Every autumn, Shanghai is filled with such a desolate atmosphere. Even the turbulent World Expo still cannot dilute the yellowing desolation that hangs over the entire Shanghai sky. The World Expo can only occupy a corner of the Huangpu River. Even if people from all over the world come to Shanghai, they can only shout and rub shoulders in that small corner. Shanghai is really too big. In such a large area, no matter how lively it is, it seems even more miserable. |Just like an entire forest sleeping in the early morning fog, no matter how loud a person sings, the hollow echoes will only make the silence swell more full. |The autumn rain made the whole city ice cold. My clothes were hung on the clothes drying rack in the yard. Several times when they were about to dry, a rain would come and the clothes would be soaked through. The roads are full of wet sycamore leaves clinging to the ground. Hundreds of years ago, when they were transplanted from France, they certainly never thought that one day they would be able to live in the expensive concessions of Shanghai like the locals. This oriental city is dressed up to be extremely charming, exotic and exciting, and the naked ambition and sharp swords are all wrapped in their gentle and lazy rustling - like the song of a wandering warbler whitewashing the midnight. The desolation is like the rich fragrance of rice covering up the poverty in the alley. |The flying catkins in Beijing, the wealth of peonies in Luoyang, the hibiscus clusters in Chengdu, and the heat wave of coconut trees in Hainan are not as precious as the plane trees in Shanghai. They quietly embrace the black copper lamps on the roadside and walk alone at night. Travelers embrace those who have trouble sleeping late at night. They gently cover the lighted windows in the night with their dense branches and leaves, as if protecting a secret.

If you think about it carefully, the day Ye Chuanping became the general manager of our company can definitely be ranked in the top three unlucky days of my life.

At the conference table, Ye Chuanping humiliated me for my low-level mistake in front of everyone. She told everyone with a weasel face that "low-level assistants do not need to participate in future meetings."

Gong Ming looked at me as if he were a mental patient, without saying a word. His eyes were filled with superior pity, and he summarized me with a gray coldness. After making her speech, she softly uttered three words between her lips covered with bright red lipstick: "You are sick."

Then, in my voice of "You deserve it", Gu Liliu Gave me a back view.

My misfortune has not ended, but has just begun. I feel that I just responded to the sentence "You deserve it."

At this time, I was actually a little happy. I think that after people encounter a series of endless, high-intensity, high-frequency, and high-quality blows, they will have the feeling of Meng Jiangnu crying at the Great Wall, crying together and perishing together again and again. I even think about how we can be even more unlucky. What? Could it be more dramatic? If you can, drive a water truck to the sidewalk and run me over to death on the spot. Let my body be displayed to the melody of "Happy Birthday to You" and be remembered and paid tribute by international friends from all over the world who come to visit the World Expo. Dare you? Can it? ha!

When I got home and opened the door, the ruthless God told me clearly and unquestionably, like the spokesperson of China Mobile: "I can."

Nan Xiang held The "M.E" envelope that I was extremely familiar with - I sent out no less than ten such envelopes every day - opened it with a complicated expression, and then handed me the contents, as if a sad judge was handing over the execution sentence. Like handing it to a frustrated prisoner.

This is not the final blow, any concert has ENCORE, which is the climax of emotions brewing until the end with tears and noses flying and everyone singing in chorus.

The ENCORE song of the day was the sudden ringing of the phone. Nan Xiang picked up the phone, "Yes, she is here." Then she looked at me and said, "I'm looking for you. It's Chong... Lu Shao "

I suddenly remembered that I should be in the cinema with him at the moment. We had made an appointment and he would be waiting for me downstairs after work, but I completely forgot about it after I walked out of the stairway. After this incident, I left the company directly. I left Sogo alone in the company.

I answered the phone and when I heard his low and gentle voice coming into my ears from the phone, I burst into tears.

That night, Nanxiang and I had been sitting in the living room waiting for Gu Li to come home. However, as the night outside the window got darker and fewer people passed by, the entire bustling Nanjing West Road finally fell asleep. , Gu Li still hasn't come back. The feeling of guilt in Nanxiang and I's hearts became stronger and stronger as time went by.

"Do you think Gu Li will not be able to withstand the blow and do something stupid?" I asked Nan Xiang shivering while sitting on the sofa, holding the FENDI sofa cushion that was equal to one month's salary of mine.

