Seeing this, it seems that the only way to pick up the liquor on the side is to take another sip, right? In my trance, I lit a cigarette again, and there was a crackling sound in my ears, the sound of pouring rain outside, but it was night, and I was still sitting in a small room on the dock, so I couldn't see clearly, but it was not difficult to imagine that this heavy rain must be so cold that it went deep into the bone marrow.

Then continue to copy books, listening to the sound of rain copying books, this feeling is very mysterious, but because my thinking is too complicated, so I can't enter the world of books for a long time, I always feel that I am just like a fool, but also copying, I don't know what the text is.

……

In short, the boring year passed quickly, nothing happened, of course, nothing happened, here is the world of cold wind howling, cold rain wanton, but also empty to the terrifying world, every time you pass by a place with a traffic light, you never need to wait, because the whole world is only yourself, every time you come home, you see the fluffy brown bear on the bed that has been a little flattened by yourself, and see Yaping's belongings, it seems that you can find some of yourself a little.

I often send text messages to Yaping, but it seems that all the problems have not been solved accordingly, in addition to missing or missing, Jing also sent several text messages to herself, all asking for money, and she did not reply, and even Jing called directly, but she did not answer, only occasionally when passing by the empty long street, I heard scattered firecrackers, but where did the sound come from? When you look closely, you can't find the source anyway.

As for now? Sitting in the still empty rental house, there was a chaotic noise outside, because the year had long passed, and now this terrible city, which was originally empty, was restoring its former bustling and noisy appearance, and even more so was this dirty residential area, looking at the world in numbness, and once again not knowing where to go, thinking that he seemed to have experienced such a situation several times before, and he did not know how he had survived this terrible situation.

The fingers are very painful, under the warmth of the air conditioner, under the unique sunset color of this small table lamp, it looks like it has been completely deformed, and there is a big bag at the front of the middle finger of the right hand, and even the whole finger has been cramping, especially after lying in the bed, once the warmth invades the finger, the finger instantly begins to cramp, and the pain makes me grin, and now there is a band-aid on it.

took another sip of spirits, then lit a cigarette, looked at the diary in front of him, which had recorded a diary for twenty-four days, but Yaping still didn't come back, Yaping also saw the photos sent by the New Year, she was very happy with the lit fireworks, and her hometown was snowing heavily, and there was snow white everywhere, but the home seemed to be very warm, but her family didn't look very wealthy, and even had two big wolf dogs at home.

Thinking of this, he directly picked up his mobile phone again and edited a text message to Yaping: When will you come back, it's been twenty-four days, and it's been twenty-five days after today!

Then I looked at the time on my phone in a daze, it was nine o'clock in the morning, and after a while, Yaping's text message came: What are you anxious about, I will go back in a few days, I want to stay at home for a few more days.

Seeing that he was helpless here, he directly endured the pain in his fingers, picked up the pen, and continued to write a diary, in fact, there was nothing to record, because it seemed that nothing had happened.

……

At work at night, as usual, sitting in a small room on the dock, but it seems to be different from usual, because this will be Lingling sitting inside, Lingling is still wearing the same clothes she wore years ago, and she hasn't even changed her shoes, but this time she is not playing with her own mobile phone, but playing with the crazy man's mobile phone, because she said that the crazy man's mobile phone looks old, so she wants to see it.

And the madman would be reading a book, and then he heard Lingling speak: "Your girlfriend doesn't want you, right?" It's been twenty-five days, and you haven't come? ”

The madman was stunned for a moment, but immediately dragged his mobile phone, put it directly into his pocket, looked at Lingling with a smile on her face, and then yawned, and even wiped the tears that came out of the yawning while speaking: "Look at the phone, just look at the phone, what do you do with my text messages?" ”

Lingling didn't defend herself, she just picked up her own mobile phone again, and then showed the madman a lot of photos above, all of which were taken at home during the Chinese New Year, Lingling in the photo was wearing a pink woolen cotton jacket, and she was standing in the snow, the snow was very thick, and there was a snowman she built, yes, the snow in Xianyang was very big, and when I saw this, I seemed to have a lot of thoughts, but why? After thinking about it for a while, I remembered my grandmother, and I didn't call my grandmother to say hello during the New Year, which was really unusual, so I gritted my teeth, took out half a bottle of liquor from the filing cabinet, and drank a few sips in front of Lingling.

