In mid-spring and April, after a cold spring, the temperature finally slowly rose.
Saturday, April 17.
The weather is not very good today.
It was foggy in the middle of the night, and the sun could not penetrate the clouds. At 6:10 in the morning, Fengxing City was shrouded in a haze.
In an alley in the old city, an iron gate opened a crack, and a man in a dark brown trench coat pulled a suitcase and walked out sideways.
His movements were very light, obviously not wanting to disturb others.
But when he turned around to close the door, a young male voice sounded.
"This is going away?"
The man in the trench coat raised his head.
A young man in a nightgown turned out of the entrance, covered his mouth and yawned.
He is in his early twenties, tall, with delicate facial features, a high nose and thin lips, his eyes are deep and stretched, the corners of his eyes are slightly raised, his skin is porcelain white, and his hair and iris are maroon. A lightly pigmented feel, kind of like a hybrid.
"Well, the high-speed train at 7:15."
The man pulling the suitcase nodded.
"Bon Voyage."
The young man answered very succinctly, and finally waved to the other party.
"… "
The man in the trench coat hesitated for a while, but couldn't help but ask:
"Then what are you going to do when you...?"
There was a word among him that was very vague, but the young man understood it.
"It doesn't matter, anyway, the master will arrange for new people to come over next month."
The young man rolled his eyes and smiled.
"Until then, there will always be a way."
The man in the trench coat wanted to say something, opened his mouth, and swallowed it back.
"That… "
He let out a long sigh:
"Beiquan, take care of yourself, bye."
After speaking, the man in the trench coat dragged his suitcase and walked into the foggy old alley.
…
The young man known as Beiquan stood at the entrance, folded his arms, and watched the back of the man in the trench coat until he could no longer see it.
"Hey, the third one... I'm such a scumbag."
He reached out and scratched at his chestnut hair.
"But the problem of lack of people at that time really has to be solved."
While talking to himself, Beiquan turned around and walked to a table next to the entrance. He bent down and rummaged in the drawer for a while to find a marker and a piece of A4 paper.
Pulling off the cap, he wrote down a job posting:
Santuchuan Broadcasting Company is now looking for an assistant.
No gender, age limit, no work experience required.
It is required to be healthy, bold and careful, and able to stay up late.
Salary interview.
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"Little brother, the road in front is being repaired, and the one-way street has to be detoured from the side."
Taking advantage of the gap between the red lights, the taxi driver turned around and said to the passengers in the back seat:
"Do you see me stopping at the intersection? You'll be there in a few minutes."
Wei Fuyuan, who was sitting in the back seat, frowned, showing some impatience on his face, but nodded anyway.
"Um."
He answered a word.
The taxi pulled over at the intersection, Wei Fuyuan got out of the car, turned on the mobile phone navigation, checked the direction, passed through a pitted roadbed, and turned into an alley.
Wei Fuyuan was born and bred in Fengxing, but he was a rich second-generation family with mines. He lived in a big apartment in the new urban area as a child. In his memory, he visited this neighborhood only a handful of times, and most Just happened to pass by.
As a thousand-year-old capital, the old town of Fengxing City still vaguely maintains the pattern of the past, with square blocks, traffic in alleys, and buildings are also very low. Most of the houses along the street are more than 30 years old. Although they have been renovated many times, they still cannot hide the traces of the years.
Wei Fuyuan looked down at his phone while walking.
The signal in the hutong is not very good, the delay is serious, and you bow your head suddenly, and often you will find that the positioning triangle suddenly jumps a bit.
Unfamiliar with life and difficult to navigate, so after 20 minutes, Master Wei got lost as a matter of course.
He stood in an unknown cramped hutong string, irritably refreshing his phone repeatedly.
But no matter which map he cuts to, it's not that the network connection fails, or the cursor is flickering like a convulsion, and the difference between the two positioning can be more than half a kilometer.
"Fuck!"
Wei Fuyuan was so angry that he wanted to smash his phone.
Master Wei, who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, has not been so aggrieved for a long time.
He felt that he had recently become Mercury retrograde, and his back to the extreme.
Wei Fuyuan, 21 years old this year, is a junior majoring in business administration at Fengxing University, a well-known old school.
He is tall and handsome. He has practiced karate and Maga all the year round. His appearance and figure are easily over 90% of professional models. In addition, his grades are not bad and his family is well-off. He is simply a template for winners in life. .
So far, the biggest setback he has ever suffered is just a dislocated shoulder on the eve of a karate competition and a missed chance to win gold.
However, just six months ago, he went home to celebrate his mother's birthday. At the dinner party, he drank a little too much, and he was so drunk that he made a slip of the tongue and even revealed his sexuality in front of a family of relatives.
Young Master Wei is really heroic, and the consequences are very serious.
Wei's mother was so shocked that he almost succumbed to the past, while Wei's father was so angry that he threw the uneasy son out of the banquet on the spot, ordered him not to go home, and stopped all his sources of income.
A penny kills a good man.
After six months of perseverance, the eldest young master, who is not worried about wearing snacks, finally realized the pain of breaking a dollar into two halves.
Wei Fuyuan's savings are almost at the bottom, and he can no longer afford to rent a high-end single LOFT apartment for 6,000 yuan a month. He has no dormitory because he is a day student, and he is about to fall into the situation of sleeping on the street.
He doesn't want to be soft with his parents, he refuses to ask relatives and friends for help because he wants to save face, and he can't make his classmates aware of his predicament...
No way, Wei Fuyuan could only think of a way to earn living expenses by working part-time.
It's just that this work-study job is not so easy to find.
