Chapter 8 Chapter 8 Og

Gao Chun returned to Beijing, to the place where he and Jin Kui lived together.After only a few days of leaving, the place is already empty, the courtyard is messy and desolate, and the iron lock on the door has become unfamiliar.Master Li's family had obviously left. Gao Chun pulled the lock hard, and the sound made by the iron lock was unusually cold. It wasn't until the sun went down that the door of the garage was opened. It was the landlord of the garage who opened the door for Gao Chun.The landlord’s self-praise explained the reason for the “disappearance” of Master Li’s family: “You can go and inquire, and you can ask if there is any rent refund for rented houses in Beijing. I think he cares too much about this little money and blocks me every day. The door is pestering me, let me think about it, I will refund half of him for the rest of the month, I am righteous enough..."

In the presence of the landlord, Gao Chun took away his luggage, and tidied up Jin Kui's bed and wearing things one by one.The landlord asked: Don't you take these things away?Gao Chun replied: It belongs to that girl.The landlord said: You'd better take it away together, I don't want to store a lot of things for you here.Gao Chun didn't answer, he carried his luggage and walked out the door.Behind him, the landlord asked again: Hey, when will you pick up these things?If you collect enough money and want to rent my place again, we will still pay the same price! Gao Chun left, leaving his bed board empty.But everything in Jin Kui's bed was as it was yesterday, as if the owner of this bed would come back tonight.

Gao Chun left and took his own things.The only thing he took away that belonged to Jin Kui was the heart-shaped glass under Jin Kui's pillow.That piece of emerald colored glaze was a token of love between him and Jin Kui, so he should take it back as it should be. The only thing he forgot to take away was the red turban hanging on the rope. The turban was given to him by Jin Kui, and it was also a symbol of their love. Now, it is a physical evidence of their love. Gao Chun left and was desperate that night. He searched for acquaintances in Beijing, and it seemed that there was only Fang Yuan, but Fang Yuan's cell phone could not be connected.He carried his luggage and went to Fangyuan's residence, but there was no answer when he knocked on the door repeatedly.In the deep night, he sat on a bench by the street, with his luggage on the side, vividly portraying the loneliness of the end of the world.

There is a hotel near Fangyuan's house, which charges 40 yuan for a room, plus a deposit of 200 yuan.Gao Chun gave everything he had, but couldn't make up enough money, so he handed over his mobile phone: Can I bet my mobile phone here?This mobile phone is more than two hundred yuan.The salesperson checked the phone and asked, "Is this phone okay?"Gao Chun picked up the phone on the counter: I'll dial one and you see.Sure enough, the phone rang, and the salesperson reluctantly agreed: That's fine, you can stay here first, and I want to exchange money tomorrow. The salesperson completed the registration for Gao Chun, and Gao Chun wanted to return the phone: I'll make another call.He dialed Jin Kui's mobile phone for the last time, and the phone was successfully dialed, but as in the past, no one answered for a long time.

The mobile phone was handed back to the salesperson again. Before handing it back, Gao Chun took out the SIM card and put it in his wallet. Hunger can thicken a person's skin. When Gao Chun entered the Beijing Auditorium again, it was not because of his obsession with dancing, but because of his survival instinct.When the problem of survival became more important than everything else, he realized that survival is indeed a troublesome thing. He met the head of the Audition company in an office.From the head, he knew that the performances in the troupe this year had decreased by 30% compared to last year, and the actors spent most of their time in the troupe. Those who had the guts to sign up for the draft by themselves, and those who had the means to go out in groups for commercial performances, the troupe also turned a blind eye. I don't care about it at a glance. "So it's probably not the time for you to come back now. Besides, you haven't practiced formally for so long, can you still dance?" the leader said.

Gao Chun didn't know whether he could still dance or not.He wanted to say that he would definitely be able to dance after practicing, but he also knew that a dance troupe is not a school, and no one can wait for you to "practice" before dancing. He went back to the same taxi company he had worked for, with almost the same results as going to Audition.The head of the company was dealing with one after another of the phone calls, scrambling for drivers who came in and out to pay for the keys, and at the same time gave Gao Chun an expected answer. "The company can't wait for you with an empty car after you leave. More than 20 drivers came in at once. If you want to come back, you have to wait. The company now leaves one and enters one. Many people have already hung up on me. Number, waiting in line at home."

Gao Chun listened dejectedly.I can't afford to wait for him, and those who are willing to wait in line will at least have no worries about food and drink in the short term. That night, Jin Kui finally started to eat. The expression on her mother's face when she came down from the second floor with Jin Kui's leftover food made Jin Kui's father see some hope. "She ate?" "have eaten." "Are you in a better mood?" "It's better. After so many days, the anger should be gone. I talked to her for a long time just now. What she wants most is to dance. I don't think she doesn't care if Hong Kong is not Hong Kong."

Jin Kui's father turned his head and said to Jin Peng beside him, "Go back and tell Yang Feng that your sister is not very interested in going to Hong Kong to buy clothes. If he can help your sister realize her dream of dancing, it is estimated that the two of them will have nothing to do with it. That's about it." Jinpeng nodded and left: "Okay, I'll talk right away." Jin Kui's father turned to Jin Kui's mother and said, "Jin Kui and that boy also have a common language in dancing. With a common language, it is easy to develop feelings. If Yang Feng can help her more in her career in the future, there will be Once we have a common language, we can get along.”

