twenty-three

Hehe, what a strange question, the madman also thinks that because he has been recording everything around him recently, slowly, he himself seems to have become more crazy, so he lit a cigarette, left the company again, braved the cold wind that seemed to be extremely cold, and bought a bottle of liquor, a large bottle of Beijing Erguotou, he liked this kind of wine, after the stomach, the burning taste of the spirit, very wonderful.

The company is still the same, eerily quiet, and the few remaining employees continue their own devout dream journey, while the madman is still smoking cigarettes, drinking liquor, and playing boring games.

……

It's been about a month, hasn't it? On this day, the madman continued to stay in the tungsten light of the dormitory, composing his own observations, but some of the words had begun to become legible, for this situation, it was really a little surprising to the madman, who had studied for almost his whole life, and had not written to the extent that he could recognize himself, and in the last year or so, he had only recorded some trivial matters, which had caused this change in his writing, and he did not know whether it was good or bad.

The madman smiled faintly and lit a cigarette like a three-year-old child, while the roommates in the dormitory were not only drinking, but also smoking, and even eating hot pot.

That's right, everyone's wages have increased a little bit this month, because the boss has raised the price of recycled game currency, if it doesn't increase again, it is estimated that all the people in the network company will have to leave, right? But it is precisely because of the boss's decision that everyone's salary has risen by 200 to 300 yuan, and the least has also increased by 100 yuan, right?

So the roommates raised money and bought a conjoined broken pot for dozens of dollars, which bought some more materials, a lot of various vegetables, and a small amount of meat, and began to celebrate.

The madman continued to lie on the bed, quietly recording everything that was happening during the day and even at the moment, but the roommates always beckoned the madman to hurry up and eat with chopsticks, and the madman couldn't bear the enthusiasm of his roommates, so he put down the gel pen in his hand, which also joined the cheerful team.

Although this is eating hot pot in winter, there are still so many people together, and there is wine and meat, which is really a great blessing in life, but the madman is still very sour in his heart at this time, because he understands that this broken pot that everyone raises funds may not be used a few times at all, but at this time it must be superfluous to think about these things, so the madman is also like a real madman, and like a happy three-year-old child, drinking and eating meat with everyone! The whole room was filled with endless happiness at this moment.

The madman likes this long-lost atmosphere, and even thinks that this is happier than the past twenty Spring Festivals in his life, so the madman gulps down the wine, gulps down the meat, and then discusses the so-called tomorrow with everyone, because everyone says, tomorrow's tomorrow, we have to eat hot pot together like this, but the tomorrow that everyone is talking about, is it the time for the next salary? The madman does not understand this at all.

It's just that happiness is always short-lived, and people in happiness also feel that time is even shorter, as if after a while, the sky outside the dilapidated house begins to seep into the silence, because it is really quiet outside, and it is extremely cold, the winter night in this big city is really terrible.

Oh, by the way, the madman would smoke a cigarette with unfulfilled happiness, look through the records in his own notebook, and find that there is a paragraph that reads: It was not a husband and wife next door, they had a quarrel and said something staggering. It turned out that they both worked in a restaurant, but the man's hometown had his own wife, and the woman's hometown also had her own husband, and the two of them lived in partnership.

When the madman saw this record, he suddenly thought that this might be a unique form of life that can only be understood between migrant workers in big cities, or dreamers, right? But it looks pretty good, because the frequency of shortness of breath in the man next door at night is quite high, at least more than 20 times a month, right? Thinking of this at the moment, the madman feels that he himself is a little too disagreeable, and it is really too unreasonable to record this kind of thing from others.

But fortunately, the words on the madman's notebook at present, although they are very different from when he was in school, but these words are still only slightly recognizable by the madman himself, and others estimate that it will take a long time to recognize a text, right? It's almost like translating some kind of outrageous book, so the madman isn't afraid that some roommate will accidentally look through his notebook.

Then everyone is happily getting ready for bed, and even roommates have bought new phones, but what exactly is to be said about this? In fact, it is a second-hand mobile phone, which is about four or five hundred yuan, plus the cost of applying for a card, it is not more than six hundred yuan, but the roommate feels that this second-hand mobile phone is his own ultimate happiness, and happily wants to record his phone number of the madman.

