Confusion will always appear inexplicably.

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In the small pavilion on the shore of the seawall, looking at the water surface under the light rain, watching the ripples spread out and disperse, Fang Qing just shrank in a no-man's corner, imagining that he was sinking into the sea, sinking into the bottom of the sea that should be dark but silent.

The rain is very small, and in this rainy season, it is dense and dense.

Fang Qing, who was alone in the pavilion, just watched, stayed, thought, and recalled.

After all, last night's roar, as a girl, she was equally sad and sad, even if she and him had long been separated from the so-called love, even if she had long wanted to break up with him.

Fang Qing has been in love many times, and every time she breaks up, she will come here alone, looking at the sea, thinking about herself, and reminiscing about the past.

In the swaying green trees in the marine park, in a hexagonal pavilion that seemed to be independent of the world, Fang Qing looked at the blurred distance in the rain, patted his face vigorously in the light that seemed to be like light, and whispered to himself: "You are Fang Qing, cynical, beautiful as a flower." ”

The crisp singing voice suddenly sounded in the small pavilion, it was her favorite song, she reached out and took out the phone from her pocket, it seemed that the name, Fang Qing picked it up and said, "Xiaowan, what's wrong?"

On the other end of the phone, a sweet voice came.

"It's nothing, Hua Shao, please drink tonight, let me find more girls, why don't you call and ask you?"

"Oh, okay, then you can send me an address in a moment. ”

"OK, see you that night. ”

"See you in the evening. ”

The drizzle connects the heavens and the earth not only by the sea, but also on the long old street with many tourists.

Looking hurried, on the back and forth pedestrians, Chu Nange suddenly thought that he didn't know if she had brought an umbrella, and then smiled self-deprecatingly, did she bring an umbrella, and what did she have to do with herself?

"Ah, it's raining again, there's nowhere to go, go to your house?"

Nodding, Chu Nange said softly: "Well, that's the only way to go." ”

"What is it called, it can only be like this, you are willing to accompany me to the mall, I can take a look at the clothes, but the problem is that you don't like it. ”

"Hehe, your clothes are stacked like a mountain, and you still buy them?"

He Shuhuan, who was holding a cigarette, pouted and said, "People rely on clothes, and Buddha relies on gold, haven't you heard of it?"

Flashing past the pedestrians who clearly walked into the sidewalk on the road, there was a canopy but still holding up an umbrella, Chu Nange said angrily: "Then what is the difference between your clothes and mine?"

"Why don't I have a meal with you? I want a fart outfit, and wearing a shirt has already given you enough face, and it's good if you don't go into battle shirtless. ”

In the change of red light, green light, and yellow light, with the flow of people in a hurry, he walked through one zebra crossing after another, pushed open the door downstairs and nodded to the security guard, and after stepping into the elevator, He Shuhuan, who was dressed in wet clothes, complained: "Did you change the password again?"

"There are a lot of bad people like you, so I have to change and change, change and change. ”

Pouted, waited until the elevator door opened, and walked quickly, He Shuhuan said: "Open the door quickly, I'll take a shower first, the clothes that were left in your house before are still there, right?"

"Here, why are you jumping thousands of clothes, where do I dare to throw them?"

Opening the door of the house and looking at the people who were walking away in a hurry, Chu Nange smiled helplessly, and from the room that was almost full of He Shuhuan's belongings, he took out a set of clothes and put them outside the bathroom and shouted, "The clothes are on the hanger outside." ”

After speaking, he didn't care if He Shuhuan heard it, so he walked back to the living room and sat on the mahogany chair, played his favorite ancient music, and then turned on the computer in the hall and watched his favorite animation.

Long.

"Hey, it's you, why are these songs again, why are you changing two new songs, and what about TV?

Looking at the people walking around the hall with loose hair and bare feet, Chu Nange stood up and said: "You can broadcast the song of your own phone, don't think about the TV, if you really want to give me one, it will be a waste for me to throw it in the garbage heap sooner or later." ”

directly interrupted He Shuhuan's idea of controlling the furnishings in his home, Chu Nange didn't wait for him to answer, and went to the bathroom.

In the sound of ghosts roaring and screaming, Chu Nange, who was changing into dry clothes, looked at the keyboard that was "popping", and then shouted "rush!", "left, left!", "idiot, what about your great absolute, great absolute?", He Shuhuan glared at him angrily and said: "What's the call, you didn't open the voice, it's useless to call the sky." ”

While speaking, Chu Nange turned off the stereo easily, so as not to let the unpleasant singing sound come out of it, so that the next door called the police to complain about him, saying that he made noise.

He Shuhuan, who was indulging in tearing up, didn't say anything, he was killed once just now, and now he rushed back and hid in the woods to prepare for a wave of stealing.

"Ascending dragon slash, slash slash, hahaha.... ”

Chu Nange, who had put on his headphones and was watching the animation on another computer, looked at the man with a rampant face, and he didn't need to listen to the sound to know that he had killed his opponent again, but he knew that soon he would scream again.

Sure enough, in less than a minute, He Shuhuan's face sank again, and he cursed in his mouth.

Listening to the faint voice in his ears, Chu Nange, who was sitting on the mahogany chair, suddenly regretted taking He Shuhuan home, knowing that he would throw him on the road just now and let him take a taxi home.

Time has faded a little, and no one has been left behind.

In the blood-red and gorgeous picture, a woman in red carried a sword and fought bloodily among thousands of troops, and then listened to the roar of "I am Xie Ruyan!" from the headphones, looking at the ending song that had appeared, Chu Nange sighed lightly, turned off the computer, and could only wait for the next episode to watch again.

Because of the melody of that song, Chu Nange really didn't dare to listen to it now, he was afraid that he would hold back his tears, his heartache, and his grief.

Because of that set of anime of human nature, a song of human nature, he was afraid that the song would open his weak heart.

Pulling down the headphones, looking at the pointer that seemed to walk to the seven characters in a blink of an eye, and then looking at the dim sky outside the terrace, Chu Nange said to He Shuhuan, who was already reading the novel: "Do you want to go out to eat or here?"

"Here's it. ”

He Shuhuan, who was addicted to the world of books, waved his hand and extinguished the flue in his hand.

In the kitchen, opening the neat refrigerator, Chu Nange glanced at it casually, and said loudly: "Tomato scrambled eggs, celery and chicken fillet." ”

"Okay, lemon more. ”

Hearing the sound coming back from the living room, Chu Nange smiled, and started to make the two simple side dishes he just said.

However, when peeling the tomatoes, Chu Nange couldn't help but think of the woman who left him yesterday, and he remembered that she loved tomatoes and scrambled eggs with tomatoes the most.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, put the crossed tomato down in the hot water, and Chu Nange, who was holding a knife in his hand, suddenly muttered: "Am I not good enough?" Or is it really as Shuhuan said, am I not bad enough?"