(a)

Coming out of the talent market, exhausted, as if collapsed. When I go out in the morning, it is like a morning flower with dew, and at this time, the spiritual qi is exposed to the poisonous sun and wilts.

After returning to the community, I bought vegetables in the neighborhood and took them back.

The old man heard the sound of the door opening and poked his head out enthusiastically.

Seeing Chang Xia squatting on the ground in the kitchen to pick vegetables, he walked in and wanted to teach Chang Xia.

Chang Xia said no. The old man stood aside and watched Chang Xia pick the vegetables with his hands and feet, and then stood up to wash the vegetables, he said: "Hey, look at you quietly, but your hands and feet are quite fast!" ”

Chang Xia replied while washing vegetables: "The habit of being a nurse, if your hands and feet are not fast, you can't get off work at all, and you have too much work." ”

As she was talking, Chang Xia suddenly felt a palm pinched heavily on her waist, only to hear the old man say: "No wonder, don't look thin, the flesh on your body is quite strong." ”

Chang Xia was caught off guard and was reined, but that hand had already flashed.

This seems to be an understatement, just like the innocence of an elder to a junior, just because he can't see it accurately through the thick coat of winter, he is happy to talk, caress his daughter's hair at will, and measure Chang Xia's waist with his hand.

Chang Xia didn't turn around, stood by the pool, and reopened the water faucet again, no longer breathing.

When Zhuang Zhuang sent the last sample to the computer typesetting room, under the light, Zhuang Zhuang kept yawning, and the bags under his eyes seemed to be relaxed.

Got off the elevator with Zhuang Zhuang, Zhuang Zhuang hurried away on a bicycle, leaving Chang Xia alone to hurry to the platform, the street lamp reflected the night like a deep pool of water translucent, with a chill. The bus had left the platform and stopped at a very close intersection due to a red light.

She ran over panting, walked around to the side of the car, knocked on the door, the sound of knocking made the people in the car look through the glass, and the driver's eyes were also extremely cold and gloomy through the glass in the middle of the night, and the car drove away with a whine without opening the door. Chang Xia stared sadly ahead, then turned and walked back.

It was almost twelve o'clock before the second car came.

That night, I was so tired during the day that I leaned on the seat of the car and slept in a daze, until the car suddenly turned around, and then I woke up and sat down.

As the crowd got out of the car, the unfamiliar scenery on the four sides seemed to put her in the wilderness in the night, and the panic was particularly intense because of the darkness of the night, like black ink poured on white paper.

Running back the same way, only running can squeeze all your thoughts and make running the only content. Until under the original stop sign, I watched the old man of "renting a house" keep rubbing his hands and kept walking around.

This obnoxious old man is her only real connection in the city.

The old man who "rented" sometimes came out with his daughter to pick up Chang Xia, sometimes it was too late, and his daughter slept, so he came out alone to pick up Chang Xia. Although Chang Xia refused to let him, he still enjoyed it.

Although the old man who "rented" was annoying, at that moment, it still made Chang Xia feel a little warm.

In this vast sea of people in Nanjing, only the old man who temporarily borrowed a corner of her to live has contact with her.

"Come back, why are you coming back so late tonight?" After the old man received Chang Xia, he walked back side by side, but he still couldn't help chattering.

(b)

After failing to find a job in the job market, she needs someone to listen to her, someone to tell her what to do? Both Eun Ling and Chun Shan stayed in the town and couldn't tell her.

She thought of this netizen named "Qiushui" again, after all, he was someone "outside", maybe he could tell her.

The IC public phone booth is like a round cattail flowing across the water, leaving traces of wading from one shore to the other shore in Chang Xia's life.

"You've really arrived in Nanjing." After the boy received Chang Xia's call, he seemed a little happy.

When Chang Xia finished talking about her, the boy was silent on the other end of the phone for a while, and then said, "I have something to do now, you wait a few seconds, and I'll call you right away." ”

Before Chang Xia could react, the phone had already hung up.

Chang Xia was stunned, leaning on the IC phone, looking at the sidewalk blankly, it seemed that she had to go, the chats on the Internet were like ice sculptures, and in the sun, they would turn into water.

