The dense rain is not full of sorrowful lovesickness

The evening breeze does not dissipate the scorching love

The line in the page is my sleepless love for you!

Yet, my humble love, you can't care.

On July 1st, at 7 p.m., I packed my luggage at home, folded my clothes neatly and stuffed my suitcase, and I struggled to tighten the zipper, while thinking about whether to bring an extra towel and a mask.

After doing almost everything to prepare, I watered the orchids and cacti on the balcony, and grinded and grinded, and then I called my parents.

On the phone, he explained this business trip concisely and concisely, and then accepted some endless advice, and then he was willing to give up. But it was already midnight when I hung up the phone, and there was an unfinished bottle of red wine on the coffee table, and walnuts and nuts were scattered all over the floor. I glanced at the time on my phone and had a headache at the thought of a seven-and-a-half-hour high-speed ride tomorrow. I made a far-fetched excuse for myself, and I didn't even want to take a shower, so I lay down in the bed.

In a haze, Hu Shanshan's figure resurfaced in his mind.

Hu Shanshan, how much I miss you, in the lonely time, you have almost filled my entire life.

Every day is to sleep peacefully in the thoughts of you, and when you wake up, the first thing that comes to mind is you.

I slept hazy, and when I heard someone knocking on the door, I wondered, who could it be so late?

Later, I heard the sound of pressing the door lock code, tick tick, tick tick, the sound of the doorknob turning......

"Why are you here?" I sat up and looked at Zhao Qian standing in front of the door and asked.

Zhao Qian is my ex-girlfriend, that is, Hu Shanshan's mouth, the wall that blocks between me and her. But Zhao Qian is already married and has children. Our story ended two years ago, and it should not have crossed paths again, but the strange thing is that whenever I get stuck and can't get out, she comes running to me like I'm telepathic.

Zhao Qian walked into the room and walked around, smirking proudly: "I should have left you more photos, so that others would not have a chance to hang them." ”

"I didn't keep these photos of you because I missed the old ones, don't think too much about it." I say.

Zhao Qian didn't hesitate and said: "It's not that I'm thinking too much, and I'm too lazy to think about it." But your statement is not credible! ”

"Is there something wrong with you coming to my house so late? I'm going on a business trip tomorrow, so it's better to talk about it now. ”

"What can I do? Nothing in this world has anything to do with me, what else can I do to find you? Zhao Qian said this, walked to the wall and touched the photos: "I just came to see you, after all, I haven't seen you for so long."

I don't remember what time Zhao Qian left later, and what time did I fall asleep? I even wondered if it was a dream I had. And when I woke up the next day, I really couldn't find a clue.

On July 2nd, the alarm relentlessly woke me up. Wrapped in a hug was flipped around, hammered the door of the head hard, and the arduous journey began from this moment!

is going to Shandong together, as well as Luo Qian and Zhou Haoran. Because there were too many copywriters to bring, the leader asked us to drive by ourselves, but fortunately, the fuel cost could be reimbursed, and I didn't hesitate.

It's just that the place to go is too far, Luo Qian doesn't have a driver's license yet, Zhou Haoran is not used to automatic transmission, and if I drive for seven and a half hours, it's really quite irresistible.

The weather in July was like a resentful woman with a very different temper, and no one knew what she had done wrong to provoke her. It was still morning sunshine when I went out, and the farther north I went, the more strange the hue of the sky became, and finally it began to rain.

The drizzle came to a halt, the windshield was rattled by the wipers, and the fog was billowing outside the window.

As the road conditions got worse and worse, I began to slow down and keep an eye on the striking lines on the navigation screen.

But it seemed that my car was the only one who was holding back in the drizzle, and passers-by sped past on the left, bringing a strong gust of wind with mockery.

Zhou Haoran sat in the co-pilot, probably sensing my caution and punishment, he glanced at me, didn't say anything, opened the window glass and lit a cigarette for himself.

Luo Qian was chasing dramas along the way, and from time to time there was a smirk from the back seat, and the laughter was covered in the palm of her hand, but it seemed that the whole car would tremble with her laughter.

At this time, Luo Qian took off the headphones and grabbed Zhou Haoran's arm, complaining that he opened the window and the rain splashed his face.

Zhou Haoran and I turned our heads to look at her, and we were both annoyed by her shaking shirt, and we hurriedly withdrew our unclean gaze.

Our uniforms are traditional shirts, ties, and black pants, and both men's and women's clothing are similar. Luo Qian is not a poor girl, a uniform highlights the delicate figure to the fullest, especially the spring light under the buckle on the chest, which will always make people's blood surge.

Through two toll booths, we finally came to the land of Shandong. The service area is full of oil, activities and tibia, and some food, without stopping too much, it is necessary to pull anchor and set sail to continue the boring journey!

The summer rain stopped as soon as it was said, the dark clouds dispersed, leaving no trace in the sky, there was not even water on the road, and dry villages appeared on the roadside.

