People are busy in the office building, and the coffee machines keep emitting fragrant hot steam, which not only refreshes the mind but also reminds people that life is hard and they must do their best.
Laiyang is also doing its best now.
Telling jokes to the operations director of the Yunbin Building Management Company in Xujiahui.
He is not an employee of the company, but a talk show host.
I made a special trip to visit the director in the afternoon, hoping to use his identity to help me promote the club's performance tickets. Of course, I would give the director money in return.
But the director looked impatient, which made Lai Yang feel that he was questioning his professional level.
"Okay, okay, stop talking for now. I suggest you go to a bar to discuss cooperation." said the director.
"The quality of the audience in the bar is not good. I was telling a joke halfway when people started shouting 'tiger stick chicken'!" Lai Yang answered sincerely.
The director took off his glasses and touched his face and said, "Oh, it seems you have really worked together before."
"The talk show bar downstairs is owned by me."
The director's mouth opened slightly, and Laiyang looked embarrassed.
Because of this situation, he and his partner decided not to sell alcohol during the performances every night, but they couldn't sell many tickets, so he was left with no choice but to come up with another trick.
"Director, let me tell you another story. My girlfriend..."
"Okay, I can basically tell you and your girlfriend from the time you met until now. It's almost time to get off work, so let's leave it at that for now."
Just as the director was about to get up to see the guest off, Lai Yang's cell phone suddenly rang. He took this opportunity to linger and planned to linger a little longer after finishing the call.
The call was from his childhood friend of the opposite sex, Yuan Qing, whose nickname was "Yuan Shengda". After the call was connected, a shrill voice came from the other end.
"Laiyang! Your girlfriend is cheating on you! She checked into a hotel with a guy who drives a Porsche!"
The director slowly put on his glasses, and after a flash of light flashed through Lai Yang's brain, he forced out a smile: "Are you kidding me?"
"How dare I joke about this? I checked the hotel records and found that they slept together for three nights!"
All the blood in Lai Yang's body instantly rushed to his brain, then quickly fell into his spleen and lungs, like red-hot iron, burning his skin and flesh.
His girlfriend is Gu Qian, and she has been with him since high school. When she returned to Xi'an for work half a year ago, she vowed to wait for Laiyang to come back and get married...
"Laiyang! Did you hear that? I saw it with my own eyes! It's absolutely true!"
Laiyang's eyes were bloodshot and his mouth was torn.
Mo said: "Yuan's voice is loud, can you speak a little more quietly?"
…
On the rooftop of the building, the can of beer in Lai Yang's hand was squeezed with a rattling sound, and the remaining beer inside spilled due to the squeezing, but his heart was cut by a knife, and the blood could not be spilled, and could only be held in his heart and stank.
If Yuan Shengda had not seen this scene when he returned home to visit his relatives, Lai Yang would not know how long he would have been deceived.
He called Gu Qian many times, but the other party hung up every time and sent a WeChat message saying that he was in a meeting and asked him to wait.
"Holding a meeting? They even held it in bed! She is enjoying the pleasure of sex right now, but I am feeling heartbroken in Shanghai, thousands of miles away." Lai Yang said gritting his teeth.
The wind whistled and blew his stand-up collar, making it slap in the face like a slap in the face.
As night was about to fall, and the clouds on the horizon reminded Laiyang of the scarf that Gu Qian gave him last year. She put it on Laiyang herself, leaned against him and called him her husband, saying that she only loved Laiyang in this life.
Memories came flooding back like tears. Lai Yang recalled the embarrassment of renting a house together when they first came to Shanghai, the anxiety when they couldn't find a job, and the scene of them eating a bowl of rice noodles together at the night market last winter.
It was cold, but their hands remained clasped under the table.
Lai Yang felt a little regretful. If he hadn’t done the talk show and had gone back with her, would the ending have been different
At this moment, an unquantifiable emotion pressed on his chest, there was pain, numbness, but more of it was disbelief!
He took a breath and looked at the city. A sea of lights dyed with tears heralded the arrival of night. Lai Yang took out an egg-sized crystal ball from his arms. This was also the gift Gu Qian gave him to drive away the night.
There is a button on its base. When pressed, the crystal ball will illuminate the star-shaped text inside: "Qian".
Beep~
The phone rang, Lai Yang took a deep breath and looked at the note on the screen: Silly baby.
Looking at these three words again now, he felt inexplicably ironic. After the call was connected, his throat seemed to be filled with lead and he could not utter a word, while the other party seemed to have sensed something and fell silent.
Time passed by minute by minute, and after an unknown amount of time, her voice finally rang out.
"Laiyang, I'm coming to Shanghai these days. I have something to discuss. Let's talk about it in person."
"… "
Before she said this, Lai Yang still had a glimmer of hope that all this was fake, but now it is completely clear.
The ball of fog in his chest that could not be melted solidified into ice at this moment and fell silently.
"Okay, let's talk about it." Lai Yang replied with every word precious.
After saying this, he held back his tears and pretended to be relaxed, "Oh, by the way, I've written a lot of new jokes recently, some about subways, balconies, and jumping off buildings, hehe... every one of them is funnier than the original."
Almost all of Lai Yang's original jokes were about her.
Gu Qian hummed, and said in a low voice that they would talk when they met, and then the phone beeped.
His smiling face gradually froze and disappeared.
After a moment, Lai Yang suddenly got excited, grabbed the iron railing beside the rooftop wall, and stepped on it.
When his vision was completely clear of all obstructions, the whole of Shanghai was at his feet. Lai Yang saw the lights of the buildings in the distance and the vehicles on the ground were like countless fireflies. What a beautiful world, but why was he in so much pain
Lai Yang didn't want to jump off the building, but he wanted to feel the feeling of being on the verge of death.
Just as he was distracted, a faint scent of woody perfume wafted over. Lai Yang looked back and found a woman standing behind him, staring at him in surprise with her beautiful eyes.
She was wearing a light blue windbreaker, her tall figure was well-proportioned, her slightly curly hair was blown by the wind, revealing a delicate face with skin as white as snow.
There is no shortage of beauties in Shanghai, but beauties like her with elegant temperament are rare.
"Are you going to jump off the building?"
She interrupted Lai Yang's thoughts. Lai Yang's Adam's apple trembled, and he raised his head to hold back his tears: "Whether I jump or not, what does it have to do with you?"
Although she is very beautiful, Lai Yang really wants to be alone at this moment.
The woman was stunned for a few seconds, then pointed to the corridor opposite: "Why don't you jump over there?"
Lai Yang almost sprained his back. He immediately glared at her: "Hey, you... What does it have to do with you where I jump? I am willing to die here today, is that not okay?"
The woman walked to the fence and glanced down, then gently raised her head to look at Lai Yang: "If you jump here, the shops downstairs will have trouble doing business."
"I'm about to jump off the building, why would I care whether the business downstairs is good or not? Just let them open a funeral parlor shop downstairs!"
After shouting, Lai Yang suddenly realized that his theater was also downstairs, so he glanced at her and slowed down his voice.
"So... you're in charge of this building?"
"No, this building is mine," she said.