There was a dead end in front of him. Fu Zhen leaned on the wall half bent over and breathed heavily. After a while his heartbeat gradually returned to normal. He straightened up and leaned his back against the wall, looking up at the scene in the night sky. round cool moon.
The moon seemed to be covered with a layer of yellow tulle, with light blue fine lines on it, like the glass marbles he played with when he was a child.
He thought of the Fu Ting he saw just now, he saw that his expression was the same as in the dream, he loathed himself, hated himself, if not for the same blood flowing through him, he might have died in Fu Ting's car Down.
No, the blood between him and Fu Ting is not so close, their mother is not the same person, maybe, in Fu Ting's heart, he hated him a long time ago, it's just that Tang Wanwan's arrival gave him A reason that can be shown.
Fu Zhen didn't want to speculate on Fu Ting with such deep malice, but apart from this reason, he couldn't think of anything else.
Fu Zhen wanted to cry, but the corners of his eyes were dry and he couldn't seep tears. He took the phone out of his trouser pocket, unlocked it, opened the album, and clicked on the last photo.
This photo was secretly photographed when their family of three traveled to the South China Sea five years ago, and it was also the only one that Fu Zhen downloaded from the Internet after he was kicked out of Fu's house.
Now there is no group photo of the three of them on the Internet, and the information about the young master of the Fu family has been completely deleted. His graduation work, which he once filmed, was completely silent before it was released, and he could no longer make a sound Come.
In fact, he often encountered the scene just now in his dreams.
So, it's just re-experiencing the things in the dream again, it's nothing, when the dawn comes, everything will be fine.
Fu Zhen clicked delete on the screen.
—Are you sure you want to delete this 1 photo from this album
-delete
Well, from now on we will be complete strangers.
I hope we don't meet again.
I wish you a bright future and all your wishes come true.
I also wish myself a long life and a happy birthday.
After a long, long time, Fu Zhen came out of the alley, Fu Ting was gone on the street, and the previous silence was restored here. He breathed a sigh of relief, and limped towards the direction of the bus.
Under the dim light, his shadow was gradually elongated, the sound of the siren suddenly became far and near, and the north wind blew the street trees beside the road, making a series of whimpering sounds, and the branches trembled in the wind, like birds with teeth and claws. Monsters are hunting those who haven't come home late at night.
Because he left the bar in a hurry, Fu Zhen didn't even have time to change into his own clothes. He only wore a pair of thin trousers on his legs, and his legs were sore from the wind, but now his endurance is stronger than before Quite a few, I can no longer cry like a child.
The road in front of me was flat and wide, with a few small stones sporadically scattered on it. The black and white kitten rushed out of the grass on the side and ran to the opposite side of the road.
Fu Zhen's eyes followed the cat and flew far away. He gradually understood that the road of life must be walked by himself after all.
The shuttle bus was parked on the abandoned lawn behind the bathtub, like a hibernating frog, Fu Zhen entered the frog's stomach, followed by the light of the mobile phone, and sat down on the last row of seats by the side, leaning his head against the window Go up, close your eyes and start to sleep.
Soon after, the number of people on the car gradually increased. The driver coughed and drank a glass of water to refresh himself. Then, the passengers in this car started their night trip in this huge and quiet city.
Fu Zhen was awakened by the sound of the young man playing the video in the front seat. He opened his eyes in a daze, glanced at the screen of the mobile phone, and then turned his head to look out the window.
A thin layer of mist covered the car window, Fu Zhen stretched out his hand, wanting to draw something on the bed, but when his fingertips touched the cold glass, his mind went blank.
He covered the glass window with his whole hand, and wiped out an area the size of a notebook. Through this area, Fu Zhen cast his sight outside the car.
Fine snow fell in the sky, and under the dim yellow street lights, it looked like a group of fireflies playing. The ground was covered with a thin layer of white. After the vehicles passed by, they left two black tire marks.
It was early morning when we returned to the rented room, and all the roommates were sound asleep. Fu Zhen lowered the volume he made as much as possible, and tiptoed back to his hut.
Fu Zhen took off his uniform and sat on the bed. At this time, he was conscious and didn't feel sleepy at all. Judging from today's situation, the bar probably won't be able to open anymore. Even if it can be opened again, he shouldn't. went.
