After getting off the plane, Zhou Hao, Qian Weicheng, and other colleagues from the hospital, about a dozen people, first went to the Fifth People's Hospital of City A where they were studying for a report. The hospital arranged a place for them to live.
The dormitory for two people has a good environment and is spacious enough.
After packing his luggage, Qian Weicheng urged Zhou Hao to take him to a fun place, and Zhou Hao verbally agreed. Looking at the time, it was past three o'clock in the afternoon.
Sitting on the bed to rest his feet, Zhou Hao just took out his mobile phone and called Yan Ming.
"Yan Ming, I have come to City A for further study."
The other end of the phone was obviously surprised, "When will you arrive? I'll pick you up."
"It's already here. I just went to the hospital to go through the formalities, and I'm in the dormitory now."
"You take a break first, wait for me to get off work in the evening, let's have a meal together. Where is your dormitory?"
Zhou Hao thought for a while, "The power road in Yuanling District is just behind the Fifth People's Hospital, not far from your newspaper office."
"That's ok, there happens to be a Russian restaurant nearby, let's go there to eat at night. I get off work at six o'clock, let's meet at the restaurant at a quarter past six."
"good."
The last time he and Yan Ming met was when they returned to their hometown during the Chinese New Year this year, and half a year has passed in a blink of an eye.
Zhou Hao stood up and leaned against the window. The afternoon sun was obviously much softer. On the unfamiliar and familiar road, galloping vehicles pass one after another, traveling from east to west, north and south.
Loneliness came so quietly.
He is used to the life of boiling frogs in warm water, any action he does now will cast a strange color against the background of this noisy big city.
After regaining his senses, Zhou Hao said to Qian Weicheng, "Come and have dinner with me tonight, a former friend."
Qian Weicheng readily agreed, "Okay, brother Hao is still very good, he has friends everywhere."
"Stop talking!"
At a quarter past six in the evening, Zhou Hao finally met Yan Ming in this Russian restaurant. Both of them were a little excited, looked at each other, but couldn't say a word of greeting.
Qian Weicheng was acquainted, so he interrupted, "Hello, handsome guy, I'm Brother Hao's colleague, my name is Qian Weicheng, you can call me Xiaocheng."
Yan Ming smiled politely at Qian Weicheng, "Hello, my name is Yan Ming."
Without any other extra introductions, the three of them are considered acquaintances.
The waiter came over and handed over the menu. Looking at the price list, the prices are a bit expensive. Today, Yan Mingfei said he was treating guests, so Zhou Hao and Qian Weicheng had no choice but to choose a few slightly cheaper ones.
During the meal, Zhou Hao and Yan Ming asked each other about each other's situation. Zhou Hao had nothing to say, he had a solid and stable job, and he would have a permanent job. He asked Yan Ming, is there a lot of pressure in city a? Is work going well
Yan Ming was quite emotional, "The main thing is the house. I may not be able to afford it in another twenty years. I go out early and return late every day, and I have to work overtime and write manuscripts when I get home. I am exhausted. Finish this year, I want to change Work, go to a foreign company, where the salary is at least a little higher.”
Zhou Hao understands Yan Ming's current pressure, and of course he will not persuade Yan Ming to change cities and start a new mountain. He knew in his heart that Yan Ming was different from him. He wanted to be safe all his life, and the burden on Yan Ming was too heavy. He also carried his mother's rest of his life on his back.
There was a bit of depression between the two of them, probably the topic was wrong. Zhou Hao hesitated, but asked Yan Ming, "Did you see Sun Yiwen again in the past three years?"
Yan Ming shook his head, "No, I still lived in Minlin District for the first year, and he never came back."
Zhou Hao's face darkened, but he didn't have any hope at all.
Qian Weicheng listened to them talking, but couldn't get in a word, and couldn't sit still.
"You two are talking, I'm going to the bathroom."
In front of the mirror in the bathroom, a woman was touching up her makeup. She had snow-white fragrant shoulders, a narrow waist and hips, and a small black dress wrapped her exquisite figure.
Qian Weicheng was walking in when the woman came out, and the two bumped into each other inadvertently.
This is probably the most beautiful woman Qian Weicheng has ever seen. She is a goose, and she looks like a fool at the moment, staring at the girl with shining eyes. The girl looked displeased, thinking that it was a little hooligan who came from somewhere.
At this time, a young man in a shirt and black pants appeared.
"Brother Yuqian." The woman called out and stood behind the man.
Qian Weicheng knew that the girl had misunderstood him, so he quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention when I was walking just now."
Neither the man nor the woman spoke, the man just raised his eyes and glanced at Qian Weicheng coldly, and then they walked away.
"Oh, what's the look! What are you pulling!" Qian Weicheng muttered.
Returning to his seat from the bathroom, Qian Weicheng looked unhappy. Being treated as a hooligan would make anyone angry.
Zhou Hao saw the sullenness of this clown, and asked him, "What's the matter with you?"
Qian Weicheng frowned, and began to criticize the man he met just now, "I accidentally bumped into a woman and was treated as a hooligan by his boyfriend. Face, as for it, I owe him a million dollars."
Qian Weicheng was not in the mood to eat, he looked around, and happened to see the two people just now, so he pointed to them and said, "Look, it's those two."
Zhou Hao looked up in the direction of his finger and was stunned. The two people over there probably also sensed the secret gaze, and turned their faces sideways.
In Nuo Da's restaurant, Jiang Yuqian could no longer hear other voices, and he clearly felt the dusty emotions in his heart rushing out of his heart like raging waves.
