My 26-year-old female tenant: Gufan on the Island

This No. 22 bus finally stopped at the terminal in Xiangcheng District. The terminal was still five or six hundred meters away from Aji's music store. I just carried my guitar on my back, stepped on the snow, and walked towards the alley where the music store was...

The slightly neurotic woman walked in the completely opposite direction to me. If I remember correctly, there is the largest bar street in Xiangcheng District in that direction. At night, the lights there are psychedelic and more turbulent than people's hearts. Therefore, that bar street is always full of indulgent young people; Including me, but... I prefer to play in the bar street in Gusu District.

I have an inexplicable affection for Gusu District. I always feel that the best woman in Suzhou must be hidden in a corner of this area. She is fair-skinned and beautiful, has long hair shawl-length, speaks Wu Nong’s soft language, and has a kind heart... ...I feel that the moment she appears, she will be able to save the most stubborn degenerate in the world.

But I forgot that such a woman would never go to a nightclub. The only women I met in nightclubs were smoking cigarettes. They were wearing black stockings and twisting their waists. They wished they were more decadent than me.

Therefore, I will never fall in love with any woman in the bar; because when a person is depraved, the most annoying thing must be to look in the mirror; those women who have been hanging out in nightclubs for a long time are just like me in the mirror, we are the same Depravity, the same drunkenness, the same loss in this huge city, unable to find the exit...

Thinking of this, I subconsciously looked back: That inexplicable woman had indeed walked into the bar street.

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Light a cigarette and continue walking towards Aji's Qinqing. When he was about to turn into the alley, the phone in his pocket vibrated. He took it out and looked at it. It was a call from Fangyuan...

"Zhaoyang, let me tell you something. I have already taken care of the [-] yuan...you don't have to worry about it anymore."

I was stuck in place, not knowing how to respond to Fangyuan's words, because when I decided to sell this guitar, I did a lot of psychological construction for myself, convincing myself that this was a time to forget about Jian Wei and forget about that relationship. The opportunity... I finally convinced myself, who was reluctant to give up, but when I was less than a hundred meters away from Aji Qin Store, Fangyuan actually told me that it was no longer needed!

"Is the signal there bad? Can you hear me?"

I finally said, "Are you kidding me? It's snowing, not pie. How could you just spend [-] yuan?"

After a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, Fangyuan replied: "Xiang Chen has returned to China. He did not go back to Nanjing, but came directly to Suzhou..." After a short pause, Fangyuan said again: "I guess Yan Yan told him that as soon as we met , he gave me [-] yuan in cash and told me not to wrong Yan Yan."

I exhaled heavily and smiled again: "...It's his style, he is still so wealthy!"

Fangyuan also replied with some emotion: "He is the one with the best family in our dormitory... Actually, sometimes I really don't want to ask him to borrow money. I am destined not to be of the same class, but I have to be owed such a favor." , were tied together...anyway, I felt quite awkward."

I was silent, silent because I was not that sensitive to the so-called class, so I dared to pursue Jian Wei in a daze at first. Later, we really got together...

However, as soon as we entered the society, this relationship, which we thought would never break up, gradually turned into a disaster; Jian Wei and I are not from the same world after all.

Therefore, it is better for people to be more realistic. Just like Fangyuan, if you look at human relationships and financial relationships more rationally, you may cause less trouble and pain emotionally.

I finally opened my mouth and said to Yuan Yuan: "You are right, but Xiang Chen may not think so... There are only a few people in our dormitory, and our college days are gone forever. After entering the big dyeing vat of society, There are too many things that I can't help myself, but I miss the uncalculated feelings in college... People have to retain a little innocence... right?"

Fangyuan then smiled and replied: "Unknowingly, it's been two years since I graduated. When you say that, I really miss my school days... We have dinner together at Huifang Hotel every now and then... and have a special drink. Drinking beer, chatting endlessly about trivial matters and ideals, as if there were no worries at all..."

I had no words, just lowered my head and lit a cigarette. I've been a bit addicted to smoking lately, and it seems like I get easily flustered if I don't light up a cigarette.

"Do you still remember? It was the Huifang Restaurant that you took us to at first... You said that the proprietress is from Xuzhou who makes a living in Suzhou, and she is very good at making ground pot chicken... Isn't ground pot chicken a specialty of Xuzhou? I am almost blown to the sky by you..."

Then I asked: "Can you just tell me whether it tastes good or not?"

"It's really good. Not only is it delicious, it's also affordable... Such a big portion only costs 20 yuan."

"Now it's selling for 28."

