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The author has something to say: Good morning~

I really miss going to the farmland to steal corn when I was a child, hahaha~

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Sunday morning at 10:[-].Ouyang Wensi returned home with large and small bags from the nearby supermarket.

Zheng Yuan is going back to sleep for the third time.

The temperature of the air conditioner was adjusted to 19 degrees, and Zheng Yuan was wrapped in a green summer quilt, curled up on the bed like a rice dumpling with stuffing exposed.

Ouyang tidied up all the food and daily necessities he had bought.Walking to the bed, he lifted up the cool summer quilt, folded it up, and put it in the closet together with his own cool summer quilt that was kept at the head of the bed.Then turn off the air conditioner and open the windows.

Feeling a heat wave coming, Zheng Yuan turned over on the bed, intending to continue sleeping.In the sleepiness, he caught a glimpse of Ouyang standing by the bed, looking down at himself, and woke up with a jerk.

"Is it illegal to sleep in on Sunday?" He sat up, scratching at his hair, suddenly realizing that with short hair, there was nothing to scratch.

"It's not against the law. But I remember someone saying last night that you have to get up at six this morning?"

Zheng Yuan got up from the bed, stretched his waist, and said resentfully: "I thought that as an industry reporter, I could rest on weekends. I didn't expect to visit real estate."

Ouyang sighed, and handed Zheng Yuan a blue paper box.

Zheng Yuan took it in his hand and saw that there was a silver voice recorder inside.

"For me?"

"Let you work hard. This is a make-up birthday present. Didn't you say that it was not easy to use?"

It's not working anymore.In the spring, Zheng Yuan and Gu Jun went to the scene of the "Local Snake" fight together to interview, and accidentally dropped the recorder on the ground, and was trampled on by the high heels of some girl in the crowd.The recording pen sadly broke the screen, and he kept making do with it.

Zheng Yuan smiled and went to wash up.The bathroom window is bright and clean, and Ouyang has wiped off the shaving cream that was applied to the mirror last night.Grinning his teeth in the mirror, he felt his boredom was wiped away.

"Where did you go to make an unannounced visit to the real estate today?" Zheng Yuan was shaving with Ouyang's newly bought shaving cream, and Ouyang asked in the room.

"Changshan District." Zheng Yuan answered vaguely.

"I'll go with you." Ouyang's voice came again.

"Are you sure? It takes two hours from here." Zheng Yuan poked his head out, and Ouyang was covering the bed with a sheet.

"It's okay, I'm planning to go over there to look at the house too."

Reality is reality.Zheng Yuan also knew that no matter how happy he was at the moment, he had to face the reality that Ouyang wanted to buy a wedding house.

As soon as I stepped out of the subway exit, a wave of heat hit my face.Zheng Yuan and Ouyang retreated unconsciously to the exit of the station, nostalgic for the air-conditioning in the subway.

It was deserted outside the exit of the subway station, and the wide road stretched infinitely far away, but only two dilapidated pickup trucks drove slowly, with the words "plank, floor, lamps, water and electricity" printed on the car body.There are four "black cars" parked on the curb on the left hand side of the exit, and the drivers are huddling together under the shade of the only tree.Seeing Zheng Yuan and the others, a middle-aged man in red short-sleeved asked, "Take a taxi?"

Ouyang was about to refuse, but Zheng Yuan spoke up.

"Do you know how to get to the real estate in Happiness Nine Mile?"

The man with red short sleeves fanned the newspaper in his hand, and stretched out three fingers with the other hand, "30."

According to the mobile phone map, the distance is less than two kilometers, and it costs 30 yuan.Zheng Yuan's current Real Estate Weekly does not reimburse transportation expenses, let alone black cars.Ouyang waved his hand and signaled Zheng Yuan: "It's not far anyway, let's go over there. Don't you want to visit, just to see the environment around the real estate."

Zheng Yuan pondered, smiled apologetically at the red short sleeves, and followed Ouyang's pace.

Changshan District, 30 kilometers away from the city center, is a real estate hotspot that has been hyped up in the past two years.Although there are no living facilities, but as long as the subway is connected, the developer dares to say that this place "switches between prosperity and comfort."

Zheng Yuan and the others said they were looking at the surrounding environment of the real estate, but there was basically no environment to speak of along the way.Lush cornfields and pumpkin fields can be seen here and there behind low fences along sidewalks.Looking far away, on the lonely wasteland, the buildings under construction are covered with dark green protective nets, and the crane is slowly rotating at a high place.

"Are you going to go to these outer suburbs in the future?" Ouyang asked as he walked along the shade of the fence.

