2.

Cao Chengrui opened the door with the key, put down the whole box of instant noodles, and gasped for breath.

took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Li Ling: I'll pick you up at night.

Li Ling, a height of 1.66 meters, has long black hair, a melon seed face, a smile, two dimples and a pair of watery eyes.

In Cao Chengrui's eyes, Li Ling is a woman with ice muscles and jade bones that is clear and fragrant, and her eyebrows are turning, and she is definitely a woman who is "beautiful in one thought".

Although he has such a beautiful girlfriend, Cao Chengrui can't be happy lately.

He sat on the couch, looking at the yellowed walls, wasting his time.

16:34。

Cao Chengrui stood up and set off to pick up Li Ling.

18:28。

After two hours on the road, I finally met Li Ling.

"I thought I was going to work overtime today." Li Ling laughed happily when she saw Cao Chengrui.

Cao Chengrui took Li Ling's hand: "Have you thought about what you want to eat?" ”

"I'll take it easy, I'll eat whatever you say."

"All right."

The two found a small restaurant with clean and retro decoration, ordered a plate of meat foam capers, a plate of three fresh dishes and a plate of pork noodles.

Cao Chengrui poured a cup of hot water for Li Ling: "Drink some hot water, it's still a little cold this morning and night." ”

"Well, you drink too."

Cao Chengrui lowered his head and wiped the dishes and chopsticks with a paper towel: "The three fresh, slippery meat and pot-wrapped meat in our house are much more delicious than this." As he spoke, he put the cleaned dishes and chopsticks in front of Li Ling and continued, "You can go back to Songbai with me." ”

"I went to you to raise me?"

Cao Chengrui took off his glasses with one hand, rubbed his eyes and said, "I'll raise you." ”

"Haha, when I'm done with the work at hand, I'll resign and go back with you." Li Ling smiled and stared at Cao Chengrui's eyes and said, "Did the article you submitted a while ago be published?" ”

Cao Chengrui put on his glasses and shook his head.

"It's okay, take your time, I think it's a good story."

Cao Chengrui nodded and said slowly: "I'll try to submit another article after a while, and I'll go back and study with Lao Tao." ”

3.

thanked the waiter who served the food, and Li Ling also smiled and said "hard work".

Li Ling told me to be polite to the waiters, they are very hard. I agree that waiters are really hard, and as I talk about it, I think of an incident many years ago when I was a waiter.

Eight years ago, on March 14th, there was no such thing as White Valentine's Day, but everyone knew that tomorrow was "315".

In the afternoon, I skipped class from school and went to the studio to work part-time.

At that time, as long as I could skip classes, I found it interesting to do anything. I think most people think that way when they were students. There must also be a small number of people who are focused on studying.

The cinema where I work is on the seventh floor of the mall, and the investment situation of the whole mall is not ideal, the first to fifth floors are basically empty, only the sixth-floor food city, and the seventh-floor cinema and bowling alley are still open.

21:23。

Only the cinema is still open in the whole building, and the last movie starts at 22:45.

I'm in a bad mood today. In the afternoon, there was a family of three who came to watch the movie, and the child looked like he was six or seven years old.

The child's mother pointed to me at the ticket gate and said, "Study hard, or you will grow up to be a waiter like him, and you won't be productive!" ”

Is a waiter equal to unproductive?

The night ticket sales staff and merchandising staff are already getting ready for closing, and I'm going to hold on until the end.

The theater lobby is eight meters high, and in order to save costs, the decorative lights are turned off halfway, which looks dark and mysterious.

But now I feel a cold, the ticket gate is already in the "wind", I only feel a cool breeze.

There is also a projectionist in the upstairs computer room, and the duty manager who sits in the office to make reports, and if I wait until the ticketing and merchandising staff get off work, I will be alone in the huge theater lobby.

Sooner or later, I'll be left with my own.

After saying hello to my box office colleagues who were coming home from work, I looked at my watch again.

22:33。

There were only two guests in the last show, a man and a woman who were slightly drunk. The man couldn't wait to pinch the woman's ass.

I'm not surprised to grin.

"Please speak at the wicket."

The voice of the manager on duty came over the intercom.

Me: "Please speak." ”

Walkie-talkie: "Did you get in the last one?" ”

"It's already in, just two of them."

"Turn off all the decorative lights, just leave the emergency lights."

"Roger."

Walk to the substation room, turn on the switch box, turn off all the decorative lights, and leave only the emergency lighting.

After completing all this, I was just about to push open the door of the substation and go out, when I heard the intercom at the ticket counter ring, I hurriedly took three steps and trotted back to the ticket counter, knowing that if I did not reply to the manager on duty in time, I would inevitably be trained to be bloody.

I hurriedly picked up the intercom and said, "Please speak when you receive it." ”

"Where are you?"

"The wicket."