In the first year that person left, he would go downstairs to the rental house in Minlin District every day. He bumped into Yan Ming countless times, but he never saw the little lunatic again.
Later, he went to Qingjiang County, the hometown of the little lunatic. There, he stayed for half a month.
As the little lunatic said, it was a damp southern town. Standing on the not-so-wide old road, with dark and dirty scenes in all directions, he saw countless Haohaos in dirty school uniforms, pitifully abandoned in the corner of this small town.
At that moment, he was heartbroken and wanted to question the little lunatic's mother, stepfather, and his classmates: Why do you bully a child like this? He is still so young, why should he bear these pains
In the second year, the little lunatic still didn't come back, and Yan Ming also moved.
He visited the rental house in Minlin District less often.
He put the group photo with "Hao Hao and Qian Qian" written on the back in the innermost drawer of his home. He was a little tired and didn't want to trap himself in these memories anymore. He gradually began to come out of the isolation, returned to social life, and returned to positive work.
In the third year, that is, at the beginning of this year, he sold the house at Binjiang No. 1.
When he made this decision, he had already decided in his heart to give up that poor little lunatic, and he gradually convinced himself that that poor little man would never come back, and it would be fruitless to wait.
He was just a little regretful—not being able to give that poor little family a home, not being able to spend the rest of his life with him.
But now, what's going on... He just walked out of the heavy memory, and before he could take a few breaths, he fell back again with a plop.
At this moment, Jiang Yuqian awakened the hidden criminal factors in his heart: he would not let that poor little man leave again.
In the past few years, he has lived himself as a prisoner, trapped in the prison he built every day, undergoing profound ideological reformation, and finally, he successfully completed the reformation. But the person who tempted him to commit crimes suddenly reappeared.
What can I do? Just let him be a criminal all his life.
After a moment of silence, Qian Weicheng reminded him again, "It's that man, it's terrible, I didn't do anything to his girlfriend."
Yan Ming said, "In the first year you left, I ran into him downstairs every night."
Qian Weicheng became confused, "Xiao Ming, what are you talking about?"
Yan Ming looked at Qian Weicheng, "Let's go back first, Zhou Hao met an acquaintance."
Qian Weicheng glanced around: "Who is who, where is it?"
No one answered.
After the other people finished paying and dispersed, Jiang Yuqian walked over.
"When did you come back?" I couldn't hear the emotion in it.
Zhou Hao replied to him, "I just arrived in the afternoon."
There was deepness in Jiang Yuqian's eyes, he didn't ask any more questions, but just stared at Zhou Hao.
Zhou Hao really wanted to end the conversation between the two of them quickly, "Those who come here for further study will go back after staying for a while."
Jiang Yuqian's thoughts were all focused on the word "go back", and he looked at Zhou Hao with more complicated and deep eyes.
They looked at each other silently.
"I am leaving."
Zhou Hao was about to turn his head and leave when Jiang Yuqian grabbed his arm suddenly.
"Where do you live now?" Jiang Yuqian asked.
Zhou Hao was somewhat annoyed, his expression twisted, "I live in the hospital dormitory."
"I'll take you there."
Zhou Hao glanced at him, "Don't bother." Then he brushed Jiang Yuqian's hand away, turned and left.
Jiang Yuqian followed closely behind, and when Zhou Hao left the restaurant and was about to walk south to the dormitory, Jiang Yuqian still followed behind him.
City A in June is a season of restlessness, the seeds of restlessness are lurking in the skin and blood. Human desire, in this season, is higher than ever.
Not to mention, the kind of desire that has gone through the years of cleansing, mixed with the heart of redemption.
Zhou Hao walked in front, and Jiang Yuqian followed behind. Arriving downstairs in the dormitory, Jiang Yuqian stubbornly grabbed Zhou Hao's arm, still looking at the person in front of him with the deep eyes just now, but the eyes hidden in the night were looted by the darkness into naked desire.
The two were deadlocked in this posture for about a minute, Zhou Hao asked him puzzled, "Is there anything else you want?"
Jiang Yuqian pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "Haohao... Can you forgive that ignorant Qianqian from before?"
In fact, he still has a word left: Haohao, stop wandering, come home with me.
Zhou Hao's eye circles were a little red, probably at this time, he also felt a little helpless.
He didn't have much hatred for Jiang Yuqian anymore. Having read many Buddhist books, he already understood that his paranoia back then had caused some harm to this man.
As for love, there is no more. In the past three years, he hardly thought about this man again. The only few times he was thinking: Where did Jiang Yuqian and Ou Yi send Wenwen
But he also knew in his heart that if Ou Yi could easily give Wenwen 100,000 yuan, he would definitely not treat that kind boy badly.
"Forget about the past, it's not interesting." Zhou Hao turned to leave, but his arms were still tightly bound.
"I went to Qingjiang to look for you. If you were there, I would have taken you home." Jiang Yuqian, like the little lunatic back then, also became paranoid.
"But I've found a home..."
Finally, Jiang Yuqian slowly and feebly let go of the little lunatic's arm, his eyes seemed to be lost.
Zhou Hao raised his feet and was about to leave. After thinking about it, he decided to have a showdown with him, "I'm fine now, so don't bother me again in the future."
Back in the dormitory, Qian Weicheng was reading a book, when he heard the door open, he suddenly raised his head.
"Brother Hao, you're back."
"Um."
"Who is that man?" Qian Weicheng saw it in the restaurant.
"A former student."
"Student, it's a good thing he's a man, otherwise I would have thought he was your ex. The way he looks at you is just like a man looks at a woman, wishing he could eat you up."
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In a strange dormitory at 7:30, Zhou Hao was surrounded by the loneliness of a big city.