God said I would meet you

"Have you had similar work experience before?"

At four o'clock in the afternoon, a bar in the city center hadn't even opened yet, so the store looked very deserted, with only a few full-time waiters cleaning.

The proprietress is a very temperamental sister, with flaming red lips and wine red stiletto boots highlighting the perfect leg lines.

"Yes, I used to help in the Qingba in high school," Zhang Xinli said, "No problem."

"I have recruited enough part-time jobs here." The proprietress moved her thick false eyelashes up and down, looked him up and down from head to toe, and said, "Full-time jobs can also be considered, shifts at four o'clock in the afternoon, and work until two o'clock in the morning."

For part-time jobs, you only need to work from 08:30 to [-]:[-] p.m. Zhang Xinli stood on the gleaming floor of the private room, with his eyes lowered, as if he was thinking: "Is it okay to work part-time?"

The bar here is really short of manpower, the proprietress saw that he was good-looking, good-looking, experienced and familiar, and said, "I said I don't want part-time jobs, the basic salary is [-], plus full attendance, drink commission and tips, how about it? "

This was the best condition he asked so far, but Zhang Xinli finally shook his head: "Forget it, thank you." After speaking, he turned and wanted to leave.

"Hey," the proprietress stopped him: "Are you a student? If you are afraid of delaying the class, you can report in advance. You can come at 05:30 on the day when there is a class."

This bar is more like a livehouse. There are no messy dancers. Most of the customers are young people. Usually, after 08:30, there will be a band stationed there. The most important thing is to be energetic and patient, and not to be foolish or coquettish. After some conversation, she was satisfied with Zhang Xinli, so she said a few more words.

"...Can this work?" After these few days of wasting, Zhang Xinli only had about 300 cash left. He really needed money: "I can go to work at four o'clock, but I get off work at twelve o'clock."

"Why?" The proprietress was puzzled, "Don't tell me you still have classes early in the morning?"

"No," Zhang Xinli said, "I...I have to go home."

He had to go back early, Lin Jinyu couldn't sleep without him.

The proprietress is a little upset, no one has so many requirements for a job as a waitress, before, she left 800 years ago, but there just happened to be a small music event in a few days, just to recruit people During the past few days, I interviewed a lot of people. Either their temperament was bad or their character was bad. They looked sloppy at first glance... Zhang Xinli's conditions were quite suitable in all aspects. In this way, let others be transferred to another class. It's not impossible.

After she lit a cigarette and thought for a few seconds, she made a decision and said, "The hourly salary can only be calculated as a part-time job. The monthly salary is [-] plus other commissions. I will start work tomorrow and try it out for three days. I don't know if it works or not."

"Thank you," Zhang Xinli said, "I know I'm asking too much, but I still want to ask you one thing..."

……

After Lin Jinyu finished her class, she saw Zhang Xinli leaning against the statue waiting for him when she came out from the door of the teaching building.

There was a lot of people around, but no one walked with him. Lin Jinyu came out, walked straight to him, and said, "I have asked someone to look for Shao Rong."

In the news about him, Shao Rong had already reported himself to the school of his grade. Lin Jinyu asked a few people in the same school of the skateboard club who had some friendship with him. .

It's a bit ironic to say that his classmates and roommates in the same department respect him at a respectful distance, but those in the skateboard club who skate together every day are willing to trust him a little... This is probably also Lin Jinyu's own fault. Since college, he has been too dissociated from the social circle outside.

At that time, his heart was like a piece of wood, and he didn't like to participate in dormitory dinners. Except for class, he went to the library by himself every day.If he was as playful, laughing and pretentious as he was in high school, and got along with the boys in the whole class, making everyone love to surround him, maybe not so many classmates would be affected by that rumor.

"Well," Zhang Xinli put away his phone, and walked with him along the path full of ginkgo trees: "When will I go find him?"

He has already told Lin Jinyu about his recording... But out of deep consideration of giving more positive hints, the recording he listened to Lin Jinyu did not include the last part.

That is a big killer, Lin Jinyu probably thinks that I have this kind of game in my hands, and I have a chance to win now, so I can't help but be contemptuous in my tone of speech: "Go as soon as you have news, the sooner the better," he gritted his teeth: " Now I can't wait to force Xiaojie to tear that dog into pieces."

"Okay, how many pieces do you like to unload?" Zhang Xinli walked side by side with him, and said as he walked, "I found something to do, and I will be back very late."

"Looking for something?" Lin Jinyu was a little surprised and asked, "What's the matter? You're not going back to school?"

"Not for the time being," Zhang Xinli said, "We don't have any classes in our major right now, just pass the end of the term. I... don't feel at ease."

He was worried about Lin Jinyu, although since he left home, Lin Jinyu showed nothing abnormal most of the time when he was with him, but the uncured depression was like an invisible bomb, Zhang Xinli didn't want to be away when the bomb exploded his side.