"Are you talking about Gu Li? Or are you talking about Lin Daiyu?" Nanxiang's disheveled hair looked like a fairy in Pansi Cave. "Even if she wants to do something stupid, she will either A cup of hot coffee is poured on the head of a middle-aged man who is trying to jump in line, or he can go to Hang Lung’s LV window and carry a suitcase back.”

I thought about it, and that’s right. Most people would always drink to drown their sorrows when they were in a bad mood or suffered a blow, but Gu Li would gracefully pour red wine down Tang Wanru's throat one cup at a time when he was in a bad mood, and then I feel better.

That night, Nanxiang and I kept waiting on the sofa. I don’t know when we fell asleep. In the end we both slept in the living room all night.

When I woke up in the morning, my whole body was sore. When I opened my eyes, I saw Gu Li standing in front of me. She was holding a bright scalpel in her hand (...) , pointed at me, his eyes gleaming like a rat spirit that has been practicing for thousands of years, "Tell me, if you want to peel off the skin, you should leave it intact."

It's so early in the morning, I haven't even wiped the shit out of my eyes. Before I could regain my consciousness, I was suddenly faced with such cruel and serious torture. I blurted out from the bottom of my heart, "For the sake of our long-time friends," I hugged Gu Li's waist and said righteously, "Can you kill Nan Xiang first?!"

"..." Nan Xiang across from the sofa also woke up, but early in the morning, the first thing she heard was her kindness Sister, I think she was a little bit dissatisfied with what I said, "Can you kill Nan Xiang first?"

"I just fried the poached eggs and made a sandwich. Do you need to peel and trim the toasted bread, or keep it intact?" Gu Li smiled at me mysteriously and dignifiedly, as if he was holding a scalpel. Narissa. After saying that, she turned around and walked into the kitchen - early in the morning, she was fully armed, wearing a black cashmere tight dress with dark gold threads, and a low-waist slit in the back. She went into battle in a vacuum, and it was obvious that she was not wearing a bra underneath. She was wearing a pair of dark blue suede stilettos (the same pair of MIUMIU that appeared on the huge curtain wall in front of Portman's entrance as if they were as tapering as compasses), and she had a pair of hairpins in her hair. A hairpin with an unusually avant-garde shape looks like she has an Oriental Pearl on top of her hair.

I shivered and moved to Nan Xiang and asked her very seriously: "I feel like she put poison in the poached eggs. What do you think?"

Nan Xiang shook his head. She frowned deeply, "No, she just put a poached egg in the poison..." After saying that, she turned her head, rubbing her fluffy hair with all kinds of charm, and using her face, whether it was three in the morning Her delicate and charming face, which was still charming at 7 o'clock or 7 o'clock in the evening, said to me, "Lin Xiao, you'd better take a shower and brush your teeth first. You smell like Tang Wanru put it on after playing ball in his senior year of high school. I forgot about the cotton vest I brought back for a week. The only difference between you and it is that you haven't gotten mold yet."

"What a good thing it is early in the morning? You heard my name." Tang Wanru appeared on the sofa like a ghost. No one could see her movements clearly. She was lying on her side like Cleopatra. Between me and Nan Xiang, I was wearing a vest.

"Nan Xiang said I smell like your vest." I said sadly.

Tang Wanru nodded, stroked my hair, looked at Nanxiang again, and said calmly: "After so many years, Nanxiang is still the best at praising people. With an understatement, everyone can Sweet to the core.

My heart suddenly sank.

In the days after that day, the extremely polite confrontation between Gu Li and Gu Yuan did not stop. In fact, it can't be said to be a confrontation. To be precise, it should be that Gu Li unilaterally isolated Gu Yuan from his own world and pushed him farther away day by day.

Nan Xiang and I watched all this silently. Many times, we couldn't help but want to lend a helping hand, but we always reined in the precipice and turned back. The conflict between us and Gu Li has just been resolved not long ago. Even if we are going to get into trouble, we have to wait until we are all wearing protective clothing. Otherwise, with Gu Li's power, Nan Xiang and I can become A pile of ashes enshrined in a ceramic box.

