Stop loss

Chen Qiye got up early the next morning and took the bus to report to the place where he worked part-time. It was a shoe material company that exported to Eastern Europe and South Africa. The factory was located in an industrial area [-] kilometers away from Nanyang Street, with a total area of ​​nearly [-] square meters. The five-story factory building is divided into several workshops. The cold wind blows outside the factory buildings until the ears and nose are frozen.

Chen Qiye soon ran into someone who came to meet him, and that person led him into a workshop responsible for welting shoe soles without looking at his ID card to confirm his name and age. The space inside was not cramped and the ceiling was high. It seems that the five-meter-long tunnel furnace drying line in the middle of the room looks like a giant, and the employees on both sides of the drying line are extremely small in comparison.

That drying line uses a chain conveyor.The plastic sole after being softened by the tunnel furnace is slowly transported forward by the chain. What the worker needs to do is to grab one of them and glue the bottom side of the thin welt with patterns to the edge of the sole as decoration, and work like this for ten hours , From eight in the morning to seven in the evening, you can get 150 yuan from the supervisor.

The person who brought Chen Qiye into the workshop demonstrated it very skillfully, and let Chen Qiye do it by himself. At the beginning, he can take his time, and if there is anything he doesn't understand, he can ask the master next to him.

Then that person left, leaving Chen Xiye in the workshop to do this kind of mechanical, repetitive work with no technical content.Chen Qiye couldn't get up quickly because his hands were too tender, and the soles of the shoes just out of the tunnel furnace would be very hot, and other workers could easily pick them up. The hands of many scholars couldn't bear it. After an hour of lunch break, Chen Qiye's ten finger pads became red and sore. A 40-year-old middle-aged man who was on the same assembly line as him asked for a pair of white nylon gloves for him.

Chen Qiye took it gratefully and thanked him. Hearing that he spoke Mandarin, the uncle thought that Chen Qiye was also a foreigner who came to Tanzhou to work, so he asked, "Did you just come out to work?"

"...Ah." Chen Qiye didn't know what to say, he was quite stunned, the uncle took out a tobacco rolled with newspaper, and asked while smoking, "How old are you?"

"Eighteen." Chen Qiye was five months older than Qin Ge, and he was nineteen years old this year.

"What a coincidence, my eldest daughter is about the same age as you." When the uncle smiled, there were many wrinkles at the end of his eyes. He said that he had four children in his hometown, and the youngest son was five years old. The last time he went back to his hometown was three years ago. He won't call him dad anymore.

Chen Qiye asked: "Aren't you going home to celebrate the New Year this year?"

The uncle shook his head and said that during the Chinese New Year the wages paid by foreign trade factories were higher than usual, and he wanted to earn more.

He said that his eldest daughter is very competitive. Last year, she was the first college student in the village to get a second degree. She will definitely be able to find a job in an air-conditioned room in the city with five social insurances and one housing fund instead of working hard like him. Live without any guarantee.

The uncle also told Chen Qiye the full name of the school his daughter was attending, with a proud face on his face.Chen Qiye always only paid attention to the rankings of key universities, and had never heard of that second one, but he also laughed and said that it is good to have books to read.

Chen Qiye felt that the life on the assembly line was similar to what he had imagined. No matter which workshop he was in, most of the workers did not chat, and the atmosphere was lifeless. However, Chen Qiye was unexpectedly used to this kind of repetitive work. Muscle memory, but the brain can be empty for a while.

More importantly, Chen Qiye only worked here for ten or so days during the winter vacation. If he was confined to being a worker on the assembly line for the rest of his life, he would definitely go crazy.

Chen Qiye worked in this atmosphere for three consecutive days. Every day when he came to the factory, he changed from a human being to a replaceable screw with no technical content. When he arrived, he asked the supervisor for cash wages.Not surprisingly, he will work in this factory with constant orders until New Year’s Eve, take a day off to continue working, and save enough [-] yuan before the start of the last semester of high school.

But Chen Qiye's plan failed to catch up with the changes again. Qin Ge was fed up with his evasion and evasion in text messages again and again, so he simply visited and caught Chen Qiye.

Chen Qiye took the bus back to Nanyang Old Street at about eight o'clock in the evening. He stomped his foot heavily in the corridor, and the sensor lights in the old wooden building turned on. Qin Ge and Chen Qiye stood there in amazement. Qin Ge rubbed his eyes and looked behind Chen Qiye, as if someone was following behind.

Chen Qiye hadn't recovered from the unexpected joy of seeing Qin Ge alive, and asked him with a smile, "Why are you here?"

Qin Ge was sure that Chen Xiye came back alone, but he asked angrily and aggrievedly, "Do you have another little boy?"

Chen Qiye: "???"

Chen Qiye couldn't laugh or cry, Qin Ge said, if Chen Qiye didn't have other boys, why didn't he take the initiative to reply text messages these days, and didn't take the initiative to call himself.

