You’re My Wonderwall

Chapter 25

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Xiao Heng put the phone aside after replying.

Before I could close my eyes, another message came in.

Hold.

He was about to say goodbye to a neighbor who was actively selling goods, but when he picked up his phone, he found that it was Zhai Zhuangzhi.

Zhai Zhuangzhi sent several voice messages.

"Boss, are you coming out for dinner? I went to your Internet cafe to find you, and they said you were off today. There was no one else, just me and Shaofeng. Shaofeng was caught cheating on the exam a few days ago. Damn he said his English composition was I wrote it myself, and my heart aches for him."

"If you want to come, can I drive here?"

"To be honest, my car is parked at the gate of your community right now."

"Give me some face."

After Xiao Heng listened, he covered his forehead with his hands, stared at the ceiling for a while, and then replied after a long while: OK.

Ten minutes later, Xiao Heng appeared at the gate of District Seven.

There was a red convertible car parked at the gate of the Seventh District. It was a very flamboyant color, and it looked like the car that Zhai Zhuangzhi bought recently.

Sure enough, Zhai Zhuangzhi's red head poked out from the car: "This is it!"

Xiao Heng approached.

Zhai Zhuangzhi handed him a cigarette: "Boss."

Xiao Heng took it.

Zhai Zhuangzhi: "Let's go, let's..."

Xiao Heng was not in a hurry to light up his cigarette, he said, "Get out of the car."

"?"

"Get out of the car," Xiao Heng said, "I'll treat you to eat."

Xiao Heng was standing in front of the half-arched door at the moment.

He was wearing a T-shirt that was sold at a discounted price of 10 yuan at a night market stall. There was no choice of color, and it was black from head to toe. Because he was working day and night, he had no time to take care of his hair, so he went directly to the barber shop to shave it short. , shaved to only a short length.

The man was tall and straight, with a cigarette between his fingers, squinting at them.

He has changed too much from when he first came to District 7.

It's not just about dressing up, it's not just about changing your hairstyle.

Zhai Zhuangzhi thought blankly.

Xiao Heng still had some salary left, enough for the three of them to go to a nearby small restaurant to order a few dishes.

"This month's salary is not much," Xiao Heng led them through two streets, stopped at the entrance of a shop called "Hong Fu Restaurant", and pinched the cigarette between his fingers, and said, "This is the one. .”

Xiao Heng said again: "There is nothing you can do if it tastes bad."

They used to go in and out of five-star restaurants with Xiao Heng, and they had never eaten in small restaurants on the side of the road.

But this meal was bought by my brother with his first month's salary, so the meaning is different.

In their circle, who has gone out to work and earned money

Zhai Zhuangzhi took over a certain branch of a family some time ago. He was an intern president and he was also paid, but the job was like a joke. He only dozed off during meetings, and almost had the word "scumbag" etched on his face.

Zhai Zhuangzhi and Qiu Shaofeng said in unison: "It's not bad, it's not bad, it looks like a delicacy among the people! Look at this plaque, it's low-key and restrained!"

Qiu Shaofeng: "I can already smell the aroma of rice, Zhuangzhi, have you smelled it?"

Zhai Zhuangzhi: "Don't tell me, there really are."

Xiao Heng laughed: "Fuck."

The three pushed the door open and went in.

Xiao Heng went in and found a random place, handed them the menu, then sat on the plastic stool and leaned against the wall to watch them order.

On the opposite wall hung a small TV, replaying the morning's news.

After Zhai Zhuangzhi finished ordering, he recounted the story of Qiu Shaofeng's cheating. After being punched and kicked by Qiu Shaofeng, he got to the point and asked, "Boss, what are your plans?"

What do you plan to do

The TV is replaying Viagra, the hero of the market, telling him that he has a dream.

The fan above the head shook its head from side to side, and when it turned to their table, it brought a gust of wind.

Zhai Zhuangzhi waited for a long time, so long that he thought that Xiao Heng would not answer his question, and waited for the dishes to be served one by one—just a few ordinary home-cooked dishes, and the ingredients were not very fresh.

When he picked up the chopsticks, he heard Xiao Heng say: "Xiao Qishan said I'm a waste." Xiao Heng lit another cigarette, he lowered his head and smiled, and said, "He's right."

—A person who gives up himself is not a waste.

"I've arranged everything for you, Department of Economics, University of C. Tomorrow, you and I will have dinner with the head of the department."

It's really easy to give up.

close your eyes.

Cover your ears.

Ignore the voice that keeps shouting from somewhere in the body in the middle of the night.

The atmosphere was slightly silent.

Xiao Heng finished smoking a cigarette and didn't speak any more. Feeling that the surrounding air was extremely thin, he pushed the cigarette into the ashtray beside him, stood up and said, "You guys eat first."

He opened the door and went out, standing for a while at the door of the meal.

Then I saw the pink decoration on the other side of the street, which was extremely eye-catching... dessert shop.

The name is very vulgar: sweet honey.

There is a promotional poster hanging at the door, two new products 19.9, welcome to enter the store to buy.

Xiao Heng stared at the line of words on the poster for a while, thinking what the hell kind of fate it was.

"welcome-"

The string of wind chimes at the door rang, and Lu Yan was still lowering his head to settle the accounts. After he finished the calculation, he looked up two seconds later. When he saw Xiao Heng, he was stunned: "Why the hell is it you?"

