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Tang Zhi came to a two-story bungalow after following the old woman who seemed to be leaking air in her throat when she laughed.

The house is located at the edge of the city. Under the setting sun, the walls are yellowish, and the orange roof is covered with a thin layer of snow that reflects orange red.

"Mr. Nakajima, are you alright?" The old woman pushed open the wooden courtyard door and turned around to welcome the boy in. "He moved away from here a year ago. I heard that he opened a few convenience stores later, and the business was pretty good. Didn't expect him to remember this place."

Looking around at the yard, Tang Zhi nodded perfunctorily.A few clumps of weeds grew in a small place, and the gravel, tiles and bricks were discarded at random. It was obvious that no one cleaned it up for many years.

Looking at such a bleak scene, my heart couldn't stop sinking gradually.

It's even more dilapidated than expected.

On the night he came out of Yamamoto's house, he randomly entered a convenience store. He wanted to spend the night there, but he saw a temporary worker poster posted in the store, with an hourly wage of 900 yen.

Because he has never been short of money, and has never done odd jobs, he has a vague concept of the amount of money below one million. He doesn't know whether such a salary is too much or too little, but at least it can temporarily solve the livelihood problem.

Mr. Nakajima was at the cashier in the store at the time. After he made the request, Nakajima just glanced at him and tore up the poster behind the cashier without asking anything.

Later, when he heard that he had no place to live, he still didn't ask anything. The man gave him the old lady's contact information: "The place is small and shabby, just like a garbage sorting place."

After entering the house, the old lady led the boy through the dark corridor and up the narrow stairs: "What a coincidence, the tenant on the second floor just moved out the day before yesterday, otherwise there would be no room for you."

Tang Zhi glanced at the moldy patterned wallpaper, and tried to walk as close as possible to the guardrail.

Whether it is the light or the furniture, there is an old and gray color, the cracks on the ceiling, the tangled hair on the dark carpet, and the rust on the railing that seems to be falling off when you touch it. Wherever he went, it made him a little uncomfortable, and his whole body was full of uncleanness.

He never thought that there is such an area in a corner of the city, and everything he has experienced now is somewhat beyond the scope of his cognition in the past 19 years.

When we got to the second floor, we pushed open the narrow door on the right side of the stairs, and the old lady waved her hand in the air, as if trying to disperse the musty smell. She turned her head back with a smile, and said in a windy voice: " It’s a bit small, but it’s a central city area, and the fees are much cheaper than other places.”

The old woman stepped aside, and Tang Zhi walked to the door of the room. When he saw the cramped space, his breathing became depressed.

It's less than seven square meters, not half the size of the entrance of his house. Just looking at it makes people feel breathless.

"How is it?" The old woman carefully observed his expression, and saw the young man pursing his lips and staring at the room, as if dissatisfied, "The other rooms are full, this is the last one, if it is really not possible..."

Shaking his head, Tang Zhi held back his emotions, took out [-] yuan banknotes from the pocket of his red plaid coat, and handed them over with both hands: "I only have so much for the time being, and I will hand them over to you when I get paid."

From the moment we met, the old woman felt that the child had an unusual temperament. When he stood in the corridor, he looked like a shining golden treasure falling into the dust. The impression of him is naturally better.

"It doesn't matter." After she took the money, she smiled and said, "The tenants here change frequently, and they pay the rent once a week. This money is enough for you to live for half a month."

After saying goodbye to the old woman, Tang Zhi walked into the room where it was difficult to even turn around, and closed the door with his hands behind his back.

Step by step, he measured the length of the room with steps, bypassed the low plastic table in the middle, and came to the narrow window opposite the door.Turning the iron handle and pushing the window open, the cold winter wind immediately filled the room like a can of sardines.

Taking a deep breath, his eyes were slightly squinted by the cold wind, and the young man looked at the setting sun in the distance, feeling a little sad.

If these were the prices of freedom, he thought he could accept them.

It just takes a little getting used to.

Although it was cold with the window open, Tang Zhi didn't close it immediately because he wanted to dispel the musty smell accumulated in the room all year round.

He rolled up his sleeves and turned around, patted his cheeks with his cold hands to cheer himself up, looked around the small room, and began to tidy up the room.

