Life is bloody eight o'clock

Yuan Ben, who can only make a living by writing his own articles, is receiving Qingmei's Fengfeng education.

"What's the use of your writing now? Don't you have to pay the manuscript fee next month? Everyone tells you that you should start your side job early."

"I think so too." Yuan Ben poured a glass of whiskey into the peach drink he had drunk more than half of. .”

"What are you going to do now?"

"Find a place to live first. I don't know when this investigation will end."

Wang Xiaoxiao sighed, took out a card from his wallet, and pushed it to Yuan Ben: "Jianghu emergency."

Yuan Ben pushed her back again: "I'm an adult and I'm not as miserable as you think. Brother still has this little emergency money."

Knowing the man for 30 years, Wang Xiaoxiao knew his temper, so he didn't force it, so he took the card back: "Don't hold on, you don't have money to talk."

"I know." Yuan Ben said with a smile, "If I have no money, I count on you to help."

Wang Xiaoxiao wanted to say something else, but the phone rang, and there was an urgent matter in the studio, and she needed to go back quickly.

"Okay, let's go, if you don't feel sorry, just settle the bill."

Yuan Ben watched her leave in her high heels, and leaned back on the sofa as if she had let go of her strength, as if she couldn't stand up anymore.

His suspension this time can be said to be a sudden accident. During the period of time he was in charge, the collection was damaged. Because the monitoring equipment where the incident happened was old, the specific situation could not be recorded normally. As the main person in charge, in the management After consultation with the top management, he was given a temporary suspension.

Originally, with the support of the Art Nouveau Exhibition, Yuan Ben’s evaluation of the mid-level professional title this year has been confirmed. After all this tossing, the quota must be left behind. future.

The only thing he is lucky about now is that the damaged collection is not on loan.

Yuan Ben didn't pay much attention to his reputation. What really worried him was his salary card. His living habits were as Wang Xiaoxiao said.

He silently calculated the amount of the credit card and the interest of the installment repayment in his heart, and compared the rent with the manuscript fee he might earn. He only felt that life was hopeless, and he was about to lose courage.

He was letting his courage to live slide into the abyss of hopelessness, when he heard the sound of a glass hitting the glass table, he thought it was the waiter who placed the wrong order, and opened his eyes to stop it.

Then I met my ex-boyfriend.

Standing in front of him, Xu Douxiao was putting a cup of coffee on the table. He was wearing a smart casual suit and an Earl watch. His hair was combed back a little longer, and he looked like an elite.

On the other hand, he was wearing jeans and a white T-shirt, wearing flip flops to save trouble, and started drinking the wine he made up at three o'clock in the afternoon on weekdays.

Even if Xu Douxiao doesn't know anything, his current situation is worthy of the word downcast.

"I just heard you chatting with Xiaoxiao." Xu Douxiao touched his nose, feeling embarrassed for his eavesdropping, "I can sit down."

Yuan Ben felt that life was not kind to him, and he wanted to arrange for him to meet his ex who had made a fortune in the trough, but he was powerless to resist, so he could only use a calm and gentle way to preserve his last dignity.

"sit down."

Yuan Ben closed the computer, sat in a well-behaved manner, and waited for the person opposite to speak.

Xu Douxiao came over on impulse, and after sitting down, he felt that it was not appropriate, but the matter had come to this point, he didn't want to pretend that nothing happened, stood up and walked away, he hesitated again and again, he still opened his mouth.

"Do you want to move back in?"

Yuan Ben, who was drinking a drink, almost choked to death. He glanced at Xu Douxiao, and then at his own cup, suspecting that what he was drinking was not peach juice and whiskey but hallucinogens, otherwise how could he have hallucinations.

Xu Douxiao hurriedly took out some tissues and handed them to him, then moved his computer away in a panic.

"What did you say?"

"I asked if you want to move back. I know you don't have the habit of saving money, and you can't share rent with others. It's hard to find a house now, and the rent is expensive. You can move back for a while."

"Where to move?"

"Move back."

Yuan Ben felt that his head was flooded: "Move to live with you?"

Xu Douxiao quickly explained: "No, I live in the executive apartment provided by the company, the house, the house has always been empty, no one lives in it."

"It's not appropriate."

"There's nothing inappropriate about this." Xu Douxiao was anxious, "We are friends, you have no place to live now, I have a vacant house, so what's the matter with borrowing you for a while. If it's Gu Yue's house, would you refuse?"

"That's different."

"Why is it different?" Xu Douxiao decided to generalize, "If you don't go, it proves that you still have me in your heart."

"Yuan Ben, do you still have me in your heart?"

Yuan Ben knew that whenever he showed signs of "yes, I have you in my heart", this person could immediately divorce, so he could only bite the bullet and say no.

Xu Douxiao was made sour by his decisive attitude, and said: "You can always accept the help of that friend."

"Row."

Xu Douxiao clasped his hands together: "Then it's settled, you can move there by yourself, the password is still the same as before. My company is also busy, so I won't make any trouble."

Just like that, Yuan Ben stood in the house they lived in back then in a daze.

