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Downstairs of her house, Yan Chuan and Zeya were talking and laughing happily, and Dongchen suddenly felt that all the sorrow she had just been going through seemed so ridiculous.

"Dongchen is here! Sit here!" Yan Chuan patted the chair next to him, and didn't ask about their quarrel, or why they turned off the phone.

Dongchen sorted out her emotions, picked up a bunch of mutton with a smile and ate it.Zeya poured him a beer like nothing had happened.He picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, then snatched the cigarette from Zeya's hand and took a strong puff.

The beer is frozen Yanjing, and the smoke is 20 yuan Yuxi.The spring evening wind blows in the direction of the nose, feeling the heavy suffocation of tar covering the entire lungs and trachea, scraping off the soft skin on them, becoming an old barrier, and even the heart is getting old.

Yan Chuan asked Zeya about tomorrow's dance, Zeya looked irritable, and said that he had to go to a model company after get off work on Friday.How reluctant, how reluctant.Dongchen snorted when she heard this, it was not loud, but everyone present heard it.

"Xiang Dongchen, are you sick today?" Zhou Zeya hated seeing him like this.

"I think you're hypocritical. I see that you're quite happy this afternoon. Why pretend not to be happy now?" Dong Chen is both disgusted and wants to run on him, but doesn't want to really quarrel.

"Dongchen, you are right. Zhou Zeya is a hypocrite! I have played with him since childhood, otherwise I would not have seen his true colors." Yan Chuan's rebuke resolved everyone's embarrassment in time, and the atmosphere improved a lot. up.Yan Chuan took a sip of wine and continued.

"Others don't know, but I still know. This kid likes to pretend! At that time, the deputy monitor of our class put on airs and bullied his classmates every day. Whenever the deputy monitor spoke, we booed him and demolished him. Zeya didn't , he still pretended to be cheerful. Then one day, someone said that he was called by the teacher to the office to lecture him, and he brought pornographic books to school. We didn’t know what happened, and Zeya told me later that he did it. It’s been ten years now, and I’m the only one in the class who knows! Do you think he’s fake? So he’s pretending to show his colleagues in the company!”

Listening to Yan Chuan's vivid description, Dongchen grinned.Yan Chuan said, "But being friends with Zeya is very happy. I asked him to bring me a suit last time, and he didn't ask me for money when he came back. Dongchen, you have accumulated eight lifetimes of virtue to be friends with Zeya." After finishing speaking, he turned to Zeya and said, "You didn't even want me for 1 yuan. I will be unemployed and have no job in the future, but I can only count on you to support me, Lord Zhou!"

"Fuck you. Sell yourself to support yourself!" In fact, the relationship between Zeya and Yan Chuan has long been beyond the question of money. When he decided to settle here, Yan Chuan also helped him a lot. Money cannot be measured.Dongchen knows that Zhou Zeya is kind to everyone, but he still feels uncomfortable when he hears others say the same. He cherishes that mobile phone and that scarf very much, because Zhou Zeya gave it to him, but this kindness is just a habit and has nothing to do with love. .

"However, it would be miserable for anyone to marry you. You are so kind to everyone, and you will be your wife and you will not be mad at you? That is really bad luck for eight lifetimes!" What Yan Chuan thought of and what to say, this sentence really hit the spot In Dongchen's heart, he turned his head and took a deep look at Zhou Zeya. His brows and eyes were so bright, they were made of steel and soft, and his lips and teeth were so beautiful, coral red and snow white.Dongchen wanted to take it all for herself, and also hoped that he would only treat her well.

After drinking for three rounds, Dongchen wanted to keep Zeya from going home, but Yan Chuan was already drunk.

"I'm leaving, you go back to bed early." Zeya said.

"After you sent Yan Chuan back, did you go home?" Dongchen asked.Zeya hummed and didn't say anything else.Dongchen knew that if she said any more, she would be embarrassing herself, so she didn't say much, she nodded and said, "Be careful on the road." Then she went upstairs.Going up the stairs, I heard the sound of Zeya starting the car gradually getting quieter.

Dongchen thought that Zeya also drank some wine just now, and was a little worried. When he entered the house, he wanted to send a message to let him report that he was safe when he got home, but he felt that there was something unpleasant today. He might not come back, and he would inevitably feel sad again. for a while.

