Soling Internet Cafe

Chang Yuxin sent Chu Lingya to his villa on the outskirts of the city and went to work.

Chu Lingya packed her luggage in the house by herself.

He didn't have a lot of luggage. In the past few years when he went abroad to study, the most things he had were books anyway.

Chu Lingya put away the books first, and then hung the clothes in the closet.There are not many clothes, most of them are made of cotton and linen, and the style is simple and clean.After finishing these, he took out some notebooks and saw that he had written an opening Internet cafe marketing plan last night, and his mood became visibly worse.

Putting the planning book aside, Chu Lingya took out three photo frames from the box and put them on the table. One of the photos inside was an antique staircase with a small mountain gate at the end of the staircase. One was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, A middle-aged man with the appearance of an old intellectual took a group photo with two children at the entrance of the signboard of "Wuweiguan"; another photo was a group photo of two teenagers. If you look closely, one looks like Chu Lingya, and the other looks like Chang Yuxin. The two were shoulder to shoulder, smiling happily; the third photo was a recent photo of Chu Lingya, in which he was wearing a dark academic gown, holding flowers, and smiling brightly.

After arranging the photo frame, Chu Lingya took out a scroll from the pocket of the suitcase, carefully took off the protective cover, and slowly spread it on the bed.

This is a portrait of a figure. The long scroll in the meticulous painting method shows a young man in a Taoist robe in Tsing Yi with fluttering long hair and a fairy-like spirit.The young man looks like dust, with clear eyes, holding a three-foot autumn water long sword, standing in a frosty snow forest.He seems to have just finished practicing a set of sword skills, his face is a little flushed, his whole body is like a quietly blooming frost flower, bright and clean, shining brightly, and the appearance of this young man is actually similar to that of Saoling Internet Cafe The boss, Xie Rujian, is seven or eight points similar, only younger, more energetic, and a little bit more proud and bright, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

Chu Lingya quietly looked at the scroll for a while, and finally she couldn't bear it, so she carefully rolled it up, sealed it again with a protective cover, and carefully put it away in the cabinet.

After everything was packed, Chu Lingya decided to go out and say hello to the left and right "neighbors".

……

When the school bell rang, the students stuffed their textbooks into their schoolbags listlessly and prepared to leave school. Most of them had to go to various cram schools to continue their classes.

Zheng Ziyu carefully rubbed against Wang Zixuan, who was slowly packing his schoolbag.

"Xuanxuan, shall we go back together?" She tried her best to ask in the same tone as usual.

Wang Zixuan raised her head and smiled sweetly: "Okay."

The two left the school with their schoolbags on their backs.

Both Zheng Ziyu and Wang Zixuan's homes are not too far from the school, but they take different routes. Usually Wang Zixuan calls Zheng Ziyu to take the bus together.At this time, there were many people at the bus station, and everyone was eagerly waiting for the arrival of the bus.

"Xuanxuan, what time did you go back yesterday? I seem to have drunk too much and don't remember anything." Zheng Ziyu pretended to be nonchalant and mentioned what happened last night.

"It's past ten o'clock, I don't really remember." Wang Zixuan was silent for a while before answering, "You left first last night, I was later than you."

"Oh." Zheng Ziyu said, "I'm sorry, I'll tell Ah Wei that we won't drink anymore."

"In the future?" Wang Zixuan raised her head and glanced lightly at Zheng Ziyu, "Well, okay."

Zheng Ziyu said: "Are you okay today, I see that your face...is not very good?"

Wang Zixuan smiled: "It's nothing, just a bit of a headache. I haven't been drunk before, so I probably have a headache."

Zheng Ziyu said, "Me, me too..."

Silence permeated between the two, and Zheng Ziyu felt extremely uncomfortable. She always felt that there was something wrong with Wang Zixuan, but she couldn't tell.

"Xuan..."

"My car is here." Wang Zixuan waved at Zheng Ziyu, "Goodbye." After she finished speaking, she followed the crowd and squeezed onto the bus, leaving Zheng Ziyu alone on the platform.

Zheng Ziyu was dumbfounded, followed by anger.

"What are you doing!" Zheng Ziyu kicked away the little stone beside her, feeling aggrieved and confused, she turned on her phone and dialed her boyfriend Wu Weihao.The phone rang over and over again, but no one answered.

How did you do it?

Zheng Ziyu called again, but still no one answered, and when the third call was made, the phone was simply shut down.

Zheng Ziyu stood on the platform, with the evening wind blowing her hair, she suddenly felt like a cat abandoned by its owner.

……

It happened to be 06:30 when Zheng Ziyu got home.Her grandmother made four dishes and one soup at home as usual, waiting for her to come back.

After putting away his schoolbag and washing his hands, Zheng Ziyu glanced at the dishes on the table, and listlessly picked up the rice bowl and picked it up.

The room was quiet, only the sound of Zheng Ziyu chewing, and her grandmother just sat aside and watched quietly.

Can this really be considered an ordinary family life, a relationship between grandparents and grandchildren?

Zheng Ziyu didn't know how many times he thought this way.

Today's food is also unpalatable. I don't know if it's because her grandmother is getting old and her taste is not good. The dishes she cooks are always like this.

