don't you regret

In fact, Zhuang Song is still in Jiangzhou.

Although he is indeed preparing to leave, but he still has a kitten, and he has a family with him. The pet consignment thing is there, and it is impossible to run so fast anyway.

It's just that his rent has just expired and hasn't been renewed, so he told the landlord not to renew the rent, and just asked him to come and check things first.

The lease was canceled because the instructor mentioned in the group two days ago that their project had a half-year pilot experiment at a freight station in a city on the southeast coast.

It is necessary to have graduate students who understand the project from the school to follow. Zhuang Song, as the backbone of the project, was the first to be asked about his willingness.

It’s okay to go or not. At first, Zhuang Song thought that Gu Di was in Jiangzhou, so he was not very willing to go, but after yesterday’s incident, he had nothing to hesitate, and he decisively signed up with the tutor.

These days, in order to avoid Gu Yan, the cat is fostered at Xiaohan's house. Zhuang Song lives in a hotel near Xiaohan's house. There are still some unpacked things at home, and the landlord will send them to him when the time comes.

As for the reason why Zhuang Song was able to predict that Gu Yan would come to him and avoid him——

Because Qiuri sent him a message in the morning: Brother Zhuang, I can understand that you are angry, but Brother Gu should be sincerely repenting this time, and ran back to find you directly, so you should give him a chance.

Zhuang Song took a look and thanked the autumn colander.

Without further ado, I just pack up the things and run away with the cat.

"Do you really don't want to see him that much?" the scorching sun asked.

The two of them were strolling from the downstairs of Xiaohan's house to the hotel that Zhuang Song booked. Before renting the house in the small town, Zhuang Song planned to live here, and it wouldn't be long, two or three days.

"What are you doing seeing him, embarrassing myself?" Zhuang Song asked back.

"It's true." The scorching sun said.

I can feel the scorching sun and stop talking, as if I want to ask Zhuang Songzhen if this is the end?It looks a lot like they just had a fight and got back together after a few days.

Zhuang Song understands that any bystander will probably think so.

After all, he withdrew too quickly. He looked like he liked it before, but after a day, he turned into this cold and avoiding look, which even surprised him.

But it is true, the love has been lingering for a long time, relying on some self-deception and memories to persevere, but what Gu Yi said yesterday made him understand that Gu Yi can have no respect for him when he is angry.

What's more, he has been seriously by Gu Yi's side for seven years, and he only dared to mention it once, and was rejected "together". From Gu Yi, it turned out that he could easily take it out for him to delete. Friend's chips.

Even if it was an angry word, Gu Yan did say it.

The things he cherished were so casual in Gu Di's eyes, but they were so casual and refused to be given to him before.

He didn't want to recall the feeling of death when he heard that sentence, but he didn't care about it because of the joy of the knife.

I just feel that my previous self is unnecessary.

Perhaps Gu Di himself could not have imagined that what wiped away Zhuang Song's last attachment to him was actually just a few light words.

Just like he once lightly brought Zhuang Song countless heartbeats and losses.

-

Three days later, the house was selected and the formalities were completed, and Zhuang Song moved to the new city.

A small southern city near the sea, where you can wear short sleeves all year round if you want, and the air will always carry the salty smell of sea breeze.

Zhuang Song grew up in the inland. The seaside city is a new experience for him. He has always resisted changes, but this time he likes it unexpectedly.

The rent here is less than one-fifth of that in Jiangzhou. Zhuang Song rented a very good one-bedroom apartment for one-third of the previous rent.

His cat also likes the new home very much. The room is twice the size of the single room in Jiangzhou, allowing it to mess around unscrupulously.

The freight station for the pilot experiment is more than 20 minutes away from the new home by bicycle, and there are many small shops along the way.

Although Zhuang Song still doesn't understand the local dialect at all, but relying on gestures and a super nice smile, on the first day he went to the freight station, he bought a breakfast that was twice as big as he thought and half the price .

The first time he went to the freight station, the instructor gave him the contact information of a young clerk and asked him to take Zhuang Song to identify him.

Zhuang Song sent a message to the clerk and made an appointment to meet at the gate of the freight station.

When I went to the place, I saw a fat and friendly boy wearing glasses standing at the door. Zhuang Song waved to him, indicating that he was a student from Jiangzhou who came to follow the project.

Unexpectedly, the young clerk saw him and rubbed his eyes fiercely. Just when Zhuang Song was puzzled by the other party's reaction, he had already run over and asked expectantly, "You, you, you...can you play League of Legends?"

Zhuang Song was taken aback, this question was very strange, he thought to himself, could this be a traditional team building project of the freight station?Then he's pretty good at it.

He nodded: "Yes."

To his surprise, the young clerk's eyes lit up: "So you are the first assistant in the national server! Kitten's claw, right! I said I saw you at the live broadcast ceremony a few days ago!"

Zhuang Song was dumbfounded. Behind the big iron gate of the freight station, someone asked him if you are a kitten's claw. This scene is quite magical.

For the first time in his life, he had the feeling that he was also a celebrity, and nodded in surprise and confusion: "It's me."

"My God! I admire you so much!" The boy rushed over with a groan, trying to put Zhuang Song on the shoulder.

Zhuang Song was startled, and just about to dodge back, the boy who raised his hand half way suddenly muttered, "No, my mortal hands can't touch the noble body of the God of Assistance."

