Store Manager's Hell

the other end.

Shi Xing had already searched the bedroom, so of course he couldn't find any photos.

Although he has always been very nervous, once someone entrusts him with something to do, he is like being protected by the halo of the Young Pioneers. He does the job with all his heart, gets under the bed, removes the bedside table, and opens the door. In the closet, shake out every set of clothes, touch them from beginning to end, and then fold them one by one and put them back in their original place.

The results of the carpet search were a bit disappointing, but Shi Xing, as a vigorous young man, didn't even sigh, so he turned his head and went to the living room to continue searching without complaint.

Of course, he had to serve a drunk young master during the period.

"Wake up, I'm thirsty..."

A certain person borrowed the uncle's iron kettle, squatted obediently in the corridor and quietly burned the coal pellet stove to boil water.

"Wake up, the water is hot."

Someone squatted in the corridor holding a water glass and blowing a little cold wind for a quarter of an hour.

"Wake up, it's hot..."

Shi Xing's inner os: ...I'm hot too.

However, Shi Xing was still afraid that he would catch a cold, so after wrapping his clothes tightly, he comforted him in a low voice:

"Okay, okay, I'll take off one for you, is it still hot?"

Lu Zaobai: "...it's not hot anymore."

Shi woke up in the living room, searching every inch carefully, even lifted up the fruit plate for Guanyin Bodhisattva and looked at it.

He found it hot, so he simply took off his shirt and threw it on the sofa casually, sweat dripped from his muscles, and the tip of his nose was stained with ashes from under the bed, but he was still as serious as he was, lying down On the ground, searching every inch of the floor.

He still remembered that the task time was eight hours, and during these eight hours, he hoped to fulfill his wish for the uncle no matter what.

Shi Xing worked so hard that the uncle kept wandering around him in embarrassment, calling him to rest, and asking him if he wanted water.

Later, halfway through the search in the living room, the uncle also became embarrassed, twisted the hem of his clothes, and said nervously:

"Couldn't my old man remember it wrong? I clearly remembered it and stayed at home. What if I remember it wrong..."

Shi Xing wiped the sweat off his forehead, and smiled brightly:

"It doesn't matter, I will find this room for you. If you really can't find it, think about where else it might be, and then I will look for it for you. Besides, I don't think you can remember it wrong .It's such an important photo after all, isn't it?"

The wrinkles on the uncle's face trembled slightly, and after moving his lips a few times, just as he was about to say something, Lu Zaobai murmured from the bedroom:

"Wake up..."

Shi Xing responded with an "Hey", and jumped into the back room happily.

First test the body temperature, um, there is no fever, and after confirming that the water in the water cup by the bedside is neither hot nor cold, Shi Xing asked in a low voice:

"Zaobai, what do you want? Are you hungry?"

However, Lu Zaobai's question was beyond someone's expectation.

He turned over in Shi Xing's arms, raised his hand and grabbed his collar, closed his eyes and asked in a daze:

"...you...why do you like me?..."

Unexpectedly, Lu Zaobai made such a big move of letting go of music when he opened his mouth. Shi Xing was so nervous that his throat became dry, and adrenaline rushed to his throat. He wanted to speak but was almost choked to death by himself. He covered his mouth and coughed twice After that, the answer was given:

"I just like it. I'm happy to see you."

Lu Zaobai let go of his arms, and rolled from his arms onto the bed, with a thud, his heart trembled when he knocked, and just about to rub his shoulders for him to prevent him from falling, he heard Lu Zaobai muttering in a low voice :

"I'm a man...I can't possibly like you..."

Shi Xing's face turned pale in an instant.

Zaobai... rejected him?

Just reject him without warning?

Obviously, he had made similar psychological preparations, but when he heard these words from his mouth, Shi Xing felt as if his heart had been torn apart by both hands, and it was so painful.

Are you hallucinating yourself?

Hahaha, that's right, it must be an auditory hallucination. Besides, Zaobai is talking drunk now that he is drunk.

Shi Xing, who completely abandoned the possibility of "telling the truth after drinking", stepped out of the door in a panic, and opened a certain drawer in the living room without saying a word, but a cracked place in his heart whimpered towards him. The wind was blowing in, like the broken window in the hallway.

Zaobai... As expected, I still mind...

In the room, Lu Zaobai maintained the posture of falling from Shi Xing's arms, arched against the pillow, and muttered indistinctly:

"But... why... I feel very strange when I see you recently... Please explain to me, why... my heart beat so fast that night..."

... Shi Xing was hurt by his first sentence, so no one explained it to him.

