Autumn Recruit Pain Disorder, also known as September Cancer of Contemporary College Students. The main causes are insufficient qualifications, insufficient academic qualifications, and too many competitors who are too good. It usually leads to depression, mental retardation, and physical fatigue in college students. Unfortunately, there is no cure for the disease.

Fan Jingqi is one of the terminally ill patients, who has just finished the interview, carrying stale vegetables, walking alone on the street, constantly recalling the humiliating scene of saying the wrong thing during the interview.

Ay...... Why didn't scientists invent a portable seam so that people could hide in it at any time?

After sighing for the first time, Fan Jingqi stood at the door of the rental house, fumbling for the key in her pocket. The dark red security door was pushed open from the inside, and with the squeak of aging, a good-looking boy walked out from behind the door.

"Yo! It's back. The boy had eye-catching bright brown hair, and was startled by Fan Jingqi standing at the door, and quickly came back to his senses. The clothes were dressed in a flowing air, and the body was full of trivial jingles.

Fan Jingqi nodded: "Hmm." ”

The boy put his arm around Fan Jingqi's neck and pulled people into the room: "How was the interview today?" ”

"It's okay." If you ignore the unanswerable questions of HR, Fan Jingqi silently added in her heart.

"That's good." The boy pulled in the plastic bag for a long time, and when he saw that there was no food that could be sent directly into his mouth, he returned it to Fan Jingqi, "The landlord came to collect the rent today, and I will help you cushion it first." Wait until you find a job. ”

"Thank you, Jia Yuan." Fan Jingqi said gratefully.

He Jiayuan waved his hand, hammered him on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Be polite with me!" Let's go first. ”

Fan Jingqi nodded at him. There was a banging sound on the door, and He Jiayuan left.

In the kitchen, the faucet is rattling, and the bony hands are scrubbing the tomatoes back and forth underneath.

The two of them shared a room with a feeling of luxury single room, Fan Jingqi smiled, but for him, the bad thing about moving out of the dormitory is that no matter how busy and tired he is, he needs to cook by himself.

If you can live in a dormitory and eat in a cheap canteen, you can save some. It's a pity that it backfired, and college life was a mess at the beginning, and Fan Jingqi and He Jiayuan were the first two to be isolated. It's just that because of his poor family, he couldn't keep pace with the classmates around him; And He Jiayuan is because he has two small money at home, so he often goes to the bar to play, and his life is chaotic, which is criticized by others.

The other four people in the dormitory didn't like them, and slowly, they didn't even bother to deal with the basic politeness when they met.

Until one day in his sophomore year, Fan Jingqi returned to the dormitory after being a tutor, his bed was full of footprints, He Jiayuan sat on the side with a red and swollen face, and the rest of the people stood on the balcony and saw Fan Jingqi come back, their eyes were full of disgust.

What's going on. Fan Jingqi was confused and walked towards his bed.

"Hehe," He Jiayuan sipped a cigarette and squeezed a smile at him Fan Jingqi, "Are you back?" He rubbed his hands behind his waist and fell off the bed.

Fan Jingqi glanced at it and immediately understood.

He Jiayuan noticed his gaze, sighed and took out the messy men's magazine from behind him, "Sorry brother, let's go out to live tonight." ”

This sentence became the fuse, igniting the roommate who was squatting on the balcony. The boy stood up with his head covered and yelled, "Get out!" It's disgusting to sleep in a room with you! ”

He Jiayuan threw the cigarette on the ground and yelled back, "Fuck you, shut up!" ”

Fan Jingqi silently took the magazine. It must have been when they were fighting, and the magazine that he hid under the bed fell out, and the picture on it instantly betrayed his sexuality. He could understand the emotions of his roommates, but He Jiayuan's reaction surprised Fan Jingqi.

The roommate who sprayed people wanted to rush out and fight again, but was pressed down by others, and when the person saw that he couldn't beat He Jiayuan, he took Fan Jingqi, who had a good temper, out of anger: "Get out!" Die for! ”。

Fan Jingqi: "......"

He Jiayuan: "I'll go, do you have the ability to say it again?" Fan Jingqi stopped the impulsive He Jiayuan and hurriedly took him to pack his luggage. The two of them put their backpacks on their backs and stood downstairs in the dormitory, and the other boys passing by looked at them and entered the building again.

It's nothing to be tough for a while, but if you have to live outside for the next three years, it's a lot of money. Fan Jingqi looked at the dormitory building blankly.

He Jiayuan lit a cigarette and patted Fan Jingqi on the shoulder: "Brother, I hurt you, find a place to live in this matter, and cover me." ”

Fan Jingqi didn't report much hope, just nodded obediently.

He Jiayuan has a wide range of connections, and the two of them nested in the Internet café for two days and one night, and he found a house with a suitable location and price to live in.

Since they went out that night, they haven't entered the dormitory door until their senior year. Two years have passed in a flash.

Graduation is always accompanied by a parting party, the former roommate is well-dressed and comes to toast and pay for it, the other party's attitude is much more relaxed than before, maybe it is the tempering of time that makes people mature and makes people forget the absurdity of the past.

Fan Jingqi talked to them, but He Jiayuan ignored the four, and told Fan Jingqi not to be too weak, and it was best for Yangguan to go his own way.

Forgiving and forgiving, Fan Qijing has always pursued this concept of life, no matter how sorry the other party is, he can always do it here.

Not holding grudges may be your only advantage, can you put this in your resume? Fan Jingqi thought so, brought the cooked fried rice into the house, and ate while searching for the next suitable company.

Finding a job is easy to say, but it's hard to say. A good job doesn't look down on you, you don't look down on a bad job. Moreover, if you want to be famous in first- and second-tier cities, it is definitely impossible to rely on the current Fan Jingqi alone.

