My Sand Sculpture Boss

smoke flies in the air.The sunlight gradually stopped coming in, and the entire classroom was shrouded in flames and black smoke.

Zhang Hou'er sat on the ground again, watching everything he hated turn into smoke, he felt an indescribable joy in his heart.In the light of the fire, he seemed to see his parents. Their figures, the big broom with a thick bowl and the sharp sweater needles, were wiped out in the heat wave together.

He suddenly remembered the story of Nezha making trouble in the sea.In the story, the boy got into a catastrophe and returned all his flesh and blood to his parents, in exchange for the peace of Chentang, and the water and dragons celebrated together.

But the difference is that Nezha is the third prince, and Zhang Houer is just a monkey, and they can't get anything in exchange.

Perhaps, the teachers and parents will celebrate that he, the bad boy, has finally disappeared.

Zhang Hou'er stared in front of him in a daze, tears gushed out of his eyes uncontrollably.He knelt down on the ground, with his forehead firmly pressed against the floor tiles, and whispered, "Well, I don't owe you anything, as a bad boy who can't honor his ancestors."

The fire is getting bigger and bigger, along the aging wall, taking advantage of the wind all the way up.

The school was in chaos.The fire-fighting facilities in the old teaching building are not complete, and at the critical moment, all of them have become "squibs", which are not as useful as farts.Seeing that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, fortunately, the school organized a lot of fire drills in normal times, and the students evacuated from the teaching building in an orderly manner.

When the classes gathered at the playground to roll their rolls, Wei Ziqing, who had just organized the evacuation of other classes, realized that he was missing someone.He panicked and asked hurriedly, "Where's Zhang Peng? Did you see him leave?"

The squad leader replied falteringly: "Before the fire, I saw Zhang Hou... Zhang Peng was packing up his things on the seat and asked him to lock the door." The more he said, the lower his voice, "I didn't see him, I don't know how to come out." didn't come out"

Wei Ziqing cursed, borrowed a wet rag from the temporary class, covered his mouth and nose, turned and ran towards the old teaching building.

The squad leader hopped his feet anxiously and shouted: "Teacher, Zhang Peng may have gone home!"

Wei Ziqing ignored the monitor.He bent down and followed the stairs all the way to the classroom on the third floor.

The fire here is raging, the air in the entire corridor is hot, and the oxygen is thinner than other places.After taking two steps, Wei Ziqing was sweating profusely.He cautiously came to the door of the classroom, and faintly saw someone inside, without thinking about it, he slammed open the door that was mostly burned.

Through the fire, he saw Zhang Hou'er curled up on the ground, and his heart sank back into his stomach, and he shouted, "Zhang Peng! Come out soon!"

Zhang Houer looked sideways at Wei Ziqing, his eyes flashed with flames.He didn't expect Wei Ziqing to appear here, he was stunned, and smiled at him: "Teacher, I don't want to live anymore."

Wei Ziqing's face was livid, and his voice was full of anger: "What nonsense are you talking about? How old are you, and you don't want to live if you do anything! Why don't you come out? You want to die, but haven't you thought about what your family will do in the future? They How sad should it be?!"

"Ha, sad?" Xu felt that death was imminent, and Zhang Hou'er had no scruples in speaking, "I'm not like a child of my parents, but like a commodity put on the shelf by them. I have value, They were kind to each other. I was worthless, so they beat and scolded me." Pointing to his heart, he asked again, "Mr. Wei, I feel so sad. Do you know this feeling?"

"When I was young, my parents told me that I should study hard so that I could honor my ancestors in the future and let them live a good life. I did study hard at that time, but when I made progress, they thought I should do so. And If I regress a little, they will accuse me of failing their hard work. I feel that everything I do is meaningless."

Zhang Hou'er's voice was filled with tears: "I too... I really want to hear more praises. There is a poem that says 'I am born with talents, so I will be useful', but I don't know what is the use of God's birth of me, Could it be that I was born to glorify my ancestors?"

"I don't like the name Zhang Peng either. At least I feel more comfortable being a monkey."