"I thought you were already on vacation, and I didn't want to disturb you." Chen Qiye really thought so.The winter in Tanzhou was too tough, Qin Ge invited himself to a tropical island in the south before the holiday, where there was also a resort invested by Lu Chong.What Qin Ge meant was that Chen Qiye only needed to bring people with him, but Chen Qiye couldn't convince himself that he should spend Qin Ge's money as a matter of course, and the consumption in that kind of place was not something he could afford.

Chen Qiye sat next to Qin Ge. The wooden stairs were older than these two teenagers combined, and it was so narrow that it could only accommodate the two of them sitting side by side.

The sensor light went dark again, Qin Ge stomped his feet bluffingly, crossed his hands in front of his chest and looked at the exposed brick inner wall in front of him, before completely calming down: "You don't even call me."

Chen Qiye became even more innocent: "You didn't call me either."

"Because I've been waiting for you to call me!" Qin Ge finally looked sideways at Chen Qiye. From his tone to his eyes, he was so righteous, domineering and childish, and quite cute.

"Okay, okay, I'll call you now." Chen Qiye followed Qin Ge as always. Qin Ge was very satisfied, but he was not careful enough, and he didn't realize that Chen Qiye had lost the favourites, but he was willing to coax himself.

Chen Qiye dialed Qin Ge's phone number with a brick machine. The two were so close, but they still pretended to talk to the phone. Qin Ge pretended nothing happened and asked, "Where are you now?"

Chen Xiye didn't turn his head to look at him, but his heart was warm: "I'm not alone now."

"It's so late and you're not alone, you really have other boys!" Qin Ge opened his eyes, told nonsense and didn't write a draft, and continued to accuse Chen Qiye.He originally thought that Chen Xiye was at home, so he came uninvited, but he didn't expect that the door of Chen Xiye's house was closed, so he waited at the stairs all afternoon and night.

Qin Ge Yue pouted his lips more and said, "You don't even invite me in to sit down."

Chen Qiye didn't want Qin Ge to see the furnishings in his home.It's not that I feel cowardice in my heart, or I just don't want to.

"No way," Chen Qiye whispered, "there isn't even a place to stay inside."

This flimsy reason is very suitable for Qin Ge's essence attack. Qin Ge and Chen Qiye looked at each other, their lips moved, but they were not as unreasonable as before: "Then tell me, you these days What the hell did you do?"

Chen Qiye originally thought that it would be difficult for him to speak in front of Qin Ge. He listened to the voice on the phone that was almost in sync with the reality, and said, "I'm working part-time."

It was not the first time Qin Ge had heard this word from his peers, so he didn't find it novel.In his cognition, he was working as a resident singer in Lu Chong's music bar, Lin Ji was working as serving food in his own hotel, Ma Sirui's parents opened an Internet cafe, and he was working as a temporary receptionist at the snack bar in the Internet cafe.

Qin Ge also mentioned to Chen Qiye by the way that Ma Sirui had met more than one underage junior and high school student who came to their Internet cafe, and he would selectively pretend that he didn't see them, which is why he knew so many people.

Chen Qiye smiled, and did not reveal that their part-time jobs were not earning a living, but more like experiencing another life in their spare time.

The sensor light in the corridor was dimmed again, and Qin Ge was about to step on the light again when his raised leg muscles tightened, and the soles of his feet hung above the steps.

Chen Qiye took the initiative to kiss Qin Ge's lips in the dark, so clumsily that he didn't even look like a kiss.

Qin Ge slowly lowered his raised leg without making any movement.

When the sensor light came on again, Chen Qiye had already been pushed down by Qin Ge.The right angles of the two rows of steps hit Chen Qiye's thin back, and Qin Ge was still pressing on him, their chests were almost pressed together.

Qin Ge's breath was burning hot at the moment: "You really don't invite me in?"

Chen Xiye's reaction was very arrogant, he didn't agree, let alone refuse, it was really like a leaf falling from a branch, it belongs to whoever's hand it fell into.

So there was no need for Qin Ge to restrain his instinctive desires.Whatever he wanted, Chen Xiye would give it to him.

What's more, Chen Qiye is also lonely at the moment.

The sensor light went off again.

In the dark, the wooden stairs covered with thin gray are so old, so old, so lonely, and there is a babbling and intertwined dislocation sound when there is a little wind and grass.

But those voices are too subtle, the more lonely the more no one will listen to them, and they are not enough to dispel the dense and long darkness.

Chen Qiye is undoubtedly obedient. Those who don't know how to fight deserve to sink into this boundless emptiness. Someone taught him how to get ashore.

Someone promised him: "I can't trouble you again."

Qin Ge's voice woke up the sensor light.That backlit face had sharp lines and sharp features, and those eyes that couldn't hide the desire of wolves and animals fell into Chen Xiye's eyes for a moment of compassion.

Chen Qiye murmured: "What...?"

"You haven't agreed to get back together with me yet," Qin Ge adjusted his posture and sat back beside Chen Qiye, and transformed from "Hot Blood and Warm Zhong Xiaoli Xun" to show the integrity of a gentleman, "I can't do robbery and get in the car first The bastard thing about making up the ticket later."

Qin Ge's shoulders shook twice when he said the second half of the sentence, and his serious tone was really cute. Although the inexplicable powerlessness and desolation in Chen Xiye's heart would not disappear, but when he raised the corners of his mouth again, his eyes Li is also smiling.

