The whole world thinks I'm a scumbag

"Hi, are you okay?"

In the dark night, the child borrowed a bicycle, turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and looked in Gu Fangwei's direction, "Can't you go, you said you can drive a motorcycle."

The tall and pretty young man remained motionless, holding the phone in his hand, as if he didn't hear what he said.

On the other end of the phone, Lu Xingyin said softly: "I'm sorry, it was I who provoked you and took the initiative to confess my love to you, which led to these things. But I want to understand, we are not suitable, you are suitable for a better person."

"I'm not a genius, I'm not born to fix small robots. The reason why I fixed its expression port that day is because I have been repairing things in my hometown since I was a child."

"I can't keep up with you. Studying is very tiring. For me, studying is not fun and not cool. I studied so hard before because I wanted to be recommended, go to college earlier, and earn money for my grandma."

"It's your first time seeing me." Lu Xingyin's voice paused on the other side, as if taking a deep breath, "It's the first time you're seeing me, because I did the balance problem in three seconds, but you I may not remember, but that was the original question of our regional competition, and I remembered the answer, so I could write it out so quickly. At that time, you told me not to come to Qingmo No. [-] Middle School, but I had no choice.”

"I checked the HMI. I don't know anything about human-computer interaction. At that time, I wanted to say something in front of you because I liked you." Lu Xingyin said, "I didn't tell you before because I didn't Dare to say. The competition, or other things, should not have anything to do with you. I'm sorry."

"I like you very much, and I may continue to like you in the future, but falling in love can't be the most important thing for me. I'm sorry, Gu Fangwei." Lu Xingyin said in a low voice, "Teacher Chen said that you helped me make up for that. I will return the 5 yuan to you for the appeal deposit of 5 yuan. The card is placed in the parts box of the little robot."

Everything on that day was as clear as ever, the bright principal's office, the silence inside the door, the whirring of the air conditioner, and the noise outside the door. Gu Fangwei was sitting at the principal's desk playing minesweeping, and his peach eyes were so carelessly provocative. When he got up, there was a hidden smile in his eyes.

It was the first bright color in his ordinary and mediocre life.

"..."

Lu Xingyin stopped, both sides were silent.

Gu Fangwei opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

Maybe he wanted to say something, but he understood Lu Xingyin's tired and desperate tone, and understood what happened to him.

He calmly and frankly opened his own evil side to show him, the poor, ordinary, speculative, and helpless, which are the mud and bruises at the bottom of the flower.

"Wait for me to come back, okay?" Gu Fangwei also spoke, his voice was hoarse, "Brother didn't care about these things, even if you—"

"But I care." Lu Xingyin said, "It's like I care about the 5 yuan, brother. That's it, it's late, you go to bed earlier."

The phone hangs up.

Gu Fangwei was still in a daze.

The wind blew the trees on both sides of the road again, passing through the flashlight in the child's hand.

The child was still waiting for him, feeling a little dazed and impatient with his lack of answer, he just lowered his head and muttered: "My phone is going to run out of battery...do you want to go back?"

Gu Fangwei glanced at the direction he came from, and was about to speak, but the child muttered again, "Are you going back? But that train just now is the last train, and you can only buy tickets for tomorrow afternoon at the earliest. By the way, are you still going?"

Gu Fangwei was silent for a while: "I'll go."

The child's eyes lit up: "Okay, you drive. Someone will take me, so I don't have to walk back. It's so late that I can't get a taxi."

Gu Fangwei has never driven such a rotten motorcycle. He has a B400 Wraith phantom heavy machine motorcycle worth 120 million. It was Gu Qingfeng’s 12th birthday gift to him. series.

The motorcycle in front of me felt like it was going to fall apart at any time, and several parts would twist each other and fall apart anytime and anywhere.Gu Fangwei stared at the road, and the light illuminated a small piece of road in the dark. There was nothing in the empty space, only complex and low bushes and grass.There are many stones on the road, the motorcycle is bumped back and forth, and the tailbone seems to be broken.

"Are you playing with Brother Xingyin?" The child asked again, his voice dissipated in the wind. Seeing that Gu Fangwei did not respond, he asked again loudly, "Are you playing with Brother Xingyin! I don't even know him Back, my mother didn't tell me, otherwise I would have come back earlier, I haven't seen him for almost two years. He came back last time, but I was studying abroad."

He directed Gu Fang to find the way to drive. After about half an hour, the scene in front of him was finally not so desolate and lonely. He entered a small town with clean and tidy streets and bright lights. There are rows of night markets. Tents were pitched on the side of the road, and the air was filled with the smell of beer and crayfish.

"Here we are." The child got out of the car.

Gu Fang led him into a narrow alley for reasons, and pulled the motorcycle aside.

The child continued to direct him: "Just stop here, or I will open Brother Lu's rolling door, no one will steal it, and everyone will not lock it."

"Where is this place?" Gu Fangwei looked at this narrow alley, and the familiar heart palpitations gradually spread again. He didn't know until he saw the child open the shutter door familiarly and pull the dim and old lamp. I can see clearly: the place in front of me is a repair shop.

