The journey back was lonely, without the inner throbbing and joy that I had when I first left.

The landlord who drove the car: "Eh, you guys talk to me, I'm bored." ”

All three of us were dazed, and neither of us bothered to bother with him.

"If you don't talk to me again, I'm going to fall asleep. ”

"Shall I have a meeting?"

"Ouch, you two ran for a day yesterday and took a break today. Eh, let me tell you a story. ”

"Okay, go ahead, listen up. ”

"When I was a child, I lived in a hutong.

Once, early in the morning, a car came to the alley, followed by a tricycle, pulling a pile of furniture, and stopped in a dusty courtyard for a long time......

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