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Only Zhuang Cheng himself knew that the moment he stepped out of the store, he had ridiculously imagined in his mind the scene of their future life together.

All dreams collapsed at the moment they saw the man.

Zhuang Cheng was still suspicious that he had misread it, and quietly followed behind, clearly seeing that the man was holding Xia Qing in his arms, walking up the steps step by step, disappearing into the corner, and his last glimmer of hope was finally deprived.

After that night, Zhuang Cheng never patronized the foot massage shop again, and he did not even want to pass by the door of the store, and every time he went home, he deliberately took a long detour.

He didn't know what kind of emotions to use to face Xia Qing, instead of tangling, it was better to escape.

Fast forward a month.

Another overtime night. Zhuang Cheng got out of the taxi and walked into an alley that was a little farther away but could also go home, separated by a few low resettlement houses, and could see the goose-yellow lights scattered in the crowds of food stalls not far away, and with a burst of warmth, he was rushing towards him.

According to his usual habits, he always went home and fell asleep, but today he temporarily changed his mind, feeling that his stomach was empty, and he urgently needed food to fill the spiritual gap.

Sure enough, after drinking a bowl of hot chicken bone soup, Zhuang Cheng felt that the whole person was awakened, his appetite was wide open, he ordered a few small dishes, asked for a bottle of beer, and sat alone at the stall to drink himself.

"Well, how are you?"

As soon as the golden liquid was sent into his throat, Zhuang Cheng heard a surprise sound coming from behind him, and when he turned his head to look, his heart almost didn't miss a beat.

"Yes... Yes, by coincidence, you are there. Facing Xia Qing, Zhuang Cheng couldn't even speak clearly, coughed a few times, and hurriedly smeared the foam on the back of his hand.

In comparison, Xia Qing's performance was much more natural, she walked quickly to Zhuang Cheng's side, pulled over a folding chair, and sat down next to him without saying a word.

"You haven't been to the store for a long time, and I haven't seen you since that day, why, I don't think my craftsmanship is good?"

In the face of the girl's questioning with a smile, Zhuang Cheng was speechless, and he struggled for half a day, but in the end he just raised the wine glass and poured wine into his mouth with a bitter smile.

"In fact, I really want to thank you very much that day, and then I heard a few guests say that the newly opened shops in the nearby area, all of them did not understand the rules, they all blackmailed a sum, fortunately, you showed us a way, since Officer Xu went to say hello to the police station in the jurisdiction, that group of people really never dared to come again!"

Zhuang Cheng lowered his head and kept saying that it would be good in his mouth, but his heart was entangled to the extreme.

On the one hand, he was surprised that Xia Qing actually remembered himself; on the other hand, he still couldn't connect the person in front of him with the figure he saw at the door of the hotel that day, and the two voices kept colliding in his head, and finally he couldn't tell the difference between victory and defeat.

Xia Qing naturally did not know what kind of suffering the man in front of her was experiencing, she asked the boss for another cup, lifted the wine bottle on the zhuangcheng table, and filled herself with a cup.

"Come, Brother Zhuang, I toast you, let me invite you today!"

"You invite me, why?" Zhuang Cheng looked up incomprehensibly.

The girl snorted and laughed, and the smile was as clean as the breeze blowing in the night sky, pushing away the dirt that Zhuang Cheng had accumulated in his heart.

"It's not easy to go out, the first time you see me, I'm willing to stand up and help, and I should invite you back to have a meal!"

When he was out, Zhuang Cheng recited the word several times in his heart, and between the electric light and flint, the previous doubts seemed to have found the answer at once.

02

That night, Zhuang Cheng took a leave of absence for the next day in advance, because the more he and Xia Qing drank to the back, the more speculative they talked, and finally they simply changed to liquor, and there was a posture of not getting drunk and not returning.

Before going to the wine, he smiled and asked Xia Qing, you are a girl's family, can you drink liquor?

Who knew that Xia Qing triumphantly raised an eyebrow and replied to him: "Don't you say, my father began to use chopsticks to feed me with chopsticks when I was three years old, and in terms of alcohol alone, I have not met an opponent to date!" ”

Zhuang Cheng naturally knew that this was a joke, and when pouring wine for her, he still insisted on pouring only a little bit, but he was so happy that he drank several cups in a row.

