Chase the train

Lin Yousheng knew that being nosy would cause trouble, but after hesitating, she still followed.

She originally wanted to find an opportunity to go up and remind Song Shi, but as she walked, she realized something was wrong.

She met Song Shi in the busy city, but the other party walked further and further away, and gradually there were fewer and fewer shops around, and it became more and more desolate, but Song Shi's footsteps did not stop at all, and his purpose was very clear.Lin Yousheng's heart began to beat, did she know that someone was following her?Where is she going to take people?

After walking to the end, there were no open stores around, and the distance between the three of them was more than ten meters, and each of them walked slower than the other.

Lin Yousheng's heartbeat started to speed up.

Just when she was hesitating to go back, Song Shi finally stopped.

She stopped in front of a shop and bent to open the shutter door.

It is the storefront in the deepest part of the entire market. It is in the most inconspicuous position. Its appearance blends in with the surroundings, and there is no difference.Standing at the corner, Lin Yousheng recognized the name of the shop. Two words were ticked out on the small light bulb on the old-fashioned and ordinary red light board—Ji Zhai.

Is this Song Shi's shop?

The shutter door was not fully opened, and Song Shi bent over to enter.

Lin Yousheng stared at the boy, took out his mobile phone, clicked into the call interface, and pressed three numbers.

In sight, the boy carrying the cake didn't move forward, but stopped not far from the store door.He pulled up the hood of his sweater to cover most of his face, facing Ji Zhai.Lin Yousheng couldn't discern his expression, but for some reason, she just saw a bit of depression and entanglement from the tall silhouette. The faded morning sun hit him, and the shadow was stretched very long.

After about three to five minutes, the man moved, Lin Yousheng became nervous, and approached the call button with his fingertips, but the boy just took a few steps forward, bent down and put the cake bag not far from the store entrance, turned around and left after a moment of hesitation up.

Lin Yousheng, who witnessed everything, was stunned.

I thought it was a crime movie, but I was ready to call the police. You told me it was pure love?

She scratched her toes in embarrassment, and hastily deleted the number on her phone.

Unintentionally prying into other people's privacy, after imagining a beautiful secret love, she turned around and wanted to leave.

But the moment she turned around, she heard a bang, the sound of the rolling shutter door being pulled open completely.

She turned her head in surprise, and was looking at Song Shi's eyes.

The plaque in the nearby store cast a shadow, enveloping her body, the wind blew past, and the hair shone into the sunlight, dyed with gleaming light. This picture made Lin Yousheng lose his mind, but the look in his eyes made her body go numb.

Song Shi was looking at her, that look was a warning to prying eyes.

They were more than ten meters apart, but Lin Yousheng still felt a chill from his heels to the top of his head.

She is now sure that Song Shi knew from the beginning that there was someone behind her.

Untimely, an image popped up in Lin Yousheng's mind, good and evil are divided into two sides, one side is an angel and the other side is a devil.A beautiful body, a corrupt soul.

This kind of one-sided judgment based on appearance and intuitive feeling made her even more curious about this neighbor.

She walked out from the corner and walked towards the shop called Jizhai.

"I was shopping over there and saw someone following you, so I thought..." She had just the right amount of embarrassment and bewilderment on her face.

Song Shi leaned against the door and looked at her, his eyes were still cold, but less aggressive.

"Don't mind your own business."

The person in front of him pinched his fingers nervously, "...Oh."

Lin Yousheng turned and left, Song Shi glanced at the cake on the ground next to him, and returned to the shop before the sun fell on his shoulders.

When the wind blew, the dust raised up covered the brilliance of the exquisite box. It seemed to assimilate a little with the surroundings, but it was still out of place.

Sixth Middle School, Class Seven, Grade Two.

"Brother Long, how was yesterday?"

Long Ye waved the smoke that floated over in boredom, and said in a dejected tone, "How about what?"

"Sister-in-law, didn't you buy a cake yesterday? Did you have a sweet time together..."

Long Ye didn't let him ask any further, and strode forward: "Class is over, let's go."

The younger brother was puzzled: "Eh? Why..." Zhang Yixuan patted him on the head, "Shut up."

"No, did I say something wrong?"

"They are hanging."

Although they are not good people, there is still a difference between the troubled teenagers at school and the marginalized people outside.Zhang Yixuan always felt that there was a deep gap between Song Shi and them, it was fine for Song Shi to come over, but if Long Ye went there for her, it would definitely not be a good thing.

The overall grades in No. [-] Middle School are not good, the source of students is poor, the atmosphere is poor, the teachers have no motivation, and the atmosphere of the whole campus is loose.When Long Ye and the others walked to the door of Class [-], the first class was already halfway through. A group of people walked into the classroom under the angry eyes of the English teacher, and the students in the class did not speak as usual.

