your name is so tricky

The longer you spend with Hao Fang, the more you can discover his strengths.Sometimes, he is like an elder who has gone through vicissitudes, and he is calm when encountering big things.Sometimes, he is as frank as a seven or eight-year-old child, saying what he thinks of, and getting what he wants.Mr. Ao feels that it is precisely because getting along with Hao Fang is easier than getting along with other people that he is so fascinated by him.He can let go of his defenses and be the most authentic Ao Ao, but the most difficult thing in this world is to be the most authentic self.

If you eat too much mutton, it will naturally be dry and hot.In the first half of the night, Hao Fang tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Fortunately, the bed would not fall off when he rolled back and forth.As for Mr. Ao, he originally wanted to hold him in his arms, but he broke free again and again, sleeping farther and farther away from him.Mr. Ao was so noisy that he couldn't sleep for a long time, and if he was allowed to roll back and forth like this, he might not be able to sleep until dawn.Impatient, he rushed to Hao Fang's side, stretched out his arms and hugged him again, and said, "If you don't sleep well again, I will fuck you tonight."

The result of the intimidation was that Hao Fang didn't dare to roll anymore, but Mr. Ao was thinking about how to put what he said just now into action during the time before going to bed.

All in all, both of them slept well that night.Hao Fang was thinking about going to the old urban area, and got up as soon as he opened his eyes. Mr. Ao rolled on the bed with his pillow in his arms for a while, and got up when he felt bored.The old city is far away, and it would take two hours to go there by car. It would be impossible to go there and come back, so I simply checked out the room and made plans when I got there.

He casually found a breakfast shop to eat breakfast, then went to the supermarket to buy some food, and then took a taxi to the bus station.The bus was said to run every hour, but Mr. Ao and the others waited for more than an hour before seeing a car coming.

Because it is spring, the scenery along the road is not bad.The car drove all the way, and the two saw the landscape along the way.Time passed quickly, and it took more than an hour to drive the □□[-]-kilometer road, but as the car drove towards the old urban area, the number of people on the road became less and less. Looking at the people on the car, they had already got off the road on the way. It was almost the same, and including the two of them, there were only a dozen or so people left.

On May [-]st, if they were in their city, the streets and alleys would be overcrowded, not to mention traffic jams, and they would have to queue up for eating and having fun.However, looking at the town that was said to have been abandoned in front of me, it is clearly the season of spring and flowers blooming, but the roads on both sides are as cold as the coldest days in the severe winter.Pedestrians are in twos and threes on the road, and there are even fewer vehicles passing by.

Mr. Ao had a bitter face, he had nothing to do with himself, he just felt very sorry for She Fang, who brought him to such a place.According to Hao Fang, this is his first real trip.When he was young, his parents didn't take him to travel, and when he grew up, he was busy with work and study, so he didn't have time to go out for a walk.It was his first time to travel far to Gansu, but he stayed in the mountains all the time when he went there, and he never even went to the city.

However, Hao Fang said: "What a good place."

At first hearing this, I thought it was an irony, like a sigh after disappointment.However, the expression on Hao Fang's face was genuinely happy, as if his eyes suddenly lit up when he dug up a treasure.This city, which is no longer optimistic in the eyes of others, has a unique charm in Hao Fang's eyes, and its own beauty in the depression.Look at those people walking on the road in a leisurely manner. Their expressions are relaxed, as if they are taking a walk after a meal.Accustomed to seeing the fast pace of life in their big city, this city is light and quiet for him, which makes people feel at ease and forget their worries.

There are no buses or taxis in the city.After asking the locals, I learned that the so-called bus here is a kind of car called Miandandan, and the model is similar to that of a van.There used to be buses here, but because there were fewer and fewer people taking them, they were replaced by egg-and-egg buses with less passenger capacity.The land here goes straight up the straight mountain, with an altitude of more than 1000 meters, and there are almost no cyclists on the street.It was already noon when the two of them arrived, and the sun had risen above their heads and it was hot. They took off their coats, but they still felt the ultraviolet rays burning against their backs.

Walking all the way forward, I found that 80.00% of the shops on the side of the street were closed.After finally seeing a small shop, I went in and bought two bottles of water and a parasol. I asked the shop owner what things to see nearby, and then continued on the road.

To say that he is an isolated city does not seem to be an exaggeration at all.Along the way, there are abandoned buildings and shops everywhere, as depressed as a ghost town.This scene reminded Mr. Ao of the American drama "The Walking Dead" he had watched. If the people passing by in twos and threes on the road moved more stiffly, then the crew of "The Walking Dead" would not need to painstakingly set the scene, they would all be ready-made here.

It was also prosperous here, with workers' theaters, school buildings, and oil wells.There used to be 10,000+ residents here, but now there are only 3 to [-] people left, and most of them are elderly people.With the gradual loss of residents, there are fewer and fewer people, and of course there are more and more vacant houses. Up to now, the price of a flat is only a few thousand yuan. How difficult this is in Mr. Ao's city believe things.

"Ao Ao." With a call, Mr. Ao got out of his emotional state.As soon as he turned around, Hao Fang had the same expression on his face.It was a feeling of desolation after sighing and remembering. The prosperity and decline in the long river of history, they missed not only this Yumen.

At this time, they were walking to the door of the oilfield work theater.Looking inside through the glass, the chair is empty, as if covered with dust.Hao Fang couldn't help holding the hand of the person next to him, and said, "If one day, the world forces me to flee, then I will come here." Mr. Ao felt his hand being clenched again by the other party, But never replied.He didn't know what to say, Hao Fang was not the only one who was persecuted by this society.But who can have the courage to let go of the past, let go of the bustling city they have soaked in all their lives, and come to this isolated city where traffic is blocked and almost abandoned?

Mr. Ao sighed softly and said, "Hao Fang, let's stay here for a few days."

"it is good".