(a)

The two continued to chat in Chunchun's room.

"Actually, at that time, he thought about sending me to the Central Academy of Fine Arts for further study, but I didn't think about it that much at that time, and I went clubbing every day, so I didn't go." Chunchun quietly spit out the smoke ring, opened his mouth and laughed. The most touching part of Chunchun's face is the mouth, which is not a traditional cherry mouth, but a little flat, and when you smile, you will have a lot of charm.

"What a pity!" Chang Xia's eyes widened and looked at Chunchun in disbelief, with a look of sincere pity for her in her eyes.

"There's nothing to be sorry for, I'm such a person. How comfortable how to come. "Chun Chun smokes slowly.

Chang Xia saw that her face was a little gloomy, it was the traces left on her face by her long-term overnight life. Staying up all night playing games, drunk and dreaming during the day, his eyes are dark and listless.

"Does she think that youth is a piece of clothing, crumpled and torn, and she can buy new ones at will? But no, youth is the only skin clothes on the body, and when you get old, you are wasted, and you can't turn back. Chang Xia thought.

"I have a lot of girlfriends, all of whom are mistresses. What's so bad about being a mistress, as long as you have money. However, this is the first time I have encountered someone like you. He laughed again as if he felt sorry for Chang Xia.

Chang Xia wore a gray, well-cut dress, showing off her slender waist. My Fair Lady, that's how it is. Looking at her physique, she is also graceful, but she is unaware of her innate advantages.

"You just read books all day long, it's really ......" The latter words, Chunchun didn't continue, thinking it was boring to continue. doesn't drink, doesn't club, doesn't play games, doesn't be a lover, looks like a delicate face, but reads like a nun all day long.

It's just a stupid wood, like her friends. If it weren't for the poverty sharing a living room, there would probably be no intersection in this life.

"Hey, you've been talking for six years, why don't you marry him!" Chang Xia suddenly asked stupidly curiously.

She didn't have the concept of "lover" in her mind yet. She broke up with Wu Min, not because she didn't want to marry him!

Chunchun seemed to be choked suddenly, and said, "No, no, how can I marry him...... Kill me, and you won't marry him......" The voice was cut off by a thick mourning, which was like a wall with a dark room behind it. But what was in the dark room, Chunchun stopped and refused to say more. Chang Xia is inconvenient to ask again.

"Actually, there are no regrets. What should be eaten, and eaten it; What should be worn, I also wore it; It's time to play, and it's time to play. It's time to be content. Chunchun said with a smile, flicking the ashes of his cigarette.

Chang Xia thought that a country girl who had graduated from high school, after arriving in Beijing, lived such a life, which far exceeded the expectations of a country girl.

But Chang Xia felt that something was wrong, and the past six years were short-lived. Chunchun didn't know that she had sold her best youth at a price. The selling price was her life in those years. Now, the money she had spent selling her youth had run out.

But she didn't realize it yet, and felt that she should still have a prosperous life. Meet Ma Kuang online. At that time, Ma Guang's girlfriend got married, and the groom was not him. Two lovelorn people rekindle the fire of love, and Chunchun leaves Beijing to run towards her new love and new life.

When she arrived in Fucheng, she realized that she couldn't regain her old mountains and rivers. Looking for a job, but not finding a good job. Then play games at home all day. Chang Xia was reading a book in his room, and he could hear the violent impact sound from the house.

This world is sometimes a little inexplicable, life is too much chance and chance encounters, just like her and Chunchun, two people whose life concepts are too far apart, people from all over the world, who have no intersection in their original life trajectories, but they are all in Fucheng for the love they found on the Internet, under the same roof, in this city to open a window and share a living room.

(b)

If the life that begins in a strange place is compared to a huge egg, then intersecting with people is also equivalent to slowly peeling off the eggshell little by little.

Chang Xia stood by the square newsstand at the entrance of the vegetable market and handed over five dimes. She was reluctant to hand over five dimes, but she had to read the job advertisements between the cracks of the newspaper, and at the same time study the supplement of the newspaper to earn some meager manuscript fees.

After taking the newspaper, she stood on the side of the road and eagerly flipped through the supplement, and after scanning it, a disappointed look appeared on her face, this issue did not have her article. Those who bought mother's big dishes saw a young girl walking and reading the newspaper. Stop and go, and don't be afraid of being hit by a tinkling bicycle behind you.

This supplement is very special, the whole page is written about a person named Hai Er, and there is a portrait of him on it: a square Chinese face, a beard, and glasses. It says, Jianghu Ranger. It's just that today's rivers and lakes are different from yesterday's rivers and lakes, yesterday was a sword qi rivers and lakes, and today is an Internet rivers and lakes.

Fucheng is full of tall banyan trees, after reading his novel and introduction, Chang Xia alone in the loneliness under the banyan tree in Fucheng, muttering to himself: "I want to find this person." ”

A few days later, Chang Xia was writing, Chunchun should not have fallen asleep, the whole room was very quiet, only the sound of her neatly tapping on the keyboard could be heard.

Suddenly, the phone rang, and Chang Xia was frightened. Normally, at this time, Bai Xian is busy with work and will not call her.

Chang Xia reluctantly picked up the microphone at the computer desk, his eyes still fixed on the screen. "Hey!" She said.

A strange man's voice came from the microphone, and he suddenly asked, "What's your phone here?" ”

Interrupted by his preoccupation, Chang Xia was angry: "What are you talking about, I don't understand." "Is there something wrong with scolding this person in my heart?

"And who's hitting my pager?" The man asked.

Well, Chang Xia took his attention off the computer screen completely, "Did I call you for pageing?" She asked quizzically.

Suddenly, she reacted, "I'm calling you." Hai Er?! She asked.

While thinking to myself, this person's reaction arc is really slow enough, it was a few days ago, fortunately, Chunchun stayed up late to play games, and he was sleeping in the morning, and the phone was not busy.

"Yes, who are you?" The other side asked even more suspiciously.

Chang Xia briefly introduced himself. Well? A girl who has just arrived calls him, is she going to ask him for help? After all, it's a girl, so I'm probably embarrassed to say it directly. With the straightforward character of Shandong people, he directly cut into the question and asked: "Are you in trouble and short of money?" Need help? "He's been in this situation in the past, and he's felt the needs of others.

Chang Xia was surprised, but shook his head, this is a matter of borrowing money. "I can't tell you on the phone for a while, add QQ to chat!" Chang Xia said.

"Okay." The one on the phone didn't refuse, and added her QQ.

"I can't hold on, I don't know what I can do?" Chang Xia was tapping on the keyboard, and the low feeling of wanting to cry came up again, and it was pressed lower and lower in the tapping of the keyboard.

"I can understand your feelings." Comfort over there.

His past experience, "In a foreign land, his computer was stolen, and a man walked around the state city all night with a fruit knife in hand, looking for thieves. "Most of the first generation of online writers were at the height of their fame, and their clothes fluttered away, and they didn't know where to go."

He has been working on an original spotted bamboo in a forum for a year, and there have been many storms, but in the end it has been an empty name. In the network, he is a poor and daring lone ranger, but in the real world, what is he? The group of people who graduated from college in the early 80's are ordinary among the thousands of people in the city. Coming from a rural family, the family could not give him any financial support.

Looking for a job, being unemployed, finding a job that doesn't pay well, just making ends meet.

"If there's a chance, let's meet." Chang Xia typed on the keyboard.

He didn't push off the meeting, "It's just that I won't pay my salary until a few days, and if we meet tonight, I can't afford to invite you to dinner." "It's okay, it's just chatting tonight, not eating." The two checked the address, and it was most convenient to meet at the provincial library.