Now Yuan Ben, who can only write essays for a living, is receiving the windy education of Qingmei.

"What's the use of your writing now? Shouldn't the manuscript fee be paid next month? It's time to tell you to do a side hustle as soon as possible. ”

"I want to, too." Yuan Ben poured a glass of whiskey into the peach drink he had drunk more than half of, "How can my job give me time to do a side job, the work materials are as high as a mountain, and I still have to take exams." ”

"What are you going to do now?"

"Let's find a place to live first, I don't know when this investigation will be."

Wang Xiaoxiao sighed, took out a card from her wallet, and pushed it to Yuan Ben: "Jianghu emergency." ”

Yuan Ben pushed her back again: "I'm such an adult, not as miserable as you think." My brother still has this emergency money. ”

has known someone for 30 years, Wang Xiaoxiao knows his temper, and he is not reluctant, so he took the card back: "Don't hold on, you don't have money to speak." ”

"I know." Yuan Ben smiled, "If I run out of money, I will count on you for relief." ”

Wang Xiaoxiao wanted to say something, but her phone rang, and the studio had an urgent matter that she needed to go back quickly.

"Okay, let's go, if you don't want to go, settle the bill."

Yuan Benmu watched her leave in high heels, and leaned back on the sofa as if she was unloaded, as if she could no longer stand up.

During the period of time he was responsible, there was damage to the collection, and due to the old monitoring equipment in the place where the incident occurred, he was unable to record the specific situation normally. Originally, with the support of the Art Nouveau Exhibition, Yuan Ben's evaluation of the intermediate title this year has been a certainty, this toss, it must be a place to fall, even if the investigation results let him be reinstated, this kind of work mistake will affect his future in the short term.

The only thing he is glad about now is that the damaged collection was not on loan.

Yuan Ben doesn't pay so much attention to reputation or anything, what really hurts his heart is the salary card, his living habits are as Wang Xiaoxiao said, there is no day today, once he runs out of food, he has no food for a month. He silently calculated the amount of his credit card and the interest on the installment repayment in his heart, compared the rent with the manuscript fee that he might earn, and only felt that life was hopeless and he was about to lose his courage.

He was letting the courage to live slide into the abyss of hopelessness, when he heard the sound of the cup hitting the glass table, thought that the waiter had made a mistake, and opened his eyes to stop it.

As a result, I met my ex-boyfriend.

Xu Douxiao stood in front of him, putting a cup of coffee on the table, he was wearing a neat casual suit, wearing a Piaget watch, and his slightly longer hair was combed back, an elite look. On the other hand, he wore his own jeans and white shirt, wore double-clamped flip-flops to save trouble, and began to drink his own blind wine at three o'clock in the afternoon on weekdays. Even if Xu Douxiao doesn't know anything, his current situation is worthy of the word down.

"I just heard you chatting with Xiaoxiao." Xu Douxiao touched his nose and felt embarrassed by his eavesdropping, "I can sit down." ”

Yuan Ben felt that life treated him unkindly, and he wanted to arrange for him to meet his predecessor who was soaring at the trough, but he was powerless to resist, so he could only use a row of clouds and light winds to retain his last dignity.

"Sit down."

Yuan Ben closed the computer and sat in a regular manner, waiting for the person opposite to speak.

Xu Douxiao also came over impulsively, and after sitting down, he felt that it was not appropriate, but the matter had come to this point, and he didn't want to pretend that it didn't happen and stood up and walked away, so after hesitating, he still opened his mouth.

"Do you want to move back in?"

Yuan Ben, who was drinking a drink, almost choked to death, he glanced at Xu Douxiao, and then at his cup, suspecting that he was not drinking peach juice and whiskey but psychedelics, otherwise how could he hallucinate.

Xu Douxiao hurriedly took out a few tissues and handed them to him, and moved his computer away in a panic.

"What did you say?"

"I said do you want to move back in, I know you don't have the habit of saving money, and you can't share a house with people, it's hard to find a house now, and the rent is expensive, you can move back for a while."

"Where to move to?"

"Move back."

Yuan Ben felt that his brain was in water: "Move to live with you?" ”

Xu Douxiao hurriedly explained: "No, I live in the executive apartment provided by the company, the house, the house has always been empty, no one lives in it." ”

"It's not appropriate."

"What's wrong with that." Xu Douxiao was anxious, "We are friends, you have no place to live now, I have an empty house, what's wrong with borrowing you too much." If it was Gu Yue's house, would you refuse? ”

"That's different."

"How different." Xu Douxiao decided to general, "If you don't go, it proves that you still have me in your heart." ”

"Yuan Ben, do you still have me in your heart?"

Yuan Ben knew that if he showed a little 'yes, I have you in my heart', this person could withdraw from the marriage immediately, so he could only say no.

Xu Douxiao was made sour by his resolute attitude, and said: "You can always accept the help of that friend." ”

“…… Yes. ”

Xu Douxiao clasped his hands together: "Then it's decided, you can move over by yourself, the password is still the same as before." My company is also busy, so I won't add to the chaos. ”

Just like that, Yuan Ben stood in the house they lived in a daze.

