It was already a little late when he arrived in Optics Valley, and Mo Bei also woke up in a daze.

"Here we are." I pulled out the key, looked at Mo Bei on the side and said.

"Then, let's go back and rest early!" Mo Bei paused slightly.

I nodded, opened the door and walked out: "You also rest early, cover the quilt, don't catch a cold, good night." ”

Mo Bei smiled at me and nodded.

Today's atmosphere is a little different, and the feeling of staying with Mo Bei is a little ambiguous.

The light hit my back, I was a little happy, what was I happy about? I shook my head and smiled.

Is it that all of us, who have lost our gods, and so on, will transfer the warmth of one person to the chest of another over time.

Time, is it the antidote?

After arriving at the supermarket, it was surprising that Jersey was in the store, shouldn't he have changed shifts earlier, where did Aunt Hou go.

"Why haven't you gone back yet?" When I entered the supermarket, I asked curiously.

"I don't know, Aunt Hou hasn't come, and you haven't come back, so there's no way I'm only one person working overtime." Jersey leaned against the cash register, looking a little haggard.

I nodded, and called Aunt Hou, but no one answered the phone.

"Jersey, you go back and rest first, I've worked hard for you today, I'll come and see at night."

Jersey nodded at me, cleaned up for a while, said hello to me and left.

After Jersey left, I was the only one left in the supermarket, empty and really lonely. I walked around the supermarket a few times to put it back together.

I just sat on the chair, but I stepped on something, I looked down, isn't this a Jersey picture book, forgot jì belt, fell here?

I picked up the notebook and opened it page by page.

Xia Mo was perfectly painted by Jersey, Jersey's painting is very good, and Xia Mo's gestures are depicted. It's just that I'm a little curious, why Jersey even portrays some subtle movements of Xia Mo so well.

There is a painting in it, it should be Xia Mo sitting in a place to eat, she has a habit, that is, before eating, she likes to bite the chopsticks in her mouth. Next to Xia Mo, a man is drawn, with a blurred back and no face. It's just that I always feel familiar, and I've seen this scene somewhere.

In this quiet night, I quietly turned each page alone, my fingers gently stroking the paper, it turned out that the memories were not only sad, but also the warm, unforgettable past.

You say, you who have given me the best, how can you bear to abandon yourself.

Departed lovers, separated us. Don't dwell on the past, and don't cling to the memories and refuse to pass. Life is like a dream, and we all have to move forward.

I admit that this sentence is very true, but sometimes, there are some things that some people can not forget if they forget them.

The air outside the house began to get moist again, and as I sat alone in the room, my mind was full of the past. Sometimes when I think of being happy, I laugh silly. Sometimes I think of Xia Mo's face, as if she is right in front of her and can touch it with her hand. Sometimes I think of Xia Mo's unhappy appearance, and I hold her and keep comforting her. At that time, she was my whole world. Now I feel that I can't find a kind of sustenance in my heart, I have lost the strength to move forward, and I am living alone in my own kingdom, stopping at the edge of reincarnation.

There weren't many customers all night, and after the mechanical checkout, they stared blankly out of the house, not thinking about anything, and not bothering about anything again.

In the morning, Jersey came to change shifts, and I took out my mobile phone again to call Aunt Hou, but there was still no way through. A man went back to his room and fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up in the afternoon, the sky in Wuhan was as dark as ever. Jay Chou must have stayed in Wuhan, otherwise how could he have written "The sky is gray like crying." ”

Pack up and walk out, taking a big breath of air.

Go out and turn right and go straight, walk around, and unconsciously walked to the door of Mobei's house, but today is a little special, there are several cars parked in front of Mobei's house, all of them are luxury car series, and there are people coming in and out of the door from time to time.

The fat man should still be living in the hospital, I guess he is still losing his temper with me, this kid is like this, thinking of the corner of his mouth and smiling unconsciously, let's go over and see him, otherwise it is not good for him to bury this breath in his heart.

I packed some chicken soup for the fat man nearby, bought two packs of twenty Yellow Crane Towers, two pours of Tsingtao beer, and a few sausages. I took a taxi and headed for the hospital.

When I arrived at the hospital, I happily walked towards the fat man's ward. But when I pushed the door open, I found that it wasn't a fat man. I was stunned for a while, the fat people won't all be discharged from the hospital.

I asked the nurse, and sure enough, the fat man was discharged from the hospital last night. I took out my phone and called the fat man, but it turned off.

"What is the dead fat man doing, where did he go." I muttered to myself. I still couldn't rest assured of him, so I got out of the hospital and got into a taxi, and went straight to the fat man's house to kill him.

When I got to the fat man's house, I knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside. It's even more strange, the fat man can't really be angry with me.

I stayed in front of the fat man's house for ten minutes, smoked a few cigarettes, dropped my things at the door, turned and left. When I went out, I started to get confused again, I didn't know where to go, I didn't know what to do. Walking in the cold wind, it was still too cold in the end, so I got on a bus casually.

After staying in Wuhan for so many years, Wuhan will always have one thing better. In the winter, bring a few coins and a pair of headphones. Hop on a bus and head to the next stop on an unknown journey. Free heating, a view that I haven't seen in a long time. Crush the ground beneath your feet and find another self in this city.

At eight o'clock in the evening, after eating, I went back to the supermarket again. Aunt Hou still didn't come, so I changed shifts with Jersey and sat in a daze.

At ten o'clock, already a little tired, my eyelids began to fight, and I reached out and rubbed my eyes.

"Boss, check out." At this time, a voice came from in front of me, which really scared me.

It's just that when I looked at the person in front of me, I was stunned, I was not mistaken, I rubbed my eyes again, yes, it was really her!

(PS: It's still night code words inspired!) But I'm hungry)

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