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In Zhangzhou, where the beginning of autumn, although the temperature remains high during the day, there is already a little coolness in the morning and evening.

However, the sky suddenly changed today, and the whole day was gloomy, and the north wind blew up, driving away the heat in good time.In the afternoon, the whole city is shrouded in dark clouds, and a heavy rain may fall at any time.

Zhuo Muyang quarreled with his master again, this time it was more serious, almost to the point of tearing his face, it is hard to say who was at fault, anyway, both of them felt that they were right, and they spoke ill of each other, so they almost did it.The boss of the repair shop appeared in time and stopped their quarrel in time.Of course he didn't care about apprentices like Zhuo Muyang. After all, he was pointing at his master to solicit business, so he scolded him and told him to leave.

He was in a bad mood, coupled with a bad relationship, his whole body was as gloomy as the weather, his blood was surging, he grabbed his bag and rushed out the door.

The car repaired by Jiang Xu in the morning was parked outside the garage. After getting up, he kicked the accelerator and drove towards the main road.He opened the car window wide, the cool wind blows the humidity, and he can even smell the refreshing aroma of the plants soaked in the air. The dreary summer is finally gone, and it is time for him to usher in a new life this autumn up.

Parked the car downstairs, Zhuo Muyang didn't rush up, but sat in the car and smoked a cigarette.His addiction to cigarettes was picked up when he was working in a car repair shop. He smoked without reading, and when someone handed him over, he took it and smoked it. He must not be willing to buy it normally.But cigarettes are indeed a good thing, especially when you are in a depressed mood, holding a cigarette in your mouth feels like a kind of spiritual comfort.

He looked up and looked upstairs, the third floor was not too high, he could see it when he looked up, and in the whole building, only the window of the room where he and Jiang Xu lived was open.Because this community has been clamoring for relocation for several years, and almost everyone has moved out. The people who live here are always just a few scattered households, and they occasionally greet each other, which is not considered familiar.I don't know why, but the government still provides water and electricity for this kind of demolished buildings, and the developers who bought the land have never come to demolish them, and it seems that they are not in a hurry to drive them away.He asked Jiang Xu because he was worried at first, and Jiang Xu smiled at him and said, "Let's just live here. When we are driven away, we can go out and find another house." Although he was dubious, he has been living safely. for so many years.Through the window, you can see Jiang Xu busy in the kitchen on the balcony. He is wearing a black T-shirt and cooking with a spatula in his hand. Go downstairs to him in the car.

After a while, Jiang Xu fled and left the kitchen. Zhuo Muyang's cell phone rang, and the other end asked him when he would be home. Zhuo Muyang lied and said, "There's a little traffic jam on the road, and I'll be there soon." Without saying a word, he drove the car out of sight of the room where they lived.

The sky was getting more and more gloomy, and after a while, fine and dense rain fell, and the car windows were covered by raindrops, completely blocking Zhuo Muyang's sight. Smoke, the smoke floated up into the air, and in his eyes, it actually looked like a ferocious devil, and then the smoke was passed into his lungs, and his brain became numb as if under control.After smoking, he drove down the car and threw the cigarette butt into the puddle. With a bang, the spark went out. He went straight to the back of the car, opened the trunk, and took out the tools from the garage inside. box……

The rain was getting heavier, wet his hair, blurred his vision, and the phone in his pocket rang again, startling him.

"Unforgettable, seeing you for the first time, a pair of charming eyes..."

"Muyang, I sang this song, and I recorded it. Can I make it your exclusive ringtone? As soon as this song rings, you'll know it's me."

"Are you naive or not?" Zhuo Muyang pinched his nose and asked.

Jiang Xu hugged his arm and laughed, and said, "I'm also naive to you!"

"Okay, okay." Zhuo Muyang handed him the phone and agreed.

Zhuo Muyang still remembered their conversation, and smiled self-deprecatingly. He wiped the rainwater off his face, picked up the phone, and miraculously regained his composure.

"It's raining, please drive carefully." Jiang Xu told him.

"Well, I'm almost there. I won't stop going downstairs. The road over there is narrow."

"Okay, have you brought an umbrella? I'll go down and pick you up."

"No, I ran a few steps and went home."

"Okay, come back quickly, the ribs are ready, they are super delicious."

"okay."

He hung up the phone, put away the tools, and walked home with his hands.There was an abandoned cabinet under the stairs, which he had discovered when he first moved in. It was so hidden that most people would not notice it.He put the toolbox into the cabinet, closed the door, wiped off the ashes from his hands, shook the water from his hair, and went upstairs with his head held high.

The sweet and sour pork ribs are really delicious. They are fried to a crisp and covered with a sweet and sour sauce. When you bite into it, the meat is full of fragrance. The steamed fish is also very delicious, the fire is just right, and the fish is very tender.Jiang Xu also made lemon soda water with honey in it, and a few ice cubes floated in the drink. The outside of the cup was covered with a fine mist of water, sweet and sour, just enough to relieve the greasy ribs.

Probably because of being nourished by the rich woman, Jiang Xu is in a good mood recently, with a smile on his face all the time.

The rain outside the window is sometimes big and sometimes small, and it is so lively.Under a night light, they sat facing each other. Jiang Xu thoughtfully wrapped the most tender belly meat in the fish belly with sauce and put it in his bowl. The juice dripped down and dyed the white rice in an attractive color. Urging him to quickly put it into his mouth to taste.

"It's going to rain, so that's why there's a traffic jam?" Jiang Xu asked.

"Yeah." Zhuo Muyang put the fish into his mouth and replied vaguely.

Jiang Xu put down the bowl and chopsticks, and said to him a little nervously: "Muyang, I finished writing the ending of that story today, do you want to read it?"

Zhuo Muyang took a bite out of a rib and said, "Okay."