Thinking of this, he threw the phone aside, and lay down on the bed in large characters.If Zeya really had a car accident, it might be a good thing, so no one would be with him, and he didn't dislike him, so he had no choice but to be taken care of by himself.

When this idea came up, Dongchen was taken aback by herself.He turned around and slept next to the wall, telling himself not to think too much.It's spring, but it's cold.

Dongchen didn't smoke much when he was at work, because he was afraid that his colleagues would think he was lazy, but today he always went to the smoking room next to the stairway.

During working hours, in order to meet Zhou Zeya, he carefully planned a casual encounter.In a blink of an eye, it was almost lunch time, and I smoked a few times, but I didn't see each other.But I saw a few people upstairs yesterday afternoon, and the little junior sister who was going to dance with Zeya tonight.

When they entered, they were chatting about the evening party, Xu Jie raised her eyes to look at Dong Chen, gave him a cigarette, and asked familiarly, "Do you know my senior brother?"

Dongchen didn't talk to the people upstairs, but she still found that Xu Jie was easy to get along with, but she couldn't like her.But etiquette can't be lost, he took the cigarette and thanked him, saying, "I'm his younger brother." At the end, he added, "It's far away." I remembered that Zeya had introduced himself to that wealthy woman in this way before, so he just said that.

"I mean, I feel like you two know each other." The "glasses brother" who gnawed the duck's head yesterday said, implying that why the two of you don't know each other so well?

Dongchen couldn't hear the subtext, so he asked, "Why doesn't he come down with you to smoke?"

"He went out and had lunch with the organizer at noon. Will you come to have fun tonight?" Xu Jie generously invited.Brother Glasses said with a smile, "My sister-in-law has already invited my brother-in-law, why don't you come?"

Dongchen's hands trembled, sparks jumped onto his hands, and there was a burst of pain.

"Chen Erbing, you talk nonsense again, I will tear your mouth!" Xu Jie threw away half of the cigarette rudely, knocked Chen Erbing on the forehead a few times, and Chen Erbing shouted, "Sister-in-law killed someone!" Run upstairs.

Xu Jie puffed her face angrily, with a girl's unique coquettishness.She looked at Dongchen who was hesitating in place, and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense. Are you coming at night? I'll take you there, and he will drive to pick me up at night."

"It's because Brother Zhou is so kind to you, so he's talking nonsense." Dongchen said, putting out the cigarette butt, and then said: "I have something to do tonight, you guys have fun."

Xu Jie looked at Dongchen's back as he pushed the door out, thinking.

After get off work, I went out of the building and entered the fast food restaurant opposite in the winter morning, and I was ready to have dinner casually.Sitting in the seat by the window, he saw a familiar car parked in front of the company, and then saw Xu Jie hurried out of the building and put on a small dress.A lake blue cropped gown showed off the woman's curves and belied her brusque bad temper.

Women are like this, no matter how strong their personality is or how violent their temper is, they are tender and tender inside.But men are different, no matter how soft-spoken, gentle and considerate, they are as stubborn as iron in their hearts.

Zhou Zeya got out of the car and thoughtfully helped her open the co-pilot's door.She enjoyed Zhou Zeya's thoughtfulness, and she could also feel the softness of the brown pillow on the passenger seat.

Some couples are made by the people around them at the beginning.If I were a woman, I might be able to become this kind of couple with Zhou Zeya, but he is a man.

The food he chewed was immediately tasteless, so he put down his chopsticks and prepared to leave.At this time Song Hui called and said that he had opened a shop to do business, and asked Dongchen to come and have a look at night if he had nothing to do, in Screw Lane.Dongchen had nothing to do and nowhere to go, so he took three stops to find Song Hui.

I haven't been back for a long time since I moved out.Walking on the familiar blue brick road, my father's voice and appearance came to mind again, and a burst of sadness flooded my heart.

Familiar with the door, he took a few detours and found Song Hui's facade. It seemed that it hadn't opened yet, and the tar on the wall hadn't completely dried.Song Hui was smoking a cigarette and talking on the phone while several carpenters were working on the ceiling.Seeing Dongchen wave her hand.Going in in the winter morning, the decoration smell is pungent.Waiting patiently for Song Hui to call.

