One hundred and twenty-four
After sending this text, the madman lamented his wit, so that he could divert the topic, but Zhou Yaping was really the foreman, and she was now disdainful of this idea of diverting the topic, and sneered directly, without touching the keyboard with her hand, but just moved the mouse, and immediately replied: There is no tomorrow.
The madman immediately froze and got angry, so he gritted his teeth and typed again: Are you fucking going back? Do you know how to be obedient?
And she's copy-paste: there's no tomorrow.
At this point, he wanted to divert the topic again, so he took a few puffs of his cigarette very violently, and this was another input: What else would you do besides copy-paste?
She still coldly copied and pasted: there is no tomorrow.
The madman was furious, and he went crazy and typed on the keyboard quickly, telling her that a girl's house, wandering around alone outside, this is very worrying, in case she meets some bad people or something, it will be terrible, and this is worthy of her parents, or even her own life or something not, but she has been copying and pasting coldly: there is no tomorrow.
The madman calls ...... With a long sigh, he directly closed the chat dialog box, and even closed the chat software, as the so-called out of sight is out of mind, and then picked up the wine bottle and drank several large sips of wine, looking at the wine bottle that was about to bottom, this is another cigarette, but even so, she still can't rest assured, maybe only God knows what is going on with this creature like a girl, especially Zhou Yaping, who is so stubborn.
So now the madman began to comfort himself, comforting himself and saying, anyway, Zhou Yaping and himself had no relationship with each other, just like the top boss he used to be in any company, as long as he left the company, they were completely strangers to each other, it was really like this, but even if he had been comforting himself so much and convincing himself so much, he still couldn't stop worrying about her.
Yes, exactly, but what exactly do you have to do? I just want to live, I know very well that Zhou Yaping is like this now, this is already a soul-seducing existence for herself, if she lives with her for a period of time, this is definitely even the soul can be directly devoured by her, if she is the next Jing at that time, then, at that moment, she really has to commit suicide, because at that moment is absolutely, it is more difficult to live than to die.
At this point, the madman was cranky, looking at the computer screen in a daze, looking at the dim lights in the Internet café, looking at the smoke overhead, and even this daze lasted for a long time, until the second half of the night, when he opened the anime on the computer, he was in an extremely irritable mood, watching the anime, he couldn't watch it at all, even if the protagonist was punishing the wicked inside, promoting the so-called righteous picture, and even the beautiful girl in the anime, this could not let his emotions deviate from Zhou Yaping's track.
Perhaps, this is that animation is always fake, but the false imagination is presented by the picture, and Zhou Yaping's existence is completely the objective reality in our world, so these two things are not at the same level at all, so there is only smoking, and there is really only smoking.
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I haven't slept all night, I've really been sleepless, I'm so sleepy and sleepy, it's almost to the point where I can fall asleep with my eyes open, and the sky outside the Internet café has already been bright, and even the aunt in the Internet café has already begun to clean up the garbage, and all the people who have been on the night have gotten off the plane together.
So he lit a cigarette again and logged in to the chat software again, and Zhou Yaping sent a message in an instant, still saying that there is no tomorrow.
The madman is stupid, this time he is really stupid, he didn't expect it at all, Yaping is too stubborn this week, it's really like this, so he replied directly: Go back to sleep, go to work tomorrow!!! Then in a fit of rage, he directly turned off the chat software again, and then lifted his plastic bag, which went to the account desk to return the card, because he pressed twenty yuan last night.
And now the account has been replaced, no longer the girl I was familiar with before, but another strange girl, but this girl looks very beautiful, but it's just beautiful, anyway, the madman has returned the card, taken the money, and then carried his own plastic bag out of the door of the Internet café.
Everything here looks so familiar at this moment, the chain that once sealed the memory was broken again, and all the memories hit the whole brain again, yes, you can even see Lili eating egg cakes and laughing beside her, Zhou Yaping, no, why is it Zhou Yaping again? When did Zhou Yaping come here?
The madman is too angry and helpless at the moment, and he is too worried about Zhou Yaping, so he needs to calm his mind, but he wants to smoke cigarettes, but the cigarette box is already empty, and he wants to go back to the Internet café to buy a box, but forget it after thinking about it.
