Mindful

The vegetation on Changlin Street is dense and dense, and the residential area is covered in greenery. The taxi turned around and slowed down. The driver looked around the street and asked, "Which exit should I stop at?"

Qiao Yuanlin lowered his head and scanned the payment code, and said, "Just ahead, Wanping Alley."

This area is the old city, and the buildings are "old and small" in the intermediary market. The private houses in the alleys are even less popular, and the lease price is not high, and no one cares about buying and selling.However, none of the old residents are willing to move. The greenery is good, there are many parks, and the vegetable market is close, so it is suitable for retirement.

After getting off the car at the alley, Qiao Yuanlin threw his schoolbag on his back. The temperature in early summer soared, and some boys couldn't wait to change into short sleeves. He was afraid of the cold since he was a child, and he was still wearing a long-sleeved hooded sweater.

Walking three to forty meters from the entrance of the alley, there is a small building that has not been painted for many years.There is a sign on the first floor that reads "Ruizhi Cheongsam Shop", and Teresa Teng's "On the Water Side" is being displayed in the shop.

The room is full of rich or plain cheongsams, and there is a large operating table in the corner. An old lady is sitting behind the sewing machine. It is the boss Wang Ruizhi.

Qiao Yuanlin opened the door and came in, calling, "Grandma."

Wang Ruizhi held up his silver-rimmed glasses, put down his work, and said, "Bao'er, here you come, come quickly."

Qiao Yuanlin walked to the edge of the stage.Wang Ruizhi hugged him and looked at him, saying that he was a lot taller than last time, and thinner, and his hair should be cut, so that it covered his ears a bit.

Usually Qiao Yuanlin would report how tall he had grown, but today he didn't respond.

Wang Ruizhi understood the reason and said, "Has your parents finished the divorce procedures?"

Qiao Yuanlin nodded.

Wang Ruizhi asked, "When will it be done?"

Qiao Yuanlin said, "Last week."

Wang Ruizhi stroked his back and asked again: "Then who did you award?"

Qiao Yuanlin replied, "My dad."

Even though he was reluctant, Wang Ruizhi could only comfort him: "Your mother has always had her own opinions, and I can't interfere with her. In this way, if you don't want to go home, you can live with me."

Qiao Yuanlin said, "Then I won't leave."

Wang Ruizhi smiled: "Hey, does your dad know you're here?"

Qiao Yuanlin's small lips are pink in color, and she pouts without pouting. Coupled with a pair of big eyes, even a stinky face can't hide her 16-year-old childishness.

Wang Ruizhi looked happy and distressed, and said, "I'll call him, don't worry about it."

On the radio, Teresa Teng was singing "There is a dangerous shoal before helplessness, and the road is long and long", Qiao Yuanlin was tired of listening, and turned off the radio.

He said, "Grandma, I'm going upstairs first."

Wang Ruizhi shouted from behind: "You just carry a schoolbag, didn't you bring your luggage?"

The kitchen, small warehouse and Wang Ruizhi's bedroom are on the first floor, separated from the store by a curtain.Qiao Yuanlin opened the curtain to go in, stepped on the wooden stairs, and said, "It's so heavy, I sent a courier in the same city, and it will arrive in the afternoon."

Wang Ruizhi couldn't figure it out all the time, his parents were working so diligently like clockwork, the child's laziness was up to someone else.

There are only two bedrooms and one bathroom on the second floor. Qiao Yuanlin is busy with her studies and hasn't been here for more than half a year. In the past, she always lived in the spacious and sunny room.

When he entered the room, he habitually glanced at the ink painting on the wall, which was drawn by his grandfather.

Elderly people don't sleep well. Qiao Yuanlin's grandfather liked to snore, so he slept alone in this bedroom when he was alive.The furniture has not been changed, and the corners and corners are too old to be painted.

Next to the bed was the desk, Qiao Yuanlin put the schoolbag on the chair, and saw the desk calendar on the corner of the desk.

There is a bright red cross on today's date.

He became alert and wiped the table with his fingertips, which was cleaner than Qiao Wenyuan's face.The quilts are neatly folded, there is a glasses case next to the desk lamp, and there is a pot of prickly pear growing well on the window sill.

