Chapter 5 last dollar

A gust of cold wind blew Lin Naijiu and a piece of ocean to Cuiyun Tower. Upstairs only the hall to the south is lit.Inside the light was a long white cloth with something written on it—Lin Naijiu knew what it was written on.The remaining three sides are dark, high, cold, and scary.Cold sweat hangs on the glass of the hall, streaming the lights into streaks.Of course it was warm in the hall, he knew.He didn't want to go in, but the heating in the hall and the dark cold outside made him unable to do so; the heating sucked him in, like the south wind sucking a guinea pig. The smoke and heat in the hall made him cough.He didn't dare to cough, and ran to the head row, his familiar seat; the waiter always reserved it for him.He sat down, his heart pounding, flustered, tired, and closed his eyes.The waiter brewed a pot of tea and put down two plates of melon seeds. "Why hasn't Mr. come here? It's been three days?" Lin Naijiu didn't seem to hear anything, and his eyes were still closed.Seeing sweat on his head, he woke up.Everything in front of me is still the same as usual.The long table on the stage, the embroidered apron on the table—Tuanfeng has pulled down half of it, always facing his nose.The large mirror on the wall also reflects people, objects and lights in a strange way.Those bright red notes on the mirror: Jincui, Yincui, Biyanxiang... He remembered them all; Shi Lianyun, he dared not look at them any more; but he had to look down: Shi Lianxia!He only has one dollar left.How much history this round and hard silver cake seems to have has something to do with her.He didn't dare to think about it.He turned his head to look at the back, there were only three or five groups of people behind: those two groups of old men played Go at the back as usual.The rest were eating melon seeds, drinking a small pot of stuffy tea, talking and laughing, going out to urinate, and coming back to wipe the handles of hand towels that smelled of toilet water and had a lot of heat.Same as ever. "It's windy and not many people," he thought.However, the smoke in the room, the heat, the sound of chess pieces, talking and laughing, and the lamp in the mirror reduced the feeling of neglect.When he turned around, there was no one on the stage.How about he sit here?or go?He only has one dollar, the last one!Can he wait for Shi Lianxia to come up without ordering a tune?He didn't come to listen to her today.The waiter has already come over: "Sir, what do you want?" He handed a towel.Lin Naijiu hummed in the handkerchief: "Let's talk about it later." But he couldn't sit still anymore.He wanted to give the money to the waiter and left.The dollar caught his hand, the last dollar!He can't move.Romance, courage, youth, and life are all captured and ended by this dollar.He sat motionless, dazed, cold inside.Let's go later, anyway, I have to go.Eyes met Shi Lianxia on the red note again!

He thought of her: so beautiful, so small, so pitiful!Poor; he didn't love her, pitied her for being beautiful, small, poor, and that--then what?That easy-to-reach tender piece of meat!Pity needs to be repaid.But a dollar does not do good.He still has to go, go right away, there is no way for Shi Lianxia to see him!Where are you going?There is only one dollar left in the world that belongs to him, where can he go? If he had five dollars—not much—he could sit comfortably here; and he could also follow Sister Lianxia to their home to drink a bowl of tea.As long as five yuan, he can die openly and generously.But he only had one piece; he didn't even dare to look at Lianxia before he died!cruel!

Tired, he knew he had walked a day; he had gone everywhere, and it was still the one dollar.He'll just rest here; he's got a dollar after all.That dollar would keep him warm here for two or three o'clock, and he'd have to use it; after two or three o'clock, who knew! On the stage, an old man who survived only by a little "white flour" came to set up the drum stand.To go or not to go?Lin Naijiu asked himself.There was nowhere to go; he didn't move.Not in the stands, thinking about himself; he has never cared so much about himself in more than twenty years of life; today he can't forget himself for a moment.He was about to stand up and look at himself in the mirror; but he didn't have the courage.He knew he was respectable, and compared with his brother, the two brothers were almost of two nationalities.Brother; he has only one piece of money left, because his brother will not give it anymore.My brother refuses to eat any meat all his life, poor country old man!My brother gave me all the money to go to school.The elder brother is good, but the elder brother has the shortcomings of the elder brother: he can't see clearly that the younger brother has to socialize, dress, and deal with friends in the big city.My brother doesn't understand this.Lin Naijiu is not unpopular, he will repay his brother after graduation, he is always grateful when thinking of his brother; sometimes he wants to invite his brother to the city to listen to Shi Lianxia after graduation.But my brother is an old man from the country and doesn't understand scenes!

