The Death of Love (1)
In October, summer and autumn alternate, the temperature is capricious, and the office workers on both sides of the street have changed from summer enthusiasm to indifference. The bustling scene around the www.biquge.info was ruined by the construction team, who fenced off one side of the road, leaving only a passageway, which had been covered with dirt and construction debris removed from the construction site. In order to draw the attention of the citizens, a blue billboard was specially left on the construction road, "ΓΓΓ construction company construction, for the convenience of travel tomorrow, please understand. The lower right edge of the billboard is marked: Chengdu Metro Bureau.
Every day, the city is congested during business hours, and the government is constantly addressing these troublesome issues. However, the more the problem is solved, the more tricky the result will be - the number of public buses is increasing day by day, and the number of private cars is increasing dramatically......
Today, these problems are slowly being eased.
Chengdu will officially put the subway into operation at the end of September 2010. At that time, her aura will be brighter and wider.
She's a city you don't want to leave when you come.
It is the most inhabitable international city for human beings.
She is the city of abundance for our human race!
When we look at it, it seems that it is only there.
In a cramped road, a plane tree is dotted with a different kind of light. The darkening sky was moving southward through the baptism of the wind. Walking along this road, I passed a small noodle shop, which was small but doing good business. A young man with a slightly immature face, who had just settled the bill, took a piece of tissue paper from a table that had been covered with oil to an unknown color, wiped the corners of his mouth and walked out of the noodle shop. He walked more than ten meters along the road, then turned left and walked five meters, climbed a few steps and turned right for a distance of about 100 meters, and went up a wooden staircase. As soon as he stepped on it, the plank creaked because it had not been repaired for a long time.
Ascending to the second floor, he was about to turn right, but was bumped into by the reckless man in front of him, perhaps out of instinct, he grabbed the person in front of him in a panic. The man obviously didn't pay much attention to this place, and there would be people lingering outside at this time, and she was about to apologize, but for some reason, the man couldn't stand still, and fell into the girl's arms. The girl panicked, pushed the boy away, and scolded: "** Mother don't lean on Aunt Ben, if you want to rely on, you have to find ** to rely on." As she spoke, the girl kicked the boy in such pain that he grinned in pain. Then the planks creaked again.
When the boy got up from the plank, he turned sideways and saw the woman who had just turned into the alleyway, and the gray dress she was wrapped in looked elegant and beautiful because of the wind. While he was still dizzy, the girl had disappeared into the alleyway lined with concrete bricks on both sides.
The boy clutched his kicked stomach and slumped as he continued to walk towards the house at the right end of the second floor. When he took out the key to open the door, he was surprised to find a bunch of keys left on the wooden board that had just fallen to the ground.
The boy walked over and glanced down the alley, hoping to find the woman's trace, and it was obvious that what had just happened was so fast that he could not recover until now, and it was doubtful whether it was even true, and the night concealed the truth of everything through the darkness. Holding back the pain, he bent down and picked up the keys.
When the key was picked up, a crisp clanging sound echoed in the air.
Maybe it hasn't been left for a long time, and the key still has residual warmth. The boy looked closely and found that in the middle of the key, a string of words was particularly eye-catching: "South China Trading Co., Ltd. Database". The boy guessed in his heart that Nanhua Trading Company was the largest holding company under the Nanhua Group, and he didn't know what the identity of the girl was just now. However, regardless of the authenticity of the key for the time being, it seems that we can only wait, presumably the hostess of the key should come back to get the key. Guessing so, he took the key, turned around, and walked along the wooden corridor to a black-gray single-standing wooden door, he twisted the key that had just been inserted into the keyhole, the door opened, and with a heavy creak, he helped the schoolbag behind him, and walked into the wooden house.
The whole wooden building immediately fell silent, and through the darkness, faint lights could be seen in different directions of the alleyway.
It was dark in the house, and there was nothing to be glimpsed at a glance, and the boy used to take a few steps to the right side of the house, and when he found the cable, there was a faint light in the room. Now you can see that the furnishings are very simple: a bed, a desk, a faded and broken wardrobe, and some old posters. Looking at this preparation, it became a match made in heaven with the wooden house. He walked to the window, pushed it open, and looked at the deep and empty alley in front of him.
The sky was terriblely quiet, and in the middle of the night, it was torn apart by a white light, and then it began to rain. As time passed, the white mangs were replaced by thunder, and the wind under the black curtain gradually weakened and became stronger. First it squeaked, then it turned into a clang, and the glass on the window frame was ravaged and shattered into pieces.
