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Chapter 510: Lonely Forever

After I put the guarantee letter away, I transferred 20,000 yuan to him using WeChat, and then said: "This is the last time. Next time, go back to Chongqing."

"Yes, thank you, Brother Chen."

After getting the money, he smiled with satisfaction. Before leaving, he also took away the other drumstick that I used to roast the chicken. Both drumsticks were harmed by this grandson.

Seeing his triumphant look, I was really angry.

But there is no way to vent this anger. I can only blame myself for making promises to others too easily, and I can only bear all the bitter consequences now.

My originally good mood was suddenly ruined by this guy Fu Zhiqiang.

He even ate two chicken legs from my roasted chicken, which was the most annoying thing.

I suddenly lost my appetite, lit up a cigarette, and fell into a depressed mood.

But these depressing emotions are entirely caused by myself. Why do I have to call Fu Zhiqiang to Chengdu?

I should have known that he is not the kind of person who can change easily, because some of his characters are already ingrained in his bones.

But I was too impulsive at the time and always thought I could change everything. Now I see that I was stupid.

Just as I was thinking about these things, my cell phone rang without warning.

When I saw it was Lao Fu, it was a coincidence.

After the call was connected, Lao Fu's voice came over: "Xiao Chen, how are you doing?"

"Same old man, how about you? Lao Fu, how's business going?"

Lao Fu smiled on the other end of the phone and said: "I listened to your advice last time and after vigorously promoting it, my business is getting better and better. Sometimes it is too busy for me. Now I have called my wife to help.

My daughter occasionally comes to help."

After hearing the good news about Lao Fu, I finally felt a little relieved.

I smiled and said: "Lao Fu, let me tell you, your place is in a good location, and the vegetables you sell do not go through middlemen. It is difficult for you not to make money!"

"Yes, yes! From the time I opened my business to now, I have made more than 10,000 to 20,000 yuan in pure profit, which is much better than running a street vendor."

"I'm really happy for you. Your hard work has been rewarded, as it should be."

"Xiao Chen, when will you come back? My wife and I discussed treating you to a meal and saying that we would like to thank you very much."

I sneered and said, "Lao Fu, there's no need to thank me, I didn't do anything."

"Hey, you didn't tell me this. I never thought of it in my life. It can be said that without you, I wouldn't be where I am now!"

I laughed again and said, "Okay, I'll be back when I'm free."

"Well, by the way, is Fu Zhiqiang okay with you?"

I didn't want Lao Fu to worry about Fu Zhiqiang, so I had to say to him: "It's not bad, things have changed a lot now."

"That's good, that's good, Xiao Chen, you are truly the benefactor of our family!"

"Lao Fu, what you said is serious. We are friends, and this is what we should be doing."

Lao Fu sighed heavily again and said: "Xiao Chen, since you said so, I won't be a stranger. From now on, you will treat this place as your own. If you need anything, just tell me. As long as I have it, I won't hesitate."

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"Okay, then I won't be polite."

"You are so polite. You have really changed our whole family! If we keep going like this, it won't be difficult to buy a house."

I could hear that Lao Fu was really happy, and I was happy for him, but this guy Fu Zhiqiang was really disappointing.

After a brief exchange of greetings, we ended the call.

I exhaled softly, continued to put on disposable gloves and started eating.

At this time, I don’t know which house played another familiar song. The name of this song is Thirty Years Old Woman.

Every time I hear this song, I will think of An Lan, her faint smile, and the tenderness in her eyes.

"You said you have been busy at work for too long, and before you know it, it has been thirty years."

I recited this lyrics over and over again, feeling extremely emotional in my heart.

I have passed the age of thirty, and the New Year is about to begin. When the New Year is over, I will be thirty-one.

Someone else's thirty-one may have children in elementary school and have a warm and happy family.

But I am still alone.

I can't even see my future, I even think I will die alone

A gust of cold wind blew in from the balcony, and I felt a chill coming over me, so I got up and closed the balcony window.

Outside the window, there was a dark night and dense drizzle.

And in the night, the whole city is like a lonely boat, swaying, trembling, and gradually capsizing in the windy and rainy ocean.

This night, my sleep quality was very poor.

I dreamed that I was in the cold sea water, and the wind turned the sea water into huge waves, which kept hitting me.

I was submerged in the sea countless times, and struggled on the water countless times with a strong desire to survive.

I'm afraid of the world under the sea, and I don't want to die there in the dark.

I felt colder and colder, and my throat was stinging.

Then came the terrible feeling of dying

In the dream, there was another death struggle.

In reality, I suddenly woke up!

While I was breathing heavily, I was also glad that I was still alive.

Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew. I looked up and found that the bedroom window had been blown open by the wind at some point.

It turns out that those cold touches in my dream were caused by the wind.

I quickly closed the window and lit another cigarette to calm myself down.

In the diffuse smoke, I thought of An Lan again.

The dream I just had is what she encountered in reality.

One can imagine how scared and powerless she would be at the moment she was experiencing.

One dream is enough to make me feel terrible, but what about her?

How did she feel when she fell into the sea?

But in my last impression of her, she gave me a smile.

That smiling face seemed to tell me again that I should live bravely, be optimistic, and be positive.

But I really can't do it, An Lan, I miss you so much

Morning came without any warning. I go downstairs for a run every day, but today it was too cold, so I had no intention of going for a run.

After washing, I went out. A lot of leaves fell on the road in the community, which must have been blown down by the strong wind last night.

After the strong wind, it will often be sunny.

At this moment, the morning sun is rising slowly from the sky, and the golden sunlight shines on the rows of skyscrapers.

The community is surprisingly quiet, but birds will chirp from time to time, bringing vitality to this cold morning.

Panicked, I quickly took this scene as a good sign.

There is a breakfast shop at the entrance of the community. It is a time-honored restaurant. Many people line up to buy breakfast every day.

The boss is from Northeast China, very enthusiastic and sometimes humorous.

It seems that most Northeastern people are born with a sense of humor, and they also speak quite humorously.

"What's the time today?" This is what he asks me every morning, speaking in Northeastern dialect which is very interesting.

"Two tea eggs, two steamed buns stuffed with cabbage, and a cup of soy milk."

This is usually my breakfast every morning. Occasionally, the steamed buns are replaced with a full head of steamed buns, and the soy milk is occasionally replaced with millet porridge.

Under the early morning sunshine, people walked hurriedly through the streets, looking down at their watches and chewing on the steamed buns they just bought.

We are all workers, and everyone is going in different directions, but we are all striving for the same goal, that is: money.

Chengdu at eight o'clock, a dangerous and gorgeous city, an overturned bowl, and a flower surrounded by poisonous snakes.??


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