In May, Zhou Hao and Sun Yiwen both graduated.
On the day of taking graduation photos, there was a blue sky and white clouds, and a large green lawn in front of the library. The bright colors were covered by the sunshine in May. Zhou Hao instinctively bared his teeth and laughed.
He was about to leave the city with Xiaosun. Seven years ago, he took the train from the county seat for three days and three nights and set foot on this prosperous metropolis. He came here with the intention of getting rid of poverty and looking for sustenance. Seven years later, he finally found that this place was not suitable for him.
It doesn't matter, people will always take detours in this life, and he will return to his original position immediately.
Jiang Yuqian also came over this day, and he stood not far away and stared blankly for a while. The little lunatic still didn't fit in, and only took a group photo. The rest of the students were taking photos of each other in twos and threes, but he sat alone on the stone steps in a daze.
After a long pause, he probably felt bored, so he stood up and took off his master's uniform, ready to go back.
"Zhou Hao." Jiang Yuqian walked over.
Surprise flashed in Zhou Hao's eyes, but he still walked forward in his own way, ignoring the people behind him.
Now because of Ou Yi, he hates Jiang Yuqian very much. The term "a nest of snakes and rats" is not called for nothing.
These days, Sun Yiwen has confessed everything to him, and he feels sorry for his little Sun, but as they are struggling at the bottom, they can't resist these self-proclaimed noble people at all.
If you can't resist, just stay away. It won't happen that everyone leaves, and that person will play dirty tricks to provoke his father.
It has been a long time, Sun Yiwen is not at home at night, the price of dealing with the bad guys is too high, and he suffers physically and mentally. As Xiao Sun's boyfriend, Zhou Hao is too incompetent. He also knows that he has suffered from insomnia for many consecutive nights.
At this moment, he was walking by the tree-lined road of the school, thinking in his mind, what will Xiao Sun eat for lunch? He went back at noon, so he might as well cook a bowl of instant noodles at home alone.
"Zhou Hao." Jiang Yuqian followed all the way, almost out of the school gate, he couldn't hold back anymore.
Zhou Hao still ignored him.
Jiang Yuqian walked quickly to Zhou Hao, blocking the little lunatic's way.
In fact, he is now in a state of aphasia, and he has already forgotten what he wants to do here today.
"Let's have a meal together at noon." Jiang Yuqian thought about it, and only thought of such an excuse.
Zhou Hao stared at Jiang Yuqian for a while, tired hatred flashed in his half-closed eyes. Then, without saying a word, he bypassed Jiang Yuqian and continued walking.
Jiang Yuqian grabbed the little lunatic's arm, and said the same thing as before, "Let's have a meal together." At the end, he added, "Congratulations on your graduation."
Suddenly, the seed of Zhou Hao's hatred was completely awakened. He dragged Jiang Yuqian out of the campus, and just as soon as he saw it, he wanted to rush to the road where the cars were speeding. He wants to kill these bad guys for Sun Yiwen.
But at the critical moment, he stepped back and gradually let go of Jiang Yuqian's arm.
It must be because he slept too little recently and got dizzy. Murder violated the law. If he killed someone, he and Xiaosun would be ruined for the rest of their lives.
With the tacit understanding of life in the past four years, Jiang Yuqian has a kind of mind reading ability. He is very clear about Zhou Hao's series of actions just now. The little lunatic wanted to throw him on the road for another man, and was hit to death by a car.
"Don't make trouble, go have a meal with me."
Zhou Hao stood on the side of the road in shock. He couldn't stay in this city so huge that it could swallow people. He's leaving, he wants to leave now.
Seeing Zhou Hao standing stupidly, neither speaking nor moving, Jiang Yuqian tried to hold his hand, holding it carefully. "Let's go."
Zhou Hao was in a daze for a moment, and immediately reacted, shook off Jiang Yuqian's hand, and said viciously, "I'm sick!"
In an instant, the little lunatic picked up the thorns all over his body again. Jiang Yuqian would rather have him like this than see him sitting on the stone steps out of gregariousness.
"Do you know where Sun Yiwen is these days?" Jiang Yuqian asked that lonely figure.
It worked. The man really stopped.
The little lunatic turned his head, his eyes were like a wolf in the mountains, and he walked over.
"I'll get rid of you soon!" Inexplicably, Zhou Hao said gloomily, with a hint of the conceit of a winner.
Jiang Yuqian guessed that there should be a hidden meaning behind these words, so if he asked the little lunatic directly, he would definitely not say it. He had to ask in a roundabout way, poke into the little lunatic's heart, and let him explain it completely.
After living for so many years, he knows the little lunatic so well, you just need to change the words a little bit, and his words can be blown out immediately.
Just like at this moment, Jiang Yuqian didn't ask directly, how do you want to get rid of him
This is what he said, "Get rid of it? How do you get rid of it? Just rely on you and Sun Yiwen? As long as you are in City A, I can find you wherever you are hiding."
