Lin Xiaoyao came home and was bored. Such quiet late nights were her most fearful moments, with no work, no friends, no family filling her life, and she was afraid that those memories would invade her again.

Uneasiness surrounds her, making her can't help but think of the smell that makes her calm and familiar, the uncle who gave her a cigarette, smelling the smell of him, and the messy heart will always slowly calm down.

Lin Xiaoyao took out his mobile phone, flipped out the address book, copied and pasted it in the WeChat Add Friends column, a sunny image jumped out, Lin Xiaoyao bit his finger and thought for a while before clicking Add.

After a while, the WeChat prompt sounded and remembered, Lin Xiaoyao looked at it, and the man passed her to add. Lin Xiaoyao was a little excited holding his mobile phone, raised his hand, and typed: "Uncle, uncle, it's me, the one who smoked your cigarette." ”

"Yes, I know. The other party's reply was crisp and neat.

"......" Lin Xiaoyao was speechless for a while.

Lin Xiaoyao thought for a while, and typed again: "You also work in the administrative center, remember to bring me cigarettes tomorrow." ”

"Yes, I know. The man's reply was the same again, which made Lin Xiaoyao wonder if this was an automatic reply.

Lin Xiaoyao entered tentatively again: "Uncle, you are working on the few floors of the administrative center, can I go directly to you tomorrow to get it." ”

This time, Lin Xiaoyao's suspicious automatic reply was finally denied, and the man did not reply.

Lin Xiaoyao was in the process of typing and deleting, and successfully fell asleep. In six years, this is the first time that Lin Xiaoyao has not been attacked by nightmares.

After a good night's dream, Lin Xiaoyao woke up in disbelief and patted his face, as if to confirm that this was true. Feeling the pain, Lin Xiaoyao smiled, "It's good!

Lin Xiaoyao hurriedly flipped out his mobile phone, opened the man's WeChat, and typed: Good morning. Then he hummed a little song and walked to the unit.

As soon as he arrived at the unit, Lin Xiaoyao flipped out his mobile phone, but he didn't see the man's reply, and the good mood that had accumulated in the morning slowly weakened.

Lin Xiaoyao opened the chat interface again, ready to enter, thought about it and deleted it, Lin Xiaoyao tilted his head, and suddenly a plan came to his mind, opened the transfer page, transferred 88 yuan, left a message, cigarette money, check.

Lin Xiaoyao hugged the mobile phone and smiled, but he was really beautiful by his little cleverness.

A few minutes passed, but the man still didn't reply, Lin Xiaoyao tossed and turned with his mobile phone, and finally couldn't help it, turned 188 over, and left a message: Uncle, today's cigarette money.

The man still didn't reply, Lin Xiaoyao lost all his good mood, and his heart felt as uncomfortable as if he was scratched by something, gritted his teeth, and transferred 888 to the past, uncle, don't deny it, I will give you a month's cigarette money.

After a while, the man finally responded, Lin Xiaoyao opened the chat page, and there was an 8888 transfer record, with the following: Don't make trouble, I'm busy.

In an instant, Lin Xiaoyao felt that her heart exploded, and those words seemed to have a man's unique and beautiful voice, like a spring breeze blowing through her ears, Su Su was numb, and her heart was soft like water in an instant. She seemed to finally understand what was going on with the girl's heart bursting when people were shouting at the old man.

Lin Xiaoyao didn't collect the money, and replied: Okay. Lin Xiaoyao looked at the chat history repeatedly and kept giggling. Lin Xiaoyao frowned and thought about it as if he had thought of something, opened the man's WeChat note, and carefully typed: "Medicine!"