A look at the south of the city

The night is full of stars, and the moon is a good moon.

A corner of the suburbs, a villa area.The years are quiet outside, and the demons dance wildly inside.

A toast to a toast, a toast to a toast.There is no meaning of breaking up at all.In a dimly lit corner, a man had a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, pinched it with his fingertips familiarly, flicked the ashes, and exhaled a cloud of mist.

Some people couldn't see it, so they leaned over, holding a glass of wine, shaking:

"Fu Nan, I haven't seen you for so many years. Brothers arranged a situation for you to catch the wind. It's good for you to hide here alone. Let's ignore these beauties. Fu Shao's eyes are on his nose, his nose is on his heart, and he is practicing Taoism." ?”

This person never leaves his hands, and he doesn't know when it happened.In the dark box, a little spark on the fingertips flickers on and off.Fu Nan breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded with a half-smile:

"Not at all. Why, why don't you get drunk today?"

The visitor slapped his forehead, drank a glass of foreign wine, and yelled out of righteous indignation:

"You kid can do it. Look at the hairline of my brother. At this age, it is no worse than back then. It takes half my life to save a game. Is it considered to be giving up your life to accompany a gentleman? Knowing that you have no conscience, you should give it a face and wait for it." Show your face for a while."

Fu Nan raised his eyes, scanned the surrounding area, and said leisurely:

"San'er, what kind of monsters and ghosts did you find? It's the middle of the night, and I'm so tired looking at it."

This man with a rather impressive hairline is Fu Nan's youngest. He is obviously not a few years older than Fu Nan, but he has already stepped into the middle-aged ranks. Soaking goji berries in a thermos cup can't stop the hairline massive rear shift.

San'er faced the screen of the mobile phone and kept arranging her hairstyle. Although the styling took a whole morning, it actually looked the same, the Mediterranean was still the Mediterranean.But San'er seemed quite satisfied, and even felt a little better. He opened WeChat, clicked on the friend column, and found a photo, shaking it in front of Fu Nan:

"How about it, are you refreshing?"

Fu Nan remained calm, and sat up slightly with his crooked body on the sofa. The smoke was so thick that he couldn't see his expression clearly:

"Where did it come from?"

San'er's eyeballs rolled around, and he found a lot of photos, just kept saying in Fu Nan's ear:

"Hey, hey, this kid from the Gu family is promising, he's been flying around all day."

"Fu Nan, is this the Melbourne you've been staying in all this time, tsk tsk tsk."

"All of you are evil capitalists, spending the hard-earned money of our working people, tossing around every day."

……

Fu Nan was quite patient, waiting for the greasy middle-aged man in front of him to show off, and then he blew out a smoke ring:

"Tell me, how can you give it to me."

San'er smiled, made a gesture, and patted Fu Nan's shoulder meaningfully:

"Brother is going to Italy in a few days to watch a Beckham game. After all, it's rare to fight in China. You have to fly to see it. Your sister-in-law's there, smooth things over for me."

Fu Nan couldn't hold back, he laughed, and the cigarette ash also fell rustlingly:

"Third brother, it's the first time I know that Beckham is originally from Italy. Besides, he retired in 13 years. What kind of football game did he go to watch?"

As expected, the middle-aged man had a strong concentration, and when he was exposed face to face, he showed no shame on his face. Instead, he put his hands on Fu Nan's shoulders, stiffened his pose, and looked like he was reminiscing about the past:

"Fu Nan, it doesn't matter where brother is going, but when will you and this Gu family boy be tall? The third brother's children can be soy sauce, you two... just hang around like this?"

Fu Nan didn't have time to break up with the middle-aged man, so he took the phone, found the man's WeChat business card, sent it to himself, confirmed receipt twice, then threw the phone of the visitor over, twisted Extinguish the cigarette butt:

"Third brother, thank you."

The middle-aged man scolded angrily, the heartless little bastard, patted his ass and left after taking something, he worked hard for a long time, and he didn't know what to draw.

