Shocked in late autumn

In late autumn, it emerges from the wind, crashes into the sense of smell, and spreads the scent of cinnamon.

The small and simple apartment is full of dust, and the sun shines through the windows, spreading a layer of floating light on the sleeping person, making his skin more tender and whiter.

Xu Chenyu, who was sleeping, was disturbed by a series of unpleasant cell phone ringtones. He covered his ears and pretended not to hear.

Qiliao's ringing became louder and louder, making his head buzz. With his disheveled hair, he squinted his eyes, reached out and fumbled for the phone, and answered inarticulately: "Brother Jiang, it's only 07:30 now!" .”

On the other end of the phone, an energetic voice sounded: "I'm not afraid that you will forget, I remind you early, at three o'clock this afternoon, Zhongshan Road, see you soon."

The person Xu Chenyu called Brother Jiang was Jiang Xiuyuan, a college classmate of his. Both of them were members of the debating club. They had fought against each other in the arena.

Xu Chenyu had just finished the task assigned by the bureau, and was extremely tired. It was a big weekend, and he just wanted to sleep. He thought about Xiao Jiujiu in his heart, and tried to refuse: "Why don't you find someone else, I've been squatting for half a month , the bones are falling apart."

"Don't tell me," Jiang Xiuyuan refused, and he said softly on the other end of the phone: "I know you as a photographer, and I have already made an agreement with Pei Chuangu. If you don't come suddenly, I can't explain it to him. .”

Xu Chenyu squinted his eyes, in a daze, and gave some advice to his buddies: "In my opinion, why don't you hire a photography team for publicity and post-production? Why do you have to hire me, an amateur... .”

Jiang Xiuyuan used [-] kinds of martial arts and kept boasting: "When it comes to photography, there is no one around me who is more professional than you. Chenyu, you should do my brother a favor and buy you a drink tonight." La said a lot of good things, blowing Xu Chenyu to the sky, but nothing in the world.

Xu Chenyu didn't like this, and said plaintively, "I'm really sleepy!"

I can't be soft, I have to be tough, Jiang Xiuyuan said in a deep voice: "Are you a brother? If you are a brother, don't ink."

Having said all this, Xu Chenyu interrupted him helplessly: "Okay, see you this afternoon."

Before he gave Jiang Xiuyuan a chance to reply, he cut off the phone without saying a word, isolated the noisy voice at the end of the space, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep soundly.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhongshan Road.

This is the busiest commercial street in Z city. There are arcades built on both sides of the street. The appearance is antique and has a southern Fujian style. It seems to have been painted with a historical brush.

Standing in front of a cafe filled with colorful balloons, Jiang Xiuyuan waved to Xu Chenyu from afar, signaling him to walk faster.

The man who greeted him was wearing a sky blue shirt with a bottle of champagne in his arms. He was clean-shaven and combed his hair back, looking energetic.

The young man who was walking towards him looked indifferent, his skin was pure and white, like an untouchable cloud, his eyes seemed to contain autumn water, and the brows were cold. When he saw Jiang Xiuyuan, he smiled slightly, drawing out a pair of small dimples, and he turned cold. Hatch sweet.

Xu Chenyu walked at a steady pace, with a Kodak SLR hanging on his chest, walked up to Jiang Xiuyuan, raised his arm, looked at his watch, the time was just right.

Xu Chenyu raised his watch at him, signaling: "It's exactly three o'clock, I'm not late."

Jiang Xiuyuan grinned, showing two canine teeth, and he put his arm around Xu Chenyu's shoulder: "It's still my brother who insists on loyalty, Xiao Pei is always inside, let's go in first."

When Xu Chenyu looked at the facade, he saw three words "man in the mirror" appearing on the plaque, which was written in cursive script, and the outline was vividly drawn.

Pretty chic.

There is a small logo under the plaque, a gentleman wearing a black top hat, drinking coffee standing in front of the mirror.

The decoration inside is unique and refreshing. The four walls of the store are covered with glass and bronze mirrors, showing petty bourgeoisie in the retro style. With the double charm, it is comparable to the cafes in St. Mark's Square in Venice.

