[Waiting for the end of the world] Dongli chrysanthemum

There are not many people who know Bianhuahuakai in the area, he is hardly famous, and the announcement of the Tianwai Feixian Guild did not cause any disturbance, but the South JM Tiangang actually issued a world announcement for such an unknown person, with the intention of protecting It's so obvious that people can't help but have an idea.

Eleven watched the information on those World Channels for a while, got up and went into the kitchen, he was a little hungry, and wanted to cook some noodles to fill his stomach, the food he ate in Taozhuang was not even half full, but he was not ashamed to tell Yan Changnian He said that he had already eaten a lot. Although the waiter who came to serve the food didn't say anything, he just knew it, and it made people laugh again.Who made him eat so much? During meals, people always talk about this topic with him, which is embarrassing.

The iron pot that was used last time hadn't been brushed yet, so he washed the pot and lit it, poured water into the pot, and while waiting for the water to boil, Eleven moved to the computer again.He is in the neutral camp, and there is nothing else to do in the camp battle, so he packed the things in the warehouse, found a place to sit in the safe area, and started to set up a stall.Minimize the game, open the website to read the news, and look at it and forget that there is still boiling water in the kitchen waiting for noodles. Sniffing suspiciously, he suddenly screamed, "Wok!"

The iron pot was burning red, Eleven frantically turned off the fire, took a ladle of water from the faucet, poured it into the pot, puff, white mist came out of the iron pot, and rushed straight into his face.

Eleven took two steps back, looked at the pot, patted his head in frustration, and sat down in front of the computer again.There was no range hood in the kitchen, so he waited for the fog to clear before boiling the water.

I didn't forget this time, the noodles were ready to cook, the waiting time was the most frustrating, Shi Shi had no patience, and went out of the kitchen again.

News: A rural woman was pissed to death because her sons separated.The reporter wrote provocatively with profound writing skills, and his words were full of sympathy for rural women, calling on people to have a conscience and not to be a white-eyed wolf.Eleven read it twice, and then, he smelled a strange smell again... The noodles are in a pot!

The noodles sticking to the pot below have been completely burnt. On the eleventh, the doors and windows were opened to diffuse the smell, and the noodles were shoveled off with a spatula, and the pot was cleaned with a wire brush for half a day. This time, I finally waited for the water to boil honestly. Open, add cold water.

The phone rang, and he ran out to answer the phone. It was Yan Changnian. It turned out that Yan Changnian asked him in the game if he wanted to play on the weekend, and he called after not receiving a reply for a long time.

Eleven stood in front of the pot watching the noodles rolling in the water, while answering the phone while estimating the heat.The neighbor passed by, stretched his head to look inside the house, and said loudly: "Eleventh, the pot is burnt again? I say you, find a wife as soon as possible, no matter how beautiful or ugly, you can't do without a woman in the family!"

Yan Changnian heard it on the other end of the phone and smiled: "The pot is burnt? What about supper?"

Eleven was a little embarrassed, and said vaguely, "Cook some noodles."

Yan Changnian: "Well, when will I try your cooked noodles, I wonder if I will have the honor?"

"What are you talking about? It's just noodles. Come over whenever you want. Well, I don't know if I have any work on weekends. Let's talk about it then."

"Okay, I'll remember, don't regret it when the time comes, I won't admit it."

"No way."

Hanging up the phone, Shi Shi took out the noodles, only put some salt in the noodles, no eggs, seaweed or anything, clear soup and fresh water, he couldn't let it go in the restaurant, at the moment it was only him, throwing away all education and the like Opened it, gobbled it up, a big bowl of noodles came to the bottom in a short while, he licked his lips unsatisfied, and threw the bowl into the sink. When he was a child, he always did housework because of helplessness. After he came out to work, he would not do it if he could not do it. Well, dishes, chopsticks, pans and so on are always piled up, and you have to wait until you need to use them to wash them. It's better in winter, but the smell is not good in summer.

Anyway, no one saw it, and even if they saw it, they didn't need to pay attention to it. It's normal for a bachelor to be sloppy.

The weather was getting colder and colder. Eleven sneezed. He went to the narrow balcony and fiddled with the little tortoise. It was a very common Brazilian tortoise. It was not big. He had been raising it for several years. When I bought it, it was not much bigger than a one-yuan coin, but now it’s the size of a palm. He doesn’t know if other people’s turtles grow so slowly, but if they are healthy, they can grow slowly, and they can be regarded as companions.

The house he rented is close to the outermost ring. It is an old building, in disrepair for a long time, with mottled exterior walls. The creepers planted by the residents on the first floor have withered, and the yellow leaves that have not yet fallen are shivering in the cold wind. The balcony is open-air. Standing on the 6th floor, you can see the bright lights of the city center. The sky there is also colorful, not as good as the sky above his head. The deep blue-black seems to swallow up the tiny him.

Someone rode a small scooter passing downstairs. This community is open, without walls, and even without street lights. The white light on the front of the small scooter is particularly conspicuous in the dark. The one on the first floor is different from the eleventh gate. They always stick together when they go in and out, just like young people in love. In fact, both of them are over [-]. The children are left in their hometown for the elderly to watch, and they can go to elementary school. .