I scolded in my heart, damn! Then he continued to walk forward in numbness, not knowing where to go at all, but the footsteps seemed to know the direction, as if he knew the end point to go, unconsciously, under this scorching summer day, he passed by the Internet company again, and even stood at the door of the Internet company, he couldn't see the inside at all, but he seemed to be able to see the inside again, and saw them playing games inside, that's it, as for Zhou Yaping, no, why is it Zhou Yaping again?
Why, why, why, why? Why is his mind full of Zhou Yaping? What's going on? Is he really attracted to her? If that's the case, then it's really too bad, but there's no way, so I actually stood in the shade at the door of the network company, took out my mobile phone again, and started it directly, and there was an unread text message from Zhou Yaping on the phone, but I didn't open it at all, but directly edited the text message to Zhou Yaping's phone number: You fucking go back to rest, go to work tomorrow, foreman! You are my ancestor, can't I beg you?
After sending this text message, I turned off my mobile phone directly, and then continued to walk forward, but I don't know why, continue to walk forward, the more calm the mood seems to be, I really don't know why.
Until I saw the alleys of the ancient town again, the whole heart, and even the whole world trembled, yes, this is so beautiful here, the old houses are still the same, the moat is still the same, this is a unique breath of the ancient years that people can lose themselves instantly, just like the life pictures of those people who once lived in this ancient town, under the sun at this moment, this is perfectly displayed in front of themselves, and you can even see them walking on the stone path talking and laughing, and even some women can be seen by the river, Patterned clothes are beating clothes with sticks, yes, they're doing laundry...... Zhou Yaping, damn it!
cursed Zhou Yaping fiercely in his heart, and then saw that in such a hot summer, there was a man in a suit and leather shoes, who walked out of the alley of the ancient town unhurriedly, which really directly interrupted the beautiful illusions he had just seen, no, in fact, the beautiful illusions of the ancient town had long been interrupted by Zhou Yaping, who suddenly appeared in the illusion of the ancient town, Zhou Yaping was like a complete demon.
He gritted his teeth, and then walked to the mouth of the alley of the ancient town, and saw the small shops, the small shops are still the same, and the old man is still the same, the old man is still sitting on his chair, squinting his eyes, and holding his purple sand cup in his hand, what is even more exaggerated is that the traces of the vicissitudes of life on the purple sand cup are exactly the same as before, and there is no change at all.
Perhaps the only change is that there is a tattered plastic fan next to the old man, which is buzzing and swaying, and in this moment, all the memories really seem to be pouring out, but there are no memories, because everything that has never happened? Or is nothing happening at this moment?
He grinned stupidly, and then walked into the small shop with a smile on his face, the old man opened his eyes, and smiled directly, and the madman immediately wanted to speak, because he was afraid that the old man would have forgotten himself, so he wanted to tell the old man who had never changed in any way, and he wanted cigarettes now, and even more so liquor.
But before he could speak, the old man had already gotten up, and directly took two packs of cigarettes and a bottle of Beijing Erguotou, sat back on the chair, and held up his purple sand cup with his left hand, as if waiting for him to pay for it.
Looking at the smile on the old man's face at the moment, the madman sneered, and then took out the money, and the old man got up to look for money, during which the two did not say a word, but now the madman did not plan to leave here in a hurry, but pulled a small plastic stool not far from the side, sat directly next to the old man, and then opened a box of cigarettes, and smoked one, or the original high-end windproof lighter, when there was a crisp sound, and then lit the cigarette, which took a few puffs.
Then he opened the second pot of spirits, took a sip, the small tattered plastic fan, the wind blowing out, it was hot air, and the madman seemed to remember something, got up and took a bottle of cold mineral water in the freezer, and coo-dong-dong...... I drank more than half of it in one go.
Then he sat next to the old man, enjoying the hot air in the fan, smoking and drinking, and his mind became more and more calm, which is really the case, but suddenly, Zhou Yaping, damn!
The madman instantly inhaled hatefully, then breathed out hatefully, gritted his teeth, picked up the wine bottle and drank two large sips, and suddenly the liquor burned his heart, and his whole body began to have a light feeling, and it seemed to float on the white clouds like cotton wool, and the extremely strong aroma of wine and a slight sense of anesthesia instantly spread to the limbs and hundreds of remains, so that the whole body was even more light, and above this white cloud, there was no longer half of the strength......
However, when this wonderful feeling was about to dissipate, he bowed his head very, very reverently: "Grandpa, what is wisdom? ”