After silently watching Xiaoyan stumbling and groping her way into the residential building, Wang Shenhai turned the car around and prepared to leave.
As soon as he turned the car around, he saw Yang Fan sitting on an electric bike about ten meters away, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.
Yang Fan’s electric car is two years old and doesn’t look very new.
But after all, he is still in his youth and can still ride very well.
Wang Shenhai's electric bike was not very good. It was old and looked no better than his yellowed and frayed blue jeans.
After washing it a few more times, Wang Shenhai felt that this pair of jeans would naturally open up, comparable to those fashionable jeans that had several holes torn right out of the factory.
"When are you returning to the mountain city?" Wang Shenhai rode over, stopped and asked Yang Fan.
"I just got back. I put down my luggage and ran to see you." Yang Fan looked at Wang Shenhai.
Although he looked thinner than a few days ago, Wang Shenhai was in surprisingly good spirits.
Before this, no one knew that this was a terminally ill patient who didn't have much time left.
Now, Wang Shenhai looks even less like a patient who may die at any time.
"Supervise my work?" Wang Shenhai said with a smile.
"Yes, after all, I gave you half a month's salary in advance, fearing that you would slack off at work." Yang Fan said, "Advance salary will bring great risks to the employer, because if the employee suddenly runs away midway, it will be very troublesome to get the money back, or even impossible to get it back."
"That makes sense," Wang Shenhai nodded. For someone like him who died suddenly, the salary advance paid by the employer would basically not be returned, even if he had not spent it all.
Even if he doesn't die and runs away with the money, it will not be easy for the employer to get it back.
Of course, if the employer goes bankrupt or the boss runs away and does not pay employees, it will be very difficult for employees to get the fruits of their labor.
Wang Shenhai once worked in a company for more than two months. His salary was paid normally in the first month, but not in the second month.
The HR department and the immediate supervisor said that the boss was arrested for committing a crime.
Wang Shenhai was not sure about the details, but he worked for more than a month in vain.
Everyone feels that it is difficult to get salary.
Instead of spending that time going to the Labor Bureau, you might as well use it to find a job.
By the time the money comes down, I may have worked for several months and earned a lot of money.
Finally, under the leadership of his leader, Wang Shenhai and his colleagues divided the dozen or so computers in the company.
As long as your thinking does not slip, there are always more solutions than problems.
"Let's go. I'll treat you to the first cup of milk tea of autumn in advance." Yang Fan started the car and left the community first.
Wang Shenhai followed.
Ten minutes later.
The two of them sat by the roadside next to the flower bed where they had been last time, drinking Bingcheng milk tea.
"Let me change your clothes. I saw you wearing this outfit when you were still in school." Yang Fan put the milk tea beside the flower bed, touched the backpack he was carrying, and took out a box of cigarettes.
This box of cigarettes was given to me by my leader when I was in Hongdu.
Although it is not a special cigarette, it is also very expensive.
"No need. All my clothes, including shoes, are made in China. I'm proud of it." Wang Shenhai rejected Yang Fan's kindness.
"I'll change you into another set of domestic products, not foreign ones. The quality of our domestic products is no worse than foreign ones." Yang Fan took out a cigarette and handed it to Wang Shenhai.
"That's not necessary. This outfit was bought for me by my girlfriend... my ex-girlfriend." Wang Shenhai took the cigarette, although he didn't usually smoke.
Yang Fan suddenly realized: "No wonder, then you can continue to wear it. You don't want to live anyway, and you won't be able to wear a new set for many times."
As he spoke, he also lit a cigarette.
"Do you really want me to die?" Wang Shenhai said, "I can wear it at least a dozen times, maybe more times, definitely more than a few times."
"Should I buy it or not?" Yang Fan said, holding a cigarette in his mouth.
Wang Shenhai said nothing and reached out to Yang Fan.
"What are you doing?" Yang Fan asked.
"It's fire." said Wang Shenhai.
Yang Fan took the cigarette from his mouth and said, "No light."
Wang Shenhai was stunned: "Why are you giving me a cigarette if you don't have a light?"
Yang Fan sighed: "My girlfriend number three threw my lighter away because she didn't want me to smoke, and then girlfriend number two started arguing with her."
Wang Shenhai wanted to hit someone, this was a show of affection, a show of bragging: "Good quarrel, I'm curious about how they quarreled?"
“The older girlfriend told the younger girlfriend to get Yang Fan to quit smoking and drinking. By the time he quit, he’d bought a house and a car… He’s so outstanding, what else does he need us for?” Yang Fan said.
Wang Shenhai stood up: "I'm going to buy a lighter."
