No.70 days

Later, Shao Wu never commented on Yang Shuyi's circle of friends.Of course, Yang Shuyi seldom posted news. The few times he went to Beijing to send Longlong to college, saw a wild fox by chance during his business trip, and her mother-in-law’s 75th birthday. Other than that, there was only one Retweeted Geological Survey recruitment tweet.Shao Wu followed the WeChat official account of their survey bureau by chance, and was a little disappointed—the official account was full of articles such as "The chairman of the labor union condolences to retired employees", which had nothing to do with Yang Shuyi.The only time was on the eve of the Spring Festival in 2015, when the Survey Bureau held a badminton match. In the tweets of that match, Shao Wu saw a group photo of [-] or [-] men and women wearing uniform sportswear, standing in four rows , and Yang Shuyi stood in the last row to the left, smiling at the camera like everyone else.

Sometimes Chen Yimang would hate iron for being weak and say: "Can you be a little promising?"

Shao Wu can think about it: "He doesn't know."

Chen Yimang stopped talking and rolled his eyes helplessly.

Shao Wu really thought it was nothing, anyway, Yang Shuyi didn't know that he was staring at the survey bureau's official account every day - the matter of "being cheap" had to be done by one person to another, which was basically equivalent to "harassment". The behavior is only established when the other party knows it, receives it, and hates it.So Shao Wu didn't feel that he was "violent" or "harassing". He did these things alone, and he didn't show them to anyone. It was purely out of habit.

That's right, out of habit, he has liked Yang Shuyi for too long, too long, staring at him, looking for his shadow in the crowd, has become the habit of life.Shao Wu also thought that maybe one day he will fall in love with a new and better person, and then he will be able to forget about Yang Shuyi, and he is also waiting for this day.

There is almost no rain in Zhuhai in winter, the sea breeze is strong, and every day is sunny and sunny.After coming here, Shao Wu found an overseas study agency to work, occasionally working overtime, the work was quite easy.On weekends, he likes to go to the beach for a walk. If Chen Yimang is in Zhuhai, the two of them will go to Moore Square to have some Dodd's morning tea.This seaside town is clean and exquisite. Although the summer is too long and hot, Shao Wu feels that it is a lucky thing to spend his whole life here.

After all, there are many foreigners like him here, from Northeast China, Fujian, and of course Sichuan. He found a Chengdu maocai called "Haobashi" on Dianping. The store is small, but the boss and the proprietress They all speak Sichuan dialect, and after chatting for a few words, they found out that they are from Zigong. They went to Zhuhai to work eight years ago, saved some money, and bought this small shop.Shao Wu chatted with them in Mandarin, and after chatting for a few words, the boss suddenly smiled and asked, "Why don't you speak Sichuan dialect?"

As if a blow to the head, Shao Wu instantly clenched his chopsticks tightly, his Adam's apple rolled, and he felt his vocal cords astringent, like a machine that hadn't been started for a long time:

"It's been too long since I've been out, so I almost forget about it." Shao Wu said in Chongqing.

The proprietress asked, "How long?"

"Almost a year."

"Ouch!" She laughed exaggeratedly, "I've been ignorant for a long time, not even a year!"

At this time, the boss sent a bowl of ice powder, which was just mixed, sprinkled with crushed hawthorn, crushed peanuts, raisins, white sesame seeds, and a small lump of dark red rose sauce.

"For you, fellow," he said with a smile, "try it."

Shao Wu thought that maybe he could live a stable life in a faraway land like them for many years.

As the Spring Festival is approaching, Chen Yimang traveled to Europe with his agency, and before leaving, he mysteriously called Shao Wu into the room.

"I'll introduce you to a man," Chen Yimang said, "so that you don't have to deal with him.

Shao Wu was ashamed: "Why don't you keep it for yourself?"

"Don't worry, people don't like me," Chen Yimang put the phone in front of Shaowu, "Look, the quality of this one doesn't matter."

There was a group photo on the screen. At a glance, they were all handsome men and beautiful women. Shao Wu asked, "Which one?"

"The one on the far left, wearing a suit, is a teacher from Macau University of Science and Technology."

University teacher?But this man was too young to be a teacher. He had a slightly elongated face, pale complexion, handsome but indifferent features.Everyone else in the group photo was smiling, smiling or grinning, but he pursed his thin lips, as if thinking about something unrelated.Behind them was a gleaming crystal standing screen, which looked very luxurious, and he stood there, quite out of place.

