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Wu Jing'an waved his hand, "Don't tell me, I've already made an appointment with someone, and you have to mess up the plan again, okay, it's rare for you to go home and be a filial son."

The smile on Xu Hui's face was broken, and he drove home after saying a few more words.

There is nothing special about dinner alone, so Wu Jingan just ordered a bowl of noodles and let it go.

After shifting at one o'clock in the morning, he went to bed just after nine o'clock in the evening and called Xu Hui.

There is a lot of noise over there, I don't know if it is at home or outside.

Xu Hui said: "I won't go there tomorrow, you can buy whatever you want, don't be reluctant."

Wu Jing'an's current salary plus bonuses can be mixed up to seven or eight thousand a month. How about a big power plant?

Xu Hui didn't know which door had his head caught, but he actually handed over his salary card to him, euphemistically saying that it's only natural for a wife to take care of money.

Wu Jingan picked up the wooden spoon and was about to hit him on the head.

The wife manages the money, the "wife" doesn't even know what job you do!

After all, Wu Jingan didn't return the money to him.

Spending the money of two people together is really a bit like living at home.Besides, like Xu Hui, he really doesn't like this salary.

After talking on the phone for a few words, there was a lot of noise over there, so Wu Jingan quickly hung up the phone.

Xu Shi had been tossing all day, he fell asleep quickly, and the alarm clock rang in the middle of the night, exactly twelve o'clock.

It took 2 minutes to wake up from sleepiness, 8 minutes to get dressed, brushed teeth and washed face, went downstairs, rolled out his bicycle, and rushed to the factory in 10 minutes.Put on the facial mask and go to the scene, another night of surveillance.

The eldest brother who supervised the plate with him was surnamed Zhang. He held a space cup filled with chrysanthemum tea every day, and he could drink three or four cups of it a night. It was one liter. I don’t know how his stomach could bear it.I saw that old brother Zhang went to the toilet for a while, running happily.

Without taking his eyes off his plate, Wu Jing'an asked with his body tilted, "Brother Zhang, don't you feel tired after a while? Drink less."

Brother Zhang had a cunning smile on his face, glanced at no one around, and said in a low voice, "Stupid, it only takes more than ten minutes to go to the toilet. If I go a few more times, I won't be in prison for a while! Just drink some water." What, you have been here for a short time, you don’t understand, and you will be imprisoned obediently overnight, and soon, you will become the second Yu Qiang.”

The story of Yu Qiang had already been heard in the factory. He had been the chief supervisor for several years and supervised the disk for several years. Finally, he vomited old blood on the disk and was sent to the hospital.

Wu Jing'an deeply lamented the harmonious coexistence of this policy and countermeasures, and had to admire the practical experience that Lao Zhang had explored for many years.

MD, tomorrow he will bring a two-liter cup!

Old Brother Zhang took a big sip of Quhuo tea leisurely and contentedly, and began to gossip, "Xiao Wu, how are you spending the Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow?"

Wu Jingan said: "That's not the case. I eat enough for one person and the whole family is not hungry."

Brother Zhang smiled, "Don't you have a girlfriend yet? I said that there are many post-90s in our factory, and those who can come in have good conditions. Have you ever thought of chasing one?"

Wu Jingan curled his lips, "We can't afford those proud girls. There were no seats in the cafeteria that day, so I sat next to a girl. Before I sat down, guess what she said?"

Brother Zhang: "What did you say?"

Wu Jing'an: "As soon as my butt touched the bench, she jumped up like a spring and asked me--what do you want to do? Damn, I was in the cafeteria with fried dough sticks and a bowl of porridge. What can I want to do?!"

Brother Zhang covered his stomach and laughed for a long time, "That's right, those girls are too delicate to live. Otherwise, I'll introduce you to a girl from my elder brother's family who is three years younger than you and works at the post office." , if you agree, I will make arrangements."

Wu Jing'an let out a long breath, good guy, he made a big circle and waited here!

Alas, there are too many warm-hearted aunts and uncles these days, and you can meet such matchmakers wherever you go.

Wu Jingan rarely looked away from the board, lowered his head in frustration, and stopped talking for a long time before saying: "Brother Zhang, to tell you the truth, in fact, I am sick."

Old Brother Zhang turned to look at him in surprise, "Are you sick? What's wrong?"

Wu Jingan said with difficulty: "I...in the future, I will not be able to have children."

Even at a distance of one or two meters, he could hear Brother Zhang's exaggerated inhalation.

From now on, he, Wu Jing'an, was insulated from such things as introducing a partner.

After work, he went back to the dormitory to take a shower, thinking that it would be fine to go back, so he simply fell asleep here.

Their dormitory is still very good, it is like a standard hotel room, two people share a room, TV, shower, air conditioner, network cable are all available, when Xu Hui is not at home, he is not in a hurry to go back, the roommate will take over his shift , just not to delay each other's rest.

This time I slept until one o'clock in the afternoon, and it was time for my roommate to get off work, so he was not bad here, packed up and rode his little two-wheeler back home.

