The place where I quarreled was not far from where I lived, and I ran back home almost a few steps, and sat down on the bed without the lights on. The moonlight came in through the window, and the balcony lit up with my and Li Baitian's clothes, casting strange reflections in the room. I don't have a habit of being afraid of the dark, the darkness makes people feel quiet.

My heart is very chaotic, I don't know what I'm thinking, I'm angry or sad, I can't tell the difference. What kept flashing back in my head was Li Baitian's sentence "like you" and the moment when I pumped his mouth.

That mouth was indeed subconsciously pumped out, but I don't regret pumping him, he just owes pumping, and it's too little to smoke one. In fact, most people know what is good and bad in their hearts, but these moral standards are used to restrain others, and they are indulged when they come to themselves.

It's like Li Baitian, who knew that his brother-in-law was cheating on his wife and was wrong, and felt that it was very bad, but he didn't know how many of the same things he had done over the years. These mistakes and debts are not something that can be fooled by an ignorant sentence.

I've always believed in karma, so I always felt that Lee would be punished in the future.

It took him a long, long time before he came home, opened the door, and then there was no movement. Between us, in fact, there is only a layer of composite boards less than a centimeter thick, a thin layer of boards, you can't see me, I can't see you.

It's like people's hearts are separated from their bellies, who can really see through whose hearts, even themselves.

I can't imagine how he arranged me in his heart after I smoked him, whether he was angry with me and blamed me, or the old rules, when nothing happened.

The next day, I went out to work as usual, and when I went out, I looked at the door of Li Baitian's room, the outside was not locked, and he should still be sleeping in the room.

When he came back from work, the door was locked, and he went out.

At seven o'clock in the evening, he hadn't come back yet, and I washed and cooked by myself, a little unsettled. Actually, I'm quite stupid, I really don't know how to cook, the cauliflower doesn't know how to blanch the water and then put it in the pot to be easy to cook, dry fry for a long time, fried ugly, and the room is full of fumes.

The dish is served, not to mention that it is unpalatable. Adhering to the principle that everything I made was delicious, I ate a few bites.

Smelling the smoke that fills the house, I feel very irritable, but when I open the window, it will be cold.

It turns out that the strength of two people is stronger than one person, the so-called harmony of yin and yang, and the so-called combination of men and women is not tired. When Li Baitian was around, I never worried about eating, he could cook, and he cooked very cleanly, and after eating, the taste quickly dissipated.

It turns out that Li Baitian is still so useful.

I began to wonder if I had really offended Li Baitian. Yesterday's incident, jumping out and thinking about it, it's not a big deal, just like Li Baitian said, his sister is going to divorce, what do I quarrel with her.

I was a little annoyed, and asked myself in my heart, "Zhou Wenxue, if you don't say a word, you'll die." ”

However, when quarrelling, it is easy to forget the original intention when impulsive, and it turns from a debate and dispute over points of view to a kind of verbal dispute that is bound to overwhelm the other party.

In fact, what am I fighting with Li Baitian, it's not that he has lived with him, I have passed mine.

But I didn't want to apologize, after all, his last words were too hurtful. It's just a friend for so many years, I think it's a pity to break it like this because of one sentence, after all, as a friend, Li Baitian is still quite competent.

So I took away the clothes from the balcony, folded them neatly, opened his door and sent them to his room, and then rummaged through the dirty clothes that had nothing else to wash, and returned disappointed.

Li Baitian returned late today, I didn't know what to do, and when I came back, I ignored me, went to the toilet to wash and wash, and then turned off the lights.

I always wait until I'm sure he's asleep before I can fall asleep.

Most of the materials for his studio are on my side, because his room doesn't have a decent study workspace. He hasn't come to do research in the past two days, why, because of the cold war with me, he doesn't even have interest in the studio?

But I still go home on time every day, and when I'm hungry, I cook something very difficult to eat, as if in fact I have been waiting, waiting for Li Baitian to take the initiative to come to me.

He didn't have to apologize to me, he just pretended to be nothing, as he had every time he had a fight before. The previous days were obviously fine, just live like that, and live until you can't go on.

Chewing on the unpalatable meal I had made, I finally woke up at a certain moment, "Zhou Wenxue, why do you have to eat such an unpalatable thing?"

Then the meal was dumped in the trash and I went out with my wallet.

I gradually readjusted to life alone, and it was only on the day I got my passport that I suddenly felt that we had agreed to go to Tokyo together next month.

Even though he slept next to me every day, it seemed like I hadn't seen him in a long time. Forget it, isn't it that there is one less person in life, and one less father and mother have to live the same.

