How about being each other's scumbags?

That night, Xie Zhiwei slept soundly.

Although the weather in early spring had warmed up, it was still a bit cold. Xie Zhiwei got up early the next day, and went to the park to play cards after breakfast.

Most of the people who played mahjong in the park in the morning were elderly people, and there were very few young people like Xie Zhiwei, but it was natural for him to sit in it—just replaced chess with mahjong.

The mahjong here is generally not big, ranging from two to five yuan, which is within the acceptable range of ordinary people.

Xie Zhiwei played all morning, during which time he changed two tables and won a total of around [-] yuan.

These old men and women are also shrewd. Seeing that Xie Zhiwei was so lucky, they stopped fighting him, so Xie Zhiwei could only leave work early, thinking about losing 80 yuan tomorrow, so as to achieve sustainable development.

Taking the 500 yuan he won, Xie Zhiwei went to the mobile phone collection place on the roadside and bought a second-hand counterfeit phone. It was very cheap, only 120 yuan, and he also brought two batteries and a charger.

He went to apply for a phone card again, and only then did he have his own communication tool.

According to the habit, Xie Zhiwei would go to the Internet cafe every afternoon to surf the Internet for an hour to see what news was there. Today, as usual, there was no activity on the Internet. It seemed that Xie Jiao had given up looking for Xie Zhiwei.

Xie Zhiwei didn't know what Xie Jiao was thinking, he only hoped that Xie Jiao would really let him go.Xie Zhiwei really wanted to log in to his mailbox, but he was afraid that Xie Jiao would find out something from it. After much deliberation, he decided not to take this risk for the time being.

Xie Zhiwei has been here for more than a month. Apart from diet, he still needs to get used to it. He is almost used to this kind of life. After he finished surfing the Internet, it was already past four in the afternoon. It's six o'clock.

I don't know if it's what Xie Zhiwei said to Xu Huihui yesterday, but today Xu Huihui is very well-behaved, she finished her homework seriously and quietly, and she didn't cause Xie Zhiwei any trouble at all.

But today she finished her homework very quickly, Xie Zhiwei had no reason to eat, he said goodbye to Xu Huihui with a little regret, and went to the street to eat a bowl of small beef noodles.

The noodles are good, chewy, with a lot of meat, and the soup is made from big bones, which can only be eaten in such a remote town.Xie Zhiwei was sweating all over the food and felt happy. He paid the bill and walked slowly towards the residence.

On the way back, Xie Zhiwei saw that there were discounted apples on the side of the road, two yuan for one catty, which didn’t look good, but he tasted one and it tasted good, so he picked and bought two catties, carrying the bag Back to the rented house.

If Mrs. Li didn't play cards, she would go to bed early every day. When Xie Zhiwei went back today, there was only a small light on in the living room. There were four tenants here, two lived upstairs, and two lived downstairs. They all come back late, and usually at twelve o'clock in the evening, they can still faintly hear the sound of washing.

When Xie Zhiwei returned, the other tenants were probably not there. He took the apple to the kitchen to wash it, but when he passed by the proprietress' room, he heard a faint cry.

Xie Zhiwei paused, turned to look at the door of the proprietress' room, hesitated for a while, but still didn't knock.Everyone has everyone's difficulties, and most of the time, no matter how touching the story is, the listener can't really understand the pain.

Xie Zhiwei is very clear about this, if he is sad, he would rather choose to smoke a cigarette alone than talk to someone.

After washing the apples, Xie Zhiwei gnawed on one. Although it was much uglier than those red and big apples in the supermarket, the taste was definitely not bad. It was crisp, sweet and moist.

Xie Zhiwei found a small stainless steel basin in the kitchen and filled it with a few apples. After a while, he reckoned that it was almost done, and then knocked on the door of the proprietress.

The proprietress had no tears left on her face at this time, but her eye circles were a little red, and if no one looked seriously, they wouldn't notice.

She looked at Xie Zhiwei who was holding an apple, and smiled: "Give me an apple?"

"En." Xie Zhiwei handed over the small basin in his hand.

"One is enough, I don't like to eat apples." The proprietress didn't take it, but just took one and took a bite: "You are only a teenager, right? You are still growing, so you should eat more apples."

"Nineteen." Xie Zhiwei didn't lie this time.

"..." Hearing the phrase "Nineteen", the proprietress' face froze, and her eyes filled with tears in an instant.

Looking at the proprietress who looked like this, Xie Zhiwei was at a loss for a while.

Fortunately, the proprietress quickly adjusted her mood, and murmured in a low voice: "If he is still alive, he should be nineteen."

Xie Zhiwei didn't answer, just looked at the proprietress quietly.

"Are you free? Sit with me." The proprietress said.

"Okay." Xie Zhiwei naturally wouldn't disagree.

"I gave birth to him when I was 21 years old." Mrs. Li said, "At that time we were poor and we couldn't even afford an apple at home, so I went to the vegetable market to pick up other people's rotten fruits and vegetable leaves, so I came back to life gone."

