[Ting Feng] Victorious

The landlord cut off my electricity cruelly, so I rushed to the Internet cafe to write these lyrical texts tirelessly.

My friend Ma Tianyu said that he saw this article I published, and I smiled lightly, saying that you can find it all!

Originally, I never planned to write these stories, but who knew that at the beginning, I had a desire to dump my brain, and wrote other people’s stories according to others’ wishes, and finally wrote my own stories freely. At that time, there were endless emotions.

Ma Tianyu said that you are not afraid that your family will see it from the Internet?

I smiled again, he's not from my family!

I'm wearing a single shirt, which is just right here in Hong Kong for the beginning of autumn.

And the fat guy sitting next to me was already hot and sweaty, holding a box of instant noodles and eating, "Network management! Turn on the air conditioner! It's a hot day! It's too stingy!"

The wind from the air conditioner was blowing directly, and I actually got goosebumps, fat brother, what a boss.

I hope he doesn't tilt his head to see what I'm writing, he's built to put two of my heads on the keyboard.

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The 18-degree air-conditioning cold air was sent to my collar, which reminded me of the summer heat that year, with hot steam that wanted to keep people far away from each other.

I thought of the fine sweat on his lips, walking with a lazy and slow pace, as if he didn't mind being exposed to the sun, showing that he just wouldn't get tanned.

Compared with him, I am more afraid of heat, and I started to sweat after taking two steps outside. My bangs and temples were all wet with sweat, sticking to my cheeks, and I looked listless.

Now I am still afraid of the heat, but I have already cut my hair, and the roots of my hair are stabbed in the sky, and the sweat on my forehead can no longer affect my hairstyle.

That was the hairstyle he decided for me. I didn't expect my bangs, which were over my eyebrows all the year round, to be arched by the boss under his command.When I saw myself in the mirror, I almost had a fight with him.

In the first few days, my hands were fiddling with my hair almost all the time, and I had to scratch and fiddle with the reflective places.He looked at me like this and kept saying that it was the most manly and the best looking.

I said it's masculine, why don't you come here for a while.

He just smiles, and Li Yifeng's smile is very rare. Over time, I was probably brainwashed by his "good looks" and "masculinity", so I have always kept this hairstyle and his smile.

When I first returned to Hong Kong, I was even more afraid of the heat than I am now. I couldn’t get used to the place where I grew up.Maybe it's because I was blowing too much sea breeze while staying at the beach, and when I came back, I just felt that my place was sticky and unwilling to move like a person soaked in paste.At that time, I always wondered how he was doing, and his place was not a cool place.

At that time, I said that I didn't want to go home anymore. I have been out of college for two and a half years, and I haven't been home once.

Li Yifeng can always see through me, he said you don't love your family?You just don't want to go home without achieving anything, but do you really think of yourself as Dayu?Go through the house three times without entering?

This sentence made me fall in love with him. It may be confusing to say that love is straightforward. I think what I fell in love with was not him, but his thoughts.

After I groaned for a long time after listening, I hugged him, and he struggled: "It's hot, what are you doing?"

In a scorching summer, two people hugging each other, smelling the sweat on each other's body, and being roasted by the other's body temperature, is definitely not romantic enough.

"Is it hot?" I stared at him for a long time, and the hot sun finally took effect, making his face flushed red.

The first time he spoke, he lost all confidence: "I'm afraid of you... afraid that you're hot..."

Then I took out the cigarettes and lighter from my T-shirt pocket and stuffed them in his hands.He took off his t-shirt, rolled into a rag, carefully lifted his bangs, and wiped his sweat.

He stared at me without saying a word, and I smiled at him: "Is it still hot?"

He seemed to have just recovered, and pursed his lips, "It's even hotter."

Li Yifeng later told me that from that moment on he could clearly remember my taste, it was so easy to distinguish.A thin layer of sweat mixed with the smell of cheap cigarettes and cheap clear soap I bought.

I could only smile wryly when I heard it, but he said that this smell is far cleaner than the suffocating perfume smell and the drunken wine smell.

After wiping off my sweat, I shook the T-shirt I took off, and he walked with me to the dormitory in flip flops.