Sure enough, Zhou Hao didn't think about it, and immediately replied, "Then leave City A."
It exploded, and the little lunatic wanted to leave.
Having grown up for more than twenty years, the little lunatic doesn't have the slightest instinct to be wary of others. He thinks that his defense is to stay away from bad guys and live alone.
If he was bullied, he wouldn't say anything, he would just beat people with his claws. When it hit someone, it was just a little pain and itching, and the person recovered after a short breath. What about him? He was being bullied, so it was only left to sulking.
In this way, Jiang Yuqian couldn't let him go even more, he couldn't let the naive Haohao stay away from him alone, and face this world of "wars and horses and chaos" full of bad guys.
As everyone knows, he himself is the biggest villain.
"If you want to leave, you have to fill your stomach. The restaurant in Xinjiekou has new dishes, and I'll take you to try them." Jiang Yuqian grabbed Zhou Hao.
Zhou Hao flicked the man's hand away vigorously, but he couldn't break free, so he resorted to the old trick again, kicking him.
Jiang Yuqian was not angry when he kicked him, but still coaxed, "Didn't you always ask me to take you there before?"
Zhou Hao pretended not to hear, he turned his head and walked in the direction of the subway station.
The figure of the little lunatic gradually disappeared in the crowd, Jiang Yuqian took out his mobile phone and called Ou Yi.
After the phone call, he remembered the purpose of coming here today. He wanted to take some photos with the little lunatic...
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When he got home, Zhou Hao cooked himself a bowl of instant noodles as he thought just now.
He is the only one in the family. Yan Ming recently found a job as a publishing editor in a newspaper office. The salary is good, and he gets off work quite early, at four o'clock in the afternoon. Usually, he also writes manuscripts for magazines at home to earn some extra money.
At five o'clock, Yan Ming came back with a weary expression. After changing his shoes, he lay down on the sofa.
"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Hao asked.
Yan Ming scratched his head with both hands, his heart seemed to be very conflicted.
"Stop scratching, the dandruff is all on the sofa."
Yan Ming ignored him, still grabbing his hair and ravaging him violently.
"What's the matter with you?"
Yan Ming stopped the movements in his hands, still lying down, "I wrote a collection of poems and want to publish it."
"That's not very nice."
"The higher-ups didn't agree, so I detained it."
"Who is it?" Zhou Hao asked yelling.
"Editor-in-Chief."
Zhou Hao finally knew the reason why this person was wrong. This editor-in-chief, Yan Ming mentioned, is an out-and-out pervert. He usually squints his eyes and sees people without clothes. He can see through you at a glance. In the newspaper office, anyone who is attractive, regardless of gender, can't escape the pervert's eyes.
The result of this matter is obvious. The editor-in-chief probably wants to enforce strict unspoken rules.
"Why don't you come with us." Zhou Hao suggested again.
Yan Ming's eyes were blurred and he didn't speak. At this moment, he thought of his mother in his hometown, who had never enjoyed a day of happiness by selling hand-cooked cakes for him to study and go to school in the cold winter months. From the first day he came to school in City A, he swore that he must make a name for himself, and he was unwilling to leave him in a disheveled state.
"I won't leave. There are many opportunities here and the salary is high. I can still send some back to my mother every month."
The child is not a fish, who knows the joy of fish? Zhou Hao couldn't force it anymore.
After a long time, Yan Ming made the final decision. After struggling from the morning till now, he has already figured everything out. To be successful, he has to be willing.
"Zhou Hao, if one day I become different from before, don't try to wake me up, this is the path I chose."
"what do you mean?"
"I must publish that collection of poems. And the man promised me that he can help me promote the promotion."
"Are you crazy!?" Zhou Hao scolded him.
Yan Ming sat up suddenly, buried his head and covered his face, probably his heart was still turbulent.
"I just want to get ahead and get a foothold here. I used to be a student. I didn't fear anything. I didn't believe in anything. What about now? It's useless for me to believe in anything!" Words popped out.
How could Zhou Hao not understand him? He has also realized for a long time that this is a fucking society where the weak prey on the strong.
"What do you have for dinner? I'll make it for you. Don't think about anything, eat, take a bath, and sleep well." Zhou Hao could only be relieved in this way, and he couldn't come up with other methods.
After dinner, before it was dark, Yan Ming took a shower and went to the bedroom to lie down. A small house with one bedroom and one living room, it's a bit crowded for three people. Usually, he and Sun Yiwen sleep in the bedroom, and Yan Ming sleeps on the sofa.
The sun has not yet fully set, and a pale crescent moon has already hung on the horizon. In the afterglow of the magnificent sunset, Zhou Hao leaned on the balcony in the north and smoked a tragic cigarette.
Will Sun Yiwen come back tomorrow
He thought he should come back.