He lowered his eyes and drew a smiling sun with his fingers on the dusty floor tiles: "The other day, Teacher Wei said that I had improved, and I was very happy. But I don't know why, but you turned around and went to find my father." Mom, tell them about me. In order to urge me to study, one beat me with a broom while crying, and the other pricked me with a sweater needle while crying. Then, they said, they did this because they loved and cared for me.”

Zhang Hou'er laughed at himself, looking blankly at the raging fire in front of him: "Teacher Wei, look. They say they love me, but they keep doing things that make me sad in this name. I really, really don't know what to do..."

After Zhang Hou'er said this, he finally couldn't help crying.The fire surrounded him, trapping the small space of a few square bricks into an island.He huddled and wept bitterly: "Teacher, I don't want to live anymore."

"Zhang Houer." Wei Ziqing called him, and his tone was calmer than before, "It's the teacher's fault. I didn't understand your situation."

"If you don't want to go home, I'll communicate with your parents and let you live in school. If you can't live in my house, I'll make you delicious food, braised pork, and help you with your homework. By the way, I have a daughter, Usually, my wife and I are busy with work, so we can't always be with her. She wants to find someone who can play with her most, and I'm sure happy to see you here."

"'I am born to be useful' is not wrong, you are so smart, you are no worse than anyone else. You have a long life, you should not die here."

In the firelight, he stretched out his hand to him, and said seriously: "Come with me while you can still go out. I am your teacher, trust me."

The disheartened Zhang Houer opened his mouth: "Teacher Wei..."

Wei Ziqing saw Zhang Houer's hesitant expression, and before he could react, he rushed into the fire scene and grabbed his arm tightly, pulling him hard to run into the corridor.

Zhang Hou'er was still in a daze.

At the same time, the siren of the fire truck rang in their ears.

Wei Ziqing breathed a sigh of relief, but something happened suddenly. He heard a loud "click", and the old electric fan above his head fell straight down without warning.

It's too old.

Wei Ziqing didn't have time to think about it, and almost subconsciously pushed Zhang Hou'er out of the door, and he himself fell to the ground.Immediately afterwards, severe pain spread from his back to his whole body, and he was lying on the ground unable to move under the weight of the severely aging electric fan, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

In a daze, he heard the "sizzling" sound of wooden tables and chairs when the fire extinguishing agent was sprinkled and the flames were extinguished.

He smiled with relief and thought: "This fire is finally going to be extinguished."

The author has something to say: This story has a prototype.

My college roommate told me that she has a junior high school classmate who is very good at studying.Just because he failed one of the exams, his parents scolded him after the parent-teacher meeting, and he ran away from home.

Later people found it, but it was only in the Haihe River, drifting far away with the water.

She told me that before committing suicide, her classmate went to a black Internet cafe to chat with classmates, and she felt that he didn't want to die at first.

Yes, if you don't feel disheartened, who would seek death?When I was alive, I made things difficult in every possible way, and when I was dead, I mourned in every possible way.No one would have thought that he would commit suicide, nor would he have thought that the human heart is such a fragile thing.

When my roommate talked about it, she was very sorry, if only I could give him a hand at that time.

☆, General (5)

Fog shrouded every corner of Huangquan.

Zhao Suyi took a puff of cigarette.He lifted his chin slightly, closed his eyes slightly, and exhaled light white smoke from his mouth.After a while, he looked at Wei Ziqing beside him, and said with a smile, "Mr. Wei, it's getting late, let's go."

Wei Ziqing showed hesitation and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go and see your funeral. Then, I will take you to the place you should go." Zhao Suyi met Wei Ziqing's blank eyes, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Mr. Wei, do you regret it? My own life saved a worthless brat."

Wei Ziqing didn't expect Zhao Suyi to ask himself this question. After thinking about it, he replied: "If I say that I don't regret it, it's impossible. I have taught for many years, and I have been an advanced teacher every year. If Persevere for a few more years, say no to promotion and salary increase, and become a half-time official."

"At that time, I can add a car to my family, buy clothes and jewelry that my wife likes, and give some small toys to my daughter. Then every holiday, the whole family will go on a trip together, to Mount Tai, to Dunhuang, wherever I want to go. The place......"

Zhao Suyi reminded him unceremoniously: "Teacher Wei, it's just..."

"It's just that I'm dead." Wei Ziqing took the words, and he smiled helplessly, "In that case, I can't watch him die."

