Accidentally landed

Chapter 16 ZZZZ

On May 22, [-], it was unsurprisingly a rainy day.

The torrential rain fell on the city, and the cemetery on the outskirts of the city was deserted, and the fog was thick. Everything was blurred by this white fog, whether it was people or memories.

Zhou Jing's black hair was a little wet from the heavy rain, and strands of hair stuck to his cheeks. The boy stood in front of the tombstone with a black umbrella, his figure was as lonely as a shadow.

Water drops fell from the black and white photo that was also wet on the tombstone. Zhou Jing looked at the photo with a blank expression on his face.

Time is undoubtedly the magic that can move mountains and seas. The faces in the photos are no longer consistent with those in memory, and he gradually began to forget them.

Beautiful, warm... Memories that should be cherished, like flowers in a mirror and moon in water, dissipate so quickly.

The painful and unbearable things are as clear as a knife, and when the rainy season comes, they will appear again and again in dreams, every moment of trance.

Sure enough, people are so cheap.

The heavy rain could not extinguish the heat in Qicheng, and the stuffy air made it difficult to breathe. Zhou Jing hated this kind of weather. His eyes moved down from the tombstone, and he saw his shadow reflected in the puddles at his feet. The overly pale face is like a newly dead ghost, without the breath of a living person.

It was the same on May 22 two years ago. He stood downstairs with an umbrella in his hand, watching the blood spread to his feet, forming a puddle.

It was raining non-stop, the blood was thick and thin, and with the blood, there were screams of people, some disgusting white flocs, and the buzzing of police sirens.

He carried his schoolbag that day, left before the police car arrived, and went upstairs.

A row of high-rise buildings near the river in the city center has the best view and the most expensive house price.

He opened the door and walked in. Zhou Yang was huddled in the corner of the balcony, his eyes were empty, and he was wearing a cotton mop on one foot while the other was bare. It was obvious that he was very embarrassed when he rushed over.

He changed his shoes that had stepped on dirt, sewage, and blood, brought Zhou Yang a cup of hot water, put his younger brother on the sofa, and covered him with a blanket.

Then he sat next to Zhou Yang, quietly waiting for the police to come to the door.

"What is the relationship between the deceased and you?" "It's my father."

"Has he been suicidal lately?" "Well, he wants to die every day."

Zhou Jing removed the umbrella from his head, and the raindrops began to wet his hair.

Everyone is guilty.

More or less, intentionally or not.

After walking two steps forward, black was placed on the tombstone, covering the gentle face that had been blurred in memory.

Zhou Jing never expected anyone to forgive his crimes, let alone being punished.

To live is to suffer, and he has long been used to it.

Drenched in the rain, Zhou Jing slowly walked out of the cemetery.

Behind him, the umbrella was blown up by the wind and soon disappeared.

Just like the light in his life, it can disappear without a trace with just a slight blow.

--I have plan today.

Ye Suyu opened WeChat for the nth time to read this message.

He lay on the chair, very puzzled.

There is obviously nothing wrong with all my actions, why is it that I am working hard when I come to ZZZZ?After such a long time, even if the employees and the boss ask for leave, they should be more polite. This person is still as cold as a stone in a latrine, and he is dragged to death. Those who don't know think he is the boss.

However, even though he was angry, he still followed suit.

Ye Suyu sighed, this is really painful and happy.

According to unreliable social surveys, people only need seven days to form a habit, and 21 days to form a habit.

For the past half month, he played games with ZZZZ every afternoon, which obviously became his habit.

The suddenly vacated time was like a blank gap in his life, which made him feel a little bored and at a loss.

What to do.

Ye Suyu listened to the sound of rain outside the window, and neither wanted to take orders nor reply to those unprocessed messages on WeChat, so he just lay on the chair and quietly let time pass by.

I don't know how long I stayed there, but there was a "咻咻" notification sound from the earbuds website.

He raised his eyelids and looked over, and found that the boss Yu Jieyin who had placed an order for him a few days ago placed another order for him.

Obviously he should be a big host, but he was extraordinarily stingy when placing an order, 50 yuan for 50 yuan, and it seemed that he was not happy for an extra hour.

However, this voice can still pass the time.

Ye Suyu stretched, sat up from the chair, lightly clicked the mouse, and took the order.

It was still the same QQ whose nickname was a string of unknown numbers. The voice call prompt appeared in the lower right corner of the computer. Ye Suyu connected the phone and put on the headset.

The noise of the electric current passed by, and it was very quiet over there, no one actively spoke, only the sound of light breathing.

This is also a man who doesn't like to talk.

Ye Suyu didn't know why, but suddenly remembered ZZZZ, that person also had the same habit of answering the phone, never speaking first.

"Hello, are you okay this afternoon? Why are you free to place an order?" Ye Suyu greeted him first as a companion.

"Ah."

The cold female voice sounded even colder today, as if the voice from a machine was emotionless, "I'm free."

Hearing this voice, Ye Suyu felt a bone-chilling coolness crawling over along with the electric current. He tapped his fingers on the table boredly, and quickly realized that the boss was not in a good mood at the moment.