Yang Fan nodded: "I'll take care of the smoke and you take care of the fire. It's fair. In this world, everything is fair. You..."
Wang Shenhai took a few quick steps.
Yang Fan sat by the flower bed, waiting for Wang Shenhai to come back with the fire.
Looking at Wang Shenhai doing business at the door of a store in the distance, and then watching him walking back with unbrisk steps, Yang Fan withdrew his gaze.
This place...
The next time you pass by, I will no longer exist in this world, but my country will still be like this, with the five mountains rising upwards and the rivers rolling eastwards, and the national will will always move forward.
"Here." After a while, Yang Fan heard the sound of a lighter lighting up beside him, followed by Wang Shenhai's voice.
When he looked up, Wang Shenhai had already lit a cigarette, sat down on the flowerbed, and handed him a lighter.
Yang Fan took the lighter but didn't light the cigarette.
"Why don't you smoke?" Wang Shenhai asked.
"I want to live another hundred years... at least fifty years, and not smoke." Yang Fan put away his lighter.
"You still... hope that I... die quickly." Wang Shenhai coughed twice.
Yang Fan patted him on the back and said, "No, you haven't agreed to go with me to sign the donation form."
"This cigarette feels good. This is the first time I know what it feels like to have a pure cigarette taste." After looking at the cigarette in his hand, Wang Shenhai said for a while: "Are you free tomorrow? I'll go to the hospital with you."
Yang Fan immediately took out a cigarette box from his bag and took out two cigarettes: "Come on, smoke more."
Wang Shenhai laughed: "Aren't you afraid that I'll die while smoking? The donation form hasn't been signed yet."
Yang Fan said with confidence: "No, I won't hang up. Do you know how much a box of these cigarettes costs? Nearly a thousand."
Wang Shenhai was surprised and looked at the cigarette box packaging: "I am not a smoker and I don't know much about cigarettes. Don't lie to me."
"I'm not lying to you. This was given to me by a very high-ranking leader. If he didn't know that my girlfriend doesn't like me smoking and I don't have any children yet, he would have given me not just one box, but possibly several." Yang Fan said.
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Shenhai reached out and snatched the cigarette box from his hand: "Give it to me, I don't have a girlfriend, and I don't have the chance to get married and have children again."
"Take it." Yang Fan had no intention of fighting for it back. He had cigarettes at home, which were specially supplied and much more expensive than this box of cigarettes.
It’s just that Yang Fan hardly smokes at home, but he did share it with Lao Zhao.
Although Lao Zhao is a smoker, he is not very particular about smoking.
There are thousands of types of cigarettes at home and abroad, and it is impossible for him to know every one of them.
When he asked Yang Fan what kind of cigarettes he wanted, Yang Fan just answered casually and passed the question.
"One cigarette a day should be enough for me." Looking at the cigarettes in the box, Wang Shenhai was very satisfied.
"If it's not enough, tell me again. I have other cigarettes at home." Yang Fan said.
"No, it's not such expensive cigarettes, I can buy them myself." Wang Shenhai said.
Yang Fan didn't insist, nor did he say that the cigarettes at home were actually better than this.
"I'll get off work early tomorrow and we'll go to the hospital." Yang Fan said after taking a sip of cold milk tea.
"Will it not delay picking up Xiaoyan from school?" Wang Shenhai asked.
Yang Fan shook his head: "It won't delay you. Once you sign, Xiaoyan doesn't have to go to the school for the blind anymore. When she can see again, she will be re-enrolled in the normal school."
Wang Shenhai nodded, looking forward to it: "I really want to see what she looks like and her life after her eyesight is restored."
"You can't see it." Yang Fan said, "You are now the flower and leaf of the red spider lily. The flower is there but the leaf is not, the leaf is there but the flower is not, the flower blooms and the leaf withers, and the flower will never meet again."
Wang Shenhai remained silent.
Yang Fan added: "If you want to see me, I should be able to do it."
Wang Shenhai was puzzled: "How to do it?"
Yang Fan said: "I will borrow money from my girlfriend and find the best hospital to try to prolong your life. It shouldn't be a problem to delay it for half a year. Then I will go to another city and ask which hospital can jump the queue and replace Xiaoyan's cornea..."
Before he finished speaking, Wang Shenhai interrupted him, "No need. Half a year is meaningless. I don't want to die soon and make you lose your girlfriend."
"That's not the case. My girlfriend's family is rich, the kind that they can't spend all. If I simply spend their money and don't play with their feelings, no matter how much I spend, they won't break up with me." Yang Fan said.
