President, I am reinforced straight

When Fu Jinzhi walked out of the hospital, there was no one on the street, except for the occasional sound of roaring engines of a few supercars speeding past, but it soon returned to silence.

He was still wearing the jacket that he got from a colleague. He changed it when he went to take a shower in their dormitory early this morning. It was a denim jacket with a hood. Its basic function was nothing but looking good.

When he was standing at the street corner waiting for the traffic light, the cold wind poured down from the neckline and penetrated into the gap of the close-fitting sweater. It was so cold that Fu Jinzhi couldn't help shivering, and he missed his thick coat very much.His hands were tightly wrapped in the clothes, and the oversized coat was artificially pulled into a tight waist, pinching out Fu Jinzhi's thin waistline.Walking quickly back to the house he rented in City B, Fu Jinzhi quickly went up the stairs in three steps and two steps. When he opened the door, his hands were so cold that he almost lost consciousness.

Turning on the light in the living room, Fu Jinzhi reached for the remote control of the air conditioner on the messy shelf, turned on the air conditioner first, and then slowly heaved a sigh of relief, and stood at the entrance to change his slippers.

He rented a small apartment next to the hospital in city B, which was not very new.Originally it seemed to be an allocated room for teachers of a primary school, but now most of the people living in the community are retired teachers at that time.The old man has a regular schedule. When Fu Jinzhi came back, all the upper, lower, left, and right windows were dark. In the huge community, only Fu Jinzhi's place was lit with a little warm yellow light.

Fu Jinzhi didn't need much sleep time, so after sitting on the sofa to rest for a while, he decided to get himself something to eat.There are not too many tools in the kitchen, just a stove and a small noodle pot.Fu Jinzhi boiled some water, squatted next to the cabinet and took out a pack of dried noodles and two sticks of Wang Zhong Wang.

The air conditioner started to work slowly, and the small space in the kitchen was not separated from the living room, and it became warmer.Fu Jinzhi took off his coat and hung it on the stool next to him, moved his hands and feet that were frozen, put his hands on the boiling pot and roasted them back and forth, then put them to his mouth and took a few breaths, then took the next Wang Zhongwang skinned his knife.

Adding some salt to the boiling water, he weighed the amount of noodles, thought for a while, turned around and took out the last egg from the empty refrigerator, beat it into the water, and then took out a small bundle of noodles from the crude bucket Come out, stir in the water with chopsticks, put it in your mouth when you take out the chopsticks, taste the taste, and then cover the pot.

Standing by the side and watching the transparent glass cover slowly fill with water vapor, Fu Jinzhi raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, feeling a little tired.The cell phone was turned off after work, and all his computer and books were left at home in City A. It seemed that the only thing he could do was to watch the noodles rolling slowly.

Standing in the same position and maintaining the same posture, Fu Jinzhi watched the wall clock on the wall and walked slowly. After counting for 5 minutes, he unhurriedly lifted the lid of the pot and turned off the fire. The pot went to the living room.

The late-night TV shows are usually TV dramas, and Fu Jinzhi turned on the TV just to listen to the sound, otherwise he would think the scene of sitting in the living room eating alone in the middle of the night is scary.

He didn't find the remote control either. When he turned on the screen, the TV show was playing Zhen Huan's biography, and Fu Jinzhi didn't pay much attention. He sat on the sofa and listened to the grievances in the harem, and slowly ate his first serious meal of the day with chopsticks. meal.

The room was very quiet, and there was very little movement of Fu Jinzhi eating, except for the hoarse sentence on the TV, which was deafening in the room late at night.

Fu Jinzhi lowered his eyes calmly, and took a sip of noodle soup from the small pot.The steam came up and covered his eyes with a thin layer of mist, and his long eyelashes looked like windshield wipers.

One kilometer away at the same time.

Pan Wei was wearing a hotel white bathrobe, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the presidential suite on the top floor, with a dying cigarette between his fingers.

