When Zhang Ke broke his right leg, Zhang Yi sat in the downstairs living room for a day. Zhang Ke didn''t see Zhang Yi that day; This is a year and a half since we last met.


    Zhang Ke and his uncle follow the sound. The bungalows in this area look like they were built and rented by the villagers, and they are slightly neat. A row house may be connected with ten or eight rooms, with the roof covered with colored steel tiles, and the wall body is made of red bricks and plastered with lime. The rent of this kind of simple house is less than thirty or fifty yuan a month, and some nearby textile mills rent it as a staff dormitory.


    Haizhou holdings moved several sponge factories to the cotton textile industrial park in Beiguan, and there were more textile factories nearby. In order to save Su''s moving costs, they used more migrant girls from other places to work in Haizhou. When they came to this area, there were many young girls with simple clothes, and there were also several dignified ones - unlike seven or eight years later, dignified ones went to bath centers, beauty salons I went to work in these places.


    Zhang Yi is standing by the well in front of his house with a girl. There is a big red plastic basin under his feet, which is soaked with clothes soaked in water. Compared with a year and a half ago, Zhang Yi has less frivolous smell on his face, some moustaches on his lips and some beard residue on his chin. He is wearing a mechanic''s canvas overalls, covered with oil stains and has a dirty image. He may have found a mechanic''s job in a nearby textile factory, He was snatching a wet dress from the girl''s hand and wanted to push the girl into the house.


    That is, the girl Zhang Ke met last time when he met Zhang Yi in front of the school gate. Compared with the last time, she was very thin, her cheekbones protruded, almost unrecognizable, her face was pale, and there was no blood color. At this time, she was not beautiful, highlighting her big and bright eyes. According to my uncle, the girl had not been in labor for long, and her body should have not recovered.


    The girl didn''t want to go back to the house. She grabbed Zhang Yi''s arm and pushed into the house, but her head turned around and wanted to say something. She was stunned to see Zhang Zhifei and Zhang Ke.


    Zhang Yi felt abnormal. Looking back, he was a little stunned. He could not understand their intentions, nor did he want to say more about his situation, so he was silent there.


    Zhang Ke didn''t speak. After hearing Zhang Yi''s voice, he and his uncle heard their dialogue. They didn''t want to embarrass Zhang Yi, but they would regret if they lost their health and fell ill.


    "Zhang Ke and I happened to pass by here, so we came to have a look. We couldn''t control what happened between you and your father," Zhang Zhifei said. He took out an envelope from his trouser pocket and put it in Zhang Yi''s hand. Zhang Yi retracted his hand and put it in the girl''s hand. He said to Zhang Yi, "Zhang Ke and I don''t have much money with us. That''s all. If you want to be a man, you can take the money for me first and give it back to us later."


    The girl looked at Zhang Yi and hesitated to accept the envelope. Zhang Yi glanced at Zhang Ke, looked at his Uncle Zhang Zhifei and said, "I want to take good care of Wen Xian. I have nothing to do with Zhang Jia and won''t lose Zhang''s face. I''ll give you the money back."


    "This kind of thing, like people drinking water, knows the cold and warm, as long as you are satisfied," Zhang Ke said. "As for Zhang Jia''s face, you don''t have to worry about what you want to lose. Put your hand in your trouser pocket and ask your uncle," shall we go? "


    As Zhang Ke said, it was like drinking water and knowing the temperature and temperature. Zhang Zhifei sipped his lips and smacked, but sighed. He wanted to say something but didn''t say it. He turned and left with Zhang Ke.


    The road in this house is tortuous. After walking back and looking for a long time, he found a place to park and sat in the car. Zhang Ke said to his uncle: "it''s easy to get into the mud of the sophisticated world. It''s too difficult to get out again; if you get out, you''ll understand everything..."


    "Why do you suddenly have these feelings," Zhang Zhifei started the car, "I hope they can understand?"


    "Oh, it''s just a sudden feeling," Zhang Ke said. "Everything in the world is knowledge. The warmth and coldness of human feelings are articles, and there is such a difference between people."


    Zhang Zhifei is not sure what Zhang Ke is talking about. It may not be too vicissitudes to say these words at his age. Of course, it may be a talent. Some people have good understanding and will shine even if they are not honed. If Zhang Ke can''t do this, he won''t have his current achievements. To tell the truth, people like their generation have suffered hardships and setbacks, but can they learn from them What you get from these hardships and setbacks depends on your understanding. Zhang Zhifei thought to himself: brother is the kind of person who can''t get out. I hope Zhang Yi can become more tough and wash away his impetuosity.