The storefront of the dessert shop is not big, and the new products that cannot be sold are placed in the most conspicuous place.

Lu Yan was wearing work clothes, and he looked pretty decent.

Lu Yan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why, come to support my career?"

Xiao Heng told him with the facts that he was overthinking: "Dining on the opposite side."

Lu Yan glanced across the street, and immediately saw the red-haired man by the window.

Really came to eat.

"That restaurant just looks like that from the outside, just like the stuff," Lu Yan said while packing, "If you want to eat, next time you can go to the Chen Ji restaurant on the next street, they have a few signature dishes good."

The whole store is filled with a unique sweetness of cream.

Xiao Heng's irritable mood seemed to be calmed down a bit, his fingertips were not so dry, and his addiction to cigarettes subsided a bit. After a long while, he said 'huh': "Got it."

But this person talks all the time, so why pack things

What's the point of packing if there are no customers in the store

Xiao Heng's question was quickly answered, because Lu Yan finished wrapping the two copies, and then fiddled with the cashier for a while, and said to him directly: "Including the packing fee, the total is 40."

Xiao Heng was refreshed by his series of brazen forced buying and selling behaviors: "I said I want to buy it?"

The proprietress was tallying the goods in the grocery room at the back, and when she heard voices, she raised her voice and asked, "Xiao Lu, are you here?"

Lu Yan shouted: "This gentleman buys two copies!"

Xiao Heng: "..."

The proprietress wiped her hands, walked out from the grocery store, and enthusiastically introduced: "Our new product is very good. I bought two copies today and there are small gifts. Xiao Lu put the gifts on for others."

After the proprietress finished speaking, she handed the packed bag to Xiao Heng: "Sir, would you pay by card or in cash?" The proprietress really thought he wanted to buy it, and she spoke sincerely.

[Xiao Heng]: Fuck.

[Xiao Heng]: Go back and settle accounts with you.

Lu Yan sat behind the cash register, and Xiao Heng had already paid and left when he received these two messages.

The proprietress stood on the side and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"It's okay." Lu Yan put away his phone, glanced at the other side of the street, and said, "I'm going to make cream in the operating room. You can watch it."

At eight o'clock in the evening, the rooftop.

When organizing the operation before, Viagra specially created a group called Team 63.

Before Lu Yan got off work, he received a group message from Viagra, asking everyone to go to the rooftop to attend the celebration banquet.

He didn't get a dime, and passed by a huge sum of 100,000 yuan. He didn't quite understand what kind of merit it was.

[Viagra]: This is the common honor of our team 63! Everyone must attend!

[Viagra]: I am the host, please have a good meal!

Said it was a good meal, but when Lu Yan finished his shower, he went up to the rooftop and saw only half a case of beer and a few bleak Shaxian snacks on the table: "Brother, you are too perfunctory."

Viagra said embarrassingly: "I was busy catching criminals a few days ago. I asked for several days off, and my salary was almost deducted. The next month's salary has not been paid yet. Waiting for my next month's salary to be paid..."

When Lu Yan saw Viagra's face, he recalled the painful 100,000 yuan. He took a can of beer and said, "You are able to stand here with all four limbs now, thanks to years of brotherhood."

The young master who said he wanted to settle accounts with him arrived last.

Lu Yan stood up with a beer can and hid from Viagra.

Viagra was confused by these two people: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Heng lowered his eyes and said to Lu Yan, "Come here."

Lu Yan: "Am I stupid? I'll go there."

"..."

"come over."

"I don't."

"..."

Lu Yan said: "I'll just sell you two small cakes! Are you sure?"

Xiao Heng laughed angrily: "Buying and selling by force counts as selling?"

Lu Yan and Xiao Heng fought verbally for a few rounds with extremely boring "Come here" and "Come here if you want". In the end, Xiao Heng didn't bother to say any more and just sat down and drank.

"No, I'm talking about you two." Viagra looked at this and that, and shook his head helplessly, "You two look normal when you take it apart, why do you put it together..."

Several people formed a table.

Viagra was really happy, he got drunk in a short time, the main criterion for judging how drunk he was was that he started to shout: "Di Yan, sing a song! Where is your piano, bring your piano up!"

Xiao Heng: "..."

Zhang Xiaohui jumped up directly: "Brother, wake up!"

When Lu Yan went up with the piano, he found that Viagra had fallen asleep holding the wine bottle.

Zhang Xiaohui still has a scene tomorrow morning, so he can't drink too much, so he leaves early. The speed of skating is extremely fast, maybe because he is afraid that if he slid a little slower, he would be forced to appreciate Lu Yan's superb piano skills.

The atmosphere fell silent.

Especially the quietness after the excitement.

The small light on the roof has a limited range of illumination.

Through the hazy night, Lu Yan saw Xiao Heng leaning against the low wall and smoking a cigarette.

Lu Yan walked over and lit a cigarette leaning against the wall.

it's very windy.

The sound of the wind in my ears is especially clear.

"Hey," Lu Yan drew halfway, his eyes fell in the distance, and he touched him with his elbow, "Why did you come out of the house?"

If it was normal, Lu Yan would definitely not ask such unnecessary questions.

Maybe it's the alcohol.

Maybe it's because they feel that the relationship between the two can be regarded as "very close friends" now, even though he just cheated his friend for two desserts during the day.

Xiao Heng shook the soot, unexpectedly did not evade: "Do you still remember your thing written like shit?"