It's really cold today. By the time I realized this, I was already on my way to pick up the parcel on foot.

The courier to pick up is two skipping ropes, because Dabao personally selected them on Taobao, so she looks forward to it every day.

After knowing that the goods arrived, Dabao didn't sleep well the first night, and woke up two or three times to ask me if it was dawn.

said that I would wait until her father got off work to get it back, but Dabao was like sitting on pins and needles, all kinds of questions and anxious, I was really annoyed by her entanglement, so I simply walked to get it.

Actually, I also wanted to come out and take a walk.

Before I left the community, I found two taxis, quietly parked downstairs, it seems that the taxis are completely out of service.

Only the east gate of our community is open, and the other exits are equipped with railings, but fortunately I am not too fat, and I carefully rubbed out from the side of the railing.

The road, which usually flows endlessly, now seems deserted, with only the occasional car passing by. I looked around the bus stop for a while and decided to walk as planned.

I crossed Bixia Mountain Park, and because it was too cold, I didn't have the heart to enjoy the scenery up and down the mountain.

There are exercisers in the park, and there are people who have nothing to hang out, and there is even a family of three. Although they are all wearing masks, it is clear that some of them are wearing very dirty and old masks.

I subconsciously tried to keep a distance as much as possible, not wanting to have close contact with the passers-by I encountered.

When I was a child, I had a history of bronchitis for more than 10 years, and I was a patient with an underlying pneumonia disease, so I was even more afraid of this epidemic, not to mention that I still had children at home.

Strictly speaking, I shouldn't even go out.

After more than 20 minutes of dusty and shivering, I finally arrived at the back of the unit building.

The little fruit shop looked like it was open, but I didn't dare to go in. I hurriedly took my courier and pulled out my bicycle that had been parked in the unit for a long time, only to realize that I had forgotten to take my gloves.

I had to ride back, which was much faster than walking back. Also, you can take the opportunity to ride your bike back.

On the way back, Erbao called me several times because I threw one of her hemp ropes without asking her.

I needed to go around to the east gate to ride my bicycle into the community, so I simply stopped by the Shengda supermarket in the southeast corner of our community, because of the small size, I heard that it was always open.

When I got there, I realized that I was not allowed to enter casually, and I needed to wait outside, and only when I came out could I let in.

I looked inside the thick cotton curtain and the closed supermarket, and immediately turned and left. If you don't let in casually, you can't change the reality that the air inside is not circulating.

In the unlikely event that a virus-infected person enters, everyone who enters will be at risk of being infected. I wanted to buy some necessities, but I really didn't dare to risk it.

I dismantled the outer packaging of the express delivery downstairs at Lao Wang's house and threw it away. When she returned home and saw the new skipping rope, Erbao's mood immediately improved, and she no longer pursued her old hemp rope.

I carefully placed my big padded jacket, and after washing my hands and picked up my phone, I found that there was an unread WeChat message.

It's him, Yu Zecheng.

When I saw the news from him, my heart stopped beating for a moment. It's been a long time since I've heard from him, not even the slightest contact.

He is my netizen, and Yu Zecheng is his screen name. When we became netizens, I didn't know Lao Wang yet. It's been more than eight years now, but we've really never met.

Stay at home honestly and don't go out! Are you suffering from pneumonia and have no points in your heart?

After reading this news, my heart suddenly warmed. The way he spoke was like that, blunt and brutal, but I knew the kind of concern that couldn't be hidden.

Possibly, in this world, only he understands and cares about what I really am.

I didn't reply, I don't know if he was at work or at home at this time, and I didn't want to bother him recklessly.

In the first two years of becoming netizens, we chatted a lot, and I was even very familiar with his daily commute time. Every day, he would talk to me about where he went and what he did.

Just talking about everything, we both noticed something different. I even deleted him.

I was a little scared, after all, he was a family and a wife, and I didn't want to fall in love with him, but at that time I already had a deep sense of dependence on him.

After a long time, he sent another request for addition. After re-adding it, we didn't talk much about it again.

Slowly, it seems rusty, and sometimes I can't even remember this man. However, every time he sent a message out of the blue, it was still very easy to knock on my heart.

That's right, I really like him.