Although his coursework in the third year of his major is not heavy, it is not that he can take frequent leave, and he can only choose some jobs with flexible working hours.
For fear of being discovered by acquaintances, Young Master Wei will not consider tasks such as delivering food, washing dishes, and sending leaflets. Moreover, such harsh conditions as the work place is far enough from the school, the money is a lot, and the food and housing are controlled. It's harder to find one that suits you.
Wei Fuyuan searched various recruitment websites for two days, and finally found a part-time job as a supermarket warehouse tally clerk in this old city. Although the money is much less than expected, it is not necessary to work in the warehouse at night. Still living in the duty room, barely enough.
Today, Wei Fuyuan is here for an interview.
It's just that he never expected that he would get lost in the alley.
He clearly saw that the warehouse should be near here, but the navigation kept turning around. Wei Fuyuan walked back and forth three times on this road, but he couldn't get around like a ghost hitting a wall.
"I'm really hitting a ghost!"
When passing through the same alley for the third time, the irascible Young Master Wei finally broke out.
He was determined to ask someone for directions, but it was clearly nine o'clock in the morning on a weekend, and this alley was eerily quiet.
Every door and window Wei Fuyuan passed through was tightly closed. For ten minutes, let alone a living person, he didn't even see a stray cat.
The surroundings were quiet enough to hear needles falling.
The wind with some spring cold suddenly stopped at a moment he didn't notice.
Wei Fuyuan shivered while standing in the empty alley.
Suddenly, he felt that even the concrete pavement under his feet seemed unreal.
But how can you see ghosts in broad daylight
As a staunch materialist, Wei Fuyuan never believed in ghosts and gods.
And he asked himself a man who was nearly 1.9 meters tall. He was still a young boy in that respect. It stands to reason that he must be masculine. How could the evil spirit dare to attack him
Wei Fuyuan comforted himself so much, but the steps under his feet became faster and faster involuntarily.
- It's just an alley!
Wei Fuyuan resisted the anxiety in his heart and kept telling himself - I'm just lost, I'm just lost!
In Fengxing City in April, the temperature was only about ten degrees. Wei Fuyuan, relying on his youth and firepower, only wore a thin knitted vest and jacket, which really couldn't be called "hot".
But by this time he was sweating profusely, and big drops of cold sweat slid down the corners of his forehead, soaking the collar of his shirt.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Wei Fuyuan was extremely restless, accelerated under his feet, and started to trot involuntarily.
- Why can't I get out!
He swiped his phone desperately as he ran, trying to re-swipe his correct position in the navigation.
Just as Wei Fuyuan turned a corner, a door in front opened without warning.
"Boom!"
The door opened really suddenly, and when Wei Fuyuan was upset again, he trotted all the way, unable to stop the car at all, and hit him head-on.
Master Wei sat down on the ground clutching his forehead, the door panel bounced sharply, and at the same time there was a low exclamation from the other side.
Wei Fuyuan covered his forehead and raised his head.
"Fuck your ancestors—"
Halfway through his words, they stuck in his throat.
A young man stuck his head out from behind the door panel and was staring at him with a surprised expression.
I have to say, that person's appearance is really in line with Young Master Wei's aesthetic.
It doesn't mean that the man is beautiful, it's just that the facial features are exquisite and deep, combined with the slightly thin face, showing a bright temperament that is difficult to take away from the eyes, with the snow-white complexion and slightly lighter face. Eye color and hair color, it looks like a finely crafted white jade doll.
Wei Fuyuan was quite frightened today. He slammed his head into the door panel, and slammed his ass. He should have been in a very bad mood, but it was a handsome guy who caused the accident. He felt that he could be a little more tolerant.
"Hey."
The chestnut-haired handsome man behind the door tilted his head, "Are you all right?"
Wei Fuyuan got up and patted the dust on his pants.
"No, it's fine."
He ate a small screw, "I seem to be lost... How can I get to Jinhe supermarket?"
"Jinhe Supermarket?"
The man raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and pointed behind Wei Fuyuan:
"Go forward along this alley, there is a crossroad after 100 meters, turn right and you will arrive."
Wei Fuyuan said in his heart that I had to go around this alley three or five times, and I didn't see any crossroads. At the same time, I looked back—
He gasped.
Half a minute ago, the alley was clearly empty. I don't know when there was an old man walking slowly with a bird cage. In the distance, a middle-aged woman came out of her yard with a bucket and stood on the steps. sprinkle water.
Wei Fuyuan suddenly shivered when the slightly chilly east wind blew across his neck.
The sound of wind, birdsong, splashing water, the rustling of branches and leaves, and some unknown shrill sounds…
Wei Fuyuan was already a little confused whether he was bewildered or not.
Otherwise, how could he have the illusion that just now, at the moment of turning back, he actually returned to the world from an unknown place.
"thanks."
Wei Fuyuan turned his head and thanked the chestnut-haired youth who showed him the way dryly.
The other party smiled and did not answer.
"Hey, Beiquan!"
At this moment, a young woman's voice came from the room, "You just open the door, can you hurry?"
The man called Beiquan replied, "Just come", locked the door, turned around and went back to the house.
Only then did Wei Fuyuan notice that the old two-story building in front of him turned out to be a broadcasting company called "Santuchuan".
- Did I see this company just now
Master Wei was very confused.
Because of getting lost, Wei Fuyuan has walked back and forth in this hutong string three or five times. The buildings on both sides are all familiar, but no matter how he recalls it, he doesn't remember whether he has seen it before. This red brick building.
But he didn't have time to delve into it.
Because Wei Fuyuan made a mistake, he happened to see the job advertisement posted on the doorpost.