Even the roommates on the side coaxed, saying that the crazy man's mobile phone is the best in the company, and even more valuable than the mobile phone used by the boss, in fact, they also took the crazy man's mobile phone in their hands and watched it, but the crazy man will think a little out of tune, so the roommate who bought a second-hand mobile phone asked the crazy man's phone number.

Why? In fact, the new roommate does not have a phone in his hometown, he is a child in the mountains, and even heard that they have no electricity there at present, and they use kerosene lamps at home, but he thinks that the mobile phone is happiness, he said that it can be used to make calls, or play a small game for a while, in fact, there is only a small game of pushing the box on his mobile phone.

The madman's thinking is out of tune again, why? Then the madman suddenly realized that he had forgotten his mobile phone number, he really forgot! But when I pay my phone bill every month, I have to report my phone number, and now why can't I remember it all of a sudden?

In the end, the madman grinned helplessly and told his roommate that he had forgotten his phone number, but the roommate was dumbfounded, looked at the madman blankly, and then looked at the address book on his own phone, in fact, there was no one in it.

The madman immediately realized something when he saw this, so he quickly took out his own mobile phone, then took the package of the roommate's phone card, looked at the number on it and dialed it, the roommate's mobile phone had a caller ID, and the madman's phone number could be seen.

And the roommate realized at this time that it wasn't that the madman didn't want to give him his phone number, but he really forgot it, so the roommate's dumb expression was swept away, and then he happily saved the madman's phone number, and the madman also saved his phone number, and saved his own phone number, mainly for fear of forgetting it again.

After turning off the lights in the dormitory, the roommate was still holding his mobile phone in his hand, not knowing what he was doing, he shouldn't be playing a game of solibanish, he should be flipping through the menu, right? In short, he can also feel happy, and the madman understands this, because he himself was looking through the menu on the phone in the first few days after he bought it back, and it seems that this is the so-called happiness.

It's just that the current madman opened his own address book and saw three numbers, the first one is still his favorite, in fact, he has memorized this phone number for a long time, so the significance of recording or not recording on the mobile phone is not very big, and the other two numbers are one of his own, and one is his roommate.

The madman felt empty and uncomfortable, and then edited a text message to the beloved number, and sent it to the past, the content of the text message was: Yuhan, I miss you so much, how are you lately?

In fact, madmen have sent many, many such text messages, almost every day, but they have never received any reply, maybe the cost of text messages is very high, right? After all, a text message costs a dime, and for migrant workers who go out, money is definitely a dime that can be saved, and those who should not be saved should also be saved.

The madman still won't wait for Yuhan's reply tonight, and his call to Yuhan will definitely not be answered, so he drank two sips of liquor and prepared to fall asleep.

Before falling asleep, the madman saw that his roommate was still tinkering with his own mobile phone, the madman just smiled slightly, and then really began to fall asleep, and the cold wind outside the window was still whirring, but the roommate's face, in the light of the mobile phone, was still full of happy smiles.

……

It's been about ten days, anyway, it's about to be the New Year, as for this kind of thing, the madman himself didn't care much about it, but I always heard the company's employees mention the New Year, mainly because there are many employees who want to go home, and the company is also ready to take a long holiday of more than ten days, so the madman learned from their non-stop conversation that there may be more than 20 days to celebrate the New Year, right?

But what should we do during the Chinese New Year? The madman pondered for a long time, and even smoked several cigarettes, and then came up with a more definite answer, that is, to go to the Internet café for more than a dozen all-nighters in a row. This was also his own dream when he was a child, it was really a dream, but at that time he was still in school, and the economy did not allow him to do this, but now it seems that all the conditions allow him to do so, so the madman happily confirmed it.

It's just that not long after the madman had just confirmed this matter, suddenly the company's loudspeaker sounded, it was the boss's voice, and the boss was shouting to the madman that he was going to the office.

And the madman couldn't understand that he hadn't done anything himself, so what was the boss looking for him? I don't understand it at all, so he lifted the half bottle of liquor at his feet, and drank two sips of it, because only God knows what the boss is looking for him to do, what if it is a reprimand?

The madman who had drunk the liquor like this got up and walked towards the office.