I am your black forever

Fang Jie stared at the phone for another minute, but no more messages came from the other end.He felt that the buddy from Niaoyu Country, who is far away in the Pacific Ocean in Oceania, who does not know which bird does not pull X, should have been voted back by himself with one sentence and rejected, so he stopped thinking about getting together. up.

Honestly, what gathering?What is there to get together?

After so many years, Fang Jie still has doubts in his heart, and he still has the tactile memory of the cheap hand touching his waist when he was half asleep and half awake.When he put on his old T-shirt again in summer, he would still have the feeling of being warmed by a warm palm on his waist that was higher than the summer temperature at that time, rubbing it back and forth ambiguously, so that he had no choice but to put the old T-shirt on A T-shirt was pressed to the bottom of the box, and I dare not wear it anymore.

It's suspicious when you wear it.If he is so uncomfortable in front of a T-shirt and can't let it go, let alone face the one that has always made him feel a little distanced, and just looking at his face feels a strange feeling People who feel inexplicable.

In addition, he had blackmailed that person so many times over the years, it would not be natural to see him again.And I don't know if he knows that he hacked him so many times behind his back.But it’s just because he was hacked—no matter what the reason is, it doesn’t matter whether it’s on my side or not, after all, it’s hacked, so I always feel a little bit guilty, so when he is on WeChat When contacting him, he still responded.

But that's the end of it, and any further in-depth contact should be avoided.When he came back to get together, he thought that he had no contact with his former high school classmates these years. Although most of them still lived in the same city, there was still almost no intersection.When Gu Xiaocheng over there came back, he didn't mean to call a high school reunion.Listening to his tone, it seems that he only wants to have a party with the two of him.

Then what else are there to gather? Isn't it just staring at each other.Could it be possible to talk about topics such as "What did I hack you in those years", "What do you think about this? Do you admit it or deny it"?

Fang Jie was not interested in meeting him again.And when he saw that man, he felt sad, and his brain was burnt out before he wanted to see him.He took off the quilt and got out of bed, and just put on his clothes in such a condensed cold air. It is estimated that these ten days will be the coldest time in Wucheng this year.He put on a pair of fleece sweatpants and a fleece sweater, and then grabbed the down from the back of the chair.After getting dressed, he turned off the electric blanket under the quilt.

After he finished all these things, he looked at his phone, but there was still no news from Gu Xiaocheng on the other end.He just assumed that the thing about getting together had passed, and he no longer took that matter to heart.

He went to the first floor to change into a pair of sneakers, and then went to the toilet and washed up in the bathroom on the first floor.After cleaning himself, he took the key, opened the tempered glass door on the first floor inward, and rolled up the shutter door by a small half, and others got out, then lowered the iron shutter door, and locked it again. up.

He rented this shop on this river street.This street is very long, but this section is full of small shops of the same size as the shop he rented.Each facade has two floors. In fact, the area is not large, and the floor area is almost the size of a general small two-bedroom two-bedroom one-living room.And in this area, the area hidden behind the door for the kitchen or the bathroom has to be excluded. The area that really shows people—the area visible to passers-by on the sidewalk may be like a master bedroom plus a small living room. The size of the area is even more cramped.

In front of these small facades on this section of the road is a not-so-narrow sidewalk, in front of the sidewalk is a bicycle lane, and in front of the bicycle lane is a very wide carriageway.

There are all kinds of businesses in these small facades.Some are small restaurants, some are photocopying, some are doing tattoos, and some are stationery online stores like Fang Jie did—but it seems that his family is doing this along the way.Of course there is the chicken shop on the right side of his house.

There are at least five or six chicken shops like this in the Wucheng Development Zone, and their common feature is that no matter which road or dark street they open, there is no signboard on their door.

Originally, when Fang Jie started his small stationery business, he was also unrecognizable. He thought he was an online store, but he just thought that if someone returns or exchanges the goods, the mailing address should not be a residential building. The address is fine.So when there was a cheap rental store, and the size was right, I rented it.He didn't think it was necessary to have a front door, because it cost money to get a signboard, so he wouldn't want to waste money, and it didn't mean that he had a lot of money.

How did he know that Lao Zhou, who was doing photocopying and printing next door to his left, told him later: "Xiao Fang, you can't do without a signboard, and people will think that you are doing business with the group of girls next door to you."

Hearing this, Xiao Fang suddenly regretted that he didn't let him take over the small owner of the rented shop to keep the door open.He doesn't care what kind of signboard to put up, and now he has to spend money to make another signboard.But there was no way, it was better than nothing, so I made a signboard of "Grade 6 Class [-]" and hung it--that was the name of his online store, and he was in Class [-] when he was in high school.He was thinking that it was better than leaving it empty, so as to save time, others would think that the shop on his right had expanded its business. Besides selling girls, he also sold young masters. When they passed by the door of his small shop, when they looked in, they all regarded him as a duck. It's a little troublesome.

