Jiang Chengyu's bar is called No. 18 Qinghe Street, and the address is at No. 18 Qinghe Street. It is a small street with a strong literary atmosphere in the city, a gathering place for various literary and artistic youths, and a street for graffiti.
Every time Lin Chengbu came here, he felt uncomfortable. Every house on both sides of the street and every door seemed to be far away from him.
No. 18 is in the south of the road, it is slightly recessed, and you can't see it unless you walk in front of it, but once you see it, you will feel that it is the entrance of some other time and space.
The decoration is pure black, the light bulbs are covered with black grids, and there are one or two bright red objects sprayed on the wall. Make it look like the real thing.
When Lin Chengbu walked into No. 18, it was just after 9 o'clock. There were not many people in the bar, and Bruce was hiding in various corners that were not easy to see.
There were two or three people sitting in front of the bar. When Lin Chengbu looked over, he felt that he had seen Yuan Wu for a moment, but there was only one waiter leaning against the bar, and it was not yet time.
He basically hasn't come back since Yuan Wu's problem, and it feels like he's been in another world when he walks in now.
When Lin Chengbu walked through the hall to the back office area, a waiter politely stood in front of him: "Hello sir, inside..."
Lin Chengbu glanced at him and said nothing, guessing that this person is a newcomer.
"Long time no see, Mr. Lin," another waiter came over to greet him, and said hesitantly as Lin Chengbu continued to walk in, "Brother Chengyu is in the... office."
Jiang Chengyu's office was in the innermost part. When Lin Chengbu stood outside the frosted glass door and was about to knock on the door, he realized why the waiter hesitated.
Across the door, he could see two figures next to each other, and he couldn't tell what they were doing, but the silhouettes of the figures should still be wearing pants.
Lin Chengbu sighed, reached out and knocked on the door.
"What?" Jiang Chengyu's voice came from inside.
"Me." After Lin Chengbu finished speaking, he turned and leaned against the wall next to him.
After more than ten seconds, the door opened, and a man dressed in avant-garde came out and went to the hall. Lin Chengbu didn't see his face clearly, only knew that it was a man. Of course, he didn't need to look to know this.
When he entered the office, Jiang Chengyu was leaning against the desk, his shirt buttoned several times.
"I'm sorry." Lin Chengbu cleared his throat.
"What to drink?" Jiang Chengyu asked.
"If you don't drink, I'll leave after I take out my things." Lin Chengbu looked at the time, "I'm sleepy and have to go back to sleep."
"Wine? Coffee? Or tea?" Jiang Chengyu continued to ask.
Lin Chengbu glanced at him, Jiang Chengyu had a look of helplessness on his face, and he had to answer: "Plain boiled water."
"Fuck," Jiang Chengyu went to the water dispenser to pick up a glass of water, half tossed it and put it on the table, "I'm asking for something, can you be nicer."
"Thank you, Brother Chengyu," Lin Chengbu took the cup and took a sip of water, sat on the sofa, and smiled, "Is that so?"
"If you were to act, you probably wouldn't even be able to get in with a corpse," Jiang Chengyu poured himself some wine and sat next to him, "Tell me, why did you suddenly remember to ask for his set of glasses?"
"I don't know, I just want... to give him a chance to get in touch with his past," Lin Chengbu looked at the water in the cup, and drove the sack to see Yuan Wu last time. Although it seemed that he failed, today Yuan Wu's appearance still made him feel that he couldn't stop, "I'm afraid that if it goes on like this, he will forget more and more."
"He has forgotten a lot," Jiang Chengyu took a cigarette and threw the cigarette case to him. "Actually, what should you say he still remembers?"
Yes, Jiang Chengyu is right, how much does Yuan Wu remember
Sometimes it's scary to think about it.
And this time, he suddenly discovered that Yuan Wu's problem was not as simple as forgetting and memory confusion.
"Chengyu," Lin Chengbu looked at Jiang Chengyu, "do you... know about his family?"
"I don't understand," Jiang Chengyu said, "I don't chase him."
"You two have known each other for a long time? Don't you know each other at all?" Lin Chengbu asked.
"We've known each other for a long time," Jiang Chengyu said with a cigarette in his mouth. "Do you know what's going on in my family? Are my parents still alive? Do I have any siblings? How old am I..."
"31, I know this." Lin Chengbu said.
"Fuck, that's because I was in the same year as Yuan Wu." Jiang Chengyu said.
"...Well," Lin Chengbu couldn't help laughing after thinking about it, "I'm sorry."
"Fuck off," Jiang Chengyu stood up and walked to the cabinet next to the desk, "I really don't know his family, and he never said anything about it. I don't even know how many members of his family, so I know he is mine. The most awesome bartender, after he doesn't come, those fans wash their faces in tears every day."
"Oh." Lin Chengbu sighed softly. In fact, he didn't know much. Just like Jiang Chengyu said, Yuan Wu would hardly talk about family affairs with anyone, no matter who he was, and he didn't seem to be able to. Heart-to-heart friends.
"This set, take it," Jiang Chengyu took out a box from the cabinet, "I originally wanted to keep it and sell it to his fans later."
