"Ahhh

A series of female voices, which were suddenly high-pitched and sometimes low, woke Zou Jian and me from our morning dreams.

"Who weeps early in the morning?" Zou Jian scolded.

I listened closely, and the sound came from the garden, and I felt that it was some woman practicing her voice in the morning.

Zou Jian got up, picked up the basin, and went to the bathroom to wash up. I don't know how long later, he returned to his room wet, "What a beautiful singer! Zou Jian shouted at me mysteriously.

"Who?" I asked, with a look of relief.

He pointed to the garden outside the window, and then, with a lewd face, said to me: "When I was taking a shower, I saw the woman, the face, the figure, and the **...... Tsk, oh my gosh, it made me congested for a long time! It makes me want to make money even more! He smacked his lips and swallowed.

I see, he was talking about the woman who practiced her voice in the garden.

I looked at him and shook my head speechlessly, and said, "You're exaggerating, aren't you, do you want your girlfriend crazy?" ”

"Who said I wanted a girlfriend? I don't have the slightest idea about talking about my girlfriend right now, my whole mind is on my career. After a successful career, are you afraid of not having a girlfriend? When the time comes, line up and let Lao Tzu choose! I want a career, and my career is the most important! Zou Jian said to me.

"Career? Have you made a career out of land speculation? ”

"Career, of course." Zou Jian looked proud and proud, "There is no distinction between high and low work, and no matter how big or small the career is." Didn't you work as a journalist to earn a salary? I don't make less money than you make from land speculation. Your job as a journalist can be done for a lifetime, and it can be regarded as a career, and my land speculation work can also be done for a lifetime, so it is also my career. ”

I think he has a point.

I know that this landseller, who is a boss every day and soaks in the halls and halls every night, is no longer the honest and simple rural family planning officer who came to the island city to find his fiancée a few months ago. Zou Jian, who lost his fiancée, has changed his personality and stayed in the island city unswervingly. During that time, it was the period when the real estate bubble in the island city was churning, and Zou Jian began to break through and start a business in the island city naked. He cooperates with others to speculate on the land, and his daily work is to drink and eat with the big and small masters, use his three-inch tongue to introduce the information of the large and small plots in his hands, and encourage and invite the masters to go to the scene with him...... Zou Jian told me that if he sells one out of ten pieces, he can eat it for a year. He was indeed a genius in business, coupled with the shrewdness and diligence of the peasant blood, it didn't take long for him to toss his life into a rich and colorful life.

"I'm gone, you sleep slowly." He changed into a crisp suit and said to me while wearing a tie.

"Business again?" I asked.

"Well, take the boss to breakfast at seven o'clock, go to see a piece of land at eight o'clock, and start negotiating after nine o'clock......" He said as he pushed up his newly bought bicycle by the door, turned his head, pouted his mouth, and smiled lewdly at me and said, "Don't be serious, it's okay to watch that beautiful woman sing, it's guaranteed that it will also make your youth stir and your whole body congested!" ”

"Get out!" I laughed.

Once again, I'm convinced that our island city is a giant dye vat that lets you come in white and go out in black.

"Ahhh

For several mornings on end, we were woken up by the babbling of our voices.

Zou Jian became indifferent, the song became his alarm clock to get up, and it became his clarion call to go out to earn money, and he just wanted to get up early to accompany the bosses to have tea and talk. As for me, I'm going crazy - I rush until two or three in the morning every night, and dawn is a good time for me to sleep soundly!

The female voice finally made me unbearable, and I jumped up from the bed and rushed to the landlord Lao Chen's residence to complain to Lao Chen.

A vague smile appeared on the corner of Lao Chen's mouth, and he said, "I forgot to tell you that the room next door to you was rented out a few days ago, and she is a music teacher, and she practices singing in the garden every morning. ”

I said, "Practicing songs won't affect our rest!" ”

Lao Chen looked helpless and said, "I can't sleep like you." But I can't stop people from singing, right? ”

I was on the verge of breaking down. I didn't think I could live here, so I had to find a new place to live.

Then something happened that I didn't expect.

In the early hours of that morning, I came back in a hurry. Zou Jian was not there, so he took the boss to Yacheng to fry the land, and the room seemed extremely empty.

I stripped off my clothes and went to bed, and as soon as I lay down, I heard a low, shrill woman's voice from the other side of the wall. I was shocked, when did the music teacher get up and hang his voice? Listen closely, the voice was replaced by a long series of faint ** - I don't think it was like a song for morning exercises, not like a whisper in a dream, and not like some sad sobbing. The voice was like a happy murmur, an impatient call.

At that time, in terms of age, I had entered the mature youth stage, but because rural children had always been bound by traditional ideas, and the universities of that period also explicitly forbade students to fall in love, so, although I had sprouted love in my heart, and was full of yearning and longing for it, I was still ignorant when I really came into contact with men and women. is by no means like today's young people, one is more sophisticated and rational than the other, and when he meets someone he likes, he can't wait to open the house overnight.

That strange voice was strange and confusing to me.

Suddenly, I felt an inexplicable heat permeate my body, and then a sense of tension and excitement followed—a sensation that had been present in my teenage body, but it was much stronger and more distinct than that. The voice was staccato but very real. It scared and frightened me, and I couldn't refuse not to listen. I held my breath and could almost hear my heart pounding in my chest.

The sound was still like a wisp, sometimes like a pigeon's whistle across the blue sky, sometimes like a nightingale crying in a valley, sometimes like a spring flowing in a mountain stream, sometimes like a foal mourning in the field...... I felt my blood burning, and my body was galloping. I was breathing heavily, as if I was walking through a suffocating tunnel. I almost danced a few times to figure out how the shadow seemed to be in the world, and I wanted to smash through the thin wall and tear the deadly sound to pieces......

The seductive voice was stubbornly etched in my mind, and it could not be dissipated for a long time.

How many nights, when I returned to my lodgings exhausted, when I lay in bed, when my soul floated freely, that voice echoed in my ears. In the dark, I used to cling to the wall like a gecko, holding my breath and paying my full attention, just to catch the slightest sound coming from the next door......

Of course, I often found nothing, so I had to crawl into bed in frustration and exhaustion.

And that dream came as scheduled.

It was a dream that I had since I was a teenager, and a beautiful woman in a long white dress with an ancient lady's hair in a bun came to me. Her skirt fluttered and her figure was light, and her smile was sweet and her eyes were like stars. She came to my bedside and leaned down, she twisted my nose and kissed me on the forehead—and when I opened my eyes, she was gone.

This beautiful woman appeared in my dreams again and again, and I had a premonition that something great was going to happen in my youth.