He went out to grab the railing of the stairs, and shouted downstairs: "Grandma, why does the bedroom seem to be occupied by someone?"

The sound of the sewing machine stopped, and Wang Ruizhi said, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, I rented out Chaoyang's bedroom two months ago."

This was like a bolt from the blue. Qiao Yuanlin thought he had found a safe haven, but the safe haven became a rental house.

He went to take a look at the small, shady bedroom on the opposite side. It was damp and dark, and it hadn't been cleaned. The contrast with the other room was dire.

Qiao Yuanlin went out again and asked, "Grandma, what should I do?"

Wang Ruizhi replied: "I've made an agreement with others, you all need to huddle together before the small bedroom is tidied up."

The room is so tidy, which means that the tenant loves to be clean. Qiao Yuanlin confirmed, "The tenant is not a girl, is it?"

"Are you dreaming? Girls, who squeezes in with you?" Wang Ruizhi said, "It's a young man, surnamed Liang."

Qiao Yuanlin was not used to living with others, so he asked, "Then how long will he rent?"

Could it be Wang Ruizhi's crime: "After signing the contract for half a year, it's going to be autumn anyway."

Everything was a foregone conclusion, Qiao Yuanlin returned to the bedroom, knocking on the door angrily.He sat down at the desk, and on the desk was an old computer that was out of use in his elementary school.

Half of the 16-year-olds think they are the most powerful in the world, and half think they are the unluckiest in the world.Qiao Yuanlin currently belongs to the latter.

It's fine when his parents get divorced. The worst thing is that Qiao Wenyuan and Lin Chengbi choose the day when he takes the SAT test to go through the formalities.

The whole family ate the last reunion breakfast, although they didn't know the taste.When he returned home after the exam, there were two divorce certificates on the coffee table. For the first time, he didn't have to report how he did on the exam, but only had to accept the fact that his parents broke up completely.

What was even more shocking was that Lin Chengbi voluntarily gave up his custody rights.

There was no temperature in the whole process, and Qiao Wenyuan and Lin Chengbi Laoyan separated.The two were not out of breath, one went back to the hospital for surgery, and the other flew out for an interview. No one comforted the crystallization of their love with a word.

Qiao Yuanlin Meng circled all night, decided to pack up his things and run away from home, but he was too slow, he spent a week just picking out sneakers, and he had almost calmed down before departure.

At this time, because of the room problem, new worries and old grievances surged up together, Qiao Yuanlin wanted to calm himself down.

He took out his laptop from his schoolbag and said, "Forget it, I won't be angry after finishing my subject."

The desk was facing the window, and the light gradually dimmed. Qiao Yuanlin focused on writing until dusk. When the sun went down, he took out a bag of dried sweet potatoes and ate them. While chewing, he looked at the double bed next to him.

Does he lie outside or inside at night?Whether the tenant is fat or not, how old is he? After all, in Wang Ruizhi's eyes, 40 years old is considered a young man. He doesn't want to sleep with an uncle.

After dinner, the tenant has not come back.The income of renting a house here is definitely not high, and it is estimated that they are doing hard work from dawn to dusk.

The courier arrived all at once, Qiao Yuanlin didn't bother to tidy up, he just dug out his underwear and pajamas, took a shower and went downstairs with an original book in a foreign language.

After reading a passage, Wang Ruizhi wondered, "Where does your English accent come from?"

Qiao Yuanlin said, "This is French."

"No wonder." Wang Ruizhi asked, "It's not enough to learn English, how about French?"

Qiao Yuanlin's ideal is to be an international journalist. It is not harmful to learn more languages. He said: "I will take the DELF exam in a few months, B2."

Wang Ruizhi didn't understand those things, so he said, "Go for a stroll, digest your food, and familiarize yourself with the surrounding environment."

Qiao Yuanlin complained that he had a bowl of millet porridge for dinner, which was still worth digesting.

The night breeze was cool, and he walked 40 meters to the entrance of the alley in his slippers. He didn't want to move anymore, leaned against the telephone pole, and wisely opened the map on his mobile phone.

Across the road is Wuji Breakfast, 20 meters to the west is Lanlan Bakery, 50 meters to the east is a chain convenience store, and it takes 15 minutes to walk to a large supermarket... He wrote down the places where he could eat, and it was done.