However, Nan Xiang and I still have consciences, and we know that Gu Yuan actually did nothing wrong in this matter. It's not Gu Yuan's fault that Ye Chuanping can sit calmly and calmly on the chair in the middle of the "M.E" board of directors as if she were entering the living room of her own home. I believe that behind this supernatural incident, the ghost of Gong Xun must be flickering. Therefore, Nan Xiang and I silently planned to wait until some time later, when we are safe, to take action to bring them back together. We have done this kind of thing too much in the past years. We are familiar with the road and practice makes perfect. In this regard, Nan Xiang and I are skilled workers. The worst case scenario is just like in college, creating opportunities for him to become weak, sick, and frustrated, turn off the air conditioner, push into the lake, follow the same old rules, and just change the target to Gu Yuan.

The days flowed by day by day in the rising autumn wind. The leaves of the sycamore trees all turned yellow. The wind blew through the city and was cut into large and small air currents by skyscrapers of various shapes, as if it were complete. The cloth was cut open by countless knives and scattered in all directions. The large and small air currents were like trickling water, caressing every corner of the city and every inch of the ground. In this caress, leaves fell to the ground. When the car drove by, it made a swishing sound like a desert.

After several days of autumn rain, it was a sunny Saturday. During the National Day holiday, the whole of Shanghai was crowded with people. Tourists from all over the world took advantage of this golden holiday to come and see the scenery of Shanghai before the end of the Expo. The entire Bund is densely packed with people, not much different from the train station during the Spring Festival.

You see, the world is like this. The Bund, where every inch of land is precious, is now a paradise for ordinary people. The Bund No. 1 to the Bund No. 27, which once stood proudly in the world, now seem to have wandered from the palace to the mortal world. The peerless woman in this world can be admired by anyone. In front of the newly renovated Peace Hotel, the doorman in a high-end suit had a frown on his face. The influx of tourists turned the entire hotel lobby into a Carrefour during a discount. What's worse is that these tourists only came in to take photos. Carrefour was still there after all. There is a turnover, and at this moment, the Peace Hotel wants to close the door. You must swipe your bank card or something before entering.

However, this city always has a way to show its cruel side. The Roosevelt Club has just been completed at No. 27 on the Bund. The family of the former American president has now settled here. On the top floor, it is known as the largest terrace in the Bund. , has blocked a filter of "membership fee 180,000", so you can still sit alone on the sunny terrace on the Bund during the National Day Golden Week, overlooking the entire Huangpu River and looking across the way. All kinds of strange buildings like Rubik's Cube are shining brightly, and then I lament that it is too cold at high places.

On such a sunny weekend, Nan Xiang decided to trim his hair. This can be called a historic moment, because in my memory, Nanxiang has not touched her black and beautiful soul-calling flag since high school. If she hadn't agreed to Gu Li's arrangement and decided to join "M.E" as an art editor, then I believe that this beautiful hair would have accompanied her in every battle to conquer men before she slept gracefully into the grave.

For this decision, Gu Li and Tang Wanru and I happily accompanied him.

Needless to say, Tang Wanru would "happily go" to any activity. We don't have to worry about her refusing. All we need to worry about is that she doesn't want to be "too happy." But Gu Li agreed after thinking about it. It was quite unexpected to arrive at Nanxiang. But I know in my heart that since graduating from college, the four of us have fewer and fewer opportunities to gather together. Therefore, on such a bright weekend, wouldn’t it be wonderful to spend time and waste life with my good sisters? ?

However, there is one thing that Nanxiang and I must tell Gu Li in advance. Nan Xiang took out two reservation cards and vouchers from his bag and said to Gu Li: "This new store opened. My college classmate asked me to go there. She said it was free for me to go there for the first time, but this store... ..." Nan Xiang took a deep breath, held Gu Li's hand, and continued sadly, "This store is in Pudong! Gu Li, please think carefully!"

Gu Li said: Pale and worried, "I will be allergic."

I hugged Gu Li's shoulders with compassion, "Be strong!"

Gu Li was sitting in her BMW. , with a solemn expression like a martyr carrying a pack of explosives and charging towards the enemy camp. Tang Wanru was very considerate, sitting next to her, holding Gu Li's hand, and chanting repeatedly in her ear, "Gu Li, relax, relax...take a deep breath...feel it, don't be afraid, take a deep breath, and work hard." ..."

