Are you very familiar with her?
Ah Feng is looking for a place to live recently. He had a bit of a disagreement with his landlord and doesn't want to continue living there. Since it's almost the end of the month, he's decided to move out and find a new place to live.
When they played basketball last time, Afeng mentioned it to Zhou Junchang. At first, Afeng wanted to live with Zhou Junchang, but Zhou Junchang refused without hesitation, showing no sign of disgust.
Ah Feng, settling for second best, shouted, "Then how about I live in the same building as you? Let's be neighbors."
Zhou Jun usually lives not far from Mingyue Night, just a few streets away, and it only takes about ten minutes by taxi.
Zhou Jun often heard A Feng say that they lived in the same building, so his tone softened slightly, and he casually said, "Whatever."
Little did anyone know that the house where Zhou Jun usually lived was already full.
Zhou Jun often called the landlord in front of A Feng. After hearing this, he thanked him and then put his phone back in his pocket without any expression.
Ah Feng's eyes nearly popped out of his head, his mouth agape: "What? It's fully booked? Is your house that sought after? Is there some kind of treasure inside?"
Zhou Jun looked at A Feng as if he were an idiot for a while, then uttered two words indifferently: "You're sick!"
Since he couldn't live with Zhou Jun, A Feng decided to go and look at other places. He even asked Zhou Jun to come along, saying that he would come and give his opinion and have Zhou Jun take a look at the feng shui.
In fact, Zhou Junchang knew exactly what Ah Feng was up to. Ah Feng just wanted Zhou Jinchang to help him move his luggage.
What era are we living in? People still talk about feng shui.
Zhou Jun didn't want to say much, so he didn't expose him. Helping his brother wasn't a big deal in itself.
Zhou Jun arrived at the place where A Feng was going to look at the house today.
The landlady was a woman, around 50 years old, with short hair and a perm, very much like the landlady in TV dramas.
However, he speaks in a very gentle and mild manner.
"Brother, look at my house, it's all very secure. If you live alone, a one-bedroom apartment is perfect..." Then he vividly described how convenient it would be to move in.
Zhou Jun stood to the side without saying a word; one could only know the answer to this by seeing the house.
Only you know what makes you most comfortable.
The landlady led the two into the empty house and then began to speak: "I'm not lying to you, this house even has a kitchen, so you can easily cook for yourself. And the bedroom is more than enough for one person, the bed is a two-meter double bed, spacious enough for one person, and two people can sleep in it too..."
Afterwards, the landlady took the two people to see other empty houses. Every time they entered a house, the landlady would talk incessantly about it, without repeating a single word.
While the landlord wasn't looking, Afeng secretly gave Zhou Junchang a thumbs-up. Zhou Junchang saw it and smiled. Then the two of them pretended nothing had happened and continued listening to her introduction.
After going around in circles, Ah Feng was still confused by the landlord's explanation, so he asked Zhou Junchang, "Which one do you think is better?"
Zhou Junchang said indifferently, "Who's staying here, you or me? You can stay wherever you feel more comfortable."
"I think your house is quite nice. Please help me choose one according to your requirements."
Ah Feng crouched down and whispered, "Don't you also think the first one is better?"
Zhou Junchang didn't speak for a few seconds before replying, "Hmm."
In fact, this is often the case. The first one is always the most special. So when you meet the first one, you already have the answer in your heart. No matter how many more you meet later, for most people, the first one still leaves the deepest impression. So when you come back to the beginning, you choose the first one again.
Finally, Ah Feng decided to choose the first house he looked at today.
The apartment is on the third floor, without an elevator, but it's not too high. There's a night market a few streets away, and a bus stop not far away, so transportation is quite convenient.
The landlord was very generous; the two of them signed a two-month contract right away, and would decide whether to continue living there after two months.
After signing the contract, Zhou Junchang prepared to leave.
Just as they reached the door, Ah Feng grabbed their shoulders and pulled them back.
"Come on, since you're here, help me out."
Zhou Jun often laughed and scolded, "Get lost!"
The boy didn't have much stuff to begin with, and he was also very strong, so the two of them finished moving it in just a few trips.
After the two finished moving the last load of things, they lay straight down on the sofa, their legs propped up on the armrests, their posture completely unseemly.
The sofa wasn't small, but with two big men lying on it, there wasn't much room left.
The only thing in the house was an electric fan, which swung its head back and forth, making a "whooshing" sound.
Sunlight streamed in through the window, and the two of them lay there, falling asleep without realizing it. When they woke up, an entire afternoon had passed.
Zhou Jun moved his slightly sore and numb arms, then glanced out the window again.
Winters get dark early, and the room lights are off right now, with only some lights from the shops outside shining in, making the interior furnishings vaguely visible.
Zhou Jun groped around in the dark and turned on the light. A-Feng was startled in his sleep and yawned, saying, "I fell asleep without realizing it."
Zhou Jun went into the bathroom to wash his face, and then walked to the window to look at the scene outside.
Strange, Zhou Junchang wants to smoke again.
I get a magical feeling every time I stand in front of the window.
Ah Feng asked, "What do you want to eat?"