Waiters in uniform and brown bow ties scuttled like egrets.

Jiang Xiuyuan waved to a man in a suit and leather shoes inside: "President Pei."

"Here we come," the man came over with a smile, and greeted him: "Don't stand, find a place to sit first, over there, the window has a good view."

"Congratulations," Jiang Xiuyuan handed the gift to the person, and turned around to introduce: "This is my childhood friend, Pei Chuangu, who is also the owner of this coffee shop. This one is my best buddy, Xu Chenyu, who talked to you earlier. The photographer I mentioned, I will give him the promotion for the shooting of the coffee shop, and I promise that there will be no problem."

Pei Chuangu is a rich third-generation man with a full face. He has the word "rich" printed on his forehead. He has a background in finance and wants to make a career as a genius in the business circle. Opened a high-end coffee shop.

Xu Chenyu stretched out his hand politely, and said in a relaxed manner: "Don't listen to his promises. As for photography, I'm an amateur. I can only do my best for this promotion."

"You help me promote my store for free, thank you before it's too late," Pei Chuangu shook hands with him, and said with great interest, "I've always heard Xiuyuan mention you, the captain of the [-]th debate team of the People's Public Security University, listened to Xiuyuan's speech , Back then, they lost three games in a row, all of which were lost to you, and they have long admired your name."

"I'm not as good as him," Xu Chenyu teased his buddies, and said, "I can't catch up with all the girls in the department just with Brother Jiang's words."

Jiang Xiuyuan spread his palms: "You still say, just because I lost you three games in a row, how many marriages I have ruined."

Xu Chenyu smiled, and said without distraction: "I'm sorry for stealing your limelight."

Jiang Xiuyuan shook his head and clicked his tongue twice: "Your late apology is too insincere."

This Jiang Xiuyuan, who was studying in the Department of Cyber ​​Security and Law Enforcement, was quite well-known in the department. He likes to go to the Teachers College next door when he has nothing to do.A single mouth can turn black and white, whether it is Tang poetry, Song Ci or various schools of thought, he can come up with it at his fingertips, and he is especially good at chasing girls.

When other boys send flowers, Jiang Xiuyuan sends love poems. Other boys only say I love you when they confess to girls. Day and night, the early morning when I wake up with you, is very sour anyway, but those talented women in the Chinese Department suffer from this.

Debate is the most famous of all club competitions in Public Security University, and every time it attracts countless students, of course, there are also beautiful girls from other schools among them.

Before Jiang Xiuyuan met Xu Chenyu, he had a nickname called General Changsheng, and he had never lost in a debate.Ever since he met Xu Chenyu, he has never won again. After losing three games in a row, Xu Chenyu was promoted to a new star male god in the debate. The little girl who had a crush on Jiang Xiuyuan was half away by him.

The two were still arguing with each other because of the events of the year, back and forth, refusing to give in to each other, like singing a double reed, Pei Chuangu laughed out loud.

While exchanging pleasantries at one end, the business partner at the other end came into the venue, and it became lively. Pei Guchuan looked sideways, and he led the two of them to a seat by the window, and told the passing waiter: "Pour two cups of coffee over here. Sit down first, I'll go over and say hello."

This waiter is very handsome, not to mention very beautiful, but with slender eyebrows and almond eyes, and a pair of long legs wrapped under the uniform, he looks good.

Jiang Xiuyuan showed a friendly smile, and said softly to the little girl, "Excuse me, I want a glass of Italian."

The girl responded indifferently and politely, ignoring Jiang Xiuyuan's enthusiastic gaze, and secretly glanced at Xu Chenyu several times instead.

Xu Chenyu has sword eyebrows and star eyes, handsome appearance, a pair of pear dimples at the corner of his mouth, and polarized temperament. hook people.

The girl was very enthusiastic, looked at Xu Chenyu, and said, "What about this gentleman, what would you like to drink?"

Xu Chenyu flipped through the menu, but there was only one page, and he couldn't find the coffee he wanted to drink: "Is there anything else?"

"That's all for the time being." The girl moved a little closer, and said softly, "The coffee shop is still in the trial operation period, and many types are not complete. Why don't you leave me a WeChat message? There will be many new products in the coffee shop. I can send it to you."

