so-called life

The so-called life【Chapter 2】

Deng Yi hurried to open the door, turned around and winked at Yang Qihui, implying that there must be a long-legged nurse sister standing outside the door.

The result was beyond his expectation.

There was an unattractive man standing at the door, who looked not young, he should be 28 or [-] years old.He had a thin chin, thin but chapped lips, and disheveled hair that had grown past his eyebrows.His eyes were beautiful, with a slight redness at the corners of the slender eyes, which was somewhat obvious on the pale face, and stretched to a long distance.Even though there is no sparkle in the eyes, on the contrary they are more hollow, but those eyes are still beautiful.

The man was only wrapped in a washed and faded black down jacket with dirty cuffs, jeans and gray sneakers, both of which looked like they had been worn for a long time, and some of them had even been threaded off.

Although the whole person has a sense of decadence.But he has a slender neck, protruding from the down jacket with a wide open neckline, perfect without any blemishes.

The man went to the bed and lifted the pillow, but he couldn't find the small hidden knife.

Before Yang Qihui could speak, the man stretched out his hand: "Knife."

Yang Qihui only noticed that his knuckles were obvious, and there were large and small scars on his wrists. His wrists were exposed from his sleeves, so thin that only bones remained.

"Where's the knife?" The man continued to stretch out his hand.

Deng Yi came back to his senses, hurriedly took out the knife from Yang Qihui's wheelchair, and quickly stuffed it into the man's arms: "I'm sorry, look at this knife, it's not that we want to take it away..."

The man walked out of the door without saying a word, and when he reached the door, he remembered something again, turned around and said, "Thank you."

As soon as the door was closed, Deng Yi squatted against the wall as if escaping from death, and said to himself: "Thank God."

Yang Qihui was puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"

"That man looked crazy at first glance, and it was exactly as the nurse said. I think his suicide is not bad, at least he won't hurt others. Just look at his fierce appearance just now, saying that he is a fugitive murderer. It's not too much!" Deng Yi carried Yang Qihui to the hospital bed, "Let's hope for luck and don't let him find it again."

Yang Qihui was stunned, staring at the direction the man left without saying a word.

Deng Yi stretched out five fingers, waved them in front of Yang Qihui's eyes, and suddenly realized: "Oh my god! I know! You won't... You can't see him! I thought you were in love with that aunt before." , So I guessed wrong!"

"Stop talking nonsense," Yang Qihui pushed Deng Yi's paw away, "Do you think... his eyes are very beautiful."

"I didn't notice," Deng Yi scratched at his hair, "but I think he looks weird. It's not that he's ugly, but he's a little too thin, which doesn't look like what a normal person should have—so he's crazy. Well. Don't you think so?"

Yang Qihui didn't say much, he closed his eyes, but his mind was full of the appearance of that man.

In less than three months, Deng Yi forced Yang Qihui to go through the discharge procedures. The reason was very simple: first, the nurses were all attracted by Yang Qihui, and Deng Yi was not there; second, the hospitalization fee was too high, and Yang Qihui Still can't get a point.

So Yang Qihui pushed a wheelchair and checked in at Deng Yi's house confidently. During the day, he helped Deng Yi look at the tobacco shop, and at night he played games in Deng Yi's rental house, looking sloppy.It's a thousand miles away from the days when I used to wear suits and leather shoes every day.Although Yang Qihui felt disgusted in his heart, it didn't help.

It was spring in a blink of an eye, and Yang Qihui could already get out of his wheelchair and walk a few steps staggeringly.The days are still the same as before, which makes him feel tired and anxious.

Deng Yi could clearly see it, but he didn't express anything. Instead, he started to leave early and return late, not knowing what he was busy with.

When Yang Qihui was able to walk quickly by himself, Deng Yi rushed into the house in a hurry: "Clean up quickly, don't be like a beggar. Let's go out for dinner tonight, and I will introduce you to a friend."

In the taxi, Deng Yi would help Yang Qihui tidy up his clothes from time to time, making him very solemn, which made him nervous: "You don't mean to give me a blind date, do you?"

Deng Yi rolled his eyes at him: "You think beautifully."

"Yes, if you want a good girl, you will leave it to me."

"It's useless to leave it to you, do you still need a girl?" Deng Yi said seriously, "Be serious today, I'll find you a job in the provincial library, just sit down every day - you can fight me , do you know how extravagantly I have blown you up? You must not be out of place. "

Yang Qihui breathed a sigh of relief: "You have been busy with this these days? Is it reliable?"

The taxi stopped at the entrance of the high-end hotel, and Deng Yi pushed Yang Qihui down: "I think it's reliable now, take a look at this hotel, tsk tsk tsk... It seems that I have made a big deal."

Yang Qihui ignored him, combed his hair, smoothed the folds on his suit, took a deep breath, and walked in like a gentleman.

