Jia Rudao's rented place is not far from the unit, and it takes less than ten minutes to get there by bicycle, which is also convenient.

It's just that the bicycle and Jia Yidao's age don't match at all, and they ride it with a lot of noise. Occasionally, there would be a few people of the same age as Jia Yidao on the street riding electric cars or motorcycles, and they would always take a few surprised glances when they passed him. This happens almost every day.

Jia Rudao didn't care at all.

For the city of Linhai, Jia Rudao really knows too well. Only a car with such a shape can be reassured to ride. No one wants to throw it on the side of the street. You must know that Jia Rudao has not bought a new car, but it has been stolen. If you continue to buy, it is estimated that you will continue to be stolen.

And since he has this second-hand car purchased from a car repair shop, Jia Rudao doesn't need to worry about the problem of not having a bicycle available.

Buying a bag of soy milk and two buns at the breakfast stall on the corner of the street, eating while riding, and looking at the scene of people coming and going on both sides of the street, Jia Rudao seemed to feel that he could further integrate into the city.

Jia Rudao has witnessed the gradual prosperity of the city. As a local, he has a kind of pride in his bones, although this pride is incomplete, because his home, compared to the coastal city, is a rural town. But this does not prevent Jia Yidao from liking the city.

Even if you are tired and tired in the city, it is better than returning to the countryside of your hometown.

Jia Rudao pondered, in recent years, so many migrant workers have suddenly emerged in the city, I am afraid they are also holding the same psychology as him, right?

With the same effort and the same sweat, compared with these people who sell their labor, Jia Yidao's work can be said to be much easier. It's just that Jia Rudao often feels a kind of fatigue at work, or bored, or just aggrieved, most of the time is to deal with daily things, and then just read newspapers and periodicals, proofread manuscripts or something, and is very leisurely.

If you don't compare yourself with yourself, this kind of work is really a good job.

Therefore, regardless of whether Jia Yidao is willing or not, his body type, in the past few years, has become more and more horizontally developing, and he has gradually begun to climb to a hundred and fifty catties. Jia Rudao often said on his lips: Another day has passed, and I have gained weight again.

……

Sitting at his desk, Jia Rudao rubbed his head, and after the wind on the road blew like this, he felt that the ravages of alcohol were not so strong, so he began to organize the documents.

It's just that on the middle finger of his left hand, there was a cyan ornament silently, which looked like he was wearing a ring at a glance, which made Jia Yidao very puzzled, and carefully observed it, the pattern was twists and turns, and I don't know if it was a coincidence, it just formed a circle, as if it was painted.

Jia Rudao poured a glass of water and tried to rub it vigorously, but there was no effect, and the cyan color had obviously penetrated deep into the flesh.

"It's over, when did you get this?" Jia Rudao remembered that he didn't have a tattoo. First, there is no interest in such things, and second, it is said that tattoos are mostly used to commemorate something, but Jia seems to have said that in this life, at least until now, there is nothing worth remembering.

Rubbing and rubbing, Jia Rudao seemed to remember the early morning and found that there was a small bruise on the wrist of his left hand, but now it is gone. The color of the cyan tattoo on the middle finger is obviously the same as the color of the bruise.

Could it be that this bruise can still be transferred?

Jia Yidao couldn't help but be startled by his sudden thought.

It's just that in the following time, Jia Rudao faced his left hand, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the strange pattern on this finger was the bruise, and, looking at it, Jia Rudao's mind suddenly appeared that the pattern was extremely clear in his impression, as if it was directly imprinted in his mind.

It's weird!

It was precisely because of this sudden appearance of the tattoo that Jia Yidao was in a trance all day, and he didn't ease his senses until he got off work. Fortunately, Jia Yidao didn't notice any physical discomfort, and finally let it go.

On his knee, there is a large birthmark and a glaring scar.

For Jia Yidao, he is not going to be a special soldier or anything anyway, so he can't care about some tiny marks on his body.

"Xiao Jia, do you have something on your mind? I see that you have been listless all day, so if you have any difficulties, tell your brother. The one who spoke was Jia Nidao's colleague Lao Yang, who was a few years older than Jia Nidao, was more enthusiastic, and had a good relationship with Jia Nidao.

Jia Yidao had heard that Lao Yang had some unclear relationship with some gangsters in the city, so even if he had a junior high school diploma, he got a good position in the Propaganda Department. In these years, even large enterprises need to appease the ghosts and snakes. Besides, Lao Yang doesn't have too many bad habits in the company.

Everyone is not surprised.

What impressed Jia Nidao the most was that when he first learned that Jia Nidao was a native of Linhai, Lao Yang patted him on the shoulder and said that if he encountered any trouble in the city, he would report his name as Lao Yang. Of course, it can only be valid within the ancient city area. Out of the ancient city, there is no need for Lao Yang to say, Jia Rudao also understands in his heart that Lao Yang's name is not omnipotent.

Even so, Jia Yidao is still quite grateful to Lao Yang.

For young people like Jia Yidao who have just left school, whether it is the government or the underworld, they are full of mystery. Jia Rudao is very self-aware, if he can not touch it, he will not touch it, and even if he does, it is best to walk around the road. Therefore, although Lao Yang said that his name was loud, Jia Yidao had no place to use it.

"It's nothing, it's just that I was persuaded last night to drink a little high. Thinking about it now, for such a small tattoo to make a trance, Jia Rudao pondered, he was really a little fussy, so he naturally disdained to say it.

Lao Yang glanced at Jia Nidao carefully, the corners of his mouth crooked with a smile, and said: "Okay, Xiao Jia, you don't call me brother if you have this good thing, I can tell you, brother's amount of alcohol, this," Lao Yang made a thumbs up gesture at Jia Rudao, "Next time someone asks you to fight for wine, call me brother, and I will help you get the field back." However, when it comes to this wine, I drink too much and get used to it. Xiao Jia, my brother is optimistic about you, practice more, in this society, it's not okay not to drink. ”

"Yes, just say this to your brother, I'm really not drunk in vain. Jia Rudao couldn't help but be happy.

"That is, if there are any gatherings in the company in the future, you should also participate in them, don't always be alone. Tell you, your sister-in-law is the same brother I met at the wine table. Saying that, Lao Yang also smiled playfully at Jia Yidao, "I think Xiao Jia, you are not young, right? Next time I have a chance, my brother will take you to meet a few younger sisters, keep the water spirit, and let you like it at first sight." ”

"Don't ,......" Jia Rudao muttered in his heart, how come everyone has helped him to recruit objects in the past two days, could it be that the peach blossoms are here?

"Okay, that's it, my brother will go first. Lao Yang patted Jia Nidao on the shoulder, and interrupted him without waiting for Jia Nidao to finish. In Lao Yang's eyes, Jia Rudao's refusal is more of a desire to refuse and welcome, young man, his face is raw and shy.

"By the way, Xiao Jia, your car should also be changed, otherwise, which little girl can look at you. In the distance, Lao Yang's voice was heard. This elicited a good-natured laugh from several employees near the parking lot.

Looking at Lao Yang's Xiaomo, and then looking at his old bicycle, even in the entire parking lot, it is extremely prominent, right? Looking back, the tone of this old Yang's speech is really similar to that of Ah San, who has only met once.