"That's right, there are basically no new real estate projects in the city now, so we can only visit these places where nothing shit happens." However, after running around for a few years, Zheng Yuan has gotten used to it.It's just that this kind of real estate visit has less anticipation and excitement than breaking news.

"I'll buy a car after a while, it's convenient for running around."

Looking at the real estate under construction in the distance, Zheng Yuan thought for a moment: "I don't want to buy it."

"Now some models are not expensive."

"No. Think about it... do you need gas, maintenance, and parking spaces to buy a car? For this car, you have to have a stable job and earn enough money every month. You also need a set with A house with a parking space. If you buy a house and need to pay off the loan, you have to work harder to make money...I don't mean spend money, just...buy a new carpet, and to match the carpet, the house needs to be rebuilt Renovate...you understand?" And he has no money at all right now.

Ouyang couldn't understand anymore.Zheng Yuan was afraid of being bound by these things.

"The corn will be ready in two months." Seeing that Ouyang didn't answer, Zheng Yuan said in a joking tone.

Before Zheng Yuan's father changed jobs, their family lived in a small city called Qingyang in the northwest—that is, Ouyang's hometown.The factory area where Zheng Yuan's mother and Ouyang's parents work is next to the countryside.At the end of the summer vacation, they often go to the farmland to steal corn that is about to ripen in the dark.

"Yeah." The weather was unbelievably hot, Ouyang frowned, and turned on the mode of cherishing words like gold.

"Do you remember stealing corn when you were a kid?"

"Well... I still dream sometimes."

"Dreaming about home, or dreaming about stealing corn?" Hearing Ouyang say this, Zheng Yuan didn't expect him to be so nostalgic.

"...I dreamed that the two of us were stealing corn in the field. You ran ahead, and your hands and feet were very nimble. Break one, throw one away. Break one, throw one away..."

"I'm a monkey!" Zheng Yuan let out a laugh, and felt something was wrong after laughing, "I'm not reliable in your eyes."

Ouyang didn't answer, he took out a tissue from his bag and handed it to Zheng Yuan, and took out a tissue himself to wipe off his sweat.

"Once we went to steal corn, a wild dog rushed out from nowhere and wanted to bite people, thanks to you for saving me."

In the end, the dog bit Zheng Yuan's calf so hard that he is now afraid of dogs. This is one of the greatest shames in his life...

Zheng Yuan wiped his sweat with a paper towel, rolled it up, and handed it back to Ouyang.

A hero doesn't mention his bravery.But no matter how he thought about it, he felt that Ouyang was not praising himself.

The real estate of Happiness Jiuli is probably not as long as Jiuli.There are no supermarkets, restaurants, schools, or hospitals.But even if there is not even a bus route in front of the door, the sales office is beautifully built.

The sales lady is also very nice.

Zheng Yuan likes to listen to beautiful people talk the most.He carefully recorded every sentence the sales lady said in the exquisite project brochure.Ouyang listened to the design style of the community and the construction of the garden, and kept silent.

When visiting the model room, while the sales lady was in the living room answering questions from other buyers, Ouyang said to Zheng Yuan, who was studying the closet of the bedroom: "This model room must have a different effect from the handover."

Zheng Yuan answered, expressing doubts.

"You lie here." Ouyang pointed to get off the bed.

Zheng Yuan lay down puzzled.

"The top of the head is against the head of the bed." Ouyang instructed.

Zheng Yuan squirmed upwards according to his words.

"How tall are you?"

"178."

"Look, the length from the bottom of your feet to the end of the bed is definitely not 22 centimeters." Ouyang said, leaning over to look at the other side of the bed, "The width of the bed is definitely not 1 meters."

Because Ouyang blocked it, Zheng Yuan couldn't sit up.There was a smell of sweat and tobacco, which made him inexplicably irritable.

"You are really obsessive-compulsive." Zheng Yuan patted his arm and jumped up from the bed.

"Sorry, sorry, occupational disease." Ouyang also found that he was too serious, "But it is an industry practice for the size of the furniture in the model room to shrink."

Taking Ouyang to visit saved a lot of trouble, but he didn't have any professional authority, Zheng Yuan felt that there was another shame in life.

After nine miles of happiness, the two of them went to three surrounding real estates.The situation is similar to Happy Nine Miles.

Although there is no supporting facilities, and even the building has not yet been built, the people who come to see the house are still eagerly looking forward to it, and can't wait to hand over the money to the developer, planning a new life here in 2 or 3 years. .

If Ouyang bought a house here, what would his life be like in the future?At least it is impossible to say that we can meet each other.Zheng Yuan thought of the colleagues in the newspaper office who bought a house in the suburbs. They usually don't easily attend the evening party. If they do, they will make an appointment to carpool in advance.otherwise

If you go back too late, many taxis will refuse to pick you up.

