My 26-year-old Female Tenant

   After a while, Fang Yuan and I went downstairs together. He got into the company's business car, and I sat in Yan Yan's car.

  My nerves fell into inexplicable cramps, and I even complained in my heart that Fang Yuan shouldn't have told me the news that Jian Wei would be back so suddenly. After 3 years, I no longer knew what emotion to use to face her.

  I wanted to see her crazily for countless days and nights, but I was afraid to see her... I was afraid that the silence and embarrassment after meeting would be too painful.

Yan Yan started the car, looked at the rearview mirror and changed lanes, and asked me: "Zhaoyang, why do you look so preoccupied?" After asking, she shook her head and added: "...It doesn't look like that. you!"

  I smiled and said, "Don't you have to be heartless to be like me?"

   "Did Fang Yuan tell you that Jian Wei will be back?"

   "Yes." I responded, but opened the car window and lit a cigarette.

   "No wonder, except Jian Wei, no one in this world can pry Zhaoyang's melancholy nerves!" Yan Yan sighed.

   "You think too much, she is not so invincible, and I am not so vulnerable." I still responded with a smile.

  Yan Yan shrugged her shoulders and said, "Zhaoyang, you know how warm you are... The brighter your smile, the more painful you will be."

   "It's as if you know me better." This time I finally put away the smile that Yan Yan thought was fake, to prove that I was not as hurt as she said.

"Being friends for so many years, I don't know who knows you... Zhaoyang, let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart. Although we all feel sorry for you and Jian Wei, but... I have to tell you: when a woman After a change of heart, the man she once loved has become a second-hand smoke that has been smoked. She can no longer inhale pleasure, and her eyes are red because of the smoke. At this time, the only thing she can do is to abandon him. This second-hand smoke, do you understand what I mean?"

   "Why are you telling me this?" I took a deep breath and asked.

   "I hope you are more chic."

  I was silent for a long time and asked unwillingly: "What do you think love is?... Isn't it just a promise, and then stick to it for the rest of your life? Why don't you have the courage to stick to it after you made the promise to the other party?"

   "Zhaoyang, love is really not as simple as you think, why Fangyuan and I can make it to the end, but you and Jianwei can't, you should understand."

I was silent again. I do understand that although Fang Yuan and Yan Yan are not from rich families, they are both from a good family. Bought a Cadillac cts for her as her graduation gift... But does love really have to be measured by material things? I do not understand!

Yan Yan said again: "Jian Wei really loved you. You also know that she went to study in the United States to avoid her parents' forced marriage. She hopes to stay for 3 years. After returning to China, her parents will accept her and you." The fact of being together, but why I broke up with you after arriving in the United States, I can't figure it out...Maybe it's really because..."

  I didn't want to repeat the feelings I had when we broke up, so I interrupted Yan Yan: "Stop, just like you said, when she changes her mind, think of me as a second-hand smoke that can't get pleasure."

   "I said she changed her mind just as a metaphor..." Yan Yan comforted again.

  There is a kind of person in this world, they have a special ability, they can comfort a person who wants to die until he really dies, no doubt Yan Yan is it.

  …

   Throughout the day, I accompanied Yan Yan to buy related items for their wedding according to the list drawn out by Fang Yuan. It was not until the evening that I had a simple meal with Yan Yan and went away separately.

Although I didn't sleep all night yesterday, and I worked hard for another day today, when the night came, I didn't feel sleepy at all. Walking on the street, every time I saw a couple walking by me under the neon lights, my heart surged. It is endless loneliness and emptiness.

  I still habitually want to let go of myself, as if my nights should belong to nightclubs, I told myself: Maybe drink some wine, and I will sleep better tonight.

Listening to the explosive bar music, looking at the changing and flickering lights, and the people twisting their waists crazily, after a while, I have already had a few bottles of beer, and I feel a little dizzy. I like this feeling, no worries, no love Hate, love and hatred are only hazy and illusory that are both true and false.

There are two resident bands in this bar, and the two bands take turns to perform every night. Today, Robben’s “Tearing Nerve” band happened to be in residence. Robben and I have a good relationship, and sometimes we play together music.

   Robben caught the guitar strings with his fingers, made a noise like friction and smiled provocatively at me: "Zhaoyang, come up to play...?"

  I put down the beer bottle, jumped on the stage, took the guitar from Robben, and said to the rest of the band: "Here we go."

  Everyone nodded, various instruments began to sound, the lights flickered, and the heavy metal music began to expand.

With drunken venting, I stepped on the ammunition box-shaped prop with one foot, started to play the electric guitar crazily, and sang with a roaring plosive sound: "Utopia's hand is holding the banner, the coat is tucked in My bones, desperately remembering the route I came from, turned around and smashed against the wall; oh my god, I can’t come back; oh my god, you are tired, mother, give birth to me quickly, give birth Come down... Raise your throat and tear your neck apart..."

  Only halfway through the song, a gangster-like young man with long hair, a black jacket, and a gold chain stared at me and yelled at me, "What kind of **** are you singing...Hurry up and change the song..."

  I stopped and squinted at him: "Your grandson tell me again."

  Long Hair kicked over the nearest drum set: "You idiot, I asked you to change the song!"

"**Your uncle..." I stood on a high place, kicked the long-haired face, as if I found the pleasure of venting, I jumped off the stage and smashed the guitar, and the guitar was smashed by me in a blink of an eye , the long hair was also beaten and curled up on the ground with his head in his arms, screaming heart-piercingly.

  The accompanying people with long hair rushed towards me with beer bottles, but were blocked by Robben and the band members. In the confusion, I saw someone call the police, and then threw away the wreckage of the guitar and ran out of the bar.

  …

  In the interrogation room of the police station, the light was shining on me, and an elderly policeman was sitting across from him, who looked quite friendly.

   "Name, gender, age, work unit."

"No...Brother policeman, that grandson really deserves a beating. He kicked our drum first. You know we play music. The instrument is our own brother. He beat my own brother. Can I get along with him?" Is he going to live?...Brother policeman, it’s not that I want to fight, it’s that there are bad people among the crowd!” I said with a sad face.

   "Don't talk nonsense, boy, no matter how many reasons you have, fighting is not right, the law doesn't give you this right, you know?"

"Brother policeman, I know I was wrong. I have already done a deep introspection and self-criticism in my heart. I should not ignore the majesty of the law. In the future, I will definitely raise my awareness, be a good citizen who abides by the law, and resolutely do not delay the harmonious society. hind legs!"

   "Okay, don't be poor! ... Go and pay the fine."

   "Aren't you going to be detained?" I asked cautiously.

   "The young man who was beaten by you also suffered some skin trauma. He agreed to privately. You paid him the hospital expenses and lost wages, plus fines, a total of 6,000 yuan."

   "6000!...Brother policeman, I don't have so much money with me!"

   "Call your family and friends."

  When I heard the words family and friends, I was suddenly confused. At this time, I really felt that I was so lonely in this city where I had lived for two years.

I definitely can't find Fang Yuan or Yan Yan. First, they are getting married soon and I don't want to cause them this trouble. Second, they have expressed to me countless times that they hope that I can live a safe and stable life. Such things are still not allowed. It's good for them to know, lest they be disappointed!

  …

  After thinking about it for a long time, the face that hated me so much but was too beautiful appeared in my mind.

  Look for Mi Cai, yes, find Mi Cai! Anyway, I am a scum in her eyes, with no image at all, let her pay the fine for me first, and then pay her back the money I owed together with my salary next week.

   At this time, I am really glad that I wrote down her mobile phone number in the morning.

  Take out the phone from his pocket, find Mi Cai's number, and dial it immediately.