star chaser poem

The restaurant I made an appointment with is for creative dishes, and the location is hidden, hidden in a small square white building.Although it is very close to the place where Xiang Shi works, he never knew that there is a hidden cave here.

As soon as he entered the door, a waiter came forward to pick up his coat for him, and the reserved private room was also equipped with a separate toilet.It's just a show for lunch, which makes people feel like making a fuss out of a molehill.

The man calling himself Harumi wasn't disguised behind a hat and mask this time.As soon as Xiang Shi appeared, his face was full of smiles, his eyes were still slightly upturned, the difference was that today he was wearing a pair of elegant round-frame glasses, which were much more beautiful than when we met last time. Nobility.

Harumi is very beautiful - although it might be a bit strange to describe a man like that.Unlike Ten's feminine appearance, his facial features are more heroic and aggressive, reminiscent of a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

There is no menu in this store, and all dishes are prepared by the chef himself.The dishes are served one by one according to the speed at which they eat.Perhaps because Xiang Shi was going back to work, there was no wine pairing on the table, but the waiter cooked a pot of jasmine slices for her.

On Harumi's left arm was wearing something like an armguard, and the skin of her right arm was usually exposed outside the sleeve.Recalling the glimpse of the cuff, Xiang Shi guessed that it should be to cover the tattoo.

"By the way, are you from Bank M?"

M Bank is a well-known foreign bank, and its office is located downstairs of Xiangshi Company.He was very surprised when he heard this question, because he didn't expect that the other party would know about the settled companies in the office building.

"No."

"I see that you are very formally dressed, and I thought you were in finance." He showed a slightly disappointed expression, "It's a pity, otherwise I could still be your client."

Xiang Shi replied coldly: "You are not afraid that I will sell the products you cheated of money."

"Not afraid." He took a sip of tea calmly, "I have been speculating in foreign exchange for a while, and I went bankrupt overnight."

It is unbelievable that when he talked about these things, he seemed to be saying "I accidentally lost a pen yesterday" in an understatement.

"When the lever is pulled to the fullest, it's all lost in the blink of an eye, really in the blink of an eye."

He said that he earns a lot in this industry and has never worried about money.Until that time, all the savings disappeared in an instant, and the luck in the misfortune was that there was no debt.

"I'm fine. My family and work partners are so angry. I can only buy all the books on foreign exchange that can be found on the market at that time, and study it non-stop."

"Anyway, it took a while, maybe half a year, or a year - to earn back the lost money. Since then, I have promised others not to touch these again."

After hearing these words, Xiang Shi didn't know whether to praise him for his strength or admire his courage.Foreign exchange speculation depends on looking at many charts and indices, and the risk is higher than that of general investment varieties.Xiang Shi is usually too busy at work and has no time to watch the market. Even in stock trading, she is more used to automatic stop-profit and stop-loss, so she is cautious not to touch it.

Qinghai yawned wearily, "Anyway, I'm living a very boring life now. It's better than before, exciting, and even losing money is very happy."

Looking at his smiling face, Xiang Shi suddenly felt that this person's brain circuit might be different from that of ordinary people.Gaining and losing are as light as a feather in his eyes, as long as he is happy, it doesn't matter even if the money is gone.

When talking about investment-related topics, Xiang Shi's hostility is not so strong.Although she was still on airs, she was willing to chat with him back and forth.Perhaps because she was deliberately waiting for this gap, Harumi unobtrusively told Shishi a lot of things, such as real estate and taxation, such as betting on horses and rowing boats—from a third-party perspective, it may even be confusing. I mistakenly thought that the two had a good conversation.

"Then what do you do now." This was the first time he would take the initiative to ask Harumi a question.I probably didn't realize it, but such behavior usually indicates "interest".

"Me." With the cunning of success, the person sitting in front of me smiled meaningfully, "Let's have my own brand, which is jewelry."

He still wears the black frosted ring on his right hand, and the glasses on the bridge of his nose reveal a sense of high class—for this answer, Xiang Shi was a little unexpected at first, but after thinking about it, he felt It makes sense.

When the handkerchief was returned, it was folded in a fragrant cardboard box, and when it was opened, it contained only the checked handkerchief, and there were no extra items.

Qinghai's moderation unexpectedly made Xiang Shi feel a little fond of him.If the other party stuffed anything that didn't belong to him, he would be so disgusted that he would throw the box away on the spot.

·

"To poetry, to poetry."

The person whose name was called raised his eyes blankly from a book full of various line diagrams, "What's wrong?"

"I'm going to the convenience store, do you have anything to bring?" Fu Jing was standing at the entrance putting on her shoes, tapping the ground with her toes habitually.

"No." He lowered his head again.

"Okay, then I'm going out."

"Be careful on the road."

The temperature at night was very cool, so she put her hands carelessly into her pockets, and Fu Jing walked towards the station in a familiar way.At this time, most people are on their way home.Constantly brushing shoulders with the oncoming passers-by, he walked against the flow of people.

When checking out, looking at the colorful wall behind the clerk, Fu Jing hesitated for a while, and finally said: "Please give me NO.60."

"personal I.D."

He blinked in confusion.

"Are you an adult?"

While thinking about which minor would blow hair like this, he took out his driver's license and handed it over.

"Sixty is out of stock, is 71 okay? Hard case."

"Then number 71."

