Fu Wenxin sent tonics to Geng Hao and me every day, and Chen Fei often sent me food, and there were a lot of them when I bought them, causing the ward to become a food warehouse. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I said to her, "Girl, will you buy everything I have eaten all my life?" Is this to make me a fat pig? ”

She said: "Yes, after feeding the fat, it will be dragged to the entrance of the vegetable market and cut." ”

"What crime did the pig commit? Do you need to drag it to the entrance of the vegetable market? ”

"You pig is different, educated and thoughtful."

"Why should cultured and thoughtful pigs be slaughtered?"

Wang Xiaobo said that a maverick pig will only add unrest to society, so it should be slaughtered.

"Then you will bury me."

"Hmph, think beautifully! I'll find a sow for you to bury. ”

At this time, Xiaobai next to him smiled from ear to ear.

Whether it is dealing with Wen Xin, Fang Xiao or Chen Fei, these women who appear in my life, I have selfishly built an impregnable wall in my heart to separate them.

I often live sane but alone, and I believe that not all beasts live in the same forest. Nietzsche said that only beasts and devils like solitude, and perhaps I have become a self-proclaimed demon.

Staying away is perhaps more tragic than having. When I told Yuan Zheng like this, he said that you are hypocritical and have low self-esteem in your heart, I don't think you are as ** as you, I can't catch up with Fu Wenxin, and I will live in vain in my life.

Then I encouraged him to catch up.

I don't believe in the so-called fate, I only believe in choice, and I live with the consequences.

Half a month later, Geng Hao and I were discharged from the hospital.

In the evening, Yuan Zheng arranged a bureau at a five-star hotel in the International Trade Center, saying that he would give us "Chongxi" and repay us for saving our lives. I said, it's not like I'm going to get married, I'm happy.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Geng Hao and I hurriedly hid on the balcony to take a breath.

Standing on the roof of the tallest building in Beijing, you can have a bird's-eye view of the whole of Beijing. There are all kinds of lights under the feet, and the stars are dotted and you can't see the edge, and people feel empty and small at this time.

Yuan Zheng once said that every time he stood on a tall building, he had the desire to fall headlong, I thought it was caused by his lack of love when he was a child, and now I find that this common disease of human beings is the alienation of modern civilization to people.

Geng Hao looked to the west and said, "You can see the train station here, do you remember the scene when we first came to Beijing?" It was from there that I came out of this strange city. ”

"You want to see home?"

Geng Hao didn't hear clearly, perhaps surprised that I asked him this question, and said "ah".

"Are you homesick?" I repeated.

"Now I am alone, the world is home, and where people are home, they are home."

After a moment of silence, he said, "You are my family. ”

I smiled: "You kid also know how to sensationalize now." ”

He said: "Actually, of course I will be homesick, I think about the time when I was a child in F4, I think about the grass and trees in the town, and the old man, hey, he can't wait to leave without seeing me become a first-class painter." ”

Seeing that the corners of Geng Hao's eyes were a little moist, he knew that he missed his father.

People are strange creatures, and I often miss the quiet life in the town, but it seems that people have been kidnapped by the big city and cannot escape. ”

"It's an alienation." Geng Hao said, "We continue to create high-rise buildings, cars and planes, refresh historical records, but also gradually lose people's hearts, is this progress?" Perhaps, but I was pretentiously skeptical. ”

I said: "The modernization of cities is like a double-edged sword, on the one hand, it improves production efficiency, and on the other hand, it dissolves people's emotions and nostalgia. American philosopher Russell? Jacoby wrote a book called "The Last Intellectual", in which he reflected on the great leap forward in urban construction in the United States in the 60s of the 20th century, when New York's cozy old neighborhoods were dismembered by high-rise buildings and highways, and the city gradually lost its cultural vitality. Unable to enjoy the low rents and unfettered life in the old neighborhoods, young intellectuals rushed to the academy, where they were co-opted by the rigid education system, like boiling frogs in warm water, and finally unwittingly institutionalized, losing their dreams and passions.

"How many of the people who walk through the tall buildings under our feet confuse money and dreams, and selfishly and fiercely compete for survival resources. Jacobi sees this as 'killing consciousness,' right. ”

"You've read his books too?" I asked.

"Of course, killing and violence have become a part of our lives, and we have formed a habit of becoming more and more apathetic, watching war and killing from afar online every day, and we watch the killings live on TV before and after dinner. Over time, people become numb to the killing and violence around them, or out of selfishness, they stop asking for help. No more pity. ”

"What happened in the alley that night, as long as one person stood up and shouted, maybe you wouldn't get hurt. I've made serious assumptions many times if I were them, huddled in the house and heard a girl crying for help, if I would go out and help. The answer is yes. ”

Geng Hao said: "But this is a moral issue, and you can't impose your own morality on others, otherwise what is the difference between you and a dictator." ”

The breeze blew Geng Hao's hair up and fluttered like a nest of dry weeds in autumn. In order to prevent people from jumping down, the windows of this high-rise building can only be opened with a small crack, and people feel aggrieved.