I put more experience into my work, but to be honest, I was too tired to do the same fax, and the feeling of my head being tense all the time in the middle of the meeting was very uncomfortable. After every meeting, it is the feeling of fighting a vicious battle, so the salary in this industry is high. It's okay that the senior ones are used to it, and many of us who just started doing it didn't stick to it in the end.

That day, I went to a large conference as a translation assistant, which was a mixture of experience, and I met a foreign media reporter who did not bring an admission card, and the guard at the gate could not communicate with him, and the conversation between the two sides was completely sorrysorrysorrynonono. So I went over to help communicate and solved the problem smoothly.

This foreign media reporter is a blonde and blue-eyed British guy who came to Beijing for a short time, does not speak Chinese very well, and has no friends.

After I brought him into the venue, the young man was very enthusiastic and exchanged business cards with me, and the English name was translated, so you could call him Xiaomai.

Then we got to know each other, a very ordinary kind of understanding. I am willing to communicate with him because I can learn more spoken English, and he is willing to communicate with me because he is too bored here and has no friends.

I've called a few times, and it's okay to talk.

After getting acquainted, we will meet occasionally, he is a journalist, he travels all over the world, he has seen a lot, I am quite happy to talk to him, and he himself is very talkative.

Occasionally, I would go to some of the slower bars and listen to soothing country music, and I would listen to him tell stories and have a drink or two with him. This is my main leisure activity right now.

No matter how slow or fast it is, the lights of the bar are always filled with intoxicating brilliance, which will suddenly make people's silhouettes extremely dreamy. I must admit that the blonde and blue-eyed young man in front of me is really handsome, and I feel that most of the young men of their race are quite handsome when they are young.

Then one day, Xiao Mai and I met Li Baitian at a bar. When we went, we just found a random seat near the bar, and the music was relatively soft, and as soon as I entered, I could hear the braggadocio sound coming from the booth position, and the sound was all too familiar to me.

I looked over and saw Li Baitian sitting there with a girl, and there were a few people sitting opposite me. Then Li Baitian kept bragging, telling the person opposite how the girl next to her was, that girl was wearing a little heavy makeup today, and it took me several glances to see clearly, this is the little sister I have seen.

Sister Xiaomo has been smiling politely at the person opposite, but she has kept a certain distance from Li Baitian, and the two of them have no physical contact.

Li Baitian is also dressed in good spirits today, and he doesn't wear a watch on his wrist, which makes him look bare.

Look, he's gone back and he's back to his old self, hehe.

Xiaomai asked me what I was looking at, I shook my head and took my eyes back, I don't know if Li Baitian saw me, but I didn't plan to go over to say hello, and I didn't want him to come and say hello to me.

I'm sitting in this position closer to the hallway at the door, where there's a trash can. I was chatting with Xiaomai about something else, and Li Baitian passed by me, walked around to the location of the corridor, spat at the trash can, which should be wine, to be exact, and then wiped his mouth, and deliberately stood in the corridor for two minutes.

As a playboy, the most aggrieved thing about Li Baitian is that he can't drink at all, and he uses this trick again, when he needs to drink, he pretends to take a sip, and after drinking, he finds a place to spit it out and doesn't swallow it.

I glanced at him, and he saw me too, tilted his head to look at me, smiled inexplicably at the corner of his mouth, and then looked at Xiaomai and nodded knowingly.

Every time Li Baitian nodded like this, the subtext was, "You really can." ”

He probably pondered, you are really good, hang up the foreigner.

So I always thought that his gaze was impolite, so I didn't pay attention to him anymore. Li Baitian felt that he had almost stayed for time, and generously returned to the place he had just done, only glanced at me, and really didn't come to say hello.

Later, they talked about something, Li Baitian and Xiaomo sent the person opposite away together, very polite and grandson-like, as if there was something to ask someone else.

Li Baitian still had to drink a little in the end, his face became a roast pig again, and his feet were still drifting. As soon as the guests in front of him left, he was holding on to the wall here, and Xiaomo hurriedly helped, "Brother Tian, are you okay?"

Li Baitian shook his finger at her, "It's okay, let's go." ”

I watched them help each other and leave, my heart sank slightly, I can't say whether it was disappointment or anything, Li Baitian's affairs, it is really not my turn to take care of it.

“Hey！”

Seeing that I was in a daze, Xiao Mai called me up, I turned my eyes and smiled at him, Xiao Mai asked me how I thought about it.

I asked him what he was thinking about and forgive me for being half-hearted.

"It's just a matter of work, Mr. Bai is very satisfied with your information. ”