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In the past two or three months, Si Ji has met many friends of Zuo Yan.Work colleagues, business partners, and some have no status, maybe they are men from former sex friends.

Zuo Yan's attitude towards them is of course different.

Walking on the grassy path, Si Ji was kicked by small stones from time to time.This is the southwest corner of Autumn City. It is very remote. After walking for more than ten minutes, I saw two rows of bungalows lying on one side in the open field.When he came to a house whose iron gate was so corroded that the original color could not be seen, Zuo Yan knocked on the door.The person who opened the door was an old man in his 70s and [-]s, with a withered complexion and bark-like skin.Raising his eyelids, he said sleepily, "Boss Zuo, you're here."

Si Ji always felt that there was a strong boredom in his eyes, like a wandering soul lingering in the world because of some reason that he hated but couldn't let go of.Zuo Yan called Uncle Song, and dragged Si Ji into the house together.The house is about 30 square meters in total, divided into two rooms inside and outside.There is a TV and an old sofa in the outside room, and a string of dusty red and green bulbs are wrapped around the fluorescent lamps that are no longer common.Soon, a man walked out from the inside, about 30 years old, tall and mature, but with a childlike innocence on his face.

Zuo Yan called him Xiaoyu, a metaphor of metaphors.The dialogue between the two is similar to the usual dialogue between the kindergarten teacher and the children in the small class.Zuo Yan asked: Have you behaved these days, have you eaten well, have you sneaked out to worry Uncle Song?Xiao Yu answered no to all of them.If Zuo Yan didn't believe it, he would justify himself with aggrieved words.Si Ji couldn't get in his mouth the whole time, holding the teacup that Uncle Song handed over to him, he kept observing "Xiao Yu". This man is not ugly, if he is not mentally unsound, he should be called handsome.While talking, Xiao Yu secretly glanced at Si Ji from time to time, and occasionally made a grimace that he thought he would not be noticed, which made Si Ji laugh.Before leaving, Xiao Yu grabbed the corner of Zuo Yan's clothes, hugged his neck almost attached, and said, "Brother, help me find it all the time."

With a hum, Zuo Yan took out a stack of money from his wallet and stuffed it into his hand: "Go and buy whatever you want to eat. It can't be like before."

Xiao Yu clenched the banknotes in his hand sullenly, and said hello.

There's nothing worth lingering here.When they came out, the two met several skinny wild dogs, and were stared at with vigilant and pleading eyes.Walking to the side of the car, Zuo Yan went around and sat in the co-pilot, letting Si Ji drive. "Where are you going?" Si Ji asked.Zuo Yan rested his elbow on the open car window: "Do whatever you want."

This is really the hardest answer.

Si Ji started to drive around Qiucheng.Usually Zuo Yan doesn't talk too much in front of his friends, but he will never be cold.He is very good at setting the mood and finding topics.But here at Si Ji, he spends more and more time in silence.Driving the car to the east area of ​​Qiucheng, passing the long and wide moat, he stopped on the tree-lined path beside the city wall.This is one of the most famous scenic spots in Autumn City. The green space extends far away. There are two endless rows of cherry blossom trees, yellow and green, and the flying leaves are falling with the wind.Without getting out of the car, he opened the car door and poked at Zuo Yan, saying, what is the origin of the little metaphor you took me to see today?

"It's a very funny story. Do you want to hear it?" Zuo Yan looked at him with a light smile.

"Say it."

Zuo Yan picked up Xiao Yu on the street at Kongshan Gate a few years ago.He was a bum back then, with long, unkempt hair and tangled tangles.But what's interesting is that every time I see him, his face is washed very clean.One night when Kongshan was closed, Zuo Yan saw him kneeling on the ground on his way home, and he was hard at work giving oral sex to a young man, and his movements were skillful.After inquiring, it turned out that Xiao Yu relied on being fucked and ass fucked in exchange for clothes and rations.It's a pity that most of the people who are willing to do him are punks, and many of them are just looking for something new to have fun, and they don't have any faith at all.The surrounding households pity him and occasionally feed him, but they will not pay more.Once again, he was sitting on the side of the road in a daze, with the expression of an old monk in meditation.When Zuo Yan passed by, he suddenly trembled, stood up, and said with a smile, "He also smokes."

Zuo Yan stopped and asked Xiao Yu, who is "he".Xiao Yu was stunned for a while, tears streaming down his face.He said that he had forgotten the name of that person, but the other person said he would come to pick him up.Then he touched his bluish-white face and said that people washed their faces so clean every day because they were afraid that the person would not recognize him.

Hearing this, Si Ji was dumbfounded for a while: "... Wait for someone? Or someone who forgot his name?"

Zuo Yan sighed: "Yes. In fact, that person lives nearby, but he just doesn't want to look for him."

"Fuck me."

"He's just a fool. It's said that he accidentally killed his own father. His family thinks he's troublesome, and no one wants to raise him."

"Then the person he was waiting for...why didn't you see him?"

"I don't have any feelings. He also has his own ideas. Waiting for someone's wishful thinking, you don't have to appreciate it."

Always gags people's mouths.Si Ji originally wanted to ask something else, but he could only stop there.He hummed and laughed a few times, staring at Zuo Yan: "I said, there are really too many negative energies around you."

"It's a bit arbitrary to say that, don't forget that I am the head of the kindergarten."

Zuo Yan interrupted Si Ji with a smile, but looked back at him, as if waiting for some strong rebuttal.And Si Ji really swallowed back the sentence "where there is more laughter, the deeper the sorrow".

You can't say it, and you'll fall into his trap if you say it.

The two fell silent again.It's like going through a wrestling with no one's hand.Since the last conversation, the two have often fallen into this state when they meet.Si Ji wanted to jump out, but he found that when Zuo Yan got serious, he was no match at all.

too difficult.

A few minutes later, he gritted his teeth angrily, jumped out of the car, closed the door vigorously without mercy, and smiled at Zuo Yan: "Let's go for a walk and digest food."

The gloom on Zuo Yan's face flashed past, he paused, and said "Okay" obediently.The bright golden sky of September shone on the back of his knuckles, which looked warm and cool.