Sheng Chuncheng didn't pay attention to what was playing on the TV. He saw figures shaking on the screen, but those figures seemed to be out of his sight. At this time, Sheng Chuncheng really looked like a blind man, and the TV turned on
He was sitting there mainly just to listen to the sound. Even though who was saying something on the screen, he wasn't listening at all.
He just needs some movement outside himself to make his home seem less empty.
Sheng Chuncheng drank by himself and quickly finished one tablet of Jiangxiaobai. When he drank the second tablet, he felt that it was not enough, so he found another half bottle of wine, which he took from Sister Chen's house. It was in the refrigerator.
There were also three cans of beer taken out and piled on the coffee table. Looking at all the wine, Sheng Chuncheng felt at ease and felt that he could have a good drink today.
Falling out of love is like being stabbed with a knife. When it is first stabbed, you don't feel anything. After a while, you will start to feel pain.
Sheng Chuncheng was in a daze last night, confused and just wanted to sleep. Today when he went to the store during the day, he was first treated by Old Tang, then by Yanyan and the others, and then he went to do it for six or seven people like Yu Dazi.
Massage. Sheng Chuncheng seemed to be pushed around by things all day long, and he didn't even have time to be alone.
At this time, he ordered takeout and drank wine again. It seemed that he was beginning to wake up and realized that he had lost his love. Ding Huamei would not come back after leaving, and they might never have the chance to meet again in this life.
A person who was so familiar and whom he hugged and slept with every night was no longer there. Only then did Sheng Chuncheng feel heartache. He felt that although he had been eating and drinking, somewhere in his body seemed to be unsatisfactory.
There was a noise somewhere in the room. Sheng Chuncheng straightened up and shouted: "Ding Huamei, Ding Huamei!"
Then his head drooped, he shook his head, and kept mumbling: "No, no, it's not Ding Huamei, Ding Huamei has gone, phew, flew away, disappeared."
Sheng Chuncheng wanted to cry, but he laughed, and then said to himself: "It doesn't matter, what's the big deal, just leave. I'm already the boss, what are you afraid of? If they give me 80,000, I'll
None of them..."
Then he stiffened his neck and turned his head, as if there was a person standing in the corner of the living room. Sheng Chuncheng yelled at him: "What, you don't believe it? If you don't believe me, I'll show you."
Sheng Chuncheng bent down and took the blind person's mobile phone on the coffee table, clicked on Mr. Lan's WeChat, held the screen in that direction, tapped the screen with his fingers and said:
"Did you see that? Eighty thousand, did I lie to you?"
Putting down the phone, a man chuckled, shaking his head from left to right, and said proudly: "If you still don't believe what I say, see if I don't slap you in the face, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap...
"
Sheng Chuncheng fell down, laughed, laughed and cried again.
Sheng Chuncheng woke up from the cold. Although the air conditioner was on in the room, for a long time, the air outlet of the air conditioner seemed to be full of cold air. Sheng Chuncheng curled up on the sofa, shrinking smaller and smaller. He stretched out his hand to touch something.
It covered him, but he couldn't touch anything, and finally he woke up.
Sheng Chuncheng sat up, with a headache that was about to explode. The coffee table in front of him was in a mess. Looking out the window again, it was already dark.
Sheng Chuncheng stood up and staggered into the room, wanting to get on the bed and sleep for a while. When he passed the door of the master bedroom bathroom, he reached out and pushed open the door, walked to the washbasin, put his hands on the countertop, and looked at
My face in the mirror is sallow and ugly.
He glanced at the bathtub next to him, reached out and turned on the faucet, and the water gurgled out. It was cold water at first, and soon it was hot water, steaming.
He felt a bitter taste in his mouth, so he turned on the faucet of the sink, took a handful of water with his hand, squirted it in his mouth a few times, and then spit it out.
Then he started to take off his clothes. After taking off all the clothes, half of the water in the bathtub was filled. He climbed into the bathtub and buried himself in the hot water. His headache felt better now.
Sheng Chuncheng rubbed his face with hot water and leaned his head against the wall of the bathtub. The water in the bathtub became full. He stretched out his foot and turned off the water valve with his toes.
