armyinform Chapter 13
Chapter 13
Chapter 13
In the early morning, the sun shines into the room through the gap in the curtains, and the light sleepy Dongchen opened his eyes.He turned his head and saw Zhou Zeya who was still sleeping soundly, got out of bed, helped him tuck the quilt, brushed his teeth and washed his face lightly, took his wallet and keys, and went out.
Closing the door, he felt as though he had closed the only lighted opening.
Walking on the road, some shops have already hung up lanterns and posted Spring Festival couplets.The Spring Festival is just around the corner.He thought, should he live with Xiang Haomiao?But I feel like I won't be able to find anyone else.
Went downstairs to buy breakfast.A bowl of porridge, an omelette, and a few fritters, I ate some casually, and then carefully fried the fritters that had just come out of the pan, neatly placed them on the table, and poured out a small bowl of light soy sauce.He was as light as a cat, and he was afraid of waking Zeya up, but he thought too much, and the man still slept soundly.
To be honest, he didn't know much about Zhou Zeya's preferences. He only remembered that Zhou Zeya said that deep-fried dough sticks dipped in soy sauce were not bad.Maybe I could do better if I knew more.
After finishing all this, I went to wake him up.The two happily finished their breakfast and went to the company together to welcome the busy Monday.
At work, I listen to my colleagues guessing how much this year’s year-end bonus will be, where to go during the Spring Festival, what prizes can be given at the annual meeting, and so on.Dongchen listened, occasionally interjecting a sentence or two, and gradually forgot the unhappiness of being alone during the Chinese New Year.
At the end of the year, every department seems very busy. In comparison, I, the handyman, seems to be the most idle person in the company.
The company's annual meeting was held in a well-known hotel.If she didn't work here, Dongchen felt that she might never come to such an occasion in her life.
The venue is not too big, but the layout is exquisite.It hurts to see many people, but there is no way.In comparison, he felt that his colleagues seemed to be very happy, which was natural. Everyone was looking forward to the prizes at the annual meeting, and hoped that he would be the lucky winner of the first prize.Companies are seated by department.There were a lot of people in the personnel department, and there were three tables. An insignificant character like Dongchen naturally sat in the corner farthest from the stage.
After sitting down, he huddled there and played with his mobile phone. He sent a short message to ask Zhou Zeya where he was sitting.After about ten minutes, the person replied, "The third table in the second row, how about you? Come and play with me?"
Dongchen just asked casually, just wanted to know how far that person was from her.The hall was bustling with people, he couldn't see the other party, and he would never go to chat with him, because he and his department were not the same kind of people at all.
The food was served, and the programs arranged by the staff also appeared one by one.Dongchen's gaze has been wandering between the stage and the second row of tables.After eating for a while, Zhou Zeya came to the stage when he saw someone he was familiar with.
Perhaps Zhou Zeya was very popular in the company, but before the show started, it was full of applause.Facing hundreds of people on stage, Zeya showed no stage fright at all. He smiled and scanned the audience with his eyes, and finally met a pair of familiar eyes.
Zeya's gaze was fixed, and she watched Dongchen start her performance.
He performs magic tricks.Wear a formal suit and tie, and play tricks with ease.Those magic tricks are also simple things, knotted ropes are untied inexplicably, the cloth in the hand suddenly disappears, and so on.He looked at Dongchen, raised his eyebrows frivolously, and conjured a bouquet of flowers from his sleeve. With a backhand, the petals left the stem and sprinkled to the audience.
Bow, wave. The 6-minute show ended in a moment.Dongchen watched the petals fall slowly, there are many, but the distance is too far, and I can't catch any of them.He turned back his twisted neck and lowered his head to pick up the rice.Colleagues didn't know that he knew Zeya, and no one cared.
Dongchen concentrated on eating, and the phone vibrated, "I'm exhausted, the show is finally over, let's go!"
He looked around and felt that no one left early. "Big sister, can we leave the annual meeting early?" Dongchen asked in a low voice, big sister Huang from the department.
"What's wrong, aren't you feeling well?"
"I have a headache. Maybe I drank some red wine on an empty stomach just now." Xiang Dongchen lied badly, sounding a bit stuttering at the moment, but in the eyes of Sister Huang, she felt that her tongue was bad from drinking.
"You can leave early, but the lottery is always at the end. If you are not present, no one will help you to receive the award." It turns out that no one leaves because they are staring at the company's first prize.Dongchen was in a dilemma, he really didn't want to stay any longer.While hesitating, the phone vibrated again, "I'm at the door, come out quickly!!!"