"I was in the Sino-Japanese Hospital, and I just sent a man whose hand was cut off by a milling machine, and there was blood everywhere."

Before I could speak, the intercom sounded again: "It's rotten from the wrist down!" There is no flesh and skin at all! This factory is not white or black! It's so hateful! I said where are you now? ”

I think the sound of the current should be channeled, and it sounded like a taxi radio just now.

The walkie-talkie has been ringing endlessly, and when the switch is turned off and turned on again, it is still "sizzling".

"Channel 3."

I tried to spin the FM button, and there was a lifeless electronic synth.

The intercom was quiet, and the entire movie theater lobby was quiet.

"Woo......"

I had just breathed a sigh of relief when there was a barely audible cry and murmuring over the intercom.

The voice whimpered and said something.

But I couldn't hear it clearly.

I frowned, I really didn't know whether to praise it for its good signal or scold it for its poor signal.

4.

Li Ling put a piece of potatoes in the bowl and said, "Are you stupid, who will cry on the walkie-talkie in the middle of the night?" ”

The potatoes and eggplants must be oiled first, and whether they are delicious depends on this step.

Cao Chengrui smiled and said: "I didn't think about it so much at the time, I was thinking about my future wife!" I think she must be a long-haired beauty! God forbid! Isn't that nice? Let me know you! ”

"Poor mouth!" Li Ling smiled, put down the dishes and chopsticks, drank a sip of water and asked Cao Chengrui: "I found a problem." ”

Cao Chengrui took a bite of food and raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the problem?" ”

"Why does what you write feel strange from time to time? It's not like it was written by the same person! You can't be schizophrenic, right? Li Ling looked at Cao Chengrui playfully with a sideways face.

Cao Chengrui pouted and replied: "You really said it, in fact, I have twenty-one personalities, and there are men and women!" ”

"Haha! So what are you dealing with? Tell yourself! Li Ling said.

Cao Chengrui raised his right hand and pointed with his left hand: "Don't say it, I have really lived with myself for many years." ”

"Stinky rascal!" Li Ling leaned forward and leaned back with a smile.

The two were talking and laughing, Cao Chengrui looked up and saw two men walking in outside the door, but in the slightly cool weather of early spring, these two people were wearing short-sleeved tight shirts, bulging chests, bulging stomachs, and small flat heads.

The door of the small restaurant was open, and there were drink crates piled up on one side of the door, and one of them almost tripped over without an eye, and casually scolded and kicked the drink crate.

Cao Chengrui frowned, praying in his heart that these two people had better sit away.

Na Cheng didn't want to follow his wishes, so these two people picked the table that was sitting behind him for a long time.

"What are you two going to eat?" A middle-aged woman at the bar wiped her hands and greeted her with a menu.

The flat head who almost tripped put the handbag on the table, rubbed the beads on the wrist of his left hand with his right hand and said, "There will be two people in a while, and I will order food when I come." ”

The middle-aged woman nodded and put the menu on the table.

"Let me tell you, I have a new acquaintance with a Northeast honey, and I am quite excited." One of them said to the other, "Twenty-two years old!" Her best friend is my former best friend, and now it's okay for the two of us to eat and drink together! Just last week's dinner! She brought her best friend over to introduce us to each other! Don't say hey, I fell in love at first sight when we first met! ”

The other person clicked and said, "In your early twenties? Is it Hinako? ”

The person who spoke said "hehe" smiled and said, "Hey, look at my red face, what do you say!" ”

Cao Chengrui's chest seemed to be hit hard by something again, and he felt that his breathing became difficult. He raised his eyes and looked at Li Ling, who was lowering his head to pick up vegetables, and he felt inexplicably not a taste.

At this time, Cao Chengrui only felt that the chair under his buttocks was hit hard, and it turned out that the fat flat-headed group sitting behind him stood up at the same time, and the action of pushing the chair was a little big.

"My brother Zhibo, my barrister, why are you here?" The fat flat head greeted warmly.

Walking in from outside the restaurant, a middle-aged man wearing a black trench coat with a split hair and gold-rimmed glasses should be the "barrister" in the mouths of the two.

"Hey, I said the two big brothers, don't be so polite, look at the two of you who chose this place, he is not easy to find, right?" The barrister bowed slightly, stretched out his hand and shook the fat flat head.

The fat flat head grinned and said, "Isn't this hidden? Ha ha! ”

As the servants were talking, the barrister's mobile phone rang, and he hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, nodded at the two eldest brothers in his mouth, and said, "I'll answer the phone, answer the phone." After that, he hurriedly pressed the answer button and said, "Hey, my Sister Zhao!" Ha ha! I'm fine, you say! Oh! Oh! Feel relieved! Your son's business is easy to handle, and I have already talked to the girl's family! Two lovers! Right! It's not a big deal! As soon as the money is in place, it will be solved immediately! Ay! Yes, yes! Your son is fine! Rest assured! Okay, okay, let's get in touch if there's something! Hey, goodbye, Sister Zhao. He hung up the phone and hurriedly arched his hand at the two of them and said, "I'm sorry, I've been a bit busy lately." ”

"It's okay, you're busy! Let's eat first, and the fourth child will have two girlfriends in a while! The fat flat head gave the barrister to his seat, and when he sat down, he slammed into Cao Chengrui's chair.

