The weather on the island can change at will. It was clear and cloudless just now, but now there is a strong wind blowing on the flat ground, and the sky is full of dark clouds. A storm is about to come.
Yu Chu lay on the window, looking outside with relish. The thugs on duty at the gate of the castle had already put on their raincoats, and were busy running around, fixing the trees that looked unstable. There was a palm tree opposite the gate, the trunk of which had been tilted a little after the last strong wind, and two thugs were nailing a wooden frame into the soil next to it, trying to support the trunk.
"Hey, you said that your job is not easy, right? You call it a machine factory employee, but in fact, you not only have to be a thug, but also do these chores." Yu Chu sighed: "Although I am trapped in the You can’t go out on the island, but it seems that you are not much better, you can go ashore with only one day off in a month, right? I think, even if you go ashore that day, you will still be watched by followers, so don’t try to feel at ease.”
The TV in the house was on, and Zhou Mu was sitting on the sofa opposite the TV, but he lowered his head and fiddled with something in his hands, and replied casually: "I'm used to it, and I don't want to go ashore on the day of the holiday."
The heavy rain came as soon as it was said, and it poured from the sky suddenly. Yu Chu quickly shrank his head and closed the window, but even so, some raindrops were drenched on his head.
He fiddled with a few strands of hair that were slightly splashed and asked, "What did you do before? Why did you come to this island?"
He thought Zhou Mu would not answer according to his temper, but unexpectedly he said, "I used to work in Mr. Yu's machinery factory."
Yu Chu glanced at his back in surprise, and continued to ask: "What about before going to work in the machinery factory?"
He didn't care about the people around him, including not being too curious about what Yu Shiqing was doing. He always felt that he was just a passer-by in this world, and these people didn't matter to him. But Zhou Mu was different. There was an indescribable sense of contradiction in Zhou Mu, which kept making him want to find out.
"I used to open a restaurant in the town of my hometown. Once I broke a customer's head, so I fled to Haiyun City and entered Mr. Yu's machinery factory." Zhou Mu replied without raising his head, his tone was very flat.
After a while, Yu Chu asked in disbelief: "That's it?"
"if not?"
"Opening a restaurant and fighting with customers? Are you kidding me?"
Zhou Mu said: "Are you kidding me? You can ask Mr. Yu, he should be very clear."
Yu Chu felt a little disappointed. He thought that the mysterious Zhou Mu would have a spectacular past, but he didn't expect to open a restaurant in a small town, and then fled to Haiyun after fighting with customers. And this experience couldn't have been fabricated by Zhou Mu, because Yu Shiqing must have investigated all eighteen generations of his ancestors, and only accepted him to Xingyuan Island after it matched the facts.
Zhou Mu raised his head, looked at him from the back of the sofa, and said, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, I'm neither a boss who lost in a fight somewhere, nor did I bear a dozen lives, nor was I flying over a wall and being The gangster wanted by the police."
Yu Chu was not embarrassed when he saw through his mind, so he simply walked to the sofa and sat down beside him. Because the weather suddenly darkened, and the light in the room was not very good, from Yu Chu's perspective, Zhou Mu's facial features were hidden in the darkness, but the bridge of his nose stood out, and the outline of his face became more distinct.
He was holding a small piece of metal in his left hand, and was applying mechanical oil to it with his right hand, looking very focused. Yu Chu's eyes fell on it, and she couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"
"The locker in your bathroom is damp, and the switch is not smooth. I'm going to replace it with two homemade chutes, which are easier to use than the ones I bought." Zhou Mu replied.
Yu Chu stared at his nimble and slender fingers for a while, and suddenly asked without thinking: "You must cook delicious food, right?"
"Huh?" Zhou Mu didn't react for a while.
"Haven't you ever opened a restaurant? Cooking must be delicious."
Zhou Mu compared the lengths of the two pieces of metal, and said, "It should be pretty good."
"Business is good?"
"It's full of customers."
Because it was raining all the time, the two stayed inside the house, Yu Chu curled up on the sofa and watched TV, Zhou Mu listened to the sound of the TV while doing things.