Shao Wu was stunned.

"Well, it's okay," Chen Yimang said with a smile, "This guy is quite interesting. Don't think he's serious now. He used to play rock and roll. It is said that he is very famous in the underground circle in Beijing."

"Is it……"

"It's just that it's not easy to get along with. I met him once when I first came to Zhuhai, and he was very cold."

"Difficult to get along with?" Shao Wu returned the phone to Chen Yimang, "Forget it then."

"Come on, what's wrong with being an intellectual, and I suspect that he is not really indifferent, he just has nothing to say to me. After all, I am an illiterate compared to others..." Chen Yimang babbled, "He I didn’t go home during Chinese New Year this year, I’m in Macau, I’ve told him that I have a friend in Zhuhai... You two know each other by meeting.”

Shao Wu: "..."

"The real person looks better than the photos." Chen Yimang emphasized.

"Then... add a WeChat."

"Yes, I will push him to you."

Tang Heng.The avatar is a section of railroad tracks.

Shao Wu asked: "His real name is Tang Heng?"

"Hmm. People from the north, I think they are from Beijing? Anyway, they are quite tall."

Shao Wu added Tang Heng's WeChat in this way, and he took the initiative to introduce himself: Hello, I am Chen Yimang's friend, Shao Wu.

The other party replied quickly: Hello, I am Tang Heng.Followed by a "smile" emoji.

Doesn't seem aloof?

Shao Wu stared at the dialog with a guilty conscience, feeling a little sorry for this teacher Tang.Chen Yimang came over to take a look, and said with a smirk, "He's quite polite, okay, our little Shao is going to open."

When he said this, Shao Wu felt even more guilty.

Because he knew in his heart that what prompted him to agree to "get acquainted" with Tang Heng was precisely Tang Heng's out of state and out of place energy in that photo.

It reminded him of Yang Shuyi in high school.

On New Year's Eve in 2015, Shao Wu was in Zhuhai. He slept until noon, turned on his phone and was about to order a "Hao Ba Shi" maocai, when he suddenly remembered that the boss's family had returned to Sichuan for the New Year.He clicked on the circle of friends and saw that Sister Shan sent out her family's bacon and sausages. The plate was full and gleamed with oil.Next is Zhu Jingjing, wishing my friends a happy Chinese New Year.Longlong took a picture of the sliced ​​roast duck and said that this is the roast duck I brought back from Beijing. My mother-in-law likes it very much.Further down, there are all kinds of delicious food and beautiful family portraits.

The classmate group was also unexpectedly lively. Those who sent New Year's greetings, those who gave out red envelopes, and those who grabbed red envelopes, everyone had a great time.At this time, no matter where, there is the joy of reunion.

Shao Wu sat motionless for a few minutes, then he picked up his cell phone and dialed his father's number.

Looking at the word "Chongqing" on the screen, he wrinkled his nose.

A few seconds later, "Hello?" It was my father's voice.

Shao Wu knew his lips were trembling: "Dad...it's me."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, Shao Wu was about to call "Dad" again, when suddenly, the phone was hung up.

He dialed again, and what he heard was "The phone you dialed has been turned off...".

I called my mother again, and got through, but no one answered.

Shao Wu threw the phone aside and collapsed on the bed.The sun is just right outside the window, green trees and red flowers, where is the shadow of winter?He almost suspects that he is trapped in another time and space, winter has not come, New Year's Eve has not come, he is like a bubble floating in the boundless sea, he does not know which direction he will go.

Lie on the bed like this all afternoon, waking up from time to time.It was already dark at seven o'clock in the evening, and the room was also pitch black, and the 16th floor was completely silent.Shao Wu thought, if he was at home, he would be having a New Year’s Eve dinner at his aunt’s house right now. There are many relatives and children, and the noise is a bit disturbing. The TV is also on, and the Spring Festival Gala is about to begin.

So where is he now?unimportant.Since he is not in Chongqing or Yongchuan, it doesn't matter where he is at this moment.

Shao Wu stood up unsteadily, picked out the leftover two grains of siu mai from the refrigerator, didn't bother to heat it up, and swallowed it cold.Then he changed his clothes, took his mobile wallet and went out.

A few days ago Tang Heng invited him to an LGBT bar for New Year's Eve, and he did not refuse.