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The night was dark. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Tiredness and heaviness.

The will has not been diminished by this, and it is still as strong as alcohol.

Zhong Xian was half-leaning on the recliner on the balcony, his eyelids drooping, drunkenness and tiredness mixed with him, but he still persevered. Deng Yi was standing on the edge of the balcony window shuttle, admiring the night view outside, looking in good spirits, in stark contrast to the drowsiness of the bell strings.

It's already the middle of the night.

They carried out many topics. Scattered and jumping topics. From childhood to work, from the people around you, small things to impressive frustrations and experiences. When you think about it, you say that it is not appropriate to think about it.

Maybe it's the effects of alcohol, maybe they're familiar. No one thinks it's a big deal to say something strange out of nowhere.

"You used to ...... Have you tried it?" When the two were discussing the bustling night scene outside the window, Deng Yi suddenly asked a low question. His voice was so erratic that Zhong Xian barely heard what he was saying. Just vaguely heard a word.

"Try what?"

Deng Yi squeaked. Zhong Xian had a hunch.

"Which of your former friends am I like?" Deng Yi asked.

"This, it's hard to say."

"You and him...... Will it be like me and you now?"

Zhong Xian narrowed his sleepy eyes and looked at Deng Yi. The latter's eyes could not see clearly at all in the indistinct night. In order to make it easier to view the night view, the lights on the balcony were not turned on, and the lights in the living room were dimmed, cutting the edge, and the soft light projected from behind them was still enough to bury their faces in darker shadows.

"What do you mean ......"

Deng Yi nodded. He nodded super slowly, as if he was thinking about whether he should have nodded like that.

"He's, pure friend." Zhong Xian said subconsciously, and it soon occurred to him that he shouldn't explain such a thing at all. "You gave me a familiar feeling, only a little bit at the beginning of our acquaintance. I've thought about it many times. We didn't know each other. ”

Before they knew it, they stopped talking and looked at the night outside the balcony together.

Zhong Xian thought that in the few times he and Deng Yi were alone, they didn't watch TV or look at their phones. Now when they don't speak, they don't look at each other, they look out the window and are stunned together.

He once again began to wonder if Deng Yi was real. How could anyone be silent with him so naturally.

Zhong Xian didn't know why he was stuck like this tonight, and he wanted to fall down and sleep. When he was home alone, he always had trouble sleeping.

A sense of tranquility, like a comfortable quilt, rose from his heart and slowly enveloped his whole body. When he relaxes, sleepiness rises.

He didn't want to fall asleep in a daze. forced himself to get up from the recliner and face the city lights outside the balcony in the second half of the night with Deng Yi.

"Why do you want to live here?" Deng Yi said. "Isn't it a place to live in a quiet and livable place?"

"I know your home is in the middle of the LH in the middle of nowhere. I can't afford a place like that. Zhong Xian laughed.

"That's my parents' home." Deng Yi said. Then he looked out of the balcony and sighed: "When I was a child, this place was not like this. Nanshan and Futian are not city centers, but bamboo forests and wild land. It was probably when I was eight years old......"

A wave of sleepiness hit, and Zhong Xian's eyelids couldn't open. He stood leaning against the window frame. Deng Yi stopped halfway through his words and began to drink.

"I'd love to hear about your mysterious history." Zhong Xian opened his mouth and found that his sleepy tongue was too big. "Is that okay? Also, can you lie down and talk about it?"

Deng Yi turned his head to look at him. "Drunk?"

Zhong Xian hung his head, staggered, and simply walked towards Deng Yi. Deng Yi held him. "Drunk?"

"Not drunk."

"Just now I boasted that I didn't drink at the bottom."

"I said I was sleepy, do you believe me?"

"Then go to sleep."

"Aren't you sleeping?"

"You go to sleep first. I'm very energetic. ”

"Then I won't sleep either."

"What is this?"

"Keep talking." Zhong Xian simply leaned his head on Deng Yi's shoulder. After closing my eyes for a moment, it occurred to me that the mattress was indeed more comfortable than the person's shoulders. But if you really lose to the will for a while, and run to the mattress alone, you may not be sleepy at all.

"Okay. Lie down and talk. "Deng Yi is very empathetic.

When he finally threw himself on the bed, Zhong Xian fell asleep almost instantly. But he woke up again, reached out and grabbed Deng Yi's hand, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking out the window of the bedroom and distracted. When he was caught by Zhong Xian, Deng Yi was startled.

