Chapter 518

It's still a few years ago. The area of the house seems to be smaller than a few years ago.

The landscape painting on the wall is still there. But the brand-new landscape paintings at that time have now become dilapidated. I don't know who has deducted two of the fish pictures on the south wall, revealing the milky yellow wall, leaving only one alone wagging its tail.

I do not know why, yellow star heart suddenly have a kind of sour feeling! This feeling may be related to the effect of alcohol. But even if he didn't drink tonight, he believed that when he saw this familiar and strange scene, he could not control his emotions. Here, after all, is a habitat in his downturn. In this small house of more than ten square meters, he once lived with his wife. Also once was in this small house, the wife nature outbreak, said lets the yellow star all one's life to remember the cruel words. It is also in this small house, his wife left, Ouyang Mengjiao suddenly broke into his own world.

How many times have you cooked noodles and instant noodles with the old thread inserting device? How many times have you been lying on this stiff bed, secretly crying and laughing, secretly listening to the passionate fighting horn of the couple next door; How many times he went out early and came back late, the simple furniture and pots and pans created a temporary feeling of home, so that he would not be hungry outside; How many times

Compared with my spacious and bright home now, this shabby rental house is very desolate. I don't know where the cool air comes from and makes trouble around the room. On the concrete floor, there are still paper balls and garbage thrown away by the last tenant. It seems that the tenant left in a hurry, just like when he left. Huang Xing remembers the past when he left here. It's Fu Zhenxin who has to come to see where she lives. As a result, when she comes in, her whole nose is sour. She did not expect that the office director of Xinyuan company should live in such an old and shabby small rental house. The kind-hearted Fu Zhenxin just persuades Fu Jie to give her idle house to Huang Xing for free. Because of this, a series of emotional disputes happened between him and the Fu sisters.

Many feelings are transformed into familiar pictures, which are shown in Huang Xing's mind one by one.

A moment back to a few years ago through the sense of Huang Xing as if suddenly turned into a little man full of fighting spirit and passion, little security; That day a few dollars living expenses but also eat solid, full of positive energy young people.

To be exact, from this small rental house, Huang Xing saw his love history and struggle experience. After a few years' absence, it is obviously a little strange, but it also shows a familiar atmosphere everywhere. In the old house, there are some special flavors. These flavors seem to make Huang Xing's body have a strong chemical reaction, so that he stood in the same place, his eyes filled with tears of life.

Ouyang Mengjiao, who is touching the paintings on the wall with great interest, suddenly touches the white light in Huang Xing's eyes‘ Why, are you crying? " Ouyang Mengjiao came and was surprised.

Huang Xing calmed down his mood and said faintly: I'm not in tears, I'm in emotion.

Ouyang Mengjiao tut Tun: I can't imagine that you are really nostalgic. I say that people have feelings. You can't forget this place.

Huang Xing turns around in the room, quietly comparing its present appearance with a few years ago.

Ouyang Mengjiao sat on the rigid bed board, deliberately with buttocks up and down ups and downs to test the quality of the bed: do you think this is the same bed we used to sleep in?

Huang Xing looked at the pure wood bed frame carefully, and even black mold had grown on it‘ Yes! " Huang Xing nodded: Yes, this bed has not changed. You see, the brick on the foot of the bed didn't move.

Almost inadvertently, the yellow star swept under the bed, the closest thing inside was a dark gray thing, not exactly, two.

Huang Xing pulled the bed out, and then he saw that it was a pair of women's high-heeled shoes. As a result of throwing on the bed for a long time, the vamp has become moldy and deteriorated, and there are many things like mouse excrement in the shoes. Huang Xing blew the dust on it and kept looking inside the shoes!

Ouyang Mengjiao asked suspiciously: throw it away quickly. It's so dirty. What do you do with it. Oh, disgusting, smelly shoes! Whose shoes are these?

Huang Xing ignored her.

Ouyang Mengjiao whispered: anyway, it's not my shoes. My shoes will never be thrown under the bed. It must be... It must be someone who rents a house here. He is so ungrateful and throws his smelly shoes everywhere. Hum, it stinks.

Huang Xing reaches out and takes out the insole of these shoes. The insole is very exquisite, with peony embroidered on it. Although covered with dust, but still can not cover up the fine workmanship of this pair of insoles. Huang Xing blew soot and said with no expression: this pair of insoles is embroidered by my mother. In the evening, it was embroidered one by one with flower glasses.

