The beautiful singer soon got into the car with her boyfriend. I stepped out of the Southern Lights and watched their cars disappear into the orange streetlights. I turned to the short one and said, "You'd better go and see her in your dreams."

The short man immediately rushed to his bike, and as he got on, he said, "I'm going out for a few days!" You know. He quickly chased after the lover of his dreams.

Soon after the short man disappeared, the big one came, and I sat down with him at the table with Mench, and the big one asked, "Why did the short man go, chasing a car in such a hurry?"

Mench said: "He has taken a fancy to a 17-year-old fairy, and now he is pursuing it, but she is already famous, and her living environment is different, and you should know the result." Hehe.

The big man said: "Hey, I haven't seen him work a thing in the mine before, but it's all in vain."

Mench said: "Pursuing something that can make you happy really needs to sail against the current, at least he dares to do so, and even if he fails, it will give the short man a little more luster in his life."

The big one said, "Hmph, happiness, it's too lazy to bird it, it's good to live."

Mench said, "One more bottle, I'm going to leave soon, and tomorrow I'm going to the lumberyard to steal wood."

I asked, "What are you doing stealing wood?"

The big one said: "We are going to build a wooden house together, our current house is just a water level inspector post, it is too small, and I have the short one to build a larger wooden house with Menqi, which is ready to be completed."

I said, "I can't help with selling flowers anyway, so I'll go and help Menchi build a wooden house tomorrow."

Menchi took a deep puff of his cigarette and said as he puffed it out, "Okay, you will stay with me tonight, and you will get up early tomorrow, I plan to finish the day tomorrow."

I said, "Okay."

Later, after a few glasses of wine, we left the Southern Lights, greedily taking a lot of bread and drinks. Menchi and I just went out and said goodbye to the big one, we walked into the small alley in front of the door, and the big one turned left.

On the way, Mench smoked a lot of cigarettes, and I said, "It's not good to smoke so many cigarettes all the time."

Menchi walked in front, turned his head and said to me: "First, this cigarette is not tobacco, second, I am just pretending, I don't have a smoking addiction at all, I just think that this is very personable, it seems vicissitudes, don't you notice?" I smoked cigarettes that never went through my lungs, and the cigarettes did not enter my body, but in my mouth, and there was no harm in my mouth except for the yellow of my teeth. ”

I said, "Uh...... Oh, then, how far do we have to go? ”

Mench turned his head forward and said, "It's not far, it's about five minutes away."

"Hmm."

Menchi put his hands in his trouser pockets, hunched over, smoking a cigarette, really like a gangster. But judging by his words and deeds, he is not.

Now that I think back to the mine and the school, I really feel both lucky and unlucky. Luckily, I was one of the few people who survived the mine, and I was fine against the old man, and I was the only one who ever went to school in the mine.

Mench must have seen me thoughtful and suddenly asked me, "What are you thinking?"

I looked up and said, "Nothing."

Menqi asked calmly, "Are you thinking about the mine and the old man they said?"

I nodded a little reluctantly.

Mench said: "Actually, these things are in the past, pain is wealth, don't think too much." Everyone's life has a unique highlight, as long as you feel that this thing is a good thing, it will definitely be a good thing, if there is no way to change your opinion about this matter, choose to forget. ”

I smiled a little and said, "I'll remember."

Mench: "Hmm."

As soon as he finished speaking, Menchi pointed to a blue van in front of the mouth of a small black alley and said, "This is where I live."

The van had a lot of rust on the outside and looked scrapped, but the tires were full of air. Inside the van, the rear seats were removed and folded aside. The car was clean and didn't smell like in the mine. There was nothing in the car except for a large suitcase and a smaller suitcase. To get on the bus, you need to bend over a little.

Mench opened the main driver's door, and I opened the co-pilot's door.

The weather was a little hot, not to mention the inside of the car. Mench pressed a button, and a small electric fan between us spun up.

I breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "This car still has electricity."

Mench said, "There's still a little petrol in that lumberyard, take it."

I asked, "Do you know the lumberyard guys?"

Mench said, "I don't know."

I turned my head to him and said, "Then how do you steal?" It's kind of ......."

Menchi waved his hand and said, "It's okay, that lumberyard is deserted, and it went bankrupt because of the war, so I took advantage of it."

I said, "Won't other poor people go to that lumber yard and steal?"

"No," said Mench, "because most of the valuable stuff in the lumberyard is locked in the warehouse, and I had a few drinks with the warehouse keeper when he was leaving, and who knew that he would fall asleep immediately, so I stole the key to the warehouse and asked the locksmith to make a copy, and now no one can open the door of the warehouse except me."

I said, "That's right." So why not live in a warehouse? ”

Mench said, "Because the warehouse is a little far from the city, just below the hill of your old man's villa."

I said, "Oh, got it."

Mench said, "It's not early, it's time to sleep." He pulled back one of the handles under the car seat he was sitting on, and the back of his chair was tilted back to become a bed. I also pulled the handle under the chair and my chair became a bed.

We couldn't sleep. Mench tossed and turned on the recliner as if his strength had not yet run out. I didn't move, but my eyes were always open (and sometimes blinked, of course). The things in school imprinted me too deeply, and the girl's words that made me desperate were like a dam in my head, constantly pouring out pain and despair, and it was as boundless as the sea.

Mench suddenly said, "You can't sleep either."

I said, "Yes."

Mench said, "It must be the old things that are bothering you again, it's nothing, there are few people who can come out of the shadows so quickly."

I said, "Yes."

"Everyone has a past that is difficult to look back on, but only those things that are attractive to people, and your story is also very attractive," Mench said. This is what makes you different, so cherish the wealth that pain brings you! After all, you have nothing but this. ”

Mench's words came to my heart, and I realized when I heard them that I didn't seem to have anything but these abominable stories. Really, that's all I have.

I said, "That's a good statement. Tell me your story. ”