Jin Kui's mother felt relieved and nodded in agreement. The next night, Yang Feng came.At Jin Kui's house, I had dinner with the young and old of the Jin family.Jin Kui was also released from that prison-like bedroom for the first time, and went downstairs to sit at the big round table in the living room.The atmosphere during the banquet seemed to be quite harmonious, Jin Kui sat quietly beside Yang Feng, with some light makeup on her face, covering up the paleness and vicissitudes accumulated in the past few days.Regarding Jin Kui's future career, Yang Feng's promise was very clear, saying that Jin Kui's schooling was on his shoulders.He has sent someone to inquire today. The place to learn dancing in Beijing is not only the dance academy, but also the art department of the Normal University and the art department of the Nationalities University.Normal University has just merged with Tsinghua University, and its name is no lower than that of Dance Academy.If Jin Kui can't pass the college entrance examination, she can still go to a junior college or a higher vocational school.

If you fail the college entrance examination, you can still take refresher classes and preview classes.Refresher classes and pre-study classes charge a little higher, which is 230,000 a year, and 230,000 is nothing.After finishing his studies, he can also invite the best choreographer and director in the country for Jin Kui to design programs for Jin Kui, let her appear on TV, go to parties, and perform in performances. Anyway, we will pay for it.Jin Kui is a career-oriented person, as long as she has a career, she will definitely feel better. Jin Kui's parents nodded their thanks again and again, and Jin Peng was also adding wine to Yang Feng's food. Jin Kui's father toasted Yang Feng and said, "Come on, on behalf of our whole family, let me say thank you for my girl, this girl won't Drink, I'm a father, drink it for her!" Everyone clinked their glasses and turned their eyes to Jin Kui, Jin Kui's slightly dull face was expressionless, and no one could tell whether it was happiness or worry.

That night, facing the same glass of red wine, Zhou Xin also had no joy or worry on his face.Opposite her, Lu Ziqiang threw his head up, and it looked like he had drunk three rounds during the banquet. "Let's do it," Lu Ziqiang persuaded, "Can't you have a drink? The tax bureau has approved our company's annual financial statement today, so I'm in a particularly good mood today. You must have a drink with me." Zhou Xin didn't touch her cup, her reaction was a bit weird, her eyes were meaningful, she asked the boss slowly: "The tax bureau has passed the company's financial statement, is it worth your joy? " Lu Ziqiang was slightly drunk, and his voice was high-pitched: "Of course, if the report fails, then I don't know how much tax will be paid. Our company has made money in the past few years, all relying on tax avoidance, otherwise all the money earned Let the country take it away, and it's all in vain all year round. Hey, drink it! " Zhou Xin was silent for a moment, before raising his glass: "So, our company's money is all earned by evading taxes?" Lu Ziqiang laughed and said, "Who doesn't evade taxes if you run a company or do business? If you don't do well, it's called tax evasion. If you do well, it's called tax avoidance. Reasonable tax avoidance, you should be educated!" Zhou Xin nodded: "If people find out, it's tax evasion. If people don't find out, it's tax avoidance. Am I knowledgeable?" Lu Ziqiang laughed loudly: "Let me tell you how to run a company. In the initial stage of starting a company, they all pay attention to technology and want to win the competition by leading the technology. At the intermediate stage, they start to focus on marketing, which can effectively push products to the market. A company in the market can not be squeezed out by competitors. The company's operation has reached an advanced stage, and it must play with finances.Only by operating properly financially can more profits be made.It's not like you draw pictures. If you draw well, you will put them on display. If you draw badly, you will tear them up.The numbers on the company's financial statements, sometimes a single number is not correct, and the whole company collapses suddenly! " Zhou Xin drained the wine in his glass and smiled lightly: "That's too exciting. When will I learn finance?" "You, study finance?" Lu Ziqiang made a serious statement: "Okay, if you are really interested, you should stop being a painter and work in my company wholeheartedly. Didn't you hear people say that the person in charge of finance in the company , either the boss's relative, or the boss' lover. What are you to me? " Zhou Xin looked away: "I'm just a simple woman." "Simple women? My favorite is simple women." Lu Ziqiang smiled ambiguously: "Then can you tell me simply, are you my woman?" Zhou Xin looked out the window and said, "Women are all disasters." Lu Ziqiang smiled and said, "A disaster? A simple woman is not a disaster. What's more, she is an amateur woman." Zhou Xin turned his head and looked at the other