In fact, there is nothing worth cleaning up in such a small place, it's just cleaning up the garbage left by the previous tenant.

On the first day of work, because I am not proficient in the process, I often make customers angry when working in a convenience store.

"Hey! I'm talking about you! Can you move faster? It's so slow to find change, why is your store..."

The sharp female voice stopped abruptly.

Tang Zhi stood in front of the cashier, hurriedly found all the change, and handed it to her: "Sorry, I've been waiting for a long time."

Taking the money angrily, the middle-aged woman glanced at him before leaving, then glanced again, and murmured unhappily before leaving with the bag: "Really, you look like this... I can't even scold him... "

Not noticing her change, Tang Zhi, who had never been yelled at by a stranger before, lowered his head, held back his tears, and continued to cashier for the next person.

Nakajima in front of the shelf cast a glance at the cashier counter. The boy buried his head very low, but he could still see the slightly red corners of his eyes, with a reluctant expression.

Withdrawing his gaze, the man continued to place the goods with a blank expression.

Returning to the rental house late at night, turning on the lights, and seeing the space of seven square meters, Tang Zhi felt so oppressed that he couldn't breathe.

Deliberately ignoring the loss and sadness in his heart, he wiped his eyes, dragged his backpack into the room, took out a kettle from the cabinet to boil water, and washed himself.

Bo Ye said that life can continue as it should.

After everything settled down, Tang Zhi slowly adjusted his mentality in life.

He is not the kind of person who can adapt well. When he went to BFour by himself, because he was not used to the unfamiliar environment, he often felt sad alone, and he was not in the best condition during training. It took more than a month to gradually get better.Falling from the clouds now, in addition to overcoming the huge sense of gap, it is very difficult to change his lifestyle and habits, but he never thought of asking others for help, especially Bo Ye.

On the one hand, self-esteem does not allow him to be weak, and he does not want to live dependent on men in the future; on the other hand, the sense of guilt reminds him all the time that if these are the consequences of betraying his family, he must experience them alone.At the same time, he also believes that it will be fine, everything will be fine, and all experiences will become valuable in the end.

On the last day of December, because there was no shift at night, he entered the staff locker room at six o'clock, ready to change and leave.

After changing his clothes, he took out his phone, only to see ten missed calls displayed on the screen, all from Bo Ye.

It is not allowed to touch the mobile phone during part-time work, so the mobile phone is not with me all the time.He quickly called back.

The phone rang and was connected.

The background sound on the phone was a bit noisy, and Bo Ye's voice sounded unpleasant: "Hey, where are you? Just looking at the phone now?"

"Hmm." Leaning his back against the dark blue employee cabinet, Tang Zhi avoided the question, "Sorry, I didn't pay attention."

It seemed that it was hard to say anything to him, Bo Ye said: "I'm at Narita Airport, I'm about to get on the plane, I wanted to see you before I left today..."

"When will you come back!" Holding the phone with both hands, Tang Zhi blurted out without thinking, and then realized that his tone was too eager, he coughed lightly, and said in a slow voice, "Go on."

After leaving home, Bo Ye became his only emotional sustenance. Although he didn't think about trouble or relying on him, the man felt different when he was in Japan or not. Once he left, it seemed that the world was taken away, and he felt uneasy. Nowhere.

Didn't miss the boy's suddenly raised voice just now, Bo Ye was pleased, and chuckled lightly: "Don't you want me?"

Tang Zhi pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Come back on the seventh." The airport announced that it was time to board the plane, Bo Ye glanced at the ticket, picked up his coat and got up, no longer teasing him, "I will find you then."

With his head down, Tang Zhi covered his eyes and whispered softly, "You... you will contact me when you get off the plane..."

In the bright hall of the airport, the man stopped suddenly, his arms hanging from the coat hung down, and he put the coat by his side instead, as if disarming and surrendering.Hearing the young man's soft voice full of attachment, his heart almost melted: "Then I won't leave, okay?"

After struggling for a moment, Tang Zhi bit his lower lip and shook his head: "Go back first, I don't have time to accompany you, there are many things at home during the Spring Festival."

"Baby..." Bo Ye suddenly sighed, and there was something in the words: "I won't let you wait too long, just hold on for a while."