, and laughed at himself: "Yeah, I didn't study hard before, just thinking about running around."

"But let me tell you, don't look down on such a small place. The real delicacies are often found in small streets and alleys. How about calling the masters in the folk?" He added as he walked.

Wang Zicai bought buckwheat pancakes on the side of the road, walked a few steps, saw Shi Zhe frowning, and couldn't help laughing, "Are you worried about hygiene?"

"Yeah." Shi Zhe replied lightly.

"It's okay, you won't eat bad people once or twice once in a while, and their buckwheat pancakes are really good, try it?" Wang Zicai said, holding a bamboo stick to his mouth naturally.

Shi Zhe frowned and said nothing, Wang Zicai wondered if he was in a hurry, but the other party gave him a deep look and took the bamboo stick: "I will do it myself."

After Shi Zhe had eaten a piece, Wang Zicai asked nonchalantly, "Is it delicious?"

"It's okay." His tone and demeanor were too calm, and he couldn't see the clue.

The two ate while walking, as if the scene just now was innocuous and nothing happened.

He thought of something, and said, "By the way, there is a famous bean curd stall here. I'll take you to try it."

"it is good."

Wang Zicai took his hand suddenly, tilted his head and smiled at him, "There are quite a lot of people here, hold me tight."

After speaking, he took the lead and strode forward.

Shi Zhe stared down at the hand they were holding, and wanted to pull it out, but in the end he didn't move.

Indeed, as Wang Zicai said, there are many people in the night market.Shi Zhe couldn't help but frowned as people bumped into each other and squeezed each other.Only the heat from his palm calmed him down a little.

After turning a few street corners, Wang Zicai led Shi Zhe into a narrow alley.There are several small shops in the depths of the alley, one of which is relatively simple in decoration, but there are many customers, and the tables are placed outside.

Wang Zicai found an empty seat, and as soon as he sat down, he shouted, "Madam Boss!"

"Come on!"

Walking over was a short, fat, middle-aged woman with an amiable appearance and smiling eyes. As soon as she saw Wang Zicai, she said enthusiastically, "Oh, it's you. It's been a long time."

Wang Zicai nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, I've been busy recently."

"That's still the old rule, isn't it?"

"Yes." Wang Zicai pointed to Shi Zhe next to him and said, "However, he has less sugar."

Hearing this, Shi Zhe glanced at him.

"Okay, I remember."

When the proprietress turned around and hurried away, Wang Zicai said to Shi Zhe: "The so-called wine is not afraid of deep alleys. Although the shop here is small and remote, the bean curd here is very authentic. I like to come here when I was in school. It’s just that there are fewer visits now.”

Shi Zhe suddenly asked, "How do you know I don't like sweets?"

"Hey, do you still need to ask? After eating so many meals with you, which time did you not frown when the taste was too sweet?"

"Is there?" Shi Zhe didn't know it.

"Yes, but in fact you didn't show it clearly." Seeing Shi Zhe stopped talking, Wang Zicai said again, "There's nothing to care about, everyone has their own preferences and tastes. For example, heterosexuality and Gay, I like the minority, I like men, this is also a very normal thing, there is no need to care about it.”

Shi Zhe said, "Did you come out early?"

Wang Zicai thought for a while and said, "That's right. Ever since I found out that I'm easily attracted to men, I confessed to my family."

"They didn't talk about you?" Shi Zhe was a little surprised. Ordinary families don't seem to like homosexuality, let alone the status of the Wang family.

"I've said it, I've been beaten and scolded, but I just can't change it." As if recalling the hardships of coming out, Wang Zicai sighed, "But they also understood later that sexuality is innate and cannot be changed. They gradually accepted it, so they are quite open-minded.”

Wang Zicai changed the topic: "But, what they want now is that I should find a boyfriend quickly and settle down completely."

Before Shi Zhe could speak, the proprietress brought two bowls of bean curd, put them in front of the two of them, and said, "Use it slowly, both of you."

"Thank you." The two said.

Wang Zicai couldn't wait to scoop a spoonful into his mouth, narrowed his eyes and said with enjoyment, "The bean curd here is still authentic."

Shi Zhe also took a sip. The tofu curd was tender and slightly sweet, and it tasted really good.

"How?" Wang Zicai asked.

"Good."

Shi Zhe said yes, then it must be good, and Wang Zicai said triumphantly, "How about it, isn't my introduction good?"

"Wang Zicai." Shi Zhe suddenly called his name.

"Ok?"

"Why do I feel like I've never really known you?"