"Ah? What? " Ouyang Mengjiao was stunned: do you mean... Do you mean... This pair of shoes... Belong to your ex-wife Zhao Xiaoran?

Huang Xing nodded: that's right. When she left that night, she took nothing but her clothes. When we were together, my parents liked her very much. Although the family was very poor, they wanted to please the daughter-in-law. My mother made cotton padded clothes and insoles for her, but she didn't wear the cotton padded clothes once. She was too fat. She keeps the insole on all the time.

Ouyang Mengjiao opened her mouth in amazement: really? It's a pity. It's a pity. She failed to live up to the wonderful expectations of your family. Huang Xing took this pair of insoles out of his shoes and threw them on the bed shelf, shaking off the dust. This pair of insoles, a symbol of hope and maternal love, is so heavy when it is lost and recovered. Ouyang Mengjiao said thoughtfully: throw the shoes away, they are moldy! These tenants are lazy enough. They have changed a lot. They haven't cleaned the bed. Look at the dirt under the bed. Ouch, it's disgusting. Huang Xing put her in the Army: when you lived, did you clean it? Ouyang Mengjiao said: I've cleaned it! But I can't reach it inside. I just take a broom and hook it under the bed. Besides, this is your room, OK? My room is next door. I live in this room with you. Her sentence "marry a chicken and follow a chicken" seems a little stiff here, but it also appropriately reflects the special mood of Ouyang Mengjiao at the beginning. At this time, the landlord aunt came in with a quilt in her arms. Huang Xing quickly took it and put them on the bed‘ Make do for one night! " Ouyang Mengjiao said while aiming at the yellow star. Huang sighed and said nothing. To be exact, this long lost rental house reminds him of too many memories and sorrows in his heart. He wants to find and explore more and more past and memories in this limited space. Although it's a painful process, it's also fascinating. Beautiful or painful past, like the meat growing on him, so real, so sensitive. The landlord aunt said: there is a broom outside. If you clean the room by yourself, I won't... Don't disturb you. Early... Early rest. Huang Xing nodded. Ouyang Mengjiao raised her hand and urged her to go, auntie. The landlord went to the door, but suddenly turned back, with a special look at Ouyang Mengjiao, a pair of words and stop‘ What's the matter? " Ouyang Mengjiao asked suspiciously. The landlord's aunt smelled the strong wine smell on her again: how much wine did you drink. By the way, what time are you leaving tomorrow? Ouyang Mengjiao thought about it and said: I guess I have to leave early in the morning. We... We all have to work‘ Early in the morning... That... "The landlord's aunt said intermittently: that's either... Or... You first... That's... She tried again and again, but didn't say it. She just pinched it with two fingers and made an action similar to pinching money. Ouyang Mengjiao suddenly understood that she was hinting to hand in the 300 yuan rent as soon as possible. Ouyang Mengjiao smiles. She takes out three hundred yuan bills from her purse and hands them to the landlord: don't worry, auntie, you can't live without your room money‘ Good, good. " The landlord's aunt took over the three hundred yuan with a shaking hand, apparently as if she had got an unexpected huge sum of money, and her face was full of surprise‘ Then you... You pack up and have an early rest. When you leave tomorrow, just go straight away. Don't lock the door. Put the key on the windowsill or on the desk. I can see it. After that, the landlady left happily. Huang Xing and Ouyang Mengjiao look at each other. Huang Xing says with a bitter smile: do you really want to live here? Ouyang Mengjiao raised her head: all the money has been paid. I can't help thinking it's too late. Huang Xing frowned: what medicine do you sell in gourd, you? Ouyang Mengjiao stressed that she didn't sell any medicine. She just wanted to review her life experience. She wanted to find some lost and beautiful memories with you in this rental house. Huang Xing shook his head with a bitter smile. At this moment, his heart is very contradictory and tangled. This dramatic scene, as well as the warm scene that seems to have gone back a few years ago, made his mood tense all the time. It's as if they have really crossed back to the world a few years ago. He is still the little man who has to struggle every day; She is also the little telemarketer who wakes herself up every day in her work clothes. It's a wonderful feeling. And Ouyang Mengjiao make up the bed posture and back, once again let Huang Xing feel, he really came back through. All this, like a dream, two people who have drunk a lot of wine, in this familiar and strange environment, they are miraculously replaying the plot of the past.