"Let's go, go get something to eat?" Song Hui said after hanging up the phone.

"I've eaten, can I have some with you?"

"I had some in the afternoon, let's go around, it's still under renovation, it smells great." Song Hui greeted the carpenter, and went out with Dongchen.The two of them walked to the river, and they often came here when they were young.Dongchen discovered that half a year ago, a wasteland overgrown with weeds had been transformed into a civic square. The vulgar and loud music permeated the eardrums, and lost the tranquility of the past.

Song Hui said that he hadn't completely quit his job as a security guard, so he found someone to leave a set up to hang there.Now this store is jointly opened with a friend, let Dongchen meet that buddy another day.It is said that the buddy knows a lot about hardware and has connections. In the future, he will wholesale some hardware and building materials for people.Song Hui spoke happily, but felt that Dongchen was a little unhappy. He asked, "Did you miss your dad again when you came back to Screw Lane?"

"I definitely want to, but it's not that sad. I accept it more every day." Dongchen sat on the seat by the river, looked at the calm river, thought about Zhou Zeya, and felt alone. It's hard to hold back.He lowered his head and said, "Brother Song, I'm in love."

"From your company?" Song Hui was surprised.Dongchen nodded.

"Why are you so unhappy when you're in love? Did you quarrel?"

"If a person unilaterally likes another, it can be called love, I think I am indeed in love. It is tiring to like someone, but I can't stop." Dongchen felt something cloudy in his eyes, and he sniffed .Song Hui listened without thinking, and asked, "You are unrequited love, you should take her down in one fell swoop. Girls, if they are raped, they will pester each other."

Dongchen played with the mobile phone in his hand, "I also thought that having a relationship was equivalent to being together. But he may be with someone else, and I don't know what I am, and I don't know what he is thinking."

"I'll go! There is such an open woman, if you really love her to death, just ask her what she thinks." Song Hui was thinking about what the girl Dongchen likes looks like.

"When I talked to him in the company, he ignored me and always avoided me. Today he went to a prom with someone, and his colleagues said they were a couple." After speaking, he snorted, as if laughing at himself .

"She wears a new dress at the ball, and you watch the square dance in the park. This kind of woman is really easy to get married, so why do you have to fall in love with a flower alone? The master doesn't beat the west!" Song Hui wrote limericks, trying to amuse Happy winter morning.Dongchen forced a smile.

Song Hui thought about what he said to Dongchen, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.Someone like Zhou Zeya suddenly jumped into his mind.Song Hui asked straightforwardly: "The person you are talking about is the photographer on your birthday, right?"

Dongchen felt embarrassed to be seen through by others, but Song Hui was his most trustworthy friend, the embarrassment was fleeting, so he nodded.

"Then he slept with you?!" Song Hui stood up in shock.

"If you look down on me, just look down on me." Doing happy things with a lover, regardless of fate, when he fell in love with Zhou Zeya, he was ready to resist the different eyes of others.

"You were bent by him, you bastard Zhou Zeya! I asked someone to beat him to death!" Song Hui didn't mean to look down on him, but he couldn't accept it in his heart. He felt that it was all Zhou Zeya's fault.

"Can you calm down and listen to me? I'm really sad right now." Dongchen frowned and pulled Song Hui from standing up, and then continued, "There's nothing unreasonable about this. What he was in before was A woman, and then broke up. I don't know how it got like this. Now I provoked me, but somehow got along with another woman. Since he likes women in his heart, why did he provoke me? "

"It's because he has always been with women. He has never tried men. Now that he has played with him, he will find a suitable woman to marry." Song Hui said sharply.He patted Dongchen, and continued, "Dongchen, let's stop sticking our faces to cold butts, okay? Don't do your work either, come here and treat the past as a dream, okay?"

Dongchen buried her head and said nothing. Before, she couldn't figure out what Zhou Zeya's behavior was, but Song Hui said it out, but he was right.Falling in love with a man is not destined to be smooth sailing, full of holes is the norm.But I am not reconciled, even if it is not what I want, I still want to keep that person by my side.