Zheng Ziyu reluctantly took a few mouthfuls of soup and bibimbap, and quickly finished his dinner.

As long as she endured it for another year, she told herself that when she was admitted to university, she would go to other places to study and never be with her grandma again.

"Ninny." As if realizing that Zheng Ziyu had finished eating, Mrs. Lin called out to her.The old man's voice was a little hoarse, as if he had phlegm in his mouth, which made people uncomfortable.

"Why?" Zheng Ziyu reluctantly agreed, and sat back on the chair again.

"Ninny, have you been playing with a boy lately?" Lin's hoarse voice sounded weakly, but thunder exploded in Zheng Ziyu's ears, "You are still young, reading is important, and that Boy, I don't think his character is very good, so you should stop being with him."

"How do you know!" Zheng Ziyu jumped up, a pair of beautiful crescent eyebrows stood upright, "You peeked at my diary!"

Lin stood up with some embarrassment: "Grandma didn't, grandma went to take out the trash yesterday, and just saw... Nannie, listen to grandma's advice, this child is not good, we don't want it, when you grow up, there will be some good children ..."

"I want you to take care of it!" Zheng Ziyu yelled.The discomfort of being drunk, Wang Zixuan's weirdness, and Wu Weihao's grievance for not answering the phone all came up at this moment, and Zheng Ziyu finally found a channel to vent, "Did you say something to Ah Wei yesterday that he didn't answer my call today? , Tell me! What kind of grandma are you? You killed my parents and took over my home. Why do you still interfere in my life? I don’t have a grandma like you!"

As Zheng Ziyu said, he put on his schoolbag and was about to go out.

"Ninny, grandma isn't there, don't go..." The old man hurried up to catch Zheng Ziyu.

It was that cold feeling again, Zheng Ziyu pushed suddenly, the old man staggered and fell to the ground, his forehead knocked against the corner of the chair, and made a dull sound.

For a moment, the room fell silent.

Zheng Ziyu looked at his grandmother in horror.The old man fell to the ground, looking a little numb. After a while, he touched his damaged forehead with his hand as if remembering.

A small hole appeared there, but there was no expected scene of blood flowing all over his face, only a few black drops of blood seeped out along the hole.

"Grandma, grandma is fine." As if she was afraid of scaring her granddaughter, Lin pressed her brow with her skinny hands and struggled to get up, "Look, there's nothing wrong, niece..."

Zheng Ziyu looked at the hole, the black spot of blood, Lin's old wrinkled face, and those hands full of age spots, even the nails turned blue-gray, and finally uttered a cry of distress. screamed, and ran away desperately.

"Ninny!" Mrs. Lin chased after her anxiously. Just as she got downstairs, a figure suddenly flashed in front of her.

"Please make way..."

"Qinghang Lin, is that you? I found you." Under the moonlight, Xie Rujian, dressed in white, stopped Lin politely but without any objection. The old man raised his head, and the look in his eyes slowly dimmed.

……

"Awei, Awei, open the door, it's me, Xiaoyu!"

He ran out of the house without thinking, but Zheng Ziyu had nowhere to go, so he could only come to Wu Weihao in the end.

Wu Weihao lived in a high-rise apartment in the city center. Before Zheng Ziyu went up, he clearly saw a light in his room. When he went up, he rang the doorbell, but there was no movement inside. After Zheng Ziyu rang the doorbell a few times, even more Simply turn off the lights.

"Wu Weihao, what do you mean, I'm Zheng Ziyu!" Zheng Ziyu was angry and afraid, and desperately slapped on the door of Wu Weihao's house, but there was no movement at all.After the slapping, Wu Weihao's exasperated voice came from inside: "Get out, I broke up with you, don't bother me anymore!"

Zheng Ziyu was stunned, and knocked on the door desperately: "Awei, what do you mean, break up, why don't I know?"

"Stop messing with me. There is a ghost old woman in your family. You are the granddaughter of the ghost woman. Go away!"

"Awei, listen to my explanation..."

"Stop talking, just take it as me begging you, big sister, I just wanted to play with you, I don't want to lose my life, so hurry up!" Wu Weihao's voice at the door seemed to be about to cry, Filled with deep fear.

"Awei, I don't understand, why pay for my life..."

"Go back and ask your ghost woman!" This time, the loud sound was turned on inside, as if he had made up his mind not to talk to Zheng Ziyu again.

Zheng Ziyu was so angry that tears streamed down her face on the spot. She kicked the door of Wu Weihao's house twice, and took the elevator down again in a daze.

Lights flickered everywhere in the whole city, and laughter came from the windows from time to time. Everyone seemed to have a place to go back to, except Zheng Ziyu.

Where else can I go?

I don't have a home anymore...

As Zheng Ziyu was walking, it suddenly occurred to her that maybe she still had a place to go.

Not long after, Zheng Ziyu knocked on the door of Wang Zixuan's house in embarrassment.

"Xuanxuan, I..."

Wang Zixuan seemed to have just taken a shower, and was wiping her hair with a towel in her pajamas. When she saw Zheng Ziyu, she smiled and said, "Come in and tell me."