A person's happiness, not because he has more, but he is less calculating

In the train of the season, if you want to get off early, please don't push me awake pretending to sleep. This way I can sleep until the end and pretend not to know you have left.

The easiest things to lose: cell phone, wallet, keys, umbrella.

These four things you do not drop a few rounds back and forth, your life is not complete.

There was a rainy day taxi, could not hit, and struggled to stop a guest, carpooling away. At that time, I drank liquor for dinner and dizzy, and fell asleep when I got in the car and said the location. When I woke up, I found my wallet fell off the bottom of my feet, just want to bend down to pick it up, the driver said coldly: "Not yours, the last guest dropped."

I picked it up and looked at it, and it was my fucking wallet.

The driver insisted: "Not your, you say how much money inside, must be accurate to a few dollars and cents, in order to prove conclusively."

Because I'm afraid of losing my wallet, so I don't put my ID card inside, and I never remember how much money I've loaded. The driver didn't let go and almost pulled over to grab it from my hand.

I was trying to explain calmly with a big tongue, in the driver's cold gaze, I suddenly understood that he was trying to blackmail me.

In the nick of time, a weak girl's voice came from the back seat: "I can prove that the wallet is his, I watched the wallet slide out of his pants pocket."

The driver's face, honking the horn, head out of the window to the front shouted: "want to die do not look for my car ah, the rain to ride what electric, rushing to reincarnate for a Santana, right?"

After getting out of the car I stumbled a few steps, suddenly the girl came after me and said timidly: "Your keys, cell phone and umbrella."

I was shocked: "Why do you have them?"

The girl said, "You left them in the car."

It was still raining. The girl had an umbrella in her hand, but since it was mine, she didn't hold it. I also had an umbrella, but it was in her hand and I couldn't hold it. So both of them were drenched like a chicken.

I said, "Hahahahahaha you're not a liar, are you?"

The girl, who was tiny and shivering in the rain, said, "Here you go."

I took the change and she immediately ducked into the awning of the bus stop, probably because she had a different destination than me and had to return something to me, so she got off early.

I shouted, "This umbrella is for you!"

The girl shook her head.

Then she became my good friend. Her name is Yaoji, I called her the youngest chicken. She often attended the parties of a group of our friends, but and we do not fit in, and introverted personality. Whether it is KTV, or bar, are shrinking in the most corner of the place, hands holding a glass of lemonade, blinking eyes, listening to all the nonsense.

This group of people, Mao Mao even in the roadside stalls to eat barbecue, the spirit will also jump on the road to jump a folk dance, when the youngest chicken shocked hands of kebabs are falling down.

This group of people, Han Niu singing will only sing "Dad's straw sandals", a KTV will be ordered ten times in a row, singing to cry in pain before resting. Once he ordered twenty times, the nineteenth time, the youngest chicken heard vomited alive.

This group of people, Hu Yan speak without thinking. He saw the youngest chicken a girl was very cold, angry: "You can not take care of the feelings of the youngest chicken!" The youngest chicken just hands and feet shaking his head and said: "I'm fine ......" Hu Yan said: "You are with us there is not a kind of gang rape of the rush (feeling)?"

I told the youngest chicken: "You can not talk to everyone, next time do not participate."

The youngest chicken shook his head: "It's okay, your way of life I do not understand, but I can at least respect. And although you guys are messy, no one would lie to me and would be unreasonable. You don't envy others, you don't attack others, you live the way you want to. I can't do that, but I like you guys."

I said, "The youngest chicken you are good people."

The youngest chicken said, "You are the bad guy."

I said, "I will be good in the future, good enough to scare you to death."

Friends advised me, you rent a larger house, we will go to your house to drink and watch movies, but also save a lot of money. I said yes, and rented a bigger house. Everyone cheered and helped me move in together. After the things are organized, each person stuffed a red packet to me, said, when everyone rented.

The youngest chicken is red in the face, said: "I still work in the probationary period, can only contribute eight hundred."

I smiled, and suddenly felt that they suddenly have a deposit.

A group of people carried a box of beer, not waiting for me to put things in order, has been eating and drinking up.