Zhao Suyi smiled: "In that case, come with me." Then, he turned around and walked into the fog, with his arms stretched out, and the cyan clothes hanging down naturally, his posture was like a crane with wings spread.

The surrounding dense fog centered on Zhao Suyi, and it automatically leaned to the left and right sides, flashing a path.

Wei Ziqing followed behind Zhao Suyi, and he saw many figures gradually appearing in the smoke around him.In the blink of an eye, it became clear.

This is a big funeral.

There were many people who participated, some Wei Ziqing knew and some he didn't know.

The glass-like sunshine shines on the earth, and the elegiac couplet floats silently under the shade of willow trees: "You go to the underworld, and your loyalty will last through the ages—a deep mourning for Mr. Wei Ziqing, the teacher of the people."

Wei Ziqing's daughter hid behind the crowd. The 12-year-old lowered her head, not daring to look at the black and white photo in the middle of the mourning hall.Her dad was smiling at her, but she hated the smiling face framed in a black frame.

She cried so much that she couldn't even utter a complete sentence, she just repeated intermittently in a hoarse voice: "When will Dad come home?"

Seeing his daughter's face covered with tears, Wei Ziqing subconsciously raised his hand to wipe her off.However, his hand passed through the mist directly, unable to touch anything.

Life and death are an insurmountable gap between this world and the underworld.

Wei Ziqing withdrew his hand dejectedly, knowing that she couldn't hear, he still said softly: "Don't cry, Dad is here, it won't look good to cry any more."

Going forward, Wei Ziqing saw his wife again. Her eyes were red and swollen, but her gaze was calm. She was standing in front of the mourning hall, adding some paper money to the burning brazier.

She stared blankly at the smiling face enclosed in the photo frame, clasped her hands together, lightly stroked the wedding ring on her ring finger, and said in a low voice, "There are so many places I want to go, but unfortunately I can't be with you." Don't worry, I will take care of the family."

At this moment, the youthful love in Wei Ziqing's mind reappeared.On the university campus, he once held her hand and walked slowly on the tree-lined road, talking about the present and the future.

All the good things were dissipated in the flames and ceased to exist.

Wei Ziqing's eyes were lingering, and he sighed, "You should live to 99."

After saying that, Wei Ziqing didn't dare to look into her eyes anymore, turned his head and continued walking forward.Along the way, he saw his parents with gray temples, his colleagues, relatives and friends, and his students.

"Teacher, when I see that bastard Zhang Hou'er in the future, I'll beat him to death and kowtow him in front of your eyes." The little fat man in the monitor was crying and belching, his face covered with snot and tears, "I won't do that that day. You should be too lazy to lock the door and let this little bastard set fire to the classroom."

Only then did Wei Ziqing realize that Zhang Hou'er was the only one among the funeral crowd.He was worried that he would do something stupid again, so he asked Zhao Suyi, "Where's Zhang Houer?"

Zhao Suyi: "Zhang Hou'er is fine. He wanted to run into the fire to save you, but the fire officers and soldiers who rushed over pushed him to the ground and cried for a long time."

"It's fine."

Wei Ziqing followed Zhao Suyi all the way forward, and the white mist on both sides turned into all kinds of things in his life.From the beginning of the funeral, to the first cry at birth, from death to life, the flashbacks are presented in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern.

For several years in the world, it's just a moment.

At the end of the fog is a bookstore.The warm lights in the bookstore spread all over the floor through the glass doors.

Zhao Suyi just arrived at the door, and the two doors opened from the inside.Xuanxuan poked his head out with a smile: "Teacher Wei, come in and have a break."

Wei Ziqing thanked her.

Zhao Suyi bent her fingers and flicked her head: "What are you waiting for? Today is the seventh day since Teacher Wei passed away. He's due, so we can't delay it." Then, he stretched his head to look inside, "Why are you alone? Pick me up, where is my unlucky employee surnamed Gu?"

Xuanxuan: "You said that you were afraid that Teacher Wei would not find his way, so you went out to pick him up, and you will be back in a short while, and let us leave the door for you. Now look at your watch, go out at 12:30 in the evening, and come back at 06:30 in the morning. Your unlucky employee surnamed Gu checked his mobile phone, thinking that there was no signal and he couldn’t make a call. He read his book again, and fell asleep on your chair. "

Zhao Suyi exclaimed: "Good guy, you dare to sleep on the boss's chair after just a few days of work? If you work for a year, don't you want to sleep with the boss?"