Cao Chengrui grinned bitterly and gently moved the chair forward, leaving room for the fat flat head.

Not long after, two more women came, both of whom looked good and were in good shape. With this small appearance, if it is placed on the Internet, it must be a public goddess.

As soon as the two women sat down, they snorted and said "brother" angrily.

Listening to the back table chatting and eating, drinking and chatting, Cao Chengrui and Li Ling were also eating and drinking, but neither of them spoke anymore.

Cao Chengrui grabbed a piece of meat, and just about to put it in his mouth, he hit it again, and the chopsticks shook and the meat fell on the table.

"This big brother, please squeeze lightly." Cao Chengrui took a breath and turned to the fat flat head behind him and said.

The fat flat head, who was already half a catty of liquor in his stomach, turned his head to look at Cao Chengrui, and pouted.

Seeing this, Li Ling hurriedly smiled and said angrily: "Brother, I'm sorry! It's okay, it's okay! We're almost done eating. ”

The fat flat head glanced up and down at Li Ling with drunken eyes and said, "It's still a little girl who speaks nicely!" Hey! The length is beautiful, too! ”

Cao Chengrui heard Li Ling shouting "brother", and somehow a fire hit his head, pushed away the stool and stood up, just about to turn around, only to feel that his head was "buzzing", and his eyes were black.

When he woke up, he was already lying in a hospital bed, with gauze wrapped around his head.

At the same time as Cao Chengrui stood up, Fat Pingtou also stood up, picked up the liquor bottle on the table and gave it to Cao Chengrui, and then was pulled away by the people at the same table.

The other party looked for a car to send Cao Chengrui to the hospital, paid the medical bills and hospitalization fees, put down 30,000 yuan and left.

"Why didn't you call the police?" Cao Chengrui was dizzy, looked at Li Ling beside the hospital bed and asked.

Li Ling sighed: "It's very troublesome to call the police, it takes money and time, don't you understand what you say?" After a pause, he said: "The other party said that it is faster for us to solve it privately." ”

"What? He beat people for nothing? Cao Chengrui only felt tightness in his chest and difficulty breathing.

Li Ling pursed her lips: "It's not in vain, didn't you leave 30,000?" Rest well! Let's settle the matter! ”

Cao Chengrui only felt that it was dark again in front of him.

5.

The doctor told me to stay in the hospital for at least 20 days.

A friend came to see me once, helped me get some groceries from home, and asked me if I wanted to bring the box of instant noodles as well.

Li Ling will also come to see me, and when she comes, she is still so beautiful and showy.

I know the truth that "fighting a war is fighting money", and whoever is rich and powerful has the right to say it, and this has been the case since ancient times.

But I think it's a vicious circle, right? Wicked people will not be punished for making mistakes, and they can "put down their butcher knives and become Buddhas" at any time, they eat well and sleep soundly. Good people and honest people will be wronged and go through nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties. It's really the saying: "Good people don't live long, but disasters live for a thousand years."

"You think you're a good person?" Li Ling peeled the apple and said to me, "You should endure it at that time, we are all going to finish eating." After eating, we'll check out and leave, wow! Why do you think you're messing with this? ”

It's funny, why am I messing with this? Isn't it because you call someone someone else's "brother"?

"Individual heroism also depends on strength, and society is like that." Li Ling handed me the peeled apple and said, "Is this okay?" You can lie in bed and create. ”

"I've finished writing it, and I sent it to the editor of the magazine yesterday." I actually have quite a few in stock.

After so many years with Tao Qiwu, he showed me what he wrote, and I showed him what I finished. Neither of us double-checked the word count, but there were always millions of words.

Li Ling smiled and said to me, "I know that you are the best!" Take care of your injuries! I'm going home, it's too late and I don't have a car. ”

I smiled and nodded, but it wasn't a taste in my heart, as soon as she left me, I would think about where she went, what she was doing, whether she was with anyone else.

Of course, I know it's bad. I have made up my mind to go back to Songbai when I am discharged from the hospital. Actually, I still miss Lao Tao.

took a bite of the apple fiercely, looked at Li Ling's back as she turned away, and couldn't tell what she felt.

I remember once when I went back to Songbai to drink with Lao Tao during the holidays, and when I talked about so many words written over the years, we both wondered if we could sort them out, connect the stories together, and make a long novel.

In the novel, there must be experiences between the two of us, and there must be stories that are written.

I think I'll discuss this matter with him when I go back to Songbai this time.

That's a good idea.