The old streets of the county town have low buildings and gray walls.
The rent is 350, water and electricity are not included.
Her roommate is a tattoo artist who is in debt. He is cool, talks little, and can help her blow dry her hair.
There is a tattoo shop called "Life and Death" at the end of the alley.
The guest looked at Zhou Jiang: "This girl has a worse temper than me."
Zhou Jiang didn't even raise her head: "You can pretend better than Chi Yu."
The guest said again: "You don't look like a good person."
Zhou Jiang sneered: "You don't look human."
Later, a loan shark came to the door and Chi Yu was pressed against the wall.
Without changing his expression, Zhou Jiang picked up half a brick, smashed it against the mahjong parlor not far away, and took advantage of the chaos to drag Chi Yu away.
The summer evening wind in Kuping County is airtight. It climbs over garbage piles, covers moss walls, and wraps people's bodies in moisture.
She pushed Chi Yu deep into the alley, her back pressed against the wet wall, and she was panting so hard that she couldn't speak.
Chi Yu leaned against the opposite wall, lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth. The firelight illuminated his face, with blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were cold and fierce.
He turned his head to look at her and said in a low voice, "Are you scared?"
Zhou Jiang regained her breath, and her voice was as cold as ever: "I'm afraid that if you die, no one will share the rent with me."
Chi Yu laughed and said, "Don't worry, I won't bear to die until the debt is repaid."
They were the only two people left in the alley.
Zhou Jiang looked at him, suddenly feeling evil, and blew smoke in his face.
White mist covered his face and eyes, but he didn't hide.
In the cardboard box next to it, a cat turned over lazily.
Chi Yu said without any end: "Don't bully the cat."
Zhou Jiang narrowed her eyes: "What?"
His Adam's apple rolled down, "... Don't bully me."
Others laughed at him for being picked on, saying that Zhou Jiang was cold and careless.
But he smiled openly: "I was holding the fishing rod in my mouth and moving up. When she appeared, I couldn't walk."
"No need for a hook, I will follow you eagerly."
——We are accomplices, the only fellow travelers in the mud.
World-weary poisonous tongue × market wildness
Noble body and mind｜Double cleanliness and double C｜Literature of county rental houses
Intention: Study hard and make progress every day
