Chapter 2 [II] brown wig man

The above words were written by Marguerite on the notebook, and the carbon color of the pencil covered the yellowed horizontal grid, and she held it in her hand.This book is very thin, except for the text on it, the other pages are blank. She looked at the empty paper between the grids, thinking that it would be her future years, and that book was waiting to be filled in by her.Thinking of this, Margaret pulled the cuff of the sweater hard to cover her cold fingers. The Mag in the story is her, and now she has become a female screenwriter with the pen name Margaret.In fact, "Marguerite" was originally the name of a fish, which was a very common fish, and it was only because of it that she met Yang Zuoluo.Yang Zuoluo likes this name, it sounds so noble.

The slits in the shutters were so narrow that it blocked her view of the distance.So Marguerite walked over, passing the dim wallpaper painting, she habitually glanced at the woman in the painting with tightly closed lips, taking a nap, then came to the window, opened the shutters, and poked her head out. That is the height of the 21st floor, and that is the abyss of the 21st floor.She didn't look down, she looked towards the opposite building, only to see closed windows.It's the windy season, the streets are full of people wearing sweaters, suitable for taking a nap, and the moon is very bright at night.This season is too good to be jealous.

She dug out a lavender-flavored crystal candy from her pocket and put it in her mouth.Taste buds and memory are always very close, just like when you walk barefoot on the hot floor in summer, a cat will come to lick your taste, very light and light.The purple oval-shaped candy exploded strongly in the mouth.Margaret closed her eyes, her broken hair was squeezed by the wind and ran around. The breath was so familiar, just like the year she remembered, when she was 19 years old. The 19-year-old Mag was wearing a white vest, a black cardigan and a tube skirt, standing in front of the fish stall at the entrance of the alley.In order to see clearly, she pressed the tip of her nose against the fish tank, her eyes widened.Every once in a while, I had to change my position to avoid the white gas being blown out of the glass by myself.In this way, she watched those lonely fish swim for a long time.Her calf was so cold that the skin was tight.

She hopes to get a small fish, as long as one is fine, but she has no money, so she saves all the pocket money, and she plans to give grandma a new cheongsam during the Spring Festival. She asked carefully: "How often do I need to feed such a small fish?" The man who sold the fish had a heavy tone. He sat in a wooden house not far away, didn't bother to look at her, and answered her questions indifferently. She went up to the boss and took a piece of lavender sugar out of her pocket, offering it in exchange.The man still didn't look up at her, so he refused. Yang Zuoluo, with a pipe in his mouth and a lazy face, lived in a western-style building in an alley, and wore very old boots, walking with a firm click, like a hero.He passed by here and saw little Margaret leaning forward. She was looking at the fish in ecstasy, and she was still warming her knees with the palm of her hand.She should be cold.

He reached into his jacket pocket, fumbled for a coin, and handed it to the murloc.He bought her the little fish with transparent skin.She peeled off the lavender candy and put it in the palm of his hand, watching him put it in his mouth. At that time, he was 24 years old and could speak French with an accent unique to the south of France.Grapes are my favorite.Fantasy can fall in love with a small girl, let her give birth to a child, and spend their old age together.This is the life that most people in Huancheng look forward to. Before long, they lived together.Ever since Meg and Granny came to Joy City, they have often felt lonely.Although grandma didn't say anything, she knew that their family needed a man.

Mag has always had an air of vulnerability, although she has never been coddled. Regardless of whether she lives with Yang Zuoluo or not, grandma always has a sullen expression on her face. "Where are you from?" Yang Zuoluo asked Mag's first sentence with a smoky voice. "My grandmother brought me here. It turns out that the city we live in is not far from here. It's very beautiful... um." She was cold and her shoulders were trembling. Yang Zuoluo took off his jacket and put it on her.Her shoulders are much narrower, and where they cannot be supported, the fabric is pointed and filled with air.

Mag couldn't move her hands, because she was holding a plastic bag full of water on her chest. Against the background of black clothes, the fish with a transparent heart seemed to be flying off her chest.Fascinated by this scene, Yang Zuoluo looked at her shyness and beauty quietly, then helped her take the bag and hugged it to her chest in the same posture.Ma Ge made a move, shivering and wrapping his cardigan tightly. "Aren't you cold? Where is your home?" "Grandma and I don't have much strength, and we can bring very few things, so I didn't bring enough clothes. I didn't expect the weather to get cold all of a sudden, too fast, too fast..." Mag was very I like Yang Zuoluo, I have never seen such a weird man, he puts his pipe in his breast pocket when he is not smoking, he is bulging like a conductor, and his expression is still very serious, so cool that he is in a mess.When she met someone she liked in this city she didn't know at all, she suddenly became talkative. She wanted him to understand herself, comfort her and like her.

"Is only grandma with you?" "Well, we live in the old building in front, on the 21st floor. There is a carpet in my new room, and there is a quartz clock next to the air conditioner. Grandma and I are temporarily squeezed into the same bed because the landlord only gave us one bed. Quilts, I haven't bought these things yet. We have just moved here for 3 days, and my grandma doesn't know anywhere." "Write down what you lack, and I will go shopping with you tomorrow." "Who are you? What's your name?" Mag raised his shy head to look at him, and the girl's voice was like a mint.

