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

This woman named Le Yao seemed to have pinned all her hopes of escaping from poverty on the lottery stand, so much so that she kept staring at the lottery stand with her chin in her hands; a large string of colored lights circled the lottery stand, which flickered and colored the entire stand. It is very beautiful, but I know that this is just a trick to lure people to buy... I have bought too many lottery tickets, and I have never managed to break even, and I have lost my will to fight...

So, I closed my eyes, sighed softly, took out a hundred yuan from my wallet, handed it to her and said, "I'm not short of money to treat you to a meal... you'd better put away your money." A real dream of getting rich... I really want to ask for money. There is a God of Wealth Temple on the opposite street. If you go and kowtow a few times, I think it will be more effective than this lottery stand..."

"Then why did you give me one hundred yuan?"

I glared at her and said, "Are you saying you don't have money to find a hotel? One hundred yuan is enough for you to find a similar hotel for one night."

She looked at me, and I ignored her gaze. I just lit another cigarette and threw away the half-eaten plate of egg fried rice. My appetite has not been very good recently, and I am particularly prone to gastric acidosis. I asked the doctor, and she said that it may be related to my mood...

I didn’t have the nerve to tell her: I’m lovelorn, but the pain of lovelorn really makes it hard for me to eat and sleep well. I can only drink endlessly. Only when I drink too much can I forget some things. And the way she looked, and my stomach was so broken.

So, what the doctor said was right, but even if I found the crux of the problem, I couldn't help myself because I couldn't control my emotions. I kept thinking about it and fantasizing about it: The breakup she gave me was just A nightmare from which you will soon wake up...

But the feelings in front of me are so real, such as the cold air, the emptiness caused by the empty bar, the heavy snow outside the window, the woman I just met in front of me, her half-smiling look...

I took another deep drag on the cigarette, not wanting to say another word, until the phone next to me vibrated again.

……

This call was from Yan Yan. Yan Yan and I were in constant contact, so I wasn't surprised that she would call me at this time. I just said "hello" calmly, but Yan Yan was anxious on the phone. She burst into tears: "Zhaoyang, please accompany me to the Guanqian Police Station. Fangyuan and Xiang Chen had a fight and were taken away by the police..."

I was shocked and changed my sitting position, and quickly asked: "Who did they hit?"

"No, they were fighting, and Fangyuan broke Xiang Chen's head... The police just called me and said that if it constitutes a minor injury, Fangyuan may be criminally responsible..."

"He...they were fighting!...What kind of fight were they fighting!"

I was really shocked, and Yan Yan was already incoherent: "I... I don't know... I'm also confused... Please go to the police station with me... I don't know how to deal with it alone..."

……

Yan Yan and I went to the police station one after another. Yan Yan had no experience in dealing with this kind of thing, and she was too worried about Fangyuan, so she always acted at a loss. After I calmed her down, I asked the police officer responsible for handling the case: "Brother police officer, why did they start fighting?"

"You are a friend of both of them, right?"

"Yes, a college classmate, from the same dormitory."

"You two classmates are very tough-mouthed... I've been here for a long time, but you haven't said anything yet!" After a slight pause, he added and asked me: "They don't usually have any deep hatred, right?"

Yan Yan and I glanced at each other subconsciously, and then shook our heads together.

We have the same understanding. I would rather believe that the world will be forever, and I will not believe that Fangyuan and Xiang Chen will have such a bloody head; compared to me, they are both very realistic and rational people. , so, many times, they have more in common, so that after graduation, when Xiang Chen occasionally comes to Suzhou, he will definitely ask Fangyuan to have dinner with him, but sometimes he forgets about me...

I am aware of this, and this is one of the reasons why I am not willing to go to Huifang Hotel to drink with them today.

I just didn't expect that two people who talked about everything would have such an accident!

……

The policeman tapped the table with the tip of his pen. After a long while, he spoke again: "Whether they explained the reason for the fight or not is not the key to solving the problem... As long as the young man named Xiang doesn't pursue the case... Let's mediate here and compensate him." Compensation, fines and fines should be paid, let’s forget about it... Which one of you is going to talk to that young man named Xiang?”

Yan Yan finally came to her senses and hurriedly said before me: "I'll go, I'm a woman, I can communicate better."

……

I stood outside the police station, smoking and waiting for the results. It had been snowing all night, and finally there were signs of stopping. The snow was about to stop, and the world seemed to have fallen into a state of stillness. Only the street lights still retained that bit of joy, stimulating my visual nerves with a besieging force. I was in a trance because of this, and in a trance I remembered our college days...

I was thinking: If Jian Wei had chosen Xiang Chen instead of me, would the three of us have suffered less?

Xiang Chen loves Jian Wei, just like me. Although I have always thought that "love" cannot be used as an analogy, but now the love between Jian Wei and I has been exhausted. The love that once could not be compared In the face of cruel reality, there seems to be a distinction between high and low.

My love was so weak that when I was desperate, I thought of elopement; elopement seemed romantic, but it was actually tragic... So, the outcome was already determined. Jian Wei is a rich girl. Since I always pride myself on my unforgettable love, how can I selfishly give her a miserable life that should not belong to her?

These days, I have been persuading myself this way, and it makes me feel a little better.

Yes, if you love her, you should let go generously and give her a brighter future instead of getting entangled in a meaningless way. Only by not getting entangled can we be decent to each other, and our deep love will not be in vain.

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The snow really stopped. When I came back to my senses, I looked at the time... Time passed quickly. I had been standing outside alone for almost an hour, but Yan Yan still had no results.

I suddenly had random thoughts: Could it be that during college, Xiang Chen's crush on Jian Wei was just a pretense, and what he really liked was Yan Yan, and he became speechless after drinking, and then his head was broken by Fangyuan?

The explanation seems to make sense, but it is inevitably too absurd, because I can see Xiang Chen's love for Jian Wei, it is very real and passionate; then, what kind of fight is Fangyuan having with him?

I really wanted to know the answer, so I finally couldn't hold it any longer and pushed open the door of the police station; at this moment, Fangyuan, Yan Yan and Xiang Chen walked out of the interrogation room together and came towards me...