Maybe everything is just back to the original point, Fu Zhen thought.
If I hadn't been taken back to Fu's house by Fu Ting, I would have probably lived like this now. As for the broken leg, it was the retribution for enjoying the wealthy life for twenty years.
The winter sun is warm and warm, and countless dust floats in the sun. Jiang Hengshu is wearing a blue overalls and a yellow helmet on his head. He is carrying sandbags on the construction site full of smoke and dust. Neatly, the foreman looked at him from a distance and kept nodding.
When Wang Tong came to the construction site, he saw the same scene. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, unable to believe what he saw.
"My God," Wang Tong walked up behind Jiang Hengshu in an extremely exaggerated tone, slapped Jiang Hengshu on the shoulder, and asked him, "Boss, you really came here to move bricks! "
Jiang Hengshu hummed, and asked lightly, "What's wrong?"
Just as Wang Tong was about to open his mouth to mock Jiang Hengshu, the foreman walked towards Jiang Hengshu stepping in four directions, and called him affectionately, "Xiao Jiang."
Jiang Hengshu put down the sandbag in his hand, patted the dust on his palm, and asked the foreman, "Mr. Bao, what's the matter?"
Mr. Bao glanced at Wang Tong behind Jiang Hengshu, "Your friend."
Jiang Hengshu nodded.
Mr. Bao hummed, and his eyes stayed on Wang Tong's watch for a while, then he looked away as if nothing had happened, and said to Jiang Hengshu with a smile: "There are still a few people missing in the New World Mall, you will Just go there and work, and I will give you an extra thirty per day."
Jiang Hengshu responded straight away: "Okay Mr. Bao."
Mr. Bao nodded, raised his hand and patted Jiang Hengshu on the shoulder, encouraging him and said, "Work hard", then turned around and went to find another worker.
After Mr. Bao left, Jiang Hengshu picked up the sandbags on the ground again and walked towards the concrete pile to the west.
Wang Tong followed behind Jiang Hengshu, chattering non-stop, and asked Jiang Hengshu inexplicably: "Boss, what are you thinking? What are you doing now? It's not as profitable as moving bricks."
Jiang Hengshu only felt a fly buzzing in his ear, he frowned slightly, and resisted not speaking.
Unable to bear the noise from Wang Tong, Jiang Hengshu calmly said: "I want to dedicate my limited life to a more noble cause", without seeming to be joking at all.
"Moving bricks?" Wang Tong asked.
Jiang Hengshu nodded.
Wang Tong took a deep breath: "Come on, boss, did you drink fake wine and get on top, what's wrong with you, you have to come here to move bricks, can you tell me this is what you, a top mercenary, should do? "
Jiang Hengshu turned his head to look at Wang Tong, and asked him, "Then what should I do?"
"Save the world!" Wang Tong replied of course.
Jiang Hengshu didn't speak.
Wang Tong poked Jiang Hengshu's arm beside him, and asked him in a low voice, "Aren't you looking for your little mermaid?"
Jiang Hengshu put the sandbag down against the wall, took off the gloves on his hands, clapped his hands, and said, "I won't look for it anymore."
Maybe the little mermaid has her own life, maybe she doesn't want to have too much to do with him, that night was just an accident.
Although during this period of time he often met a figure who was entangled with him in his dreams, and every time he woke up, his crotch was always wet, but he didn't want to disturb that person's life.
It was just a one-night affair, a very common thing in modern society, so don't take it too seriously.
Wang Tong sighed, thinking that he could see the cycad tree blooming, and it seemed that he had to continue to be single.
"Let's go, don't disturb me moving bricks."
Wang Tong: "..."
He said briefly: "Boss, you must have fake wine in your head!"
Jiang Hengshu ignored him, walked over quickly, carried another bag of sandbags, and strode towards the concrete pile.
Wang Tong originally thought that Jiang Hengshu had taken on some special mission. After staying here for a long time, he found that Jiang Hengshu was honestly resisting the sandbags from the beginning to the end, and had no other meaning at all.
Wang Tong slapped himself on the face, it hurt a little, this is not a dream, boss, he must be lowered by someone!
It was too scary, too scary, and he had to find a place to wake up.
The nights in winter are longer than those in summer. When Fu Zhen handed out all the leaflets in his hand, the sky was completely dark. Fu Zhen took the wages of the past few days from the boss and said thank you. Put the more than 300 yuan into the bag, and then got on the bus to go home.
In the small living room of the rental house, several tenants were gathering together to play poker. When they heard the door opening, they turned their heads in unison. When they found that it was Fu Zhen who came back, they looked back disappointedly and continued to draw cards.