Ouyang doesn't seem to be very satisfied with these properties either.But when I think about my budget, I feel a little helpless.

"Let's go to other areas some other day, and I'll keep an eye out for you. We'll definitely find a suitable house." Seeing Ouyang's appearance, Zheng Yuan couldn't help comforting him.

Ouyang Ming knew that there was no rush to buy a house, but seeing waves of buyers in the sales office, he was still involuntarily encouraged.The real estate market has started to pick up recently. If you don't hurry up and decide on a suitable house, you don't know how high the house price will be.

Looking at Ouyang's slightly confused expression, Zheng Yuan felt distressed for no reason.Recently, he, a big man, has become like Sister Lin, with stomachaches and headaches for a while, and now finally even a dull pain in his heart.

On the subway on the way back, Zheng Yuan and Ouyang chatted one after another, but they were thinking about their own situation in their hearts.

This kind of heartache seems familiar.When he was young, he thought that liking someone meant being happy and silly.Later, he found that when he liked someone, he always felt uneasy and even wanted to shrink back.Now he realizes that when he really likes someone, he can't help but feel distressed.

At this moment, he is feeling sorry for Ouyang who is about to marry someone else.When he realized this, he found it was too late.

Walking out of the subway station on the return journey, the heat wave still shows no signs of ebb.

Zheng Yuan slowed down at the subway entrance, hesitating to say goodbye to Ouyang and find another place to live.But seeing Ouyang walking in front of Liushen Wuzhu's back, he couldn't speak.

"Look for a place to sit and have something to eat before going back?" Zheng Yuan disappeared, Ouyang hurriedly turned his head until he found Zheng Yuan's location, he proposed with a smile.

What Zheng Yuan said to him was completely out of control.

Feeling hungry, the two found a Korean restaurant near Ouyang's house, regardless of whether it was delicious or not, it was good to go in and enjoy the air conditioner.

Sitting face to face, the waiter brought two cups of barley tea and a menu.Zheng Yuan flicked through the menu.While hesitating, Ouyang glanced at his phone and said: "Jiang Xiaofan gets off work early today, come over to have dinner together."

After hearing this, Zheng Yuan wiped off the sweat from his nose, and said resolutely, "Well...then I want a spicy cabbage bibimbap."

Ouyang looked in disbelief, but he saw Zheng Yuan ordering the meal in a serious manner, and he could only tell the waiter to add a rice bowl for plain water.

Said it was early off work, Zheng Yuan and the others were halfway through their meal before Jiang Xiaofan showed up.The work attire she wore when she met Zheng Yuan last time has been changed into a casual attire.After sitting down next to Ouyang, he swallowed a few mouthfuls of barley tea before he recovered.

"The weather is really terrible." He ordered a seafood soup set meal as he said to himself, Jiang Xiaofan put his hands on the table with a bored face, looked at his fingertips, and said to Zheng Yuan, "I'm here to hand over to you gone."

Handover?Zheng Yuan glanced at Ouyang, but didn't understand Jiang Xiaofan's words.

"Don't call me a kitten or puppy." Ouyang smiled and helped Jiang Xiaofan wipe the sweat on the back of his neck.She shook her head, looking indifferent.

Zheng Yuan saw it, and his heart was full of acid.Also transfer it.This means asking him to leave.Zheng Yuan took out a tissue from the tissue box, wiped his mouth, muttered "Let's go", and wanted to get up and leave.

"I heard you went on a blind date?" Jiang Xiaofan suddenly asked interestingly before he said goodbye.

Zheng Yuan had an expression of how do you know, and sat down again in his seat.

"How is it? Isn't it suitable?" Jiang Xiaofan said without raising his eyelids while eating the small dish in front of Ouyang.

Originally it was something irrelevant to Jiang Xiaofan, Zheng Yuan didn't want to talk about it, but seeing her attitude, he didn't say anything, thinking that he was really a non-recyclable garbage that no one wanted.

"Hehe, she is a good girl. She is good-looking and has a temperament. Wearing a long skirt, she is very beautiful, like a fairy, a goddess." Somewhat unbearable in bragging, Zheng Yuan smacked his mouth and took a sip of barley tea. Shock yourself.

"Do you have a photo?"

How not.Zheng Yuan searched Zheng Roujia's circle of friends, found a travel photo, and handed it to Jiang Xiaofan.

"It's okay, I haven't had much P." Jiang Xiaofan looked at Zheng Roujia's photo, frowned, and then continued to speak calmly.

