When I finished telling her, Huang Li's expression was very anxious, just like my mood at the moment.
She was silent for a long time before finally speaking: "How could this happen? In other words, you were harmed by that person named Li Yuchen?"
"Well, but there is no way. The only way now is to let Su Tao admit it."
"Yes, but it seems a bit troublesome! You said that Li Yuchen was the person who targeted you before, and he probably won't let you go so easily."
I shrugged and said, "He doesn't pose a threat to me. The main reason is his father, Li Liyang, who is scary. I have been fighting with him for more than a year."
"So what's the result now?"
"There's been some progress."
"That's good, but don't be too anxious. I believe An Lan will understand later. You have to keep a good attitude now."
"I know, so I came to sit with you for a while."
"Have a drink and I'll drink with you."
I shook my head and said with a smile: "I really don't drink anymore. It's not that I don't want to drink, it's that I really can't reconcile."
"What's going on?" Huang Li frowned as if she suddenly realized something.
At this time, I didn't want to hide it from her, so I said calmly: "I have cancer."
Huang Li was stunned for a moment, and the expression on her face gradually stiffened. After a while, she said, "What kind of cancer?"
"Stomach cancer."
"Really?" She looked unbelieving.
"Why did I lie to you?"
She took a breath, changed her sitting position and looked at me and said, "How long has it been? Stomach cancer can be treated, right? Didn't you go for treatment?"
"After treatment, I went to Beijing for surgery and even went to the United States for treatment."
"Isn't that good?"
"Okay, if it hadn't been okay, I wouldn't be sitting here talking to you now."
"Oh, I understand. You are still recovering, so you can't drink. If you understand, then you won't drink." Huang Li suddenly laughed again.
In this case, I didn't want to tell her the truth, so I also smiled.
There were gradually more customers in the bar. Huang Li was alone in the shop, so she had to go and get busy.
I sat alone for a while and then left the bar.
It was already past ten o'clock at night, and I kept driving along Binjiang Road at a slow pace. I kept the windows open to let the cold wind flow into the car.
And I am becoming more and more sober, but I still can't figure out where the real pain in my heart comes from.
It's like a person who is sick and can't find the source of the disease for a long time. He only feels pain everywhere. Wherever I press my hand, it hurts the most.
…
After driving like this for about half an hour, I actually arrived at the place where I started my business when I just graduated from college.
I just passed by and I don't know why I passed by here.
Maybe I subconsciously want me to recall it...
I parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car and looked around. Except for some familiar facades, the buildings on the entire street had not changed much.
The only change is that it is more lively because a commercial street was built nearby.
I followed the path I had walked countless times and came to the store I rented when I started my business.
Although it was a retail store, the rent was very cheap. I remember it was about 400 yuan a month.
Because this street was very remote at that time, there were no bus routes, and it took more than ten minutes to walk to the light rail station.
But at that time, 400 yuan was still a huge sum of money for me. I lived frugally every day, and sometimes I only ate one bucket of instant noodles a day.
I really can't imagine how I survived such a difficult environment at that time.
I remembered……
It seems that those hard days did not last long. Within half a year, I received an order.
I still remember that we made a total of 17,000 yuan from that order, which Zhao Liang and I shared equally.
Our life has improved a lot since then, at least I haven't had the hard life that others have had for several years.
Even though it was cool later, it was nothing compared to back then.
Now that I have returned to the place where I started my business, looking back, everything seems to have happened yesterday.
To my surprise, this store was converted into a barber shop.
The store itself is very small, so the barber shop is not too big and the decoration is average. There are only four chairs. A man, a woman and a child are guarding the shop. The man is looking at his mobile phone and the woman is teasing a little kid.
baby.
Both of them looked very leisurely. It was obvious that business was not very good, and I don't know if it was because it was too late at this time.
I stood at the door for a while and then walked into the barber shop.
A man and a woman in the store immediately stood up and shouted to me: "Hello, do you want a haircut?"
I touched the hair on my head, smiled and said, "How much does it cost for a haircut?"
"25." The man said.
Compared with those barber shops outside that are so decorated that ordinary people dare not go in, getting a haircut for 25 is really cheap.
I nodded and said, "Then let's cut one."
"Okay, please come over here and I'll wash you up first," the woman said.
After saying that, she handed the child to the man, and then took me to the chair where I washed my hair.
She didn't sell me this or that like those barber shops do. She washed it carefully and massaged my head a few times.
After washing, the man handed the child over to her, walked over to me, and asked, "How do you want to cut it?"
When I looked at myself in the mirror, I seemed to be getting stranger and stranger. I had really lost weight, and the outline of my thin face was visible.
However, my hair quality is really good. It is not easy for me, who was born as a programmer, to still have such a thick hair in my thirties.
I looked at myself in the mirror, smiled, and asked, "Can it be permed?"
The man nodded quickly and said, "Sure, what kind of perm do you want?"
Because I have never had a perm, the reason why I suddenly thought of perming my hair was because I wanted to do something I had never done before before I died.
I touched my flowing hair again and said, "What do you think is suitable for my face shape?"
He looked around, then stretched out his hand to grab my hair and said, "Your hair is of good quality, but a bit soft, and your forehead is quite high. Why don't you try tin foil perm? It's also very popular recently."
“Is the tinfoil perm the kind of scumbag perm mentioned on the Internet?”
The barber smiled and said: "Yes, if you don't think it's possible, you can also do positioning perm."
"Just heat it with tinfoil."
"OK."
So he went to get ready. This was also the first time in my life that I had my hair permed.
I even wanted to get a tattoo, but after thinking about it I decided against it.
After he prepared the potions and tools, he started to straighten me up.
I asked him: "Boss, is this your own store?"
"Yes, my wife and I drove it ourselves."
"Very good, how long has it been open?"
"Almost two years."
"How is business?"
The boss sighed softly and said with a smile: "How should I put it? I can make a living. After all, our store is not big and the traffic is not very large. Most of the customers are old customers."
After he finished speaking, he asked me again: "Do you live here?"
"No, I used to live here."
"Oh, I mean I haven't seen you before."
I smiled and said, "Your store was where I used to live."
The barber was surprised and said: "Isn't it? Is it such a coincidence?"
"Yeah, but that was many years ago. Maybe there have been many tenants since me."
"Probably, what was your previous landlord's name?"
"Huang Xing, is he still him now?"
He shook his head and said, "No, now the landlord's surname is Qin."
"Then it seems that the landlord has already been replaced, haha."
We just chatted and he helped me do it.
Then I applied the potion and set the shape. I worked on it for more than an hour and finally got it done.
I also want to see what I look like after a perm...