We only have the present and the future....

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Hanging up Ye Nan's phone and looking at the cold home, Chu Nange suddenly wondered if it would be better to change his home?

Because it's too big, it's too cold, so cold that you only hear the wind, not the human voice.

But this kind of thought is just a flash, too small, too many voices, he can't get used to it, he is originally a lonely and lonely person, so the excitement will never belong to him.

Even when he ran away from home and wandered around, he never integrated into anyone's life, just wandering around the city.

For Chu Nange, he has long been accustomed to being alone, and he doesn't need anyone, at least in this moment of time, he has come back to life without anyone, and he has lived until now.

If you really have to say it, it is that he was raised by his grandfather when he was still young, but the old man who taught him everything had already fallen asleep in a rocking chair on a starry and moonlit night.

There are no last words, there is no reluctance, when the age is up, I go to sleep.

It's that simple.

Gently extinguished the cigarette in his hand, glanced at the clock in the corner, and spewed out the last puff of cloud smoke, listening to the still cold and silent home, Chu Nange thought about it and dialed He Shuhuan's phone.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

An impatient voice came from the other side of the phone, Chu Nange chuckled twice, and couldn't help but think, Well, Shuhuan has been taught a lesson.

"Oh, it's nothing, I just told you to come up and go grocery shopping, and I don't have any food at home. ”

"Hey, aren't you? After I get off work, the market is cold, buy. ”

"Supermarket, Uncle Ho. ”

Standing up and going to the kitchen, Chu Nange said as he walked: "You drive to the supermarket to buy some fresh vegetables, meat, um... Serves four people, plus a little salt. ”

"Hey, salt is going to be bought, and four people? Isn't it just you and me? Four people from there. ”

Glancing at the flavor rack in the kitchen, Chu Nange replied with a smile: "Well, two bottles of soy sauce, a pack of dried chili peppers, and a bottle of crushed black peppers, that's all, you can take notes quickly, don't forget." ”

"You tell me first, will you be reimbursed?"

"I have no money, I am poor. ”

", write it down, what's more? Buy it all at once, buy it all at once. ”

With his right hand, he took out the set of knives that were placed in the drawer, untied the holster and spread it out, Chu Nan thought for a while and said, "No." ”

"By the way, four people from there?"

"Xiaoqing is at my house, and Ye Zi has just gotten off the plane, so I guess she will appear at my door in two hours. ”

In the spacious but messy public room, looking at the city outside the floor-to-ceiling window, He Shuhuan, who was dressed in a suit, held a cigarette in his left hand, listened to the voice from the other end of the phone, and was silent for a while before he replied indifferently: "Okay, those five people, I'll call Tong Tong later, but it's a pity that the guy from Shizi doesn't know where to squat, otherwise the four of us can get together, I haven't seen him for many years." ”

"Well, call Tong Tong, Shizi? He came to me two days ago, saying that he was a lonely ghost in Africa, and it would take two years to come back. ”

"Fart, a lonely ghost, my sister-in-law is hanging his tail, what is he looking for you?"

Placing the five whetstones flat on the cloth of the stone table, Chu Nange said angrily: "What's the matter?

"Hahaha... Hang, hang, I still have a lot of work to do. ”

Cut off the two ends of the call, on the messy desk, He Shuhuan sat on the leather chair and sighed softly, he never believed in love because of his uncertain nature.

He feels that the so-called love is a kind of fantasy, instead of pursuing, it is better to live in a hundred flowers, after the wandering, and then find someone who is not annoying to marry and have children, and a lifetime will pass.

Even if the friend named Shizi has a childhood sweetheart's love marriage, He Shuhuan doesn't believe in this kind of ethereal thing, he is very real and fake.

Men look at women's beauty, and women look at men's money, this is the realization that he lingers in the bar.

So he is the most realistic.

Casually put the phone on the stone table, looking at the five whetstones of different thicknesses, Chu Nange filled a plate of clear water, then took out the set of twelve knives and began to grind them carefully.

It's a slow job that trains patience, it trains concentration, it allows you to empty your mind and focus on the knife in front of you.

So every time something can't be figured out and there are too many troubles, Chu Nange will sharpen his knife, sharpen a calm, and grind away all his troubles.

Even after that, the unresolved business still exists.

With the sound of the knife and the stone grinding, the eyes of the person who sharpened the knife were clear and focused, and gradually forgot everything in the world, forgot Fang Qing, forgot He Shuhuan, forgot himself, and only that knife.

Shiny knives.

Under the cold light, Fang Qing, who was dressed in pure white dress, didn't know when she would wake up, and then leaned against the pure white wall of the kitchen, just looking blankly at the back in front of the long stone table and the back next to the washbasin.

She remembered that he had this habit, and she had seen it many times.

Fang Qing remembered that Chu Nange had a lot of habits, it may be that his life is monotonous, and it may be that his life is unchanged, so he has more habits than normal people.

At first, Fang Qing wondered why the knife was already bright and sharp, but he still sharpened it, so she asked why?

But she didn't understand.

Later, after getting along for a long time and watching too much, she began to feel that whenever this time, Chu Nange was always not like a living person, very illusory, very confused, always so lonely, so cold.

As usual, she had never seen him lose his temper, no matter what she did or what was wrong, he always smiled lightly, gentle and not like a real existence.

"Nange.... ”

In the sound of knife sharpening that stopped, the focused eyes dispersed again, Chu Nange turned his head to look at Fang Qing, whose face was a little better, and said softly: "Wake up, wash your face, I asked Shuhuan to go grocery shopping, and Ye Zi is back, let's talk after dinner tonight, don't you go back?"

Fang Qing stepped forward and hugged Chu Nange, and said confusedly: "Well, I'm not going back, it's very dark and dark in that house, I'm afraid..." ”

Chu Nange smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, there's nothing I can't solve, you can just have a good rest, I'll go to the beach with you tomorrow, don't you like to see the sea?"

Burying his head on Chu Nange's shoulder, Fang Qing said blankly: "Well, you go there, I'll go there, thank you Nange." ”

Gently swept Fang Qing's back, listening to the confused murmur in his ears, Chu Nange sighed lightly in his heart, but his face was as gentle as ever.

"Fool, this is what I have to do, how about you call Auntie and I'll pack up my things and go out for a walk with you? ”

"Well, I'll call my mom, Nange... Do you still love me? ”

Gently covering Fang Qing's mouth with his right hand, Chu Nange said softly: "Well, there is no need to mention the past, we only have the present and the future." ”

"Nange.... ”