"You got it." Lin Chengbu smiled, took the box and opened it.
The box is quite beautiful, with a set of bartending tools inside, each of which is marked with a (●—●) emoji, all customized by Yuan Wu.
Lin Chengbu had never figured out why Yuan Wu liked this expression when he seemed indifferent to others and had a bad temper. For a person like him, even if he had to use an expression, he would at most have a (?_?) face of a soldier.
Maybe this expression is too complicated to impress
"I'm leaving." Lin Chengbu closed the box, took a shopping bag from the side, and stood up.
"Go home?" Jiang Chengyu sighed.
"Yeah." Lin Chengbu nodded.
"And then go to Shenqiao to report?" Jiang Chengyu asked.
"I'll go again in two days. I'm afraid he will bother me if I go frequently." Lin Chengbu opened the door of the office, and after thinking about it, he turned around, "Brother Chengyu, thank you."
"Promise yourself." Jiang Chengyu said.
"You don't have any shortage of friends." Lin Chengbu walked out.
"Your uncle." Jiang Chengyu came over and closed the door.
It was rare that it never rained today. Yuan Wu was sitting under the shed at the stern of the boat. Today's chapter has been written and sent out. The reader's reaction doesn't seem to be anything special, and he can rest in peace for a while.
This story is not long, much shorter than the previous ones, almost half as long.
It's too short. At this update rate, it should be finished in more than a month.
And then, what to do after writing this story
Write a new one
What to write? how to write
He frowned, staring at the water, feeling very confused, and an uncontrollable panic came up little by little. This feeling was not from the water, but his confusion about the front.
The kind of panic and despair that is about to go nowhere.
After smoking two cigarettes, he got up, turned on the sensor, and lay down.
It's better to sleep for a while, and when you fall asleep, you don't have to think about anything.
He fell asleep quickly, and it didn't take long for him to lie down, but this kind of confusion was not pleasant, different from the soft confusion that fell asleep when he was sleepy.
This is confusion, pure confusion.
Makes it hard to breathe.
But to say it is really unhappy, and why is it unhappy... I can't tell.
"You're lucky enough!"
"We may not have paid enough attention to you, but..."
"You are much happier than him, why are you still so dissatisfied?"
…
Yuan Wu felt that the voice was far away and could not be heard clearly, but he could clearly perceive the content.
Heard it too many times.
Yes, listened to it too many times.
He knew every word and every word by heart.
Yuan Wu turned over, hugged the blanket beside him tightly, and tried to roll up.
It's been a long time since I heard this voice. I don't remember how long it was. In short, it was a long time.
Some misses, more panic.
Grandma was kind and smiled softly, but he still wanted to stay away.
"You said... Who am I? Am I you or I... you? Are you me or you?"
"Have you ever thought that maybe I shouldn't exist... Who am I... "
Yuan Wu looked in the mirror.
He tried hard to avoid it, but it seemed like something was forcibly imprisoned in front of the mirror, and he couldn't even turn his eyes.
He had to stare at the mirror with wide eyes.
In the mirror was his familiar and unfamiliar face, his own.
Smiling brightly.
The kind of smile he's never had before.
"Who am I?" He smiled in the mirror.
"Stand! What! Go!"
Lin Chengbu's majestic intimidation sounded, Yuan Wu suddenly broke away from his chaotic consciousness, and was taken aback after being stunned.
"Retreat! Retreat!"
Yuan Wu frowned and pressed his forehead, why did Lin Chengbu come again! People who have to work four days a week, how can they feel so idle that they can count dog hair.
"Is anyone here?" A middle-aged woman's voice came from outside.
Yuan Wuzheng stretched his arms and tried to sit up, but he froze suddenly when he heard the sound.
"I'm from the village committee, and I came from the town to do the floating population survey," the woman said again, "Is anyone there?"
Yuan Wu's whole body of cold sweat seemed to be blown out at this moment, he was silent and did not speak.
The hatch was knocked.
"Stand! What! Go!"
Hearing the footsteps on the boat coming towards the cabin window, Yuan Wu just stood up with gritted teeth and turned off the sensor.
"Hello," a woman appeared at the window, "are you sleeping?"
"Yeah." Yuan Wu replied without looking at her face.
"Then you can cooperate," the woman took out a notebook, "I'll take a look at your ID card, and just answer a few questions."
Yuan Wu did not make a sound.
"What's your name?" the woman asked.
Yuan Wu's heart was beating so fast that he could feel it in his ears. He turned around silently, rummaged through the pile of clothes, and touched the small card thrown in the corner.
ID card.
He didn't speak, just handed it over.
"Yuan Shen," the woman glanced at him, he turned his face to the woman for two seconds, and the woman nodded, "You have been living here since you bought this boat from Li Jun, right?"
"Yeah." Yuan Wu responded.
"What kind of work do you usually do?" the woman asked again.
"Sleep," Yuan Wu replied, and after feeling the woman's gaze, he added, "Write a novel."
"Oh, a writer?" The woman smiled and handed him her ID card, "We have a good environment here, so have some inspiration."
"Yeah." Yuan Wu took it and put it in a small cookie box next to it.
