Thank you for Waiting,Mister Tang!

Zhou Chongguang laughed and said nothing.

Looking out of the window at the light of the apartment, he was ambivalent.

Zhao Ziyi's words, he is not unmoved, but how about moving? He still does not have absolute assurance about tomorrow.

Impatiently, he wanted to smoke, but after lighting it, he became timid again.

In case he can live

Think like this, gaze at that cigarette end, have some hesitation.

That little bit of scarlet, like the blood that he once coughed out, haunted his sight like a devil.

But in the end, he put down his cigarette end and put it on the ground.

One night, sleepless, in addition to the heat, there is the omnipresent mosquito.

The environment is so bad that people like Zhou Chongguang who take death as their goal find it hard to bear.

Unable to sleep, he lay down, opened his mobile phone, opened Qin Mu's photo, looked at it all night, it seems that this long night is not so difficult.

At dawn, he finally couldn't stay up and took a nap. When he woke up, it was already eight o'clock in the morning.

Open your eyes, the room is quiet and dark, only the window reveals a trace of sunshine.

He got up, walked over and stood, smelling the dust, and it was only early in the morning that there was a heat wave on his face.

He thought faintly that maybe he should go to the grocery store and buy a small electric fan to come back, or he would have no way to live.

Look up, a blue sky, only this place, like forgotten in the corner of the world, quiet and broken.

At this time, the door was knocked, outside came the landlady's voice: "Mr. Zhou, breakfast."

Zhou Chongguang went to open the door, took the bag in her hand and said in a low voice, "thank you."

Then he closed the door.

The landlady had been lost for a long time. She wanted to say more about it.

she wanted to tell him that the news she got only this morning could be demolished immediately If he lived less than a month, she would refund the money.

But this man is so cold, she won't refund money, absolutely not.

Inside the door, Zhou Chongguang opened the bag, ate a bun, drank a bag of soya milk, and then put another one.

He sat for a while and then walked out. The landlady was watching him down from the stairs. Although she was angry, she could not help asking, "where is this going?"

"Go and buy a fan." Zhou Chongguang said in a low voice.

The landlady's face is stiff. What is her condition here? Where does she not have a bit of B number in her mind?

Licking a face, smile: "this where can let Mr. Zhou buy."

So Zhou Chongguang stopped.

The woman looked at him.

He looked at the woman.

No one spoke.

For a long time, the landlady squeezed out a stiff smile, "don't you say you want to buy a fan? Go, go, go, and be careful. The girls in the grocery store at the intersection can't touch it. Whoever touches her body will It's over. I can't get down. "

The landlady said it was not a good taste. Zhou Chongguang laughed and went out without saying anything.

The woman stood at the door and watched from a distance. Seeing Zhou Chongguang coming back soon, she put her hand on her forehead and laughed --

well, how could a man like Mr. Zhou look at the flowers at the entrance of the village?

When Zhou Chongguang approached, she laughed heartily, "Mr. Zhou, why don't I help you to adjust the electric fan?"

"I will." Zhou Chongguang said in a low voice.

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