The boy was awakened, and he immediately got out of bed and walked to the broken window, and looked at the sound of the wind hidden in the endless night, and he shivered for a moment, and then closed the remaining half of the window, and pulled down the gray curtains on both sides of the window.
A powerful roar of thunder struck the wooden house like nuclear radiation. The whole house was intimidating to this force, and even the window frames and partition walls were shaking slightly. The boy lay on the bed, his eyes closed but unable to sleep, and the loud roar shook him to his side.
The boy frowned, and closed his eyes again.
The boy began to get irritable, but more often than not, he was discouraged. Then he simply shrank his body into the bed, and the roar outside the house immediately subsided, and he nestled in the bed, and the sudden silence reminded him of his mother who was far away from home. My mother has been seriously ill for many years, and now when she is about to graduate, her mother is tired. He cursed himself in frustration for failing to fulfill his responsibilities as a son. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shed tears.
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In a teacher at a business management school, a class has just been completed. The teacher closed the notes and notebook for preparing for the lesson, pointed with his hand on the computer screen on the podium, and then said loudly: "This is the theme of this class, everyone will write a paper by themselves, and send the electronic document to my mailbox next week at the latest." Oh, Ji Mo came to my office after class. Then he continued: "Okay, get out of class." At the command, most of the students couldn't wait to get up and walk outside, and some of the students crowded to the church to ask the teacher some questions. The boy slowly stood up and casually cleaned up his textbooks, and a classmate patted him on the shoulder from behind: "Eh, lonely, the teacher asked you to go just now, did you kid do something." β
The boy called "Lonely" looked up and replied, "What can I do, Pengtan, what are you dreaming about?" β
Peng Tan smirked: "I dream, you just don't dream." I see your eyes are dark, you lost sleep last night. Haha, I like thunder and wind the most, and I want to look at your panda eyes, haha. β
This secret is also known only to this sworn friend. This is his secret, every time it rains and winds, he is afraid that he will not be able to sleep, which is a cowardly weakness. But Peng Tan always replied to him with a smile, everyone will have a weak point of cowardice, don't mind, just like I don't mind you. Also after this sentence, the relationship between the two became more unbreakable. The boy was noncommittal to Pentan's quip, but replied with a smile: "I'll go to the teacher first, how is the thing you helped me do?"
Peng Tan said generously: "It's been done a long time ago, as long as your affairs are taken care of, you can go at any time." β
The boy said gratefully, "Thanks, Pentan, I don't know what to say." β
Peng Tan said: "You kid don't give me this set, you really want to thank me and invite me to a good meal." β
The boy affirmed, "Okay, you look at the time." β
Peng Tan: "Okay, I'll wait for you in the dormitory, and you'll come over directly when you're done." β
Peng Tan knew the boy's family background, and also accompanied the boy to his hometown, for this sworn brother, Peng Tan did not maintain it. In the business school, no one dared to bully him openly, after all, Peng Tan, a young man, was a boy's shield, and whoever wanted to move his muscles and bones had to weigh his own ability.
The sun was so poisonous that many of the students took their coats off, leaving only the boy on them, and he walked towards the school's teachers' office building. The teacher's office is behind the first school building, and the tiles of the whole building are clean and conspicuous, giving people a refreshing feeling.
In front of the teacher's office building, there are two full-frame silver aluminum alloy glass doors, and the scorching sunlight is obliquely shining on the glass.
The boy's office was on the third floor of the building, and he stopped in front of the door, looking up at the slightly magnificent building, and muttered to himself why the teacher had asked him to go this time. But after all, he still hurried to the office, but his face was already preoccupied. The sweat overflowing from his temples also made him unintentional to wipe it off.
The boy arrived at the third-floor office, and he knocked on the door.
The office was empty, except for the teacher who was waiting for him, who was still sorting out the papers. He walked to the back desk, lowered his head and said, "Teacher Li......"
The teacher looked up: "You're here, do you know what I called you here for?"
The boy kept his head down and didn't answer, but shook his head and didn't know.
Teacher: "You're about to graduate in half a year, and you're almost three months away from school tuition, right? As a teacher as the dean, I shouldn't have urged you every day." No, the teacher was also urged by the teaching office. The teachers know the difficulties in your family, but why don't the school teaching office ignore them, they know one thing: if you have money, you can study, if you don't have money, no matter how good your grades are, it doesn't matter much to them, those people only recognize money. Now our society is so impersonal that you have to put up some news gimmicks to do it. Oh, that's a big deal. β