The furnishings in this room are still the same as they were three years ago, and even the key he threw on the coffee table has not been moved. He walked into the bathroom, the place where the mirror was originally hung was empty, and he seemed to have returned to three years ago, to the day he and Xu Douxiao broke up.

Three years ago.

It's three o'clock in the morning.

When Yuan Ben came back, he was faced with an empty house, the furniture was still those furniture, the furnishings were also those furnishings, the magazines were piled up casually, and there was a small half of milk in the coffee cup on the bedside table, but he still felt that the house was empty and panicked, and he could feel the gradually decreasing temperature in this room every day for a month, and today it was finally completely cold.

It's over. Yuan Ben took a deep breath, and the faint mint smell left in the air made him feel that it was biting cold here.

It's over. He sighed slowly, bent down to sort out the magazines on the coffee table, economical, current affairs, software, sorted according to the date, and placed them in the small bookcase next to the sofa in an orderly manner. After tidying up, he sat on the floor, leaning on the sofa and staring at the ceiling a little dejectedly, his hands unconsciously touching the light gray carpet.

It's terrible. He was nervous and repeatedly picking at a hole in it, feeling that he was either crushed to death by the cold air or frozen to death. I'm out of love, what should I do?

He searched for the information in his head and finally decided to tidy up the house, something was always good to do.

Yuan Ben got up, squatted in front of the stereo and picked up the CD, and the broken love always couldn't escape the need to use music to heal.

However, listening to the Buddhist scriptures now, I probably can't resist running away and going to become a monk. He laughed self-deprecatingly, put down the Buddha music that his mother had brought a while ago, took one with his eyes closed, and pressed the play button.

He brushed his coffee cup and listened to the English songs flowing out, Xu Douxiao's taste. He looked at the coffee beans and coffee pots on the shelves next to him, which was also Xu Douxiao's taste.

It's terrible. He repeated the words he kept repeating tonight, and cleaned the whole kitchen thoroughly, but the little discomfort in his heart kept expanding, and if there was no breakthrough, it would destroy him from the inside.

He finally couldn't avoid praying for help, his foamy hand pressed the shortcut call button, and then stared at the phone screen in a daze, until the person opposite couldn't help but burst out before coming back to his senses: "Xiaoxiao." We broke up. ”

"Are you drunk again? I don't want to see your live version of tenderness. "A lady who has been disturbed from her dreams is not in a good temper.

"I'm sober, Xiaoxiao, we really broke up." He hesitated, "You...... Can you come over? ”

"Okay, I'll come right away, don't go and wait for me!"

Yuan Ben sighed at the phone that was neatly hung up: "Also, don't be in such a hurry." ”

He looked around the room, it was clean and tidy, and went to the closet, thinking that it would be better to iron all the clothes.

He took out a shirt casually, but took out a pack of cigarettes, and when he picked up the cigarette, he smiled faintly.

"It's still hidden." He thought of Xu Douxiao's crying face when he was forced to quit smoking, took out a cigarette and lit it and took a puff quietly, "Is the cigarette so good?" ”

The smoke ring slowly rose, turning into nothingness as it approached the roof, and Yuan Ben's emotions seemed to have turned into nothingness. He finally fixed his gaze on the place where he had begun to flee from the door, and on the coffee table lay a not-so-thin envelope with a key lying on it, shining with cold ash.

He grabbed a horn and picked up the letter, and the key fell against gravity, and rolled on the carpet without a sound, which was like him, no matter how high he fell from a position, what kind of fancy tumbling he experienced, but when he finally landed, he was silent, and there was not even a single pain.

He had no intention of reading it, even if this was the last message left by Xu Douxiao. In his opinion, everything has been over since the moment he said that he broke up, and as for whether it is love, hate or forgiveness sealed in it, it no longer makes any sense.

It doesn't make any sense anymore. With this in mind, he burned the letter to ashes in the bathroom, then turned on the shower head to rinse the ashes away.

The sprinkler head was sparse and the water came out of the water for a while, and he remembered that Xu Douxiao had poked his head out wet, and carried the sprinkler head in his hand to remind himself not to forget to find someone to repair it. By the way, at that time he also said that the shower gel was running out and that it was time to buy it. His gaze moved from the sewer to the transparent shelf next to him, where the brand new pale blue family-sized shower gel stood with the mint smell that Xu Douxiao was used to, and he couldn't help but want to hug it since college.

Next to it are two mouthwash cups leaning together, the toothbrush is a supermarket promotion couple, and the two of them have a fierce battle to decide who will use the more pretty pink, they are head to head, it is an intimacy that cannot be blocked by two layers of glass in the middle.

Yuan Ben closed his eyes, took a deep breath and took a deep breath, his hands were loosely clenched, and the feeling of powerlessness that had accumulated for nearly a month spread endlessly, and his right fist finally beckoned to the mirror within reach.

Crisp and neat, the broken shape is ridiculous.

Seriously, ridiculous. He picked up a piece of shard, and saw his broken face with a ridiculous smile.

It's obviously pushed out by itself, so what's so sad about it? Now you're sad about who to show it to. He asked about the face, but he saw tears on it, cold, dissolved with the hot blood, more and more, drawing a hideous scar on the washbasin.