Xia Qing's words completely opened his heart knot.

The girl was right, she had only met once, what right did she have to comment on her lifestyle? Thinking that everyone is just a migrant worker desperately trying to survive in the city, Zhuang Cheng feels ridiculous for his childish ideas.

Although he didn't have much time to communicate with Xia Qing, he believed that he wouldn't be wrong, she must be a good girl, even if she did something unkind, she must have her own grievances behind her.

Looking back, why did Zhuang Cheng himself not make a choice against his heart? In order to save money, he rented a village in the city more than twenty kilometers away from the company, and in order to let the company help him buy the provident fund, he voluntarily lowered the payment base, which was a concession that Zhuang Cheng had to make.

As Xia Qing said, it is not easy to go out, if you want to live well in this city, you can not be aggrieved at all!

Listening to Xia Qing, she came out to work at the age of fourteen, at first she followed the sisters who came out of the village to work in the hot pot shop, and then went to Wenzhou, where she helped others sew leather bags by hand, and after more than ten hours a day, her eyes were almost inaccurate with the eye of the needle, and finally, by chance, she was introduced to a press mo center and learned the skills of foot therapy there.

When the girl said the bumpy experience, there were not many emotional fluctuations on her face, which made Zhuang Cheng feel very deeply, compared to it, her situation was much better, but her mentality was worse than one level, which was really ashamed.

"Thank you, Xia Qing!"

After drinking the last sip of wine in the glass, Zhuang Cheng finally couldn't help but say his heartfelt words to Xia Qing, and Xia Qing smiled and drank the remaining wine in the cup.

Then, the two reluctantly left at the urging of the food stall owner and returned to their respective homes.

Since then, Zhuang Cheng has let go of his previous prejudices, and when there is nothing to do, he will run to the foot massage shop, in addition to pressing Mo, he often sits down and chats with the technicians there, and takes a handle to do a hygiene or something, a group of people are happy and harmonious, and the days are much more interesting than before.

The technicians are not stupid, who can not see, Zhuang Cheng, a computerist, the reason why they will mix with them, is nothing more than to be able to see more than a few faces of Xia Qing, but everyone can see through it and not break it, only occasionally ridicule the two of them.

Xia Qing's attitude is usually a laugh, never speaking clearly, everyone sees the situation, it is not good to push the boat along the water, can only be said as a joke, and then giggle into the next topic.

But this can be a bitter journey.

He had never had experience in love, he didn't know how to approach girls at all, he saw that Xia Qingming was interested in himself, but he deliberately turned a blind eye to the matchmaking of everyone, and didn't know what she really thought in her heart.

Zhuang Cheng was at a loss, frowning all day long, absent-minded when typing the code, and made several mistakes.

Fortunately, the lady owner of the foot therapy shop understood Zhuang Cheng's thoughts, asked him to help assemble a few computers in the store, and pointed out a clear path for him.

"The first day of next month, it happens to be Xia Qing's birthday, and it is also the day when she started from the last branch and has been following me for four years, you can seize the opportunity yourself!"

The hostess patted Zhuang Cheng's shoulder and showed a meaningful smile at the same time.

On Xia Qing's birthday, all the colleagues in the store gathered together for a meal, and the boss lady also specially approved a day of paid leave for Xia Qing to let her go out and relax, the implication was obvious, that is, to create opportunities for her and Zhuang Cheng.

Zhuang Cheng had already made preparations, took Xia Qing to the largest playground in the city, and played crazy all day, both of them were tired enough, but they also experienced a happiness that they had not had for a long time.

On the bus home, the bumpy journey was inevitably a little boring, and soon, the tiredness accumulated during the day began to surge up like a huge wave, enveloping the two of them.

Looking at Xia Qing, who was sleeping on his shoulder, Zhuang Cheng felt that every cell in his body was full of warmth, and a sense of happiness that he had never felt before hit him, if he could, he really hoped that the world would stay at this moment forever.

Just when he couldn't help but gently lower his lower lip and prepare to plant a kiss on Xia Qing's forehead, a looming dream word interrupted his thoughts, and all the beauty fell apart in an instant, turning into fly ash.

"I'm sorry, Zhuang Cheng..."

03

When they learned that Xia Qing was leaving, everyone was shocked.