The boy had gone a long way and had long since disappeared.After a while, the screen of my mobile phone turned on, and the person who sent the message was that heartless white-eyed wolf, who tossed and said a few words on it, but the eyes of the middle-aged man were red.

"Third brother, you just misremembered my sister-in-law's birthday, and you can remember the names of the players well. Bring me and my sister-in-law. In a few days, I bought his favorite Transformers for Mingming's birthday. I will bother you when the time comes. Remember to open a few A bottle of red wine, don't hide it."

The middle-aged man didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He felt that he had old arms and legs, and he couldn't bear to stay up late with young people. His eyes were so astringent that he wiped it with his hand and cursed:

"Stinky boy."

Fu Nan opened most of the car window, and plunged into the vast night. The cold wind blew straight into his neck. The thin layer of jacket, just looking at the wind, couldn't resist the biting chill at all.Fu Nan gripped the steering wheel tightly and stared at the front, as if he didn't feel the cold.

He casually turned on the music radio station in the car. Fu Nan was a nostalgic person, and he was not used to car CDs. He had listened to the same radio station for many years, endlessly, and never got tired of it.

On the radio day after day, the melody of LetHerGo is played.

Time seemed to be back to that year again, the man said congratulations, turned around and left.All these years, I have been alone, listening, listening, together with joys and sorrows, six years have passed in a flash.

The lyrics were lukewarm, but Fu Nan couldn't stand it.When the cold wind blows, people's hearts suddenly become desolate.

Well you see her when you fall asleep

Now you have to meet her in your dreams

But never to touch and never to keep

But this dream is too fragile to be touched, nor can it last for a long time

Cause you loved hertoomuchand youdivedtoodeep

The deeper you love her, the deeper you fall

Onlyknowyouloveherwhenyoulethergo

It's only when you let go that you realize it's true love

Andyoulethergo

but you let her go

Fu Nan drove the car into the garage, came out, leaned against the car door, and closed his eyes.

I reached out to touch the cigarette, only to find it was empty.

It seems to be vaguely heard, quite youthful complaints, cold fingertips covering the back of his hand, a sharp kung fu, the cigarette case was changed, the young man smiled complacently, but pretended to sneer indifferently :

"Smoking and drinking hurt your health, who cares about him? Do whatever you want, the Fu family quickly find someone to come and take him away. I, Gu Mo, cannot blame him for his life or death."

He looked like a well-behaved young man with a good face that would make anyone walk past him, but he had an arrogant and domineering personality.With a head full of crooked thoughts and a belly full of bad water, the youngest son of the Gu family is an outstanding figure, unmatched in the circle.

At Fu Nan's age, most of them start a family early, and the rules passed down from their ancestors are not negotiable.

Or one or two are different, either they cannot afford a wife, or they are busy with their careers.

Like Fu Nan, who looks like a dog and is about to run three times, and there are a lot of little girls chasing after him. How many people are holding the hands of Boss Fu and Boss Fu? Can afford the bride price.

Flying around every day, New Zealand today, England tomorrow, except for a few days of routine work, going to and from branch offices for meetings and inspections, most of the year is spent at leisure.Come to think of it, he's not a career-focused master.

Then there is only one left,

People live in their hearts.

Fu Nan blew a cold wind in the middle of the night before entering the house.One hundred square meters, although it is not very big, but living alone, in the dead of night, it is very empty.Fu Nan stared at the WeChat business card on his phone, and after a while, sent a request to add friends.

The company has backlogged a lot of documents for nearly half a month, they will be used for tomorrow's meeting, and must be reviewed tonight.However, Mr. Fu waved his hand and pushed everything aside.Staring at the phone with both eyes, wishing to stare at a hole.

Time passed by every minute and every second. At around four o'clock in the morning, the phone rang, and the interface was a reminder that the friend had passed the verification.

Fu Nan's nerves had been stretched for a long time, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled involuntarily, took out a pair of thin-legged gold-rimmed glasses, and put himself into the all-night work, smiling like a gentle scum.