"Zheng Yuan has a high vision. There were quite a few girls who liked him before." Ouyang saw Jiang Xiaofan provoked the conversation, but he didn't care, and hurriedly smoothed things over.

"Really?" Anyway, Jiang Xiaofan felt wrong when he saw Zheng Yuan for the first time.

Zheng Yuan is noncommittal, now hearing Ouyang mention the past, it's like talking about other people's affairs.

"Then you've never liked anyone else?" Jiang Xiaofan seemed to be specifically against Zheng Yuan today, still asking questions relentlessly.

Zheng Yuan took out a cigarette from his pocket, and the cigarette case became limp due to sweat.Before he took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, Ouyang grabbed it and put it on the edge of the ashtray.

Zheng Yuan smiled helplessly: "Of course I liked it."

After saying this, he looked at Jiang Xiaofan, leaned forward, and said in a low voice, "I'll tell you a story, do you want to hear it?"

Jiang Xiaofan moved away slightly, and said with these indifferent expressions: "What story is so mysterious? Yours?"

Zheng Yuan raised the corner of his mouth and smiled without answering.He leaned back in his chair and said, "It's mine, and it's not mine."

Jiang Xiaofan was aroused by Zheng Yuan's curiosity, he nodded to signal him to continue talking.

Zheng Yuan glanced at Ouyang who was listening indifferently, and continued: "Once upon a time, there was a couple who were about to get married and they bought a house..."

"Wait, are you talking about me and Ouyang?" Jiang Xiaofan hurriedly interrupted after hearing Zheng Yuan's words.

Zheng Yuan pressed his right palm down mid-air, and continued: "Haven't you guys bought a house yet? This couple bought a house, and the parents of both parties are fine. The only thing left is to decorate the house and hold a wedding. Who knows, what a coincidence Coincidentally, guess what? The woman actually found out that one of the staff members of the decoration team was her ex-boyfriend."

Hearing this, Jiang Xiaofan rolled his eyes, expressing that the plot was bloody.There was a little indifference in Ouyang's expression.He reached out and squeezed the back of Jiang Xiaofan's neck, Jiang Xiaofan smiled and shook his head.

Zheng Yuan continued to tell his story: "Don't tell me this story is bloody. Later, the man from the decoration team kept pestering the woman..."

"Don't say it! Let me guess!" Jiang Xiaofan interrupted Zheng Yuan again with great interest, "In the end, that woman eloped with the decoration team!"

Hearing Jiang Xiaofan's words, Zheng Yuan's heart ached. He waved his hands pretending to be calm, and said, "It's not as romantic as you think. Think about it, I bought a house, and my family agreed. If this marriage doesn't work out, I won't be married." Knot?"

"Then tell me, how else can your story end?" Jiang Xiaofan said, turning his head to seek support from Ouyang.Ouyang just smiled, not so naturally.

Zheng Yuan took a sip of barley tea and announced, "Finally, that decorator..."

"Zheng Yuan!" Ouyang stopped in a low voice just after Zheng Yuan's words were halfway through.

Zheng Yuan shut his mouth, smiled apologetically at Jiang Xiaofan, and lowered his head.The story can't go on, and doesn't need to go on.

He raised his head and looked at Ouyang, who had a smile on his face, with sadness hidden in his smile, and condemnation hidden in his eyes.

Jiang Xiaofan didn't understand, so he turned his head to look at Ouyang, and asked, "What's wrong? What did Zheng Yuan say wrong?"

Ouyang shook his head and said, "It's not wrong."

Jiang Xiaofan looked at Ouyang's expression, saw Ouyang's anger, and asked: "Then you let him finish the sentence?"

Ouyang was choked by Jiang Xiaofan's words, he didn't know how to explain it.Zheng Yuan smoothed things over and said, "I misremembered. Ouyang, what happened to this story?"

Ouyang was taken aback, met Zheng Yuan's eyes, looked away, and said, "Finally? In the end, the decorator and the girl realized that their relationship was over, and the young couple got married safely."

After Ouyang's story was told, Jiang Xiaofan burst out laughing. She tapped the edge of the table with her chopsticks and said with a smile, "I didn't expect Ouyang to be so traditional. Zheng Yuan, I still want to hear the ending of your version."

Zheng Yuan picked up the water glass with a smirk, and said: "There is no other version, the ending is just like what Ouyang said."

Jiang Xiaofan nestled back in his seat and said how bored he was.Zheng Yuan used his peripheral vision to scan Ouyang again, and found that he was silently looking out of the window. Zheng Yuan found that his heart had become unconscious, as if he had regained his calm, but it was not the same as usual.