The relationship between Fu Zhen and several other tenants is very ordinary. When Fu Zhen was busy with work a few months ago, he stayed in the rental house for less than five hours a day, and he slept in his room most of the time. I may not see these tenants once a month.
In the eyes of other tenants, Fu is really a weird person. He has no relatives or friends, he always walks alone, works several jobs a day, but still squeezes into this small shabby place with them. I really don’t know how much he earns. Where did all the money go.
Fu Zhen went to the bathroom to wash his hands and returned to his room. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, looked at the broken screen after hesitating for a long time, and clicked on the icon of the station.
Huazhan is a well-known video barrage website in China. Four years ago, when Fu Zhen was eighteen years old, he registered an account for himself on Huazhan with great interest. With the help of his father and elder brother, he set up a private studio to produce The first anime in his life, and the only anime-"Shazhou Chronicle".
In the two years since "Shazhou Chronicle" was updated, the number of fans on his account has grown from single digits to more than 20 million. Many critics say this is the rise of Huaguo animation.
At that time, no one thought that "Shazhou Chronicle" would suddenly stop updating, and this stop would last for more than two years.
Ever since Fu Zhen was kicked out of Fu's house, he has never logged into this account again. Looking at the pink page and fans' messages in front of him now, he feels as if he has passed away.
When this month's salary is paid, he bought a computer and a hand-painted tablet, and he can continue to update "Shazhou Chronicle". A confession from the fans.
Fu Zhen put down his cell phone and lay on the bed with his head up. He closed his eyes and soon fell into a dream.
In the dream, it was the blue sky of Pinghai City, and the man standing upright in front of the bus stop sign. This time, he smiled at himself, and the whole winter was bright.
The next morning Fu Zhen put on his overalls as usual and came to the construction site. He never expected that he would meet the man with whom he had a romantic relationship again here.
He rubbed his eyes to make sure he was right, it was really him.
For a while, Fu Zhen didn't know what expression he should make, whether he should go up and say hello to him, he didn't know if Jiang Hengshu still remembered what happened that night, let alone if he had his own girlfriend, Or possibly have a family.
Fu Zhen finally began to regret what happened that night. He was really in a daze at that time. If he had been firmer, the accident might not have happened.
Jiang Hengshu listened to the foreman explaining the new job to him, and nodded to show that he understood. The foreman liked young people like Jiang Hengshu very much. His shoulders, back, and thighs seemed to be strong. It's completely different from that little lame Fu Zhen.
If it wasn't for the fact that the little cripple was paid less and worked harder, he would have fired him long ago.
Oh, he is a soft-hearted person, the foreman patted Jiang Hengshu on the shoulder to show his eager expectation for him.
There was no expression on Jiang Hengshu's face from the beginning to the end. He put on his helmet, carried a bag of sand and left. The foreman looked at Jiang Hengshu's back and nodded in satisfaction, and then his eyes fell on the dazed man. On Fu Zhen, he yelled at Fu Zhen: "Fu Zhen, what are you looking at? Hurry up and work!"
Fu Zhen quickly looked away, and started to limp and trot pushing the wheelbarrow.
The foreman snorted, picked up the document bag on the side and rushed to another construction site.
Fu Zhen was busy pushing the little wheelbarrow on the construction site full of thoughts, watching the distance between himself and Jiang Hengshu get closer and further away, and his mood also fluctuated accordingly.
Jiang Hengshu passed by him several times, but every time he kept his eyes on him, as if he didn't see him, or maybe he didn't remember Fu Zhen anymore.
Fu Zhen was a little disappointed, but he cheered up again immediately. Compared to the past when he didn't even know what this person's name was, what he did, and where he lived, it's much better now.
For a whole morning, Fu Zhen didn't find a chance to speak half a word with Jiang Hengshu,
At noon, the foreman brought a bag of lunch to the workers. Jiang Hengshu took a box, turned around and sat down under the dilapidated wall. The other workers had their own small groups and sat together. Chattering with his parents, Fu Zhen hesitated for a moment, and walked towards Jiang Hengshu.
He really likes this man, just like when he was a child, when he saw some strange and interesting things, he would do everything possible to beg Fu Jianchen to take them home.
But when Fu Zhen grew up, he began to understand that the earth does not revolve around you alone. In life, there will always be some things that cannot be obtained, and now his father will never help him again.
If Jiang Hengshu has a lover, or if he is a straight man, then Fu Zhen can only leave the stage sadly.