There was no news from Xu Hui for half a day, and Wu Jingan didn't want to disturb his family reunion, so he went shopping in the supermarket by himself.

A wide variety of mooncakes were blowing vigorously while taking advantage of the last sliver of warmth, and the shopping guides tried their best to sell gift boxes that were more valuable than mooncakes. Wu Jingan wandered to the book section thinking of using them to pass the time.

While picking it up, a woman next to her was whispering to her friend, and Wu Jingan glanced at it indifferently.

The hand turning the page stopped there, and he stared blankly at the line of words.

I no longer have the desire to read.

He lowered his head, pretending to read carefully.After the girl and his friend walked past him, he quietly put down the book and walked towards the exit of the supermarket with a solemn expression.

Deliberately avoiding him, often backfired, the girl still saw him at the checkout place.

"Angkor."

Wu Jingan's heart tightened, and he turned his head helplessly.

The girl is very young, 21 or [-] years old, with a simple ponytail, a pure white dress wrapping a good figure, and a face...

And that person, very similar.

In a nearby cafe, the girl kept smiling. She said, "Angkor, I didn't expect it to be you. I didn't dare to recognize you at first, so I looked at it for a while before trying to call out."

Wu Jing'an nodded, and said "hmm" expressionlessly.

The girl seemed unable to see his embarrassment, and continued, "You still haven't changed much, just as I remembered."

The Wu Jing'an in her memory was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, youthful, passionate, and in full bloom. Now ten years have passed, how could it be the same.

Even her, if it wasn't for the face that resembled him, Wu Jingan wouldn't dare to recognize her.

The girl said, "How are you now?"

Wu Jingan: "Very good."

The girl pursed her lips, as if mustering up a lot of courage, "My brother - he is still alone."

Wu Jingan narrowed his eyes, and his heart tightened involuntarily.

In the end, he was mentioned.

The teenage love affair ten years ago was playing on the glass window in front of him like a movie.

Jing Cheng had a clean and pure smile on his face, and the first words he said to him were hello in the golden September where new year slogans were hanging everywhere.

Jing Cheng stood in front of the school sculpture and raised his hands to make the exact same gesture, Jing An, look, do I look like a revolutionary martyr?

When Jing Cheng was scolded at the school cafeteria for jumping in line to beat the two of them, he turned his head and blinked at him, smiling like a rat who stole sesame oil.

Jing Cheng raised the bench and threw it at the big old man, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth to block him, and stared fiercely at four or five people who came with bad intentions.

Jing Cheng and him sang a song together at the school's welcome party, each with a microphone, and when they looked at each other and smiled, they buried their deep affection in their hearts.

All those good and sour memories came to his mind, and that person seemed to appear vividly in front of his eyes.

The girl said: "It was so good at that time, you, my brother and I, the three of us walked around the mountain road for a long time to evade the fare before arriving at the park. Do you remember that road, but now the park does not require tickets. The road we developed was probably full of grass. Later, you always sneaked away and refused to take me. I was so angry that I cried for two hours. You even bought three big posters at the small shop to coax me. Angkor, I sometimes think, if... if those things hadn't happened, the three of us would still be friends now."

Wu Jingan didn't want to answer this hypothetical question, picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, the bitterness of the coffee was diluted by the milk, and the original aroma could not be found.

Those things at the beginning left indelible wounds in everyone's heart.

Jing Cheng was taken away and moved soon. Before leaving, Jing Cheng's younger sister Jing Yi asked the hospital to visit him once.

In just 2 minutes, she only said three sentences.

Angkor, we're moving.

Angkor, my brother was locked up by my father.

Angkor, why do they all use ugly words to scold you and my brother? What bad things have you done?

The ten-year-old girl couldn't understand what the adults meant by being insane and a wicked scum, so she could only stand outside her brother's door, crying and asking him over and over again what he had done wrong.

Jing Cheng didn't know, and neither did Wu Jing'an.

Ten years later, they still haven't found the answer.

If you did something wrong, you should be punished like this.

Jing Yi sighed softly, as if to put an end to this sad past, she said: "Our family is all in City A, and my brother also went to college there. His parents are old and don't want him to go far away. I found a job there. My parents passed away one after another three years ago, I found a job in City B, and I will be leaving in a few months. My brother is the only one left at home."

Wu Jing'an looked up at her in confusion, not understanding what she meant by these words.

The girl smiled, "I don't know if it's fate, I can meet you even if I don't come to S city to find friends. Angkor, I have hardly seen my brother smile for so many years. I know, he has always had a good life. Unhappy. Can you imagine, that day in the subway he heard someone yell—Jing An, and he chased that blurred figure out of the car, and he didn’t even hear how many times I called him.” Pause Suddenly, the girl said, "Angkor, I used to be young and didn't understand some things. I introduced a few girls to him just like my parents. It's stupid, isn't it? But now that I've grown up, I only hope that my brother will To be happy and happy, the one who is by his side is the person he loves from the bottom of his heart. Nothing else is important."