The snail dwelling of the ants
This month, Fan Wei’s business volume fell to a new freezing point again. For Fan Wei, who earns income from commissions, this means that his life will also drop to a freezing point. Fan Wei decided to move and move to a place where rent is not required.
A new commercial house was built in the northwest corner of the city. The dramatic thing is that the commercial house was half built. An old scholar with a serious literary and artistic spirit discovered that the land was enclosed by developers. There is a big banyan tree, 500 years old. There are some beautiful legends about this banyan tree. Scholars say that the banyan tree is the origin and symbol of the city’s culture, and it cannot be allowed to disappear! The media with serious literary accents also paid attention to this big tree, and even the mayor spoke. Under pressure, the developer suspended the project.
Thus, the “Ban Lazi” community appeared. To the east of the banyan tree is a completed building, and to the west is a fertile farmland.
The building is still unoccupied, and Fan Wei accidentally discovered that there is a hidden path leading to Banlazi Community. On a dark and windy night for a month, Fan Wei lived in a rough house with two bedrooms and one living room.
After settling down, Fan Wei walked under the banyan tree opposite. The banyan tree is verdant, like an old man who has experienced vicissitudes of life. But in Fan Wei’s eyes, the banyan tree is more upright and delicate, like a tall beauty of 1.68 meters. Fan Wei sat cross-legged under the banyan tree, playing the guitar, casual and sad. The wind blew, pulling out the sigh of the banyan tree.
It was late at night, and Fan Wei returned to the rough room, ready to go to bed. At this time, there was movement outside the house.
Fan Wei lighted up the candle in confusion, and saw a tall girl standing outside the house. The girl said, “I have no place to live, can I come in?”
The girl in the candlelight, with a touch of sadness on her face, Fan Wei let the girl into the house.
After Fan Wei asked the girl’s name, he pointed to his simple bed and said, “Rong’er, you can sleep here.” Rong’er asked, “What about you?” Fan Wei pointed out. Pointing to another room and saying: “Isn’t this a mansion? Two rooms and one living room, this handsome guy sleeps in that bedroom.”
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Rong’er smiled lightly. . Fan Wei entered another room, shrank, hugged his knees, sat firmly, leaned against the wall, and slept soundly, speechless all night.
The next morning, Fan Wei got up. Rong’er’s crib was cleaned up and no one was there. Fan Wei returned to the living room and saw breakfast on the folding table: a handful of cashew nuts, half a bowl of mineral water, and a small dish of dishes that he could not name.
Day starts from night
After the night shift, Fan Wei bought bedding and brought two boxes of lunch, one for his own. The other one is Rong’er. This morning, he ate Rong’er’s free breakfast. This favor is toAlso.
Fan Wei returned home, Rong’er has not yet returned. Fan Wei kept waiting. Rong’er was late when it was almost 10 o’clock when the outdoors calmed down. Fan Wei pointed to the two boxes of lunch and said, “Did you eat it?” Rong Er asked in surprise, “You bought me food?” He opened the lunch box beamingly, and said, “I only eat vegetarian food, you eat it alone. Right. Don’t buy me food in the future. I will eat out.”
During dinner, Fan Wei and Rong’er chatted: “Rong’er, you went out early and returned late. You work hard. Busy! Tell me your mobile phone number so that you can contact me later.”
Rong’er shook her head and said no.
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“QQ number is also fine.” Fan Wei said.
Rong’er shook her head again.
Fan Wei looked at Rong’er with some surprise: “What about MSN?”
Rong’er still shook his head.
“You won’t be a foreigner?” Fan Wei said jokingly.
Rong’er smiled without answering.
After dinner, Rong’er squatted beside Fan Wei and said, “Fan Wei, I listened to you playing a tune by the banyan tree last night. It sounds good, you can play another one. “
Fan Wei gave a hum, picked up the guitar and strummed it. The sad melody was lingering in the candlelight, and Rong’er was teary.
It was late at night, and Fan Wei was going to sleep in his bedroom. Rong’er said: “You are a good person. You know? If you bullied me last night, I would kill you!”
Fan Wei turned around and smiled: “As you said, today I can bully you late?”
Rong’er angrily: “Dare you!”
“Don’t dare!” Fan Wei said with a smile.
In the days to come, the two “ant tribes” lived peacefully in this unique snail house. Rong’er leaves early and returns late as always, but always prepares Fan Wei’s breakfast every day. In the dead of night, Rong’er returned home and sat quietly beside Fan Wei, listening to the melody flowing from Fan Wei’s fingers.
Fan Wei fell in love with this chic girl.
At midnight, a strong wind blew outside the house, and the temperature dropped sharply. Fan Wei worried that Rong’er’s quilt was thin. He carried the quilt out of the bedroom and went to Rong’er’s bedroom. Rong’er’s crib was neatly cleaned, but Rong’er was gone!
Fan Wei’s head “boom” big: Where is Rong’er? Thinking back that Rong’er didn’t give him any contact information, the more he thought about it, the more things went wrong. Why was Rong’er so mysterious? What is she doing?
In the next few days, Fan Wei raided Rong’er in the middle of the night, but Rong’er was not there. A thought that hit him like a bullet: This girl who started day and night–is it a “chicken”?
Fan Wei fell into desolate sorrow. He shed tears silently, and the melody flowing under his hands was even more sad.