After the pain of changing buses again, he returned to the city he was familiar with, where the cold wind still howled from time to time, and the flow of people on the long street was surging, and the cars were coming and going, lively, bustling, and noisy.

But he seemed to feel that he had forgotten something, and after thinking about it for a long time, it dawned on him that he had forgotten to go to the moat across the road at the entrance of Fangcai University. Hehe, it doesn't matter.

After a short period of recovery, the motion sickness is gradually disappearing, and the ramen restaurant not far from the entrance of the alley of the ancient town is steaming inside, and the warmth of the air conditioner makes people feel like they are in heaven. Once, he and Lili came here to eat several times, but now all he has is the direction of life that Lili has gifted.

After eating ramen without coriander, when I went home, when I passed by the small shop at the entrance of the alley, the old man was still sitting inside, still holding his purple sand cup, and nothing had changed.

The madman entered the shop, and the old man was confused: "What do you want to buy?" ”

Yes? He was also instantly confused, and the old man actually asked him what he needed to buy? Doesn't the old man have the mysterious power of prediction? But now the madman smiled helplessly: "Take a bottle of bar? I want Jin Liufu. ”

The old man got up with a smile, and then it was the previous procedure, looking for money, and finally the old man sat down again, as if nothing had happened before.

The madman walked in this familiar and terrifying, but also extremely strange alley, taking a sip of the liquor in his hand, carrying the pen and ink in the plastic bag, and looking at the scenery on the side. A cold wind blew, making a strange whirring sound, in fact, this sound is not terrible, what is terrible is that it is full of former roommates, even former roommates, and even Lili's figure, everything is as if it was yesterday, and it comes to mind.

Back in the dormitory, because it was too cold, just turned on a tungsten light bulb that looked like the sunset, under this bright light, the fountain pen given to him by Lili was replaced with a new nib, the new nib is an iridium nib, relatively hard, elastic of course not as perfect as the gold nib, but for him as a true beginner, just right.

Even he opened the handkerchief in the plastic bag at the bedside, and put on a new nib for the torn fountain pen, but the small parts on the pen body fell off and could not be put together, it seems that a bottle of three-second glue is needed, but this matter will be done tomorrow, and now, all that is needed is to try the pen in his hand.

The fingers are extremely painful at this moment, especially in this cold weather, this kind of pain is simply heart-wrenching, like someone taking a knife to cut off the flesh on the fingers, saying that the index finger is connected to the heart, maybe this is the reason, right? However, this did not stop the direction of his heart at all.

Record, the iridium nib is indeed quite suitable for his current level, so to record what he has seen and heard today, to record his feelings near the university, now, this so-called record is no longer limited to the past, the past was just a record, but now, gradually, it seems to have his own thoughts, thoughts.

And in the process of the madman's record, he kept hearing the apprentices next door complaining, they complained, they cursed the company, saying that the salary was too low no matter what, except for some expenses, they didn't make money at all, and even had to post money in, telling that this was not going to work at all, this was simply suicide!

Suicide? Perhaps, maybe they feel the cruelty of their work, and feel the deep malice of the world, and now they no longer tell that there is no life without games, let alone that the so-called Internet companies are heaven. Once, they were just confused by the appearance of the Internet company, but now, they have seen the real Internet company, only a month, not even the moment of payroll, and their inner description of heaven is simply a world of difference.

But the madman knew that he could not do anything, that he was only a madman of the utmost mortality, and that even a short time ago he was confused and desperate, but now he seemed to be filled with some powers, but these powers were not enough to help his own disciples, and he could only keep his eyes open, silently, and even more quietly listen to their complaints, and then predict another farewell.

……

Yes, this goodbye came very quickly, less than ten days later. Now, the madman still sits next to his computer, playing boring games, but the atmosphere in the whole room is very eerie, silent, really silent, even more silent, so silent that it is terrible, so silent that there are only scattered mouse and keyboard sounds.

Because this group of apprentices originally came to the company at the beginning of the month, they paid in this so-called paradise for a month, but none of them got more than 600 yuan, is this really a salary? In addition to the rent and dinner every day, there are still some necessary living expenses, can you have any money left? Apparently not, so they were silent, as if longing for someone to save them.

