Don’t Turn from Summer

In fact, it is not difficult to recognize. He hasn't changed much, he is still tall and sturdy, and his face is tough. Seven years ago he wore a smart black jacket, and seven years later he was still a black jacket. Even when walking in the crowd, there is still a calm demeanor that only mature men can have.

But something has changed. Mu Hanxia looked at him and lighted a cigarette, crossed the street, and came over this way. There were a few white hairs on his head, and the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes were more pronounced. He walked a little slowly, his face was bland, and he seemed to lose his spirited feeling in his thirties.

The two were only a few meters away.

Just then, he took a breath, raised his head, and glanced at her calmly. Suddenly, his eyes stopped and he returned to her.

She was sitting across the pedestrian and he was standing.

She used to be a small salesman who was forced to desperate by him.

He is the one who holds the weight and tries to cover the sky with one hand.

Mu Hanxia looked at him calmly.

Meng Gang stared at her for a few seconds, suddenly dropped the cigarette smoke, and then looked away, as if she had not seen her, walked past her, and walked away.

Mu Han Xia Weiyi.

She was a little surprised that Meng Gang saw herself and reacted in this way. Although the two were resentful, Meng Gang was able to sign her resignation documents indifferently at that time, as opposed to her lips, sneer she was too naive. Doesn't seem to want to look at her now?

And despite the poor performance and closed many stores, there are still some large stores that are still strong. With Meng Gang's network, it shouldn't be hard to go to another big store. But now he seems to be in such a supermarket.

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The sun was clear in the afternoon, and Mu Hanxia was walking slowly along the side street. Looking at the house number all the way. Until, in front of a small restaurant that looked a little dirty, and the tables and chairs were not very neat.

A woman was sitting at a small counter, her hair was a little messy and a little dry, and at noon, there was no guest in the shop. She lowered her head and swiped her phone.

Mu Hanxia shouted softly, "He Jing."

He Jing gave a hand, raised his head, and looked at her. At first, suddenly, the glory erupted in his eyes, and he suddenly stood up: "Axia!"

Mu Hanxia put the gift she brought on a side chair, walked over, and reached out to hug her. Both eyes were wet.

When the old man returned, He Jing didn't hesitate to close the shop. There was no business anyway, so she took her home. He Jing's home has not yet been relocated, and is still in the old place. The two walked up the narrow corridor filled with small advertisements. He Jing was a little embarrassed to say, "I still live in this kind of place. Take care of your feet. Don't step on your shoes."

Mu Hanxia felt a little bit uncomfortable in her heart. She smiled and said, "Is there anything to pay attention to, isn't your home almost the same as mine?"

He Jing laughed suddenly and said, "Axia, why are you still speaking the same as before? After staying for a while, you haven't matured a bit!"

Mu Hanxia laughed and said nothing. God knows how long she hasn't spoken in such a carefree tone.

long time.

He Jing's recent situation, Mu Hanxia knows a little. After two years of marriage, he divorced again. no kids. She thought that the man should not be good to He Jing, otherwise He Jing's sincere and upright character would not easily divorce.

He Jing's family is very small and chaotic. It seems no different from Mu Hanxia's memory. Mu Hanxia sat down on the ragged sofa with a hole in it, and He Jing turned out a disposable cup and poured her a glass of water to her, and asked, "Is there a place to stay at night?

Mu Hanxia glanced at her and said, "Want me to set a place? Wouldn't you give me the bed yet?"

He Jing smiled again. Mu Hanxia looked at her and raised her hands to sort her hair, but her eyes had a very fine wrinkle. Mu Hanxia took her hand and sat down with herself.

"I'm sorry." Mu Hanxia said softly, "I didn't come back to accompany you with those things."

He Jing's eyes were wet again and he said, "What do you say, how difficult is it for you to be abroad alone, can't I imagine it? I just hope that you have been in the US imperialists and lived through the days of the capitalists. I am ready Save enough money to see you in the United States! "

Mu Hanxia pressed down her tears and asked with a smile, "It's quite ambitious."

"Of course." He Jing said with a smile, "I'm your good friend, and of course not too bad."

...

I spent the afternoon in a glass of boiling water on a broken sofa. They talked about each other's concerns over the past six years, and talked about each other's lives. However, Mu Hanxia relatively rarely mentioned things abroad, and more often, He Jing talked about his experiences in these years. Slowly, the two people's hearts calmed down, as if they hadn't seen each other for six years, but they still looked like little girls carrying goods together in the supermarket.

Twilight came down a little bit, and the room was dark. He Jing didn't turn on the light. She pulled out the bottle and drank half of the white wine from the house. She drank slowly with Mu Hanxia alone. This wine is a bit high, Mu Hanxia drunk slightly, He Jing closed her eyes, leaned on the sofa, smiled and said, "Axia, do you know? I especially admire you. You are different from me, with Most of us are not the same. We ... most of us, where are the ideals, and what are the opportunities to change our lives? I ... live a mediocre life. Struggling in life, getting old in life, busy , But I do n’t know why I live. It ’s been six years now, and it ’s great to see you so well mixed in the United States. I ’m really happy for you. ”

Mu Hanxia was silent and took another sip of wine.

He Jing smiled bitterly: "But sometimes I also think, if I was like you, work harder and be more diligent, will life be different? Although I ca n’t live as wonderfully as you, but At least, I will go on a different road. But later I thought, different is different. I ca n’t do it. I ca n’t do as hard as you, so unwilling. You ca n’t stand the mediocre life, You seem to be every day ... What does that sentence say, you live to death every day. But I can bear it. I always say to myself, forget it, bear it. This is not how life is, Why bother suffering that, why take the risk, in case of failure. I do n’t seem to be bad now. When I want to play, I still play. I want to be lazy, just be lazy. It ’s okay to think about this man. It ’s fine, in case the conditions will be worse in the future. So I want to live this life forever, it ’s not bad. But ... ”She cried:“ I just do n’t want to admit it, my life is a mess . I didn't do anything wrong, I'm the same as everyone else. I just don't work hard enough, but I also work hard and keep my own. Whenever I ask myself, I find that I have never really owned anything in the past 30 years. "

Mu Hanxia's tears fell down and she hugged her and said, "What nonsense you say is not like this at all. Money, status, those are not the most important. Ah Jing, you are kind, upright, and sincere to others. Then The most precious thing is that you are better than many, many people, better than the rich people I have seen in the mall. They are no better than you, no better than me! The people I love have once betrayed me, But you don't. You are still my best friend. "

He Jing hesitated for a moment, became silent, and suffocated, saying, "But I'm not that kind of person anymore. I'm no longer upright, kind and sincere. I will use the smelly meat in the store and watch the customers Eat it. If I do n’t do this, I wo n’t even be able to make ends meet. I see someone who loses money and things, and will try to hide it for my own use; I see a thief robber who will only hide away, then I will not speak. I see those rich people, and looking at the good cars, I will curse them in my heart and not live well. Asya, you see, I have become like this. "

Mu Hanxia drank the wine in the glass with a sip, and she suddenly felt particularly uncomfortable.

She thought that this was the true face of the years.

This is how years have raged, we were born in ordinary tiny lives.

Some have stayed where they were, some have strayed far away.

Some people live hard, others live mediocrely.

But in the end, we are all losing.

Moving forward in loss.