my sick white moonlight

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Unit 72-2, Unit 8, No. 2 Xihe Branch Road.

Shi Zhiqing read the house number once, and at the dilapidated stairway, looking at the blue and black ink writing on the crumpled letter paper in her hand, she confirmed that it was this place, that's right.

The address of Zhang Youming's residence was obtained after asking someone for a long time.

Before Shi Zhiqing came here, she had done a good job of psychological preparation. She was a high school classmate whom she hadn't seen for a long time, and she just wanted to thank him again for saving her mother. She is 27 years old, so she should not be awkward, and she should be more mature.

However, the hand that raised the knock was still hanging in the air, and the rusted iron door was roughly opened.

The person who came out was a middle-aged man, his white shirt had been soaked yellow with sweat, the hem of his trousers was covered with mud, and further down were sneakers that were incompatible with the top and could not be seen in any color.

A lazy voice came from the living room. "It's hard for a god to tell a child's fate. Fate is a broad road, and life is a rough path. It's all predestined. It depends on luck. It depends on luck. Fate, fate."

The middle-aged man ignored the people inside, glanced at Shi Zhiqing, shook his head, and said to him, "He's not very good at fortune-telling."

He took Shi Zhiqing as a fortune teller.

Shi Zhiqing was taken aback, when did Zhang Youming start doing this?Shi Zhiqing nodded politely, and smiled at the middle-aged man.

He is a highly educated person, and he generally doesn't believe in these strange things.

"Help me close the door, and throw away the garbage in the corridor by the way." Another voice came from inside.

The middle-aged man glanced at the garbage bag at the entrance of the corridor, he was suffocating, he kicked the plastic bag over, and all the strange-colored papers scattered out, Shi Zhiqing could see it. Scalp tingling.

He backed off a little.

I haven't seen Zhang Youming in these years, so I don't know what kind of person he is now.

But when he thought of his mother on the hospital bed, and urged him to take Xiaozhang to see her, Shi Zhiqing couldn't help it.His impression of Zhang Youming was still the same as when he graduated from high school, with a cropped cut and full of sports equipment, not to mention how sunny and energetic he was.

But now, he actually opened a funeral shop and is still telling fortunes.

Shi Zhiqing was afraid, afraid that at Zhang Youming's age of 27 or [-], he would live like a little old man.

Sometimes disillusionment can be as hurtful as a catastrophe.

"The fortune teller only takes one order a month, and come back next month."

Shi Zhiqing was still laying there with her head down thinking, when she heard the people inside talking again, she suddenly raised her head, startled.

The person in front of him had an unshaven beard, a slight limp on his left foot, and was barefoot. His toes were tightly gripping the floor, making the blue veins on the back of his feet particularly obvious.

It was Zhang Youming who was right, he likes to play barefoot, and when he is nervous, his toes grab the ground.

It's okay, it's okay, she's wearing home clothes, not the Taoist clothes that Shi Zhiqing imagined, and most importantly, that face is still as handsome and charming as ever.

Shi Zhiqing thought of a word, decadent beauty.This kind of decadent uncle face seems to be quite popular recently.

"Why is it you?" Zhang Youming turned around when he saw who was coming, and walked to the dining table in a rather awkward manner, and sat on the chair.

Shi Zhiqing was stunned for two seconds before closing the iron door and following in.

"My mother asked me to come. Is your leg okay?" Shi Zhiqing asked softly.

The situation was a little better than Shi Zhiqing imagined, and she didn't use those social expressions in an unfamiliar manner.

Zhang Youming picked up the transparent glass, took a sip of water, and said, "That's it, it's good."

"I go back to Shijiawan every year." Shi Zhiqing knew that Zhang Youming's legs were not in good condition, at least walking with a normal person, there was still some difference. for what.

When Zhang Youming pushed Shimu away, he was hit by a car, and his leg fell to the root of the disease. He had promised to apply for the same place for the college entrance examination, but he did not fulfill his promise.

In the future, Zhang Youming just seemed to be avoiding Shi Zhiqing, he was not there every time he went to find him, or he had various reasons to evade, and in the next few years, he simply changed his contact information.

"It's good to go back often." Zhang Youming said softly.

"I'm looking for you." Shi Zhiqing was very angry and aggrieved, how could a benefactor leave as soon as he said it, and disappear as soon as he said he would disappear.

Zhang Youming paused for a few seconds, not knowing what he was thinking, moved his lips a few times, and finally opened his mouth: "Are you and Guo Li okay?"

Guo Li, one of the three at the time, later went to the same university as Shi Zhiqing, and was admitted to a community hospital after graduation.

"How can I get along with her? People who grew up wearing crotch pants together." Shi Zhiqing was speechless. When he was in high school, he had said countless times that it was impossible to get along with Guo Li.

It was only at this time that Zhang Youming looked at Shi Zhiqing, Shi Zhiqing didn't change much, just looked at the appearance slowly, and spoke one by one.

"Are you married? If you work in a hospital, it's easy to find someone." Zhang Youming asked.

"I'm not married, so I don't want to look for it." Shi Zhiqing said angrily, he had been in the closet for many years, so he was talking about marriage. "I came to see you today because I have something to do. My mother is in the hospital. When are you free? She wants to see you."

"Is Shi Niang in poor health?" Zhang Youming asked.

"The tumor is undergoing chemotherapy." Shi Zhiqing lowered her voice. "What about you, have you been alone all these years?"

"Yeah, I'm used to it."

Zhang Youming grew up eating a variety of meals, and he was also one of the few people with a foreign surname in Shijiawan. His parents passed away in a car accident, so they left him an old house.

At that time, he had just entered junior high school, and lived next to Shi Zhiqing and the others. Shi's mother felt sorry for her, and basically brought him a share of the cooking, and basically let him sleep in the same room with Shi Zhiqing on rainy days.

"I heard from my mother that you dropped out of school when you were a freshman?" Shi Zhiqing seemed to have thousands of questions at this moment. During the eight years that he hadn't seen each other, what exactly was Zhang Youming doing alone? Why is it... It seems that he suddenly opened a funeral shop in Yuyun, and he also has fortune-telling.

"Ah."

"I heard from Sister Li that the business in your shop is not good, and you are often robbed by the blind man next door Wang Erer?" But Shi Zhiqing can find out any news about Zhang Youming.

"Ah."

But it seems that Zhang Youming is not very interested in talking to Shi Zhiqing.

"Are you going to do this for the rest of your life?"

"Ah."

Seeing Zhang Youming's attitude, Shi Zhiqing suddenly lost her temper, suddenly raised her voice, and said in a bad tone: "Zhang Youming, you have no heart."

Zhang Youming was stunned for two seconds, regained his composure, and said calmly: "I don't have any skills. I earned some money from part-time jobs before, and I am quite satisfied with opening a shop with a face."

"How will you marry a wife in the future?"

Zhang Youming smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "Why do other girls like me with leg problems? I don't have a proper job yet, and most people look down on me."

"Then do you have someone you like?" Shi Zhiqing asked tentatively.

"Have."

Shi Zhiqing's heart suddenly fell blank. It turned out that Zhang Youming had always liked a girl, but because of his leg problem, he was afraid that they would not accept him.

Thinking of this, Shi Zhiqing lost interest, and the joy of talking to Zhang Youming instantly lost a bit.

He had a crush on Zhang Youming for ten years.

A heart has already been riddled with holes, since Zhang Youming did not apply for the same college entrance examination with him.

Zhang Youming is like a betrayer, carrying the secret about love, flying away and disappearing.