After eating and washing the dishes, Fan Jingqi picked up the laundry basket and kicked the slippers and began to do housework. He separated his outer and inner clothes, and by the way, found a pair of socks that did not belong to him.

Fan Jingqi felt disgust in his heart and threw it aside, and at the same time, what He Jiayuan said before leaving came to his mind, since people helped him pay half of the rent, what about helping to wash his socks. He endured the discomfort and dried He Jiayuan's dirty socks.

At 9:30, Fan Jingqi cleaned the whole room spotlessly, made herself a cup of instant coffee, and went into the room to read a book and do a question. The high school students tutored under his hand are about to take the monthly exam, and Fan Jingqi has searched out all the monthly exam questions in the city in the past three years, printed and bound them by the way, marked out the key question types on them, and saved up a set of papers. The student he took made up for a whole summer vacation, and he had to get good grades in the first monthly exam at the beginning of the school year.

Less than ten o'clock, the mobile phone rang, Fan Jingqi marked a mark on the manuscript paper, and put the mobile phone to his ear: "Hey? ”

"Baby! I'm at Apple Bar, would you like to come! He Jiayuan's roar came from the earpiece.

Fan Jingqi glanced up at the electronic watch, thinking that she was so drunk today, and said, "No, you have fun." ”

He Jiayuan did not give up, and continued to persuade: "I just met a gay, and I am still rich and handsome, and I am a special match for you!" Come and meet you! ”

Fan Jingqi was speechless, He Jiayuan, who had drunk too much, didn't keep the door on his lips at all, and he was bald at all, some time ago he just casually talked about the difficulty of finding a boyfriend in a low-key manner, but he didn't expect him to sell himself today, "Thank you, I have an interview tomorrow, you are happy." ”

"Fan Jingqi!" He Jiayuan's tone became impatient, "Dude really introduced you to you, I showed him your photo, and he expressed his interest in you." ”

Fan Jingqi was driven crazy by the smug He Jiayuan, and you can do it if you show the photos of your friends to the people you just met, and he patiently replied with the idea of not quarreling with drunks: "I still have work to do, can you play by yourself?" ”

"Not good! If you don't come, you'll break up with me! He Jiayuan roared, and the background sound was very noisy, as if someone else was coaxing.

Fan Jingqi has a big head, it's not that he hasn't gone out with He Jiayuan. The guy promised more than once that he would definitely go home before twelve o'clock, but it never materialized, and he remembered it for a long time after missing a class.

Fan Jingqi's ears hurt from the noise on the microphone, so she had to coax: "Call me when you are over, can I pick you up?" ”

At the end of the inquiry, but there was no reply from the other party, Fan Jingqi moved the phone in front of him to confirm that he did not hang up, and fed twice: "He Jiayuan, are you listening?" ”

"Hey."

Fan Jingqi was stunned, and a male voice came from the other end of the phone that she had never heard before.

"The owner of this phone has drunk too much, you don't need to come over, I'll send him home." The male voice was low and cold, and there was a domineering tone that could not be refused.

Fan Jingqi asked, "Who are you?" ”

The man paused for two seconds and said, "You don't need to know who I am, that's all, hang up." ”

"Wait——!"

Reading Jack Sue's novels, Fan Jingqi's mind immediately conjured up an elite man in a suit, with his hair brushed to the back of his head with hairspray, and he was whipping the tearful He Jiayuan with a long whip in his hand. For friends! For the sake of the plot! "Second male" Fan Jingqi should be chasing and beating hard at this moment: "What about He Jiayuan?" ”

He Jiayuan's voice sounded far away from this person, and he shouted "Damn it" in the back very vaguely.

The man smacked his tongue irritably, but in Fan Jingqi's ears, he was unhappy that someone had broken the good thing: "Someone is watching him." ”

"You return the phone to He Jiayuan, and I'll go to the bar and take him away immediately." Fan Jingqi's tone was also very firm.

The man took a deep breath, as if suppressing his anger, shouted "He Jiayuan", and then continued: "What about people? ”

Oh, a series of question marks popped up in Fan Jingqi's head. The other party also seemed to be unable to find He Jiayuan, and asked where He Jiayuan had gone several times. Fan Jingqi used scratch paper to solve the calculus function, and heard from the side of the mobile phone that the other party seemed to be strolling around the bar, and finally walked to the position where the background sound was quiet, and the man said: "The person is lost, does he have any other mobile phones?" ”

Fan Jingqi's mind was completely off the exercises: "No, you ......"

"Then you're going to collect his body." After the man finished speaking, he cut off the communication.

Collecting corpses? The unkind tone made Fan Jingqi frown, this should be a joke to deceive himself, obviously He Jiayuan was still talking to himself, how could he suddenly become so serious. Fan Jingqi attributed the call to a farce in which He Jiayuan and his new friend deceived him, picked up the oil-based pen that rolled to the side, and continued to hook the question.

Two minutes later—

Fan Jingqi fastened the cap of the pen and closed the booklet.

I can't stand it at all! The words "collect the corpse" kept circling in his head, and besides, the tone of the man's voice didn't seem like a joke at all.

Fan Jingqi sighed, after all, he still couldn't rest assured, he owed He Jiayuan. He changed out of his lounge clothes, grabbed the key to the door, and ran downstairs.

Although he knows that He Jiayuan is a frequent customer of Apple Bar, it must be a surprise...... Ahh

Drip ——!

The elevator rose to the 19th floor, the cold silver door slowly opened, Fan Jingqi looked at his upper, and suddenly felt that his nose was sour, and before he could react, tears rolled out of his eyes.

Why are you crying......