The first to come out to retain is naturally the boss lady, she has opened a third branch since the establishment of the Xingxin brand, Xia Qing has been with her all the way, helped her a lot, whether from the business or from the emotional point of view, she is reluctant to let her go.

But Xia Qing is very insistent, she said that she has been here for too long, it is time to go out and break in, and opening her own foot massage shop is her dream all along.

Seeing that Xia Qing's mind had been decided, the lady boss had to sigh helplessly, and after carefully telling her, like everyone else, she turned her eyes to Zhuang Cheng, who had been staying in the corner silently.

After more than half a year of getting along, the staff in the store like Zhuang Cheng, and they also know that he likes Xia Qing, and now that Xia Qing is leaving, the most uncomfortable person in his heart is naturally him.

"Are you really leaving?"

After half a moment of silence, Zhuang Cheng finally got up and came to Xia Qing's side.

"Hmm." Xia Qing lowered her head, and there was still a cry in her voice, "You must remember what I said to you, take good care, the future days will be long, you must ..."

She choked up, and the words behind her could no longer be spoken.

Zhuang Chengqiang suppressed the tears in his eyes, gently rubbed her hair, and pretended to be atmospheric and comforting: "What's wrong, don't you still say that you are a thousand cups of Chuan girl who is not drunk, how can you cry so fiercely now, do you want me to take a picture of it for you, and every time you say something big in the future, I will take it out to show you?" ”

Everyone around them laughed, and only Xia Qing shook his head and threw himself into Zhuang Cheng's arms.

"Nothing... No more, Brother Zhuang, I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..."

Xia Qing still sobbed quietly at first, and then directly turned into a howling cry, Zhuang Cheng hugged her tightly, constantly comforting her softly, until he could no longer control it, and he also cried with tears.

This was the last time they met, and Zhuang Cheng failed to send Xia Qing on his last journey.

When Xia Qing left by train, there was no familiar face outside the station, because she deliberately told everyone a wrong date, and she quietly went to the station in advance by herself.

Perhaps feeling guilty for not quitting, Xia Qing prepared a gift for everyone in the store before leaving, thanking her for the ups and downs of these days, including Zhuang Cheng.

Unlike other people's large bags and small bags, Zhuang Cheng received only an envelope, and the recipient column read: To the people I want to get close to most in my life but can't get close to.

Zhuang Cheng quickly opened the envelope and looked at it, and found that in addition to a small card, there were two photos of different sizes.

The former corner is yellow, the rinse is rough, and you can see that there are some years and months, and above it is a man and a woman holding a newborn baby, sitting on the most common wooden bed in the countryside, the wall behind it is plastered with newspapers, and the white expanse is inlaid with a pair of red characters, which is particularly abrupt.

Zhuang Cheng recognized at a glance that the woman in the photo was Xia Qing, but much younger than now, and as for the man next to her, he was middle-aged and obese, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Zhuang Cheng suddenly felt a sharp pain, and he forcibly read the contents of the card:

"Brother Zhuang, I'm sorry I never told you the truth, in fact, I was married a long time ago, just when I was eighteen, my father owed gambling debts and forcibly married me to a bachelor in the same village, and the baby in the photo was my child." I'm really sorry for you, Brother Zhuang, I actually understand your intentions, if I can, I would like to stay, but I can't do it anymore, and people like me are not worthy of you at all, you should have a better girl, not me..."

After reading the last sentence, Zhuang Cheng felt that the sky had collapsed, and his soul seemed to be torn by countless invisible arms, about to devour him.

After a long time, he still summoned up the last bit of strength, looked at the second photo, and tears instantly filled his eyes.

It was a group photo he and Xia Qing took when they went to the amusement park together, and in the shot, they laughed so happily, like two carefree children, not having to worry about what would happen tomorrow, not having to be afraid of the future.

At that moment, everything became so simple, as if you were in eternal day, never to enter the night again.

Zhuang Cheng stared at the photo for a long time, a long time, until the tears dried up, the lights in the community gradually turned on, and through the window into his rental house, he slowly got up from the ground.

Outside the window is a lively food stall, people with the fatigue of a day of dormancy, sitting at the table to drink freely, stuffing all the unpleasantness into their mouths, firmly wrapped in white hops, and sent into the digestive tract.

Maybe this bitter taste is the truth of life.

-The 60th Story of the Headmaster-

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