party squarely: "I just understand now that the assistant you need is a woman who knows nothing about Baike." Lu Ziqiang drank lightly: "Yes, people who know nothing are the simplest, and people who are simple are the purest. Which man doesn't like purity?" Zhou Xin was convinced of Lu Ziqiang, and replied neither happy nor surprised: "Yes, the purpose of my coming to Encyclopedia is very simple and pure." Lu Ziqiang also looked at Zhou Xin, and asked softly, "Is it for me?" This is a profound dinner, and Lu Ziqiang likes to talk about love like this.After dinner, he drove Zhou Xin home. On the way, he suggested to sit in a bar, because it was still early, so he could have a chat.And Zhou Xin said that he had a headache and wanted to go back and rest early.So Lu Ziqiang drove the car to the door of Zhou Xin's apartment, he turned off the engine, opened the door, and got out of the car with Zhou Xin. "I'll take you up." "No need," Zhou Xin politely declined, "You should go home early." Lu Ziqiang resolutely locked the car door, with a firm attitude: "Let's go, I'll take you up." They walked into the building door together and took the elevator up. Lu Ziqiang and Zhou Xin stood side by side in the quiet car, neither of them spoke.When the elevator arrived, the two went down together again. Zhou Xin opened the door and bid farewell to Lu Ziqiang again: "Thank you Mr. Lu, I'm here." But Lu Ziqiang opened the door first and entered the room, and said, "Is there any water here?" Zhou Xin had no choice but to follow in, took a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator and handed it to him.Lu Ziqiang stretched out his hand, but instead of receiving water, he hugged Zhou Xin into his arms. He whispered in Zhou Xin's ear, "I mean, is there any bath water?" Slowly but forcefully, Zhou Xin pushed Lu Ziqiang away.She turned calmly and said: "As I said, I'm a simple woman, and I don't want to complicate things." On the contrary, Lu Ziqiang seemed a little embarrassed. He took a breath and said, "I also said that I like simple women, but life is complicated and you have to face it. Don't you want to face it?" Zhou Xin said: "The way I face complex life is to make complexity simple." Lu Ziqiang tried to explain: "Actually, it's very simple..." Zhou Xin interrupted him: "Boss Lu, I don't want to be approached by someone again, or splashed with dirty water by someone again." This sentence made Lu Ziqiang restrain his movements: "Ah... I can guarantee that this kind of thing will never happen again..." But his words were still interrupted by Zhou Xin. "I just need you to promise, promise to make complicated things simple." Lu Ziqiang pondered for a moment, then nodded: "I understand what you mean. That's right, I'm a family man... But please believe me, all I need is time! When I decide on my own life, it won't be too far away." Zhou Xin said coldly: "You are cursing your father-in-law." Lu Ziqiang was silent for a while, and replied: "People are born, aged, sick and died, this is a natural law. I just want to explain to you that metabolism takes a little time." Zhou Xin was also silent for a moment, this pause was meaningful: "This little time is exactly what I need." Lu Ziqiang was puzzled and looked at Zhou Xin blankly: "Do you have any troubles? You need time too?" No one knew when the conversation between Zhou Xin and Lu Ziqiang ended. It was a dark night without a moon.The darker the night, the more dead people sleep. In such a dark night, the small town of Yunlang is always strangely quiet.Everyone in Jin Kui's family was also asleep, only Jin Kui didn't close her eyes. She got up from the bed at some point and found that her door was unlocked.She was amazed that she could walk out of the bedroom alone, down the stairs, and across the living room.The living room was dark.She walked to the door of her house, moved the handle slightly, and found that the door was locked with a key.She turned and went into the kitchen, whose small window was the only unbarred exit from the house.She opened the small window carefully, trying not to make the sash make any noise. She leaned down from the window, and she could see a sunken patio where the air conditioner was installed. , I don't know how deep it is. In the living room outside the kitchen door, footsteps suddenly sounded, probably because the nanny came out for convenience, the bathroom door opened and closed, and the toilet roared as water was flushed.The footsteps passed by the kitchen door again, but fortunately they did not stop, and the living room quickly returned to calm.Jin Kui squatted under the stove, having a false alarm, and the lingering fear was lingering. Hearing that there was no movement outside, Jin Kui closed the kitchen door tightly, climbed up the small window resolutely, crossed her body out of the window, leaned down with trembling feet, and hung her whole body in mid-air.After the danger of being smashed to pieces, her toes finally touched the top of an air conditioner. The air-conditioning cabinet is embarrassing, creaking, and the sound is terrifying... This residential area is