love is perfect

Huo Yang got off the plane and stood at the airport of City Y, only then did he feel that Xia Tian had arrived in this more southerly city ahead of schedule.

It's not yet May, and it probably rained here not long ago. Even though the sun is shining brightly, when the air heats up, there is still a bit of sticky and damp taste.

This is probably the city where Huo Yang spent his entire university days, leaving the deepest impression on people.

Huo Yang took out his mobile phone and called an express car. He had to go to the place where he lived before as soon as possible, pack up the packed things, and send them to W City.

The rest of the unused items will probably have to be thrown away today.

Huo Yang scratched his head annoyedly.

Ever since Yu Luo mentioned the matter of his teacher at dinner that day, the two of them haven't talked about these matters again.When it was time to book the air ticket, Huo Yang told Qin Liang and came to City Y.

Although he still had many doubts in his mind, he had no choice but to hold back.

But, thinking of the mousse cake that night, he frowned.

The people from the moving company moved very quickly. Huo Yang walked around the room twice, and the workers had already come in one after another and began to listen to the team leader's arrangement of work.

Huo Yang only needs them to pack it up and forward it to the logistics company, without too much trouble.

He doesn't need to intervene in the rest of the matter, Huo Yang looked in the bedroom and living room.

In fact, it hasn't been too long since I left here, but the room has lost its popularity, and even the furniture is stained with loneliness.Huo Yang lifted the curtains and opened the windows to let the air in the room. He could see the same old men playing mahjong outside Huang, and the elder sister of the next door neighbor came back on a battery car.

It seemed that nothing had changed, but Huo Yang felt a little sad.

Simply sitting on a soft sofa left by the landlord, Huo Yang swiped his phone.

The news is also from the work group, the recruitment has already started, and there are a few friends Qin Liang recruited to help, also in the group, Huo Yang did not speak, watching them talk about some newcomers selected by the studio.

Chen Anlu sent a message saying that the plane ticket had been booked.

Huo Yang rubbed his eyebrows.

He privately sent an emoji to Chen Anlu, who quickly replied, "Come and pick me up next Saturday."

"Come here with Qin Liang."

"I haven't seen him yet, you can take it with you."

"You've seen it, and you've forgotten it."

"Whatever, I want Chinese food, Sichuan food."

"I'll order you a steak and you won't kill me."

Unexpectedly, Chen Anlu would come back so early, Huo Yang felt a lot brighter in his heart.

"Mr. Huo!" A worker's voice came from over there.

Huo Yang responded, stood up and continued to supervise the work.

The things have already been packed into two large boxes, and the things that need to be brought are almost the same. The rest are the professional books that Huo Yang will use, and some paper notebooks. Huo Yang told the worker master before that he has to read these Divide into categories.

There were two piles of books stacked very high, Huo Yang read them one by one, no problem, although there are many, they still have to be transported back to W City.

Huo Yang had to pick and choose the notes on the side one by one.

Many of them are professional notes Huo Yang took when he was an undergraduate, and there are a few vocabulary books that Huo Yang used to learn English.

Huo Yang sighed, closed the book, and put it into the waste cardboard box.Turning his head, there were several thick leather-bound notebooks left in the position just now.

There are several identical notebooks, with gray-brown leather covers, some scratches, and obvious wear marks on the corners.

Huo Yang opened one of them.

The handwriting was not his, it was written in a black carbon pen, and it was a handwritten novel.Huo Yang is very familiar with this novel, it is the first novel he published on a literature website, and the writing style is very naive.

He sat on a small stool and closed his eyes.

He was still familiar with the handwriting, it was not pretty but it was stroke by stroke, there was a kind of awkwardness and persistence.He was familiar with the person who wrote this word before.

Huo Yang stood up and put the pile of notes into the waste box.

He went to the window and lit another cigarette, taking a deep drag.

The response to his first novel just published was not very good, and the writing style was average, not brilliant enough. Huo Yang was quite frustrated at the time.

At that time, Xu Yuan always wore high ponytails. Standing in the supermarket, she held up several thick notebooks and smiled provocatively at him, "Huo Yang is waiting! I have a surprise for you!"

Later... Huo Yang had forgotten what festival, Xu Yuan handed him the thick four notebooks, which were densely packed with handwritten words.

It was his first novel, and he rambled on hundreds of thousands of words because he couldn't get the rhythm right.

What a surprise, Huo Yang remembered that his eyes were wet.

The workers started to carry the boxes out of the door, Huo Yang pinched his cigarette and followed them out.

The skinny uncle who collected the scraps honked impatiently, urging them to move things down quickly, saying that they had to go to the next house to collect them. Huo Yang handed him a cigarette, and the skinny uncle shrugged and said nothing. So, I clipped the cigarette to my ear, and took a puff of my own cheap cigarette.

He put the unloaded cardboard box on the scale, pressed the buttons a few times, and turned his face to speak, "50 yuan, I'll pay you back as too much, for the sake of your cigarettes..."

Huo Yang took out a brand new 50 yuan note from his wallet and handed it to him. As if the uncle didn't trust him, he stroked it with his hands and looked at the sun several times. Huo Yang couldn't help it, and said, "It's true. , I just took it from the bank."

The uncle looked at him with dissatisfaction, waved his hand, put away the scale, and put the box of things on the tricycle.

Huo Yang glanced at the cardboard box again, the lid was closed, and the inside could not be seen.

Anyone who once wrote such a thick stack of notes, stroke by stroke, left in that extremely disgraceful way.

The skinny uncle started the tricycle and drove out of the community in a hurry.

The moving worker behind him couldn't help spitting, "Old stuff, looks shabby!"

Huo Yang smiled and went into the elevator without saying a word.

Everyone in the world has their own way of living in embarrassment, so don't laugh at anyone.

There were not many things left in the house, the car sent by the moving company was still waiting downstairs, and all the packed things were moved down.

The worker tidied it up for him, and he was about to go back to the company.Huo Yang filled out a form and swiped his card. The team leader told him not to worry, and would send him a text message after sending it out.

After seeing off the moving company, Huo Yang felt that the house was vacant all of a sudden, he had already contacted the landlord to check out, and agreed that the landlord would come to pick up the keys at 03:30 in the afternoon.

Huo Yang went to the bedroom and checked the room with his eyes, the cabinets were already empty.He opened the drawer, but there was nothing in it.After he checked the other rooms in the same way, he didn't know what to do.

Tired?

When Huo Yang was sitting on the small sofa in the bedroom, his legs felt a little sore.He closed his eyes, trying to rest.

The phone rang.

Huo Yang sat up straight, answered the phone, it was Yu Luo calling.

"Hello? Yu Luo?"

"Did you have meal?"

"Not yet... just finished working..." Huo Yang held his stomach guiltily, feeling a little hungry.

"Let's go eat." Yu Luo's side was very quiet, as if he could hear his breathing.

"Okay, what are you...what are you doing, why do you want to call me?" Huo Yang scratched his hair, he liked Yu Luo's voice on the phone, it sounded very comfortable.

"I... just finished class. By the way, can you make it back tonight with the stewed chicken soup?" Yu Luo's voice was steady, and he sounded in a good mood.

"Well, it should be ok, everything has been moved." Huo Yang felt that he was too lazy to move, squinting his eyes, "I will go back after handing over the keys, I think I should drive faster, and I will still be late when I arrive at your house."

"It's okay." Yu Luo smiled, "I'll wait for you."

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