Eleven is always envious of this type of people, they have a good relationship, and there is someone around who can discuss what happens, even if they can't help, they are still relying on.

Shi Shi would feel a little cold at this time. He neither smoked nor drank alcohol. When he was bored, he would sleep with his head down and sleep until he had a splitting headache and could no longer lie down.

The next day he caught a cold, his nose was blocked, his head was a little heavy, and he was too lazy to move, so he leaned against the head of the bed wrapped around the quilt. The computer was turned on almost 24 hours a day. It is estimated that the room was full of radiation. It is said that he has been exposed to radiation for a long time People who live will age faster and have a higher chance of getting sick. I wonder if his cold has something to do with computer radiation?

He drank a lot of water and ran to the bathroom several times. When it was getting dark, his mobile phone rang. It was an unfamiliar phone number. He usually doesn’t answer strange calls, but that person seemed to be determined to achieve his goal. He rang for the fourth time. Eleven picked up the phone.

"Hello? On the other side? I'm Chong Qin." A clear voice came from the other end. Listening to Eleven, he felt that most of his cold was cured all of a sudden.

The two exchanged cell phone numbers early on, but never called.

"Are you free today? Come out and sit down." There was soft music like water on the other end, and Qin Lai's voice was mixed with it, as if it had become a part of the music.

"Okay, it's just that I caught a cold today, and I'm afraid I'll infect you." Eleven propped his forehead with one hand, feeling a little dizzy.

"Hehe, don't be afraid, I'll pick you up?"

"No, tell me the location." Eleven took a pen to write down Qin Lai's address, "It's not far, I'll be there in a while."

Eleven changed his clothes, went downstairs, crossed two streets, and arrived at the brightly lit street. Here and where he lived were simply two worlds, one for light and one for darkness.

Qin Lai did not look like Shi Shi in his imagination at all. He was very mature in his conversation, but in reality, he looked like a student in his early twenties, with short hair cut just right, delicate features, and eyes that were not stained by the dust of the world. color.

The place where Qin Lai made an appointment to meet Eleven was in front of the main entrance of KFC.

Most of the people who came in and out of the door were couples or parents with children. Eleven looked around for a while, but didn’t see the 30-year-old man he thought he was. , and saw Qin Lai smiling at him.

Eleven has always liked people with a melodious voice and a good-looking smile, and Qin Lai's smile made him feel a little uneasy.

Qin Lai asked with a smile: "Bi'an? I'm Chong Qin. I'm sorry to ask you out so presumptuously, um, can I find a place to sit or just take a walk?"

"Just walk around." Eleven said.

The two walked on the street for a while, and some people always turned their heads after passing by. Why?The two of them were dressed almost the same, white shirts, blue jeans, and a pair of dark brown casual shoes. They were surprisingly similar, and they didn't wear them well before they came out.

There were young girls who opened their lips and smiled when they walked by, and some secretly took pictures with their mobile phones. When they saw Eleven noticed them, they covered their mouths and smiled.

Seeing him feeling uncomfortable, Qin Lai said, "Don't pay attention to them—they're just idle people with nothing to do."

"It's a bit weird, their eyes." Eleven said.

Eleven didn't understand the meaning of those gazes, but Qin Lai did, but he didn't explain it to Eleven. The two chatted casually as they walked, and the embarrassment of the first meeting disappeared unconsciously. It was originally because of the world view of life You can only play together in the game if you have similar views, and slowly find that feeling, and it will become natural when you are relative.

When the lights came on, the street was dotted with lights and neon lights, making it look like a dream. When passing by a bar, Qin Lai pulled Eleven into it.

Eleven doesn’t drink, so Qin Lai is familiar with the way and asked him a glass of juice. While waiting for Eleven, he looked at this bar. Not too strong.

Qin Lai drank two glasses of wine in a row, not at all comfortable on the street, and seemed to have a lot of things on his mind. When he asked for the third glass of wine on Eleven, he held down his hand: "Don't drink too much, not good for health."

Qin Lai was drunk, and it seemed that his alcohol capacity was not very good. He lay down on the edge of the table, buried his face in his arms, raised his head after a while, and said with hazy eyes: "Today is my birthday, I want to find When someone comes to accompany me, I think of you."

Eleven was at a loss: "Why didn't you say it earlier! I didn't prepare a gift..."

"You can come out is the best gift."

Eleven looked at him for a while, then asked cautiously, "Are you really 30 years old? Why do you look like you're only in your early twenties? Didn't you lie to me?"

Qin Lai smirked, his shoulders trembled, and said, "You are so funny, don't you look very young too? How do you look like an uncle in his thirties?"

Eleven has black hair. When I first met Qin Lai in the game, a girl in the same team called him "big brother". Eleven seriously asked her to call him "uncle" and explained that he was already thirty A little girl of how old should call him uncle. A group of people laughed happily after they were petrified and disintegrated. From then on, they called him uncle when they saw him.Occasionally, he heard them say something like "mature and forbearing is easy to overthrow", he couldn't understand it. He wanted to ask, but he was afraid of making them laugh more, so he had no choice but to pretend to be confused.