Posted on April 4, 2005 by Rain
Posting yesterday's good weather does not mean that it will be sunny today. Even though the weather forecast says it will turn cloudy all day, but God insists on raining, can you still complain about it
So, a hazy drizzle has been falling since the morning. There are two kinds of people who like this kind of weather very much. One is the street vendors who sell umbrellas, which is like taking advantage of the fire. The other is the taxi drivers, because they don't want to be robbed by the passers-by, which means they will become their "customers".
In this city, there is often another kind of people, who live a repetitive life on the front line, and always carry an emergency umbrella in their briefcases. Even if the passers-by around them are in a hurry like a fire at home or a wife cheating on her husband, they can still walk leisurely.
Zhang Jie is such a person...
A man who just graduated from college two years ago, has a good job as a network engineer, and a rented house of 30 square meters. He lives alone without parents, friends, or a lover...
My biggest entertainment is surfing the Internet and chatting with a bunch of bored guys. I play online games occasionally but I’m never obsessed with them.
His entire world can be summed up in one word... bland.
If I had to add one word… boring.
But everyone in the world lives their life like this. After all, there is only one Superman, and it is impossible for me to become a hero who saves the world, right
There is nothing to complain about in the days of the two first-tier cities...
The time passed by, it was time to get off work in the afternoon, and the rain was getting heavier.
Holding his black folding umbrella, Zhang Jie walked home leisurely, thinking about whether to eat instant noodles or bread in the evening. Everything seemed so natural...
But Zhang Jie's pace was unexpectedly disrupted by a figure...
She was right in front of him, but only three meters away could he see her back clearly. She was a girl, wearing a light blue dress, and looked so haggard.
She didn't have an umbrella, her whole body was soaked, her black hair was hanging listlessly on her back, and she walked slowly. The pedestrians passing by didn't notice her presence, and hurried on their way, which was the so-called fickleness of human nature.
"What happened to her? Was she dumped by her boyfriend?" Zhang Jie muttered to himself in his heart, guessing her "story".
Zhang Jie followed her steps unconsciously and walked very far, even past his home, but he could not take his eyes off her.
Zhang Jie took a deep breath, perhaps out of sympathy or as a complaint against the indifferent world. Zhang Jie took two steps forward and used his umbrella to block the rain from the girl's head.
Without the rain washing her body, the girl turned around in panic, her clear eyes full of fear and anxiety, and stepped back. But Zhang Jie instinctively moved forward, just wanting to use his umbrella to protect the girl from the rain.
The girl did not stop until she had retreated to a telephone pole and had nowhere to go back, but she still was unable to escape from under the careful Zhang Jie's umbrella.
"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person, I just... I just don't want you to get wet in the rain." Zhang Jie looked a little embarrassed, after all, this was the first time he had ever encountered such a thing. If this girl wasn't pretty, it would be fine, but the abomination was that she was so attractive in every way, which made him look like a pervert who came to chat up for her beauty.
“Don’t hold an umbrella for me, don’t come close to me…” Shaking her head, the girl’s voice was filled with tears.
"What's wrong with you? Is there anything I can do to help you?" The more the girl refused, the stronger the sense of justice hidden in Zhang Jie's heart became.
Tears slid down the girl's face along with the rain, and her eyes were full of sympathy for the man beside her.
Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed behind Zhang Jie. Zhang Jie instinctively turned around to look, but there was no one on the street except for the occasional passerby...
Is publishing everything just an illusion
When Zhang Jie turned around again, the girl's attitude had changed.
With a faint sigh, the girl looked at the kind man in front of her and said, "I am homeless, can you take me home?"
"This... That... There is really no one at my house... But..." Zhang Jie was frightened by such directness. He had an awkward and shy smile on his face, and he couldn't think of a reason to refuse...
"Okay... okay!" Zhang Jie agreed to the girl's request without knowing how much courage he mustered.
At this time, the sky has gradually darkened, and the golden street lights are shining on the falling rain curtain. This night should be extra cold, right
Back in the office of the paranormal investigation department, all the employees were doing their work. Xu Zhe, who had just returned from playing this morning, was sitting at his desk, flipping through a thick book with the cover titled "One Hundred Demons Night Parade Illustrated Book".
With a cup of fragrant coffee beside me, everything seems so pleasant...
Is it really comfortable to publish? Sitting at the desk on the side, Wu Qian's breathing was very strange, as if she would burn at any time.
The rat and the hammer were exceptionally quiet to avoid getting into trouble, but Ouyang looked in their direction leisurely, as if waiting for something exciting to happen.
"I can't hold it anymore." Wu Qian whispered to herself, turning the high-end leather chair under her and facing Xu Zhe's position.
"Where did you go yesterday?" Wu Qian asked very seriously.
Fazhe didn't even raise his head, and answered briefly and clearly.
Post "Why didn't you tell me? I'm your partner." Wu Qian just didn't like the feeling of being left behind by Xu Zhe.
"Big sister, you also know that you are my partner, not my mother. I don't need to go to the toilet. I have to report to you when I poop, right?" Xu Zhe looked at Wu Qian with a dry laugh, as if he was looking at a fool...
"Okay! You are cruel, but your phone was turned off for a whole day and I couldn't even find you. I thought something happened to you..." Wu Qian tried hard to control her tone, but she was actually about to explode with anger.
"Don't worry, I'm still alive even if everyone in the world dies." After taking a sip of coffee, Xu Zhe lowered his head to read the book again, his eyes fixed on a page. His mind instantly focused, he turned his head to look at the rain outside the window, and said inexplicably, "Is it raining? Work is about to start again..."
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