all tower-like high-rise buildings, one next to the other as dense as a forest.All the "birds" living in this forest are asleep, and no one can see a "spider" wriggling on the tall tree trunk! It was late at night, and Gao Chun couldn't fall asleep, and the two roommates in the hotel kept arguing fiercely from nightfall to early morning.Gao Chun sat on the bed and counted the few remaining bills. Seeing that the two tenants finally made a move, he got off the bed and tried to persuade them.Unable to persuade them, the two fought from their own bed to Gao Chun's bed, and the hotel waiters and guests from other rooms came to watch.Gao Chun was punched by one of them, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, went out to wash, returned to the room after washing, and found that the wallet was missing when the bed was made.He searched repeatedly, and realized that the wallet must have been stolen in the chaos just now... Gao Chun was in a hurry, and rushed out of the room. The fighting parties had been separated by the crowd, and they were still scolding each other.Gao Chun shouted to the onlookers: "Who entered my house just now! Who took my wallet just now?" But no one answered. Compared with the noise of this small hotel in Beijing, Jinkui's night is suffocatingly quiet.She climbed down layer by layer by stepping on the air-conditioning cabinets outside the walls of each house, her hands and elbows were gradually bleeding, her hair and clothes were soaked in sweat, and almost every time she missed and fell, it was extremely lucky, and only her heartbeat was in her hands. The eardrums in his ears were ringing... Gao Chun couldn't hold his breath anymore, he found the hotel counter and asked for help urgently from two night shift salesmen.Although he is already destitute, what he is worried about is not the loss of money: "Money doesn't matter, I don't have much money in my wallet, can you help me to ask those spectators just now, they can take the money away , just return the mobile phone card in the wallet to me, my phone number is in it, I can't lose this card!" A salesperson said: "How can you be sure that someone here stole it? You can go back and look for it." Gao Chun was so anxious that he couldn't speak clearly: "I looked for it, I searched all over the bed and under the bed..." Another salesperson said: "If you don't take your wallet with you, if you lose it, you can find someone to go to. If someone really steals your wallet and returns your mobile phone card, isn't it self-inflicted..." Gao Chun has nothing to say. At this moment, Jin Kui finally got close to the ground. When her blood-stained hands were released from the last air conditioner and her body fell heavily to the ground, she was exhausted.She lay motionless on the ground, unconscious or briefly unconscious.She lay on the cold concrete floor for an unknown amount of time, and when she suddenly woke up, she struggled to get up. She staggered, exhausted the last remaining strength in her body, and ran out of the straight street of her house, towards the end of the city where the night was dim. Run away... the day will break. Gao Chun went back to his room in a daze, the door of the room was still open, and the two fighters had gone somewhere, Gao Chun looked at his messy bed, and had nothing else left. The sun had just risen, and Lu Ziqiang came to the company early to work as usual. When he passed by the reception room at the entrance of the company, he unexpectedly found that Gao Chun was already waiting inside. Lu Ziqiang looked around, walked into the reception room, lowered the venetian blind on the glass wall, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?" The sun had just risen before it was too hot, and the door of a small roadside shop was lazily opened, and the proprietress, who had not yet washed up, was startled by a young girl sitting paralyzed by the door before she could finish her yawn. At noon, the proprietress of the small shop brought a bowl of hot noodle soup. Jin Kui, who had just woken up, sat at the table, her complexion improving.She glanced at the proprietress gratefully, and slowly drank the bowl of noodle soup. In the afternoon, the proprietress brought an unattractive middle-aged man and sat down to ask Jin Kui about his problems, first about his hometown, then about his parents.Jin Kui answered one by one: My hometown is in Yunlang, my father is in business, my mother has no job, and there is an older brother at home who helps my father as an assistant... The proprietress also chimed in, saying that the forced marriage by the parents was really cruel and harmful. The kid ran out dozens of miles away.The middle-aged man also expressed sympathy, and at the same time said that he could find a car along the way and take Jin Kui back to Yunlang for free. "Yun Lang?" Jin Kui shook her head again and again, "I won't go back to Yun Lang, I don't want to go back!" "Then where are you going?" the middle-aged man asked. Jin Kui said, "Beijing, I'm going to Beijing." The middle-aged man asked: "Go to Beijing, do you have any relatives in Beijing?" Jin