It was also at this time that Lingling suddenly said inexplicably: "I feel that you seem to have a little problem and don't love life very much?" ”

He took a few sips of liquor, full of the smell of wine: "I thought you were going to say that you had already taken pictures, and I would take out two packs of cigarettes for you in a while before you would delete the photos." ”

After hearing this, Lingling continued to look at her own mobile phone, as if she didn't want to speak, and he was just drinking, but he picked up his mobile phone, and suddenly dialed a phone number, and this phone number was a little special, it was his aunt's, after the phone was connected, he spoke in a unique Shaanxi dialect, and asked his aunt about the recent situation of his grandmother, and his aunt just scolded him on the phone, saying that he would not call home or anything like that in the New Year, the madman was helpless, just listened quietly, Finally, I heard my aunt say that grandma has been doing well lately, so I hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Lingling looked at him like a ghost, and then saw Lingling and said, "Your aunt said you, you haven't been back for five or six years?" ”

Lingling is in Shaanxi dialect, and she heard all the calls just now, so this madman just smiled and said, "What's the matter with you?" ”

Generally speaking, when someone says what they do, they get angry, right? But now Lingling didn't look angry at all, and grinned directly: "I'm just curious, if I'm not curious, what should I ask?" ”

He silently picked up the wine bottle again, took two large sips, felt the burning taste of the spirits, and after a while, he spoke: "I have never had a home, so what home do I go back to?" ”

Lingling didn't know anything about the madman at all, so she smiled and said, "There is a home in my heart, and everywhere is a home." ”

And the madman confronts it: "There is no home in my heart, and there is no home wherever I go." ”

When his words came out, the current Lingling seemed to be a little angry, so she didn't pay attention to him anymore, and at about twenty thirty, Lingling said that she was going back to the workshop by herself, the madman just nodded and continued to yawn, but when Lingling left here, he locked the roller shutter door again, and then directly took out a notebook, a pen, ink or something, and continued to copy books, which was really numb, and he didn't even know what he was doing.

At about twenty-three o'clock in the evening, the squad leader shouted on the walkie-talkie again, let the madman go on patrol, this time a total of six people were caught, but in the process of arresting people, these employees who came over after the New Year, his opinion on the madman seems to be greater than that of the previous year, and they even opened their mouths to say when the madman he could still hear, the year is the New Year, but the devil is still the demon of last year or something.

The madman just smiled numbly when he heard this, because he didn't know when he had completely transformed into a demon in this company, but whether he was a demon or not, he knew very well in his heart that as long as he handed the photo to the squad leader, then he could get cigarettes, so whatever.

That's right, although it's a new year at this moment, everything in this factory is still old, whether it's a demonic self, or a squad leader, or the employees in the factory, or even those large machines in the factory, they are all old, even if some new employees occasionally come, anyway, I don't know, there are so many employees in the factory, who knows who is who, as long as you catch taking pictures, it's such a numbing life.

After getting home from work in the morning, I have to face a terrible empty rental house, although the air conditioner is very warm, but here is terrible empty, write in the diary: I caught a lot of people last night, and got six packs of cigarettes, and the others just miss Yaping very much, but Yaping still hasn't come back.

Yes, I don't know when I became insensitive to the diary, maybe it's just because of the high-intensity writing every night, which causes pain and cramps in my fingers, so after returning to the rental house, I don't want to pick up a pen again, right?

No, it doesn't seem to be exactly like this, currently looking at the pen on the notebook, this is the most precious pen, it is the one that my mother once fell to pieces, this pen carries too many stories of herself, and then took out another pen from the pocket of her close-fitting clothes, this one was given by Lili, and the part that fell off the paint on it carries the story about Jing, but in the past few days, Jing has stopped bothering herself, but for some reason, after Jing does not bother herself, she is even more worried.

So in this incomparably distracted thinking, right? Send a text message to Jing and ask? At least make sure she's still alive? But after looking through the entire mobile phone, I couldn't find Jing's phone number, in short, all the records were deleted, because Yaping would look through her mobile phone, but she didn't remember Jing's phone number.

Suddenly, at this time, the mobile phone rang, and when I saw that it was a call from Yaping, the whole person was immediately a spirit, and even instantly had the spirit, and quickly answered: I am at the bus stop outside the door, come here.