It was already two o'clock in the morning when Fu Zhen returned home. He recently changed his job as a waiter in a bar, and he can leave work almost every day at this time.
The small living room was dark, and there was no sound at all. Fu Zhen knew that the roommates he shared with him had already fallen asleep at this time, so he walked more quietly, walked to the door of his room, and took out the key , opened the door of his room carefully, and closed it lightly, with only a slight sound, which did not alarm anyone.
When he returned to his room, he immediately took off his work clothes, without even turning on the light, and collapsed on the small single bed, like a tired and defeated dog.
His breathing was exceptionally clear in the dark. It may be because he was too tired in the past two years. Fu Zhen's heart also began to have problems during this time. Not long after he fell down, he began to beat violently. His breathing followed Heartbeat increased.
After a while, the heartbeat gradually became normal. Fu Zhen slowed down, took two deep breaths, got up from the bed and turned on the light.
He is renting with others. There are five people living in this small house. His room is the smallest, less than five square meters. There is only a narrow single bed and a desk cabinet, and nothing else. that's it.
Several buildings in this community are decades-old buildings, and the outer walls are a little loose, and some pieces will fall down when encountering strong winds, so a picture of a skull is specially erected outside the building. The sign on the head reminds passers-by not to stick to the wall.
The interior of the residential building is also dilapidated. The concrete stairs without corners extend all the way to the eighth floor. On the yellowed walls are cartoons drawn by children with various crayons, and there are small advertisements for broadband installation and decoration. I heard that this place will be demolished in a few years, and a university town will be built here.
The landlord is a local, but he doesn't live here. He only comes here on the 5th of every month to collect the rent. The living room, kitchen, and bathroom here are all shared.
The rent is very cheap, only 400 yuan a month, but this amount is still a big burden for Fu Zhen. Now he works two jobs a day, and can only earn less than 4,000 yuan a month. After deducting the money for food, lodging and medicine, there is less than 1,000 yuan left.
In April of this year, he had an accident on the construction site, and put all his savings from last year into it.
Now there is less than 3,000 yuan left in his bank card, and he plans to buy a second-hand laptop and hand-painted board before the Chinese New Year this year, but the quality does not need to be too good, two to three thousand yuan should be enough .
Fu Zhen scratched his fingers, carefully calculating how to live the next day, finally heaved a long sigh and lay on his back on the bed, pulled a pillow to cover his face.
He can only comfort himself that everything will be fine when he has a computer and a hand-painted tablet.
Fu Zhen reached out to turn off the light in the room, pulled the quilt from the head of the bed, covered himself, and quickly fell asleep in a daze.
He is dreaming.
In the dream, he was lying on the cold ground, his facial features twisted together due to the pain, he didn't need to look in the mirror to know that he must look ugly now. And his father stood in the corridor on the second floor, holding on to the exquisite silver railing, looking down at him condescendingly, as if looking at a bunch of disgusting maggots.
Fu Zhen's legs hurt badly. He looked up at his father, opened his mouth, and wanted to explain what happened before, but looking at his father like that, it seemed that a ball of cotton was stuffed in his throat, and he could no longer utter. Make no sound.
The woman he hated came up from behind his father, put a glass of white water into his father's hand, and persuaded him, "Daddy, calm down."
His father turned his head, smiled at the woman, and said to her, "You have been wronged this time."
Fu Zhen felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his body was so cold that he kept shivering, his teeth chattered and made a rattling sound, as if someone was hitting his eardrum with a small hammer with.
An expression of extreme disappointment appeared on his father's face, and he said to him coldly: "Go away, and never let me see you again."
Fu Zhen opened his mouth, but he could only utter a hoarse cry. His father frowned, and a servant came over and dragged him out of Fu's house, throwing him out of the community like trash on the street.
In this way, he was kicked out of Fu's house and the home where he lived for more than 20 years.
Fu Zhen woke up from his dream. He glanced at the alarm clock next to the bed. It was five o'clock in the morning. He didn't know how he would wake up at this time, and at this moment his mind was extremely clear. Half sleepy.
He hugged the quilt tightly, the remaining coldness from the dream still lingered on his body, like a gangrene, and his legs suddenly began to ache, as if there were countless tiny bugs lying on it, The sharp teeth bit his skin and gnawed at his flesh and blood.
Someone was playing TV in the next room, and the sound was quite loud. The sound insulation here is not very good. Fu Zhen could clearly hear every word and every word coming out of the TV.