The furnishings in this room are still the same as three years ago, even the keys he left on the coffee table have not been moved.

He walked into the bathroom, the place where the mirror was originally hung was empty, he seemed to have returned to three years ago, to the day when he and Xu Douxiao said they broke up.

three years ago……

Three o'clock in the morning.

When Yuan Ben came back, he faced an empty house. The furniture was still the same, and the decorations were also the same. Magazines were piled up casually, and there was still a small half of milk in the coffee cup on the bedside table, but he still felt that the house was too empty. Feeling flustered, he could feel the temperature in the room gradually dropping every day for the past month, and it was finally completely cold today.

it's over.Yuan Ben took a deep breath, the faint smell of mint in the air made him feel that it was bitingly cold here.

it's over.He sighed slowly, bent down to sort out the magazines on the coffee table, economical, current affairs, and software, arranged them by category and date, and neatly placed them in the small bookcase next to the sofa.

After tidying up, he sat on the ground, leaning against the sofa and staring at the ceiling, unconsciously touching the light gray carpet.

How bad.He repeatedly picked at a hole on the top nervously, feeling that he was either crushed to death by the cold air or frozen to death.I'm lost in love, what should I do?

He searched for the information in his mind, and finally decided to tidy up the house, some things are always good to do.

Yuan Ben got up and squatted in front of the stereo to pick out a CD. Broken love can't be escaped and needs to be healed by music.

However, if I listen to the Buddhist scriptures now, I probably won't be able to restrain myself and run to become a monk.He laughed at himself, put down the Buddhist music that his mother brought a while ago, took one with his eyes closed, and pressed the play button.

He brushed his coffee cup and listened to the English songs flowing out, thinking, Xu Douxiao's taste.He looked at the coffee bean coffee pot on the shelf next to him, which was also Xu Douxiao's taste.

How bad.He repeated what he kept repeating tonight, and cleaned the entire kitchen thoroughly, but the discomfort in his heart kept expanding, as if he would be destroyed from the inside if there was no breakthrough.

He finally couldn't avoid praying for help. He pressed the quick call button with his foamy hand, and then stared at the phone screen in a daze. He didn't come back to himself until the person opposite couldn't help but burst out: "Xiaoxiao. We broke up."

"Are you drunk again? I don't want to see your live version of tenderness." The lady who was disturbed from her dream was not in a good temper.

"I'm sober, Xiaoxiao, we really broke up." He hesitated for a moment, "Can you...can you come over?"

"Okay, I'll come right away, don't wait anywhere for me!"

Yuan Ben sighed at the phone that was hung up neatly: "Yes, don't be so anxious."

He looked around the room, it was clean and tidy, so he walked to the closet, thinking, why not iron all the clothes.

He took out a shirt casually, but brought out a pack of cigarettes, picked up the cigarettes and smiled faintly.

"It's still hidden." He thought of Xu Douxiao's mournful face when he was forced to quit smoking, stretched out a cigarette, lit it, and took a quiet puff, "Is cigarettes so good?"

The smoke ring rose slowly, and turned into nothingness when it was close to the roof, and Yuan Ben's emotions seemed to turn into nothingness.

He finally stopped his gaze at the place he had been avoiding since he entered the door. On the coffee table was a not-so-thin envelope with a key lying on it, shining cold ashes.

He picked up the letter by a corner, the key slipped against gravity, and rolled on the carpet without making a sound. It was like him, no matter how high he fell from, what kind of fancy rolling he had experienced, When it finally landed, there was no sound, not even a sound of pain.

He had no intention of reading it, even if it was the last message left by Xu Douxiao.In his opinion, from the moment he said the breakup, everything was over, and it didn't make any sense whether it was love, hate or forgiveness that was sealed inside.

It doesn't make any sense anymore.With that in mind, he burned the letter to ashes in the bathroom, and then turned on the shower to wash the ashes away.

The nozzle that had been broken for a while was sporadically spewing water, and he remembered that Xu Douxiao stuck his head out wet, holding the nozzle in his hand to remind himself not to forget to find someone to fix it.

By the way, at that time he also said that the body wash was about to run out, so he should buy it.His eyes moved from the sewer to the transparent shelf next to him. There was a brand new light blue family-sized body wash standing there. It was Xu Douxiao's usual mint scent, which he had been involuntarily wanting to embrace since college.

Next to them are two mouthwash cups that are close together. The toothbrush is a couple model promoted by the supermarket. After a fierce battle, the two decide who will use the more pretty pink one. They are head to head, separated by a toothbrush. Even two layers of glass can't stop the intimacy.

Yuan Ben closed his eyes, took a deep breath, took a deep breath, and clenched his hands loosely. The feeling of powerlessness accumulated for more than a month spread endlessly, and his right fist finally greeted the mirror that was within reach.

Crisp and crisp, the shattered shape is ridiculous.

Seriously, ridiculous.He picked up a fragment and saw the ridiculous smile on his broken face.

Obviously it was pushed out by oneself, so what is there to be sad about?

Now who are you sad for?He asked about that face, but he saw tears on that face, cold and hot blood melted together, more and more, drawing a hideous scar on the sink.