Wang Zicai didn't expect him to say that, he was startled, and asked, "Oh?"

Shi Zhe laughed half-mockingly at himself: "I used to think you were a playboy, but now it seems a little different."

Wang Zicai's eyes lit up slightly, and he said, "What's the difference?"

Shi Zhe was silent, but Wang Zicai smiled, and then raised a big smile, and said without shame: "Then I am different in your heart?"

Shi Zhe glanced at him.

Wang Zicai simply struck while the iron was hot and suggested, "It doesn't matter if you don't know me now, we can have an in-depth academic exchange to promote mutual understanding, what do you think?"

Shi Zhe put down the spoon in his hand and stared at him without saying a word.

Sure enough, is the joke overdone?Wang Zicai forced a smile with some embarrassment: "Hehe, I'm just kidding. Eat it quickly. After eating, I will take you to try another red bean cake."

Shi Zhe's lips moved slightly, but he still didn't speak in the end.

After eating the bean curd, the two walked along the street.Walking to a street corner, I saw a man in Taoist robes, setting up a booth to tell fortunes.This man was wearing a pair of sunglasses, his face was very young, and he looked not naked.However, because of his good looks, many ladies still come here for his good looks.

Seeing him, Wang Zicai's eyes lit up, and he pulled Shi Zhe over. "Bai Xia, I'm still telling my fortune here."

"Bai Xia" was originally called Bai Yan.His "white blindness" is not really blind, but just for fortune-telling, he specially wears sunglasses to pretend to be blind, pretending to be inscrutable, so as to enhance his convincing power.In fact, this person also needs to wear more than 700-degree myopia glasses at ordinary times. If he takes off the glasses, he is a hermaphrodite within five meters, and humans and animals are indistinguishable within ten meters. He is either really blind or half blind.

Bai Yan just read the palmistry for the last female guest.As soon as he saw him, he was overjoyed, and said in a dawdly way: "Oh, a rare visitor. What kind of wind is it that brought Master Wang here?"

"Dongfeng, this is called Ziqi coming from the east." Wang Zicai replied solemnly.

Bai Yan said disdainfully: "Cut, you are said to be fat and you are still out of breath."

He glanced at Shi Zhe next to Wang Zicai, put on a professional smile again, and said, "This nobleman, do you want me to help you look at the palmistry?"

"No need."

"Look at the marriage."

Shi Zhe and Wang Zicai said at the same time.

Bai Yan clicked "tsk tsk" twice, and said to Wang Zicai, "Look at you, you're worthless."

After speaking, he said to Shi Zhe: "Since the nobleman won't let me read palms, then I'll simply talk about faces."

Bai Yan looked carefully, and said with a "hey": "The nobleman's face is a bit delicate. You can see that the nobleman has a clear outline, smooth forehead, straight nose, bright eyes, and beautiful lips. He should be a wealthy man, and his career and fortune are booming. It's a pity that the Palace of Fate is narrow, and this fly in the ointment is precisely the fatal flaw of the nobleman."

Shi Zhe raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

Bai Yan continued: "This palace of fate is narrow, it's because of suspicion and suspicion, the ups and downs in fortune, there must be many ups and downs in your life. And I think your eyebrows are reversed, it should be because of few relatives and discord between brothers..."

Shi Zhe's face turned cold, and he interrupted him: "Enough." After speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Bai Yan shouted from behind: "However, you have a noble person to help you, but remember, you must take care of it!"

After leaving this street corner, the number of people gradually decreased, and the street became quieter.Wang Zicai followed him silently all the way, and finally couldn't help but said: "Actually, you don't have to take his words to heart."

Seeing that Shi Zhe hadn't spoken, Wang Zicai said again, "He's a fortune teller. He first tells you what's good, and then tells you what's bad, and then he cheats you out of tens of thousands of dollars to prevent disaster."

Shi Zhe suddenly asked, "Are you familiar with him?"

Wang Zicai let out a "ha" and said, "I don't know him well, maybe we have some friendship."

At that time, Wang Zicai was still studying, and he didn't do business properly, so Jing Ai and Zhou Tao were fooling around together.Anyway, fights and punishments must be indispensable to them.However, the school leaders did not dare to move them easily because of their wealth and background.Therefore, they became even more unscrupulous.

One night, the two of them sneaked out of the dormitory over the wall and slipped into this street.They ate and drank all the way, and in a short while, they saw a young man about their age on a street corner who actually set up a fortune-telling booth, and the business seemed to be pretty good.