Qin Ge didn't ask any more questions about what kind of job Chen Xiye was doing until the end, but he mentioned one more question before leaving, saying that it was the most sincere thing to go to the Confucian Temple on New Year's Eve and make another wish.Chen Qiye listened to it, and arrived at the gate of the Confucian Temple at around [-]:[-] p.m. after work. It was less than a quarter of an hour before the Spring Festival Gala was played. Chen Yue would not ask him where he went.

The wooden door of the Mansion Confucian Temple was heavy, and Chen Qiye specially brought a flashlight, and there was no one in the square hall except for a waving white light.

Chen Qiye walked straight into the temple under the light of the flashlight, holding the newly paid wages in his other hand.

He stuffed all the 150 yuan he earned today into the reddish-brown wooden merit box in front of the statue of Confucius, knelt on the soft cushion like begging a bodhisattva to worship the Buddha, put his hands together in front of his chest, and silently recited the wish in his heart after closing his eyes But it has nothing to do with myself.

He is not greedy.He came alone and only asked for the blessing of one person. He hoped that Qin Ge's last six months of high school would go smoothly. Qin Ge, who was holding a lotus candle lamp, came to him.

Chen Qiye's breathing stopped after a short burst, and he was bewildered.

Qin Ge put the lotus lantern on the tribute table, turned around, bent down, looked directly at Chen Qiye and said with emotion: "I thought you found out that I made up and lied to you about the New Year's Eve, so you didn't come anymore. .”

Qin Ge scratched Chen Xiye's cold and red nose: "You're so stupid, you'll believe everything I say."

Chen Qiye's big watery eyes didn't blink, he just stared at Qin Ge's face illuminated by the soft candlelight, as if he wanted to touch it with his fingers to confirm the authenticity, but retracted his hands before reaching out.

Qin Ge wanted him to close his eyes at this moment.How could this young master who had prepared everything meticulously think that when Chen Qiye lowered his head to hide the tears that fell, Chen Qiye would feel that Qin Ge could abandon him at any time.

Fortunately, Qin Ge said again: "It can be opened."

Chen Qiye's eyelashes trembled, and a little bit of fire light adapted to the darkness, like an out-of-focus night scene in a photo, went upward with a bang, burning the sky.

Then there was another sound.

Another sound.

No sound.

The night is lit up by the brilliant galaxy, as long as you are in Tanzhou at the moment, you will be able to see the fireworks set off by Qin Ge for Chen Qiye on New Year's Eve in 2015.

"Looks good! Write your wishes on the silk!" Qin Ge grinned, bowed his head and turned his face to hand Chen Qiye beside him a red string of the same nature as the blessing cardboard, but he saw Chen Qiye's tears streaming down his face. A face, hot fireworks carved into Chen Qiye's watery eyes.

"I made a promise just now!" Chen Qiye yelled amidst the sound of fireworks, and while Qin Ge was at a loss, he tied the red string around Qin Ge's wrist as a bracelet, and tied it firmly.

Chen Qiye's tears couldn't stop gushing out, and there was a blurred reflection of Qin Ge in every tear trail.

He is greedy.

He tightly grasped Qin Ge's wrist tied with a red string, and said loudly like never before, "I will also celebrate the New Year with you in the future!"

Qin Ge was not as dazed at the beginning. His way of expressing joy was completely different from Chen Qiye's, and it was more common. He just laughed and joked: "The old man Confucius only cares about the title on the gold list, not the marriage!"

His voice was also very loud, and he leaned into Chen Qiye's ear and shouted: "You follow me, you are not serious!"

It was only then that Chen Qiye remembered that he hadn't seen Qin Ge's blessing card yet, and hurried to the railing where the old and new red cards were tied to look for the one with Qin Ge's handwriting on it. He saw what Qin Ge wrote and what he said before Not the same.

——What Qin Ge really wrote was: May Chen Qiye get his wish.

The inscription in the lower right corner is: Qin Ge who wants to celebrate the New Year with Chen Qiye 2016.01.17

Chen Qiye's tears dripping on the white inner page can actually make the ink bleed away, as if the words were newly written and brand new forever.

He was holding the blessing card in one hand, and Qin Ge walked up to him, and tied another thin red silk rope around Chen Qiye's left wrist in the same way.After that night in the resort area, Chen Xiye's wrist was empty, and it seemed that the brown, non-fading wound hadn't healed yet.

Qin Ge covered up the glaring trace again.

Chen Qiye also turned to look at Qin Ge.

There are fireworks in front of them who don't know when they will end, and there is a lotus lantern in front of the statue of Confucius behind them.

The inside and outside of the hall were all as bright as day, but those brilliant fireworks were all blurred into dark spots in Qin Ge's peripheral vision, only Chen Qiye in front of him and the silk and satin on his wrist were bright and vivid.

Involuntarily, they held each other's hands and pressed them to their cheeks.

Unbearably in love, they approached, embraced and kissed each other, starting from scratch.

Bright lights, unlimited future.