The corner of Xuanxuan's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help giving him a thumbs up: "Boss, you have a meticulous mind, and your reasoning is flawless."

Zhao Suyi pushed away Xuanxuan who was blocking the door, walked towards the house swaggeringly, and shouted: "Huaizhi, get up and work."

Gu Huaizhi was sleeping on Zhao Suyi's mahogany reclining chair. His small arm was draped over the side, his right hand was hanging in the air, his slender five fingers were holding the phone, and a newly revised edition of "Lao Tzu" by Zhonghua Book Company was covered on his face.

Zhao Suyi took a few glances at this ancient pre-Qin book, but no matter how she looked at it, she felt something was wrong, and her seniority seemed to be a bit shorter.

The lighting in the room is soft.

Zhao Suyi suddenly thought of something, like a burglar, squatted down softly, and lowered his head to poke Gu Huaizhi's cell phone.

Gu Huaizhi's mobile phone was unlocked with fingerprints, and Zhao Suyi's claws were not recognized.He thought for a while, then quietly shook Gu Huaizhi's index finger, and pressed his fingerprint on the phone.

The phone immediately recognized the thief as his father, and the screen that lit up instantly showed Zhao Suyi's contact information.But there was no signal in Huangquan, so I couldn't dial out.

He was going to call him.

Zhao Suyi lowered her head and smiled quite contentedly.

Gu Huaizhi's sleep was light, and when Zhao Suyi tossed about, he woke up.He reached out to remove the "Lao Tzu" covering his face, opened his eyes to look at Zhao Suyi, and said in a sleepy voice, "Boss, what are you squatting on the ground to brew?"

Zhao Suyi heard that Gu Huaizhi's implication was that he seemed to be squatting to shit, and he was not annoyed: "You have taken my throne, so I will squat." He stood up and stretched out his hand to Gu Huaizhi , "Get up, it's time to go to work. Today you come to open the door for me and get familiar with the work."

"Open the door?" Gu Huaizhi stood up from the chair and stretched, "Open what door?"

"Naturally, it is the gate from the underworld to the underworld. The gate is in this room, and I will guard it." Zhao Suyi yelled outside, "Ah Xuan, please come in, Mr. Wei."

"Hey!" Xuanxuan who was standing at the door gave way, and said with a smile, "Teacher Wei, come in and have a look."

The wind chime on the door swayed.

Seeing Wei Ziqing approaching, Gu Huaizhi greeted him first, then became nervous again: "How do you open the door you mentioned?"

"This?" Zhao Suyi smiled, raised her hand and pulled the hair from her head and handed it to Gu Huaizhi, "Just hold it, it knows how to do it."

When Gu Huaizhi took it, Zhao Suyi's hair transformed into a light feather in the palm of his hand.It looks like crimson at first glance, but when you turn the angle slightly, the colorful colors are revealed, radiant.

Gu Huaizhi grasped the feather, and clearly felt that it seemed to have a pulse beating, which was consistent with his own heartbeat frequency, as if it had become a part of the body.

At this moment, blessing to the soul.

The feather broke free from his hand, and the painted phoenix screen placed behind the recliner broke in half from the middle, and moved to the left and right respectively, revealing the space behind.

It was an open land without sun, moon and stars, but it was full of bright red flowers.They glow in the dark, like gorgeous flames, spreading out layer by layer into the distance.The wind blows suddenly, and the youth sways.Dots of red light rise with the wind, like fireflies on a summer night, and the sky is full of stars.

The feathers floating in the air turned into silk threads in an instant, one end was tied to Wei Ziqing's little finger, and the other end extended to the depths of the flowers, invisible.

Wei Ziqing touched the feather string as thin as a cow's hair, and he knew that he should go, so he whispered: "Goodbye."

He seemed to be saying goodbye to Zhao Suyi and the others, and he seemed to be saying goodbye to his relatives in this world.

Finally, Wei Ziqing looked at the few people and smiled: "Can you put a bunch of flowers in front of my own tombstone for me?"

