As soon as Zhang Yifu described his hair condition to them, the young man on duty immediately said Shang Jin's name. This man was still famous for "abandoning his wife to die" and of course he was all infamous. Most people here couldn't figure out why Ji Jing was so attractive. Including the on-duty staff, they all felt that it was quite down-to-earth to survive the years in the bureau.

I am in a peaceful place, with no competition, and I have a wife and a child, so the dispatchers here can't even envy me.

Each has its own strengths, it depends on how you choose to live.

The dispatcher obviously didn't know much about the above. At about the same time, he began to ask Zhang Yifu why he was transferred here so tightly before the Spring Festival and wouldn't he go home during the Spring Festival?

Zhang Yifu smiled indifferently. This year, he is just a lonely man. He doesn't care, just because he is afraid that his parents will feel lonely.

He was really wrong with this...

In Jijing, Zhang Yifu's family, the Qin family's father and daughter had just knocked on the door to celebrate the New Year, and sat in the house with shamelessness and chatted with melon seeds. Qin Yong told his daughter to hide his position, otherwise Lao Zhang would definitely not want him to enter.

In previous years, the Qin family father and daughter would go to Qin Yue's grandmother's house during the New Year, but this year Qin Yong's sister took the old man to another place for the New Year. Qin Yong had a duty task and couldn't leave. The father and daughter were inevitably deserted when they stayed at home, so Qin Yue proposed a plan to go to Zhang Yifu's house to greet the New Year.

Qin Yong was very interested in this. He always felt a little guilty about Zhang Yifu, thinking that the young man had a responsibility to go away from home after New Year's Eve, so he just went to see his parents.

Sitting with the Zhang couple, Qin Yong disguised himself as a kind old employee and chatted with Lao Zhang while drinking and chatting about old things. Lao Zhang always felt that Qin Yong was very kind and familiar, but he just couldn't remember his name. Qin Yue was the one who accompanied Yifu's mother, and the topic focused on Zhang Yifu. Ning Lan was very excited and laughed all night.

During this period, they missed something. Xiang Xiaofei came to work at about eight o'clock and returned here after finishing her work. Before entering the door, she saw these figures through the window. She naturally knew Qin Yue.

Seeing this happy and beautiful scene in the Zhang family, Xiang Xiaofei smiled faintly and turned around and left.

What else do you want to tell me? Someone has taken care of me long ago.

Xiang Xiaofei felt that she was very lucky. Someone was grateful for her. Although she was lonely, she was free. However, most of the loneliness was not what she was forced to do. Most of the "doing" by herself.

If the loneliness of a man with a head is to "work" for life and Zhang Yifu's loneliness is to "work" for ideals, then Xia Xue must be "work" for work.

She was also in Yichang's single dormitory, lying quietly in bed and longing for sleep. She walked in a hurry. Once she decided on her next goal, she would lose interest in the past.

What about the people from the past? She doesn't know.

Of course, there are other "works".

At around 12 o'clock in the evening, Zhang Yifu completed the task on the duty schedule and returned to the hotel.

There was a smell of alcohol in the corridor on the 7th floor. I looked closely. Someone was leaning against his door in his nightgown, smoking a cigarette and drinking red wine.

Zhang Yifu, who was a little sleepy, muttered to himself, "This is a terrifying thing, why don't you go home during the holidays?"

Zhang Yifu tried his best to tiptoe to his room door and took out the room card like a zombie, but the "swipe" sound of swiping the card still exposed him.

Concubine Xiao quickly turned her head, looked at Zhang Yifu's awkward expression and said, "No one passed by here for two hours. I finally met someone and hid like a ghost."

"Happy New Year." Zhang Yifu forced out his blessings, and he had to withdraw.

"Zhang Yifu, right?" Concubine Xiao suddenly said in her unique soft voice.

Zhang Yifu froze for a moment. In order to escape, he put a problem on himself: "I have autism."

"Okay, stop making trouble, I won't make things difficult for you." Concubine Xiao looked happy, "Just come and sit for a while. You don't need to say anything, just listen to me. There will be no third person here at all. It's more interesting to listen to me tell stories."

Zhang Yifu thought about it and said, "Can I refuse?"

"Yes." Concubine Xiao looked at Zhang Yifu's thoughtful expression and couldn't help but smile again, "Don't worry, I'm not that bored and can't report to others. I know you don't dare to have more contact with me, for fear of affecting my career. I haven't chatted with anyone for a long time and I'm so suffocating."

As she said, she picked up the BP machine at hand, and turned it on and flipped it out: "It's been a night, and there's no blessing... No, there's one, Yunnan Southern Paging Station, haha..."

She said, taking another sip of wine and lit a cigarette.

