Chapter 6: Midsummer Lightyear (3)

[Calling for support!]

One night, it was raining, Feng Zhe came back from outside, and saw a figure on the top floor, he thought it was a thief at first, and then heard Ling Xiaoquan still let out a groan in the house that he didn't know whether it was pain or happiness, and knew that the person curled upstairs was Yang Ling.

Feng Zhe thought about it, took a towel to wipe the rain from his hair, and also went to the roof of the building.

Hearing that someone was coming, Yang Ling got up like a frightened pigeon, and when he saw that it was Feng Zhe, his lips were curling, and he wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say.

Feng Zhe stood quietly with Yang Ling for a while and asked, "Have you found a job?"

Yang Ling shook his head and watched as the rain fell like needles and threads from the dark night sky.

"Life is like sometimes, you have worked hard, but what comes out is a fart," Feng Zhe said as he looked at Yusi.

Yang Ling wanted to laugh, but she couldn't, she felt that the smile on her face at the moment might be more ugly than crying.

Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, in this bleak night, Yang Ling had the urge to cry again.

Yang Ling was wearing a dress that was obviously Ling Xiaoquan's, which made her look even more lonely and helpless, Feng Zhe looked at her and said, "Or, you do things with me?"

"Huh?" Yang Ling was a little suspicious, "Aren't you still in school?"

"I'm graduating soon, and everyone is looking for an internship, but a job, you know, it's really hard to find, I think it's too tiring, I'm ready to start my own business, but now I need a helper. ”

This Feng Zhe's upper body is just a vest, revealing strong chest muscles and broad shoulders, Yang Lingxin said that this is to dress thin and undress and expose his flesh, no wonder he was so brave that night, so he replied: "What can I do? I graduated from junior high school, and I don't have a temporary residence permit here, so I won't do anything...... I'm really stupid......"

Feng Zhe shook his head: "The tentative name of my company is 'The First Standing Institution Liaison Station of the First Standing Institution of the Lingnan Mai Branch of the Chinese I Ching Research Council in Lingnan Mai Branch, which is directly under the Central Government of the Consul General's Office Plenipotentiary Office', the company's prospects are very optimistic, the potential market is broad, and the working hours are more free. ”

"Huh, that's that simple?"

"Yes, it's easy. ”

The name of "The First Standing Organization Liaison Station of the First Standing Organization of the Plenipotentiary Branch of the Consul General's Office of the Chinese Yijing Research Council in Lingnan Mai Branch" is very bluffing, and what Feng Zhe wants Yang Ling to do is even more "bluffing", she follows Feng Zhe every day on the back streets of some such as Tianqiao shopping malls, and even at the entrance of some schools, the venue is neither prosperous nor secluded, it is a place where people can stand, and so Feng Zhe paved it on the ground Seeing that someone really surrounded Feng Zhe and wanted Feng Zhe to interpret the fortune telling, Yang Ling retreated bravely, with a look of "Feng Banxian Shen Hexagram solves the doubts in my heart Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha is auspicious", and then thanked him for throwing away the hundred or fifty yuan that had been prepared long ago, and retired successfully.

It turned out that Feng Zhe asked Yang Ling to make a "hexagram".

Although Yang Ling's performance is very young, however, Feng Zhe's tricks seem to have an effect, they will win when they start, and the two of them earn a lot of money every day, in short, Feng Zhe pays Yang Ling much more than she serves the dishes and stands at the counter, and it is very relaxed, all you have to see is Feng Zhe's face alone.

On the third day, Feng Zhe took Yang Ling to buy her two sets of clothes and hairstyles, and Yang Ling, who was already fresh and refined, immediately changed her image and temperament, and the original innocent village girl suddenly became like a college student, so the two kept pace with the times, and the company's business was transferred to several university campuses in the city.

Yang Ling originally thought that college students were all high-level talents, knowledgeable, and would not believe in fortune-telling and the like, but the result made Yang Ling stunned again, and there was almost an endless stream of people around Feng Zhe every day, and all the people who asked for fortune telling were female students, and they were even more generous, which made Yang Ling very incomprehensible, so he had a blind trust and reverence for Feng Zhe in his heart.

One day, after listening to Feng Zhe and Feng Banxian's faces, several female students muttered a few words to each other and asked Feng Zhe: "Banxian, do you have a girlfriend?"

Yang Ling was very surprised by such a question, Feng Zhe pointed to Yang Ling, who had already retired with honor, and said, "Thank you, that's my wife's wife." ”

A few girls quickly looked remorseful, looking like they had been preempted, and the gap between their own conditions and Feng Banxian's daughter-in-law was too obvious, so they broke off the idea of continuing to attack and change the dynasty, and reluctantly left after putting down the hexagram money, and Yang Ling, who was red-faced, clearly heard the girls say that Feng Zhe's face was as neat as a statue of Michelangelo's David.

Such days continued for a while, Yang Ling was a little satisfied with Feng Zhe's cooperative relationship, and even a little dependent, she felt that these days were the happiest and most satisfying time in her life, and she slowly realized that Feng Zhe did have a lot of knowledge in his stomach, and these knowledge systems were very complicated, because sometimes no one came to watch and ask for hexagrams for a long time, but Feng Zhe could talk to Yang Ling's face endlessly for several hours of hexagrams, and the words were not repeated.