English teacher Chen Li is young, unlike those elders who have accepted the reality, she still has a mass of passion in her heart. She threw the chalk: "Now you think it is cool to cut classes? Maybe in a year and a half, you will not even have the chance to skip classes." , At that time, see if you can still be so heartless and foolish..."

How could someone who could stay comfortably in this place be able to listen to such words? Seeing that the whole class was lying down, Chen Li felt panicked, threw away the chalk, and walked out of the classroom.

No one chased her, the worst science class in the worst school, because the teacher left, it became lively instantly.

"I don't know if Brother Long didn't come this morning. I heard that our class will have a new student tomorrow."

A group of people gathered around, "What did Old Chen say? Men and women, aren't they pretty?"

"I don't know, Lao Chen didn't say anything."

"He's transferred from Qi Shu again?" Qi Shu High School is a private high school in the south of the Yangtze River.Qi Shu's school is very unprincipled, and you can get in if you give money. Many students who are expelled from good schools will be sent in by their parents to get a high school diploma. Because of the poor source of students, Sixth Middle School has almost all the students who have been admitted. A half-baked student who doesn't go to a good school, so there is a saying among the students in Lanzhou that Qi Shu's exile point is the shelter of the sixth middle school.

Because of this similar composition of students, the two schools often "communicate with each other". For students, switching between the two schools generally means that they are not far from missing out.

"No way," said the boy, "I heard they were transferred from other provinces."

"Damn it, what must have happened, they were all exiled here? It seems that the possibility of being a girl is very slim, tsk."

"Don't be so fucking hungry all day, it's like spring."

"I want you to take care of it, let's have a fight..."

On the other side, Lin Yousheng had already returned to the rental house, and the things she bought at the wholesale market had been delivered, and she started to tidy up the house.

She brought water and cleaned it inside and out. The wind blew from the valley, blowing away the dust, and she felt much refreshed standing inside.The room was not big, but when she packed the bed, cabinets and all kinds of daily necessities, almost four hours had passed by looking at the time.

After all, the weather in the north is different from that in the south. She put on a coat, sat on the bed, and took out a stack of papers from her schoolbag. These were all the documents she needed to transfer to another school.

Looking at the "Ling'an Middle School Senior Two Class One" that was in the class column above, she kept tightening her five fingers until the paper was wrinkled.

During the years of following Lin Yuexia, she has experienced countless transitions from heaven to hell, and she has gotten used to the ups and downs in material life to the point where she can deal with them freely, but this time, she can't be calm.

When Lin Yuexia put the school transfer notice in front of her, she had only one thought, this woman, was going to crush her future.

Song Shi sat behind the cash register with his head down, holding a piece of wood in one hand and a knife in the other.In the light from the circle of the small table lamp, sawdust fell on the table little by little, and was pushed away by the slender white fingers before accumulating.

When looking at the wood in his hand, the indifference in Song Shi's eyes was replaced by concentration, without that terrifying sickness, just like an ordinary young man who got into his own world.

The facade of Jizhai is very small, only more than ten square meters, and there are several shelves neatly placed inside. The shelves are made of solid wood. They look old and have a heavy feeling brewed by time. The market is out of place.Jade bracelets in brocade boxes, folding fans on wooden supports, ancient bottles... and most of them are wood carvings with different shapes and unique styles.Those wood carvings are not big, but they are all complete and highly completed. From the details, it can be seen that the creator's craftsmanship is definitely not bad.

The store is in the shade, and there is no sun coming in after noon. Even with the door open, the location inside is still very dark because it is too deep.Song Shi sat between the rows of imitation antiques, surrounded by the faint scent of wood, his white hair was casually pulled up, and his face full of classical beauty was dyed with shining light under the lamp, which looked weird and strange. The irresistible beauty fits perfectly into the place.

Does this store belong to her? She can't afford this kind of thing.

The owner is a cook surnamed Xie, who is not young. I heard that the former owner of this shop had a relationship with her lover. The store is down.Later, when she met Song Shi, she asked Song Shi if he would look after this place for her, without asking performance, and getting paid every month.

So Song Shi stayed here for three years.

She still remembered that the river wind was very cold that day, and Xie Qingqiao said, "It's better to live than to die. Since no one remembers it, why do you want to make yourself suffer?"

She asked, "But I can't survive."

Xie Qingqiao's lover said: "Why don't you try it? Try walking around, try to wait for the arrangement of fate, something good will always happen."

Now that she tried it, fate did not have a good thing happen as she said, but after day after day of waiting and calmness, she gradually became numb.Her life is like those fake antiques on the shelves, seemingly flawless, but actually worthless, so it doesn't seem to matter whether it is broken today or tomorrow.

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I'm coming!I’m too busy to spare a lot of time recently, so I’m always too lazy to open the codeword software [Fuzu], it’s my laziness, I know it will be better when the professional courses are over, I’ll try my best to update, Thank you for every little cutie who clicked in, you can urge me, every time I see it, I am so motivated (?˙▽˙?)