(1) When Enling received Chang Xia's call, he was lazy lying on the bed knitting a sweater, and the sound of cooking in the kitchen.

"Where are you coming back?" Enling suppressed his surprise and slowly put down the phone.

She was disappointed in her heart, as if a kite had been released from her heart, and she expected it to fly high and far beyond the passage of her time, but she did not expect that the kite had only flown for a few days before it broke and fell down.

Fortunately, Enling asked Chang Xia to take a precaution first and took a month's sick leave. If it is really a resignation from the termination of labor relations, I dare not think about it.

Maybe it's fate! If Chang Xia can't fly out, then he can only fall into the original cage, where can Chang Xia escape to in such a big place?

I hope Wu Min doesn't go looking for her. The scene of visiting Chang Xia in a single house. "He always comes, he always comes, what should I do?" "I was torn apart from the past, and the broken dots of the past still came and hit me from time to time, and I went crazy with pain, and my face was distorted, full of despair and resentment. Alas! I hope not.

Chang Xia slept dimly in her small house. When I opened the door, the tables, chairs, and bed boards were already covered with a thick layer of floating ash.

Chang Xia put down his luggage, "I'm back", and came back in a blink of an eye, with a broken heart, back to the place he didn't want to go back to; Re-face everything around you.

But after the horror, it all seemed like nothing.

The ashes, the dormitory that once made her throb, now suddenly breed countless kindness and comfort, and the bed belongs to hers.

It stretched out its hand like an old grandmother, patted the quilt, come on, Chang Xia, sleep in my arms. The radiator by the window, the old blue cloth curtains stained with gray spots, Chang Xia smelled this thick breath, it belonged to her and accepted her.

A day ago, she was on the streets of the city, just a street, covered with thousands of strange footprints, and the whole city was cold and silent.

I just remember that at the station, a person carrying luggage stumbled on the train, and that was a particularly bleak and helpless feeling. After washing her face and opening the sheets, she poured out the sand in her arms and fell asleep on the bed board after this period of physical and mental exhaustion. From time to time, the dream swept the cars that roared past the city.

Occasionally waking up for a moment, the quiet sleepiness of the bedside table and the hood on the wardrobe became a part of them again, as drowsy as they were. In this way, I slept almost for a day and a night.

On the morning of the third day, after getting up in the summer, Chang Xia put on white corduroy trousers and a light green striped knit sweater, like a green leaf blown in the field in spring, and went straight to the stadium.

Xiaocao is still naughty in the white round hat of the dewdrops, Chang Xia pulled out a small grass from the ground and put it in the palm of his hand, Xiaocao, if I leave here and go to another city, can I still run like this every morning with dew?

If I had left here, where would I be? Looking into the distance, the stadium is surrounded by a row of maple trees, which are close to the iron fence.

Chang Xia turned his gaze closer again, and the maple bark was pale and light brown, intertwined into a gossip-like pattern. What a mystery life is!

(b)

Chang Xia welcomed Enling into the room. Enling looked around the room, and the previously invisible mist vanished into the room. There is a picture on the wall next to the bed, showing two children pouting cutely at the moon.

Looking at Chang Xia again, the stunned look in his eyes that was twisted by pain was gone, and a faint smile unconsciously curved from the corners of his mouth to the tips of his eyes, and sparkled from his entire face.

The lifeless slump of the limbs was gone, the willow branches were pliable, and the streams sang joyful songs.

"Huh! Does a trip out make you look so radiant? Enling stared at Chang Xia in surprise, his eyes were intertwined with bewilderment, and the bottom was still full of envy and jealousy of the girl's youth.

In the end, she is young and recovers quickly, if she dissolves her marriage, I am afraid that it will always be broken.

"No!" Chang Xia smiled shyly and let Enling sit on the bed, and she sat next to her. Chang Xia said that there was an extra voice in her life that made her worry.

After listening to the ins and outs of the matter, Enling's delicate eyes suddenly showed doubts and worries, and said, "Is this reliable?" Just listen to the voice, what if it's a scammer? ”

How can there be a liar problem? Chang Xia was taken aback, Chang Xia found out for the first time that her emotional events had a different view in the eyes of others.

Chang Xia seems to be guaranteeing with her life, and she definitely says no, he is definitely not a liar.

Enling opened his mouth, but finally didn't say anything, just smiled undeniably. Because he is young, he always has a beautiful illusion about things to come. She is married, but Chang Xia is not married, so she always feels that she is much older than Chang Xia.

The illusion will pass like moonlight, leaving behind the desolate pain of the night's burning.

"I should let her try it! If she didn't try, how could she be willing? ”

(c)

"Picking lotus in Nantang autumn, lotus flowers are over people's heads." It feels like it's such a crisp autumn day.

He said angrily, "I'm not a little boy, I'm a man." After a fight online, the two started chatting.

In my memory, it was like a pile of sun-dried grass that still smelled of the sunny fragrance of grass.

It was in the town that she took the initiative to call Bai Xian to inquire about finding a job outside.

She never imagined that the voice would continue to slide down the track of her life.

When Chang Xia revisited her hometown countless times in her memory, looking at the phantom city under the moonlight, she could not erase the incredible feeling in her heart from different angles.

"The sky is high, and the sea is green." He is just one of the tens of billions of seawater sand, and so is Chang Xia.

Two small grains of sand are separated by dozens of cities, endless houses, cobweb-like roads, railways; There are also rivers and lakes where "the green mountains are endless, after all, they flow eastward".

Virtual encounters.

He clicked on one of the grains of flowing sand and sent a message. There was a light and shadow that swept down by chance on the two speeding life cars, but this light and shadow stopped.

"Salesman?" Chun Shan, who was dressed in a white hexagram, asked. At that time, Chang Xia and Enling couldn't figure out the difference between sales and door-to-door sales.

The door-to-door salesmen are all skillful and even dead-faced, which makes the people in the town a little contemptible; However, they also vaguely feel that sales seem to be more than that, there is a closed door behind their lives, and when this door is opened, there will be strange things inside, maybe there will be mysterious flying carpets, iron shoes that can never be broken.

But they only looked through the crack in the door with a little hidden novelty, and did not dare to push open the door with the iron ring.

"Autumn" explains to Chang Xia that marketing is a complex system, including advertising, channels, etc., and terminal sales are only a small part of it. They don't understand that.

"Beware of someone selling you!" Chun Shan said that by giving her the key to the infusion room, Chang Xia could talk on the phone in her office every night without interruption.