Finally, Yang Ling couldn't help but ask Feng Zhe, why the "work" is only half a day instead of the whole day, is there a grudge against money? Feng Zhe explained: "The divination can only be in the morning, and if the turbidity rises in the afternoon, the hexagram will not work. ”

Yang Ling was suspicious, thinking that Feng Zhe had to leave time to study in addition to making money every day, but after thinking about it, the evening when he just met Feng Zhe, didn't he tell a couple of men and women about marriage for Zhao Banxian at the stall?

Feng Zhe seemed to know what Yang Ling was thinking, and explained: "If the moon is full, it will be lost, and when the water is full, everything is too much, just accept it when you see it, this half-immortal is very professional, but occasionally he will help to abuse." ”

Feng Zhe's words seem to be very reasonable, and the implication of his words is that Zhao Fengkang has no professional ethics and does not scruple about anything except making money. Yang Ling listened to him very much and silently followed Feng Zhe's side.

After a while, Feng Zhe said: "I'm going to graduate this period, I'm very busy, I don't come back much, if you want, you can sleep with me at night, so you can watch the door for me." ”

Yang Ling blushed and nodded in agreement.

Feng Zhe really didn't come back to live at night for almost half a month, and then Yang Ling found out that the door lock of his room was the ears of the deaf, it was to look at the face, and it couldn't be locked at all.

Although the place is small, Feng Zhe tidied up the inside very clean, there is nothing superfluous in it, of course, there is no sundries, the bedding on the bed is very old, but quite tidy, there are some books such as "Mai Shenxiang", "I Ching Interpretation", "Guiguzi Shensuan" and other books on the bedside, but there is no book related to university studies, the only thing that is somewhat alternative is a thick "Civil Servant Examination and Answer Questions".

Ling Xiaoquan and her two boyfriends continued to be entangled day and night, but on the other hand, they swore bitterly to Yang Ling that men are not good things, especially don't let Feng Zhe bully, even if you want to find a special rich person or something like that.

Yang Ling lay on Feng Zhe's bed every day, listening to the deafening movements of his own aunt and different men fighting hand-to-hand next door, tossing and turning.

In the past, there was no place to sleep and worry, but now that there is a place to rest with peace of mind, Yang Ling can't sleep all night.

……

This night, at about midnight, there was a fierce crash on the wall, and Yang Ling sighed and heard someone knocking on the door.

This sound was very abrupt, Yang Ling was frightened, got up from the bed, stood behind the door and asked softly, "Who is it?"

Outside was Feng Zhe's answer, Yang Ling agreed, looked at his neatly dressed pajamas, and opened the door.

Feng Zhe obviously drank wine, he said sorry to Yang Ling after entering the door, and then sat on the bed for a long time without saying a word.

Yang Ling stood behind the door for a while, listening to the screams of the aunt next door getting louder and louder, and asked, "Or, I, go out ......"

"No, I'll be gone in a moment. ”

The two didn't turn on the lights, and Yang Ling saw through the faint light that Feng Zhe seemed to be full of worries, so he seemed to be joking and said, "What's the matter, out of love?"

Graduation is the beginning of unemployment, and graduation is also the time when countless college couples break up, Yang Ling actually heard Feng Zhe say this.

"I just threw a kettle...... No, a few of our roommates drank wine separately tonight, and we have been in the same class for four years, and we are all a little uncomfortable when we are about to leave. ”

"That, it's false to fall out of love, but it's true to be hurt by friendship. ”

Feng Zhe looked at Yang Ling and said, "There are too many fake things now, but Wang Ba is real, but it is still called soft-shelled turtle." ”

As soon as Yang Ling saw Feng Zhe's mood, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, his towering chest trembling under his thin pajamas.

Feng Zhe looked at Yang Ling and said, "You go to bed, stand there cold." ”

Yang Ling passed in front of Feng Zhe when he heard this, Feng Zhe stood up to make way for Yang Ling, and the two bodies touched together, Feng Zhe clearly felt the elastic softness of Yang Ling's chest.

In the dark, Feng Zhe felt that Yang Ling's face was red and hot again, and his throat was dry for a while, so he turned sideways and let her pass.

Yang Ling sat on the bed, wrapped himself in a towel, and said without words: "Then where will you go to work after graduation?"

"What? Do you want to quit? The company's business is going to go out of Asia and into the world, and it will inevitably expand to all corners of the world. ”

Hearing Feng Zhe say this, Yang Ling smiled shyly, stroked his long hair hanging down, and said, "You are a college student, you always have to find a serious job, I can't rely on you all the time......"

"Why did you come here? Mi Zhi there, is life not good?" Feng Zhe replied.

Yang Ling lowered his head and said faintly: "My family is poor, my father treats me as a cash cow, sells me as goods, and sets it to return, and it is determined to return, and it is determined that the engagement money is not returned, and later introduced me to a partner, but on the day of the confession, I only knew that the person was a cripple when I arrived at his house." ”

"The cripple was more than ten years older than me, and he was still ...... Bad, the first time we met, he took off my pants, I pushed him down, his head hit the edge of the bed, he bled a lot, I, I was scared, and it was enough, so I ran out of my hometown and ran to my aunt. ”

There was silence between the two again, and Yang Ling asked: "Then, what about you, I heard that you have been living here all this time and have not been home for several years?"

"Where is your home?" >