Xie Zhiwei chewed the apple in his mouth, listening to the story in her mouth.

"When he was five years old, my husband and I were doing transportation and running outside every day. We finally got rich and bought a few houses, thinking about leaving them for him to pick up his wife in the future." Mrs. Li said: A car accident, a car overturned into the water, my man drowned trying to save him and me, he was too young to survive."

Xie Zhiwei has never believed that there are selfless feelings in the world, even when Xu Zhishan died for him, Xie Zhiwei was never moved. He even doubted that if Xu Zhishan was given another chance, would he die for himself? .

"You are still so young." The proprietress looked at Xie Zhiwei, as if seeing her own son who died young: "You should study in college, and no matter how big the conflict with your family is, you can't solve it by running away. You are only 19 years old." , there is still a lifetime, why ruin my life because of anger."

In the eyes of the proprietress, Xie Zhiwei is a young man who ran away from home. She hoped that he would have a good life, so she persuaded him to go back.It is a pity that Xie Zhiwei does not have a mother like her.

"One person dies for another, is it really because of love?" Xie Zhiwei: "Isn't it because of wanting something? Just a momentary impulse?"

"I'm dying." The proprietress thought Xie Zhiwei was telling her story: "Where does the impulse come from if you don't like it?"

"What is love?" Xie Zhiwei looked at the proprietress in confusion—he couldn't understand the feeling of dying for others, just like at the beginning, although he said he loved Xie Jiao, but when Xie Jiao killed him , His first reaction after rebirth was to kill Xie Jiao to avenge himself.

"I don't know what love is." The proprietress said: "I only know that I have to knit sweaters for my son and man every year, one piece a year, and I can't let them freeze in the cold."

"Have you ever thought about remarrying?" Xie Zhiwei asked suspiciously.

"Marriage ass." The proprietress completely regarded Xie Zhiwei as a child, she stretched out her hand and patted Xie Zhiwei's head: "You are so young, you look like you can't see through the world, seeing you are so hypocritical, I really want to beat you up. "

Hearing what she said, Xie Zhiwei felt a little hypocritical.

"Thank you for the apples." The proprietress said, "Go to bed early."

"En." Xie Zhiwei nodded.

"If it's okay, I'd better contact your family as soon as possible." Madam Li sighed, "Father and son don't have an overnight feud. No matter how big a mistake they make, an apology is enough."

But my dad has already been killed by me, Xie Zhiwei said silently in his heart.

The proprietress didn't say any more, turned around and entered the room.

Xie Zhiwei looked at the apple in his hand, and took another big bite. He felt that he didn't have much time to think about such philosophical issues. Instead of exploring what love is, he might as well continue rubbing it on the mahjong table for a few times.

Life is such a fuck.

Xie Zhiwei ate three apples one night, but he had diarrhea the next morning.

"Chen Shi, hurry up." Yang Jiajia called outside the toilet, "I want to go to the toilet!"

Xie Zhiwei's face was pale, and he walked out slowly holding the door frame, it seemed that he was not far from collapse.

"What's the matter? Did you eat your stomach?" Yang Jiajia stared at him.

"..." Xie Zhiwei's footsteps were weak, and he nodded feebly.

Yang Jiajia laughed loudly before going into the toilet.

After a while, the proprietress also came to grab the toilet with Xie Zhiwei, and her expression was not very good: "Chen Shi, why did you wash the apples yesterday."

"...Rinse it with water." Usually, Xie Jiao washes the fruits and puts them in front of him. When Xie Zhiwei lives by himself, he usually just buys peeled bananas if he finds it troublesome.

"I'm convinced." The proprietress almost wanted to give Xie Zhiwei a few blows on the head: "I just washed it? The pesticide didn't even wash off! Why don't you use hot water to soak it!"

"..." Xie Zhiwei said that it was too late to say anything now.

Fortunately, the proprietress was also in a hurry and had no extra time to teach Xie Zhiwei a lesson. After going to the toilet, she sat down on the sofa as weakly as Xie Zhiwei.

The two of them didn't speak, they just put on a wooden face, as if this was not the first trip.

"I spent the whole night." Xie Zhiwei said quietly.

The proprietress said indifferently: "It's better than you, it only starts in the early morning."

"...I want to go again." Xie Zhiwei's stomach started to growl again, he was almost dehydrated now, and his whole body seemed to be floating.

"Go." The proprietress said with a haggard face, "I'll go and buy some laxatives, otherwise they will see two dehydrated corpses when they come back from work."

Xie Zhiwei nodded in agreement, then staggered into the toilet.

The proprietress was a little better, and when Xie Zhiwei came out of the toilet, she wandered to the pharmacy downstairs to buy a few Xieting tablets, and shared them with Xie Zhiwei.

"I don't want to eat the fruit you bought for the rest of my life." The proprietress said seriously after taking the medicine.

"Don't you eat bananas?" Xie Zhiwei's eyes were filled with resentment.

"Don't eat!" The proprietress was extremely firm this time.

Hearing this, Xie Zhiwei's eyes became more resentful.