Zhang Yifu felt that she had lived alone for too long and there seemed to be something wrong with her mental state...

"The small front desk came to see you twice this afternoon, and asked me if I had seen you." Concubine Xiao suddenly turned her head and looked at Zhang Yifu very seriously. "I told her that I had never spoken to you. Later, Hou Feng called me later and introduced you to me. He told me not to go out recently. I said yes, I have never spoken to you. For the sake of my helping you, can't you sit down and listen to me for two minutes?"

"I'm afraid I can't control it." Zhang Yifu said in a deep breath, "Look, you are very lonely now, so are I. You are alone, so are I. This situation is prone to trouble."

"So confident? I'm as frivolous as the girl at the front desk?" Concubine Xiao covered her face and smiled, "Sit down, don't worry, nothing will happen."

"Wait." Zhang Yifu immediately entered the house, took out the book he borrowed from Yue Yunhe, sat next to Concubine Xiao, and looked down, "Let me explain that it is because of the basic mutual assistance and care between people that I sit here. If I read the book, I won't read you, just say it."

"Do you often do such things that are so obvious?" The more Concubine Xiao looked at Zhang Yifu, the more she wanted to laugh, and she felt a sense of a scholarly aura.

Zhang Yifu pointed to his mouth and signaled that he would not speak again.

Concubine Xiao was relieved, leaned against the door, looked up at the ceiling: "Zhang Yifu, have you ever loved someone?"

“…”

"You know that feeling."

"He is so mature, profound, powerful and beautiful. In the first few times, people always pursue people who are out of reach. Even if they know that they are the wrong person, they will only choose a real marriage partner after being numb after repeated trials."

"Men are not afraid of this. If they fall and start over, women are generally more restrained and unwilling to express themselves."

"Have you ever wondered what would happen if a woman was too hot?"

"I think love can overcome all difficulties and reach the other side."

"He has been divorced, and such a man knows more about what a woman needs."

"It's just that I didn't understand in the end. He got married again, but the partner was not me, but he didn't plan to let me go."

"So selfish..."

Concubine Xiao said, then raised her head and took a big sip, then suddenly turned to Zhang Yifu: "Zhang Yifu, are you so selfish?"

“…”

"He doesn't let me go, he doesn't allow me to let go, he doesn't allow me to start a new life, give me endless money, just let me live here. Will you do such an excessive thing to others in the future?"

“…”

"Haha, probably not. It seems that you don't have a love affair with your children at all." Concubine Xiao smiled on her own, "Now you can even lower your head and read books without changing your face. You are such a cruel person, Zhang Yifu."

"Tell me how I feel. After he got married, it was different. I became a person who was not liked by everyone. Wherever I went, there would be a buzzing voice in my ears. I was held in his palm and couldn't escape."

"You might think, it's clear that I want this myself? Is it so difficult to get out of this door?"

"You underestimate him too much. He moves his fingers and I will be done in the future, and my family will be done."

"It's not the end of that kind of violence, it's soft violence, it will never be promoted, there will never be a way out, the glory in front of you dissipates like clouds and smoke."

"I am greedy for glory? Maybe, I only know that my brother made a lot of money through his relationship, married a very beautiful wife, and built a big house for his parents. At least his glory will be over."

"These things happen little by little, and when you realize that, the bone marrow in the bone is already his."

"I know, you can't do anything, you won't be moved, and I don't expect anyone to help me. I'm not worthy of anyone burning fire. When I get older in a few years, maybe everything will pass, he will release me, and no one will remember me."

"Zhang Yifu, you are really not simple." Concubine Xiao looked at Zhang Yifu again, "Even he praised you. He obviously had no background and climbed the hill faster than those children of famous families. The Jia family favored you."

"You are so good that you can hold your destiny in your own hands."

"I hope you can let a girl go in the future after you appreciate her, and don't be like me."

The voice paused for a long time. Concubine Xiao was a little sleepy and drunk. Then she rubbed her forehead and said, "Okay, I'm done. Maybe no one will read the words I wrote. That's all I have to say. I'm very happy to know you. You are the winner of life. Goodbye."

Zhang Yifu had no sense of relief to retreat at all. Human instinct made him feel that the situation seemed wrong.

I have no desire for life and are sentimental.

"It seems you are listening, and you are very keen." Concubine Xiao finally glanced at Zhang Yifu, with a pale face, not a bit drunken rosy, and was as angry as if she was, "Go out to watch the fireworks, I'm not good-looking behind me."

Zhang Yifu quickly glanced at the ground and indeed saw a small dark brown glass bottle, which was empty inside.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Although I, Zhang Yifu, is not a good thing! But don’t let this happen to torture me on New Year’s Eve!

Hou Feng, I fuck you uncle!
Chapter completed!