Reborn Future's Birthday

"Then let me ask you to celebrate your birthday. It's here."

There are more than a dozen old buildings with an average of 20 floors standing in front of you. The walls are mottled. There are many small advertisements on the walls of the first floor, even on the stairs, and many words such as "connecting the sewer" and "recruiting male and female public relations" , "Building daily rent and hourly rent" and so on.

"The elevator has been broken for a long time. Let's go up the stairs. It's on the nineteenth floor, so be prepared."

The corridor lights went up and down, Meng Jun stomped his feet a few times, the corridor lights came on, flickered more than ten times, then went off again like a ghost.Meng Jun took out his mobile phone and took advantage of the faint fluorescent light on the screen to illuminate his way: "Be careful where you step."

Tuoba Qingsheng took out a flashlight from his backpack and snapped it on: "Use this."

"A backward style flashlight...Qingsheng, you are really from the countryside."

Meng Jun complained while climbing the stairs: "I hate climbing stairs the most, especially this kind of building where even the lights are broken. If I have money, I must move out."

"You got a good harvest today."

"My first time there."

When he reached the nineteenth floor, Meng Jun's breath was a little unstable. He walked to a door, took out a key and turned it left and right a few times, but he couldn't open it. The inside opened, and a figure stood behind the backlight: "You are back."

Meng Jun pushed the man in: "Happy birthday, welcome to the humble house."

"You brought someone back again."

The word "you" indicates that Meng Jun used to take care of people at home, and Tuoba Qingsheng wanted to laugh inexplicably.

Meng Jun turned around and stared at him: "God, you actually laughed! I thought you had a paralyzed face and no expression."

A towel was thrown on Meng Jun's head: "Go and wash it, you smell like dust."

Meng Jun grabbed the towel and said, "Qingsheng, this is my cohabitant, Chen Ping, he is always inexplicable, just ignore it."

Tuoba Qingsheng followed Meng Jun to wash his face, he stared at the person in the mirror for a while, and walked out of the bathroom.

Listening to the sound of water dripping from the bathroom, Chen Ping took out a hot nutritious meal from the microwave. Meng Jun came out, his hair was still dripping, and he lay lazily on the table with his mouth facing his forehead. Blowing air: "Damn nutritious food! I must have a good meal when I have money! Green vegetables, sweet and juicy stew... just thinking about it makes my mouth water. God, give me a little luck, not too much Just buy a lottery ticket and win the third prize..."

After supper, Meng Jun was already sleepy. Chen Ping was a night owl, and Tuoba Qingsheng caught a glimpse of a computer in his room that didn't match the house at all. On the light screen, the game scenes were colorful and extremely realistic.

The real usable area of ​​this house is only 50 square meters, but it is divided into 3 bedrooms, 1 living room, 1 kitchen and 1 bathroom. table.The empty room was unoccupied for a while, and there was some dust. Meng Jun asked Tuoba Qingsheng to sleep on the sofa in the living room for a night, and tidy up the room after dawn.

He got into the car before dawn in the morning, traveled thousands of miles, and walked on the streets of Luocheng for a long time, but Tuoba Qingsheng didn't feel sleepy. He took out all his belongings and counted them, and there were less than 500 yuan left. Living like an ordinary person can't last even a week. Meng Jun provides him with a place to stay, even if he only lives for two days, he has to pay rent, water and electricity bills, and he can't eat and drink for free.

Sitting on the sofa in a daze for a long time, there are no plants that can eat people, no poisonous insects and spiders, no weird mutant beasts, this is the territory of humans, and humans are the masters.

I took out the diary from the backpack and started writing in the diary. There was no danger that could threaten my life. Once my spirit relaxed, I fell asleep on the coffee table while writing.

Under the light, Tuoba Qingsheng closed his eyes tightly, and he could see the eyeballs rolling under his eyelids.Someone shouted outside the window, waking up Tuoba Qingsheng. He was always tense, and he stood up reflexively, looking for cover.

The sound of talking and laughing in the corridor came in, and the room was silent. He was a little dazed and didn't know where he was. He stood for a long time before he fully woke up, and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

The person in the mirror is familiar yet unfamiliar. He has lived in this world for three years in this skin. The young man with fair skin and soft hair has transformed into the black-skinned, bright-eyed boy in the mirror. A young man with hair standing on end like a hedgehog.There is only half of the walnut hanging around his neck to ward off evil spirits. The little snake was sent to the space. It seems to like the environment in the space very much. It doesn’t look malicious. A poisonous snake is not malicious to a stranger. What do you think? It's all a little weird.

It was already three o'clock in the morning, and there was a cool breeze outside the window. Tuoba Qingsheng stood by the window and looked out for a while, then went back to the sofa to lie down, and soon fell asleep.

It was almost noon when he woke up, and Meng Jun had already woken up. Chen Ping's life was upside down day and night, and he threw himself on the bed at dawn.

Meng Jun was maintaining his guitar, and Tuoba Qingsheng said, "This guitar looks really good."