Then put his hand down again.

Zhuang Song: "..."

"Wow, you are really my idol. I also play support, but I'm good." The boy was very excited, "God Claw, you can call me Xiao Zhou. From today on, if you have anything to do at this freight station Come to me, and I will take care of it for you."

Zhuang Song: "...No, you can call me Zhuang Song."

Xiao Zhou seemed rather regretful that he could not call God by his name, but after he interpreted this behavior as "God's incognito", he became happy again.

Originally, as a social fear, Zhuang Song was quite worried that he would not get along with the staff at the freight station. After all, he could not understand the local dialect, so he would not come to trouble.

However, after successfully gaining the favor of the clerk Xiao Zhou as an idol, he immediately felt like a fish in water at the freight station, because Xiao Zhou was very popular, so the seniors who did the pilot experiment at the freight station were also very kind to Zhuang Song, Zhuang Song Soon won the title of "Standing Grass".

"Zhancao, do you have time to live broadcast? Does the rented house have internet? If there is no internet, I will give you an annual broadband subscription." Xiao Zhou came over during the lunch break and said enthusiastically.

"There is internet and there is internet, don't worry about it." Zhuang Song said quickly, but he didn't quite believe it, "Do you really want to watch my live broadcast?"

"Of course I really want to watch it!" Xiao Zhou said immediately, "I've watched every one of your anchor matches many times!"

This surprised Zhuang Song, but considering that he wanted to stay here for half a year without any other entertainment activities, it would not be impossible to start a live broadcast.

Although he doesn't like to show his face, it's fine if he doesn't turn on the camera or microphone at worst.

Xiao Zhou also said: "We still have several fans of yours! Why don't I ask them to come and get to know you!"

This time the autistic Xiaozhuang was so frightened that Erkang held his hand, and backed away again and again: "No, please don't, thank you, thank you."

Although he unexpectedly met fans at the freight station, Zhuang Song was not in a hurry to start the live broadcast that night. He had just arrived in the new experimental area, and there was a lot of data to be done. The initial workload was heavy, and he had to work overtime when he got home. to get.

And in order to maximize the efficiency of the real car test, he had better run the program at home, at least to make sure that there are no visible running bugs, which also means that he has to continue writing code after returning home.

Besides, he really doesn't want to play the game very much. When he plays the game, he will see some familiar IDs. He is not so detached when he is calm and calm. It would be better to consciously avoid it.

After finishing everything that night, after eleven o'clock, Zhuang Song was about to rest, and only turned on his phone before going to bed to read WeChat messages.

Both the scorching sun and the autumn day sent messages to greet him. How does it feel to be in the new city? Are you still used to it?

Zhuang Song replied "very good" to both of them.

In addition, the clerk Xiao Zhou also sent a message to Zhuang Song, fully expressing his love for Zhuang Song. After Zhuang Song replied, he said that the idol was so slow to return. Zhuang Song replied with an expression of [covering face], saying code code Time to mute the phone.

Xiao Zhou immediately expressed his understanding, saying that you should put your studies first, the God of Assistance, so I will not bother you here.

Looking at these messages, Zhuang Song was suddenly a little dazed. In the past few months, except when he was arguing, his mobile phone was almost always on, including midnight, so as not to miss the call after eating chicken in the middle of the night.

Every time he heard the sound of WeChat, he popped up to read the news, and lost interest immediately when he found that it was not the person he wanted to read.

I found it very comfortable after turning off the mute for the past two days. I was never tied up by anyone, and I no longer needed to get emotional because of the sound of the phone.

Relaxed and enjoyable like never before.

-

Zhuang Song still has some luggage in Jiangzhou, he asked the landlord to send it to him when he is free.

When Zhuang Song lived there, he helped the landlord water his flowers every day. The landlord's grandma lived not far from here, and occasionally Zhuang Song would help deliver something, so the two of them had a good personal relationship.

So on the weekend, the landlord made a voice call for him to help him clean up, so that he would not miss things.

"You said you were in such a hurry to move." The landlord was pretty talkative, complaining while cleaning up, "It means you met someone as nice as me, otherwise who cares where your luggage is, right?"

"Well, thank you brother." Zhuang Song said with a smile.

"Hi, you're welcome, we are all friends." The landlord said, "Oh, by the way, a man has been coming to you these days, saying that he is your friend, that you have a schoolbag with him, and asking me where you have been. , I ignored him."

"It's about your age, looks good, and has a sweet mouth, but you still have to be vigilant. Do you know this person? If you don't, I'll call the police next time he comes."

Zhuang Song was stunned for a while, and then wanted to laugh.

Someone suddenly appeared in the conversation and he almost missed it. He didn't expect to be able to show his presence in front of him in such a way that he was caught off guard, but it was more because he couldn't keep up with the landlord's magical brain circuit.

Although I wanted to watch the landlord call the police for a little bit, but in the end I thought it was fine.

"I know, don't worry." Zhuang Song said.

"Oh, that's fine." Hearing what he said, the landlord opened up the chatterbox freely, "That kid really cares about you, he runs to my place every day and stays there for hours, but you don't care if you say you care so much. It's weird to contact you by yourself. What's the relationship between you two, creditor? Fan? An ex who hasn't had a relationship yet?"

"Brother, don't open your mind so much." Zhuang Song smiled, "It doesn't matter, just an ordinary friend."