"it is good."

Wei Ziqing nodded after hearing the answer, and walked alone to the wilderness full of flowers.Following his steps, the two phoenix screens gradually came together, and finally closed completely, without even the slightest gap.

It was as if no one had passed by.

Zhao Suyi kept looking at Gu Huaizhi.

Gu Huaizhi felt uncomfortable being stared at by him: "What's the matter, boss, do you have lice in your eyes?"

"It's okay." Zhao Suyi looked away and combed her hair with her hands, "I thought you would show kindness and let Teacher Wei go to the world to have a look before leaving."

"Everyone is mortal, and I will have this day too. I have to leave sooner or later. It doesn't make any difference if I look more or less... I hope that on the day I die, when the boss comes to see me off, I will still be there. Pull off any excess hair and give it to me."

Gu Huaizhi smiled at Zhao Suyi, and couldn't help talking nonsense: "Hey, I heard that there is a 'Meng Wang' shampoo that is very effective in preventing baldness, boss, do you want to try it?"

Zhao Suyi waved her hand: "Don't worry, I don't need this hair. I have pulled it for more than 3000 years, and it is still black and thick."

Gu Huaizhi caught a number from his words, and hurriedly asked, "Stop, how old are you this year?"

Zhao Suyi gestured to him: "No height, birthday."

Gu Huaizhi understands, eight thousand years old is eight thousand years old.

"Don't talk about these useless things, let's go and send flowers to Teacher Wei." Zhao Suyi opened the drawer, took out a kit from inside, and poured out many small seeds from it.

"This is the seed of Tingli." Zhao Suyi said, "Tingli is a very inconspicuous little flower. A long time ago, there was a missionary in the West who was tortured because of his belief, but the missionary still persisted The justice in his heart lasted until he died of martyrdom. Later, people dedicated Tingli to him as a commemoration."

"Thus, Tingli represents the courage to do what you know you can't do." Zhao Suyi smiled, "We are the clergymen in the sky, and it would be too stingy to send Teacher Wei a bouquet of flowers, it is better to send him spring flowers every year It's full of mountains."

Gu Huaizhi: "Then what are you waiting for, let's plant them now."

Xuanxuan shouted from the side: "I'll go too!"

"Hey - what does it matter to you if we adults talk?" Zhao Suyi glared at her, "Where is it cool?"

Xuanxuan stuck out his tongue and made a grimace.

When the sun was rising, Zhao Suyi and Gu Huaizhi came to the place where Wei Ziqing was buried.

They saw a man standing in front of the tombstone.

In the morning light, Zhang Hou'er bent down and carefully placed a bouquet of flowers in his hand in front of the tombstone.He stared down at the name on the tombstone, without saying anything, standing quietly like a scarecrow.

"Zhang Houer has been prosecuted for serious crimes. Because he is a minor, the sentence will be suspended for three months." Zhao Suyi looked at him from afar, "There is only one Teacher Wei in this world, and Teacher Wei can only Save him once, and what happens after that is up to you.”

"En." Gu Huaizhi nodded.

Zhao Suyi asked Gu Huaizhi: "What are you thinking?"

"Did Teacher Wei tell us that he wanted to be a general when he was a child?" Gu Huaizhi turned his head to look at Zhao Suyi and smiled, "I think he did it. Generals don't just live in stories."

Zhao Suyi "tsk tsk" repeatedly: "I didn't expect that there is such a delicate and sensitive young girl's heart hidden under the body of Second Young Master Gu."

Gu Huaizhi became angry from embarrassment: "Stop burying me."

"What's the matter, do you dislike me?" Zhao Suyi took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and opened it, bent over and handed it to Gu Huaizhi with both hands, smiling flatteringly, "Brother, smoke."

Gu Huaizhi lit one, and after taking two puffs, he felt refreshed and ecstatic.Curious, he asked, "What kind of smoke is this?"

Zhao Suyi raised her eyebrows, and gave the cigarette case to Gu Huaizhi like offering a treasure: "The limited editions in the underworld are different from those coquettish goods on the market in the world. Suck one to refresh your mind, and two to eliminate all worries."