Meng Jun said proudly: "Of course, it's not bad to spend tens of thousands of dollars!"

10,000+? !

Looking at Tuoba Qingsheng's suspicious eyes, Meng Jun curled his lips: "Brother was also a rich man back then."

Tuoba Qingsheng didn't ask any more questions, not only Meng Jun, but also Chen Ping, who also had a story, and it would be too much to ask again after just meeting him.

As soon as Meng Jun talked about his favorite music, he started to talk endlessly, and played two songs he composed for Tuoba Qingsheng. He liked to laugh very much and kept laughing. He was a child who was easy to like.

Tuoba Qingsheng sat on the sidelines and watched him play and sing. The irritability he felt these days had unknowingly settled down, and he was distracted. He looked up and saw Meng Jun blinking his big eyes and looking at him. His pupils were extremely black. Tuoba Qingsheng I have never seen such pure eyes, and said unconsciously: "Your eyes are very beautiful."

His voice is clear and magnetic, especially when lowering the tone, it can involve people's minds, and unconsciously explore the colors and temperatures contained in it.

Meng Jun's eyes widened, and a shy expression appeared on his face.

Chen Ping opened the door abruptly: "Can you two change the time and place if you want to talk about love?"

Meng Jun said in surprise: "Ah, Chen Ping, your dark circles are so heavy!"

Chen Ping wiped his face with his hands, and went into the bathroom with a stiff body.

Meng Jun smiled secretly, and stretched out two middle fingers in front of Tuoba Qingsheng: "It's done!"

"Meng Jun, what are you mumbling about? I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat?" Chen Ping's voice was muffled, as if he was washing his face with a towel.

"Dry nutritious biscuits."

Chen Ping didn't say a word, took a cup of boiling water and gnawed on the biscuits. After eating, he went into the room without responding to any sounds outside.

"Thank you for taking me in." Tuoba Qingsheng said, taking out the little money left, "I'm bothering you... I think I should go, and the money will be considered as my overnight stay."

Meng Jun squinted at him: "Is it because you look down on people, I'm short of that little money?"

"It's not looking down on me. I can't take advantage of you. I am very grateful to you."

"If you want to go, go!" Meng Jun was angry, and he didn't take the money, he pushed Tuoba Qingsheng out of the door, but Tuoba Qingsheng didn't move, Meng Jun threw the rag on the coffee table, silently After returning to his room, a messy guitar sound came out after a while, showing that he was in a very bad mood.

Tuoba Qingsheng knew that he hurt him, Meng Jun was a relatively simple child, he just wanted to help himself, he didn't ask for anything in return, giving money would be an insult to him, but it's not always good to owe favors.After a while of silence, Tuoba Qingsheng stood in front of Meng Jun's room door and knocked lightly: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. You are a good boy, Meng Jun."

The guitar sound stopped abruptly, Meng Jun didn't speak, but it seemed that he should have heard it.Tuoba Qingsheng stood in the living room, glanced at the clock, put his backpack on his back, and slightly amplified his voice: "I'm leaving, goodbye."

Meng Jun came out with a stern face and bulging cheeks, as if he was still angry: "Where are you going?"

Tuoba Qingsheng explained: "I have something to do, I just passed through Los Angeles yesterday."

"Then you are leaving Los Angeles today? Have you bought a ticket?"

"No, I'm going to have a look."

Meng Jun held him back involuntarily: "Where can I go to see it? Chen Ping has a computer, so you can just book tickets online, so you don't have to go out."

Chen Ping is an absolute nerd, Tuoba Qingsheng has never seen him go out, the real door is not out of the door, he sleeps during the day, and the thick curtains block all the sunlight outside, no wonder he is always pale , which is a mark that has not seen the sun for a long time.

Meng Jun knocked on his door twice, and went in without waiting for a response. Chen Ping didn't sleep, and was crouching in front of the computer with a pale face. Meng Jun pulled Tuoba Qingsheng in: "Ah Ping, Qingsheng needs to buy a ticket. Help me fix it."

Chen Ping didn't look at the two of them, and asked, "Where did you go?"

"Uh, Shang Huadu."

Chen Ping quickly called the ticketing website: "Identity number?"

Tuoba Qingsheng hesitated, Chen Ping immediately turned to stare at him: "No?"

"No." Tuoba Qingsheng thought for a while, "I am a dead person."

Meng Jun was dumbfounded, and stammered, "Yes, just kidding...it's not funny."

Tuoba Qingsheng smiled: "Do you know the news about the explosion of the warship transporting students two years ago? I was lucky to be one of the survivors, but the authorities thought I was dead and canceled my household registration - I was going to Shanghuadu to restore my household registration of."

Meng Jun stretched out a finger to poke his arm, felt the warm touch, and breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me to death."

"I'm sorry." Tuoba Qingsheng said, "Since I can't book a ticket, I might go to the relevant department first and ask them to issue a certificate, otherwise I can only take the next transportation or walk to Shanghuadu. "