He felt like his whole body was floating in hot water, which was very comfortable, and he fell asleep soon.
Sheng Chuncheng woke up from the cold again. He started sneezing before he even opened his eyes, and clear mucus flowed out of his nostrils. He opened his eyes and found that the water in the bathtub had almost turned to cold water. Sheng Chuncheng cursed,
Stretch out your toes and open the valve. After the water flows for a while, hot steam begins to rise from the faucet, but the water flow is too slow and the bathtub is still cold.
He simply got up, his nose running and sneezing, looking miserable.
He got into the shower room next to him and turned the valve to the far left. Hot water of more than 50 degrees Celsius sprayed out from the shower head. The heat quickly enveloped the shower room, and Sheng Chuncheng felt more comfortable.
Sheng Chuncheng came out of the shower room and wiped his body with a bath towel as he walked out. He originally planned to get into bed and sleep for a while, but he looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was almost nine o'clock. He felt shuddering. How could he dare to sleep again?
.He bought a high-speed train ticket to Ningbo at 10:20. It takes half an hour to get to the East Railway Station from here.
He quickly found some clean clothes, dressed neatly, went out and saw that the living room was in a mess. Thinking that he would not be back for more than ten days, he hurriedly cleaned up.
Clean up the living room, put the garbage into a garbage bag, and put it at the door. Remember to take it down when you go out later.
He walked back to the master bedroom bathroom and looked at the pile of changed clothes. It was too late to wash them again. He found a vest bag and stuffed the dirty clothes into it. He put the bag on the sink and dealt with it when he came back.
.
Fortunately, the luggage had been packed when he came back yesterday. Sheng Chuncheng pulled the suitcase, put on his backpack and walked out. When he walked outside to the living room, he saw the blind man's mobile phone on the coffee table and hurried over to pick it up.
You must bring this mobile phone with you. When his clients came to see him, they would always call this number. When he arrived in Ningbo, he would use this phone number to call Lao Wan, Professor Zheng and Zhong Xinxin to tell them that he had arrived in Beijing.
Already admitted to the hospital.
Holding the phone in his hand, Sheng Chuncheng thought that it was almost time and Mr. Lan's money should have been returned. Sheng Chuncheng curiously started a conversation with Mr. Lan, and was shocked. He saw that the transfer had become
If it turns light pink, the money has been received.
Sheng Chuncheng quickly opened his WeChat wallet and took a look. It was absolutely true that there was an extra 80,000 yuan in his wallet!
Sheng Chuncheng sat down on the sofa, thinking hard, and then vaguely remembered that he picked up his mobile phone last night, showed it to someone who didn't know who he was, and pointed at the screen of the mobile phone with his finger and said to him, "Did you see that?"
, is it, 80,000, did I lie to you?"
"Are you stupid?!" Sheng Chuncheng scolded himself. Yes, it must have been at that time that he clicked "Receive" and the money came to him.
Sheng Chuncheng stared at the extra 80,000 yuan in his wallet, thinking about what to do now, and returned the money. Mr. He Lan said that he clicked the wrong one by mistake? How can you, a blind person, make the wrong click? Don't you always use voice instructions?
Did you receive it? Your voice still speaks incorrectly?
Sheng Chuncheng looked at the extra 80,000 yuan for a while, and he had to admit that since he had already collected the money, he was really reluctant to return it. Anyway, if it was embarrassing, it would have been lost, or it would be lost.
Let’s forget it?
Sheng Chuncheng picked up the phone and said, "Thank you, Mr. Lan!"
He sent the voice message.
The moment he put down the phone, Sheng Chuncheng suddenly thought of that night in Aqiang's studio. He had imagined various situations in advance and was confident that he could control himself. As a result, when Shanshan took the initiative to attack him, he did not hesitate for a minute.
, and surrendered.
Sheng Chuncheng suddenly felt a little disgusted. He was disgusted with himself. He thought that he was far more hypocritical and strange to himself than he thought.
"You are so angry that your sense of justice is smoldering, aren't you, gentleman? Haha." Sheng Chuncheng thought of that Yanyan smile.