He must have been tricked tonight, but since he entered the bar, he only drank a glass of water, which was given to him by the foreman. Why did the foreman put that kind of medicine in his water
Fu Zhen couldn't figure it out, there was still slight pain in that secret place, he turned over and lay on the bed, thinking of the man with whom he had a fling once again for no reason.
It was the sunlight he hadn't seen for a long time in the dark and damp lair.
The bathroom here is shared. It is on the east side of the living room. If he goes to take a bath now, he will definitely disturb other people resting in the house. After wiping it, it was almost two o'clock in the morning after he finished all this, he put the basin under the bed,
Fu Zhen dreamed again tonight, but this time he didn't see the gloomy past in his dream, but the indifferent man standing on the bus.
The next morning, golden sunlight broke into Fu Zhen's room through the cracks in the worn-out curtains. Fu Zhen woke up from his sleep. He raised his hand and touched his chest. The feeling he felt in his dream The sweet taste still lingers in his heart.
Fu Zhen thought that he might have fallen in love with the man he met yesterday.
Fu Zhen doesn't know what it's like to fall in love with someone, but he vaguely remembers the sweet taste in the dream, as if eating white rabbit milk candy, which has been lingering on the root of his tongue, thinking of Fu Zhen's face Can't help showing a smile on the face.
But for him now, this may be a very sad thing.
He found out too late, and he didn't even know the name of the other party. This secret love was destined to have no results.
Fu Zhen took a deep breath and cheered up. He still has to find a new job for himself.
Fu Zhen doesn't have high requirements for salary, and he can bear hardships without being lazy. He can be regarded as the perfect employee in the boss's mind. However, it is a pity that few people are willing to hire a lame person.
On the way back from the construction site, Fu Zhen paid special attention to the small advertisements posted on the surrounding telephone poles. Later, his eyes fell on a recruitment job that distributed leaflets. The requirement was to put on a doll costume and distribute leaflets to students at the school gate. The working hours are from 5:00 to 7:00 in the evening, and it costs 20 yuan an hour, and dinner is provided. For Fu Zhen, it is a very well-paid job.
A few days later, Jiang Hengshu came outside the bar again. Now the bar has been sealed off, and all the people involved have been arrested and returned to the police station.
When Jiang Hengshu woke up that day, it was already noon the next day. The messy clothes and various traces on his body showed him how intense sex had happened last night, but now the room is empty and only He was left alone.
Wang Tong followed behind Jiang Hengshu. He didn't understand Jiang Hengshu's behavior today, so he asked him, "Boss, why are you here again?"
Jiang Hengshu raised his head, looked at the third floor of the bar, and replied, "Looking for someone."
"who?"
"The Little Mermaid."
A trace of doubt appeared in Wang Tong's eyes, and he asked, "Why is it called the Little Mermaid?"
Jiang Hengshu was silent for a while, took a deep breath on the cigarette in his hand, and said to him, "Because he ran away as soon as I woke up."
Wang Tong clicked his tongue and commented on Jiang Hengshu: "You are quite a girl."
Jiang Hengshu pursed his lips and said nothing.
Wang Tong always felt that Jiang Hengshu was a little weird today. He raised his hand and touched Jiang Hengshu's arm with his elbow, and asked him, "What's the matter? Have you fallen in love for a day?"
Jiang Hengshu couldn't tell what kind of feelings he had for the little mermaid now, he couldn't even remember what he looked like, but whenever he thought of him, he felt his heart filled with endless sadness.
Wang Tong put on a gossip face and asked Jiang Hengshu, "Did you have sex with a man or a woman that day?"
Jiang Hengshu didn't have much memory of that day, but when he woke up, he saw a little dark blood stain on the pink bed sheet, maybe it was a woman, and he didn't speak.
Wang Tong sighed, their boss must be Sichun, but the bar has been sealed off now, and the employees have also found new jobs. He patted Jiang Hengshu on the shoulder: "Boss, I think your The Little Mermaid probably won't come, have you checked the surveillance?"
Jiang Hengshu did not speak. Most of the surveillance cameras on the second and third floors of the bar were broken, and he and the other person could not be found at all. He threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the trash can, turned and walked towards the bus Go, Wang Tong quickly followed and asked him: "Boss, what are you going to do next?"
Jiang Hengshu: "Moving bricks."
As a qualified supporter, Wang Tong gave Jiang Hengshu a thumbs up and praised: "Your bragging is getting stronger and stronger."
Run the train with your mouth full!