Sister Huang saw Dongchen's troubled look, and said, "Oh, you go back, I'll tell the supervisor, if you win, I'll get it for you, and then I'll give it to you, go back and rest."
After listening to Dongchen, she cast a grateful look, apologized to the colleagues at the table, and then jumped up with oil on the soles of her feet.When I got out of the hall, I was about to make a phone call to ask where Zeya was, when I saw the man sticking his head out from the safe passage, calling himself furtively.
The safety door was opened in the winter morning, and only a spark of a cigarette was lit in the dark safety passage.
"What are you doing?" Dongchen asked puzzled.
"There are too many people, and our department forced me to perform on stage. I lied to my colleagues and said that the client asked me for something, so I slipped out. Anyway, I won't be drawn in the lottery." Zeya grabbed Dongchen's sleeve and continued, " Let's go."
As he said that, he dragged his sleeves and went downstairs in the dark, regardless of whether Xiang Dongchen liked it or not, he walked directly from the stairs to the garage.Dongchen couldn't see anything clearly, so she simply held Zeya's hand.The two went to the garage in silence.
It was only when his eyes were clear that he saw that Zhou Zeya was still wearing the suit from the performance just now, but he threw away the ridiculous bow tie.After getting in the car, Dongchen asked, "Tomorrow is a holiday, what do you say about Chinese New Year?" I also asked Zeya last time, but he didn't give an answer.
"What about you? Who do you celebrate the New Year with? Your brother probably won't celebrate the New Year with you." Zeya started the car and asked.
"Zhou Zeya! Every time I ask you a question, can't you tell me well? You always throw the question to me?" Dongchen thinks that Zhou Zeya is good at everything, but talking to him is difficult, and everything can be bypassed to other questions or thrown away. Come back, in short, I never give a serious answer.In fact, Xiang Dongchen is also impatient, but he will only explode in front of the people with the best relationship.
It happened to be a red light, and Zhou Zeya stepped on the gas pedal. He was taken aback by Dongchen's ferocious attitude. He stared blankly at the other party, and only after a long time did he say, "Dog barking in a hurry?"
"You're a dog, you can't speak human language. Talking to you is exhausting, young master!" Dongchen thought to herself, the Spring Festival holiday has begun, and if this person goes home, he should probably buy a plane ticket or something. Why do you always pretend to be mysterious when you ask yourself?
"Then please do me a favor, young master. Please answer my question first." When the green light came on, Zeya concentrated on driving the car, but he still asked jokingly.
"I don't know." Dongchen rolled down the window and stretched his head out to blow the cold wind.
"Then I don't know what to do, I'm going to take you out to play." Zeya glanced at Xiang Dongchen who was angry.The cold wind outside the car was as sharp as a knife, cutting Dong Chen's eyes shut, and messing up the broken hair on his forehead, revealing a neat hairline and full forehead.
Dongchen repeated Zeya's words in his heart twice before he realized that this person wanted to take him out to play during the holidays. No wonder he asked himself for various documents before, but now that he thinks about it, he might be looking for a travel agency or something. .But I just can't be happy in my heart.
Zhou Zeya is a person who follows his own temperament too much. When he met him, he would make a malicious joke if he wanted to joke, and treat himself for a few days when he felt guilty; after becoming friends, he would come and go whenever he wanted; I never asked myself if I wanted to.Zhou Zeya said that his dog was barking anxiously, maybe what he said was what he thought in his heart, he treated himself as a dog, teased him when he was happy, and left when he was not happy.
In this relationship, I will always be the passive party.He wanted to resist once.
"I don't celebrate the New Year with anyone, but I don't want to go out to play." Dongchen said, lighting a cigarette like a demonstration.
"You really don't want to go? To see the Victoria Harbor you often see in the movies, take the Star Ferry, really don't you want to go? Huh?"
Well, Dongchen admitted that she was very moved.The hobby of watching movies was cultivated from the Hong Kong movies that were shown on TV every night when I was a child. The so-called movie watching is Hong Kong movies that I watch the most.But at this moment, backbone is more important.
"Didn't you ask me if I would like to? The day you helped me move, I asked you what your plan was for the New Year, but you didn't say anything. "
Zhou Zeya stopped talking again, turned right and got on the ring road.Dongchen just discovered that the car was not going to his home. He knew that this road was going to Zeya's house, and he felt inexplicably nervous.He felt that Zhou Zeya's home was a mysterious place to him.
After getting on the highway, you will see a ramp in a short while, and you will be there after you go down.Housing prices in this residential area are not low.From the time he entered the community, he had to swipe his card four times before arriving at the door of Zeya's house.
Zeya opened the door and gave Dongchen a pair of slippers.Dongchen still maintained a serious expression, her eyes wandered around the house, looking at the house.
Eighty-odd square meters, two bedrooms and two living rooms.It's not too big, but if you live alone, it's definitely a luxury.The decoration style is very simple, but also very textured.
"Where is the bathroom?" Dongchen asked, and Zeya pointed it out.
After entering the bathroom, I can see how obsessed this "brother son" is with taking a bath.Bathtub, shower, Yuba, towel dryer, everything is available.After going to the toilet, washing hands, looking in the mirror in the winter morning, I straightened my wind-torn hair.
Looking at the mirror cabinet, he stopped arranging his hair and opened it to have a look.Well, there are only things for men in it, and there is only one toothbrush.Satisfied, he closed the cabinet door.If he used to do such childish and ridiculous things, he would despise himself, but now Dongchen doesn't want to bother so much, and he thinks a lot about Zhou Zeya with confidence.
After leaving the bathroom, I saw Zhou Zeya packing her luggage in the room.While folding the clothes, Zeya said, "I can't help it, I can only go by myself. The air ticket is already booked."
"Can't you tell me before you make a decision?" Dong Chen struggled, still obsessed with this question, and he continued to throw out more questions he wanted to ask, "We have known each other for several months, and I just came to your house for the first time. .Why do you work here alone and buy a house? Where is your family? Do you have any friends besides Yan Chuan? I don’t know, I don’t know anything, aren’t we friends? I don’t think I know anything about you, I feel like I'm a stranger to you."
When it came to the end, Dongchen didn't know what he was talking about anymore, and the result of deliberation was that he couldn't say clearly.Everything is messed up.After he finished speaking, he felt that there would be no such problems between friends, and he would not use such a tone. He concealed, "I just want to get to know you, we are friends." Dongchen knew that being friends is the best , because he wanted to have Zhou Zeya for the rest of his life.
"How could I deliberately hide anything from you? Don't look like this."
Zhou Zeya didn't know what kind of illness Xiang Dongchen had.He dragged Dong Chen to sit on the bed and started "troubleshooting".
"You know men, especially mature men, don't like to talk about their own affairs. Do you understand me when I say this? For example, when you first met me, you didn't want to tell me that you were looking for your cousin, I also don’t want to say that my father is hospitalized.” Zhou Zeya seldom talked about his affairs with others, and his usual eloquence seemed to be finished, speaking illogically.He saw Dongchen's moist eyes staring at him, listening seriously, and continued.
"My dad taught at the university, and my mom was the group leader of the engineering team. When I was young, my family was in pretty good condition. Maybe because I could afford it, my mom gave me a younger sister. A few years later, they said The relationship didn't get along, and we got divorced. My sister and my mother, and I followed my father, and I was doing well, but there was no communication between me and my father." Dongchen listened, nodded understandingly, his father was not good at words, So my personality is relatively reserved.
"After my mother got divorced, she took my younger sister to another city with a businessman. My father didn't allow me to see them. I was young and didn't have the money to go to another city. Occasionally, I would be taken away during winter and summer vacations. My sister picked me up and played with me for a few days. The older I get, the less time we spend together, because everyone has to deal with exams. Then one day I was in class, and my dad came to the school to find me. We didn’t speak on the way. We took the train to my mom. The place where I was. I didn’t know until I went there that my sister committed suicide.”
Dongchen was shocked when he heard this.Unexpectedly, Zhou Zeya's cynical appearance hides such a story.
"She was raped by her stepfather all the year round. My mother knew about it, but for the sake of family and dependence, she made peace with her. My sister was mentally ill, and my mother was afraid that others would find out, so she didn't send her to treatment." Zeya smiled as if hiding something, and touched Winter morning head.Dongchen didn't know what to say, he hugged Zeya, leaned his head on his shoulder, and wanted to give him some comfort.
"If my dad hadn't been so cold and indifferent at the time, if my mother hadn't been so selfish, maybe the ending would have been different. So when I was in college, I left home and studied here. I didn't go back after working. The family is no longer married. , what else is there to go back to?" He paused, and continued, "When I first met you, I always said you were cowardly, but also because of your personality, I always think of my sister, I always think, if my sister Now, it should be about the same age as you."
After hearing about Zeya, Dongchen felt deep pain, but beneath the pain was more joy.
When a person you want to get to know unfolds the saddest past bloodily, it means that the relationship between the two is getting closer. In a sense, this is something to be happy about.This is the inferiority of human beings, the base pleasure.