fetish carnival

In the afternoon, Gaozhi made a routine micro-service private visit.The vicious sun hit the body like pepper water.

Because of the overtime work at night during the summer festival, most of the employees smiled at the tourists with tired faces, and swallowed a yawn with their mouths closed from time to time, with physiological tears in their eyes.Walking to the fantasy forest theme area, an employee dressed as a tiger suffered from heat stroke and was carried back to the lounge by other small animals. The scene was quite absurd.After condolences to the past, he set off for the Leaping Grassland.

After counting, today is the fifth day of the cold war with Xiaoxiao.On the mobile phone, each other's profile pictures are stubbornly silent.It seems that there is no Internet connection, one is in the Antarctic and the other is in the North Pole.

He walked to the wooden house of the animal management office, approached the window unknowingly, and peered in with the tip of his nose against the glass.Wen Yixiao sat at the workstation, holding their couple's porcelain cup in a daze, nodding and taking a sip from time to time, while the other veterinarian fell asleep.

Maybe because he noticed something, Wen Yixiao tilted his head slightly, and Gao Zhi hurriedly squatted down.Two maintenance workers passing by thought he was suffering from heat stroke, so they picked him up like a carrot, and met the people in the window without embarrassment.

The maintenance worker knocked on the door and said to Liu Yuan: "Mr. Gao has suffered from heat stroke, please rest in your office for a while."

"Come in quickly."

"I don't have heatstroke—" Gao Zhi said reluctantly, but his feet were quick.Seeing him enter, Wen Yixiao stood up silently to give up his seat, put herbal tea in a paper cup on the table, turned up the fan speed of the air conditioner, took out a plastic fan, and stood beside him like a court lady to fan the wind.

Noticing that the general manager frequently glanced at the silent colleagues, Liu Yuan said: "Mr. Gao, do you think Wen Yixiao's hairstyle is very energetic? It was cut recently, hehe."

Spirit of course, this is my choice.Gao Zhi picked up the herbal tea, gave an indifferent "hmm", waved his hands and said, "Don't fan me, I'm fine."

Wen Yixiao put away her fan, stood with her hands down, staring at the ground, wondering what she was thinking.

"Have you encountered any difficulties at work recently?" Gao Zhi said kindly, looking at him from the corner of his eye, wanting to hear his voice.Unexpectedly, Liu Yuan replied from the side: "No, it went well and I'm happy."

"Wen Yixiao?"

Seeing his colleague acting stiff and cramped, Liu Yuan replied: "He is also going well and very happy."

Gao Zhi's eyebrows were slightly locked, he drank the herbal tea without a word and left.Back in the office, he picked up his phone every once in a while, flicking up and down, left and right, but there was still no new news.

"Smile, you're really good. I don't care about you, and you don't care about me. In the case of the Cold War, shouldn't it be who is at fault and who surrendered? Tg."

In order to divert his attention, he put away his mobile phone, and with the idea of ​​"knowing himself and the enemy", he clicked on the information of the squad leader Moonlight again, stroked his chin to browse the limited information over and over, and locked his eyes on "do what is right".

The time when this person acted bravely was in June of the second semester of the second year of high school, near the end of the semester, and Wen Yixiao left after the summer vacation.Intuition told him that there must be some connection between these two things.

He searched for old news, changed keywords many times, and was stung by an unremarkable short news.Published by local media a few years ago, the page views are very low, only a few lines.

"On June xx, a serious incident of school violence occurred in No. 6 Middle School of District xx... The students involved have been persuaded to leave by the school, and one student was awarded for his bravery... Call on the society to pay attention to the mental health of young people and resist school violence."

He closed the webpage and said in the executive group: "I will go out to do business in half an hour, colleagues who need approval, please hurry up."

After registering at the gate guard, Gao Zhi stepped into the campus.

It was the summer vacation, although there were no students inside or outside the teaching building, the vigorous youthful atmosphere came out from every corner.Cute, restless and reckless.

He wandered around and returned to the school gate, focusing on the uncle in his sixties in the guard room.When he came back from the convenience store opposite the school, he had two packs of good cigarettes in his pocket.With their fragrance, they were successfully greeted by the guards with smiles.

"Take you a few minutes and ask a few questions." Gao Zhi rolled up his shirt sleeves, pulled a chair and sat under the air conditioner, "How long have you been working here?"

"Fifteen or six years."

"Always a doorman?"

"I also worked as a watchman in the early years, and then I was a guard, waiting to retire."

"Has there been any incidents of school violence in this school?"

The uncle took out a cigarette, sniffed it under his nose, glanced at him, and asked, "Are you the parent of a new student?"

"...Am I that old?"

"Get married early."

After laughing, most of the embarrassment of the first conversation between strangers faded away.Gao Zhi lied without changing his face: "I am a self-media, and I am collecting materials. The theme of the latest issue is related to school violence. I found news on the Internet, but there is very little content. I would like to ask you about it."

The uncle snorted softly: "As long as it's not a holiday, there are fights every day, and teenage boys are the most difficult to manage."

"I'm not referring to minor physical friction. I saw a piece of news about a serious violent incident a few years ago, and some students were persuaded to leave. You must have the impression?"

A trace of solemnity crept up the uncle's wrinkles, he glanced at the two packs of cigarettes, and his voice was a little slower than before: "It must have been seven or eight years, it's just behind the old gymnasium. But it has been demolished, the land does not belong to the school , built a restaurant."

He said that when he was on watch, he often walked around the fence.On the first turn that night, he heard many cats meowing, and he didn't take it seriously.

When I turned back, I heard someone crying.With a flashlight, he went around to the back of the old gymnasium outside the school and saw four boys from a distance.Three stood and one curled up on the ground.Two of them ran away, and the other went after them, and soon returned to say that they had not caught them.

"The student who acted bravely was praised by the school." The uncle used a minimalist narrative method, what they were doing, the state of the student lying on the ground, and what happened afterwards, he consciously or unconsciously went through it.

"What's the name of the bullied student?"

"You want to interview him? I've already forgotten, it's been so many years." The uncle waved his hand and said after a short silence, "I just remember that his name sounds very happy."

Gao Zhi still wanted to inquire, but the uncle kept silent, and then made a gesture to see the guest off.He proposed to talk about two more packs of cigarettes, and the other party said that it was enough.

In fact, there is no need to ask any more.

It was his smile, the smile held in his palm.His little heart, little veterinarian, baby employee.

What happened that night may be more difficult to tell than concealing the gender, but he deliberately ignored him.What's the point of meeting a brave and fearless squad leader?How sad it must be to laugh.

"I'm really not human." Gao Zhi got into the car and slapped himself hard, his whole heart was covered with vines of regret, "It's over, am I going to chase my wife's crematorium? No, calm down, Calm down. Lao Gao, you are a general manager. Use strategic thinking to think about how to turn the tide and help the building to collapse..."

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