Wang Zixu was hit again by the name "Chen Qingluo" at an unexpected time.

He felt very bad, so he ran away. After escaping, he remembered that he still had unfinished business with Ning Chunyan.

But he didn't want to go back like this, so he walked on the roadside, kicking stones, and reached a stalemate with himself.

Today is his fifth day of quitting smoking, but he has to smoke in this case. He is not making excuses for himself to break the habit. If he had only one day to smoke in his life, he would choose today; if he had only one cigarette to smoke in his life, he would choose it.

Will choose now.

He ran into a small convenience store on the roadside and told the boss to buy a box of Big Harvest.

The boss slapped the cigarette case on the table: "6 yuan."

"Six yuan?!" Wang Zixu held the counter, "Isn't it three yuan?"

"The price has increased." The boss said concisely.

"How can it double like this?"

The boss patted the cigarette box: "How can it be calculated like this? In absolute terms, isn't it just an increase of 3 yuan? Liqun used to be 14 yuan, now it's 19, and Hongtashan, which used to be 8 yuan, now sells for 13.

Which one is not more expensive than Dafeng Harvest? Besides, what kind of cigarettes can you buy with 6 yuan now?"

Wang Zixu had to admit that the boss was right, so he asked the boss to take a pack. After getting the boss's consent, he lit one on the spot, coughed on the spot, and stared at the cigarette in his hand in confusion——

The price increase is acceptable, but how can I tolerate the change in the smell of cigarettes! If you can't stick to yourself even with a small cigarette, what is wrong with this world?

The boss seemed to see what he was thinking, narrowed his eyes and smiled:

"The taste has changed, right? I told you that their technology has been upgraded."

Wang Zixu hesitated and took another sip, frowning in disbelief: "But you can't become so...so personalityless?"

The boss smiled and seemed to understand his mood: "I am also an old smoker. Let me tell you that the smell of cigarettes is always changing. It is useless to protest. And once the smell of cigarettes changes, it will never change again.

, even if they use the original machine from the original factory, the taste will still be different. There is no need to be upset, I can only blame myself, who didn’t take more puffs when I liked it in the first place?”

"If you have a cigarette, you should smoke it straight away. Don't worry about it becoming odorless."

The prince was speechless. Damn it, the owner of a convenience store could actually say such philosophical words. It was really extraordinary.

Then, the boss's next words made him withdraw his admiration: "Of course, you can't quit. You've already smoked one."

Wang Zixu walked out of the store with a cigarette in his mouth. When he looked back, he saw that the name on the sign of the store was "Bai Yueguang Supermarket".

He accidentally dropped the cigarette in his mouth to the ground. In annoyance, he crushed it out with his foot, picked it up and threw it into the trash can at the door.

A mere 10-square-meter convenience store didn't even have a refrigerated cabinet. Why did it call it "Bai Yueguang Supermarket"? But then he understood why the boss said that tone. "Bai Yueguang Supermarket", huh, he was a

A small supermarket owner with a story.

The sun shines through the treetops at the door to the ground. He looks at the shadows of the trees at the door and thinks of his boss's words. At this moment, he suddenly realizes that last night has passed forever.

The past is like a man, and good times will never come again. There will still be those stars and that moon, but there will never be such a dreamlike night again.

He will remember the banner left by Li Tingfang, and the beautiful Hanfu at the Ningchun Banquet. Of course, the most important thing is that he will remember the few words Chen Qingluo said to him that night.

You have grown taller.

But why are you so tall?

Wang Zixu put his palms on his head and flattened his hair.

It's not his fault that he grew taller, it's a genetic and nutritional problem. This sounds unreasonable.

But this sentence kept echoing in his mind all night long, causing him to suffer from insomnia.

Compared to high school, he has indeed grown a little taller. I still remember that at that time, Chen Qingluo could still look straight at the bridge of his nose, but now she can only stare at his Adam's apple.

In any case, she rarely raised her head to look at him. It seemed that in her world, Wang Zixu should be as tall as her, so she stubbornly refused to raise her head and looked straight at where she imagined Wang Zixu's eyes would be.

His height has not changed for many years. When the height gap between Chen Qingluo and Chen Qingluo was small, the world he saw with his eyes must be different from today. What he experienced at that time has long been forgotten.

With just one word, she brought him back many years ago.

This way you will never forget it again.

He will always remember that Chen Qingluo's first words when she saw him after 12 years and 3 months of absence were: You have grown taller.

Just as he still remembered the last words Chen Qingluo said to him 12 years and three months ago:

"The most important thing is that first of all we should be kind, and secondly we should be honest. Promise me that you will do it for the rest of your life, do you understand?"

Wang Zixu nodded slightly and said that I understood. In fact, he didn't understand because he had not read "The Brothers Karamazov" at that time.

It wasn't until one day many years later that he suddenly remembered this scene in the shower and was shocked to realize what Chen Qingluo meant. At that time, he had already read "The Brothers Karamazov" for a long time. He suddenly connected the two. He was stunned for a moment.

He stood still and let the water droplets from the shower slide across his face.

Chen Qingluo's sentence comes from "The Brothers Karamazov". The original sentence is:

"The most important thing is that first we should be kind, secondly we should be honest, and thirdly we should never forget each other."