At 3:50 p.m., the car drove down the Beijing-Shanghai Expressway and arrived at our destination - Yucheng.

Yucheng is named after Yu to control the water, squeeze out the toll station, and see the stone statue of Yu with a shovel standing in the middle of the road. I heard that more than 5,000 years ago, Dayu's team set off from Tushan, Anhui Province and traveled thousands of miles to control the floods of the Yellow River. More than 5,000 years later, another group of Anhui people came here, with ambitions and dreams, to show their ambitions and .......

After taking a photo in front of a construction site in the North Loop, I turned around and walked into the palatial Crystal Palace. This is where we work next, and the lavishly decorated sales center resembles a delicate crystal box compared to the construction site wrapped in cobwebs behind us, a far cry from the shoulders of rough men.

Manager Wu signed in for us, and each received a work card and locker, followed by a large number of information bags. There's still a lot of work to do, but I'm most concerned about where I live.

However, I later learned that because the location was too remote and there was no community nearby, the company rented us a house in the demolition plan.

When I heard the news, I was quite resistant, but Zhou Haoran was optimistic and let me take a look at the tin house where the migrant workers lived next door. Compared with the huge tin box-like house, which has become an oven for making cakes under the scorching sun, what is there to complain about compared to them?

When people are dazed and bald, they always want to find a neighbor to compare. And everyone has such a neighbor, and whether they live well or not depends mainly on our neighbor. If the neighbor eats big fish and meat and beer every day, and your porridge and steamed buns are pickles, then it will be tasteless and tasteless, like chewing wax. But when you have porridge and steamed buns and pickles, your neighbor can't even eat a bowl of instant noodles, and this level of life suddenly seems to have a qualitative leap.

After referring to the light blue tin house where our neighbor lived, Zhou Haoran and I accepted this house calmly. Luo Qian went to live in the city with two other female colleagues in a car.

We weren't the first people to come here, but most of our colleagues are from Anhui, and we always find a common language together.

Different from the exquisite architecture of southern Anhui, the residential construction here has a unique style, with high doors and thick walls, deep courtyards, but no transparent windows.

Xu Hao, who lived here before us, said that the winter in Yucheng can be particularly cold, and the windows are few and compact. You see, this is a rural house, and there are radiators.

We don't know if it's cold in winter, and we didn't expect to stay here until winter.

Xu Hao was very enthusiastic when he saw me and Zhou Haoran, as if he was seeing relatives. Before we came, he lived alone in this big house, there was no toilet at home, and he had to walk through the yard at night to relieve himself. With such an ancient house, it is not possible to keep the old people in the past and hold funerals, and it is quite mad to be alone.

There were three rooms in the house, but only one had air conditioning, so we didn't have a choice and assembled the shelf beds in the other two corners of the room. Xu Hao had experience, and after helping me organize it, he went to help Zhou Haoran. When the bed problem was solved, my new dormitory had a little more of the atmosphere of my student days.

In the evening, I drove to the city to buy air conditioners, quilts and toiletries, and by the way, I asked Luo Qian and two other female colleagues to have dinner together. At the dinner table, everyone who couldn't even remember each other's names chatted about various topics, from Hefei's shead's cabbage dumplings to Huangshan's stone fruits, from Lu'an's hanging pot chicken to whether Cao Cao was from Anhui.

But as I spoke, I found that I couldn't interject, maybe because I had to drive, I didn't dare to drink beer, and I started to get out of place with them who were drunk and hazy!

I managed to become an observer, chewing chicken paws and listening to their rumors. Gradually, I began to miss Hu Shanshan again, a thread hidden in my heart, pulling thousands of waves .......

Hu Shanshan, what is she doing now? It's raining in Shangrao, have you already returned home?

I don't know when I started the weather forecast in Shangrao on my phone. Every day I check the climate of the weather, I will take a look at whether it is raining or high temperature on her side, and then fall into a dense network of thoughts.

Soon the dinner was over, but I couldn't get my thoughts back, crossing the street in front of the lights of thousands of homes, crossing the starry and vast quiet sky, twilight in the forest, the early lights, a concerned heart like a firefly flashing.

After waving to the three staggering female colleagues under the neon lights, we quickly returned to the dormitory, simply made the mattress, washed and rested.

The temperature of the air conditioner was very low, and it felt cold wrapped in the quilt. I woke up from freezing at night, and I was about to turn off the air conditioner, and Xu Hao, who had drunk too much beer and needed to release water, got up and startled me.

It turned out that he had woken up a long time ago, but he was timid by nature, and he refused to walk through the courtyard and go to the thatched house alone until the soldiers came to the city. At this time, Xu Hao saw me as if he saw a savior, so he dragged me out of the yard and accompanied him to release the water.

After such a toss, I lost sleep when I returned to the room, tossing and turning, thinking about the girl thousands of miles away for no reason.