Kui's eyes filled with tears, her lips trembled for a long time before she spit out her voice: "...Yes! " At eight o'clock in the evening, a dilapidated van parked outside the door of this small roadside shop.The proprietress took care of Jin Kui for the last hot meal here, and then sent her out of the shop.Before boarding the car, Jin Kui bowed deeply at the proprietress's knees, and her words of gratitude were incomplete: Auntie, I, I really don't know how to repay you... The proprietress and a clerk in the shop helped her up, no need, I I am also a person who is away from home. If I can help you, I will also accumulate virtue for myself.It just so happens that one of our fellows also wants to take a car to Beijing, so you don’t need to spend a lot of gas money if you are alone.Jin Kui was very grateful, and followed the buddy into the car.The driver was a young guy, driving this broken car that was falling apart, staggering towards the main road. At the hour when Jinkui was on the road, the painters of Dumu Painting Workshop had just finished their dinner, and everyone gathered around the table with messy cups and plates, discussing the upcoming European art exhibition enthusiastically. Xiao Hou advocated: since this is an international art exhibition, the theme of the art exhibition should have more international languages. Since our main audience is European intellectuals and young artists, we should take their consciousness and art into consideration. knowledge background.But Lao Suan thinks: It is precisely because we want to conquer European audiences that we should present Chinese themes.The more national the more the world, can you do things that Europeans are familiar with better than Europeans themselves!At least half of the painters expressed their disdain for the old and sour claims: now the times have changed, the more western the more the world, the mainstream western culture is becoming more and more popular in the east, and the oriental national culture is becoming more and more marginal in the west .Only Zhou Xin clearly supports Lao Suan: I think the Great Wall is not just about the East. The Great Wall not only represents the East, but also is an undeniable worldwide theme. Of course Gu Zi followed Zhou Xin closely, but his way of handling it was Western: In my opinion, if it’s really not possible, let’s vote with a show of hands.Raise your hand if you agree to take the Great Wall as the theme of the exhibition. Anyway, the minority obeys the majority.Xiao Hou disagrees: art needs discussion.Art debates cannot be settled by a simple vote.Another supporter of Xiaohou took a conciliatory attitude: I am not opposed to painting the Great Wall, but according to your plan, the round trip is thousands of kilometers, regardless of the cost, can you do it with this physical strength?I'm fine anyway, old Liu, are you okay?And Zhou Xin, okay girl?Zhou Xin said: I will do as you please.Don't think about me.Gu Zi excitedly encouraged: The Great Wall, of course the Long March is going to be done!Just painting Badaling in Beijing, Europeans have seen it before, and they are more familiar with it than us! The debate about art can never end, but it is getting late and the cup is gone.Gu Zi and Zhou Xin were in the same car. Behind them, a car drove out of the darkness without a sound, with half-lit lights, like a ghost. In the same late night, Jin Kui sat in the back seat, looking at the dark wilderness outside the window, in a silent trance.The clerk of the shop and the driver of the car kept whispering in front. When the car passed through a desolate hill, Jin Kui fell asleep unknowingly. When Jin Kui fell asleep on the way, the night scene of the city was still colorful, and Zhou Xin and Gu Zi had just returned to Zhou Xin's residence.Behind them, through the front glass of the car, Gao Chun witnessed their backs entering the building side by side. Until entering Zhou Xin's living room, Gu Zi's topic about the Great Wall was not over yet.Although the theme of the exhibition has been determined, Guzi, as one of the advocates of the Great Wall trip, has already shifted his attention to the journey.He couldn't wait to call his pal A Bing, who had a station wagon and could travel long distances.But Zhou Xin was a little worried: "Ah Bing is too wild, he is too different from us." Gu Zi smiled and said: "It's okay, A Bing is a very righteous person. Every time a righteous person slaughters a dog, most of his heart is a scholar. If you want to make friends who can really cut through one's ribs, don't look for intellectuals." Zhou Xin asked back: "Then what are you, you are not an intellectual?" Gu Zi said: "I am an artist on the surface, but I am still a grassroots public in my heart! I'm not like you, who sprinkle love into the world.You are a petty bourgeoisie, advocating fraternity, typical! " Zhou Xin smiled: "Thank you for the compliment." She looked at her watch and said, "It's getting late, you should go back early." But Gu Zi sat down on the sofa just now: "What time is it, just hit me." Zhou Xin said, "I'm afraid our boss will come over." Gu