The soothing and elegant music in the hotel made Yang Qihui feel a little dazed, as if he was still the boss of a big company, running around every day with big and small entertainments—it was annoying at that time, but now in retrospect, he feels very fulfilled.

The floor reflected light, and the leather shoes made a crisp kicking sound when stepped on it, and the marble pillars on all sides reflected clear reflections.The waitress came around from the hall and led Yang Qihui and Deng Yi into the private room.

Deng Yi poked Yang Qihui, and reminded in a low voice: "By the way, you must not reveal that you like men. I heard that the person in charge of their personnel department particularly hates that kind of person. It seems that it is because his son is, and later severed ties. Now... I won't gossip anymore, anyway, you should pay attention."

Yang Qihui sighed: "There are still many things to do, let's go in."

Pushing open the door of the private room, an old man in his 50s was sitting inside. After seeing Yang Qihui, he looked disappointed: "Little Deng, didn't you say that it was your sister who came? Why did you change?"

Deng Yi dragged Yang Qihui forward and said, "Uncle Liang, look, my younger sister has been in poor health recently, so I brought her boyfriend—didn't you say that there is a shortage of people, and he is also quite good." Just call him Yang Qihui."

your sister?Boy friend?Yang Qihui sullenly cast a sharp glance at Deng Yi from the corner of his eye.

Deng Yi felt chills down his spine, and smiled courteously: "Uncle Liang, let me introduce you to each other. Yang Qihui, come quickly."

Yang Qihui stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and said like a boss, "Hello."

The old man surnamed Liang shook hands with Yang Qihui reluctantly, and then casually said to Deng Yi: "If your sister can come, you should come. If you really can't come... then Xiao Yang can come to work... just report tomorrow, the time Neither rush."

When Yang Qihui saw that his job was settled, he felt much more at ease. He let go of his appetite and swept away several dishes, which made Deng Yi feel distressed.

On the way back, Deng Yi kept thinking: "Yang Qihui, you have no conscience. You eat my food, drink my food, live in my home, and I found you a job. You actually ate so much money from me today—you If you want to eat pork knuckles, I’ll just buy it for you, but you still have to go to this kind of restaurant to spend it... No, you will pay back the money in the future—give me half of the first month’s salary!"

Yang Qihui rubbed his shoulders, and said nonchalantly: "You haven't explained to me that you have a younger sister yet."

Deng Yi laughed and said, "Then... that's not a countermeasure... How can I have a younger sister—that old man doesn't want a man to do this job, I heard that his son was hooked up and ran away by a librarian before." You see, I kill two birds with one stone like this, and I made up a younger sister, which also proves that you are very straight."

Yang Qihui sneered: "Is he as good as he is? Not everyone can covet his son. Didn't the two of them break off their relationship a long time ago? Is it possible that they are still afraid that I will seduce him?"

Deng Yi frowned and said in disgust: "Don't talk nonsense, he is a very straight straight man, anyway, he doesn't like you."

Yang Qihui prepared his resume the next morning, went to see the straight old boss, and started working in the afternoon.

The work is indeed as easy as Deng Yi said, just sit down every day and stay with your legs crossed, but Deng Yi has overlooked one very important point - this work is very boring.Extremely boring, let Yang Qihui recall his past scenery again.

Spring is coming soon, Deng Yi is busy with blind dates, while Yang Qihui is still single.

With too much work and no big ambitions recently, Yang Qihui would feel empty in his heart—he began to miss his ex-boyfriend.

This sudden thought sent a chill down Yang Qihui's spine - he was afraid that he would find the little boyfriend who abandoned him again - there is nothing more spineless than this in the world.

But meeting again depends on fate, Yang Qihui comforted himself like this, as long as he never sees each other again, he can save face: first, it is really embarrassing to meet an old lover, and second, if he knows his current job... Yang Qihui can't think about it anymore.

But sometimes the more you don't want to happen, the more you want to happen.

One afternoon, because of the cloudy sky, few people entered the library.The staff also looked lazy, and interns like Yang Qihui slipped away early, so Yang Qihui also planned to leave early.

Getting off the elevator from the third floor to the first floor, and then turning out of the long corridor, Yang Qihui walked in such a hurry that he didn't even change his work clothes.

The sky was getting cloudier, and it looked like it was going to rain.Yang Qihui didn't bring an umbrella and planned to rush home all the way.As soon as he rushed out of the gate with all his might, he bumped into someone head-on.

Yang Qihui suddenly became dizzy, pushed the man, and didn't bother to apologize, just about to leave in a hurry, but heard a suspicious voice from behind: "Yang...Qi Hui?"

Yang Qihui froze, turned his head reflexively and saw the face he least wanted to see, wearing a brand-name suit and tie, and the car he bought for him was parked behind him.

The guy he bumped into happened to be an ex-boyfriend.

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