The clerk obeyed and took a white paper shell from the shelf and stuffed it into a plastic bag.

Walking out of the induction door, he picked out the paper shells individually, stuffed them into the pocket of his coat like a talisman, and then went back with a normal expression.

Ever since Xiang Shi joined Sariel's business as a partner, Fu Jing's behavior was not quite right.

It is undoubtedly a pleasure for Xiang Shi to come.However, when the sugar coating on the surface melted, the tablets wrapped in the inner core gradually revealed their true colors.So joy inevitably turned into invisible pressure, and Fu Jing could only swallow the bitterness silently—after all, what he represented now was no longer herself.

A few days ago, when I was having lunch near the studio that Sariel rented with Jia Jing, the other party suddenly stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, and asked worriedly: "Why are you always restless recently?"

This question slowly turned around in his mind, and Fu Jing was about to deny it, but found that Jia Jing had already eaten, and the food in front of her hadn't touched a bite.

Glancing at the brightly lit phone screen calmly, Jia Jing asked again: "Someone scolded you on the Internet?"

Fu Jing shook her head, then picked up the fork, and slowly stirred up the pasta on the plate, "I think I'm too leisurely, and I don't have any sense of crisis."

In the past, he seldom paid attention to the comments of the outside world, and he didn't even like to read the news on the Internet, only occasionally flipping through Weibo comments.And during this time, he was obsessed with swiping his phone by accident, and would search keywords nervously when he was free-he began to pay attention to the voices on the Internet, the achievements and trends of other bands of the same generation, and whether he was in the habit of thinking. Bewildered and become lazy to think.

I remember that in the questionnaire I received last year, someone wrote that they hoped that they could hold a special performance in a livehouse with 1000 people this year, because Sariel’s popularity has already peaked among bands of the same level, and if they don’t advance, they will retreat.

For such accusations, Fu Jing himself agrees very much, so this new album will deliberately weaken the dark and violent underground temperament, using various styles that he has tried to write in the past few years the tune.

"What do you think of Sally's new album?"

I still remember that when he asked Xiang Shi like this, the other party's answer was so natural that it made people feel perfunctory: "I like it very much."

Fu Jing didn't know what kind of answer she was eager to hear. Perhaps in the matter of making music, he had long been used to being whipped by strict education: he would rather be criticized for nothing than to get a harmless answer. praise.

In the past, he always focused on completing what should be done well, and never wasted energy on things beyond his control: such as waiting for results, such as unreasonable anxiety, such as guessing other people's minds.But now, a little greed sprouted in his heart, wanting to control those parts that are out of control.

Xiang Shi is taking care of my emotions, sympathizing with and understanding me. After all, we know each other, so he won't have the heart to tell me the truth.

Looking at the pair of deep and elusive eyes in front of her, Fu Jing's heart sank fiercely, as if tied to a heavy iron block, dragging him into an endless abyss, falling and falling .

·

Sariel's Weibo has only one public official account. Except for announcements, members' private Weibo is distinguished by adding a signature at the end.

Due to the frequent reading of comments these days, there are a few familiar IDs, Fu Jing, who can already recognize them.

Among them was a person named "Dumbo Elephant Working Hard", who first noticed it because he remembered Xiang Shi's WeChat avatar, and naturally thought that this person was him.

However, the avatar picture used by Dumbo on Weibo is a signed Polaroid.The place where the message was written was not included, and all that could be seen was the words "9/28[email protected] mirage".

He will always comment on each Weibo signed by himself, while the other three people will not.The tone of speech is very cute, and I especially like to use cuddling and loving expressions.The latest comment comes from the backstage selfie that Fu Jing posted after the last performance, and the comment reads: hug [love you].

So he immediately made a judgment: this person is definitely not Xiang Shi.His internet speed cannot be so fast, even if he uses Weibo, it is definitely a zombie account with no avatar or nickname.

After swiping the key, the sensor light in the entrance lighted up.Fu Jing washed her hands and put away all the things she bought at the convenience store.

When he passed the living room, he poured a mint candy into his mouth, trying to suppress the increasingly raging appetite.

The bedroom door was closed, and Fu Jingjin pulled her slippers and leaned over to knock on it, "I'm back. The battery is on the table. The wine is in the refrigerator." But there was no movement inside.Suspiciously opening the door a crack, he found that Xiang Shi was holding his mobile phone and typing with all his heart.

Shouted from a distance: "Hello——"

The people in the room were startled, and locked the screen reflexively, obviously not wanting him to see it.

Such a flustered Xiang Shi is rare.Fu Jing raised her eyebrows, her bad thoughts came to the fore.He doesn't mind that people close to him have their own secrets, he just likes to take the opportunity to tease others.Unexpectedly, before the teasing words could be uttered, the person walking from the opposite disrupted the whole plan.

"By the way," one arm rested on Fu Jing's shoulder, "You've been too tired recently, you don't have to make me lunch tomorrow."

He froze for a moment, his first reaction was that Xiang Shi hadn't told the truth.Fu Jing really wanted to say that I wasn't tired, but the other party didn't give him a chance to refute, so he just casually raised another topic, and led him to the living room.

The mint was crumbled and broke in two on the tongue.Fu Jing absently chewed the crushed candy, the spicy peppermint taste sharply pricked the tip of his tongue, making him lose the desire to speak.

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Investment-related content is fabricated, please do not take it seriously.