Zi was dissatisfied: "What, he will come here so late? You and him..." Knowing what he was going to say, Zhou Xin interrupted immediately: "Don't think about it, he came here drunk before." Guzi said angrily, "I don't understand why you have to take such a job. Are you really short of the money? You said your mother let you go, what exactly did your mother let you do, and inherit your father's career?" But Guzi still left, Zhou Xin opened the door for him, and in the dark of the hall, they hugged each other. Gu Zi walked out of the apartment.Take a taxi and leave.Three minutes later, Gao Chun, who was still watching outside the building, noticed that Zhou Xin also hurried out of the building and stopped a taxi on the side of the street.As Gao Chun expected, Zhou Xin still went to Fanghuali, the car was still parked in Building No. 9, Zhou Xin got out of the car and lowered his head to enter. Gao Chun looked at his watch and noted down her arrival time. It's time to fall asleep, and at Yunlang Jinkui's house, the Jin family, young and old, are still fidgeting. The manager of Chaohuang Restaurant just rushed over and reported the results of the search for Jinkui: Jinkui is a good couple I have asked all my friends, but no one from the Yunlang Song and Dance Troupe has seen Jin Kui.With tears in her eyes, Jin Kui's mother thought of the matter to a dead end: Will she, will she just think about it... But this guess was flatly denied by her husband. "No, Jin Kui's temper is impossible!" Jin Peng said: "She can only run to Beijing, she must be looking for someone surnamed Gao!" Jin Kui's mother couldn't figure it out: "...she is penniless, can she go to Beijing?" The manager of the restaurant cautiously reminded the boss: "Look, do you want to call the police?" Jin Kui's father thought for a moment, then shook his head: "It's not like she was kidnapped, so calling the police is useless." Jin Peng also reminded his father: "Would you like to talk to Yang Feng, Yang Feng has many people and many ways, maybe he can find a way." This time, Jin Kui's father shook his head immediately without even thinking about it: "Don't tell him yet!" He looked around everyone: "In the past few days, no one of you can talk about this to the outside world, let's look for it ourselves! If someone asks..." He said to his wife: "Talk to your aunt. If someone asks, just say that Jin Kui went on a trip with her boyfriend. If someone from Yang Feng asks, just say that she went back to Beijing to resign and pick up things. I heard that." !" Everyone nodded. Jin Kui had a dream. She dreamed that she had returned to Beijing, to the theater, and to the stage.The theater was full of rapt audiences, and the curtain slowly opened. She was lifted high by a pair of powerful hands, and slowly flew in the flowing music. The dancer who lifted her was Gao Chun, a red scarf Flying against the wind, the white gauze skirt is like smoke and mist, red and white follow each other, follow each other like shadows under the psychedelic sky, never give up...Suddenly Gao Chun misses with a throw, and Jin Kui falls heavily into the deep valley...She wakes up When I came over, I found that the van stopped in a small town, and several men and women got on the bus here.The car started up again, Jin Kui was groggy, and wanted to relive her old dreams... When she woke up again, it was the next morning, and she found that the dilapidated car had left the road and entered the valley, surrounded by mountains and winding mountain roads.She looked around the car in panic, the car was dim, and the men and women in the front seat were all sleeping on their sides, only the guy from the shop was not asleep, smoking alone in front.No one chats. "Where is this going? Is this going to Beijing?" Jin Kui questioned, the smoking guy turned around and said: "Yes. You go to sleep, it's okay." Then he said: "I'll stay with the driver, not with him, if he dozes off, we're all dead." Jin Kui looked east and west out of the window, her doubts were slightly reduced, and her mood was calmed down. The car continued to bump, Jin Kui continued to doze off, and then woke up to find that the car had stopped at a mountain pass blocked by fog.The clerk asked Jin Kui to get off the bus, and only after getting off the bus did he briefly explain to Jin Kui, saying that their car was no longer going to Beijing, and asked Jin Kui to transfer to another car, which was already waiting here.Jin Kui looked at each other, and what he saw was a three-wheeled motorcycle truck with two peasant-like men on board.Just as Jin Kui wanted to ask for more details, the man had already turned his head and got into the van, and the van roared and left.Jin Kui let out an "ah" to the van, and the voice seemed lonely in the valley. She turned her head and looked at the two farmers again, and the two farmers also looked at Jin Kui, making Jin Kui feel uneasy. Jin Kui asked tremblingly, "Are you... are you going to Beijing?" The two farmers were silent for a while, and one of them replied in a thick sputum voice: "Yes." There was also heavy fog in Beijing this morning, so