My 26-year-old Female Tenant

Since saying goodbye to Le Yao last night, I have communicated with two women. One is Xiaoyun, who is a bystander, and the other is Mi Cai, the person in my love life. They all talked about my lack of security sense.

  I don't have to deny it, but spent some time to find the reason. Assuming that Mi Cai and I didn't cultivate this relationship to a positive result in the end, then with a weak body, which woman will I fall in love with again?

  My love life will relentlessly return to the most absurd years I have ever experienced, but there is no woman named Le Yao to accompany me, and there will be no woman named Mi Cai to save me.

It turns out that all these fears come from my powerlessness to feelings. After going through a reincarnation, my age will not return to the starting point. At that time, I was 28 years old, maybe 29, or even older, how would I stand? In the distance of this life, to face the regret that there is no love to look forward to, and this period of life and separation, in my opinion, is far more painful than the separation of death...Death is at least accompanied by the heart However, Shengli is an undying heart, tossing and turning in pain in the scorching fire.

I would not tell Mi Cai the reason for the insecurity I realized. In the end, I just pressed the three words "I love you" on the phone and sent her the reason, and then I fell into a kind of In depression... Pulling open the curtains, I cast my eyes on the dew-stained wet road.

  ...

I spent the whole day at my desk in the cold sunshine at the end of November, and the documents I had processed had piled up on the corner of the desk. Such a busy work stemmed from the fact that all the shops on the road of literature and art Intensive activities will be held close to Christmas, and the funding and content of these activities need to be approved by me.

After stretching my body, I finally lit myself the first cigarette of the day before leaving get off work, let myself go again, leaned back on the office chair, and looked at the swaying dead leaves and the rushing crowd outside the window , the already emptied heart was filled with the loneliness of thinking about a person, but Mi Cai, who is in a foreign country, may still be sleeping... I really hope that I can drive a sail and break into her in the dream.

Thinking of this, I finally smiled, put out the cigarette **** in my hand, picked up my briefcase and walked out of the company. I want to sit in the "empty city". Maybe if I'm lucky enough, I can meet CC. I have always believed that her singing can make people forget many troubles in the world.

  I didn’t drive by myself this evening, but took the bus for the first time. I felt that I belonged to the group when I stood in the crowded and shaking carriage.

After waiting in the crowd for a long time, a bus came staggeringly. I put my briefcase on my head, and after occupying a favorable position, I squeezed into the car ahead of a group of people and let out a sigh of relief. Afterwards, I found out that I still had the ability to wander in the market, and I couldn't help but feel better, so I hummed a song I had never heard before along with the car radio.

  At this time, a child held by a young woman may be too dull and crowded in the car, so she grabbed the young woman's hair and cried bitterly. While crying, she looked at the world outside the car window, and the cry was full of desire to escape.

  The young woman was very afraid of the crying of the child, so she threatened: "Meow, if you cry again, Mama will sell you... Be a good child, stop crying!"

  The child seemed to have gotten used to such intimidation, and didn't pay attention to it at all. Instead, he cried louder. The young woman looked at the passengers in the carriage with some helplessness, and felt sorry for the child's louder crying.

  I squeezed through the crowd and came to her side, and asked her seriously, "Sister, how did you sell your child?"

There was a sudden silence in the carriage, and the crying of the child stopped abruptly as if the child had stepped on the brakes. They looked at me with tears in their eyes... After a long time, the crowd in the carriage let out good-natured laughter, and I also With laughter, I retreated to the original position, and then through the gaps in the crowd, I looked at the rows of street lamps lit up in the same posture outside the car window, looking for a ship for myself in this city like a pier. docked boat.

  ...

After I came to the "Empty City" restaurant, I looked around habitually, but apart from the strange customers and a strange resident singer, I didn't find any of CC or Robben, and Le Yao even Needless to say, maybe she is already with her fiancé at this time, but I am a little curious about what kind of man this woman, who has had countless intersections with me, will marry in this life.

  After ordering a glass of draft beer, I called Robben. I didn't want to drink alone on this empty and cold night.

After a while, Robben came to the restaurant. Even though he is now a well-known folk singer in the music circle, when my friend needs to find a drinking buddy, he will put down what he is doing and rush to the restaurant as soon as possible. It is the friendship accumulated over the years, which makes me feel that I still have a place to stop in this big and somewhat empty city.

  I ordered a glass of draft beer for Robben, and the two drank it under the warm air blown by the air conditioner. After putting down the glass, he asked me: "Did the big shot tell you that she is going to Beijing to get married?"

  I nodded, picked up the cup and took another sip, but this sip was a bit big, so that the cold feeling stimulated my forehead with pain.

   Robben said again: "Hey, this is another f*cking bitterness scene... The big guy must have cried a lot yesterday, right?"

I didn't speak, but still nodded. In fact, last night Le Yao not only cried miserably on the tall building, but even the soul hidden in his body was broken, otherwise how could he beat me and me so hard? She slapped herself...Suddenly, when I thought of the child who disappeared in the abortion operation again, my heart ached again, because it was my child.

   Robben said nothing, lit a red plum cigarette, and looked at the female singer singing folk songs on the stage.

  I finally asked him: "Did Le Yao tell you who she is marrying?"

   "Her marriage partner?...It must be very rich, handsome, and have a special family background!...Ordinary people really can't match Le Yao!"

"who is it?"

   "A well-known young master in the capital, Cao Jinfei."

  I shook my head, saying that I had never heard of such a number one person.

   Robben took a puff of cigarette and said: "It's normal that you haven't heard of it. After all, you are not a public figure. Unless you are in the circle, ordinary people cannot get in touch."

  I wanted to know more about Cao Jinfei, but in the end I couldn’t ask. After all, he and Le Yao are a well-matched couple. I asked too many questions, and it seemed that I had intentions.

After drinking a glass of draft beer, my phone rang in my pocket. I thought it was Mi Cai who called me after waking up, so I quickly took it out, only to find that it was Zhou Zhaokun who actually contacted me. Not long, the sudden call made Le Yao's marriage seem to be a coincidence...Perhaps, he, who has always had a crush on Le Yao, has already heard about Le Yao's marriage!