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

Songs are often another window for catharsis, so when I finished singing this song, I felt like my spirit and body had been stripped away. The body has become a sculpture, and the spirit is absolutely free, but it is aimless and unable to stop... just like my unstoppable love for Jane Wei fell into a void and can no longer match it.

At this time, I really needed a cigarette, but I couldn't find the cigarette case after searching my pockets. Then I remembered that the only pack of cigarettes left had been smoked out. This made me a little at a loss, so I lowered my head and stared blankly. He looked at his shoes that were stained when he passed by the puddle of water.

"Here... I'll give you a cigarette."

I raised my head and saw Le Yao holding a box of cigarettes in her left hand. She had already taken one out of it with her right hand and handed it to me. I took it from her hand, but still remained confused and asked her: " Where did you get the cigarette?"

"When you were singing just now, someone gave you money... I took the reward and went to the convenience store to buy you a pack."

I rubbed the cigarette, lit it, and after a short silence said: "You bought it early. I really don't have cigarettes to smoke, so I can bear it... You should buy yourself a few more packs of that stuff... Women, I also understand, they must not only come for one day.”

"I bought cigarettes, and I also bought my auntie's towel...because there was a proud elder brother who rewarded me with a hundred yuan."

Facing the still chaotic rain, I sighed: "There is such a good thing that has the best of both worlds!"

"Maybe the song you sang touched my brother's heart... People are generally willing to pay for their own emotional value."

I took a deep breath of the cigarette, and Le Yao said again: "In my heart, there must be such a woman who cannot be loved... They once escaped from the rain under a roof with only them, as the song says, Said love words."

I tried to avoid the topic and replied randomly: "I don't like rainy days."

"I know, that's why when you sang just now, you looked like you were dying."

After saying that, Le Yao sat down next to me again, still holding her knees with her hands as usual, but I didn't respond to her, I was immersed in the pleasure of swallowing and thinking about some unspeakable thoughts.

"Zhaoyang."

"Ok?"

"Let's go see the tracks."

"I just got off the train, why did you go to see the tracks?"

"It's different. When you're on the train, you have no imagination, but when you stand still and look at the track, you will unconsciously think a lot... If the track is long enough, it might not rain like it does here on the other end. rain."

"It seems like you don't like rainy days either."

"I don't like rainy days as much as you do. I'm just unlucky. It seems that every time I want to go to see the railway tracks, it rains. The more times I do, the more I don't like rainy days."

I faced the mist generated by the rain, exhaled the smoke in my mouth, and replied: "Is it possible that you wanted to see the railway tracks because of the rain..."

"what?!"

Le Yao looked surprised, and then said after a while: "It seems like it's really..."

"You are not the God of Rain. When you say you want to see the railway tracks, I have to cooperate with you to make it rain... Let me tell you this, there are no absolutely unlucky people in the world, only people who are trapped in their emotions and cannot get out. "

"You seem to understand human nature very well."

"There is no need to elevate my image. I just understand pain and the desire to be relieved because of pain."

"Then this sentence also applies to yourself, right?"

"Of course it applies. The cigarettes I smoke are like the sleepers on the railway track. There are as many cigarettes as there are sleepers on the railway track... The ultimate goal is to let my emotions reach a place without pain and regret."

After putting out the cigarette in my hand, I finally smiled and said to Le Yao: "Let's go, fulfill your wish and go see the railway tracks."

……

There is a section of railway track near the cultural and creative park we are going to. It is said to be a cultural and creative park, but it is actually an abandoned factory that once produced tractors. It must be renovated before it can become the planned cultural and creative park; therefore, the inside is dilapidated. It was unbearable, so we sat under an eaves that could not completely block the rain, looking at the track built on a high platform...

This section of railway track was probably abandoned. After waiting for half an hour, not a single train passed by! Then, because of the getting darker and darker sky, we lost the perception of this section of railway track.

Just when I wanted to complain, the rain suddenly stopped, and then I saw the last ray of light in the northwest corner of the city, where the sunset had completely set.

Le Yao and I watched together, and then we smiled together in a tacit understanding. Our goal was finally achieved. In such a dilapidated factory, facing a railway track that no train will pass by again.

……

I lost no time in taking the film out of the cigarette case, and looked through the film at the transparent spot. I felt that this was the best chance I had to get close to it.

My actions aroused Le Yao's curiosity, and she asked: "Zhaoyang, what are you looking at?"

"A city floating in the sky."

This is the first time I have said such a seemingly absurd thing to a person. I was ready to be ridiculed, but Ke Leyao held her chin and looked in my direction...

After looking at it for a long time, he asked seriously: "What kind of city is that? Is it a modern city, or an ancient city like Dali?"

"No, it is a city that is crystal clear but always silent. It has a magical power that makes people forget their worries, pain, and glitz. When you live in it, nothing matters anymore, because you It will transform into a crystal clear bird, break through all constraints, and shuttle in the free wind..."

After saying that, I lit a cigarette, squinted my eyes and smoked, without paying attention to Le Yao's expression; at this moment, I was immersed in my own world again, extremely sincere and extremely eager...

Before I could recover, Le Yao's laughter could be heard.

I looked at her, but I wasn't angry. I just asked, "Do you think it's pretentious?"

"No."

"Then what are you laughing at?"

"When you described this city, my heart suddenly moved..."

"Is that a reason to laugh?"

"I haven't finished speaking yet, why are you so anxious..."

I looked at Le Yao, waiting for her to continue, she seemed to be thinking about something; a wild wind of incomprehensible style ruffled her hair at this moment, she ignored the mess and smiled again He smiled and said: "I have a hunch that one day, you will say your description of the City in the Sky to another woman, word for word..."

I also laughed: "What, do you think this is a trick used by men?"

"Is not it?"

I shook my head in denial: "No, this is something I felt, stemming from a specific situation, a specific mood..."

"Then let's make a bet. Bet that you will say it again word for word with another woman."

"What are you betting on?"

I thought she was going to talk about a huge bet, but after a period of silence, she changed her words and said: "What's the point of betting? One day, you will forget even everything we experienced today, let alone a bet." about."

"I will never forget it."

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because you have given today a uniqueness that cannot be copied..." After a short pause, I said emphatically: "You are the first woman I have ever met in my life who can put her aunt on her pants."

Le Yao went crazy instantly: "Why don't you die!?"

Being prepared, I dodged her blow and ran towards an abandoned tractor in the distance. By the time she caught up with me, I had already jumped onto the carriage and looked at her condescendingly...