Waiting and waiting, Jiang Xiaofan didn't get the set meal.Ouyang got up and said to urge the meal and pay the bill, but Zheng Yuan didn't say much.

Maybe it was because he couldn't stand the silence, and during the time when Ouyang and the set meal didn't come, Jiang Xiaofan spoke to Zheng Yuan again, which was rare: "You still haven't said how the blind date is?"

"You care so much."

"of course."

"Ha, I went to Four Seasons for coffee yesterday afternoon. The girl invited me, what else do you think?"

"Meet at two or three in the afternoon? Don't you think it's weird?"

When Jiang Xiaofan and Zheng Yuan talk, they always talk like chicken and duck.He emphasized the woman's treat, but she complained about the date time.

"Ah."

"I think there is still something going on." Jiang Xiaofan concluded with a sip of barley tea.

Zheng Yuan didn't reply.Wait, wait, there is something I want to ask Ouyang, but I don't see him coming back.

After dinner, the sky has already darkened, so I walked out of the Korean restaurant.Ouyang took out the key from the bag and handed it to Zheng Yuan, beckoning him to go back first.

Jiang Xiaofan waved his hand: "Go back, I'll take a taxi and leave."

Ouyang carefully observed her expression.It's been a week since they had dinner together, Jiang Xiaofan came to see him today, he must have something to say.But after hearing Jiang Xiaofan's words, he didn't insist anymore, and walked to the side of the road with her, waving to stop the car.

"How long will Zheng Yuan stay with you?" Jiang Xiaofan asked while waiting for the empty car.

"A week at most."

Jiang Xiaofan nodded and kept looking into the distance.Three consecutive taxis carrying passengers passed in front of them, Jiang Xiaofan gave up looking around, turned around and said to Ouyang: "Don't worry about the house, we'll talk about it when my parents come."

"Alright, I can give you some advice when they come." Ouyang wanted to know the problem, but couldn't open his mouth.

"Well...they still want to think about it." Jiang Xiaofan said, finally looking forward to an empty car.

Ouyang was about to ask her the meaning of "consider it again", Jiang Xiaofan had nimbly got into the back seat of the taxi and waved at Ouyang.

"Jiang Xiaofan is still the same as before." Seeing Ouyang walking back from the side of the road in a daze, Zheng Yuan who was waiting in front of the Korean restaurant had nothing to say.

Ouyang said with a smile: "Same as before, I know what I want, and don't give me a chance to be relied on at all."

At night, although it is not as hot as during the day, the oncoming wind is still hot and dry, and the whole person feels like standing at the air outlet of the air conditioner.

Zheng Yuan blinked hard his eyes that were dry due to the hot wind, seeing Ouyang Ruo's lost expression, he still wanted to find a bad joke to make him happy, but he couldn't think of a word for a while.

"Aren't you going to tell Jiang Xiaofan about the house we saw today?" In the end, only this sentence came up.

"I'll talk about it when I have time. Her parents are coming too."

Zheng Yuan recalled that last week Ouyang had dinner at his mother's house and said that Jiang Xiaofan's parents came here to see them, and the specific wedding date was about to be determined.

He didn't dare to answer any more, and couldn't even say a word.Ouyang didn't speak either, and the two walked silently.

"I..." Turning from the main road to the quiet street, the two of them said in unison.

Ha ha.Both of them laughed in the awkward atmosphere.After laughing, it was a deeper embarrassment.

Zheng Yuan wanted to say, "Did I bother you?"

But he couldn't speak.

Before waiting for Ouyang to speak, Zheng Yuan suddenly felt very boring.

"Just now, I didn't blame you for talking too much, it's just..." Ouyang explained the story of interrupting Zheng Yuan during the meal.

The person in front of him is someone else's future husband.Now he is worrying about Jiang Xiaofan.Zheng Yuan can only watch here, at most listen to his complaints, and relieve his boredom.Then what else?Of course he shouldn't expect anything else.Since he said something he shouldn't have said because of a momentary heartache, even if he made Ouyang unhappy, he didn't need Ouyang's apology.

"I know. I've said hello to Gu Jun, and I'm going to live with him for two days." Thinking of this, Zheng Yuan whispered to Ouyang.

Under the street lamp, Ouyang's face was pale, and he looked at Zheng Yuan unexpectedly.The conversation between Zheng Yuan and Jiang Xiaofan today made him sure that the person who was trapped by the past and unable to move forward is Zheng Yuan.

How many years has it been since that happened?Ouyang calculated in his heart.

5 years?Or even longer.During this time, Ouyang thought he had completely let go.And now he also knows that Zheng Yuan did not.

Maybe, I should find a time to tell him, or forget it.