As soon as Qiao Yuanlin turned around, he was dazzled by the colorful small advertisements on the telephone poles. None of them could meet his needs, such as unlocking, obtaining certificates, and asking for a child with a lot of money.

A QR code was pasted on the top, which read: Superman runs errands, good news for lazy people.

Although he felt connoted, he scanned the QR code and added WeChat without hesitation.

It was completely dark, and Qiao Yuanlin went home to listen to the French radio. It was past eleven o'clock, but the tenant hadn't come back yet.

He was a bit sleepy after running around all day. Before going to bed, he took out a large bag of snacks from his schoolbag and put them all on the table. They could have a snack when the other party came back.

He is thin, and his bones are not strong after smoking, and he is afraid that he will be accidentally trampled by the other party when he lies outside.He lay down next to the wall. There was a quilt and a thin blanket on the bed, and he could smell the fresh soap locust.

Qiao Yuanlin insisted on memorizing two pages of French vocabulary, and finally fell asleep holding the vocabulary book.

At three o'clock in the morning, the sound of a motorcycle engine gradually approached.

Qiao Yuanlin was half awake from the noise, his eyes didn't open, half of his soul stayed in the dream, and the other half prompted him to pull up the quilt to cover his head to block the noise.

Phew, the sound stopped abruptly downstairs.

After turning off the engine, Liang Cheng got off the motorcycle with his long legs, took off his helmet with his left hand and carried it around to the side of the building, casting his shadow on the dark wall.

He took out the key and opened the small door on the side of the building, and entered the entrance next to the stairs.

The surroundings were dark and quiet, Liang Cheng skillfully hung the helmet on the hook by the door, and then went upstairs step by step.

The door of the bedroom was closed, and the light yellow light of the desk lamp leaked through the crack of the door.He remembered that the landlord said that his grandson was coming to live for a while, and it seemed that he had already arrived.

Liang Cheng unscrewed the door and walked in, not sure if there was anyone in the room.

Qiao Yuanlin rolled from the inside to the side of the bed, covered under the quilt, unable to hear her breathing, only a thin long bulge.

It is rare to be able to lie so flat. Liang Cheng stopped at the head of the bed, stretched out his hand holding the car key, and used the tip of the key to lift the corner of the quilt and press down, revealing his sleeping face.

hairy.

The messy hair and slender eyelashes are fluffy, and Liang Cheng instantly thinks of a kind of dog.

What's your name, Maltese.

The cheeks were not covered, and it was a little cold, Qiao Yuanlin twitched his eyebrows uncomfortably.

Liang Cheng stared at it for a few seconds, then covered Qiao Yuanlin with the corner of the quilt like a corpse.

He inspected it for a week, and the things in the room were basically unchanged, but the desk was horrible.In addition to stationery and books, it is full of snacks, half-eaten and unopened, just like a stall.

After returning from the shower, Liang Cheng turned off the light, stepped over the "corpse" in the darkness, kept an invisible Chu River and Han boundary, and lay down on the bed.

With a pain in his back, he took out a dictionary from under his body, turned over and put it on the head of the bed, and then pulled off the blanket, the old bed board creaked.

Qiao Yuanlin suddenly "cheated the corpse" and stretched out a hand from under the bed.

Under the moonlight, Liang Cheng saw that this hand crossed the boundary line, touched his blanket, grabbed a corner and pulled it back little by little.

The only cover was almost stolen, Liang Cheng had to pinch Qiao Yuanlin's wrist, it was very thin, the skin was cold, it seemed that the blood circulation was not very good.

Qiao Yuanlin was talking in sleep under the covers: "Grandpa, it's cold."

Liang Cheng: "..."

The next morning, when Qiao Yuanlin woke up, the side was empty.It's unclear whether the tenant left too early or didn't come back at all, anyway, he didn't even see the other party's shadow.

His body was a little heavy, and Qiao Yuanlin realized that there was a blanket on the quilt. He turned over in the warm quilt and picked up the vocabulary book beside the bed.

Before getting up, review what you memorized last night.

Qiao Yuanlin opened the pages of the book, and the note inside fell to the side of the pillow. It was written in a strong and unfamiliar handwriting——

If you throw things around again, I will throw you out.