He looked down at the lights of the thousands of homes below and said, "We don't know how many sins are happening or about to happen at this moment. ”

"At least when we merge into the world below, we won't be the creators of evil."

"I don't know, maybe we don't know that sin is created, because the definition and severity of sin are different at each stage." Geng Hao stroked the disobedient hair.

"Sins cannot be stacked, and doing one bad thing is as heavy as doing ten thousand bad things." Lu Zejun interjected.

Yoon Deok-gi also came out to join us in the conversation. He said: "If you commit a crime, you will be punished, and sooner or later those bastards will have to eat labor camp." ”

I think of the scene and say, "I heard one of them say, 'It's him,' before I was attacked. ”

"'Is that him'? That means the eggs know you, or another mongrel turtle son has arranged to deal with you. Yin Deji said.

Geng Hao thought for a while and said: "You probably offended some people by publishing articles in magazines before, anyway, you are going to graduate, go to my studio and live with me, Songzhuang is quiet and quiet, there are few people, and there are not so many disturbances." ”

"I'm not worried about my own safety, but I can't upset my friend and let Wen Xin be so frightened and hurt my brother. If it weren't for Haozi's appearance, Wenxin would have three longs and two shorts, and I would have spent my life in a fucking remorse. ”

Geng Hao said: "That day, I stopped a taxi and let Xianzi go first, you and Wen Xingang didn't go far, I saw a few little minions following, and their faces were not good, but I didn't think much about it." Later, I heard Wen Xin's shout, and the voice spread far away in the dead of night, I guess something must have happened to you, ran over, and then was accidentally stabbed, and the little minion saw blood, so frightened that he ran away. ”

"I must find out the real culprit behind it, I can't let Haozi shed this blood in vain, and I can't let my friends around me be hurt in any way." I say.

Yin Deji asked: "Find the real culprit, and then what?" ”

"Rip his skin alive like a frog."

"Looks like you don't expect the police to solve the case?" Lu Zejun asked.

"Of course I hope that the police uncle will handle it according to the case of fighting or the case of attempted **? Maybe when I'm 80 years old, the police will come to me with the file, Uncle Zeng, your case has been solved. ”

They laughed.

Yin Deji was righteous, as if he was about to go to the battlefield, and said: "We are on call, if there is anything we need to help, shout, I think how majestic F4 was in Qiaobian Town back then, these little gangsters, trampled them into." ”

"It's not a matter for you and Haozi, F4 has a share." Lu Zejun stretched out his hand.

We put our hands together, and the hands of the four of us were together. In the past, when you wanted to do bad things in Qiaobian Town, this was a necessary ritual, meaning that there are blessings and hardships.

Since childhood, we have inevitably been contaminated with the hooligan culture of the rivers and lakes, and hooligan-style words have been sold well from ancient times to the present. No wonder some scholars say that our personality is too reckless.

It's just that the four of us can distinguish between truth, goodness and beauty, and there is no rogue appearance, and there is no rogue quality.

Although the ceremony was carried out, I secretly decided that this matter must not involve these three brothers, and must be solved alone.

At this time, the drunken Yuan Zheng poked his head out: "What are the four brothers talking about?" When you go back and drink more, let me in!" ”

There is a banquet in the world, four years have passed, and everyone is about to go their separate ways.

On the day of the graduation ceremony of the Faculty of Letters, I slept in the dormitory, anyway, because of the exposure of the black heart cotton, the whole thing was big, and the graduation certificate and degree certificate were fucking gone, so I didn't want to join in the fun.

Yuan Zheng called me: "Hurry up to the school auditorium, it's your turn to get your certificate?" ”

"Didn't the school give me a certificate?"

"You have completed your credits and made no mistakes, just because of the black heart cotton incident to deduct your certificate, they shouldn't be so rogue, I guess they are talking about it to scare you."

When I arrived at the auditorium, the secretary asked me if it was Zeng Xiaoyu, and I said yes.

She said wait a minute, your order has passed, I'll stuff your certificate under and send it to my law classmates.

The so-called ceremony is nothing more than the students taking the stage one by one to receive their degree certificates and graduation certificates, and taking photos with the secretary of the party committee of the college. When the day came to fly, the school took the photo and said, look, so-and-so studied in our school back then, it's awesome.

At the reading of my name, I rushed to the stage with a lunge, and the audience immediately burst into laughter. I was in a hurry, so I jumped up wearing a tank top, a pair of pants, and a pair of flip-flops.

When I looked at the black bachelor's uniform, I was dressed in it really unusually, and I guess no one had done this virtue at the graduation ceremony in the face of the world's condemnation.

The party secretary of the college held my hand and smiled when he took a photo with me, and muttered: "Zeng Xiaoyu, Zeng Xiaoyu, you are really different, are you taking the sexy route?" ”

"I'm sorry, secretary, I'm in too much of a hurry, I don't have time to put on makeup."

"Young man, do a good job, always be yourself, I'm proud of you."

After stepping down, I took my ID and observed for a long time, thinking that there was no need for the school to fool me with a fake certificate.