So Lu Zaobai turned his head and fell asleep in a daze.

Outside, a certain husky who had suffered a serious psychological injury was biting his small handkerchief in aggrieved heart. In order to distract his attention, he asked the uncle who had been silent since just now:

"I haven't asked yet, what does your friend do?"

As soon as Shi Xing mentioned that person, the uncle's face was filled with a faint brilliance, and even the cloudy irises had a layer of light:

"He, he went to serve as a soldier, managed a lot of people, and won many battles."

This expression of a child showing off his toys reminded Shi Xing of himself.

I usually have this expression when I talk to my brother about biscuits early...

When he woke up suddenly, he was almost drowned by the turbulent Pacific Ocean of sadness in his heart.

Even though he was heartbroken by Zaobai's sleep talk, Shi Xing still earnestly fulfilled Zaobai's duties, and went through the whole room thoroughly, even peeling off the newspapers stuck on the wall to check.

As a result, nothing was found.

Shi Xing was wearing his own shirt and sitting next to the uncle with his arms open. The two sad people were completely speechless for a moment. The clock on the wall was ticking, and the east had already turned pale.

When they entered this world, it was 11 o'clock in the evening, and now it is 05:30 in the morning.

Shi Xing is a little sorry for the six and a half hours of useless work:

"Master, I'm sorry, I... I'm not as smart as Zaobai, I can only look around..."

... I don't know if the task is not completed, will it have any bad influence on Zao Bai...

The smile on the uncle's face is also broad and apologetic:

"Young man, I'm really bothering you. It's not easy for you at this big night."

After the old and the young sat side by side silently for a long time, Shi Xing hesitated for a while, and finally reached out and grabbed the old man's hand, and shook it comfortingly.

The old man patted his hand back, his kind expression reminded Shi Xing of his grandfather.

Probably seeing that the eight-hour deadline was getting closer, the old man no longer had any expectations. He lowered his head, Shi Xing looked worried, and tried to talk about something else, but when he opened his mouth, it was heartwarming:

"Well, sir, how long has it been since you died..."

As soon as this question was uttered, I woke up and wanted to slap myself, but the uncle smiled calmly:

"Don't be afraid when I tell you, young man, I died on the night of New Year's Day in [-]."

Shi Xing suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the calendar.

In 1982, New Year's Day...

The old man has been dead for more than 20 years?

Obsessed with photos for more than 20 years?

Shi Xing immediately stood up, gritted his teeth, and said:

"I'll look for it again for you! I wasn't sure I missed something just now, but I..."

The old man smiled and waved his hands, saying:

"Don't bother, young man. My old man has never been married in his life. He has no wife or son. When he dies, he dies. It doesn't matter. After I died, I was wandering outside. I have been looking for my way home. I searched for a long, long time, and finally found it yesterday, but you can also see that my old man's eyesight is not good, and it is difficult to find things, so I thought of asking someone to help, and you have not been able to sleep all night , I'm really sorry..."

Shi Xing didn't make a sound, and was just about to go to the bedroom, wanting to see what he had missed, when he saw a figure fall out of the bedroom.

Lu Zaobai supported his head, which was suffering from severe hangover pain, against the wall, and looked at Shi Xing and the old man. After digesting the tasks of the system in his mind, he asked Shi Xing with difficulty:

"Have you searched the whole house...?"

Shi Xing took a few steps forward, and naturally hugged Zaobai's waist, but after making this movement, Zaobai still had no reaction, and his heart twitched instead:

"Looked... searched, found nothing..."

Lu Zaobai's head hurts like five hundred moles were nesting in his head at the same time, but he still insisted and asked the old man:

"Master, may I ask you, have you always lived in this building?"

The old man nodded hurriedly:

"Yes, yes, I was originally a person with few things, and I have lived in this building for dozens of years..."

Lu Zaobai scanned the rummaged living room, pushed Shi Xing away, walked forward silently, bowed behind the uncle, and unzipped the uncle's coat.

In his inner pocket on the left, there was an old photo.

In the photo, two handsome young men wearing student uniforms from the Republic of China period stand side by side. Their tall and straight figures and elegant temperament seem to be in perfect harmony. One of the men who looks more refined can still vaguely see the haggardness in front of him. The old man's shadow.The other person had a somewhat heroic air, with his arm resting on the old man's shoulder.

Both of them were smiling, and that kind of intimate and natural aura made people feel comfortable.

In the lower left corner of the photo, the logo of Xinxin Photo Studio is printed, and there is a line of faded dates:

1923 6 Month 20 Day.