(a)

As they knocked on the door, it was a girl who opened the door, and Chang Xia looked at the girl in front of him with some surprise.

The diminutive girl had her hands in her pockets, and the small sling bag on one side slid playfully over her narrow shoulders, revealing most of her shoulders and the faintly white veil that connected her shoulders.

As she smiled, the bag seemed to jump on her shoulder.

She was followed by a man with a thick white skin, thick eyebrows like thick punctuation marks on his square face, greeting them warmly, his tongue wrapping his mouth full, laboriously and indistinctly. The exaggerated expressions on the faces seem to compensate for the negligence of inarticulate words, luxuriant and rich.

Although the house is a little older, everything is still suitable. There's an old-fashioned shower in the bathroom, and there's a kitchen stove with everything, and when they move in, they just have to buy a quilt and a mat.

Even though it is an old town, the transportation is quite convenient. The four of them sat at a low wooden table in the living room, discussing the matter of sharing a room.

They live in one room and rent the other, and the rent is split between two people.

Chang Xia kept shrinking behind Bai Xian, reluctant to speak.

Chunchun stuck to Ma Guang's body, rested his chin on Ma Guang's back, and said to Bai Xian with a smile: "Your friend looks so small!" Hey, why didn't she speak? ”

Bai Xian turned around and took Chang Xia's hand, his eyes were gentle, like a child, and said, "It's okay, she is introverted, in a few days, everyone will be familiar with it." ”

The sales and job search deceived a few days ago seemed to exhaust all the things that Chang Xia should say in his life, Chang Xia's language was exhausted, like a wandering soul floating back from a wilderness.

She only felt physically and mentally exhausted and broken, her lips seemed to be old, she couldn't move, and she was tired of seeing people. Boredom and nausea. In this survival tanker, she is like a pig being transported to the slaughterhouse. She was dizzy from the toasting in the jar, but her hands couldn't grasp anything she could support.

In this strange living environment, she couldn't locate it. Therefore, it was as if she had lost her voice and did not want to speak.

After going downstairs, "How's it going?" Bai Xian asked, Chang Xia didn't say anything.

In Chang Xia's eyes, the wooden door with the paint peeled off, the walls in the room are not white, yellow or yellow, and the wall paint on it is peeling off, revealing an old woman's wrinkled face.

She doesn't like it, but with the current situation, she can't have a better like, Chang Xia knows.

But Chang Xia couldn't help it after all, and still said resentfully, "The worst house in our north is better than this." ”

Bai Xian didn't say anything, just held her hand tightly, and that's all he could give Chang Xia at the moment.

A big boy in his early twenties, a poor young boy who came from the countryside and struggled in the city, he was already doing his best.

After a while, he said, "If you don't want to, we can change rooms." Chang Xia shook his head, that was unrealistic.

(b)

After moving over. Pack your bags. Bai Xian opened the box and threw a few changes of clothes into the box.

After going out for a long time, Bai Xian's box has always been very simple, toothbrushes, towels, a change of underwear and a shirt or two, these are the things he travels around.

Bai Xian closed the box, looked back and saw Chang Xia behind him, pursing his lips, as if he was complaining and about to cry.

Bai Xian smiled gently, pinched Chang Xia's cheeks with his hand, and his fingers swept over Chang Xia's nose: "Okay!" It's not like I'm not coming back. Chang Xia smiled and lowered his head.

It's this old green side of the small box, when Bai Xian went to see Chang Xia for the first time, when he just came out of the platform, Chang Xia saw Bai Xian and the small box on his shoulder: wide shoulder straps, the box surface was already a little old, and it didn't look high-end. The corners touched, and they were erect, and the inside seemed to be made of wood, and the outside was covered with a layer of leather.

Chang Xia remembered that he was still a little disappointed in his heart at that time.

If you are Chang Xia, who works in a state-owned enterprise, you may spend half a month's salary to buy a high-end outfit: it must be leather, with soft and noble folds, and there is a faint luster in the skin.

And now, this box has become a note in their lives: wandering at any time, leaving at any time, accompanied by the embarrassment of life.

Bai Xian has no fixed place, his market is in the counties and cities below Fucheng, several counties run down, almost half a month, come back to live for a few days, and then go out again, this is the cycle.

As soon as the house was rented, Bai Xian was about to go on a business trip, and this room seemed to be half emptied. Fucheng, who does she know to go? Fucheng, where does she know? The only solace is in this room, but now......

Bai Xian looked at Chang Xia bowing his head and frowning, he couldn't bear it, if it was something else, he was used to being a girl in the city, he wasn't worried, but Chang Xia ......

But he is helpless, he always has to live, he still has to work hard for the future of the two of them, yes, the man has tears and does not dust lightly, full of tenderness, a thousand words, and can only be turned into a few words, he reached out and hugged Chang Xia into his arms, Chang Xia snuggled in his arms, he lowered his head, rubbed his chin against Chang Xia's forehead, and whispered: "A person at home must learn to take care of himself, eat better, and gain weight, okay?" You can find a job slowly, don't be in a hurry, no matter how difficult it is, isn't there still me? ”

Chang Xia's face was buried in his arms, revealing only his jet-black hair on his chest.

"Don't send me away! Otherwise, if I come back downstairs alone, I will cry again, and I will not be at ease when I leave. The black hair with the arched head buried in his chest was little by little.

Bai Xian picked up the box and picked up a paper bag on the ground, Chang Xia followed him to the door, opened the door, Bai Xian walked outside the door and turned around: "Go back!" ”

Chang Xia stopped, stood at the door, and watched Bai Xian carry the box on his shoulder, carrying the paper bag downstairs, at the turn of the stairs, Bai Xian turned his head frequently: "Go back, oh, go back!" ”

What remained in his sight was Chang Xia in a white shirt leaning against the door, with a sad and reluctant look.

(c)

Chang Xia returned to the room alone with a melancholy knot, Bai Xian's figure seemed to be still in the room, his breath could be smelled, but the warm moment was that the flowers fell into nothing, Chang Xia's heart was clogged with the thick juice of sadness and crying, she didn't know how to face the days of being alone in Fucheng?

When I wake up every morning, I wonder when I will get a job. Every morning I wake up to a new day, and my heart is as breathless as if it were pressing against a boulder that cannot be moved.

Now, she is like a child, left in a strange place by adults, and the child is pitifully waiting for when the adults will be able to pick her up.

Looking for a job, looking for a job, when can you get a job, all day long, it's this voice, she's here alone, if she can't find a job, she'll go crazy sooner or later.

At this time, how could Chang Xia know the employment situation in the city?

Every year, college graduates pour out from the school gates. Limited employment outlets, roaring waves, arching into skyrocketing bubbles, angry lions, tearing weak survivors to shreds. If she knew this, would she still be desperate to weave dreams in the state-owned enterprises in the town? Will you still follow Bai Xian like this?