When he got downstairs, Xinyun didn't come down and gave him the key.

Zekuan opened the door and continued to carry her upstairs, so tired that he was almost out of breath, and entered the room, wanting to put her on the bed, but because he was too tired, the two fell on the bed together.

He remembered, but Xinyun was still holding him tightly with both hands, and her neck was pillowed on her arm.

But he stopped again, and thought to himself, "Isn't this taking advantage of others' danger?" Isn't it like the person who drugged her? No, I can't do that! ”

But just when I wanted to get up, I asked in my heart: "Do you 、、、 treat me as Qijing?" ”

The two stopped suddenly, and the passion instantly became awkward.

Zekuan let go of her and asked, "Then do you think I am him?" ”

Xinyun didn't answer, turned around and pulled the quilt to cover her body.

Zekuan got dressed and sat on the edge of the bed, and when he looked back, he saw Xinyun's body trembling in the quilt, as if he was crying.

"He's coming back, I don't know what to do?" Xinyun whimpered.

Zekuan sighed and said, "It's up to you to decide what to do, I can't give you an answer." ”

He got up and went out, gently closed the door, and left her house to go back.

Two days later, in the evening, I received a call from Xinyun.

"I'm leaving, night train, are you going to see me off?"

Zekuan was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Okay, I'll come now." ”

When he went to the train station, Xinyun was waiting for him on the trolley suitcase at the door of the ticket hall, and when he saw him coming, he smiled indifferently at him, his face was a little haggard.

Zekuan asked, "Where are you going?" ”

Xinyun said: "Go north to a place far away, the farther away from Guangdong, the better." ”

"But your home is in Guangdong."

"I don't have a home for a long time."

Xinyun stepped forward, hugged him, and said, "I used to think that it would be best to have someone who could make me forget him, such as you, but we can't do it, so I can only choose to leave and say goodbye to the past completely." ”

Zekuan didn't know what to say, maybe he hadn't been able to understand her pain.

"Since I want to say goodbye, of course it's good to have someone to see me off, thank you for coming, maybe we will never see each other again in this life, but I will not forget that there was once a friend of you." Xinyun kissed him on the cheek, then let him go.

Ze Kuan watched sadly as she walked into the station with her luggage, and there was really an urge to ask her to stay, but think about it, can I keep her? Let's let her start a new life!

He came back in the car alone, looking at the cityscape flashing outside the window, imagining a girl wandering alone, sad in his heart, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

The next day, he called her on her mobile phone to ask if she had arrived, but the voice said that the phone was turned off, and it seemed that she was really going to say goodbye to the past completely, and it was likely that she would no longer write, or no longer use her original pen name.

Although Xinyun's departure did not hit him as hard as Qijing's departure, it made him feel that the world was impermanent and the reality was helpless.

In September, he was glad that she had left the rights and dangers early.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, he went home and gave his mother the new mobile phone he bought, and taught her how to use it, and his mother was very moved.

When he left home, his mother insisted on sending him to the car, and his mother asked him tentatively: "Son, everyone who is about the same age as you who went out to work has brought his girlfriend home, when will you bring your girlfriend back for your mother to see?" ”

Zekuan felt sad for a while, and pretended to be relaxed and said, "Mom, I'm still young, don't worry." ”

The mother said, "Well, there's no need to rush, but if you like it, don't miss it." ”

Zekuan nodded.

In October, the industrial zone confirmed that it was going to be demolished and asked all factories to move out in one place.

Because the factories here are old and the rent is cheap, it is difficult to find such a cheap one nearby, and many factories have moved to the surrounding Panyu, Shunde and other places.

After considering factors such as rent, water, electricity, and employment costs, the boss of the transformer factory, Deng decided to move to Nanhai District, Foshan, and nearly half of the people were unwilling to follow, including Zekuan and Zhao Wencheng.

The two had to look for another job, first looking for a nearby one, but for the same reason there were too many people looking for jobs, and the job opportunities became more monks and fewer porridge, many recruiting factories required skilled hands, and there were only two small factories nearby that also made transformers, but there was no shortage of people.

Zekuan saw that there were two large factories with recruitment computers, and he applied for the job with the intention of trying it out, but people knew that he only graduated from junior high school and did not accept it, and the director of the personnel department of one of the factories was also very sorry to tell him that the people recruited in the factory were arranged in important departments, as reserve talents, and they would pay to obtain relevant qualifications in the future, so they must have a college degree or above as a foundation.

Zekuan was disappointed but understandable, Zhao Wencheng was upset for him: "Grandma, since you want an academic degree, why don't you write it clearly on the recruitment paper, isn't this deliberately embarrassing!" ”

Zekuan said: "Now the streets are full of college students, and people don't expect that people like us are boring to beg for ourselves. ”

The factory buildings that have been moved out in the industrial zone will be demolished immediately, and the renderings of Yongtai Group's brilliant garden, towering buildings, bustling commercial streets, and chic villa areas will be erected at the entrance of the industrial zone.

Zhao Wencheng couldn't believe it: "Can this ghost place really become like this?" ”

Zekuan said: "Now that real estate is getting hotter and hotter, you see that there are more and more high-rise buildings on the street, and the more beautiful the houses are, nothing is impossible." ”

Zhao Wencheng said yearningly: "We have been working here for two years, and we haven't been able to save a few dollars, when can we buy a house in this place?" ”

Zekuan sneered and said: "If you don't eat or drink for a lifetime, it should be about the same, don't dream." ”

When he was about to leave here, Zekuan wanted to go to the sand dunes by the river to sit down, but when he arrived, he saw that a forklift was tearing down the wall and loading the sand away.

The place, full of his fond memories, ceased to exist, and he stood far away, with those unforgettable images constantly coming to his mind.