My brother won't have money, but he doesn't understand me and refuses to give it to me.Lin Naijiu began to hate his brother.He didn't know how much property his elder brother had, and he didn't like to inquire; all he knew was that his elder brother refused to take money from others.He couldn't help hating his elder brother; from this hatred, he thought of a kind of revenge—he would die himself, and wipe out the hope of the Lin family: he always felt that he was the hope of the Lin family; at best, his elder brother was just a country old man. "I'm dead, and I don't benefit from my brother!" He understood that his death was a kind of revenge, a kind of sacrifice; he had to die, otherwise his brother would always think that he had taken advantage of him.Just thinking about it, the stage has already sung.A man with no sound but a lot of black teeth, looking at the distant lamp, sang something dreamily.No one listened to him.Lin Naijiu felt pity for this man, but even more pity for himself.He wanted to say hello to the man, but he couldn't open his mouth.If he had two dollars in his hand, he would have given the black-toothed one one to make him die; but he only had one.He has to die to avenge his elder brother. See if the Lin family can find someone like him!He knows what is the world, what is culture, what is education, what is the future!Let my brother keep the money, and the Lin family's hope will be ruined!

That black-toothed ghost has already gone down, and a female character will be replaced.Lin Naijiu's heart skipped a beat; if he wants to leave, he should leave immediately, don't wait for Lianxia to come up, Lianxia will always be on the stage; he can't bear this place, this heating, this life; leaving this place can only die waiting for him in the cold wind !He didn't move.He couldn't hear what was being sung on stage.He just took a look at the man playing the string, a stranger who looked a lot like his brother.his brother!He remembered again: Come to listen to the music, even holding Lianxia is counted, he is saving money, saving money for his brother; how could my brother know this.It was Lao He who brought him to Cuiyun Tower for the first time.What a shrewd old man he is: he always hides from his female classmates and listens to drum books in his spare time.How much does it cost to have a girlfriend?How much does it cost to listen to a book?Let’s just say praise, isn’t it only one yuan to order a tune?How does my brother know this?If, like Wang Shuyuan, he catches a woman and opens a room, and even makes his girlfriend have a big belly, how much will it cost?Lin Naijiu had never done such a thing.Didn't the classmates all take Lao He and him as a joke and say: They don't make girlfriends, but go to praise Lianxia!Why, not to save money?He and Lao He spent a total of just over two yuan a night, and each ordered a tune.Unreasonable brother!

But beneath his anger, he felt a little ashamed.He not only ordered songs, he also bought shoes and silk socks for Lianxia.He didn't bear the ridicule of his classmates peacefully, he had indeed suffered from insomnia because of Lianxia.Lianxia—compared to the female students—is indeed outdated.She only has good looks and can only sing; her conversation and her dress are all behind the female students.Her collar still touches her ears; female students have long since given up wearing ingot collars. "She's poor," he often thought, and often used these three words as a tool to forgive himself.But he also knew that he was a bit "lost".This "fascination" is based on money; if you have two dollars, you can listen to her sing two more songs and watch her for an extra 20 minutes.If you have five yuan, you can go to her house to play for an hour.She is cheap!He doesn't want to marry her, he just wants to play.She is more fun than the female students, she is simple, beautiful, and knows the power of foreign money.For her, he really didn't spend much money.But indirectly, he had to admit, it cost a lot.He has to dress up.He had to invite friends to listen to her together,—isn't going to dance socializing, it's not more expensive than a dance hall—he sometimes accompanied Lao He to whoring.But it's all counted together, and it doesn't cost as much as Wang Shuyuan made a big belly for others.As for morality, Lin Naijiu is more moral.Yes, Lianxia made him interested in prostitution.But how many people who have girlfriends don't go to more practical women?Those bastards pretending to be civilized!