I scratched my bare chest: "Why are you so far away from me!"

"Hot." He finally raised his bangs and wiped the sweat from his forehead in agitation.

"How nice is it to be like me? It's easy to wash your hair. Thank you for being so kind to me!" During that time, I still didn't want to look directly at my new look. Under his design, my hair couldn't help but feel a little dickish. , but he always said brazenly that even a shaved head looks good with a good face.

And he decided my hairstyle, but refused to listen to me, so he continued to wear his bangs.Just cut the eye cover, and it will always be this length.

Not long after that day, his parents had called him for the next month's living expenses, and I had swiped my card several times, but there was still no money remitted.I know it's difficult at home, but I don't know what happened.

Until my mother called to say that my sister was injured in the factory. Although the government paid most of the compensation, the family's money has been filled up this month.

Li Yifeng asked me if I had enough money for expenses.

"Not enough." I answered bluntly.

"No need." I interrupted him faster, and before he opened his mouth, I learned to answer quickly.

I buried my head in eating the instant noodles, and finally the hot sweat dripped from my forehead into the noodle bowl, and then I sucked it into my mouth together.

Li Yifeng, he can see through me, but he can't help me.I knew he wanted to help me very much, but I refused his help.

Living with a strong person like me, I know that he needs to be tactful. I have always thought that we are complementary, suitable, and comfortable.

Until he finally couldn't bear it and said to me: "It's easy to break the rigidity."

I searched for jobs online, browsed the webpage with my eyes, and didn't even look sideways at him: "Do you understand me?"

He finally sighed in disappointment, as if admitting a lie he had been telling himself: "I don't understand anymore."

I was a little surprised at the time, I threw the cigarette butt and let it extinguish its own spark, and then gave him a hurtful smile: "I knew it."

Li Yifeng said helplessly, "In the future..."

"I won't understand it in the future." I interrupted him and ended the conversation.

I don't understand, but I still have to accommodate, until I later understood where Li Yifeng's fatigue came from, I knew that I had hurt his dignity as a man countless times.

In order to earn living expenses, I would work as an assistant in a barber shop, and after a few months, I would just sweep the floor and wash my hair.

Winter is coming soon in the overly fulfilling life I have arranged. I don't want to work in the barber shop anymore. I have to wash my hair and my hands are full of chilblains.

He and I walked to the entrance of the Internet cafe. I signed a contract with a website that earns royalties by publishing online articles. Compared with working in a barbershop, typing text is much more comfortable. I put the clothes on his shoulders, and I clearly saw When he was so cold that he shivered, he urged him to go back to the dormitory quickly.

I raised my hand to wipe the snowflakes off his head, but he avoided it.

I wasn't embarrassed either, I put my hands back where they were, and said, "Don't wait for me, I'll sleep in the private room tonight."

"Okay. It's too cold, you go in quickly..." He wanted to return the coat to me.

I stubbornly fastened the first button of the coat on his shoulders, and squeezed his hands. At that time, I couldn't tell whose hands were colder, and who could give warmth to whom.

I watch him leave.

The coat I put on him is still protecting him from the wind and snow, but I feel that his heart is still as cold as before.

I bowed my head and turned into the Internet cafe.I started my life of knocking and knocking.

At the beginning, it can be called a spring of writing, but when it comes to the bottleneck period, the editor reminds me to hide if I can, or just reply with the word "wait".

So my pseudonym gradually changed from the foreign-style William Chan to Chen and so on.

Those days were just like what I am today, when I walked into the Internet bar with my head down, and presented the beating and beating in front of your eyes.

Nothing seemed to have changed, maybe I just slept in the private room that night and then woke up, and when I opened my eyes the next day, I saw Li Yifeng sitting next to me, holding a still steaming breakfast.

The fat guy has already fallen asleep. From the snack bags piled up in front of his desk, I speculate that he has been up all night for at least one day and one night. I smell the same smell of instant noodles as the one in my room. helpless.

At that time we had dreams about love, literature, and travel. Now we look at the noisy and busy society and realize that our dreams are gradually being broken.We have stranded too much enthusiasm.The reality of life is disgusting, and the exhaustion makes people unable to care about the unrealistic things that are too beautiful.

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