rebirth of the nasty

Fang Zijin instinctively felt that this girl had a story, so she put down the question marks all over her head, and began to gossip: "Sister, listen to what you said, it seems that there is a story?"

The girl turned her head to look at him, and muttered: "The appearance and temperament are not bad, he should not be a dead wretched man who is flirting everywhere..."

Fang Zijin didn't hear clearly, his face was dumbfounded and his head was full of question marks: "Ah? What did you say?"

The girl hiccupped in a low voice, then smiled sweetly, showing a canine tooth: "It's nothing, I praise you!"

Fang Zijin scratched his head, his intuition was not the case, but his curiosity about the story (principle) matter (material) surpassed everything, and after thanking the girl, he asked again: "The one who can tell me about you?" story?"

The girl agreed, holding the cup with one hand, and caressing the wall of the cup with the other, sinking into memories.

A few years ago, she rebelled and ran away from home in the second stage of middle school, and ran into a wandering singer in a small town that had not yet completed commercialization at that time.The singer had a job to make ends meet, but after several years of working in an industry that he didn't like, he became more and more tired of this kind of life, so he suddenly became passionate when he was approaching the age of standing, a letter of resignation, a backpack and a guitar, just like this. On the wandering road of walking and singing.And because of this chance encounter, two paths that should have been parallel had corners and intersections under such a background. Because of the same experience that was not understood by their family members, or some other subtle and indescribable things, they naturally fell in love with each other. Across the gap in age and family background, they became confidants.

It's just that the singer hadn't stayed in the town for a few days, and he received a phone call informing his mother that he was seriously ill, which made the two of them go from the intersection of the town to two divergent futures.

Fang Zijin got a general understanding of the situation from the girl's vague description, but couldn't help asking: "Well... I may ask, is this true?" The kind with only single-digit clicks.

The girl was probably a little drunk, and couldn't hear the suspicion in his words. She nodded her head a few times as if being pulled by a mechanical pulley that had been in disrepair for a long time: "Yes... yes... hiccup..."

Fang Zijin frowned at the belch.The girl started rambling again: "That idiot, how much money can the guitar manage... looking for someone everywhere... looking for someone to sell... if it wasn't for me... if it wasn't for me..." As she spoke, she became more and more conscious Not clear, can't tell why.Fang Zijin was confused, and was about to ask again, but saw her fall down on the table like a kite with a broken string.

Fang Zijin looked around, but didn't find anyone around who seemed to know the girl, so he had no choice but to ask the bartender brother at the bar for help.

The bartender brother glanced over the bar, didn't intend to come over, and said without any surprise: "It's her, it's always like this, you don't have to worry about it."

Fang Zijin curled his lips and complained to the system: "Why are the people in this bar so weird..."

The system responded quite frankly, and directly displayed a kaomoji of "spreading hands" in his mind.Then added: "Why don't you pay more attention to this matter? I think it can be used as material."

There must be nothing to ask from the girl who fell asleep. Fang Zijin saw that the bartender seemed to know about the girl, so he took the opportunity to ask him: "What's the matter with this girl? She said there is a singer who sells guitars?" Do you know what's going on?"

Seeing that he asked this question out of curiosity rather than out of gossip, the bartender simply told the girl's story.

The girl had some money at home, but her parents were busy with work and didn't care about her, so she ran away from home to the ancient town.At that time, the singer had just wandered into the ancient town, hadn't found a way out, and didn't make much money by singing on the side of the road.The two frustrated people met in the bar like this.

Sometimes friendship is as mysterious as love. Maybe with a few words or a few glasses of wine, two people become friends.The same is true for girls and singers-although the singers at that time were so poor that they could only drink water, the girls bought wine.

During the conversation, the singer mentioned that he had to go home because his family was seriously ill, and he was very depressed because he couldn't make the trip because of lack of money.Without further ado, the girl took out a stack of banknotes from her bag and slapped them on the table: "Seeing how we hit each other so well, I should borrow it from you."

Ordinarily, the girl's behavior is really stupid. These days, liars like to play the emotional card most. There are not many liars like singers who talk about their family's serious illness to win silly sympathy.

However, after all, there is a saying that "good people are rewarded", and the girl's momentary chivalry was not unlucky.In order to reassure the girl, the singer gave her his beloved guitar, which he spent more than a month's salary to order, and asked for the girl's bank card number, and promised to pay back the money, patting his chest with tears in his eyes.

Three months later, the girl who returned to her city after relaxing had forgotten about it, but the mobile bank reminded her that she had received a transfer from an unfamiliar account—and usually only her parents transferred money to her.At that time, the girl's parents had already torn their faces because of the affair, and they didn't want her as a "oil bottle". At such a sad moment, the transfer she received made her feel really mixed.

Fang Zijin was confused when he heard this: "Then why did she come to the ancient town again?"

The bartender brother wiped the glass with a clean rag, and said, "It seems that the singer didn't leave her contact information. The girl remembers that the singer said that she would come to get the guitar back after paying the money, so she came to Guzhen to look at the guitar when she was free." Is it still there? But no one has come to take away the guitars that have been stored in our store since then.”