As soon as I said it, I realized that I had let it slip, but I couldn't take it back. As expected, Fangyuan on the other end of the phone joked: "It really shouldn't be snowing today, it should be thunder and lightning, specifically to kill pretentious people like you." People... I've been to Huifang a lot recently to eat, and I even know the price rise of ground-pot chicken... Why, you can go alone, but we can't go together?"

I avoided the important thing and replied: "If you have the ability, you can let a lightning flash from the sky now to see."

"Stop talking nonsense, come to Huifang Hotel quickly... Xiang Chen and I are both here, let the three of us have a drink."

"I've eaten. I just had a big bowl of egg fried rice. You two can drink it."

"Yan Yan gave me a day off today. It's rare that I can come and drink... Are you really not coming?"

"I won't go. The fried rice with eggs today seems like it's free of charge. It's so desperate... I'm so tired that I want to vomit after seeing everything."

"Hey, have you been having too many good times recently? You are not happy with the money and water given to you."

"Yeah, let's start a big (famine) quickly... I'm almost not hungry anymore."

After a few nonsense words with Fangyuan, I hung up the phone. I didn’t go to Huifang Hotel after all...

Fangyuan doesn’t understand anything. What I reject is not Huifang Hotel, but the feeling of powerlessness, because at Huifang Hotel, I always think of many things related to the past, but I have no chance to look back. .

We can't blame Fangyuan entirely, because he really didn't know that the last meal we had before Jian Wei went abroad was at Huifang Restaurant. In fact, at that time, the ground pot chicken had already risen to 28 yuan. It was because he was too Haven’t been there for a long time.

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The wound on the knee that was torn due to excessive force was aching again. I bought a bottle of iodine and cotton swabs from the drugstore on the street, sat alone on a bench, and treated the wound...

For me, this kind of physical pain is bearable, but the snow that fell on my neck turned into water, which made me feel uncomfortable. In all my years in Suzhou, I have never seen such heavy snow. It was so heavy that I needed an umbrella to block it.

It was at this time that I subconsciously raised my head. I didn't see the convenience store where I could buy umbrellas, but I saw the slightly nervous woman on the bus.

She was standing about ten meters away from me, and the water from the melted snow formed ice residue on her hair. She seemed to have been in the snow and wind for a long time...

"Hey!"

I pointed to myself to make sure she was calling me.

"I'm just talking to you."

"I'm not called Hey, I have a name..."

"Life is like a play, no matter what your name is."

"Are you trying to communicate with others?"

The woman walked up to me. She stared at me for a while and said, "I came to Suzhou to join my friend... She was singing in a bar... It was originally agreed that when I came to Suzhou, I would stay at her place first... Just now , the bar owner’s wife told me...she seduced the bar owner, and then the two eloped..."

I felt unbelievable, and then laughed and said: "What a bastard, you are making up a story with me again..."

"Whoever makes up stories with you, I told you a long time ago... Anyone who can play the guitar is not a good person, regardless of gender!"

"Don't you think what you said is contradictory? Since you think anyone who can play the guitar is not a good person, then why do you still make such a friend... What's even more stupid is that you actually came to Suzhou to seek refuge with her."

The next moment, I saw a disappointed expression on the face of this somewhat neurotic woman. After a period of silence, she spoke to me again: "What I'm best at is being deceived by others... Okay."

I looked at her again and replied: "Don't put blame on other people's heads. I think you are quite good at lying... You said you came to Suzhou to join your friends, but you didn't even have any luggage..."

"A week ago, she asked me to send my luggage... but she sold all the valuable things inside."

"Is this what the bar owner told you?"

"Yes... don't think I'm joking with you. If you don't believe me, go to the bar and ask. The bar owner saw her take several bags that she had never seen used before and go to the second-hand store opposite."

I laughed, and then replied: "The problem...we don't know each other, why should I bother to verify your story."

"You really don't have any ability to connect... My bitch friend ran away in an affair. Is the bar short of a singer?... You happen to know how to play the guitar... Go save the place... Then, let me figure it out Intermediary, the two of us can take half of the money we make."

I was stunned for a moment, then laughed again: "Holy crap, do you really think of me as a down-and-out street singer?"

"Aren't you? Your legs are broken and you have nowhere to go. I've seen you sitting here for a long time."

"What kind of logic is that a happy person can't have his legs broken?... I have a serious job, okay."

After saying that, I got up and walked to the bus stop. I thought she wouldn't pester her anymore, but she shouted loudly behind me: "Just think of me as a down-and-out young lady, okay?"

"There are many destitute people in the world, and I am not a living Bodhisattva."

But she suddenly collapsed and suddenly squatted on the ground, sobbing and saying: "Didn't we meet by chance... I don't even have money to stay in a hotel. Can I die if I cooperate?"