He heard that there was a robbery in a bank in Xiling District last night. The murderer took two toy pistols and robbed 300,000 RMB; there was an adult goods store opened near Century Primary School, which was reported by parents and had to be rectified; ... The news of the woman's engagement to the young master of the Qin family.
In order to express his blessings to his beloved daughter, the head of the Fu family transferred 5% of the company's shares to the woman's name as her dowry.
And his eldest brother built a fairy-tale castle for their baby, with a swan lake and a playground in the castle.
Envy everyone.
Fu Zhen felt that his throat was a little sore, maybe he was about to catch a cold, he lifted the quilt and sat up from the bed, then shivered from the cold, he limped into the living room with his slippers on, He took a glass of white water by himself and sat on the old sofa in the living room.
Holding the glass in his hand, he took a small sip, and the cold water flowed down his throat and into his stomach, causing a spasm.
The expression on Fu Zhen's face didn't change, he didn't seem to feel any pain, the air was filled with the smell of instant noodles, he could hear any small sound in the dark, and the honking of cars on the street outside.
He put down the glass in his hand and leaned back on the sofa behind him. For some reason, he suddenly remembered his childhood. He was wearing blue overalls and a white shirt, sitting on the big lawn outside the villa, grabbing Looking at the small red leather ball his father just bought for him, the golden sunlight passed through the dense branches and leaves, leaving a mottled shadow on the lawn.
Following a few barking dogs, his elder brother came back from school, came over and knelt down, carried him on his back, and took him home together.
Fu Zhen gradually recovered from his memories. When he was kicked out of Fu's house, he often thought that maybe all this was just a dream. When he woke up, everything would return to its original state. .
But now, Fu Zhen already understood that even if it was a dream, he would never wake up from this dream until he died.
He doesn't even dare to appear in crowded bustling areas now. For the sake of that woman, his elder brother threatened him that if he dared to appear in front of them again, he would give his other leg a discount.
Fu Zhen wanted to laugh, but he couldn't. He raised his head and looked at the ceiling above his head. He couldn't see anything in the dark. There were countless red and green light spots floating in front of his eyes, gradually merging together.
You see, nothing is impossible in this world.
After a long time, Fu Zhen got up from the sofa and went back to his room. Tomorrow morning he had to go to the construction site to move bricks, and he could sleep for a while before dawn.
At 7:30, jingle bells rang in his head next to the pillow. Fu Zhen got up from the bed, put on his overalls skillfully, and arrived at the construction site before 8:00.
It's winter now, every time this season, Fu Zhen's legs will hurt badly, he has taken too many painkillers before, and his body has already produced antibodies, those cheap painkillers have little effect on him, but no matter how advanced The medicine is simply unaffordable with his current income level.
And after a while, the weather will be colder. At that time, he will not be able to work outdoors, and his income will be cut by more than half. Because of this leg, Fu Zhen only works on the construction site for six hours a day. workers, not getting half of the wages of other workers.
In the past two years, a thick layer of calluses had grown on his hands. Who would have thought that the beloved young master of the Fu family would end up in such a miserable state one day, it was like a joke.
But no matter what, the most important thing is to live now. After working on the construction site for a long time, Fu Zhen bought a boxed lunch, took two bites and hurried to the bar.
It was already evening at this time, the sun was setting and the twilight was sinking. Half of the sky in Pinghai City was shrouded in gray-blue mist, and the other half was soaked in red sunset. The rose-colored rays reflected on the glass curtain walls of tall buildings. Fu Zhen pulled the suspension ring on the bus under the intense flames like a prairie fire. He was not energetic, squinted his eyes, and fell asleep.
The green bus No. 309 clangs like a lazy tussah, shuttles unsteadily in the city, and suddenly a primary school student with a schoolbag on his back runs across the crosswalk in front, and the master slams on the brakes Bring the bus to a sudden stop.
Fu Zhen staggered for a moment, and rushed forward with his whole body, his mind went blank, and there was nothing left.
But the expected pain did not come. He threw himself on a warm chest, and it was the other person who supported his back, which prevented him from falling completely. Fu Zhen sniffed, his eyes felt a little hot. For a moment, he missed his brother a little.
Fu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, supported the seat beside him, and carefully stood up straight. He raised his head, and the man in front of him was almost a head taller than him. He was wearing a dark green windbreaker. He looked at him against the light. I don't know his appearance very well, I can only see that there is a circle of blue and black stubble on his chin, which looks a little rough.
Fu Zhen whispered a thank you to him.
The man hummed without saying anything, and his expression was a little indifferent.
The author has something to say: the first 20 chapters are not sweet, but after the 20th chapter, the label of sweet text cannot be canceled because it is on the list. I am very sorry.