He has already made a mistake once.

"Jinyu," Zhang Xinli tentatively said, "Tomorrow...I'll take you to see it."

"What are you looking at?" Lin Jinyu walked forward quickly with a professional book in one hand: "An exhibition? A lantern?"

He was obviously joking, but Zhang Xinli was not in the mood to laugh: "Go...to the hospital."

Lin Jinyu stopped suddenly.

He turned his head, glanced at Zhang Xinli, then took the book and started walking again: "No need," Lin Jinyu said coldly, "I hope you don't continue to bring up some bad memories of me."

"That's not what I meant," Zhang Xinli took a few steps to catch up with him, "It's just..." It's just that you can't avoid medical treatment if you are sick, and you must see a doctor.

But now Lin Jinyu is very sensitive to the word "sick", Zhang Xinli dare not say it.

Lin Jinyu didn't look at him. After a while, he said, "I know what you're thinking, but... I don't want to go."

The wind blows the orange-yellow ginkgo around, and the golden fan leaves are like rain, also like autumn tears. Lin Jinyu stands in this swirling and falling leaves rain, and the curved leaves of the ginkgo brush against his eyebrows For a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "I really... don't want to go, it will make me very uncomfortable, I am trying my best, and I will try my best to get better."

"..." Zhang Xinli looked at his side face, which appeared sharper because he had lost a lot of weight. After a while, he raised his hand and stroked the back of his head, saying, "Don't think so much, let's talk."

"The most urgent thing is to solve the bad news about the jersey," Lin Jinyu said, "I've had enough."

There are only so many people in a school, different classes in the same class, and countless information can spread to every inch of the campus through the developed information network. When Lin Jinyu browses the posts every day, she can see new replies, almost all of which are filled with righteous indignation abuse.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Shao Rong didn't publish his photo, so that he could get a moment of peace while walking on the road like this.

……

At nine o'clock in the night, Lin Jinyu started to feel dizzy again. Zhang Xinli leaned on the bed and hugged him, making him lie on his chest under the quilt.

Lin Jinyu was obviously very uncomfortable. She pulled the quilt and half covered her head. She nestled in his arms like a kangaroo. Zhang Xinli put a pillow on his back, wrapped his arm around him, and used his mobile phone to check the rental information around him.

It's hard to find suitable housing, and most landlords don't accept short-term rentals for one or two months. Shao Rong's news came when Lin Jinyu was most uncomfortable.

It was the QQ that Lin Jinyu added but did not agree to at the beginning. This time, the other party sent a request to add friends.

Lin Jinyu was so dizzy, he glanced at it in a dizzy state, then took a picture of the phone to Zhang Xinli, closed his eyes and leaned into his chest again, and ordered, "Go back."

Zhang Xinli patted his back with the hand holding him, beckoning him to rest, unlocked his lock screen with his fingerprint, and sent Shao Rong a message: Shao?

The other party quickly admitted, and asked him what he wanted, Zhang Xinli typed and said: Your jersey was not stolen by that Lin Jinyu.

Shao Rong said: You are Lin Jinyu, right? It is not convincing to say this yourself.

The other party's mood was much calmer than he had originally thought, and he didn't yell at him or ask him to return his clothes. This surprised Zhang Xinli. Since he was full of school hangers a while ago, he seemed to vow to make people die socially. Judging from his behavior, Zhang Xinli originally thought he would be very excited.

Zhang Xinli said, "Whether it is convincing or not, you can tell after listening."

He typed a long paragraph to describe what happened, and when he finished typing, he coaxed Lin Jinyu to stand up and read. Lin Jinyu pulled the quilt over his head, leaned on Zhang Xinli as if he were the back of a grand master's chair, and browsed through the memorial. , by the way, scolded the eighteen generations of Zhao Wujie's ancestors without profanity, and clicked send.

The person on the other side didn't know if he had finished watching, so he quickly replied to the message, saying: That's it?Lin Jinyu, your story is well written.

Zhang Xinli typed: Not making up a story.Then he transferred the unedited complete recording to Lin Jinyu's phone and sent it.

That conversation lasted about four minutes. This time, there was no sound from the other side for a long time. About 10 minutes later, Shao Rong said: Did you record the audio?

His focus seemed a bit strange, Zhang Xinli said: What?

Shao Rong said: It's nothing, who is this recording of you and?Is that Xiaojie?It doesn't explain anything, didn't he keep saying that it had nothing to do with him?

Zhang Xinli typed: It doesn't matter. Why did he demonstrate that the surveillance has been destroyed?Can't hear the words?

Shao Rongdao: How do I know if you have asked your friends to act to fool me.

what do you wantZhang Xinli asked: You can confront Zhao Wujie on the spot, and you can hear if it is his voice.

Shao Rong said: I want to check the recording to see if there are any editing marks...Let's make an appointment, you just bring your phone and show me the original recording.