"Don't be so confident. I was also confident that I could marry my first love and have one or two children in the future." Wang Shenhai took a puff of the cigarette, exhaled the smoke, and then took another sip of milk tea.
It's really embarrassing to be half man and half sissy.
If you replace milk tea with beer, the picture will be much better.
"That's true. Let's stick to the original plan." Yang Fan said.
Wang Shenhai was a little hurt and asked, "Why don't you hold on a little longer? Maybe I will agree."
Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately I didn't insist. If you had agreed, I would have been afraid that I would have lost my girlfriend."
Wang Shenhai grinned: "Aren't you worried about having three girlfriends? One or two less is just right."
"What if there are three less?" Yang Fan said, "Wouldn't I be single like you?"
Wang Shenhai was speechless. He took one last puff of his cigarette, leaving only the cigarette holder. He squatted down, put it out on the ground, then stood up and walked towards the trash can not far away.
"Spend less of your girlfriend's money." Sitting back and taking a sip of milk tea, Wang Shenhai said to Yang Fan, "I regret now that I spent a lot of my girlfriend's money when I was in college. She gave me most of her monthly living expenses. She was very considerate. I swiped my card when we ate together in the school cafeteria, and I paid for everything when we went out to eat, go shopping and play. She gave me the money because she didn't want me to save money behind her back. When we spent money together, others only saw the money I spent, but in fact most of it was hers."
Yang Fan enviously said, "You have a happy college life. I never had a romantic relationship in college and never experienced that kind of pure love."
"Is that so?" A smile appeared on Wang Shenhai's lips. He was also very satisfied with his girlfriend in college.
The love at that time was really pure, without any impurities in it.
"When I date a girlfriend now, I have to consider a lot of things, such as how to face her parents in the future, who to marry, how many children to have..." Yang Fan was a little worried.
Before he finished speaking, Wang Shenhai, who was looking very upset, interrupted him: "That's a nice thought. Are you really planning to marry three?"
Yang Fan nodded: "Yes."
Wang Shenhai wiped his sweat: "Will they agree?"
"I try hard, so love nowadays is not pure, and I think about all kinds of things." Yang Fan sighed.
"Does the law allow me to marry three wives?" Wang Shenhai asked.
Yang Fan was full of confidence: "I have a banned film on my phone now. It is illegal for us to watch it together, but if you don't tell anyone, who will know that we have broken the law? There is a saying that as long as you do bad things and no one sees you and you don't turn yourself in, it is not illegal..."
"Get lost, you two grown men. Who would watch a banned movie with you? That's disgusting." Wang Shenhai got goosebumps.
Yang Fan didn't mind and said, "It's hard to predict what will happen in the world. I didn't expect that we, who had barely said a few words to each other in college, would be separated by life and death in the mountain city."
Wang Shenhai also sighed and asked, "Yang Fan, is it true that no one knows that you have three girlfriends except me?"
Yang Fan smiled and said, "Yes, my girlfriend doesn't have this treatment, and my parents don't know about it yet."
Wang Shenhai didn’t know what to say. What would happen if your girlfriend knew? It would be very difficult for both of us to know, right
Yang Fan had said before that the top-seeded girlfriend knew that he was dating one of the other two girlfriends.
The other two girlfriends all knew that the other party was dating him, but they didn’t know that he had a number one girlfriend.
"Then I am truly honored." said Wang Shenhai.
"You can think so." Yang Fan said, "Anyway, I know you don't have much time left, and I won't tell anyone about it. No one will believe it if I tell anyone, right?"
After thinking about it, Wang Shenhai felt that it made sense, but if he told it to others, many people would not believe it.
Many people on the Internet are denouncing cheating men and women and advising their partners to break up or divorce.
In fact, if this kind of thing happens to them, most of them will choose to forgive.
Otherwise, how could there be a very classic and helpless saying: Of course, the choice is to forgive.
There is even a more sad saying: If you want to live a good life, you must have some green on your head.
"Can Shuai really do whatever he wants?" Wang Shenhai asked.
Yang Fan said without hesitation: "Of course, as long as they are willing, I don't need so many other skills, just a pretty face. Of course, there can't be any hidden diseases, such as the three-second man, otherwise it will be difficult to keep too many women."
There were still too many, and Wang Shenhai was very jealous.
a long time.
"I don't know if my ex-girlfriend will still remember me in the future." Wang Shenhai said suddenly in a depressed mood as his cup of milk tea was empty.
Yang Fan said: "When people leave, the tea gets cold, and love has no afterlife."
Wang Shenhai was silent.
"Yang Fan, you said that the person died. Is he living well over there?"
“Of course!”
"How did you know?"
"Why don't they come back?"
"makes sense."