Then, remembering that there was a kitchen in the house, she asked, "Should we eat out or eat at home?"
Zhou Jun was somewhat surprised and joked, "At home? What's wrong? You ordered takeout to eat at home?"
Ah Feng laughed: "Come to my house for dinner, and I'll show you my skills."
"Forget it, I still want to see the sun rise tomorrow."
Zhou Jun was joking. Although he wasn't particularly fond of Ah Feng's cooking, that wasn't the main reason. If they cooked at home and didn't have any ingredients, they'd have to go out to buy them, then come home and cook, wasting time. It was more cost-effective for the two of them to eat out.
"Let's go, I heard there's a night market behind here."
The two of them went into a stall and casually ordered a few dishes. They had been moving things and taking a nap in the afternoon, so they hadn't eaten much all day and their stomachs were empty. They sat down and didn't say much, just focused on eating.
After the two finished eating, they paid the bill and prepared to go back. On the way back, Afeng put his arm around Zhou Junchang's shoulder and said, "Why don't you sleep at my place tonight? You can help me warm up the room."
Zhou Junchang put his hands in his pockets and slowly replied, "No, you can keep the new house for yourself."
The two were talking and smiling as they walked when Zhou Junchang suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.
Xu Li, carrying a bag and wearing high heels, got out of the taxi.
Zhou Jun took out his phone and checked the time. It was around 7 p.m., which was Xu Li's usual time to get off work.
What is Xu Li doing here after get off work?
Ah Feng seemed to have spotted Xu Li as well, and patted Zhou Junchang on the shoulder: "Isn't that Xu Li? Or am I seeing things because I've had too much to drink?"
The two of them were walking arm in arm along the roadside, feeling quite relaxed. But that relaxed feeling vanished the moment Zhou Jun saw Xu Li.
What is Xu Li doing here?
Zhou Junchang frowned slightly.
They were quite a distance apart, and it was a night market with people coming and going, so Xu Li didn't see Zhou Junchang.
Ah Feng suddenly remembered that he hadn't been drinking tonight, and said excitedly, "That's not right, I didn't drink tonight, so it must be Xu Li!"
Ah Feng shouted loudly at Zhou Junchang, thinking that Zhou Junchang, who was silent beside him, hadn't seen it.
But someone saw Xu Li long before Ah Feng. Zhou Jun often felt like a dog, seeing Xu Li's head before she even appeared. This feeling made him itch with desire and was very uncomfortable.
By the time the two of them reached the spot where Xu Li had been, Xu Li was long gone.
Ah Feng asked in confusion, "Where is she?"
Zhou Junchang didn't see Xu Li's shadow and suddenly got a little angry. He picked up where Afeng left off and said, "Are you very familiar with her?"
I don't know, why do you need to know?
Ah Feng didn't notice anything wrong with the person in front of him: "No."
"..."
Ah Feng, seeing the man's somewhat dark face, explained, "Well, I was just asking, out of curiosity."
Finally, Zhou Junchang simply shook his head, leaving behind his back.
Ah Feng shouted at Zhou Junchang's retreating figure, "You're really not going to sleep here?"
Zhou Jun often put the hood of his clothes on his head and continued walking.
Ah Feng scratched his head and muttered to himself, "What happened? It was fine just now..."
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**
Zhou Ji saw Zhou Junchang's message when he returned to his office after a meeting.
It was a meeting that lasted nearly two hours.
A group of people sat around a conference table, each sticking to their own opinions and fighting for more benefits for themselves.
On the surface, they seem full of sincerity, but who knows if they're actually in cahoots behind the scenes...
In this treacherous world of self-interest, Zhou Ji had had enough of the mutual suspicion and the selfishness that prioritized profit... In such a world, anyone would slowly become numb.
Saying they've had enough is really just a way of saying they've gotten used to it.
Zhou Ji knew he had no power to change things, so he could only get used to it.
Zhou Ji didn't know if he would be assimilated at some point in the future. Would he suddenly agree with their methods? Would he also start thinking in their way?
He disagreed but was powerless to change it. Living in a world he didn't fit in was a torment for anyone, as if he had become an outcast, unable to retreat or advance.
Sometimes Zhou Ji would want to give up. Perhaps for him, there was really no point in sticking to his principles. But there was always a voice constantly reminding him that he could not be like them and could not become a businessman full of the stench of money.
Zhou Ji stood on the top floor of the building, looking down at the entire city.
Zhou Ji was not surprised by Zhou Junchang's decision, because in his view, Zhou Junchang would have made the same decision no matter what.
However, when he saw Zhou Junchang's message, he still felt a sense of emptiness in his heart.
He knew he was beyond saving.
He was melancholy, he was lost, but he was helpless.
Zhou Junchang might have sensed something from Zhou Ji's words, but he didn't ask any further questions.
Zhou Jun often said in his messages that he had his reasons for choosing to stay at Mingyue Night, but he never revealed what those reasons were.
Perhaps Zhou Junchang was unwilling to admit it, and then he went through a strong internal struggle. Perhaps he himself was still unaware that some emotions were quietly sprouting and growing inside him.
Perhaps by the time he finally realizes the truth, those vines will have already firmly imprisoned his heart.
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