Xu Chenyu interrupted the girl in time, and said sternly: "Then two glasses of Italian, thank you."

When he was expressionless, he looked cold, and the girl smiled awkwardly, but she was sensible, stopped being so close, and left after placing the order.

"Come on, everyone has gone away," Xu Chenyu saw Jiang Xiuyuan's nympho, and couldn't help but say a few words: "If you discharge it again, that girl won't be able to stop her."

"Rolling..." Jiang Xiuyuan narrowed his eyes and stared at him.

Xu Chenyu curled his lips and nodded perfunctorily.

Jiang Xiuyuan called his name, raised his eyebrows, and said meaningfully: "What do you think of that girl just now?"

Xu Chenyu observed the environment of the cafe, looking for the shooting location later, he said casually: "I don't know it, so I can't comment."

Jiang Xiuyuan had a look of resentment, and said, "We got to know each other after a few words. She wanted to strike up a conversation with you, but you didn't see it."

Xu Chenyu said concisely: "No."

"I really convinced you. I have been single professionally for 26 years, and I have blinded your face for nothing," Jiang Xiuyuan said like an old woman, and she loved to talk about Xu Chenyu.

Xu Chenyu didn't seem to hear. He took off the camera, fiddled with it for a while, and measured the light on the left side.

Jiang Xiuyuan lit a cigarette and slowly exhaled smoke rings. The mist curled up and dissipated in the air. He said back to business: "Have you finished your case?"

While adjusting the camera parameters, Xu Chenyu replied to him: "Well, this time the harvest is not small. A criminal gang was brought in. Guess how many drugs we seized?" Before Jiang Xiuyuan could answer, he asked himself and answered: "A full 200 catties of heroin."

"If you ask me, your job is too dangerous." Jiang Xiuyuan frowned, and he showed worry: "If you don't pay attention, your life will be ruined."

Xu Chenyu's answer was not serious, and he changed the topic lightly: "A person is floating in the rivers and lakes, and he has to be stabbed twice."

Jiang Xiuyuan put his hands on the table, with a serious and serious face: "Chenyu, to be honest, why don't you change your position and do clerical or administrative work, so as to save your mother from worrying all day long, and if you can't get through, you will be transferred to I'm here."

Xu Chenyu had an expression of sudden realization: "Then I'll turn around and tell her not to keep calling you."

Jiang Xiuyuan rolled up his sleeves, raised his chin slightly: "Do I mean that?"

The case this time was not small. The public security organs were hunting down a big drug lord who specialized in shuttles between South Africa and the Chinese border. There were guns and gangs. The news reported it upside down no less than three times.

Jiang Xiuyuan, an iron buddy, is an anti-drug policeman, a man who walks on the tip of a knife, and has a heart to serve the country. When he is not working, he is gentle and can be called a gentleman. He plays photography, listens to opera, and watches French movies. He is often alone Go to the independent music venue of the livehouse, a proper literary youth.

But as soon as he received the task, he turned into a cold-faced killer, who only confronted the big drug lords, and went wherever there was danger.

Xu Chenyu knew that Jiang Xiuyuan's words had good intentions, but it was his ambition and ideal to engage in anti-drugs, and it would not change because of danger.He changed the subject: "Don't talk about me, how are you? Are you busy these days?"

After graduating from graduate school, Jiang Xiuyuan worked as a university teacher. His job was easy, his salary was good, and his life went smoothly. He leaned back on the sofa and said, "I'm on vacation, and I'll wait until school starts."

Xu Chenyu glanced at him with envy.

Jiang Xiuyuan wanted to say something more, Pei Chuangu opened a bottle of champagne, the excitement suddenly reached a boiling point, and the opening ceremony kicked off.

Xu Chenyu looked sideways and said quickly, "I'll take a picture first, see you later."

Before the coffee was served, Xu Chenyu went to take pictures with his camera.

There is a nice mellow smell in the cafe, the late autumn is very gentle, the summer stays in the daytime, and there is a breeze after sunset.