Yes, this is also Miss Chen Qingluo's usual trick, playing riddles.

No one knew that when she looked straight at Wang Zixu's Adam's apple, she was thinking about some unknown little thought.

Fortunately, even though he didn't figure out the riddle at the time, he still did it all. He didn't forget her.

But even if it is done, so what?

Later, he often reread Dostoyevsky's "The Brothers Karamazov", and when he read the last chapter, he could not help but burst into tears.

"So first of all, we have to remember him for the rest of our lives. Even if we are busy doing important things in the future, have a prominent position, or fall into some great misfortune - no matter what, don't forget how wonderful we felt when we were here.

"A beautiful memory is the noblest, strongest, healthiest thing in the world, and the most beneficial to future life. If a person can bring such beautiful and sacred memories into his life, he will be saved for his whole life.

"A good memory stays in our hearts, and maybe at some moment, it can be the means to save us. Maybe we will inevitably become bad people, but as long as we think about him and how we love him, this will

A memory will come out and stop us from doing the worst thing possible."

"Chen Qingluo, remember? The most important thing is that first of all we should be kind, secondly we should be honest, and thirdly we should never forget each other."

He couldn't tell whether he was moved by Tuo Weng's writing style or by the beautiful memories he kept in his heart. Those memories about Chen Qingluo were indeed the noblest, strongest, and healthiest things in the world.

It saved him more than once.

He didn't forget. Did she do the same?

The Porsche slowly slid over, the window lowered, revealing Ning Chunyan's face wearing sunglasses:

"Hey! That rich man Wang Zixu, why are you running in such a hurry? Aren't you going to take Professor Zhong to the high-speed rail station later? Are you going to walk there by yourself?"

Wang Zixu collected himself, and without saying a word, he got back into the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt in a proper manner.

Ning Chunyan originally wanted to tease him, but seeing how obedient he was, she couldn't say anything. She just complained angrily and funny:

"Why is it that every time I hear the name of a big figure in the literary world, my first reaction is to run away? Why, are you afraid of society?"

Wang Zixu said: "In a normal sense, I should have some social fears. But from a personal point of view, I am just not good at social interaction. And I am afraid of everything that I am not good at."

"You are quite honest."

"I'm still very kind."

Ning Chunyan gave her foot oil: "For the sake of lending me money, I agree that you are kind. But you just said you were going to resign, have you really thought about it? It really doesn't matter if you resign at your age.

?I can guarantee that as long as the magazine doesn’t go bankrupt, I can keep paying you, but I can’t guarantee that my magazine won’t go bankrupt when you are 80 years old!”

Wang Zixu said: "I haven't agreed to go to your place yet."

Ning Chunyan glared: "Stop being so arrogant, you're afraid of death! When you become famous and start a family, you will always have to meet many big names in the literary world. What will you do then?"

Ning Chunyan thought that his avoidance of Chen Qingluo was due to fear of his advanced colleagues. It was not that she was too stupid to guess that Chen Qingluo and Wang Zixu were old acquaintances, but mainly because both Chen Qingluo and Wang Zixu insisted that they did not know each other. Given her personality,

I really can’t believe that there are two people with such character in the world.

Wang Zixu shook his head and changed the topic: "Let's go to my work first. I have some things to pick up."

Today was a wonderful Saturday, a day off. The office was not working, so he probably wouldn't meet anyone, and he happened to be on the way. He thought it would be a good idea to take the opportunity to go back and take care of his personal belongings.

As a result, when he arrived at the unit, he found that in addition to the two or three people on duty, there were a lot of people in the unit, which was very different from the situation in his imagination. By the time he realized how lively it was, it was already too late. Diao Yiwen was sitting in the office, talking to him

Their eyes met and they were caught.

The girl looked stunned, obviously she didn't expect him to come to the office, but she didn't say anything. Wang Zixu thought to himself that if he turned around and left at this time, he would be looked down upon, so he continued to move forward with his head held high, passing by the director's office.

At that moment, the door just opened, Gou Yingbiao came out with a water glass, and the two of them bumped into each other.

Gou Yingbiao was very embarrassed for a moment, but Wang Zixu was okay. He only paused for a moment, and then walked past him with his head held high. He no longer had the need to say hello to him, and he didn't even want five buckets of rice, so there was no need to bend down.

But Gou Yingbiao greeted him with a smile and a very respectful attitude: "Zizixu, are you still coming to work today? Isn't today a day off?"

"Um."

Wang Zixu nodded, turned around and left.

Since others greeted him, he subconsciously said hello back. As soon as he sat down in his office, he regretted it. He felt that he was too polite.

Gou Yingbiao was always making dirty tricks behind his back. What's there to do with such a duplicitous person? He even said "hmm" in reply. He should have been owed even a word of it.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he had the urge to point his finger at Gou Yingbiao's nose and scold him again. But first of all, he had already scolded him last time. As the saying goes, no crime should be punished twice, so this time he was innocent. Secondly, Gou Yingbiao did not take the initiative to cause trouble.

Secondly, if he scolded him, it would be his fault if word got out.
To be continued...