Chapter 26 continue(4)

On the weekend, she called and said that she wanted to have dinner together in the evening. I will pick her up.This is the first time I went to the place where she works. On the top floor of the 39-story building, there is a large space of nearly 600 square meters, filled with hundreds of computers, and there are indifferent people shuttling through it.I stood in the hallway, blown out of breath by the hot air conditioner.She stood up from the crowd and waved to me.Wearing an old black sweater, holding a freshly eaten apple. A lot of people.I say.None of them like to go home. There will be people here until 12 o'clock at night.Go online, make long-distance calls, and fall in love.

The air is very stale.Magnetic radiation and carbon dioxide kill healthy cells.Such an air should be fatal both emotionally and physically. But when I first fell out of love, this place pretty much saved me.she says. I look at her.I haven't seen her for nearly half a month.She disappeared suddenly without any news.Her short hair was messy and greasy, and her face was dry due to dehydration, exposing fine flakes of skin. She didn't show any expression that she missed me, or didn't miss me.Of course I didn't either. She turned on the computer and showed me the small software and animations she made herself.Delicate graphics blend dark humor and biting irony, as she moves her mouse and wiggles her legs with a half-smile on her face.

I said, is this your job? She said, I always look very ignorant, and the company just made an assessment recently, and they thought I was unqualified, so they didn't give me stocks. She opened her mailbox and showed me an E-mail she had written to a friend.She wrote, I am very constipated, I don't know if it is because of smoking.All my pocket money was spent on snacks and taxis, and sometimes I couldn't buy cigarettes.So as soon as I arrived at the bar, I borrowed cigarettes and lighters from others.Those men thought I was a junior high school student and were being generous to me.

Why do you say such things to your friends? Do you want to borrow money? It was he who borrowed my money.she says. She gives me candy.Milk candy was scattered on the long workbench, including the ones that were trampled dirty under her feet.I said, I don't eat sugar.She put the sugar in a big coarse cloth bag, and then put on a black down jacket. I took the candy home and ate it, and she said, let's go.She hugged the head of a man next to her and kissed him loudly. Goodbye, Mike.She shook her head and said goodbye to the man. We walked down the windy street at night.She couldn't wait to take out the cigarette case, and there was the last one left in it.White MILD SEVEN.I held out my hand to protect her face with the palm of my hand as she lit a cigarette, using a match with the company name on it.

I followed her to a small restaurant on Beijing West Road.Climbing up to the narrow attic, there is no one in it.Through the dusty glass windows, you can see the branches of the plane tree on the roadside.Sparse emerald green leaves have bloomed on it. I often come to this restaurant for dinner.I used to work as a copywriter in an advertising company on Beijing West Road.At noon, I was alone, eating in this small attic, watching the sun and leaves outside the window. What about colleagues? They are all very pure Shanghai girls, and they like to gather together and talk about makeup and clothes in Shanghai dialect.I don't know how to get along with people who are different from me.

Sometimes when I was eating upstairs, I heard the phone ringing downstairs, and then the proprietress wrote down the address there. On a certain floor of a certain building, I knew that someone from the same office came to order takeaway.She was talking with a smile while putting out the butt of the cigarette. Did you resign later? Yes.I feel that the advertisement is going to make myself crippled, which is very painful. What now? Also now.Pain is everywhere. She looked at me with wide pale blue eyes.There was a half-smile on his face.A pair of hands are quietly folded together. It was a finger that looked lonely.