    In the private house, he felt for a long time and found the car. The car was gradually getting dark. Zhang knew not to take Zhang Ke to eat lamb in a mutton shop called a cat''s beard. He was very strong. He took uncle to drink wine. The glutinous rice wine made in Haizhou was made by himself. A bowl of one yuan of glutinous rice Chen was added to the pig''s oil, the entrance was soft and sweet, but the aftertaste was not inferior to Baijiu liquor.


    Zhang Ke is thinking that Zhang Yi''s character is more or less influenced by the sophistication of the world. It''s not that some dandies don''t know how to be measured. If he doesn''t intervene in his life, it''s like this. Maybe it''s plain and impermanent, and he doesn''t need to endure any hardships. He didn''t expect that he would go so hard now.


    Zhang Ke couldn''t help thinking about his previous life. Did he come out or didn''t he come out? I don''t think so.


    After drinking a lot of wine, Zhang Ke and his uncle couldn''t drive, so they had to call Fu Jun to pick them up. I stumbled into the car, got drunk, and my consciousness began to float: didn''t I also have the idea of leaving her around no matter what she looked like or even if she would rather be ugly? It''s just a thought. Even she doesn''t have the courage to care about her future. Xu Si''s desperate eyes flashed in his mind. At that moment, didn''t he also have the idea of giving up everything for her? After this consciousness, Zhang Ke only remembered to vomit, but he didn''t know whether he vomited to the car.


    When he woke up again, he had a splitting headache. He was lying in bed with the curtain pulled. Only weak light penetrated through the curtain cloth. Zhang Ke groped to sit up and put his hand on a handful of smooth long hair.


    "Ah!" Xu Si cried out in pain.


    Zhang Ke quickly raised his hand. In the dim light, he could only distinguish the shape. Zhang Ke still saw Xu Si''s eyes.


    "Are you awake?" Xu Si fumbled to turn on the lamp on the bedside table and asked Zhang Ke softly, "why do you drink so much wine? Do you want to drink some warm water?" Xu Si got up to pour boiling water. The water prepared on the bedside table was cold.


    "Let me hold it for a while."


    "Ah!" Xu Si stood there with some unknown reason.


    Zhang Ke held her waist tightly. In his mind, he always flashed the desperate eyes of Xu Si in his previous life at the court trial. With the strength of wine, the emotions of his previous life melted in and hurt badly.


    Xu Si could feel Zhang Ke''s strong emotion, but he didn''t know where it gushed out. He let him hold himself tightly and gently rub his head to relieve his strong emotion.


    After a while, Zhang Ke picked up his mood, rinsed his mouth and poured two large cups of warm boiled water. He felt much more comfortable and relieved his headache. He asked Xu Si, "Why are you here? I think I vomited, but I don''t remember where I vomited. Didn''t I vomit on you?"


    "I''m with sister Wanqing. I heard you drank too much. Don''t worry. Come and have a look. You didn''t vomit on me. When dawn comes, you apologize to sister Wanqing. Your hand is still in the wrong place." Xu Si said, "I''m afraid you''ll stay because no one takes care of you when you wake up at night."


    "Ah," Zhang Ke didn''t dare to ask where he caught the wrong Wanqing. After hearing Xu Si say so, he didn''t dare to look into her eyes, but explained, "The wine is really good. I don''t feel much when I drink it in the store. I''m a little drunk. I think it''s good to come out and blow the hair. I didn''t expect that when I stand up, the wine will rush to my head. My uncle has such a large amount of wine that he has to hold the table to stand firm. How about him?"


    "Fu Jun took him home first. After you came back, he called to ask how you were. He sobered up and said you drank harder than him."


    "Hey, hey," Zhang Ke moved to the bed, let Xu Si get in, held her in his arms, and told Xu Si about going to see Zhang Yi with his uncle after the exam in the afternoon.


    Turning off the light, Xu Si pillowed Zhang Ke''s arm and just listened quietly. His eyes lit up at night and stared at Zhang Ke. At last, he couldn''t help sighing deeply and said for a long time: "it''s good for this girl to meet Zhang Yi, but why do you drink so much wine and why?"


    "Oh, I think of a dream I had, an irreparable dream that makes people wake up and still sad..."


    "What dream?"


    Even if he shook his dream, Zhang Ke didn''t have the heart to tell her Xu Si''s experience in his previous life. He took her small head, put her face close to his chest, and said, "it''s just a dream that makes people wake up and feel sad. It hurts to say it, but he didn''t say it."


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