To my dear Mr. Meng

Before it was too hot in June of this year, everyone was thrown out of the ivory tower of Eden overnight, including people and bedding rolls. Like an impatient dormitory manager, Qian Qiang hung out "Don't come to me, hurry up!" "Go away", everyone had to sit on the side of the road in a daze, and heard the people in front say "Go, let's make money", so they slapped their buttocks and followed in a daze. My legs were chasing after me, and I fell into the gutter by the side of the road, disappearing.

Mr. Meng did not tell his family about renting a house outside. Although the accommodation fee was withdrawn, it was far from enough to cover the rent.Uncle Meng seemed to be afraid that he would learn to be bad if he had the money, so he refused to give more than a small change, and he never asked his family for it, so we shared half.Mr. Meng loves to work with his brother Wei Qiao, who is two years older than him, and it didn't take long for him to save a small fortune.

Wei Qiao, at first glance, looks good and well-behaved, and everyone thinks he is a serious and honest person, but he is actually a wild monkey.The girlfriend I have been talking with for several years is also a student of Chinese language and literature. I have never seen it. According to Mr. Meng quoting Wei Qiao's original words, she is a "crazy young literary and artistic girl who loves Li Shangyin". Language and literature are not to be underestimated.After hearing from Mr. Meng that his best buddy is my Chinese Department of Baoyan (of course I can’t tell him our real relationship), Wei Qiao respected his direct junior and gave him three cups and said: " Brave, strong man!"

During the day, Wei Qiao wears gold-rimmed glasses and a neat suit, showing the posture of a high-level intellectual. However, when he comes home drunk at night, his girlfriend refuses to open the door in a fit of anger.Ever since Mr. Meng brought back Senior Brother Wei, who was drunk into a puddle of mud, at twelve o'clock in the night, after that, whenever Wei Qiao ate his own closed door, he would come here uninvited and pitifully called Junior Brother Meng through the door. .

When we in the room heard this soul-like wail, our hairs stood on end. A carp jumped up and threw a set of bedding onto the bed in the next bedroom, pretending to be innocent brothers and sisters.A few times when this dear friend was scratching the door outside, I happened to run into me working with Mr. Meng. At that moment, I felt that I was a suspect in the anti-pornography and anti-illegal crimes.

Mr. Meng regretted that he hastily brought the man back instead of going to the hotel, and was a little angry.I was stopped halfway through going to bed, but as a normal person, it would be strange not to be angry.So one time Mr. Meng pretended not to hear, and almost gave me a soft smile.After tidying up the messy bed and opening the door, Wei Qiao was already leaning against the door and fell asleep. After being pushed awake, he muttered drowsily that his junior was unworthy, his junior was unworthy.

Guan Ting said that Mr. Meng was transformed from a copper lion placed at the entrance of the bank, and he was thinking about sending other people's money to his own mouth all day long.However, she herself was even busier and kept her feet on the ground. She did two internships in one go, one for [-] and the other for [-], and she was going to kick out another one after she found out the ways of both sides.

She seemed to be mentally prepared for her father's bankruptcy.After my dad told me that her dad's business was completely closed, the first time I saw her was in the last few days of the year. She asked us to come out after a good time and treat guests to eat hot pot at the Lion House.At the banquet, she didn't open her mouth to mention the family affairs, and everyone didn't know about it. After drinking for three rounds, she made jokes about the eldest lady as usual, and she didn't show her face at all.

At the end of the show, there were only the three of us left, Guan Ting finally couldn't help it, and told Mr. Meng that I was a fool who hesitated to speak, and said that he was about to "wake up this dog's head".I knocked off her troublesome hand and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, you will feel uncomfortable, don't pretend."

"I've cried a long time ago." Guan Ting flicked his newly permed hair, "The days of no money will still be long in the future, while there are only two left today, let's finish this year at least."

I said, "If there's anything you want me to do—"

"You can't help either." She took the words with a smile, "Your professional classmates and teachers are useless. You can't expect your father to be a Bodhisattva, right?"

Mr. Meng said: "What are you going to do? Finance, securities, bank investment, etc., I can help you introduce."

Guan Ting clasped his hands together, obediently bowed and saluted him: "In the future, I will rely on Mr. Meng for more help."

Mr. Meng couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Xiaoguan is too far-fetched."

Thanks to Guan Ting's father who stopped the loss in time, although there are still some debts in private name, after selling the house and car, there are not many left, and it will not fall into the bleak situation of the family, which is probably to some extent Bankruptcy and disaster relief.Guan Ting said that now she has no movable or real estate under her name. Although this incident is a heavy blow, what she is most worried about is that her father will not be able to overcome the hurdle in her heart.

"When I live to my father's age, money is no longer called money. Compared with social status, relationships, and reputation, what is money? Earning money is easy, but earning these things takes effort." Guan Ting lit a cigarette, Long and slender like a woman’s fingers, “He always stays at home recently, and he refuses to go out for a trip if I ask him to relax. He always tells me to go fishing in the park, and he goes out every day with a fishing rod on his back. The small box left in the crack of the cabinet on the balcony."

"I've been working for most of my life and said no, how can it be so easy to think about it. Think about it, you talked to He Xiaochuan for less than a year in high school. Didn't you come to school with swollen eyes every day for a month after he transferred? "

"Stop-stop--" Guan Ting hurriedly paused, the cigarette butt almost poked my nose, and successfully cut off my words, "I don't want to expose people's shortcomings like this. In fact, what I'm most afraid of is that my father remembers my mother This matter. The divorce lawsuit between the two of them hurt my father's vitality. I think the lawyer's face is dying of laughter. Marrying my mother is not marrying a woman at all. He is marrying a big gold mountain. He will at least save 15 years of struggle. I can retire directly for the elderly. It is a bit false to say that my dad has always been aboveboard, but he has never spoiled my mother. I used to always think that my dad must do bad things behind my mother's back, but I never thought about it. It was actually my mother who stabbed the knife in reverse."

I was a little surprised: "Your dad talked about his girlfriend...and didn't you hide it from your mom?"

"No, we all know each other." Most of Guan Ting's cigarettes were burned, and he pressed them directly into the ashtray. It’s just me and the nanny. My mother never stopped alone, let alone with the lawyer later.”

Sure enough, every family reads scriptures in their own way.

After graduating, I became the most idle person. When I was happy, I took on two business-related translations, just to pass the time, so as not to waste my mind.Guan Ting was completely invisible, all the wine and dinner appointments were pushed away, and he devoted himself to the great cause of "reviving the brilliant tomorrow of Lao Guan's family"; not to mention Mr. Meng, the finance major of the University of International Business and Economics went everywhere. It's sweet and sweet, even if it's just a short-term internship, they are all as busy as economic seniors who control the lifeline of the country's development.Only when he occasionally let me sit over and quarrel with me like a cat rubbing a dog for a while, can I take the opportunity to bring people to bed.

After the nonsense, I squinted back into the cage half asleep and half awake in the bed, and Mr. Meng had to get up to write a report and analysis-the ghost knows if those things are called that.He was not happy and insisted on digging me up too, so I had no choice but to yawn and sit by the side and read novels.

We've done this before, but with the roles reversed.

Our literary history teacher at the time was fond of Song Shiqing Ci for the exam. He made a list of reciting items. The exam was due the next morning. I still had more than 40 poems to memorize, so I sat on the bed and played Super Mario.I pretended not to hear Mr. Meng yelling a few times, and in the end he just came to listen to me—don’t look at him now as a handsome and well-dressed elite air, but he was still a ferocious wild boy at the time—he knew me I was most afraid of this. When I was hiding, my hands shook, and Mary jumped off the box, which happened to be the last life. The colorful "GAME OVER" shined brilliantly on the screen.

"Meng Qiansheng, see if I don't beat you to death!"

I was so angry that I grabbed him by the collar and dragged him onto the bed, then lifted the pillow and beat him.He laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, and while apologizing without sincerity, he grabbed the pillow in my hand.Of course, I didn’t beat him up in the end. Mr. Meng is a cunning kid, and he knows how to seduce people with sex at critical moments—after I took off my clothes, I suddenly remembered that I hadn’t finished memorizing the poem, and I was about to take this time to review the chapters I recited in the afternoon. The name of Wang Yucheng Before he finished reading, Mr. Meng covered his mouth.

Afterwards, Mr. Meng said that he had never seen anyone reciting poems in bed.

I said that you are wrong, obscene poems are read at this time to add to the fun, just like erotic pictures.

The defeated Meng Shi fell silent.

The next day I was shaken awake by him, and the first thing he said when I opened my eyes was "Get up and recite poetry", which made me stutter all over my body.After washing up, I found it was only six o'clock. For a while, I didn't know if there was something wrong with the clock or my eyes.

Mr. Meng flipped through the investment studies in his hand calmly, and said that it was not yet six o'clock when he woke me up.I firmly believed that he was retaliating for what happened last night, and I couldn't think of a way to fight back, so until I went out at [-]:[-], I recited poems against the cover of the investment book.

I hate Song poetry.

At the beginning of July, Xu Miao came to travel with Feng Yanling in his left hand and Tang Yucai in his right hand, and stopped by to see us.Xu Miao and Feng Yanling are both staying in our city. Feng Yanling has just passed the interview and is working as a personnel officer in a private company. Xu Miao graduated from college last year and is now engaged in sales.Tang Yu didn't get into college, and he worked in the factory thanks to his family, but his temper was too violent, and he quarreled with the leader and resigned after a short time, and his parents were so angry that they scolded his unfilial son.He simply ran outside and was introduced by a buddy to work for a private boss.

Xu Miao said that she took advantage of these two years to save money to buy a house, and married Feng Yanling into the house earlier, so as not to have long nights and dreams. We all booed and wanted to drink their wedding wine. marry.When I was the host and invited them to dinner, even Guan Ting, who hadn't been seen for more than a month, hurried over, and the gang made a fuss until late at night.

Both Mr. Meng and Guan Ting were busy, so it fell to me to lead them around.After two days in the city, around [-]:[-] in the evening, we came out after visiting the garden villa of a celebrity in the Republic of China. This place is not far from the bar street in the business district. I suggested going to the bar street for dinner.In addition to bars with different characteristics, there are also many western restaurants on Bar Street, including Russian, French, Italian, Spanish, etc. Many of them were opened during the Republic of China, so they are very famous in the local area. And authentic.

There was only one girl, Feng Yanling, among them. I asked her what she wanted to eat, and she said she wanted to try French food.Through the clear glass windows of the French restaurant, a woman in a long dress can be seen sitting in front of a grand piano and playing the piano.Tang Yucai and Feng Yanling walked in front, and they chatted about the doll they bought in the park. Tang Yucai disliked Feng Yanling's bad choice, and Feng Yanling said that the orange rhino that Tang Yucai chose for his girlfriend was really ugly.Xu Miao was two steps behind me and quietly pulled me back.

"Why don't we eat at another restaurant."

"Why? Didn't Feng Yanling say that she wanted to eat here? The Western food here is not bad, and it's also a special feature. Come here once in a while, try it."

"No, no." The weather was too hot, and Xu Miao's nose was dripping with oil and sweat. Compared with last year, he was tanned a lot, and fine stubble appeared on his chin, which made his lips darker. "I mean, it's not good to make you spend money all the time. Look at these two days, you have been running with us, and you have to eat this and drink that..."

His appearance made me a little funny: "What's the matter, it's rare for you to come here once. Look at the past few years, every time you said you wanted to come to eat and drink, but you never came. You are on work now, come out It’s rare to play once, and I don’t know what year it will be when I come back next time.”

Xu Miao smiled, revealing her deeply hidden canine tooth.When he used to smile, he could even see his pink gums clearly, but today was the first time I saw his canine teeth.I felt a long-lost intimacy.He said: "Isn't that all a joke to you, Mr. He, how can you really make you pay for it. In this way, I will treat you today, and don't argue with me. Anyway, I am also a wage earner." , you are still a student!"

I suddenly felt a little stuffy, probably because of the heat from the road.Tang Yucai and Feng Yanling had already reached the door, and they turned to us and said, "What are you two dawdling about! Do you want to die of heat outside?"

The waiter opened the door for us, with a stylized smile: "Welcome."

"It's so cool!"

Feng Yanling took a deep breath, wiped away the bangs sticking to her forehead, and suddenly noticed the exquisite snacks in the glass freezer: "Xu Miao, there are cream cakes!"

Tang Yu just walked over and looked down, and said, "It's so expensive for such a small piece."

Xu Miao didn't even look at it, and followed the waiter straight in, saying, "Don't eat, aren't you shouting to lose weight every day?"

I turned my head and saw Kong Yingguang.

He was sitting on a double seat not far from the grand piano, and there was a young girl sitting opposite him. The two were talking, and the next second he suddenly looked over. Before I could turn my head away, the smile on his face disappeared. clean.The girl opposite him turned back, her palm-sized face was lightly made up, not as glamorous as Guan Ting, who was used to heavy makeup, but she was very delicate, and her family was well-off.

We sat down with the grand piano right in the middle, out of sight of them.

During the whole dinner, Kong Yingguang's face was lingering in front of my eyes, and even the hunger was lessened.I felt disgusted by Guan Ting's picky eyes at the beginning.After the meal, Xu Miao and I went to the front desk to pay the bill, and who knew we ran into Kong Yingguang and the other two.

"Hello, a total of 340 eight yuan."

The waitress handed over the printed list, Xu Miao was taken aback, stopped the hand holding the card, and read the list carefully.

"Stealing people isn't it." He murmured to himself.

The service lady who settled the accounts for Kong Yingguang was changing the paper for the machine. He was waiting by the side. Hearing this sentence, he suddenly swept over and looked Xu Miao up and down—that gaze was sharper than a scalpel—and his brows were almost folded together. Boy, lips tightened and then loosened, like a complaining fish in a pond that hasn't changed the water.He met my gaze, and the sneering smile that hadn't unfolded was fleeting, and his eyes closed with undisguised disgust.

A bottle of red wine was placed on the counter, and my expression reflected on the dark red bottle looked a little weird.I imagined that the bottle was smashing hard on Kong Ying's bald head, and the palpable pleasure made me almost unable to control my hand——I took out my wallet and said, "That's all right, please invite me tomorrow."

Xu Miao subconsciously shrank back the hand holding the wallet, and before I took out the money, he handed it out again, and said heartily: "There is no such thing as talking, I will give it if you agree, don't tell me Fight, others will laugh when they see it."

"Hello, you have a total of 290 yuan here."

Kong Yingguang threw out three large banknotes, and the waitress checked them and said, "I'm looking for you——"

"keep the change."

"Okay, welcome next time, please go slowly."

Xu Miao glanced at the backs of the two of them going out, and stuffed the change money into the wallet: "Damn it, people nowadays are really rich and powerful, and they don't take money as money."

I smiled.

The author says:

When they were in college, it was probably in the early [-]s, so everyone should understand the price, and don't be equal to the current market.