Besides, Lao He is not to be offended, Lao He is rich and powerful; it is necessary to make a good friend during school days; with Lao He, Lin Naijiu will have nothing to worry about in the future.Brother is a fool! He could have borrowed a few dollars from Lao He, but he couldn't, he refused; people like Lao He are generous, but he can't lose his face in the generosity of others.Besides, if he borrowed it from Lao He, he would inevitably tell his brother's ignorance. My brother is a country old man.No, according to Lin Naijiu, brother is an old man from the country?This doesn't hurt my brother, but how can I maintain my dignity?It's okay for Lin Naijiu to die in the city, he can never show his country air.

Jin Cui was replaced on stage.He hates Jin Cui the most, she has fake gold teeth, her lips are as thick as fish maws, and her eyes look like hooks.He doesn't like this prodigal; Lianxia is so handsome, although she also has red lips, but they are so red!Run it or not, one dollar has nothing to do with that red mouth.He has to go, can he watch others sing her songs?However, there is nowhere to go except the dormitory.The dormitory is like a prison; the fire is turned off at nine o'clock.All Lin Naijiu had left was a quilt and the clothes on his body.He cannot sleep in his clothes, nor can he sell his coat to buy a quilt; he cannot be discouraged until he dies.Indeed, in the countryside he slept on an earthen kang and wore a short padded jacket with a pouty tail; but that was the countryside.He thought of the wealth of his classmates, and hated his brother more and more.Aren't the students also provided by their families?Why do people dress so beautifully?Yes, his own clothes were not unattractive, but only in color and shape, and he had no money for really good materials.It made him blush to think of it, the country always wears fake satin!What's even more sad is that these days, even if I have enough money, I don't dare to take a bath. The fleece that fits my body is full of holes!His ability and genius can only keep him in the coat, and the small clothes can't be added.He really needs some little clothes, he's cold.It would be better not to come to town at all.In the countryside, it's good to have a pot with my brothers for a lifetime.Of course, the genius that buried him, but how much less suffering.No, no, I was lucky enough to be in the city; it was worth dying in the city.He had seen the world and enjoyed it a little, if not a little bit.How terrible that is, if you have never left home in your life!With earthen kang, short padded jacket, and a bag made of stick noodles, no woman is as handsome as Lianxia.Even if I die, I will be sorry to Hades.It is honorable to die now.He felt better, and Jin Cui also went down.

"Lianxia sing "You Wu Temple"!" Lin Naijiu almost jumped up.Why did Lianxia come up so early?He glanced back, and saw that several old men playing chess had stopped, and one of them was pointing to the stage with a small ebony pipe. "Ah, these old fellows also praise her!" Lin Naijiu gritted his teeth and said.Old shameless!He hates and is jealous; he has no money, but the old clappers have.She is just a plaything. Lianxia twisted out.She twisted really well.Only a few steps, from the curtain to the drum stand.She bowed her head and smiled so that the audience could see her red lips.Use both hands left and right to find the limit of the bone tip of the span. The two spans are just right so that the upper body does not move at all, but the bottom of the cheongsam swings from side to side.Those thin feet were wearing thin white satin shoes embroidered with red peonies. The toes and heels seemed to miss the ground, causing the soles of the feet to rub for a few steps.Arriving at the drum stand, bend down in a bowed posture, long, slow, and bow full of emotion.He raised his head suddenly, like a lotus flower awakened by Xiaofeng, his eyes swept to the left and right, and he lifted the ingot collar with his right hand, followed by the drumstick, and tapped it lightly.They beat the drums casually, kicked the drum stand with their toes casually, shook the board casually, and looked at people casually.