Chang Xia, you are really annoying, annoying everywhere, who is obligated to help you. Just when Chang Xia was sad and cranky, the phone rang.

Chang Xia took the microphone, still the same boy. After connecting the phone, hanging up, and dialing it again, Chang Xia understood in his heart that in fact, he was quietly saving her long-distance call bills.

About he thought to himself, this girl, just arrived in a different place, it is not easy. For the first time, Chang Xia felt the kindness of this boy.

On a Sunday morning, if you were in your own home, it would have been as if a basket of flowers had fallen from the sky, and the dried petals inside gave off a fragrant, lazy scent.

But when she opened her eyes, Chang Xia, her Sunday morning was vast and empty.

A crisp telephone rang, and the sound of the old man answering the phone, through the door, seemed a little distant, all like the sound of the wind blowing on the other side of the river, which had nothing to do with her.

But suddenly there was a knock on her door, and Chang Xia, who was wrapped in the quilt, frowned slightly, she didn't know what kind of reputation the old man was going to do in "renting a house"?

"There's a call for you, a boy." Outside the door, there was a mysterious voice from the old man who "rented a house".

Who will call her in this city? Chang Xia jumped out of bed, put on his coat, opened the door, and took off the telephone extension hanging on the wall of the hallway.

"Hello, I'm Qiushui," he said.

The old man who was "renting a room" in the room pricked up his ears to listen to Chang Xia answering the phone, as if there was a faint laughter.

But, after all, she was too far away, she was in Nanjing, and his work was based in Fujian, and all he did was tell her on the phone how to prepare for the interview.

(3) At dusk, Chang Xia did not go to work.

She stood alone at the door of the "rental" old man's community. She couldn't do the temporary proofreading work of the newspaper anymore, and those typos and typos were hidden in the dense lead words of the newspaper, and she couldn't make up her mind to do it.

She had already calculated in her heart that even if she continued to do this job, her maximum monthly income would only be 700 yuan, and the rent would be almost half removed, which would still not be enough to maintain the basic life in Nanjing.

At this moment, on the streets of the city, standing at the gate of the urban community, she misses the evening of the town, and the quiet child slowly closes his hazy eyes, which is the moment when the people in the town take a leisurely walk.

People who had eaten dinner came out of their homes and slowly walked towards the park. In the park, the last clouds of dusk gently spread over the sky above the trees, and the evening breeze blows the leaves like a child's eyelashes.

The spirits may have admired her brave departure and envied her experience at this time.

However, she was about to become a deserter. Newspaper proofreading can't be done. Looking for a job like a salesman for a small company, she doesn't have the ability to do it. She couldn't adapt to this lifeless life.

Nearby streets, cars with lights on drive uneasily for a moment. "Xiaolou blows through the cold of the jade flute", she is too sad and declining, and she is destined to be unable to live this kind of life of breaking through and having nothing.

It would be better for her to go back to the cosy town kingdom, which is like two shells, and she is a mollusk that grows in shells.

"Renting" The old man hadn't heard Chang Xia finish speaking, his head was already shaking like a round hand drum, and it was supplemented by a posture of swaying his hands, and there was a ripe persimmon-like smile on his face like a rice ball, as if he was begging Chang Xia not to do such an unlucky thing, "No, never, our rent has never been refunded." ”

Chang Xia said: "Is it only a month back?" You don't lose either. ”

"Why don't you lose money? I'm going to call for a rental again, and I won't be able to find anyone after you're gone! According to the old man's logic, as long as the house is empty and no one can live in it, it will be a loss, and it doesn't matter that the house has actually been paid for by others during this time.

"How can you lose?" Chang Xia couldn't control his anger: "I have already rented the house for these three months, and you have no right to rent it at all." ”

"Then you're gone, I'll rent it out."

"Then you return the money!"

"Money can't be refunded."

How can a weak girl fight the "old raccoon fox"? Let the "old fox fox" spit out what he has eaten, probably have to take a knife and cut his throat, reach in and dig it out! The old fox has time to grind slowly, and Chang Xia is not willing to stay longer in this foreign land for a moment. The poor failed little rabbit left the old fox early the next morning with his black suitcase.