I come from a parallel world

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Gao Ran grabbed the hardworking little bee Jia Shuai, "Let's go to Zhang Rong's house."

Jia Shuai broke free, "I won't go this time."

Gao Ran wondered, "Why? You don't want to see her?"

Jia Shuai said, "I have two pimples on my face."

Gao Ran, hmm, "I know, it's quite big, you can't squeeze it, or you'll get inflammation... Fuck! You don't go because of these two pimples?"

Jia Shuai didn't change his face, "Women look like those who please themselves, and men are the same."

Gao Ran is not stupid, "Pull it down, I remember that men want to please themselves and are poor."

Seeing that he couldn't be fooled, Jia Shuai said, "Anyway, I won't go."

Gao Ran rolled his eyes, "I convinced you."

He looked righteous, "I will mention you more in front of her and say something nice about you."

Jia Shuai reminded him, "Don't be too deliberate."

Gao Ran, "..."

Watching Jia Shuai's bicycle disappear at the entrance of the alley, Gao Ran went to Zhang Rong's house.

When Feng Bei came back, he saw the boy and a girl together. He didn't know what he was talking about, which made the girl cover her mouth and laugh.

The atmosphere of youth permeates the whole alley, innocent and green, drawing an infinitely beautiful picture.

Feng Bei, who was not yet 30 years old, couldn't help feeling that he was getting old.

Gao Ran caught a glimpse of the man, "Brother Xiao Bei."

Zhang Rong's gaze also moved over. She didn't seem to like the older opposite sex very much, so she just hurriedly greeted Gao Ran and entered the room.

The sky-blue skirt swept across the threshold, and the graceful figure of the girl was shut inside the door.

Only then did Gao Ran realize that Zhang Rong was wearing a skirt.

Feng Bei held a water glass in one hand and a few bottles of beer in the other, "The little girl next door looks good, and I heard that she is also very good at studies."

Gao Ran said, "Zhang Rong is the handsome rib."

Feng Bei snorted, and asked curiously, "Then what do you like?"

Gao Ran really thought about it seriously, "I have common hobbies, like reading comics, playing games, playing table tennis, walking around the streets to find delicious food, and also like to practice turning in the alleys with me."

Feng Bei's facial muscles twitched, "You are looking for a girlfriend, not a buddy."

Gao Ran shrugged, "I hope the two can be compatible. If they can't play together, there will be nothing to talk about. What's the point of that?"

Feng Bei said, "The ideal is full."

"The reality is not necessarily skinny, but it may also be full."

Gao Ran looked old-fashioned, "Let's talk about it after getting into university. That kind of thing depends on fate. Maybe one day in the future, I will walk in the rainy alley with an umbrella, and a girl walks up to me. We look at each other and rub shoulders." But passing, and looking back at the same time, looking at the past, just like what was said in that poem."

He cleared his throat and read aloud affectionately, "Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the long, long and lonely rainy alley, I hope to meet a girl who is like a lilac and full of sorrow."

Seeing the man staring at him without saying a word, Gao Ran thought he didn't know the poem, so he explained, ""Rain Lane", written by Dai Wangshu."

Feng Bei spoke out, with a serious face, "Go get the broom."

Gao Ran was unclear, so, "Why?"

Feng Bei said, "Sweep the pile of goosebumps that I dropped on the ground."

Gao Ran, "..."

He caught up with the man, "Brother Bei, what kind of girl do you like? Walk slowly and wait for me—"

The remaining youthful breath in the alley eloped with a gust of wind.

In the evening, Gao Ran checked and checked a few summer homework. He was full of emotions. It was the first time he wrote his homework so seriously.

Facts have proved that learning is really not something that can be done in a day or two.

Gao Ran was lying on the bed with his hands behind his head and his legs crossed. He looked in the direction of the door after a while, feeling like a little daughter-in-law waiting for her husband to come back.

Fuck, what a weird idea.

Gao Ran rubbed his face, he turned over and lay on his stomach, his face pressed against the pillow, thinking that tomorrow he would find time to go to the bookstore for a stroll, rent two comics and come back to read.

It's been a long night, it's been hard.

Feng Bei came late, and climbed over the wall to go back after telling the story. Gao Ran told him not to flip over, and slept all night before leaving. He said, "What's the word for Feng upside down?"

After the person left, Gao Ran realized that the seal was not a word upside down...

It was late at night and the streets were silent.

Xu Weiguo was on the way home. He was a manager of a state-owned enterprise, and his recent work made him a little bit burnt out. Thinking of those familiar old employees who were about to be laid off, he felt a sense of powerlessness.

If the state-owned enterprises are to be reformed, a large number of workers will naturally be laid off. Many of these people have no other skills, and they don't even have land. Xu Weiguo can imagine how difficult life will be after being laid off.

Hey.

Xu Weiguo sighed, sucked hard on the cigarette butt twice before snapping it off and throwing it on the ground.

"beep beep"

The pager on Xu Weiguo's waist rang.

It was sent by the factory manager, urging him to finalize the list of laid-off workers as soon as possible.

Xu Weiguo was very helpless. He was also a part-time worker, so he was powerless. It seemed that he couldn't get rid of this kind of offending.

A cool night wind blew up from behind, and Xu Weiguo shivered. He put away the pager, turned and entered the street on the other side.

Home is close, just two corners away.

Xu Weiguo thought about returning home, taking a comfortable shower, making a cup of tea, and taking a sip slowly. His whole body and mind relaxed, and his pace became leisurely.

"See me?"

Suddenly, a deep voice came from the corner ahead.

The voice echoed in the silent street, feeling very close yet far away.

Xu Weiguo was a little puzzled when asked by the owner of the voice. He didn't know where the other party was. How could he see him? He was about to ask when he heard the voice again.

"not yet."

The voice was still low, and it was the same voice, neither fast nor slow, asking and answering on its own, as if it was asking Xu Weiguo, or just asking himself.

"Have you seen me... haven't... seen me... haven't..."

What Xu Weiguo didn't expect was that the voice of inquiry not only did not stop, but began to repeat itself, still asking and answering by itself.

As Xu Weiguo walked forward slowly, he finally concluded that the source of the sound was the direction he was going home.

"It's unlucky to meet a lunatic at night."

Xu Weiguo's mood became very irritable, and he didn't want to pay attention to the voice anymore. Anyway, it was an irrelevant person, so he walked quickly towards the direction of home.

But what he didn't expect was that just after turning a street corner, under the streetlight not far ahead, a black figure was standing with his back to him, motionless.

"Did you see me..."

The voice was still asking, Xu Weiguo was sure that the question was coming from the person in front of him.

Xu Weiguo looked at the figure in front of him, his scalp felt numb for no reason, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, hesitated for a moment before opening his mouth, "Excuse me, are you following me..."

The man turned around suddenly, looked over calmly with his eyes, and let out a surprised voice.

"Hey, you saw me."

In the early morning of the next day, a sanitation worker found a dead body on the side of the street.

Xu Weiguo died.