There was an uproar in the hall, Pei Chuangu stood in front of the stage to give a salute, read the opening speech according to the script, the surrounding crowd was crowded, people were jostling with each other, everyone applauded enthusiastically, cheered and amused, and the partner came to the stage to cut the ribbon, this link pushed the event to a climax| tide.

Don't look at Xu Chenyu's tenth-level debating skills, in fact, he is not used to lively places in his bones, so he walked out of the cafe alone after shooting the scenes that should be shot.

In the evening of autumn, the fragrance of golden osmanthus seems to be there, with a hint of lingering, scattered in every corner of Zhongshan Road.

The twilight in late autumn is like a rich oil painting. From the world of the camera, you can see the orange sunset, the dusk is heavy, and the fire clouds burning to the horizon.

There was a clicking sound, Xu Chenyu pressed the shutter, and took a picture of a clump of Osmanthus osmanthus, with oblique sunlight haloing through its withered yellow leaves, giving it an antique and verdant look.

Xu Chenyu walked forward along the scenery, and unknowingly turned into a lonely alley.

This street is not very lively, the mottled walls are covered with graffiti of various colors, and occasionally a few pedestrians pass by. Xu Chenyu is familiar with Zhongshan Road, but he has never seen such an alley in his memory.

The photographer is very sensitive to the "unique" images, and the narrow path is like Alice's rabbit hole, luring Xu Chenyu to find out.

After turning the corner, there was actually a record store at the end of Shenxiang Street. I vaguely heard the record player cassette, the libretto was babbling, Xu Chenyu blinked his eyelashes slightly, and his heart trembled.You know, in this era, it is very difficult to run a record store. Most of the music consumption is on the Internet, and the record store is a slowly dying thing.

Xu Chenyu became more and more curious. In the era of fast food, people have long been accustomed to the fast pace. Whether it is new media or short videos, the most exciting content can be given within 15 seconds, but most of them are stereotyped novelty hunting, brainwashing, or success. Learn, or else it's a joke.

The world moves so fast that no one wants to patiently walk through a record store, listen to a good song, or watch a deep, lengthy movie.

People feel that time is wasted, and time is the most valuable thing in this era.

This store has a taste of the 80s, with yellowed posters on the windows and walls, mostly old movies, including Hou Hsiao-hsien, Nolan, Hitchcock, and David Fincher.

In the rows of luxury and petty bourgeoisie streets, it is inconspicuous, but it hit Xu Chenyu's eyes. Maybe its old facade is clean and tidy, maybe it is a medium that is doomed to perish, and it seems to carry embers again revival.

Xu Chenyu became interested in the old time, and he walked over slowly.

Xu Chenyu stopped one meter away from the storefront, his footsteps were very light, and he did not disturb the people inside.

There was a tall young man in the store, about 27 or [-] years old, wearing a gray sweater and ginger trousers, and was lowering his head to repair a record player carved with dark patterns.

A cursory glance shows that the man's demeanor is very clean, serious and focused like a quiet evergreen tree, only the side can be seen, his eyes are downcast, and the bridge of his nose is straight.

As the sun set, ginkgo trees were planted on both sides of the record store, and the evening wind blew, and the golden leaves scattered all over the ground, and the afterglow leaked down, covering the young man with light.

This scene is very moving.

Xu Chenyu raised his camera and aimed at the scenery one meter away.

There was a little milk cat in the record store, with a round head, short legs, and white fur mixed with a little gray. When the kitten saw a customer coming, it raised its tail and jumped off the front desk lightly, meowing twice.

Hearing the cat meowing, the young man suddenly turned his head.

With a click, Xu Chenyu froze a man's gaze and smiled slightly.

The moment the shutter was pressed, Xu Chenyu's heartbeat seemed to miss a beat, and then a firework exploded. He didn't know how to describe the feeling at this moment. The blood in his whole body seemed to come alive, rushing up and down crazily, burning hot. Even his fingertips were red.

A heavy autumn rain rolled up in the calm chest, pattering, covering his grassy heart, watering a tender green bud.

Hear thunder in a silent place.

At dusk today, Xu Chenyu could be considered to have learned the profound meaning of this sentence.

The author says:

The main line of the story is love at first sight