But Fang Zijin was still puzzled: This girl can't do it, can she?Since it was a passer-by who met once, and he didn't tell me his contact information after paying back the money, he made it clear that he didn't intend to continue contacting, so why did he bother to look for it?

The system naturally cannot answer Fang Zijin's question, because its database only has "useful" information, and such complicated and useless things involving human emotions are naturally not included.

Fang Zijin really wanted to wait for the girl to wake up so that he could interview her about her state of mind, but no one could tell when a drunk person would wake up.So I had no choice but to give my contact information to the bartender, and ask him to help tell the girl when the time comes.

Probably the questioning gaze of the bartender was too sharp, so he had no choice but to explain with a shy face that he was doing writing work and wanted to interview the girl's thoughts.

This is the case for the time being.It's getting late, and it doesn't matter if he spends a night in the past, but now, although he knows that his brother will definitely not be able to see it across thousands of mountains and rivers, the feeling of guilt still exists, and he is not going to hide it in order to hide it. Feeling guilty, he did the opposite, so he honestly went back to the inn he had booked.

As soon as he tidied up and wiped his drenched hair, Fang Zijin called Jin Muyun.

"Brother, it's me. I've arrived in the ancient town...Well, don't worry, I've settled down...Hey, I'm not a child, you know, safety comes first."

A series of responses from honest children on his side, it seems that a child who has traveled far for the first time in more than 20 years is talking to his old father.After imagining the image of the white-haired Jin Muyun looking kindly at him with reading glasses, he himself shuddered and got goosebumps all over his body.

In fact, Fang Zijin was not the only one who was uncomfortable, and Jin Muyun, who was far away in Jinshi, was also not at ease.Ordinarily, after years of honing his "acting skills", things like booing and asking for warmth are nothing to him, but for no reason, after Fang Zijin left home for a day, he clearly wished that the two of them would be farther apart a few days ago Some, he finally couldn't hold back, and wanted to talk to the other party more.Even if it's some unnutritious greetings, even if it seems that he is very talkative.

Fortunately, although Fang Zijin is a nervous person, he occasionally knows how to take care of each other's emotions. He obviously thinks it's funny that his brother who cares about him so much is funny, but he refrains from opening his mouth.But when Jin Muyun asked him seriously what he had for dinner today, Fang Zijin finally couldn't help laughing: "Oh, brother, I thought you were too busy to go home a few days ago, and you are busy now, so you have leisure time." Care about what I eat."

Of course Jin Muyun heard the banter in his younger brother's words, and couldn't help but put on a stern face, pretending to be angry and said: "You dare to joke with me now?"

Fang Zijin now has a thick skin and dares to tease his brother. Hearing what Jin Muyun said, he immediately flattered him shamelessly: "Hey, brother, you won't be angry, right? Hey, I know you won't be angry with me."

Ordinarily, Jin Muyun would be annoyed by this kind of cunning trick in front of him, but the strange thing is that when the initiator of this act was replaced by Fang Zijin, his acceptance was much higher at once, and the other party used In his eyes, this kind of clumsy technique is like acting like a baby.So Jin Muyun happily replied: "Of course."

Fang Zijin dared to make such a joke with the mood of molesting his brother because he had a solid heart, but he never thought that Jin Muyun would respond so cooperatively.At this time, he became the embarrassed one instead, so he coughed and changed the subject: "Well, I just met a pretty strange girl..."

Although Jin Muyun already knew about his younger brother's sexual orientation, he couldn't help but frown when he heard that he met a girl.But after he followed Fang Zijin's eloquence to sort out his thoughts, he realized that the girl was not the point, but that the younger brother was asking for his opinion on this matter.

The fact that he had to discuss everything with him undoubtedly succeeded in pleasing Jin Muyun, so he graciously forgave the other party's quick trip and gave him a suggestion: "Maybe you can take the part in this story Girls and singers write in the direction of love. Now everyone likes stories about love and love, and writing them in a more ambiguous way makes it easier to spread."

Fang Zijin's decision-making towards Jin Muyun is often a blind obedience attitude under the attitude of looking up, and this time is no exception. He did not consider asking Zhu He, who is a real expert, and followed Jin Muyun's instructions. Before going to bed, he took his laptop and After working on the draft for a long time, I gave the story I drafted a title: "A Love Song".

Well, this title belongs to the kind that won't be popular at first glance.

When he received a text message from an unfamiliar number the next day, and met the girl from yesterday in the bar as promised, Fang Zijin gained some inspiration after listening to the story from her perspective.Since the girl had already learned about Fang Zijin's occupation from the bartender, she finally pursed her lips and made a request: "Can you say something at the end of the article and ask him to contact me. I want to know how he is doing now .”

After Fang Zijin thought about it, there was no problem, so he agreed.

It was only then that the girl breathed a sigh of relief, as if a big rock had fallen from her heart.