At this time, he got out of his small shop and pulled down the iron rolling door.He looked at his watch, and it was already [-]:[-]. He ran north for the entire distance, and when he reached the intersection, he turned east and found a breakfast shop to settle his breakfast.

There was a reason why he had traveled so far to get breakfast.Because the small restaurants near his shop are the key customers of the younger sisters next door to his shop, and sometimes the younger sisters take the soup pots and dishes from those restaurants back to their own shop to eat.Those who "work the big night shift" usually sleep in the store crowded together after finishing their night work, and then get up at noon, and find the nearest restaurants to eat after getting up. It is impossible to cook by themselves.And the hygiene of the small restaurants on that street may not be doing well at first glance.

Fang Jie is not a clean freak, but when he thinks about the things that the little sisters next door had in their sweet lips the night before, he really can't share the same set of bowls and chopsticks with them—he doesn't want to use tableware in a small restaurant. Under the state of incomplete disinfection, indirect contact with the man's part.

So, in the midst of winter, he was still stepping on some unmelted snow, so he had to run this short distance to eat somewhere farther away.

It was 55:[-] when he returned to his store after breakfast. He turned on his computer and began to check orders online and answer buyers' questions.There are four customer service personnel in his online store, but the four customer service personnel are all himself.So far it's manageable.

The day passed without incident.He didn't go off the assembly line until [-] o'clock in the evening. After taking a shower on the first floor, he changed into a pair of cotton mop used on the second floor and went upstairs.He turned on the air conditioner, set a time for it to shut off, and then burrowed into the bed that had been preheated with an electric blanket.

He sent a WeChat message to ask what his father was doing. His father said that he was watching TV with Xiao Li who lived in a small single room in the living room, and said that he would wash up and sleep in a while.

Fang Jie had to contact his father every night, which was considered a routine.And his father knew that his son would come to greet him at this time every night as a routine, but he would still hold his mobile phone and wait for him to say a few short words at this time every night.And I feel comforted in my heart, it’s much better than the kind of kid who doesn’t call home for a month, and I know how to give him some money every month within two years of just graduating, even though it’s only a thousand, it’s not bad , I heard that some people's children are in their thirties and will still gnaw on the old.

Based on this, Fang Jie's father felt comforted when he thought of his son.

After Fang Jie told his father that he was safe, he sat under the covers and checked the news on his mobile phone.After looking at it for a while, he glanced at the window, the doors were closed tightly, and a wind chime was buckled on the horizontal bar above.After being transported several times, the several sounding pipes of this wind chime have been smashed or have gaps. When the wind blows, basically there is no sound.A model of an airplane hangs silently in Fengling's heart, which was originally with this Fengling.He asked his father to buy it for him during a temple fair when he was very young.His father's legs are not good. He remembers that time they went home after buying the wind chime. There were too many people in the temple fair, and the crowds became more and more crowded as time passed. After the uproar, they had no choice but to evacuate halfway.

He has kept this little object, not only because his family no longer goes to the temple fair every year since they went to the temple fair, but also because he likes the model of the airplane very much, and he wanted to go out when he was a child Look at this huge world.Of course, he wouldn't say that he wanted to take a lot of photos from all over the world to show to his crippled father and share them. He is not such an emotional person at all. It's not easy, it's not in vain to see more, and take some photos for his dad to see.But no money.

He is not living in that kind of precarious life now, but he just can't save any money for him to take a plane to travel to far away places.Old residents who have lived in a city all their lives will have this kind of thinking, just like the kind of people whose ancestors have lived in the mountains for generations, and they also want to go out of the mountains one day to see the outside world and the development of the city.And people who have lived in the same city for generations will also want to get out of their small city and go to other countries, not to mention staying for a long time, just traveling for a while.

But Fang Jie didn't have enough money, and he didn't have the time.

He is not like Gu Xiaocheng.Sometimes when I think about it, I'm really envious.

He happened to think of Gu Xiaocheng, when the phone vibrated, it turned out that Gu Xiaocheng, who hadn't said anything to him all day, sent a message, asking him: By the way, where do you live now?

He thought to himself: Anyway, I don't live in a private garden.

After a while, I lazily replied to him: Why are you asking?Gu Xiaocheng sent over: Huh?It's been so long since I've been back, can't we get together?I'll go find you?I have no college classmates to look for in China, only high school classmates.

Fang Jie frowned, and sent it over: I hardly contact my high school classmates anymore, I guess there are things to do, love, job-hopping, job-hopping, anyway, I won't be idle.There was no way anyone could be summoned.Don't even think about getting together.

This time, Gu Xiaocheng never responded.After a while, Fang Jie felt in his heart that he seemed too indifferent to reply to others like this, and it was not the way he should treat his old classmates.So, after pondering for a while, he decided to talk about him from left to right, and sent a message: Aren't you sleeping?Is it two o'clock in your place?Are you not catching a flight tomorrow?

It can also be regarded as a show of concern.

After a while, Gu Xiaocheng sent four words: sleep, good night.