Gao Chun got up early and drove to his and Jin Kui's original residence.He was stunned by the scene here, almost thought he had found the wrong place—in the yard of the garage, at some point there were long rows of long vermicelli hung high up in rows, which disappeared in the morning mist. From the beginning to the end, Gao Chun walked in blankly, as if walking into a white maze with nowhere to go. When Gao Chun led the landlord of the garage back here, a wind blew up in the sky.The wind was blowing from the east, and the dense fog dispersed in a hurry, and the workers drying vermicelli could already be seen working in the yard.The landlord opened a small room at one end of the garage, and Gao Chun saw that Jinkui's bedding and suitcases were stored here. "You'd better take these things away as soon as possible. It's nothing to keep them here." The landlord said, "I'll be irresponsible if I put them down and throw them away. I've already said all the ugly things." In the whistle of the wind, Gao Chun's words trembled a little: "Didn't you say that if I have money, I can rent this place back? I have money now, and I brought the money here, and I want to rent this place back." The landlord said: "You didn't come here earlier. Didn't you see it all? I have already rented this place to someone else. They opened a workshop and paid more than you. I can't wait for you. Besides, you rent it alone. What are you doing with such a big place? Didn’t your girlfriend come back? Besides, this place is not suitable for people to live in.” Gao Chun tried to save it: "Please rent it to me. Once my girlfriend comes back, she will definitely come back here. Her things are still here. I lost my mobile phone card, and she can't find me by calling." , I must wait for her here!" The landlord was puzzled: "You...have you broken up?" Seeing Gao Chun's silence, the landlord said again: "Why are you waiting for her after we broke up?" Gao Chun lowered her voice: "Maybe she will come back to pick up her things, maybe she still has... a little nostalgia for this place, maybe she just passed by here suddenly and wants to come back and have a look. I think, as long as I am here, there is still a possibility , and it is possible to meet her again.” The landlord shook his head resolutely: "It's impossible! I signed a five-year contract with that house, and they have the right to renew the lease when the contract expires. You want to wait here for her, it's impossible." Gao Chun was very frustrated. He took the money, but he didn't expect this result. The landlord expressed sympathy: "That's all right. I'll save her things for her first. If she really wants to come back to get these things, she will always come to me. You leave your contact information, and I will let her find them." You won't have it." Gao Chun was extremely disappointed. He actually knew that the result would be the same whether he kept his contact information or not.Not long ago, they were still living together here, and it was still a warm little nest where they danced at dawn and returned home at night.He walked through the corridor made up of vermicelli racks and walked to the exit of the yard. The proprietress of the vermicelli workshop was taking her children and flying a kite outside the yard.He didn't pay attention to his red turban, which was already hanging on the tail of the kite, flying in the distant sky... Gao Chun drove the car away.Not long after he left, a station wagon drove up to the intersection, and several men got out of the car, the leader of which was Jin Kui's brother.They also came to look for Jin Kui so far.The kite-flying mother and son watched in panic as the group of strong men swarmed towards the entrance of the yard, kicking up the irritable dust in the alley. The three-wheeled motorcycle truck continued to drive into the mountains. The road became narrower and narrower, and the mountains became deeper and more desolate. After driving the sun from east to west, Jin Kui was sure that this was definitely not the way back to Beijing.She repeatedly questioned and demanded to stop, all of which were ineffective. She was forced to jump out of the car at all costs, but was forced to hold down by the man in the car.Jin Kui shouted for help: "What are you doing! Come, rob, help..." But there was only the echo of the valley. The three-wheeled motorcycle truck was driving faster and faster, bumping violently on the rugged mountain road. The struggle between Jin Kui and the man in the back seat was equally fierce. She bit off the man's big hand that was clutching her, lost control of her body and fell out of the car go.Immediately, the motorcycle stopped at a slant, and two men got out of the car and ran towards the back, and lifted Jin Kui, who had fallen unconscious, back onto the car. As night fell, the headlights of the three rounds illuminated the road surface hideously, and also illuminated a remote village ahead.A burst of barking woke Jin Kui up, she looked around in panic, and was held down by the man in the car as soon as she struggled.The three-wheeled truck finally stopped in front