Lin Naijiu lowered his head, afraid of meeting her gaze.He lowered his head and pondered her beauty in his heart.Old He is indeed knowledgeable, female students are almost in trouble, he thought.Especially those female students who came from the countryside: big black flat faces, big flat feet, and long vests with red wool ropes!Lianxia is from the city, after all, she is from the city!She was just poor, and had no other faults; if he had money, or his brother's money, he could spend whatever he wanted...he knew what she looked like: long hair shoulder-length, with a big comb with pearls in it.Long face, interestingly pointed forehead and chin, a small nose with a round point; small eyes, but double eyelids, with spirit; the top of the mouth is beautiful... He still wants to look, but dare not look; if he has five yuan in his hand !

Lianxia's voice is not loud, but she speaks clearly. Her lips, teeth, cheeks, hands, and eyes all help her sing; she puts her whole body into the song, and she doesn't allow people to chat and laugh casually, they must listen to her.She is not tall, but she is mature, strong, magical, and energetic.This spirit made her occupy this hall: the light, smoke, and heating seemed to be hers.Lin Naijiu only has one dollar, and nothing belongs to him. However, she has nothing, except this ability.Lin Naijiu remembered that there was only a mother and some junk in her family.She, like him, wears all her possessions.Thinking of this, he is really going to go; is he like her?Never thought of that before.He pitied her before, but now he pities her.Compassionate with a man who sings drums?He has always been too arrogant, but now he can't be too inferior.Besides, her elder sister—Shi Lianyun—has worked in a brothel before!Her elder brother was at best a country elder, and her elder sister had worked in a brothel.He couldn't love her anymore; if he wanted to get married, he had to marry a female student; Lianxia could only be a concubine.It's not that he definitely supports the system of taking concubines, no, but... "Lianxia, ​​sing "The Great Western Chamber" again!" Lin Naijiu didn't even lift his head.Usually he only ordered her one song, not to save money, but to pity her voice; other people often order several songs in succession, so he doesn't want to compete with others; singing several songs in a row, he is not so cruel.He treats her like a person, she's not a gramophone.Today, he is indifferent, and he listens to others ordering music, so he doesn't need to pity her.She was troubled, but how much money; he only had one dollar.He didn't study entirely for himself, but no one gave him money, yes, money was everything; if he had money, he could order a hundred songs from her and exhaust her to death, or buy her with a pile of money and sing just for himself.There is nothing inhumane.If he comes with money tomorrow, he can play a few songs for her in one go.Who knows what the world is about; money is a precious thing, really.Where will the money come from tomorrow? Lianxia was still smiling, but her singing was not so energetic. He glanced at the stage, and Lianxia's eyes just avoided him.On purpose, he thought.Just a few bucks in hand!Her eyes flicked to the back, and the people behind played the tune.Lin Naijiu couldn't hold back his anger: "Okay!" he shouted.Shouted, he looked at Lianxia.There was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, a sneer, and she flicked him from the corner of her eyes, giving him a chill. "Good!" he shouted again.Lianxia swept her eyes behind her with a smile.Then said: "I paid her to sing, but I didn't pay you to cheer, my old brother!" The hall was full of laughter. Lin Naijiu stood up: "What?" "I said, wait until I bother you to applaud, then you can shout again; do you understand?" He said with a smile. Lin Naijiu saw clearly that this was said by a fat man by the window.Without saying anything, he picked up the tea bowl and threw it towards the window.Flowers, glass and teacups are all broken.He quickly looked back at Lianxia.She stopped singing, and kept her mouth open. "What's the matter, fight?" The fat man stood up and ran forward. Everyone stood up. "Damn it if you have the money to order music yourself, pretend to be a fucking grandson." The fat man was stopped by the waiter and scolded vigorously. "When the grandfather ordered the tunes, he didn't fucking miss you!" Lin Naijiu really ran forward. "Boy, if you shoot it, you'll get ten fucking dollars for it. My surname is your grandma's surname!" Lin Naijiu ran over.The waiter, the tea guest, stretched out their hands and yelled wildly, stopping him.He was pushed out in a group of hands, a group of voices, and a group of lights.It's dark, cold, and windy outside.He shivered and calmed down.Where are you going?He went downstairs slowly. After walking out for half a mile, he didn't think about anything.The thunderbolt passed, and the sky cleared, as if it were.But as he walked, he remembered what happened just now, as if it had been a long time.He wanted to go back, go downstairs to Cuiyun and wait for Lianxia to come out; talk to her.The last sentence seems to be addressed to her, to explain to her that he is not a bachelor bandit who likes to fight; he threw that teacup out of love for her.But there is also a bit of heroism in this: people who are not heroic will never fight until they die.Naturally, Lianxia had to express this, it was inconvenient for her to say how heroic she was.She saw this, and then she was willing to die. But he didn't go back, he felt cold.Go back to the dormitory to sleep.Thinking of the dormitory, I feel that there is a need to die. With Lin Naijiu, there will only be one quilt left?There is no taste of life.Fortunately, I still have a dollar, go buy sleeping potions.He touched his pocket, and the piece of cash was gone.The shops on the street were still open, and it was not too late to buy sleeping potions and die, but the dollar was no longer in the bag.I thought it was because I jumped out of the bag during the fight, but I didn't hear the sound in the panic.I can't go back and look for it, I can't; if it's a ten-yuan note, it's okay, and one yuan is cash... It's too late to commit suicide, and I don't even have the money to buy a catty of kerosene.He has nothing to do with everything, even death.It doesn't cost money to throw yourself into the river; but is life so cheap?Throwing yourself in the river for nothing is not worth a dime? He had to go fast, the wind was not strong, but it was bone-chilling.Walk quickly, and you won't feel cold when you sweat.He walked quickly, feeling a little happier in his heart.Hearing his own footsteps, pedaling, he felt that he didn't deserve to die.He is a man of action.He should try his best to pass this test, and he will naturally take revenge after graduation: brother, Lianxia, ​​that fat man... can't escape.he laughed.Still walking harder.After laughing, he is even more generous, elder brother, Lianxia, ​​and fat people are nothing, and he won't care about them if he has achieved ambition.Tomorrow, I will spend a few dollars with Old He Yun first, and pass this level first. It seemed that Lao He had already lent it to him, and he thought of Cuiyun Tower again.With money in his pocket, he made an appointment with Lao He, and sat in the front row as usual, waiting for that fat man.Old He is powerful; beat that fat man, and then go to Lianxia's house together; she will definitely apologize to him and call him Second Master Lin, that little mouth!Just do it.Youth, what is youth?If there is no such energy? Back in the dormitory, he was almost happy.In other rooms, there are people who have already turned off the lights and slept, this group of lifeless things.He sat on the bed and looked at the toes of his shoes, which were covered with dirt.It's cold in the room.After sitting for a while, he couldn't help but fell on the bed.Confusion, confusion, money, sexual desire, restraint, freedom, brutality and culture, cruelty and beauty, youth and sophistication, mingled into an evil spirit, which sent him into a dream. The hall of Cuiyun Building was already dimmed. He pushed open the door lightly, and touched his foreign money on the ground covered with melon seeds and cigarette butts... But in fact, Cuiyun Building still has The lights are on; the guests have cleared away; the man who lives only on some "white flour" is sweeping the floor.With a clang, he swept out a piece of cash: "Ah, you are still a rich person, and you will lose cash when you fight!" He picked up the money, blew it, and listened to it: "It's true. Yes! Don’t like cats biting urine!” Putting it in the bag, sweeping the floor with one hand, and pressing the dollar with the other.He decided to buy a pair of shoes, or... He decided to buy an extra 40 cents of "white flour" to reward himself.