Unlike the day when she said she was cheated and needed comfort, this time, her state really sounded very wrong.

"What's the matter, unhappy?" Ye Suyu asked tentatively.

The boss is playing with lighters again.

Appears to be a heavy smoker.

"Ah."

It was still a simple one-word response.

"If you can tell me something, it will feel better to vent your bad emotions."

"If you don't want to say it, I'll stay in a daze with you."

... A gentle and caring male voice, without deliberate sincerity, and the articulation of words makes people feel comfortable.

Zhou Jing himself didn't know why he made this order by accident, but hearing this voice, his ups and downs seemed to have calmed down a little.

The quieter his mind was, the more people could not ignore the malice that he tried his best to restrain.

Let it out?Zhou Jing pressed the lighter again, he hated the feeling of being out of control.

Addictive, out of control... these words are his forbidden zone.

He looked at the computer screen expressionlessly and said, "Today is the anniversary of my parents' death."

However, occasionally he can't control himself, such as now, he can't restrain himself from wanting to splash the muddy filth in his heart on others.

Ye Suyu didn't expect that the boss would be such an unresponsive thing when he opened his mouth.

To be honest, he has also met many people who seek relief online because of the pain of real life, such as those whose parents died, those who were subjected to domestic violence, and even those who committed crimes... He originally thought that he could already hear everything that was very strange. The cloud is calm, but the tone of the boss's speech is too calm, so calm that it makes one's hair stand on end.

Although he only said a few words, the uncomfortable negative emotion still stretched out its tentacles and climbed up to him.

Ye Suyu rarely knew what to say.

He opened his mouth, even if this person said this kind of thing, it sounded like he still didn't need to be comforted.

However, he was drawn into the gloomy net by this person, and the sound of the rain continued, and his mood actually became depressed.

Ye Suyu hated this feeling, and he began to regret taking this order.

With an irritated click in his heart, Ye Suyu asked, "Do you have a glimmer?" "No."

"Next one, I'll watch a movie with you."

... Ten minutes later, Zhou Jing entered the room created by Ye Suyu.

Shimmer is a software that allows you to watch videos together, and there are only the two of them in the locked room.

The movie was chosen by Ye Suyu. Zhou Jing didn't like watching movies, but they were just passing the time. He was noncommittal about Ye Suyu's behavior.

His eyes swept over the title of the film, "Críacuervos", the Chinese name is "Raising Crows".

It's like a Spanish movie.

Old movies start in dim, oppressive light.

Zhou Jing watched the little girl in a white skirt walk down the stairs, her childish face was mature beyond her age, the girl walked into the living room, and the prostitute in a green skirt ran out of the room disheveled, they looked at each other and looked at each other. speechless.

The girl walked into the room, and her father was lying dead on the bed.

The bare skin was terribly pale. The girl stood by her father's bed, looked at her dead father's body quietly, and turned around to pick up the milk glass on her father's table.

...Zhou Jing lit a cigarette.

It's a great movie to watch on your parents' death day.

He didn't speak, and the breathing sound in his voice was smooth and rhythmic. Unknowingly, he, who was not interested in these long and dull literary movies on weekdays, also watched them.

In fact, no matter from which point of view, this movie is not suitable for viewing at such a time.

But Ye Suyu inexplicably felt that this boss with a cold voice and a heavy cigarette addiction should like this movie.

Sometimes the relationship between people is so wonderful, you don't need to know each other for a long time to understand each other's preferences and personality.

Before the girl's mother died, she had been told not to touch the white powder in the locker, which was highly poisonous.

Believing it was true, the girl put the powder in her father's milk glass, and after his death she tried to use the powder to end the lives of her demented grandmother and adulterous aunt.

Although those powders are just ordinary baking soda.

The tune of the Spanish song is cheerful, but the singing is extraordinarily lonely. The girl grew up in such a complicated and twisted environment, and gradually grew up to look like her mother.

She hadn't actually committed any sin, yet she rummaged through her memories over and over again to find her own.

Zhou Jing looked at the camera that was gradually zooming out, until the list of the movie's curtain calls appeared, and he took a puff of smoke.

"Why are you watching this movie with me?" he asked.

Ye Suyu smiled, he found that the other party's tone was not as mechanical as before, as if lifeless.

"Because I think you'll like it."

He replied.

……Like it.

Zhou Jing looked out the window, the rain stopped.

The girl in the movie grows up, and time passes by her body. Every day when she wakes up, she may still remember the past, but she can't resist time pulling her forward.

It will rain and life will go on.

In this way, entangled, painful, and can't forget to live.

"Thank you."

Zhou Jing put out the cigarette, let out a long breath, "It's a good movie."

He exited the twilight, put his finger on the mouse, and tapped lightly.

Ye Suyu received a gift of 1000 yuan from Qingleng Yujieyin's boss.

He stared at the 1000 yuan gift for a moment, and then laughed out loud after a while.

The mood that was affected by this boss just now became bright again, he shook his head, thinking amusedly, what a rare and pragmatic and indifferent boss.

The author has something to say: Zhou Jing: Damn, he was comforted by his wife in a weird way