of a blacksmith's shop at the head of the village. Several men and women walked out of the door. Together with the two men in the car, some covered their mouths, some pulled their arms, and some raised their legs. Jin Kui dragged and dragged it into the blacksmith's shop.The door of the blacksmith's shop slammed shut, and Jin Kui's occasionally unrepressed hiss could be heard entering the house from the yard, and from the first floor to the second floor... Suddenly, the sound stopped abruptly, and the blacksmith in the front shop and the back house The shop was suddenly silent. Gao Chun didn't know how else he could get in touch with Jin Kui. He called many teachers and classmates of Yunlang Art School and asked them to help him find out.Because some students from the art school were once assigned to work in the Yunlang Song and Dance Troupe, maybe some of them still keep in touch with Jin Kui. In addition, no matter day or night, he still resumed his old business and continued to follow Zhou Xin's whereabouts.That evening, Zhou Xin and Gu Zi went to a supermarket in a station wagon.The owner of the station wagon is A Bing, Guzi's buddy who grew up with him.Before Gao Chun parked the car, Zhou Xin Guzi had already entered the supermarket.Gao Chun entered the door and found a direction to blindly chase after. The supermarket was at the peak of passenger flow.其实，阿兵和谷子就在附近挑选啤酒，而周欣也与高纯近在咫尺，当她挪开一大包卫生纸时，从货架的空格处，看到高纯的侧脸如白驹过隙。她下意识地想叫却没叫出声来，但高纯仿佛听到了她的心声，几秒之后，居然退了回来，他那试图躲闪的面容在货架的空格里被周欣的目光捉住，难掩尴尬的表情。 可周欣的惊异却相对纯粹：“高纯，你怎么在这儿？” 她主动绕过货架，和高纯面面相陈，双方似乎都不知说什么是好，高纯遮掩着暴露的局促，周欣则惊喜于小别重逢。 她首先开口，把两人之间的尴尬释放：“我给你打过电话，你手机一直关着。” “我手机，我手机换了。”高纯也开始放松：“我原来的手机卡丢了，里面输的电话号码全都没了。” 周欣说：“噢。”又问：“你还给那个老板开车吗？你那老板还没回来？” 高纯似乎已经忘了以前的谎言：“啊……啊？没有。”他不想多聊，想尽快结束这场遭遇，但已经晚了，谷子拎着一打啤酒从另一排货架转了过来，他转过来时周欣与高纯的谈话即将结束，但并不妨碍谷子看出他们谈得多么热乎。 周欣也看到谷子了，热情地为双方介绍：“啊，谷子，这是高纯，我的一个朋友。噢，对了，你们见过。” 周欣和颜悦色，谷子面目铁青。趁了这个停顿，高纯表示告辞： “那你们接着逛吧，我先走了，有需要帮忙的时候再给我打电话吧，再见啊。” 高纯转身要走，周欣追了一步把他叫住：“哎，你新电话是多少?”高纯说了号码，周欣记入手机，又问高纯：“我的号码你也丢了吧？我发给你。”她拨了高纯的手机，传去了自己的号码。 他们互留电话，显得友情甚笃，谷子忌妒地沉默，直到高纯走后，才忿忿地质问周欣：“他不是开车的吗，什么时候又成朋友了？” 周欣看一眼走过来的阿兵，皱眉答道：“开车的就不能成为朋友啦，你朋友不也是开车的吗！” 周欣转身走了，阿兵莫名其妙，问谷子：“怎么啦，说我什么？ " 这趟超市购物，购得谷子不爽，他和阿兵用旅行车送周欣回到住处，两人下车告别的时候，周欣问了句：“哎，四合苑画廊的画展你去看吗？你不是说明天下午去吗？” 谷子没有回答，却不酸不咸地反问：“能麻烦你再告诉我一下吗，不算女的，你在这儿到底还有多少朋友？” 周欣怔了一下，婉转回答：“不是跟你说了吗，我没什么朋友……”见谷子冷冷地看她，她又解释了高纯：“那个人你都知道啊，挺热情的小孩，有时候帮我忙。我跟他……也不算朋友啊。” 谷子脸色这才趋缓，周欣反倒强硬起来：“至于吗谷子，你也算个艺术家，而且是个男人！” 谷子并不示软：“艺术家别什么人都来来往往，也有点档次！” 这回周欣真生气了，懒得争吵，转身走进公寓。谷子有些后悔，和解地冲她的背影喊了一声：“哎，明天下午四合苑，我等你！”周欣没有回头，回答谷子的，只有楼门关闭的声音。 谷子郁闷地回到车上，在他们身后，高纯的车子早已悄悄至此。 他目睹了谷子和周欣在楼前的短短龃龉，他看见周欣进楼，谷子上车，车子开走，料今夜无事，于是把车藏在一条隐蔽的夹道之中，然后放平座椅，盖上衣服。对他来说，在车里过夜是一个智慧的选择，不怕车子被盗，也省去了旅馆的费用。 这些天的身心交瘁，似乎已经力不能支，闭眼欲想金葵，却很快沉入梦中。所以这回高纯没有看到，周欣又从楼内走出，叫住街边的一辆的士，走得静静无声。 出租车去的，还是芳华里小区。小区内灯火隐藏，万物息声。同在此时，月黑风高的野岭孤村里，只有村头的铁匠铺还亮着幽黄的烛光，铁匠王苦丁斟酒炒菜，犒劳送人过来的两个人贩子和出力帮忙的叔婶邻居。酒足饭饱之后两个人贩子开走了三轮卡车，叔婶邻居也各回各处，王苦丁一一送到门口，任众人一番调笑，嘱他洞房花烛不要贪色伤身，又嘱他楼上女子性情刚烈莫被她伤了命根……王苦丁憨厚地陪着傻笑，不急不恼。 客人散尽，狼藉一桌，王苦丁没去收拾，掌了烛台独步上楼。他哆嗦着双手，打开楼上紧锁的房间，烛光照至床头，光晕中可以看到金葵面带伤痕泪迹，瑟缩于床板的一角。 无论偏僻的乡村还是繁华的都市，不知今夜几人没有入睡。当出租车又把周欣带回公寓时，她在公寓一侧的夹道处，无意看见了高纯的汽车，看到了车内熟睡的高纯。当她敲响车窗的那个时刻，在千里之外的山林土楼里，王苦丁与金葵发生了激烈肉搏。王苦丁身粗力大，却抵不过金葵以死相拼，轻敌中被金葵一脚踢下床去，又被金葵抄起手边的任何物件，砸得仓惶夺路……小屋的门被重新锁上，门里门外一齐气喘吁吁。王苦丁有些气急败坏，金葵则是惊恐难平，她绰了一条板凳，依托墙角，全身发抖，痛哭无声。 相同的深夜，相似的处境，都是在别人的家里，心情却各不相同。周欣把高纯带回自己的寓所，高纯显然一身拘束。 周欣则落落大方：“你房东不让你租那房你可以再租个别的房啊，”她说：“干吗非要睡在汽车里头？” “房子一时租不到合适的，住旅店又太不值了。”高纯答道。 周欣为高纯递了饮料，又问：“那……你干吗专门把车开到这儿来，你怎么想起到这儿来停车过夜？” 高纯结巴了一下，答得还算合理：“以前我送你回来看见这儿有个夹道，停车比较安静，也不会碰上巡警和治安联防的人检查，让他们查上说不定得盘问我半宿……” 周欣在高纯的侧面坐下，笑了一笑，带些同情，也带些错愕，她说：“看你每天开着汽车自由自在，没想到你也会无家可归。” 高纯说：“我还是回车里睡吧，我住你这里……太不方便了……” 周欣说：“没事，你就在画室里打个地铺，我这儿晚上没人来的。” 周欣话音刚落，门铃砰然作响，两人都被吓了一跳，彼此面面相觑，不知值此三更半夜，究竟会是何人敲门。 门铃又砰砰地连续响个不停，其强硬无礼显示来者不善。周欣不得不离座起身，一边叮嘱高纯：“可能是我们画坊的人，你就说你是我们公司的，来给我送材料的。”一边走向门口。高纯一边答应，一边起身去卫生间小解。他在卫生间里方便之后，正在洗手，从虚掩的门缝中听到那位不速之客已经进屋，周欣和他说着什么，声音中的惊惶，前所未有。她似乎在问来人为何这么晚还要过来，这么晚过来是否有什么急事……来人像是喝多了，说话啰啰嗦嗦，但声音却让高纯惊得无处可躲。他听出那人就是周欣的老板，也是他的秘密雇主。他透过门缝看到陆子强在桌前坐下，醉意微显，言辞尚清。他让周欣给他倒点水来，说刚跟税务局的刘科长喝完，刘科长酒量厉害，喝水井坊像喝白开水似的……忽然，陆子强注意到了桌上的两听饮料，看得出这里刚刚有人小坐，他问周欣：“有人来过？”仿佛一下酒醒。周欣慌忙答道：“啊，是我们画坊找的一个开车的师傅，帮我拉几幅画回来……” 陆子强有些怀疑：“开车的师傅？这么晚还来，他人在哪儿呢？ " 他一边问一边起身离座，先推开周欣的卧房巡睃一番，转身又看了旁边的画室，画室一侧的厨房也随后看了，三处同样空无一人。小小的公寓一共两房一厅，前后几步便可一览无余。周欣在陆子强身后佯作抗议：哎，你干什么，你找谁呀，你干什么呀……口中的不满难掩心情的紧张。终于，陆子强推开了卫生间的屋门，周欣的抗议在那一刻完全窒息！卫生间不过几米见方，小小的浴盆和面盆，夹着一个小小的便器……周欣挤上来刚要解释什么，但刹那间自己也哑然怔住，因为她看到卫生间竟和厨房画室一样，此时此刻空无一人。她明明看到高纯刚刚进去，无法猜测他从何时何路，从四壁合围中不翼而飞！ “人呢？”陆子强问。 “你……你到底找谁呀？”周欣心虚地反问。 “那个司机呢，不会藏你大衣柜里了吧？” 陆子强离开卫生间又奔了卧室，周欣还在满脸疑惑地扫视着卫生间的顶棚四壁。她无论如何不能想象，高纯怎样从这里蒸发出去。她追上陆子强佯作发怒状，因为陆子强已经借着酒劲将她的衣柜打开……“陆总，你太过分了，你到底想找什么？” 陆子强醉态仍在：“我看看，人呢？” 周欣与陆子强争吵的声音，透过卫生间的小窗传到公寓的外墙，高纯双手扣住小窗的窗沿，足尖蹬住雨水铁管，将身体吊挂在楼外半空。和高纯相比，金葵的翻越就更加惊险，虽然王苦丁家二楼的窗户并不严实，但金葵还是用了半宿的时间才勉强撬开，她试图借助窗下半高的草屋跳到院中，不料一脚踩空，身体失衡，整个人重重摔了下去，草棚坍塌的同时，也完成了金葵落地的缓冲。岂料那草棚正是王苦丁的酣睡之处。金葵从天而下，王苦丁迷糊起身，金葵钻出塌顶逃出院子，王苦丁才满头草灰地喊了一声，赤身裸体地追了出去……王苦丁在铁匠铺不远的路口追上金葵，金葵抵抗厮打拼尽全力，无奈强弱悬殊最终不敌，精疲力竭地被王苦丁扛在肩上，听着他喘着粗气走回院子。 王苦丁得胜全凭体力，而周欣脱险须靠智慧，墙外悬挂着的高纯能听到周欣开始以攻为守，听到她开始逼真地“恼羞成怒”……“人早走了你找什么！你凭什么翻我柜子！这房子你要觉得是你的，你有权利随时进来翻箱倒柜的话那可以，我现在就把它还给你，我现在就走！” 周欣果然披上外衣穿上鞋子向门外走去，意图将陆子强从屋内引开。这一招果然立竿见影，陆子强马上表示了歉意，把周欣从门口拉了回来。 “好好好，你别生气，我跟你逗着玩儿呢。我今天这酒喝得太郁闷了，所以过来想找你倾诉倾诉。我一看有人在心里当然不高兴了……好好好，你别生气了，是我不好，是我不好，我走，我走，行了吧。” 陆子强拉回周欣，并且说话当真地走出门去。周欣听到门外的脚步渐渐走远，连忙跑回卫生间察看究竟，这时的高纯正从窗外跳回室内，周欣长出一口大气，庆幸只是一场虚惊。