Jiang Xu said again: "I'm going to revise the novel tomorrow, and find a good time to submit it the day after tomorrow. Do you think the publishing house can accept it?"

Zhuo Muyang didn't care about dealing with Jiang Xu, he only knew how to eat. He stuffed the whole rib into his mouth, picked out the bone neatly, and said while chewing, "Sure."

"Hey." Being recognized by his lover, Jiang Xu smiled overjoyed.

"You have worked so hard, there will be rewards." Zhuo Muyang realized that he was a little cold, and added this sentence.

"Yeah." Jiang Xu put on an extremely confident expression.

Zhuo Muyang put down his chopsticks and looked at Jiang Xu with extremely serious and focused eyes. Jiang Xu was very uncomfortable being stared at like this, so he wiped his mouth subconsciously and asked, "Is there rice grains on my face?" He also stuck out his tongue After licking it, this action touched a certain nerve in Zhuo Muyang, and for a moment he felt like he was back in college.He stood up and crossed the table, and kissed his fish-smelling mouth, and then the man's face turned red all the way to the neck, and he was punched by Jiang Xu, feeling a little pain.

Jiang Xu's emotional voice was a little hoarse, complaining to him, "Look at your clothes falling into the vegetable soup."

Zhuo Muyang lowered his head to check, and sure enough, he pulled a paper towel to wipe off the oil stains on the corner of his clothes. An indescribable sadness surged in his heart, as if his conscience had discovered that the only goodness in his mind started to quarrel with the devil. fighting.

My mind was in a mess and I couldn't tell what it was like. I thought I wiped it clean, so I put down the paper towel, held the chopsticks and asked Jiang Xu: "Have you been home recently?"

"It's not good, what's wrong?"

"Ah...it's okay." As soon as he finished speaking, he knew that he had won against the devil. "I'll just ask, tell me when you go home, so that I can prepare meals myself."

"That's for sure."

"That's right." Zhuo Muyang put down his chopsticks and put on a serious expression.

"what happened?"

"I'm going to look for a job again. The garage is too tired, and my master, I really can't communicate with him. I didn't agree with him. I had another quarrel today. I don't think I'm wrong. But the boss actually let me go."

"What is it!" Jiang Xu said angrily, looking even more angry than him, "Your place is really rubbish, then let's quit."

"Why don't you do it? You can't stop working. Forget it, I'm going to confess tomorrow."

Jiang Xu bit the tip of his chopsticks, thought for a while and said, "Then if you're looking for a job, do you need my help? Let's at least find someone more formal."

Zhuo Muyang laughed as soon as he heard it, and said to him: "You haven't settled yet, so don't worry about me."

Jiang Xu didn't care about his attitude, but said: "My dad may be able to help, I will go back and talk to them someday."

Zhuo Muyang didn't take what he said to heart. After all, Jiang Xu was born in an ordinary working family, so how could he help him, so he asked casually: "Then you are not afraid that he will know me?"

Jiang Xu waved his hand, which seemed to be the case. He patted his chest and boasted brazenly, "I'll take care of things, don't worry."

Zhuo Muyang looked at him playfully, and couldn't help but lament that this man was so good at acting, he kept saying that he wanted to ask his father for help, but in fact it was nothing more than that he wanted to find the financial backer.He really doesn't care about this kind of work.

I thought so in my heart, but Zhuo Muyang just curled his lips and muttered: "You will soon become a great writer, this will just support me, and I won't have to go out to work."

Jiang Xu was unprepared, and responded with a smile: "Of course, you wait for me to succeed."

Who would have thought that this would be the last dinner the two of them sat together.

Talking and laughing, just like usual.

Early the next morning, Zhuo Muyang still had the cheek to go to work. Before leaving, he kissed Jiang Xu's sleeping face.

When he arrived at the car repair shop, he apologized to the master with a very sincere attitude. Although the boss made a big fuss about him, he still kept him.

He has to keep working, because he has to live, how will he live without income.When I was about to get off work, a car that had just been rear-ended arrived, and the master had something to leave at home, so Jiang Xu just sent him a WeChat message saying: "Honey, I'm going home tonight, my dad wants to talk to me about something." , and talk about your work when I come back."

He specifically warned: "Okay, drive carefully." Then he continued to work in the garage.

After get off work, he ate a bowl of beef pan noodles at a small noodle shop nearby. The taste was so spicy that he almost burst into tears.It was almost nine o'clock after dinner, the weather was a little cold, and there were fewer people outside. He felt that the house was too quiet, so he wandered around outside until late before going home to sleep.

That night, he slept very peacefully, almost dreamless all night.

Jiang Xu didn't come home the next day, and he didn't come back the third day, not even a message.Zhuo Muyang spent two days by himself, occasionally thinking about Jiang Xu, but he didn't care about his whereabouts.

Until a police notification appeared on the official microblog of the Zhangzhou Public Security Bureau: "At about 8 o'clock on August 15, a traffic accident occurred at the intersection of Jianshe South Road and Xueyuan Road in Shanbei District, our city. The accident caused one death. Three people were injured. The deceased was a motor vehicle driver, and the injured was a passerby. At present, the injured are receiving treatment in the hospital and are not life-threatening. The forensic examination of the deceased confirmed that there was no drunk driving or drug driving reported on the Internet. The reason is under further investigation."

After Zhuo Muyang finished reading, he watched the video captured by the surveillance again, then silently put down his phone, went to the balcony of the kitchen, and smoked a cigarette. He didn't know if he was choked by the smoke or something, and his tears suddenly blurred out of his eyes.

That day, Jiang Xu was standing here cooking pork ribs for him, looking so happy, he should still be humming that song.

——"Unforgettable, seeing you for the first time, a pair of charming eyes..."