The sewer of the washbasin was a little clogged, and the water was not draining fast. He removed the pipe and cleaned it. The switch of the floor lamp was a bit malfunctioning, and he also used tools to disassemble it and repair it.
Yu Chu watched TV and ate snacks, and was amused by the cross talk jokes on the screen. The two went their separate ways and lived in peace with each other. It's just that when Zhou Mu passed by the sofa, he took away the ice water he had just taken out of the refrigerator and handed him a cup of steaming hot water.
"You're offending the superiors, not the inferiors." Yu Chu nodded him with his fingers.
Rugosa brought the lunch to the room. She was obviously dissatisfied with the two of them living together. When she pushed the dining car into the house, she kept casting resentful glances at Yu Chu and Zhou Mu several times.
Zhou Mu was a little puzzled. After Rugosa went out, she was still frowning and thinking. Yu Chu knew a little bit, but she didn't tell him. She just admired his confused appearance and felt very relieved.
After lunch, Zhou Mu was lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone. Yu Chu went back to the bedroom to rest. When he passed by him, he saw a small game displayed on his mobile phone.
Yu Chu lay on the bed with her eyes closed. Half an hour passed, but she still didn't feel sleepy. The bedroom door was not closed tightly, and she could hear the direction of the living room, and the animation dubbing from Zhou Mu's phone came from time to time. Turning over again, he faced the opposite bookcase, and caught sight of a kitten behind the transparent glass door.
The bookcase is quite large, occupying half of the wall. There are four floors in total. Books in various languages are neatly arranged. In front of one row stands a ceramic cat the size of half a palm. The cat was painted blue, the handwork was not very good, the neck was too short, and the four legs were of different lengths, so it was probably made by Yuan himself.
Yu Chu stared at it for a while, and suddenly a thought flashed in his mind. He quickly got up and went, opened the door of the bookcase, and took out the ceramic cat.
As soon as the cat got it, he knew the key would not be inside, it was too light. Turn it over and face up, the bottom is really hollow, and nothing is hidden.
Disappointed, Yu Chu put the cat back in its place. Just as she reached out to close the cabinet door, she glanced at the books behind the cat, paused, and pulled out one of them.
It was a thick notebook, which looked old. The off-white hard cover was slightly yellowed, and the edges were slightly torn, showing its age. There are two immature and serious characters in the middle: Yu Chu. Because of the large number of strokes, the Yu character is much larger than the Chu character, which is obviously written by a child.
He flipped it from the middle and opened one of the pages.
2008.2.15 sunny
I took Ding Ding and Dangdang home, and they seemed to be very happy. I checked and found that Ding Dingdang is called Phoenix Conch. The name sounds nice, but not as nice as Jingle Dangdang.
The following is a picture drawn with a pencil. It can barely be recognized as two conch shells. In order to show that they are very happy, I also drew smiling eyes on the conch shells.
Yu Chu touched the two conch shells with his fingers, felt the slight depression of the pencil writing on his soft fingertips, and turned to the next page.
2008.2.16 I don’t know if it’s sunny or not, but after it rained, the sun came out again
Why does my mother want me to write a diary every day? My hands are so tired, my feet are so tired, my eyes are so tired, and my mouth is so tired. Well, today's diary is finished.
2008.2.17 overcast
After school today, I saw my mother's eyes were red. She cried. I knew it must be my father. I want my father to come to see me, but when he comes, my mother will be sad.
2008.2.18 overcast
Why mom hates dad, I don't quite understand. I finally asked her today, and she said it was because everything was not what she wanted. what does this mean
2008.2.19 sunny
Flying a kite today, my mood is hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.
When Yu Chu saw this, the corners of his mouth curled up silently. Through these immature handwriting, he seemed to see a little boy like a soft ball, writing quietly under the desk lamp. That little boy had nothing to do with him at all, but they were miraculously connected because of a time travel, as if they were connected with each other, and he could even feel the happy mood of the little boy when he was recording.
The little boy in the diary is smart and sensitive, and it is difficult for Yu Chu to connect him with the Yu Chu in everyone's mouth.
Stupid, timid, rigid, cowardly... Either those years of growing up have obliterated his agility, or it is——he is trying to hide himself.