Last time, I talked about Bai Xian because his graduation certificate was detained, and he became a migrant worker in desperation.

(a)

The young migrant worker, with a rope hanging from his waist, hung like a plaster spider man on the bridge pier, holding a wrench in his hand, and walked along the bridge pier. At his feet is the surging river, and if the rope continues, in the blink of an eye, he will be swallowed by the unfathomable water, and his head will be in the mouth of a great fish. Thinking of this, his legs trembled.

After work, there is no TV to watch, and the only leisure and entertainment is to play cards with a few migrant workers, and use his smart brain to win some more money to buy food tickets.

The workers who lost the card swallowed the disgusting and disgusting dirty engine oil the size of the egg. There was laughter all around. It's such a vulgar environment.

He has become a real migrant worker, and he has long stopped keeping a diary.

Under the starlight of the wilderness, after the silence of the construction site, where was the boy, gazing into the stars into his future?

At that time, how could he have thought that his life could carry the fate of another girl's life?

Fate is really a broom in the hands of an old witch, where does it fall after it flies into the air? No one knows.

When I came back, I went to look for a job in the Dongguan factory in Guangzhou with the tide of migrant workers, but the salary was too low, so I gave up and returned to my hometown in frustration.

The first time Bai Xian applied for a job as an educated and educated person, he was called from Zhejiang by one of his teachers, who had resigned from school, and a company was hiring a front-line representative, and the teacher was the HR director of the branch there. He submitted a fake diploma, but the student number was real.

On that day, the 19-year-old boy wore his father's long, big suit and carried his father's worn-out and old bag, and got on the train again.

(b)

This unattractive rural boy born after the 1980s has once again embarked on the journey of life. He didn't know it, but he had stepped into an era of change in ignorance.

The tide of the commodity economy is surging in China. When that company developed to its peak, the whole country watched it. Those who control the empire, skillfully apply guerrilla warfare, people's war, the countryside besieges the city, and so on.

When the empire developed to its largest, nearly 100,000 business personnel across the country walked through the fields in the countryside and on the roads of the townships, almost overnight, advertisements were overwhelming, car stickers, tricycle stickers, toilet stickers, pigsty stickers, etc., next to the township roads where the cars traveled, on telephone poles, on the civil walls, etc., a big red comma. Every household knows it. At that time, Chang Xia in the small town of northern Jiangsu had of course seen it.

The young boy, who came and went in the wind and rain, dressed in old clothes and tanned, rode a broken bicycle from house to house, and was sometimes chased by the farmer's dog. When you are hungry, you only buy a few breads to eat at noon; When he was thirsty, he took the tap water from the farmer's yard to drink; When you are tired, you can take a rest in the temple outside the village. Although it is bitter, it is burning passion.

Later, as the company's glory days passed, these sales armies were scattered. He also followed an old leader to a pharmaceutical company and was assigned to Zhejiang, where he was the planning supervisor of the Zhejiang market planning department, and finally became a small white-collar worker.

He was accompanied by a number of recent college graduates, about the same age, or a few years older than him, who had just come out of the ivory tower, and who were full of unworldly pride.

But people who have been in contact with Bai Xian only feel that this young boy has a kind of stability and maturity that is not commensurate with his age.

(c)

He likes to read sports weekly newspapers. Since he couldn't buy them nearby, he went to the Internet café to stream some sports news. Occasional chats. The QQ chat tool has not been out for a long time, and everyone is obsessed with chatting. Internet fees are also expensive. The first web novel that became popular was "The First Close Contact" by the ruffian Cai.

And these people consciously keep a distance from trendy things. It's just that at that time, he had just fallen out of love and was in a more depressed mood. If that's called love.

She is an elementary school teacher in the town. Later, Bai Xian's work was transferred and he went to another place.

The female teacher called in tears and offered to break up. Because, her father did not approve of his daughter finding such a homeless person. Of course, they want their daughter to find someone with a regular job. Doing sales, in their eyes, is still in the last class after all.

Bai Xian agreed on the phone. They have no fixed place to live, no fixed place to work, and they don't know where tomorrow's job will be today. Why did he let a girl wander around? If you really love her, you want her to live well, and you want to break up.

That afternoon, he opened QQ, looked up who was online, and added him as a friend.

There are thousands of them online on the Internet, just like countless small fish swimming in the depths of the sea, how does he know the desperate and enthusiastic spiritual call of the distant and boundless Chang Xia in that small city?

If he walked into the Internet café later, maybe Chang Xia would have gone offline; If he had walked into the Internet café earlier, maybe he would have gone offline, and Chang Xia had not yet gone online.

Don't say so much more thrilling ifs. When he saw "Jin Se Nian", he also liked ancient poems, he paused and pressed the key.

Before that moment, Chang Xia said to the chrysanthemum girl, help me come up with a screen name, I can't think of a suitable one at once.

The chrysanthemum girl thought for a while, and then said, 'Who is the golden year?' 'Your name is Jin Se Nian. ”

He clicked on the request to send a friend.

Chang Xia was busy in the Internet café in the town, clicked to open his introduction, and after reading it, he said unceremoniously: "Little boy, not interested." You can talk to someone else. “

He angrily typed back: "I'm not a little boy, I'm a man."

Chang Xia didn't bother to pay attention to him. I don't like to socialize with young boys.

(4) After the plan to meet Blue failed, Chang Xia was depressed for a while and continued to search.

Between the nets, the bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream.

Between the nets, the morning is in Jianggao, and the evening is slow to the northern Zhu.

After chatting, a person in Qingdao who claimed to be a businessman left his phone number.

There is also a decoration company in Jiangsu, and the age seems to be appropriate.

But in the evening, it was time for the Internet café to close, and I heard the sound of the chrysanthemum girl moving her chair over there, and half-pulled down the roller shutter. Chang Xia put down the mouse and stood up, only to find that he was actually empty, his heart was empty, and his hands were empty.

"Let's go!" Every time, the chrysanthemum girl sees Chang Xia's lost appearance.

"Why, netizens didn't come today!" The chrysanthemum girl asked as she walked. Chang Xia shook his head. The two met again at the intersection. At least there is a mother waiting for her at the chrysanthemum girl's house, and Chang Xia can only go back to the dormitory where no one is waiting for her.

Enling is straightforward, on this day, she also went back to the dormitory, and when she saw Chang Xia, she couldn't help it: "You think you go to the Internet café every day, and no one else knows!" It is said that after you broke up with Wu Min, you dropped the price and went to the Internet café all day long. Hang out with a bunch of stinky hairy boys all day long, they're a lot younger than you, and they'll be able to marry you in the future, what's the matter? ”

"Besides, after an hour of surfing the Internet, you can buy a pound of pork and eat a boxed lunch. A night shift is not enough to go to the net once. What are you doing? "Grace Lingling's teeth are sharp.

"You Chang Xia, you are twenty-five or six years old, you should get married and have a baby, it's time to think about entering the intermediate title, but you are still mixed with a group of eighteen or nine-year-old hairy little guys who are breastfeeding and have no hair at the corners of their mouths, have you Chang Xia really fallen to this part?". At this time, the spirit of grace is like a person who is actively striving for fame, annoyed by the son of a gentleman who does not seek progress.