Wang Zicai took a bite and said, "Do you think that kid can do it?"

"How?"

"You see, he is about the same age as us, and he actually tells people's fortunes. Is this reliable?"

Zhou Tao also bit the apple and said, "I think this kid is probably here to steal people's money."

Wang Zicai raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of malice: "I think we should eliminate harm for the people and promote the core values ​​of socialism to him."

Zhou Tao threw away the apple core, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Second."

Wang Zicai also threw down the skewers, strode forward, patted the young man's table, smiled slightly and said, "Boy, come here to set up a stall before your hair grows? Aren't you afraid of misleading your son?"

His actions scared a young girl away, Bai Yan sighed helplessly, and looked up at him: "My lord, you scared my guests away."

"Hehe," Wang Zicai laughed, "I won't let you lie to others if I scare you away."

Bai Yan suddenly asked faintly: "Fortune telling?"

"Never mind, I'm here to educate you on Marxism." He gave Zhou Tao who had been watching the show by the side a look, and said, "Don't just watch it, do it!"

Bai Yan sighed again: "Looks like I'm here to smash the stall." He stood up, stepped back, and made a gesture of invitation, "Smash it."

After being around for so long, I have never seen such a person who took the initiative to smash the booth for others. Both Wang Zicai and Zhou Tao were taken aback. Then, Wang Zicai narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted, "Are you provoking us?" ?”

"I'm wronged, I'm just a fortune teller, I can't beat you, if you want to smash the stall, I'll let you smash it, what else do you want?" Bai Yan felt innocent.

Zhou Tao stretched his muscles and said, "But now we don't want to smash stalls, we want to smash people."

So the two of them dragged Bai Yan into a remote alley.Bai Yan said again: "Hey, two big brothers, can I give you protection money?"

Kuo Shao Wang Zicai said disdainfully: "Father is not short of the two money."

Zhou Tao whistled and said, "Stop talking nonsense, do it."

Bai Yan squatted down and covered his face with his hands: "Then don't slap your face."

With a "bang", the evil young man Wang Zi retracted his fist, and said with a smile, "It was your face that was hit."

Later, they were arrested and taken to the police station to drink tea, and it was reported by Bai Yan.At that time, it was also fortunate that Wang Zixian came to bail the two of them, but they still couldn't bear the scolding after returning home.

After that, how could the young and energetic two of them swallow this breath?So he went to look for Bai Yan again.Wang Zicai gave him a hard look, and asked scoldingly, "Why did you report the case?"

Bai Yan said innocently: "It's difficult to find the police uncle."

"The rivers and lakes are settled, do you understand the rules?" Zhou Tao said.

"You two young masters, I'm just a vendor, why did I provoke you? Besides, do you just think I'm stealing people's money? In fact, I am a Taoist who has been passed down from generation to generation, and there is also a book in my family that has been handed down by my ancestors." "Bai's True Chapter" talks about metaphysical knowledge such as divination and hexagrams, and fortune-telling is just one of the categories." Bai Yan explained.

Wang Zicai asked, "Then why did you set up a stall at such a young age?"

"Isn't it just to make a living? Our family is poor, so we can't compare to you. Although you are not good at learning, you have a skill, so you won't starve to death."

As soon as these words came out, the two fell silent.

Bai Yan said again: "And I really haven't harmed anyone. Although sometimes the calculations are not very accurate, at least I am really not a liar."

Zhou Tao asked: "Can you guarantee it?"

"I promise!"

Wang Zicai said, "Then I will spare you this time."

Later on, the three of them would eat and drink together, and when they occasionally saw someone bullying Bai Yan, the two of them would go up to help the leader.

Shi Zhe brought Wang Zicai back from his memory with one sentence: "Did he count it for you too?"

"Forget it, it's nothing more than a life of wealth and safety." Wang Zicai said with a smile.

"Oh." Shi Zhe replied lightly.

"Let's go back, there's nothing to go any further down." Wang Zicai said.

"Stop eating red bean cake?"

Wang Zicai said, "Don't eat, come again next time."

So they walked back along the way they came from, and the street lamps reflected the long shadows of the two of them, entangled with each other.

In fact, he didn't say what Bai Yan told his fortune later on. He said that he would meet someone in his life, and he was destined to have a catastrophe. If he passed it, his journey would be smooth and smooth.

"What if you can't survive?" Wang Zicai asked.

Bai Yan sighed: "Then it's hard for me to say, anyway, it depends on God's will."

At that time, Wang Zi just laughed it off, but thinking about it now, it makes sense.