Gu Li ignored Tang Wanru. Her painful pupils were scanning Pudong's wide roads, tall office buildings, few pedestrians, protective fences in the middle of the roads, and flying dust. And the concrete road with no greenery as far as the eye can see... She sighed and said: "It's really scary... It looks so like Beijing here!"

When she arrived at the door of the newly opened barber shop, she looked up and saw a huge On the outer wall of the store, there is a row of fashionable illustrations, showing several fashionable beach boys standing side by side with surfboards, beach volleyballs, frog flippers, etc., with their muscular bodies and washboard-like abs. The muscles and faces that look like they are carved after European and American idols are enough to attract the girls walking on the street. The huge light sign on the door of the store is the English word "BEACHBOY" with dancing dragons and phoenixes. "BEACHBOY? Bitch boy? This store is too bold, right? There is such a strong trend of anti-vulgarity now, why hasn't your classmate been rejected?" Tang Wanru raised his head, looked at the two English words, and read Said worriedly.

Gu Li, Nan Xiang, and I all silently took out our sunglasses and put them on, quickened our pace, walked away from her and walked into the store.

As soon as I entered the store, Nanxiang's college classmates came up to me like an autumn chrysanthemum, "Oh, my beautiful Nanxiang, what kind of wind brought you here?" He was wearing a suit with vertical stripes, and he looked like an anxious zebra that had taken the wrong medicine. I can understand that, since I entered "M.E." I have always seen these publicists, they are all the time They all maintain this high-pitched voice. Whether they have just woken up or just laid down after a busy day, their voices can quickly adjust to this frequency as soon as a call comes or they meet a "potential client." And no matter what they say, they can maintain this slightly scary and exciting premonition, starting every sentence with "OH, MYGOD" and ending with "really?"

—Oh my God, your mother is in the hospital? Real or fake? ! -Oh my god, why are you here? Are you going out to buy groceries too? Real or fake? ! —Oh my God, you take your dog to take a bath. I also gave my dog ??a bath in that pet store. Is it true? ! —Oh my gosh, you are also doing public relations now? Is it true? !

Nan Xiang pulled the anxious zebra and introduced to us: "This is my classmate, ERIC. ERIC, these three are my good friends. We are all from the same university. This is Lin Xiao, this is Tang Wanru, and this is Gu Li."

ERIC's eyes quickly passed over Tang Wanru, then stayed on me for 2 or 3 seconds, and then continued to slide towards me. Gu Li, the moment he saw Gu Li, his eyes lit up as if a plug was plugged in.

"Oh my god, it's Gu Li, is it true?! We had a public education class together, a study of modern social structure, and I was sitting in front of you. Do you still remember me?" "ERIC obviously targeted Gu Li as his "potential customer", so he quickly adjusted to his professional voice. I shook my head slightly with regret and had no intention of telling him that Gu Li was a person who thought he would become allergic when he went to Pudong. At the same time, she also believed that long-distance roaming charges would be charged when answering calls in Pudong. She also thinks there is no subway in Pudong. When she heard that the International Finance Center in Pudong had gathered more fashion brands than Hang Lung, she said with an unbelievable expression: "What is wrong with those people?"

Gu Li took off his sunglasses, After looking at ERIC, there was a fake smile like plastic glass on his face. She maintained that smile awkwardly, and she didn't say anything until the smile turned into two nasolabial folds around her mouth.

"You really don't remember me?" ERIC put on a very disappointed look, with a mixture of disappointment and anger, and a happy "professional" expression underneath.

"I'm not telling you not to stand up straight," yes, yes, yes! "ERIC looked particularly happy.

Nan Xiang and I smiled at each other and shrugged our shoulders.

"Oh, I remembered it. Gu Li looked like he suddenly understood, and then he added in a confused manner, "Then you are here to wash people's hair now?" "

ERIC paused for 2 seconds as if someone had shot him in the temple, then came back to life and said, "Gu Li, you really know how to joke, I am the business manager here." ”

“Store manager? ...It sounds like your career is not going well. What is this title for? Teach people how to wash their hair? "Gu Li glanced at the store and asked very naturally.

Nan Xiang handed the voucher to one of the clerks. I knew that she wanted to get rid of her classmates before Gu Li. Before Yanmao and ERIC announced that the voucher was invalid, they quickly cut their hair.