Fu Jinzhi's cotton coat was thrown casually on the single sofa next to it, and Pan Wei's own tailored jacket was placed under it. The shirt, sweater and coat were crumpled and thrown there casually, without getting the slightest attention from the original owner.

Pan Wei experienced insomnia for the first time today.Since he was a child, he has the stunt of sleeping with the pillow on his head. Whether it is before the college entrance examination or before the company's listing, he can fall asleep without stress, and the quality of sleep is still enviably good.

But today he did fully appreciate the literary sense of a melancholy young man standing by the window in the middle of the night and looking at the sky.

A kind of loneliness standing on the commanding heights of the world.

The mobile phone that was left on the carpet showed a low battery of [-]%, and an alarm ding-dong sounded.Pan Wei turned around and ignored it.Since he came to city B, his mobile phone has been full of messages.The starlets who are waiting to invite themselves, the investors and wealthy landowners who are waiting to treat them, as well as the various photos and data sent back by the paparazzi in front of them.

Jiang Yuan's mother cheated on her.

According to the information found, the time seems to be earlier than he expected, and even dates back to decades ago.Pan Wei didn't have the energy to investigate in depth. After integrating the information to Jiang Yuan, he tried to get out of this matter.

He doesn't like this messy thing.

I don't like it.

He is a young master born with a golden spoon in his mouth. His family has been rich since he was a child, so rich that both his parents can easily support another family outside, and even more.Since he was in school, he has never seen his parents enter the same room, nor has he enjoyed any activities that require his parents to participate together—including the parent meeting for filling out volunteers for the college entrance examination.

The others, with their families and their mouths, squeezed in front of a table to seriously study the scores and rankings. He was the only one sitting alone in the back row of the classroom, slowly flipping through several tomes and comparing his own scores. The result, the frowning teacher standing next to him, told him that it was the parents who asked him not to make trouble and get out quickly.

His parents did not interfere with his life choices - because they had a son studying law at Oxford and a daughter studying computer science at MIT.

No one cares whether he is [-] points above the first line or [-] points short of the second line. Anyway, if he has money, he can study wherever he likes.It was Jiang Yuan's mother who patted him on the shoulder and praised him for the first time that day, which made him feel grateful to this day.

Unexpectedly, this woman betrayed him even more thoroughly.

Looking at the quiet and empty street below, Pan Wei squinted his eyes and took a breath.

He asked Jiang Yuan, why do you say you have to start a family when you are alive? Is it really not good for everyone to get together and have fun, and finally pat their buttocks lightly?Got a family, had a baby, and finally found passion outside again.

It's fucking disgusting.

Rubbing his dizzy head, Pan Wei felt a little dark in front of his eyes after standing for a long time.He walked over to sit on the single sofa, and thoughtfully covered himself with a padded jacket, huddled in the padded jacket and continued to smoke the cigarette in his hand.

Today, the nephrology doctor prescribed some medicine for him, telling him to maintain a regular schedule, quit smoking, drinking and sex, and he will live a life as normal and happy as a primary school student.He also showed him the way to the old Chinese doctor who was also free next to him, and got a pulse. The two of them discussed together for a long time, seeing his tongue coating shine on his eyeballs, and asked him to go downstairs to make up a number. They gave him another Chinese medicine in a plastic bag.

He was idle anyway, so he simply pulled up a stool in a well-mannered manner, and sat there listening to the two old gentlemen chattering.They seem to have worked together for many years, and they sing and harmonize very well.

The left sentence is that young people nowadays live intemperance.

The sentence on the right thinks how regular our life was back then.

The first one prescribed medicine with a mouse shake, the latter took his pulse and sipped his mouth to savor it.

Pan Wei sat in that office until they got off work. During the period, he finished reading three newspapers and drank two large iron mugs of strong tea. He also sent the two old gentlemen to the bus station with their briefcases. Only then did they carry two big bags of medicine. Back to the hotel.

Then, by the way, insomnia.

Wrapping the padded jacket tightly, Pan Wei sighed and buried his head in the small lapel of the padded jacket, sighing annoyedly.