They were silent for a long time, and then they began to communicate, they whispered, the New Year is coming soon, but they have no money, they don't even have the face to go home, what else is this doing? The madman is confused, it turns out that he needs money to go home? If you don't have money, you feel ashamed to go home, but when did this kind of thinking start to spread? I don't know, but the madman understands that home, sweet home, the best thing in the world is home, but? He has no home of his own.

No, at this moment the madman has a lot of thoughts, he thinks of his grandmother, he thinks of his deceased father, and his mother and sister, I don't know how they are doing, is grandma still crumbling because of his father's debts? Perhaps? But if we talk about filial piety, the madman knows that he is the greatest demon in the world.

But the madman didn't want to think about these things, he just felt that he didn't have a home, so he had to take this concept out of his mind, so he drank baijiu again, but he never seemed to drink it again, and only a few sips.

It was also at this moment when the madman was full of thoughts and intended to numb himself with the help of alcohol, that his apprentices learned something from the other old employees, although they wanted to ask the madman, but the madman did not say anything, but in short, now the apprentices got what they wanted to know.

Therefore, these apprentices went to the boss's office again, and they asked to exchange all the gold coins on the current game account into RMB, and the boss seemed to be used to all this, and soon, this group of apprentices left here again, and their steps were extremely confused.

But for the madman, it seems that he has experienced too many of this kind of things, so there are no big ups and downs in his mood, right? Therefore, he was just extremely bitter, looking at his computer desk, these scattered four or five packs of cigarettes, this time the repayment is really small, maybe it is just that a large number of apprentices really have no money, right?

On the right-hand side? Originally a child from Shanxi? He thinks it's paradise? Will he put in all the effort? He didn't want to be a miner like his father? Maybe it is, maybe it isn't, anyway, the madman is just an empty computer on his left hand at the moment, and that's it, really.

The end of our dreams for all of us is money? No, it shouldn't be money, the end of all our dreams may be those things that money can be exchanged for, even people and respect, or the so-called sense of achievement? Yes, money can bring us that, but the madman is touching the bank card in his pocket at the moment, and he knows that if he continues like this, he will have to leave the Internet company, because his salary is not proportional to his expenses.

So he took a few sips of liquor again, and scanned the room very soberly, space, really space, and then he looked to his left, a very beautiful little girl, dyed yellow hair, she was a local? It's just that at this moment the madman feels that his own thinking is a little ethereal.

He spoke: "Little girl? Oh no, Nana, aren't you going to get out of here? ”

That's right, she is Zhang Na, Zhang Na grinned bitterly: "Leave? Where to? The electronics factory is tired to death, but it's better here, as long as the monthly salary is enough for your own expenses, my father said so, and my eldest brother didn't leave. ”

The madman smiled dumbly after hearing this, just enough flowers? Is this what is called the happiness of contented people? No, the madman suddenly realized something, and then turned his head and asked Zhang Na: "You are not students?" Not a winter break worker? Not together? ”

Zhang Na opened the boss's eyes, and her eyes were really big: "Master, we've known each other for a month and a half, right?" Don't you know that we came from the talent market? ”

The talent market? Oh, well, the madman bows his head silently because of his stupidity, his stupidity is just that he hasn't even learned about these apprentices, maybe he just doesn't want to know more deeply, right? In short, almost all of these apprentices are now gone, leaving only a few packs of cigarettes on the table, no, and Zhang Na on the side.

After returning to the dormitory in the evening, the madman recorded this painful parting in his notebook again, and also had some of his own feelings, mainly wishing this group of his former apprentices to find good jobs and find the so-called dream land, although this blessing never seemed to come true, but he still religiously recorded it.

The madman went out and prepared to go to the bathroom, but turned on the light in the next room, there was no longer noise here, not even the so-called complaining and silence, because a large number of apprentices were not ready to spend the night here, they had already left here with their necessities, and the current room was only messy cigarette butts, and even a few empty wine bottles, the liquor in those wine bottles had drowned its owner's dream? I don't know, I don't know at all.