I understood Nan Xiang’s central idea as soon as I saw her eyes, so I dragged Gu Li and Tang Wanru along. , walked inside. Nan Xiang went to wash his hair in relief.

There were not many people in the store, so I took Gu Li for a while and went around to the manicure area. You have to kill time, and there are few people in this area. You can sit on the sofa and listen to music and read magazines. At the same time, there will be people to help you do your nails according to your wishes, which will make you satisfied, whether you want your nails to be studded with diamonds, Can you light up the night by stretching out your ten fingers? Or do you want to make your nails a personal weapon so that when you encounter a gangster, you can release half a liter of blood with just a poke? Manicurists can do it.

"How about a manicure treatment. "I pulled Gu Li and stretched my chin towards the row of colorful nail polishes.

"That's fine." Gu Li sat down and looked down at my hands. "These hands of yours are... It’s time to tidy things up, what should I say? These hands look a little too hard-working. People who don’t know you would think that you have just harvested 2 acres and 3 minutes of land in your hometown. Hurry up and do some hand care, Chai Huo Niu. "

I sat down with extremely complicated emotions. I was not convinced and said: "Don't underestimate Chai Huo Niu, the countryside is modernized now, and harvesters are used to harvest wheat, and their hands are stretched out. It's more watery than those in big cities. "

Tang Wanru nodded to support me, "Lin Xiao is right, I often see this exciting scene in the central 3rd set. In the endless green fields, the steel giant rotates gears. With a crash, countless amounts of wheat were harvested into the carriage. " Tang Wanru spoke very emotionally, as if she was reciting a primary school Chinese textbook. However, her longing eyes suddenly hesitated, and then she asked us in particular confusion: "But I have always been curious, what do you think of the fields in the wilderness? Here, those machines need to be started, where are the plugs plugged in? ”

Gu Li and I put on our sunglasses in silence again.

The blind Gu Li wanted to send Tang Wanru away, so she pulled her affectionately and said, "Ruru, look, this place is so big, you can take a stroll and find something." What kind of service can you do to make yourself beautiful and young? Don't worry about us, it's time to live for yourself, ah." I looked at Gu Li and she said it with emotion. Reason, I think she was almost moved.

Tang Wanru particularly agreed with it, and it seemed like it spoke to her heart. She said: "Yes, after so many years of sports, everyone said that I look older than you, older than my actual age. Gu Li, there are so many projects here, what do you think I should do to be able to do it?" How about making my appearance match my age?"

Gu Li thought for a moment and said very seriously: "Change the date of birth on your ID card to 1974."

Tang Wanru: "..."

After Gu Li and I finished doing our nails, the two of us spread our fingers like crabs and walked towards Nan Xiang with claws and teeth. Nan Xiang has finished washing her hair and is sitting next to the hairdresser, waiting for her hair to be cut. After washing, her dark hair has the luster of high-grade inkstone, making her look like a palace maid in a painting of ladies. So soft and moving.

Gu Li and I sat next to her with calm expressions but strange postures. We stretched out our fingers with all our strength and shook them a few times from time to time to let the nails dry as quickly as possible. It makes us look like two people dancing to Jazz. And Tang Wanru was standing behind us, looking like a security guard.

The barber put a bib around Nan Xiang's neck and asked: "Beauty, what kind of haircut do you want?"

"Fashionable!" I rushed to say. , "But not too fashionable."

Barber: "..." "It needs to be tempting!" Tang Wanru came up and narrowed her eyes, as if she was an expert and said, "But again Don’t be too seductive!” Barber: “…”

“It needs to look professional!” I crossed my hands, “But not too professional.” /p>

At this time, Gu Li couldn't help it any longer. She rolled her eyes quietly, with an impatient and disdainful expression on her face, and waved her hands to Tang Wanru and me, signaling us to leave. Her momentum was so strong, she was like Wu Zetian. I almost couldn't hold it back and silently muttered "Yes! Empress!"

Gu Li flicked his hair and said, "So Tell me, she needs a hairstyle that can arouse the desire of straight men when she walks into a party, but is just right so as not to arouse the disgust of gays, but at the same time not arouse the interest of lesbians. "Barber: "I understand." Tang Wanru and I sighed to ourselves.