Gu Huaizhi saw a kind-hearted old lady painted on the cigarette box, with a line of big red letters on it: "Mengpo brand cigarettes."

There is also a line of small words on the bottom of the cigarette box: "Do not smoke too much, this product is harmful to memory."

Gu Huaizhi fiddled with Po Meng's cigarettes, thinking: "No wonder Zhao Suyi is mentally handicapped all day long, so it's because of smoking."

After Zhang Houer left, Zhao Suyi sprinkled the seeds of Tingli around the tomb.Until next spring, this flower representing courage will break through the ground and bloom in this land.

The wind is swaying, and the light of dawn is light.

☆、Night Song of the Wanderer (1)

From the beginning of August to the beginning of August, the weather becomes drier.The cicadas hiding in the shade of the trees also became more and more noisy, as if they were shouting for heat.

Early in the morning, Zhao Suyi came to the bookstore.Holding a cup of soy milk in each hand, he pushed open the door, put the soy milk in his hand on the table, looked around, and asked, "Where is Huai Zhi, why hasn't he come yet?"

Xuanxuan sat next to the counter, resting his chin on his hands: "Didn't Huaizhi tell you, did he have something to come today?" She saw Zhao Suyi's soy milk on the table, her eyes lit up, she picked it up and took a sip , then frowned, "Bah! How many spoonfuls of sugar did you put in your soy milk? It's so sweet to me."

"Soymilk has no soul if you don't put too much sugar in it. Can you drink it?" Zhao Suyi snatched the soymilk from Xuanxuan's hand, "You won't drink it if you don't drink it."

Xuanxuan refused to accept it, so she wanted to argue with Zhao Suyi about adding sugar to the soy milk, and in a blink of an eye, she saw another cup of soy milk on the table, and she opened her mouth to taunt him: "Why, bought it for Huaizhi? Oh, no! Coincidentally, I didn't come today, and I haven't told you about this boss..."

Before she finished speaking, the cell phone in Zhao Suyi's pocket rang.He took it out to look at it, and the incoming call displayed on the screen was "Sweetheart".

He smiled slightly, raised the phone to Xuanxuan, raised his chin at her, his face was full of complacency: "Open your eyes and look carefully, who is calling me?"

Zhao Suyi answered the phone, turned on the speakerphone, and deliberately said loudly: "Hey, Huaizhi, what do you need from me?"

Gu Huaizhi's clear voice came from the mobile phone, and it was distorted: "I'm in the parking lot on Xinghua Road. There are many people in the parking lot and the road is narrow, so it's hard for me to get in. Come out of the store, I have something I want For you."

Xuanxuan curled his lips and muttered: "Shameless old ghost. I'll tell Huaizhi tomorrow that I didn't seduce the wrong person at all in the first place. It's him that's written in your book of life and death. It's your selfishness to seduce the wrong person. Make it up, you are full of lust. If you don't give me 800 million, don't you want me to shut up."

When Zhao Suyi heard Xuanxuan's words, she frantically turned off the speaker like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.He glared at Xuanxuan, but spoke to Gu Huaizhi in a gentle tone: "What is it, do you want me to get it myself?"

Gu Huaizhi smiled: "Good things that suit you."

Zhao Suyi immediately ignored Xuanxuan and let her yell.His heart was bubbling with beauty, and he left the bookstore with hands and feet.After walking not far, I saw the stretched SUV in the parking lot at a glance. It stood out from the crowd of small cars.High-profile luxury, very eye-catching.

Gu Huaizhi stood beside the car.He was wearing a black shirt with long sleeves rolled up slightly, revealing his white wrists.A navy blue tie was tied around his neck, and the tie moved slightly when the wind blew.

Zhao Suyi felt that Gu Huaizhi was shining brightly, and when he set his eyes on him, he couldn't look away.

Seeing Zhao Suyi approaching, Gu Huaizhi hung up the phone with his right hand.He smiled at him, and handed over the box that was hugged tightly by his left arm: "You must like it."

The box was packed tightly, and a pink bow was tied on it, which was very flamboyant.

As if listening to the imperial decree, Zhao Suyi quickly took it: "Oh, it's quite heavy." He looked at Gu Huaizhi's car, "You drove a baguette from the bakery? Ah Xuan said you have something to do today?" Come to work, and you are still dressed up, where are you planning to go?"

"Go get a painting that my dad bought." Gu Huaizhi said, "My dad, the older he gets, the more confused his mind becomes. There was an art exhibition held in the city a while ago, and my dad also went. He also appreciated it. I can’t say one, two, three, everything I see is wonderful and has artistic conception. The painter is also a fool, thinking that my dad really appreciates it, so I want to give him one. My dad felt embarrassed and paid for it. I even made an appointment with someone to pick it up today.”

"Yesterday, my dad suddenly called me in the middle of the night, saying that he is not free for the meeting today, and I am the only one at home who is free, and asked me to get it for him."

Zhao Suyi: "Then when will you come back?"

"Tomorrow, my dad said he wanted to invite me to a restaurant." Gu Huaizhi sighed pretendingly, "I'm really sorry, my filial son will have dinner with my father tonight, so I can't eat instant noodles with Boss Zhao."

Zhao Suyi's face was full of concern: "Don't be embarrassed, if you want, I can soak it up tonight and save it for you to enjoy tomorrow morning."

Gu Huaizhi glanced at his watch, opened the door and got into the car: "Don't bother Boss Zhao, I'm in a hurry now." He sat in the car, lowered half of the window, and waved to Zhao Suyi with a smile on his face , "Boss, see you later."

With that said, Gu Huaizhi started the car and walked away in a brazen manner.

Zhao Suyi stood alone in the parking lot for a while, seeing that Gu Huaizhi had gone too far, she went back to the bookstore.

Xuanxuan saw that Zhao Suyi carried a heavy box into the door, jumped off the chair, and hurriedly asked: "What is it? There are three layers inside and three layers outside, so it's so tightly packed?"

"I don't know, Huaizhi didn't say anything." Zhao Suyi carefully placed the box on the table, found a pair of scissors to unpack it, "He said I would definitely like this thing."

Xuanxuan tilted his head: "Could it be Gu Huaizhi's private photo album?"

Zhao Suyi stopped unpacking: "You are so young, why is your mind full of mosaic pictures?"

"I think you, an old pervert, are interested in his personal portrait." Xuanxuan paused, "You might as well stop hiding it, and explain everything to him."

"Explain what?" Zhao Suyi lowered her head and began to unpack the package again, "Huaizhi, he passed through Huangquan in his previous life, and now he doesn't know which one I am."

Xuanxuan was silent for a moment, then she looked up at Zhao Suyi who was standing in front of her, and said seriously: "Do it again, Shenjun, aren't you tired?"

Zhao Suyi continued to tear at the packaging of the cardboard box without raising her head, and replied with a smile, "Let's go with fate."

"Hey." Xuanxuan touched the goose bumps on his hands.

"You underage child knows nothing." Zhao Suyi unwrapped several layers of thick wrapping paper, looked at Xuanxuan with distaste, "I'll unwrap the gift my darling gave me, why are you here? What are you waiting for? Get out!"

"I'm almost two thousand years old this year. I'm not a child. What don't you know?" Xuanxuan asked, "By the way, your sweetheart is going out today, why don't you go with me?"

"Look, you're ignorant. This is called the beauty of distance, and keeping a proper distance helps to enhance the relationship between us." After speaking, Zhao Suyi opened the box.

There is a set of "Mengwang brand anti-baldness for the elderly" gift bag in the box, which contains all kinds of shampoo, conditioner and so on.By the way, I gave two bottles of hair growth cream, which are specially marked as suitable for people over 60 years old.The trademark is a middle-aged man with thick black hair and a standard smile with eight white teeth on his face.

There is also a sticky note on the side of the shampoo bottle's logo, with neat pen writing on it: "Boss, after using this product, you will also show such a confident smile."

Xuanxuan echoed: "Boss, look at how confident the handsome guy pictured on this trademark smiles."

The elderly man surnamed Zhao closed the box, subconsciously scratched his hair, turned his head and glared at Xuanxuan: "Smile, laugh, see how I will deal with him when he comes back!"

Xuanxuan didn't give Zhao Suyi any sympathy, and opened his mouth with a knife: "Come on, boss, you just make a lot of noise, how can you deal with it? What you can't get is always in turmoil, and those who are favored have no fear. You If you can't sleep with him, your wages will be deducted at most, and Second Young Master Gu doesn't care about your stinky money."

Zhao Suyi: "..."

At the same time, Gu Huaizhi came to the cross-river bridge.In the early morning of the weekend, there are not many passing vehicles on the bridge, and the road can be said to be empty.In the car, nostalgic hits from the last century were played sequentially, all of which were favorites of his father "veteran cadre" Gu Qing.

Gu Huaizhi listened to the sweet and greasy "Pink Memories" in his ear, and for some reason, he thought of the pink bow that he tied on the old age anti-baldness gift box.He imagined Zhao Suyi's expression when he opened the box, he either curled his lips or frowned, but he wasn't too happy anyway.

Gu Huaizhi was in a good mood, and even wanted to laugh.According to Zhao Suyi's stinginess in picking and swishing, the worst thing is that his salary will be deducted.

Gu Huaizhi was thinking wildly when a bus suddenly appeared in sight and drove towards him in the opposite direction.Its speed is very fast, obviously speeding.

Gu Huaizhi was also speeding.He turned left to try to drive a bus.But at this moment, the bus suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes, as if it had never appeared before.

And he was crashing into the guardrail of the bridge at high speed.

The river under the bridge sparkled with golden waves in the morning sun.

Gu Huaizhi didn't have time to think about it, he controlled the car to the right, stepped on the brakes while turning, the center of gravity of the whole car moved forward, and the front wheel as the axis drifted 180 degrees.The rear of the car hit the guardrail, was knocked out of a hole, and a large amount of paint was scraped off.

Seeing this, the owner of the car slammed on the brakes, poked his head out, and frowned before cursing.But when he saw the extravagant and arrogant car logo, his arrogance was lowered by half, and he swallowed back the dirty words that came to his mouth.But he was not reconciled, and bluffed at Gu Huaizhi: "Can you drive!"

Gu Huaizhi felt sullen, he ignored the owner of the car, parked the car in the emergency driveway, and lit a "Mengpo brand cigarette" to calm the shock.

He had clearly seen a bus going the wrong way just now, it suddenly appeared and then disappeared, it was really a hell in broad daylight.

Gu Huaizhi drew four or five "Meng Po Cards" before he calmed down and started on the road again.The speed limit of the cross-river bridge was 90. After this, Gu Huaizhi became honest and walked slowly towards his destination.

Around nine o'clock, Gu Huaizhi came to a certain community.He found the painter's home according to the address that Gu Qing said.

The painter's name is Mu Changong, who is a rising star in the painting world and is in the limelight.

Gu Huaizhi pressed the doorbell, and a girl's crisp voice came out from the intercom: "Who is it? What's the matter?"

"I'm here to pick up the painting ordered by Mr. Gu Qing."

"Oh." The girl replied with some hesitation, as if wondering who Gu Qing was.A few seconds later, she smiled and opened the door from the house, "Come in."

The girl has a delicate appearance, a small round face, big eyes, and dimples on her cheeks when she smiles.She was sitting in a wheelchair, her legs were covered with a thick white velvet blanket, and she was obviously unable to walk.

The girl reached out her hand to Gu Huaizhi for a "shh" gesture, and whispered, "Ah Mu is drawing." Seeing that she looked cute, Gu Huaizhi imitated her gestures and replied in a low voice, "I know. "

Gu Huaizhi followed the girl into the house.A phonograph is placed in the spacious living room, and an old-fashioned English song is played on a loop, with a calm and soothing tone.

There is also a picture on the wall.The whole picture is absurd and weird, with black river water, gray trees, red moon, and a barefoot little boy standing on the silver-white beach, bending over and touching the head of a dolphin fish.

Gu Huaizhi noticed that the dolphin fish in the painting was a species he had never seen before.He came closer to observe it, and found that it was white all over, with a round face and slightly opened mouth, as if it was smiling, with a naive look.

"That's the baiji dolphin, a national first-class protected animal. The legendary river god of the Yangtze River is the youngest daughter of Dongting Dragon Lord. The earliest record about it appeared in "Erya", named "鱀". The last time it appeared In the public eye, in 2004, a Baiji dolphin was stranded and died.