In the splendid private room of Jianye International Hotel, a group of well-dressed men and women exchanged glasses and drank with red faces.
"Mr. Chen, please take care of your future business."
"Mr. Chen, let me toast you again. You can do whatever you want. I'll do it."
< p>"Mr. Chen, I wish you prosperity and prosperity in the future."······
The protagonist at the wine table is called Chen Hansheng, who basically toasts or flatters the sum total He has connections.
"I don't know which woman is so lucky to marry a man like Mr. Chen."
A woman with a blushing face picked up the wine glass and said delicately.
Thirty-five-year-old Chen Hansheng is when a man’s energy, experience, and ability are at their peak. His social status gives him a free-spirited mentality. Coupled with his good conversation, it is common for him to attract the attention of women. Something.
"Ms. Zhang, don't you know? Mr. Chen is not married yet, but he is a real diamond king." Someone immediately started singing along.
"That must be because Mr. Chen has too high standards and looks down on us rouge fans."
The woman replied with a smile, then handed over a business card with both hands, her eyes flowing. With tears dripping down his face, he said softly: "Mr. Chen's business is very big, but he also has to find a balance between family and career."
Chen Hansheng politely took the business card, but the two The moment someone touched her, he suddenly felt an itch in his palm. It turned out that Miss Zhang stretched out her index finger and gently slid it on the palm of his hand, and then stared at him lovingly.
Chen Hansheng smiled casually and sat down calmly.
After the entertainment, most of the people at the wine table were drunk. When the beautiful woman named Zhang left, she reluctantly glanced at Chen Hansheng.
Chen Hansheng understood and made a gesture of making a phone call, and then she smiled happily.
The subordinate came over and said: "Mr. Chen, I will take you back."
"No need."
Chen Hansheng waved his hand: "I'm in the new building in the opposite community." I bought a house and just drove back, it’s less than 100 meters away.”
After his subordinates left, Chen Hansheng slowly walked back to the Land Rover, leaning his head back on the leather seat with his face on it. Revealing deep tiredness.
After every social gathering, besides having a stomach full of drinks, my mood is always inexplicably depressed, and there is even a feeling of emptiness that I don’t know what to do with.
When people are in the arena, they cannot help themselves.
"Huh."
Chen Hansheng exhaled heavily. If he were to use money to evaluate happiness in a vulgar way, he was actually happier than most people, and he really shouldn't complain too much.
When he turned on the car stereo, fastened his seat belt and was about to start the car, Chen Hansheng suddenly touched a hard object in his pocket. It turned out to be the business card of the beautiful Ms. Zhang at the party.
"Zhang Mingrong, the name is not bad."
Chen Hansheng smiled, then flicked the delicate business card.It slid through an arc in the night and landed on the ground, and then the Land Rover tires rolled over it mercilessly.
Adult vanity fair is always about playing tricks, and whoever takes it seriously is a fool.
In the Land Rover, the melody of "Five Hundred Miles from Home" floated back and forth.
If you miss the train I'mon
If you cross my train
You will know that Iamgone
You will know that I am far away
Youhear thewhistleblow
You can hear it roaring
Ahundredmiles
A hundred miles away
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The lyrics of this song are far from Chen Hansheng's current life, but the artistic conception deeply affected him. The frequent use of numerals and repetitions expresses the hardships of life's journey.
In ancient and modern times, at home and abroad, people who left their hometowns to seek a living were either rich or poor. However, no matter whether they were rich or poor, the sorrow of separation in their hearts was always indelible.
"I haven't seen my parents for a long time, why not go and see them overnight."
Thinking of this, Chen Hansheng subconsciously turned the steering wheel under the influence of the afterglow of foreign wine. .
Suddenly, a burst of dazzling white light shone from the side, and there was a loud "bang", and Chen Hansheng didn't know anything.
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"Hansheng, wake up quickly, the bus is about to arrive."
In a daze, Chen Hansheng was A voice woke me up, I opened my eyes to the dazzling sunlight, and my head felt the sting of alcohol.
"Damn it, I won't drink so much next time."
Chen Hansheng frowned and cursed.
"Yesterday was the last class party in high school. Everyone drank a lot. Besides, it doesn't matter if you were frustrated in love and got drunk."
The speaker was a 17 or 18-year-old The boy on the left was slightly chubby and had a dark complexion. He grinned again: "I have long advised you not to confess your love to Xiao Rongyu. You insist on giving it a try while the college entrance examination is over. What's the result?"
"If you like her so much, you are just a fool."
After the fat man finished speaking, he was a little unhappy when he saw Chen Hansheng looking straight at him: " You said something bad about Xiao Rongyu and you got angry?"
"We are playmates who grew up together, and you and she have only been high school classmates for three years. Treat the matter as a memory and let it drift away in the wind."
Seeing that he was going to keep nagging, Chen Hansheng couldn't help but interrupt: "Who are you?"
< p>"Me!?"The young man's face was surprised at first, and then turned into anger. After the bus arrived at the stop, he pulled Chen Hansheng, who was walking arrogantly, out of the car, and said loudly: "Broken love again.It’s not amnesia. I am your good brother Wang Zibo. Have you forgotten that your name is Chen Hansheng? ”
“Wang Zibo? "
Chen Hansheng does have a good friend named Wang Zibo, but he is currently not in the country.
"Isn't Wang Zibo in Iraq? ”
“You damn Chen Hansheng, Iraq is in such chaos now, and the Americans are preparing to fight Saddam, are you cursing me to die early?” ”
This time Chen Hansheng didn’t speak, because he was staring at the reflective glass on the bus stop in a daze. The person reflected on it was also a teenager, familiar but unfamiliar, with a little furry beard on his mouth. .
The sky is blue and cloudless, the road is still dirt, the flying dust can be seen clearly in the sunshine, and the loudspeaker of the barber shop on the roadside is playing loudly.
"Watch the meteor shower fall with you on this earth, and let your tears fall on my shoulders..."
Combined with the scene in front of you, plus playing in the streets and alleys Chen Hansheng's head suddenly felt a little dizzy. This clichéd scene actually happened to him. Suddenly, his stomach was churning again. Chen Hansheng couldn't help but walked to the side of the road and vomited.
Wang Zibo. He didn’t dislike it either, he came over and patted his back to comfort him: “It will be fine after you vomit. "
After vomiting out all the contents in his stomach, Chen Hansheng gradually regained consciousness, and Wang Zibo's current image finally gradually overlapped with his memory.
"Where are we going now? "Chen Hansheng raised his head with difficulty.
"Go to the school to get the admission notice. "
Wang Zibo is no longer surprised now. The strangeness of him being a good friend comes from the confession that had no beginning and no end last night.
After saying this, Chen Hansheng really remembered that he was I went to school with Wang Zibo to get the admission notice. I had two copies, and Wang Zibo had one.
This year is not 2019, it is 2002.
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