"My name is Yang Zuoluo." The two of them were walking on the streets of Huancheng.This is a rich city, there are no poor and rich people, people who don't worry about food and clothing gather and communicate all day long, even if they have nothing to do, they like to sleep together with a few people. They forget their sorrows because they are happy every day.And sad because I forgot to worry. Scrolling on the city's station signs are pictures of city builders.People dressed as tourists are not welcome in department stores and supermarkets.They love settlers and encourage tourists to stay and become their people.

Granny brought Mag here because it was a paradise.In the legendary city of Huan, there is no dispute or unhappiness.No entertainment host will say "unhappy" words to the camera.Everyone is happy and outsiders don't want to leave.If you live here for a long time, you will lack the courage to leave. Because of this stability, you will disintegrate all foreign habits, you will eat, drink, and stop and go. Department stores will never promote discounts, and the few dollars are the same.During the plague, the government uniformly distributed rat poison until the rats in the city were extinct.Any child who returns from studying abroad will definitely return to Huancheng, because in their eyes, there is no place better than Huancheng, and only in Huancheng can they have happiness.

19-year-old Mag walked beside 24-year-old Yang Zuoluo, watching his face secretly while walking.His hair is dyed, unreal black, wearing a pair of jeans, a camel-coloured jacket, tall and thin, about 1.8 meters tall, calm and stable, except that he didn't smoke a pipe today. They bought a bunch of household items in department stores.Carrying in big and small bags. In the narrow space of the taxi, Yang Zuoluo moved two bags of knitwear before reaching her.He kissed her.She is ashamed.Yang Zuoluo kissed her again, several times in a row, until she smiled at the kiss. At the beginning, Yang Zuoluo only stayed overnight occasionally.She hid him in her room and didn't start her normal activities until after grandma went out to play cards in the morning. They thought it was out of the blue. Until late one night, they suddenly heard grandma yelling "fire", and the two of them pulled on their clothes and rushed straight into grandma's bedroom, but there was no fire.The two turned around and walked back to the room. When they passed the living room, they turned on the light and saw the grandmother in black sitting on the sofa. Grandma didn't say anything, turned around and went back to the room, and slammed the door.Mag knew that Granny didn't want them to think she was blind, so she warned her.He didn't care about other things, so he acted as a tacit consent. Later Yang Zuoluo moved here.In this 21-story air castle, three people lived strangely, a grandmother, a granddaughter and a cohabitant.They each do their own thing: the light bulb is broken, Yang Zoroxiu.It's time to eat, Mag does.At 7 o'clock in the morning, grandma went to play cards. Until one day, it was the day written in Marguerite’s movie script. When grandma saw them happy, she seemed to feel that God was unfair, so she threw a photo album to Marguerite, revealing all childhood secrets and misfortunes to her. Look. Mag broke down. One morning when he was 20 years old, it was cloudy and rainy, and the cicadas kept barking. Yang Zuoluo irritably cursed the Huancheng government, why didn't they spray the trees with potion to kill the cicadas, and let them die all summer long? Then harm the people.At this time, Mag, the old injury has not healed, and her depression is good and bad.But Yang Zuoluo already knew very well: this girl has turned counterclockwise. After 8 o'clock, I didn't see grandma go out to play cards.Mag didn't know what had happened.When the door of grandma's room was pushed open, grandma had already passed away.She swallowed a lot of medicine with white wine, probably the sum of all the medicines in the medicine cabinet, and the empty bottle was dumped crookedly on the bedside.Grandma was wearing that old black cheongsam with dirt still hanging on the hem. She lay flat on the bed with bare feet, and left a note by the pillow, just a few words: "I thought I would get better if I took you away from home and changed to another place to live, but now I know that you are the source of disaster, you can destroy everything, and all you bring is misery. Only by leaving you will you really get better, once you die Then I can say goodbye to you forever and never bother you again." The strange way of death is very suitable for the character of the grandmother. She is dressed in black and has a brown wig. She has not spoken loudly all her life. She wears a blue gemstone ring on her hand every day when she goes out to play mahjong, and she takes it off when she returns home. Wipe it clean and put it away, she is a very dignified person, although she has been miserable all her life. Grandma's words became a curse, and she believed her words devoutly, thinking it was her mistake that made everyone unhappy, first her parents and then her grandmother. Mag proposes to break up with Yang Zuoluo. Yang Zuoluo compromised, and he knew that if he didn't agree, Mag would be hysterical.Having said that, Yang Zuoluo has long believed that Mag has turned counterclockwise. They were no longer boyfriend and girlfriend, and on that day, the fish named Marguerite died in the fish tank with its stomach upside down.He sank into the leather of the sofa in agony, cursing that the dirty air and water of Huancheng had killed their little fish.Then I hugged Mag and cried. They became friends who took care of each other.