On a winter evening, the sky is particularly dim.

People are also groggy, and even the stalls on the roadside are colder.

The boy curled up and walked to the small door that he had to visit every day.

Fortunately, it was the girl on duty.

That young girl is like herself, not a local.

The boy only glanced at the girl, but didn't dare to look at it anymore. He just said, "A portion of roasted cold noodles, add intestines."

The girl didn't look at him, and just started working hard.

When the man saw her lowered his head to work, he looked over.

She was not very good-looking, even a little rustic, and her cheeks were frozen out of the plateau.

But there is a very simple water spirit who only concentrates on roasting cold noodles, which draws a clear line from this overly complex world.

The girl quickly rolled up the cold noodles, looked up again, and happened to meet the boy's demented gaze.

The boy was stunned and asked quickly, "How much is it?"

"8 yuan." The girl smiled, "I don't know if I eat it every day?"

"Oh...hehe..." The man smiled foolishly and took out his cell phone.

happy!

Very happy...

I haven't been so happy for a long time.

After scanning the code to pay, he reached out to receive the plastic bag...

Seeing that the girl was still laughing, the boy felt that he should take the opportunity to say a few words...

But I am ashamed to speak.

I had to take the meal in a staggering manner.

"Don't you go to work?" the girl asked, wiping her hands.

"Ah? I..." the boy hesitated to avoid the girl's gaze, "I...I am a programmer... I'm working remotely recently..."

"So amazing." The girl nodded with a smile, then lowered her head and cut the cold skin.

The boy didn't say anything else, but just walked towards the community in a daze.

Why do you lie to her...

Why,

Is a programmer?

All the way back to the rental house, the male roommate who shared the rent happened to go out.

"It's just right." The roommate raised his head with his shoes, "I've had a lot of electricity bills lately. Are you not going to work anymore?"

"Working from home..." The boy changed his shoes as if nothing had happened, "I will count on my electricity bill, and I will transfer it to you on WeChat."

"Okay." The roommate put on his shoes and put on his clothes and said with a smile, "What job is so comfortable, let's introduce it."

"Hi, do it nonsense." The boy waved his hand and quickly returned to his room.

I ran into the door, pulled up the bed table and sat on the bed, unfolded my notebook, and wanted to eat while reading novels.

But after only half a minute of reading, my scalp became numb and I irritated. I turned off the web page.

He has tried to see it dozens of times.

Still stopped at the first chapter.

After he put his head down and solved a box of baking cold noodles, he quickly wiped his hands and patted his face.

Then he pulled up the small table, held the mouse, and moved the cursor to a document on the desktop.

"Tearing the Horizon—V.2.152".

At this moment, light appeared in his eyes.

"Chong Chong! Fuck!!!!"

...

In another city, in front of another table, another woman picked up another dish of dishes.

"It's your turn to Ping Zhengke this time?"

"This... the leader decides." Another man picked up a piece of meat and handed it to his daughter's bowl.

"Thank you dad!" the girl nodded with a smile.

"It's a serious matter." The woman grabbed the man's arm and said, "Tongtong will go to elementary school next year. The family members need to fill in the level in the information. After all, she will only take care of her as a section chief teacher."

"Then I'm working hard... I've performed better recently..."

"It's not a manifestation. It's time. Why don't you hurry up and send something to Director Zhao..." the woman complained, "Do you know how much effort they have secretly put in?"

"Hi...just come normally..." The man forced a smile and stood up, piled up his own bowls and chopsticks, leaned over and kissed his daughter's forehead, "Tongtong has a good meal, dad is going to write the documents."

"Tongtong has a good meal, and dad writes the documents well." The little girl said, waving her fist.

The woman sighed.

"Writing documents and writing documents all day long."

The man said nothing and walked into his small study.

Close the door and turn on the lights.

Sit down and lean on you.

Light a cigarette, close your eyes.

sigh.

sigh.

sigh……

After a cigarette passed, he scratched his head, turned on the computer, and clicked on the document.

"Tokyo City Strange Talk·Fingertips"

At this moment, light appeared in his eyes.

“Banishiment…this…world!”

...

University dormitory.

Three girls were each sitting at the desk and laughing and putting on makeup.

“Hurry up, get KTV at 7 o’clock~~”

"What's the hurry? You must not make a beautiful point today."

"Then you have to be punctual, those clinical boys care about this very much."

"That's right, we can't be late for a friendship."

"Look at you here for free, and ask me to say that it is better to marry a mouth than a clinical practice."

"Oh, our care is miserable anyway..."

"They are here to study in college. Our only way out is to have a partner with the future department director..."

"Don't say that, it's just that the three of us~"

"Yes, some people are preparing to take a serious clinical study~"

"Hurry up and put on makeup, don't bother her~~"

The three of them stopped smiling, quickly put on makeup and left.

They didn't notice that the girl sitting in the corner was twitching slightly.

The girl didn't dare to make too loud noises, so she just sniffed silently, lowered her head, grabbed the paper and wiped it from time to time.

Thumb thumb thumb thumb —

The WeChat video rang.

She quickly rubbed her face, coughed hard, and turned the video into voice.

"Mom~~"

She said with great vitality.

"It's pretty good, everything is pretty good~~"

"Well, my classmates are all very good, too."
To be continued...