The youngest chicken took advantage of everyone's inattention, hands clutching a water glass, sneaking around.

I followed her suspiciously and asked, "What are you doing?"

The youngest chicken said: "Shh, keep it down. Do you see my water cup is good? Spotted dog it."

I said: "generally good-looking it."

The youngest chicken said: "Everyone uses cups to drink, this is my special, I want to hide it, so others can not find, can not use my. Next time I come, I'll use this one. This is for my exclusive use."

She tilted her face up and said proudly, "I contributed eight hundred dollars, and it's time to have something for me in this house."

After that she started to carry the water cup around again.

Everyone had too much to drink. They fell on the sofa and the floor and passed out one by one.

I went to the balcony to continue to drink beer, look at the sky with a starry sky twinkling, remembering some things, the heart is very sad.

The youngest chicken tiptoed closer and said, "It's okay, it will all pass."

I said, "You know what I'm thinking?"

The youngest chicken said: "In thinking about others." She pointed to my hand and asked, "Is this a postcard that someone sent you?"

I said, "I was going to send it to someone else, but thought better of it."

I said, "The youngest chicken you will not become my girlfriend?"

The youngest chicken rolled his eyes and ran away.

I also drank too much, lying on the windowsill fell asleep. Hear the youngest chicken gently approaching, give me a blanket. She said, "I'm leaving, it's almost twelve o'clock."

I did not want to talk, so I lay down and pretend to sleep.

The youngest chicken suddenly cried and said, "I actually like you a lot. But I know you will never like me, if I am your girlfriend, you will one day leave me. I am a very stupid person, do not understand your world, so I can never get into your heart. But I believe more than anyone that you will be better, better than before, so good that it scares me to death."

The youngest chicken was gone. I sat up with difficulty and found that I could not find the postcard. Maybe the youngest chicken took it away.

The postcard is what I wanted to send to someone else, but thought better of it.

It reads.

I met you in the fall. Summer is about to pass, so you should wait for me in this place ten years ago. You are the moonlight brought by the ebbing tide, you are the bookmark rolled away by time, you are the brightness of each page held up by the stream. I hope autumn covers the track and all the stop signs say August is not finished. On the train of seasons, if you want to get off early, please don't push me who is pretending to sleep awake. This way I can sleep until the end and pretend not to know that you have left.

I look up, the night is late outside the window, the shadows of the trees are blown by the wind.

If you miss someone, you will become a breeze and gently sweep by his side. Even if he can't feel it, but that's all you're trying to do. This is what life is like, everyone becomes the wind they miss.

Later I left Nanjing. Before I left, everyone gathered money to pay my rent here.

I said no one was living here, so why rent it. Guanchun said: "How long you go out, we will keep this house for you. You keep losing things, and we don't want you to lose us all."

I wandered around, hitchhiking to Inaccessible. It broke down halfway, so I had to hike until sunset, when a hotel was available. Unfortunately, the bed was full and the owner gave me a quilt. I was wrapped in a blanket, lying in the corridor, seeing the bright starry sky. Drinking Xiao Er to keep warm, Guan Chun called me, chatting, mentioned the youngest chicken.

Guan Chun said, Missy went to the bar, and her family introduced a civil servant got married.

I do not know how she lives, a late night in Lugu Lake, I once received a phone call from the youngest chicken. She was sobbing on the other end of the phone, not talking, I did not speak, just quietly listening to the voice of a girl sad.

I do not know why she cried, maybe the civil servant was not good for her, or maybe she just drank too much.

Later, she did not contact me again. Even if I called, no one answered. After another two months, I called, and the number became empty.

More than a year later, I returned to Nanjing. The landlord told me that someone had been paying the rent for that house, and the keys hadn't even been changed, so I went straight in.

For more than a year, I lost a lot of things, but this key was not lost.

I came home and it was full of dust.

I tidied up and cleaned just the same.

While packing the cupboard, turned out all the clothes. It turned out that there was a water cup wedged in the middle of the duvet. Spotted dog's water cup.

I never found where the youngest chicken's cup.

So here it is.