"What are you sitting there doing, what are you thinking?"

"Are you sleepwalking?"

"I should have mixed you with some more medicinal wine."

"You want to die."

"I just want to sleep. Can you be sensible and cooperative. ”

"You sleep yours. Where did I mess with you. I'm almost a sculpture, not quiet enough?"

Zhong Xian suddenly felt inexplicably sad in his heart. "After I fell asleep. What do you want to do?"

"Uh, what do you think I'll do?"

"Tell me what you really think."

"What can I do...... Steal all your stuff and don't even give you any leggings left. ”

"Leave your bottoms and steal me."

Deng Yi smiled: "Aren't you sleepy?"

"I'm sleepy to death. When I fall asleep, you'll go, won't you?"

Deng Yi was stunned for a moment. "Uh......"

Zhong Xian grabbed Deng Yi's hand and didn't move for a while, looking asleep. Deng Yi tried to quietly withdraw his hand, but failed, so he simply turned over and got on the bed and lay down on the other side of the bed. After a while, he approached the bell string and said. "I'm not leaving. You have peace of mind. ”

Zhong Xian let go of his hand, not because he was relaxed, but because he really didn't like the way he looked. It's like a child grabbing the hem of its mother's clothes. Like a drowning man clutching a life-saving straw.

"Really TM. I'm disgusting. He cursed in a low voice.

"You didn't do that now, and you want to die?" Deng Yi said half-jokingly.

"Every time...... I think I need someone, the first thing I feel is this inexplicable uncomfortable taste, I really want to die. ”

"Why is this happening?"

"Do you want to go?"

"You've asked so many times."

"You're going to leave sooner or later." Zhong Xian covered his head with a silk quilt. "Why not?"

Pear blossoms all over the ground,

The sky is full of fallen leaves,

The scene is chaotic.

Zhong Xian approached Deng Yi.

"You can trust me......"

"What are you doing in the back? How can I say otherwise? Can you put on your seatbelts, and why not?"

Zhong Xian woke up crying. "Why not?" He was holding Deng Yi. He couldn't figure out if he was dreaming. "How could you not understand? Don't leave. ”

No one can catch anyone, and he knows that no one's world can be forcibly kept. Every world will leave, and some of his flesh and blood will be taken alive.

"Why not?"

78

The next day, they went to visit Xiao Zhu's girlfriend again.

The newborn is still in the intensive care unit. I learned from the doctor that due to the severe lack of oxygen and infection at birth, even if the baby is rescued, I am afraid that the disability is a foregone conclusion, and it may even be cerebral palsy.

As a mother, Xiao Zhu's girlfriend does not make any statement. He also refused to sign the rescue consent form.

When Zhong Xian went to visit Xiao Zhu's girlfriend in the ward, the girl still looked indifferent, as if the world had nothing to do with her.

"Is the child Xiao Zhu's?" Zhong Xian took advantage of Deng Yi's absence to interrogate the girl. Deng Yi was discussing the situation of the newborn with the attending doctor in the doctor's office opposite.

The girl does not answer the bell strings. After a long moment, she glanced up at him, and the moment she saw the person in front of her, her eyes had a little sparkle, but she quickly lowered her head again and retracted into her shell.

"Is it his?"

The girl didn't react.

79

Bell String was busy for a week after that. In order to prepare for the final round of negotiations on the new project.

He tried all kinds of ways to make an appointment with the procurement boss of the project construction party to come out for tea alone in the evening. After promising a rebate of 5 points to the other party. I've been waiting for its reaction. About the sixth day after drinking tea, I received a call from the other party and revealed the bottom of the bid to him. And instructed the price not to be lower than the bottom of the bid, which seemed too deliberate, Zhong Xian understood that this person was to ensure his own interests. Again, he didn't look at the wrong person, this person is indeed the best breakthrough. Based on the information provided by the person, he adjusted the offer slightly above the bottom bid. Revise the bid, highlight the quality of the product, make the product description beautiful, and exaggerate the case.

Being able to get inside information immediately increases the odds several times over.

A stone in the heart of the bell string also fell to the ground.

Suddenly, there was a sense of satisfaction in winning the victory. It's been a long time since he's felt this strong. I've done big projects before, but it's like I'm insensitive. Now I have inexplicably begun to have a vivid feeling.

I don't know if that's good or bad.

Sometimes the heart is not turbulent, but it can become a big thing; If you are too sentimental, you will mess up.