It is more like a utility room than a repair shop, because no one has come back to take care of it for a long time. The dark green glass cabinet is covered with dust, but the decorations inside are neat and tidy.

"The place Xiao Lu used to repair things, I came to ask him to do homework when I was a child, he knows everything, and he even helped me repair a game console."

Gu Fangwei remained silent, looking down at a drawer with a half-broken shell—in it was a bottle of medicinal wine, an old notebook, the paper had become brittle, and three simple words were written on the cover: accounting book .

He is very familiar with the extremely light and handsome handwriting.

"What kind of medicine is this?" Gu Fangwei reached for the bottle of medicinal wine, "Did he take it away?"

"It's not medicine, it's safflower oil. Brother Xiaolu has no money. His grandmother actually bought him an electric heater, but it consumes electricity. When it's cold in winter, he rubs safflower oil on his knees and soles of his feet to keep him warm." For a while." The child also stood on tiptoe and sniffed, "It should still work. By the way, I haven't asked you yet, why are you here looking for Brother Xiaolu? Is he at home?"

The child's voice stopped abruptly.He received a text message from his mother, and then ran out in a panic, turning a corner and looking at a yard in the corner.

The gate of the courtyard was locked, and he called out, "Brother Lu!"

"Brother Xiaolu!" The child was so anxious that he was about to cry, and turned around to tell Gu Fangwei with a mournful face, "My mother said that he came back this time to do business, and he just left today. Why did this happen. He must be very sad."

The small courtyard was also dilapidated and crowded, but it was kept clean.There is a pagoda tree in front of the door, quiet and peaceful, newspapers are pasted on the half-broken window glass by the door, and the furniture inside can be seen from a distance neatly arranged, all covered with dustproof cloth.

"My mother urged me to go home." The child looked at him and asked suspiciously, "Are you still here tomorrow?"

Gu Fangwei looked at the dilapidated hut, but still didn't speak.

"You are so strange. Anyway, since you are a friend of Brother Lu, you can come to me if you have anything to do. I live on the second floor of Unit 202 in the building next to it, Room [-]." The child waved at him, "You're welcome, I can When I was admitted to the junior high school, it was Brother Xiaolu who gave me good lectures."

The convenience store owner is dozing off, the shelves are stained with greasy, some things have not been touched for many years, including a batch of foreign cigarettes that were fresh and interesting at the time, but the local men still like to smoke Chinese, better Furong Wang and Huang He building.

"A pack of menthol cigarettes." A teenager's voice rang out. Gu Fangwei's voice change period had passed, and his voice was adult-like, slightly sinking.

The boss raised his head and saw him, he was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his eyes and went to get him a cigarette: "Let me see... mint... I don't know the English, do you want this green one? There are popping beads, best."

He had never seen such a beautiful boy, with exquisite and sharp appearance, tall stature, and outstanding temperament. The clothes were quite expensive.Dongtong City is not without young people who love to dress up, but the girls all have pink cheeks and necks with color difference, and the boys wear suits and leather shoes, but they can't hold up like children who steal adults' clothes.But the clothes worn by this boy can only serve as a foil, and seem out of place in this dilapidated small town.

He had only seen one such beautiful child before, the child from the Lu family next door, who was picked up by a rich man later.At that time, most of the neighbors sighed that what kind of person was born, Lu Xingyin was clean and beautiful, and he knew it was not a thing in the pool at a glance.

"Are you here to film?" When the shopkeeper passed the cigarette over, he carefully searched the gossip in his mind and guessed the name of a boy who was admitted to the film and television school last year.

"I'm not." Gu Fangwei forced a smile.

Dongtong City is already a little cold at night, and the mint smoke enters the lungs, making it even cooler.

Gu Fangwei sat alone on the chair in the repair shop, pulling down one by one.

One stroke on the flimsy paper, from the summer two years ago to the autumn one year ago, this is an account book.

The first account is the arrears, recorded as follows:

[201X6.7, allergy hospitalization fee for senior high school entrance examination - 1785, paid in advance by Dr. Li]

[Income: 30, fix Aunt Zeng's phone]

[Income: 7, repair watches. 】

[Expenditure: 5, buy vegetables, and send two eggs for dinner today. 】

[Income: 50, commission for online answers. 】

[Expenditure: 37, medicine expenses]

……

One stroke at a time, the lightest handwriting, like a knife, pierced deeply into Gu Fangwei's heart, bringing endless pain.

Makes it almost impossible to breathe.

He imagined that scene: the little deer singing, supporting his thin sick body, wearing glasses and sitting in front of this repair shop every day.

When everyone was asleep, the boy was counting the money and planning the livelihood of the family. In summer, he lit a plate of inferior and choking mosquito coils, and endured the soreness of his shoulders while leaning over his desk to fix things.In winter, when the cold was unbearable, I opened the medicinal wine and rubbed it on my joints, my eyes were reddened by the pungent smell, and I tried to shrink as tight as possible to resist the invasion of cold wind.

He watched him sit here, grow up in loneliness and hardship, and grow into his favorite appearance: gentle, well-behaved, but those are not the traits he possesses under the pampering, but after countless years of precipitation, facing life calm.

Everyone can not understand Lu Xingyin, how about him?Why doesn't he understand?