night fire

Chapter 36 Unfamiliar and Familiar

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Zhao Qiyan's life seems to have been redefined - he didn't return his rented house or resign from the bar, but he has a completely different state of mind from before.

Everything slowed down, all occasions became no longer lonely, and he no longer had to be as paranoid and determined to walk alone as before-holding the daze until death.

He doesn't have to do that anymore.

He relaxed a lot, not only him, but everyone around him felt it.Wu Yong was very pleased, and tapped the keyboard of his mobile phone to send him red envelopes every day, although Zhao Qiyan just took none of them.

Several new employees were added to the store. Zhao Qiyan felt that he was a bit redundant, so he discussed with Wu Yong to adjust his working hours to every two days.

Wu Yong pretended to be stern, and said fiercely: "Is there too much money?"

Zhao Qiyan leaned on the bar to play with cups, with a faint smile on his lips: "Ah, it seems that there is not much shortage."

"You boy..." Wu Yong couldn't help laughing, then took out the shift schedule, took a pen and thought about it carefully.

Zhao Qiyan waited by the side, took a white handkerchief, wiped the row of goblets in front of him, and when he finished wiping the last one, Wu Yong had already written out the new shift schedule.

Wu Yong turned the schedule upside down and pushed it to him, "From now on, you will come to work according to this."

Zhao Qiyan's new shift caused a lot of shock among the employees in the store, especially Song Han - she pulled Zhao Qiyan's sleeve and pretended to cry too sincerely, which made everyone feel that this is Zhao Qiyan's sister who left the brothel The younger sister went ashore alone to follow the illusion of this story.

Zhao Qiyan didn't push her away, and let her mixed tears of real and fake wet the cuffs of the silk shirt, and when she was almost crying, he coaxed: "It's not that I'm leaving and never coming back, crying so hard It's going to be ugly."

Song Han's face was as red as a tomato from crying, and his slender eyebrows stood up like a crescent moon, and his whole body was like an angry tomato: "You pretend I don't know, now I'm just reducing the shift, sooner or later you will Round off the days of coming here to zero."

Zhao Qiyan took a piece of paper from the nearby table and stuffed it into Song Han's hand, saying, "Well, it's almost the same, that's the situation."

As soon as he said this, Song Han cried even harder.

Zhao Qiyan stood with her for a long while, Song Han cried comfortably, looked at him with watery eyes, and said with some melancholy: "If I knew this day would come, why should I miss that spring."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to straighten Zhao Qiyan's bangs.

In fact, she really can't be that sad - just looking at this beautiful child for a whole year, seeing him with a cold face like a Buddha, seeing him as arrogant as a loose, seeing his sincerity as the sun shining, seeing him as ruthless as a spring breeze blowing through the hall for a moment , So I couldn't help but pay attention, I couldn't help but pay more attention.

Looking at a flower, I have seen that the flowering period is good but I don't look forward to the flowering period.

She was a little melancholy: "I was thinking that maybe one day I could see you break down."

Zhao Qiyan pinched the tissue, gently wiped the tears on her cheeks, and said softly, "I won't break."

The absinthe fragrance on his body was faintly visible, and Song Han felt as if he was embraced by this fragrance.

"...and neither will you."

Zhao Qiyan said seriously.

Song Han lowered her eyelashes, and finally shed a tear.

"Ah."

She answered, like a promise.

Not long passed, but Zhao Qiyan felt that it was already a new year. Zhao Yan knew that even if he had money, he would not go out for shopping, so he directly sent him a lot of new clothes, with her flamboyant handwriting in the package "Haha, you can't help it"; Zhang Zhiyan's health is also much better. During the video, to show off, he even performed a set of grappling hands for him, but he almost slipped in the end. Fortunately, Lu Zhan came out from nowhere and acted as a human cushion Zhang Zhiyan, who had lost face in front of his younger brother, acted calmly, sat on Lu Zhan's back and said goodbye to Zhao Qiyan, and ended the video with a smile on his face.

Wu Yong's love affair is also going smoothly—at least in Zhao Qiyan's view, Wu Yong who waits for his phone to ring with a sad face every day is much more energetic than the previous Wu Yong who was in a daze and let go of most of his time, as if finally The puppy who smells the smell of bones - it's an inappropriate and somewhat strange metaphor, but Wu Yong did show a strong attachment to that person - that person can both fill his hungry stomach and seduce his greedy enjoyment Isn't the tongue like a bone to a dog? It is a need for enjoyment and satiety.

It's just that sometimes it seems that the bone is not easy to chew, but that's not a big problem.

On days when there is no class or work, Zhao Qiyan spends his time roaming the city—it’s funny to say, he’s been here for two years, and he hardly ever returns home, but he’s still so unfamiliar with everything here. It's like a newcomer.The cheapest bus in this city costs ten yuan, and it takes two hours to wander from the north to the south of the city, and then circle around the west of the city.

For several days in a row, Zhao Qiyan took this bus. He leaned on the window and watched the sunset dye the city's edge red, or watched the buildings gradually reveal their true faces in the morning mist. Sometimes he could see the spiers of the school. Sometimes the lights of the nightclub where he works can be seen from a distance—everything feels strange and familiar to him.

Strange city, familiar people.

Lu Xiujin can probably barely be counted among the latter.

The author has something to say:

I remembered it after seeing it. When Xiao Zhao is free, he usually doesn’t take the initiative to think about Xiao Lu.