Gu Li was even more proud, and she continued to play, "Moreover, this hairstyle should not be too coquettish or avant-garde. It should be able to seduce men in Puxi, but at the same time it would not be possible in a place with conservative folk customs like Pudong. Being beaten as a slut."

The barber was a little angry, "You are standing in a barber shop in Pudong now, what do you mean?"

Gu Li nodded, "So you can understand my fear now, right? How much risk did I take when I came to Pudong and walked out of the inner ring? For me, this is spending time with Lin Xiao in my sophomore year of high school. After we went to a farmhouse in the outer ring, it was the biggest adventure in my life. It shows how much I value friendship!”

Me: “…Hurry up and cut it!”

While Nan Xiang’s hair was getting shorter inch by inch, Tang Wanru sat on the sofa and meditated, as if she had entered a world of meditation (later she told me that she was watching "Into Science" on TV ...), while I was reading a gossip magazine boredly, and Gu Li continued to stay by Nan Xiang's side, pointing out Jiang Shan Ji Yang's words on Nan Xiang's hair. I watched the barber's face getting paler and paler. , very afraid that he would poke Gu Li with the scissors in his hand - if that happened, he would be dead, and he would be isolated, chewed up and spit out on the road to feed the praying mantises.

At this time, my cell phone rang.

When I turned on the screen and read the text message, I jumped up as if someone had stabbed me in the back of my neck with a pair of scissors. I stuffed the phone under Gu Li's nose. When she read the text message clearly, I clearly felt her take a breath of cold air. Her lid seemed to be lifted up in an instant, like a teapot lid being lifted. The steam rushed open and then closed with a "pop" sound.

On the screen of the mobile phone, Kitty's text message was concise and concise, "Gong Ming is in the hospital. Come quickly."

I looked at Gu Li and said, "I have to go quickly, right?"

Gu Li nodded, "Hurry up. If you have anything to do, call me. I have to watch Nan Xiang finish the haircut. I don't worry about handing over this girl to this man. As soon as it's over here I'll come find you." Through her worried face, I could see the hairdresser clenching his teeth behind her with bruises on her head.

I left the store, quickly hailed a car, and rushed to Puxi city anxiously. There was almost no traffic on the wide eight-lane road, the sun was shining brightly, and the world was crystal clear. I was sitting in the car, and the car was speeding on the road, like a small beetle crawling quickly.

At this moment, on the narrow road in the French Concession in Puxi, under the shade of the tall plane trees on both sides, there was another person who was as anxious as me. He has called Nan Xiang's mobile phone twice, but still no one answered.

Nan Xiang looked at the screen of her mobile phone. A strange number was flashing. She picked up the mobile phone, tilted the screen towards Gu, and said, "I don't know who this person is. He has been Call me."

Gu Li said, "Just pick up and ask." Nan Xiang shook his head, "I don't like answering unknown calls. If something happens, he will send a text message." Gu Li nodded. , "I can understand it too. In Pudong, it's not worth wasting long-distance roaming charges for a stranger." Nan Xiang: "..."

The shade of the trees is shaky and fine. The sun spots moved to his face from time to time, and the tall but delicate nose bridge raised a distinct outline on his face. He listened to the sound of being hung up on the phone, his face full of confusion and a bit stubborn at the same time. He dialed the number again.

Nan Xiang picked up the phone and sighed, "Isn't this person too persistent?" Just as he was about to shake his head, the barber held him down hard. Nan Xiang handed the phone to Gu Li. "You answer the call for me and ask who he is."

Gu Li took the call. As soon as the call was connected, before he could speak, the other party's voice of uncontrollable joy came from the phone. Come on, "Oh, you finally answered the phone. It's really hard to call you. It's like winning the lottery. I asked you to see an art exhibition before, remember? I'm in Lu Xun Park now, and there happens to be an art museum here. It's an excellent exhibition, do you want..." Before the other party could finish speaking, Gu Li said "I called you by mistake" and hung up the phone.

Under the shade of the tree, the young man's face was full of astonishment. He raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose that seemed to be itchy by the wind, and couldn't help but smile softly.

After Gu Li hung up the phone, he vaguely felt that the voice sounded familiar. She looked at the number in the call record on Nan Xiang's screen again. She took out her mobile phone and dialed the number. She just pressed the green call button, and the string of numbers on the screen quickly turned into two. Chinese text: