Precipitous spring breeze blows drunk sober

Dong Xun skillfully operated the forklift to shovel the yellow mud outside the pit, and the car turned around to go further.

The sound was too loud, and the worker could only run to his car to call him, and waved to him.He turned off the engine and got out of the cab, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of water.

This summer he was sunburned until his arms peeled off, but the wages at this construction site are high, and he can usually earn around [-] yuan in the past few months.

The worker handed over a dry towel, which didn't look like his, but it looked clean. He took it and wiped off the sweat rolling down his Adam's apple into his white T, and hung it around his neck.

His trouser legs were rolled up, a pair of sneakers were covered with dust, and there was some dried yellow mud on his trousers.

The most important thing is that he really looks a little disheartened.

He himself doesn't care if he gets tanned or not, anyway, after summer, he can get back to white immediately after putting on long sleeves.

The worker's wife cooks on the construction site. She is an enthusiastic woman in her 50s. She is a mother of three children. He also wore it when chatting with Dong Xun at the door of the board room and preparing to introduce his niece to him.

He often eats with his fellow workers, and while eating, responds to his wife's enthusiastic matchmaker career.After meals, he would teach the children of the workers to read and write, and the whole family got along well with him.

Today, the coworkers took turns to rest and did not go to work, so Dong Xun asked him what was the matter.

He said someone was looking for you in the house.

Dong Xun thought, who else can find me?Is it a customer?

——He also sells insurance part-time. This job is free and can support him to work two jobs, with a monthly income of less than [-].

At first Dongxun was not qualified for this job, it was too difficult for him to talk so much with others.

Later, in order to pay the rent of more than 3000 yuan a month, he worked hard to overcome this obstacle, and was able to get a stable commission of [-] yuan a month.

He never lives with others, no matter how big the house is, he rents it by himself, life is a bit stressful, but he is at ease.

The worker told him that the man didn't explain it clearly, so he said that he was looking like a dog, and he was dressed like a dog. The worker meant that he was dressed decently and had a bad temper.

Dong Xun thanked the workers and walked over to the prefabricated house where he lived.From a distance, he saw the man standing at the door of his room and stubbed out a cigarette. He didn't know whether it was because he was addicted to cigarettes or because he had waited too long. There were several cigarette butts scattered on the floor.

He has more than 100 myopia, which is not considered myopia. He can see people he knows clearly without wearing glasses, but he really doesn't recognize who this person is.

When he got close, the man didn't notice it, so he said, "Excuse me..."

The man turned around, Dong Xun immediately froze.

Why is Xiang Bei here?

Strictly speaking, Xiangbei is his younger brother. The two have not seen each other for eight years and have never been in touch.There's not even any news that I've heard, and it's as if the two of them don't know each other at all.

Dong Xun didn't open his mouth. When the two faced each other, Xiang Bei always spoke first. He was used to it.

Xiang Bei said, "Dong Xun."

Dong Xun doesn't know how to greet him, whether it's been a long time, or ask him why he came to find him, as if no matter what the answer is, he will give himself a head start and involve some unnecessary future.

He didn't speak, and he was anxious to the north, exactly the same as before.

"Dong Xun." Xiang Bei called his name again.

This time he agreed, and said yes with averted eyes.

Still the same as before, no matter what Xiangbei did, he would never avoid his gaze, always look straight at him and talk to him.

"Looking for a place to talk?" He kicked the cigarette butt aside under his feet, asking for Dongxun's opinion.

Dong Xun was a little moved, and Xiang Bei didn't ask for his opinion much before.Put the dishes you don’t eat in his bowl, the homework you don’t like to write in his schoolbag, and the clothes you don’t wear in his closet.

Even the unwanted girlfriends are handed over to Dongxun.

He staggered to welcome Xiang Bei into the room, closed the door behind his back, turned on the incandescent lamp, poured him a glass of water and put it on the broken chair.

Sitting on his bed to the north, Dong Xun frowned and wanted to wake him up. After a moment of hesitation, he took a relatively intact plastic stool and sat by the window.

In fact, he didn't intend to chat with Xiang Bei, but just because he knew him well and didn't want to cause trouble for himself, he invited him into the room.

Looking at the small space to the north, he smiled mockingly.

"How did you get into this?"

Dong Xun put down the light bulb in his hand, turned to look at him and said, "Aren't you just a jerk?"

He said this lightly, but in fact he was also light in his heart, and he didn't have so many stories behind it.But Xiang Bei couldn't see him acting like he didn't care about anything, and he was about to get angry right away.

Dong Xun asked at the right time what he was looking for me for, which interrupted his anger.

Xiang Bei wanted to light a cigarette again, Dong Xun moved his lips and said, "I can't smell the smoke."

He stopped lighting his cigarette and asked Dongxun, "Uncomfortable?"

Dong Xun shook his head, got up and opened the window.

"You smoke it, it's okay."

Xiang Bei still put away the cigarette, "If you can't smell it, don't smoke it."

Dong Xun looked at him in surprise, unable to understand his gentleness.

"Dongxun, let's go home."

——It turned out that it was to pave the way for the words he least wanted to hear.

Dongxun naturally refused immediately without even thinking about it.

"No, I'm fine outside." He self-consciously put away the underwear hanging out of the window, folded them up and put them on the bedside, after thinking for a while, he added: "Just tell mom that I'm fine, that's fine." .”

Xiang Bei took a step forward and grabbed his wrist, his freshly folded underwear was scattered on the pillow again.

Xiang Bei said: "You look like this and you say you are doing well?"

Dong Xun asked back: "I'm like this, isn't it good?"

Xiang Bei shook his head unacceptably, pushed the man down on the bed, leaned over and almost kissed him, Dong Xun said indifferently: "Get out of the way."

He loosened his strength and was pushed away by Dong Xun, and fell to sit on the edge of the bed.

Dong Xun folded his underwear again, and his tone returned to normal: "Go back, I'm fine, don't worry mom."

"You're fine." Xiang Bei stood up and tugged at the casual suit on his body, stood behind Dong Xun relentlessly, and said against the back of his neck, "But what if I miss you."

Dong Xun lowered his head and laughed softly: "Xiangbei, you are not a child anymore, and neither am I." He turned around, and he was only a palm away from Xiangbei, and said, "This kind of childish and boring game, It's boring."

"Childish and boring? You say I'm naive and boring?" Xiang Bei smiled instead of anger, unbuttoned his wrist, raised his head to look at the inferior incandescent light tube above his head, and said again: "Working in this kind of place is not easy. I'm angry, are you not naive?"

Dong Xun felt that he was making trouble for no reason again, and had no intention of entangled with him. He walked to the door and opened it again. When the sun shone in, the dust in the air danced passionately.

He said: "Xiangbei, I don't have time to bet with you for eight years. If you're okay, I'm going to work, and when I leave, help me close the door."

After he finished speaking, he left without chasing Northward.

When he came back, Xiangbei tore all the clothes he could wear except his underwear all over the floor.

He stood at the door of the room against the light, without any complicated emotions, turned around and went to the financial office to pay his salary, and left the construction site overnight without taking anything.

Anyway, he has nothing, the only thing he has is the private emotion that can be easily taken out repeatedly.

——He loves Xiangbei, but he can't bear to love him like this any longer. He feels that sooner or later he will die at the hands of Xiangbei, so he found a suitable time to leave home eight years ago.

Having lost a job, Dongxun has been eating less every day for more than a month. It's not that he has no money, but that he just unlocked the door of his house and came to the north again.

He really shouldn't have hoped for the foreman.

Guessing how much money Xiang Bei took to buy him his own whereabouts, Dong Xun felt sick to his stomach, and hurried into the toilet covering his mouth without caring to stop him from the door.

Xiang Bei came in and closed the door, turned on the toilet light for him, and asked him, "Do you have a stomach problem?"

Dong Xun waved at him, signaling him to go out.

He went to the living room to pour a glass of water, and when he returned to the toilet with it, Dong Xun had already vomited.

"You love cleanliness everywhere you go."

Dong Xun ignored him, rinsed his mouth, ignored the cup in his hand, took water to wash his face, and went back to the living room.

For a two-bedroom apartment of 3680 square meters, Dongxun has to pay [-] yuan in rent every month, plus transportation expenses and grocery shopping, and he saves the rest of the money.

The jeans turned white from washing, and I haven't bought new ones for two years.It's not because he has no money, it's because he doesn't want to buy it and thinks it's unnecessary.

He really loves to be clean. He keeps the house spotless, and there is no place for dust to accumulate.

It was too hot today, and he had a bit of heat stroke, so he returned home early, but he was squatted upright by Xiangbei.

After slowing down, he turned and looked at Xiang Bei, and asked, "Are you following me?"

Dongxun has already moved once. In just one month, Xiangbei first found his company, and then soon found his home, and came to him every day. All the words revolved around one topic: Let him go home .

After looking for him in the north last week, he still chose to move out overnight, but within half a month he came to the door again.

Xiang Bei stood in front of Dong Xun, looked at his slightly pale face, and said, "What's the point of following you, I wish I could tear you apart and eat you."

"Xiang Bei, don't make trouble." Dong Xun was a bit physically and mentally exhausted during this period, and his performance was not good. It was almost the end of the month, and he only got a commission of more than 4000, which was a total of [-] less.

Xiangbei seemed to be playing tricks, he sat down on the sofa and said, "I won't make trouble, you come home with me."

Dong Xun glanced at him: "Xiangbei, I've really had a good life these past few years. If you're free, go back. I have to go to the construction site in the afternoon."

"Are you short of money?" Xiang Bei raised his eyebrows, "Why do you have two jobs—what do you study, why are you selling insurance and working on construction sites?"

Xiang Bei still talks a lot, as long as he doesn't respond to him, he can talk for a long time alone.Dong Xun knew him too well, but he had nothing to say in response.

Who is not short of money, how to live without money.

Dong Xun ignored his question, and wanted to leave Xiangbei here alone and then leave, but he was afraid that he would destroy the house again.

But he can't coax people anymore, and said in a blunt tone: "Go back, don't come to me anymore, it's an agreement, right, in the future—"

"Who the hell did you talk to?!" Xiang Bei suddenly got up from the sofa, kicked over the plastic stool next to Dong Xun, and cursed in a low voice.

Dongxun is not angry either, he has long since ceased to be angry.

"I told Mom," he said.

Hearing these words, Xiang Bei seemed to be even angrier, and immediately said, "What she says doesn't count!"

Dong Xun smiled and looked up at him: "Xiang Bei, what do you want to do?"

That day, Xiang Bei turned and left without saying a word.Dong Xun clutched his stomach and curled up on the sofa all afternoon.