The woman continued to ask a few more questions, nothing special, Yuan Wu felt his head hurt so much that he couldn't remember what he was asking or how he answered it.
He didn't even remember when this woman left.
The big head leaned on the window and called him several times before he came back to his senses.
"Brother Xiaowu," he said with a lollipop in his mouth and one in his hand, "this is for you."
"Thank you." Yuan Wu took the lollipop, opened it and put it in his mouth.
"Shall we go planting flowers?" The big head stretched out his hand again, with a few small seeds in his fleshy palm, "This is a five-star flower, which can climb vines."
"...Okay." Yuan Wu nodded.
He needs to do something to let his chaotic emotions pass quickly and let his attention not be on what just happened.
He followed the big head to the pier and went to plant flowers in the weeds.
Lin Chengbu stood at the back door of the mall, waiting for Xiao Ni to come out. He made two calls, but Xiao Ni didn't answer. It is estimated that if he went directly to the office, he would be kicked out by the security guard, so he had to wait here.
There are some things he has to ask. Although he thinks that Xiao Ni may not be clear, he may not want to tell him more, but he really can't find anyone else to ask.
After waiting for almost half an hour, he finally saw Xiao Ni come out from the back door of the mall, but just as he was about to walk over, Xiao Ni already saw him, turned his head and walked quickly to the side.
"Ni'er!" Lin Chengbu chased after him, "Just five minutes! No, one minute."
"I'm really annoyed," Xiao Ni turned around and looked at him, "Lin Chengbu, can you go see a doctor? What else can I tell you? I really convinced you, I'm Yuan. Shen's ex-girlfriend! Do you know what an ex-girlfriend is? You know how long it has been since I broke up with him! Why do you keep pestering me? Can you find someone else for anything?"
"It's useless to find someone else," Lin Chengbu stopped in front of her, "I'll just ask a question... Where is he now?"
"I don't know!" Shawnee raised her voice and shouted, "How do I know where he is!"
"Don't you really know?" Lin Chengbu frowned.
"No! I know! I know!" Xiao Ni glared at him, "I really don't know, I beg you, don't come to me, okay? It's annoying, I don't want to have anything to do with these things anymore. Do you understand? And we don't know each other, right? I'm the only one who sent things to the bar, met a few times and ate beef jerky twice, right?"
"I'm sorry." Lin Chengbu said in a low voice.
"Okay, don't apologize," Xiao Ni waved her hand and sighed, "Just don't come to me again."
Lin Chengbu returned to the car, feeling very confused, he flattened the seat, lay down and stared at the roof of the car.
Shawnee has no more information here, who else can ask
There were only three people he could ask, Yang Hui, Jiang Chengyu and Xiao Ni. Jiang Chengyu didn't know anything, and neither did Xiao Ni. He had called Yang Hui before, but he didn't know either.
In the end how to do it
He frowned a little depressedly and closed his eyes.
The phone was ringing in his trouser pocket, and it took Lin Chengbu a long time to open his eyes and take out the phone.
The call was from Yang Hui, and he picked it up: "Hello?"
"Xiaobu," Yang Hui said over there, "I just thought about it again, why don't you go to our local photography forums or groups to inquire? I heard him say something about taking pictures before. It's gone."
"Really," Lin Chengbu sat up, "will he go to those forums or something?"
"It should be, let's find out," Yang Hui said, "but I want to ask, why did you suddenly change direction?"
"I can't tell," Lin Chengbu frowned, "I just... suddenly felt that he was not just simply forgetting the past, nor was he having to finish the story... "
"Huh?" Yang Hui was stunned.
"Didn't I get beaten up when I called his name last time," Lin Chengbu said, "I never dared to call him again after that. I always felt that he forcibly didn't want to recall the past..."
"Isn't it? Subconsciously, he knew that you were the one who knew him, and he didn't want you to point it out?" Yang Hui said.
"I don't think it's just like that now," Lin Chengbu pinched his brows, "Why do I think... it's not just that he can't remember..."
"Huh?" Yang Hui didn't understand.
"Someone said before that he is no longer him now, and I suddenly felt that this might be quite right," Lin Chengbu lowered his voice, "Why do I feel that he is really not him anymore."
"Is it okay to plant here?" Big Tou pointed to the mud next to a bush.
"No." Yuan Wu sat leaning against a tree, watching Datou busy.
"Why?" Big Head asked.
"The sun has been blocked here." Yuan Wu replied.
"By it?" Big head pointed to the bushes next to him.
Yuan Wu nodded.
"I thought it could grow here with friends," Datou was a little disappointed, "Where is that?"
"On the ground with nothing growing," Yuan Wu said, "Look at the ones that grow together, and the ones that are covered don't grow tall."
"Oh," Datou nodded with a vague understanding, and turned around a few times, "Then I will plant some, and plant it here, there is no grass here, let it grow here alone."
"Okay." Yuan Wu responded.
Datou took a small shovel and worked sweating profusely for a long time. He dug a small hole in the ground and put a few seeds in it. When filling the soil, he turned his head again: "Brother Xiaowu, then in this hole. I put several seeds, what if they grow together? Will it block the light?"
"They will adjust themselves." Yuan Wu said.