things in April

Chapter 2

The door opened, and there was a smell of no one living there.

Wei Lai never decorates a room. There are only the most necessary supplies in the room to meet the most basic living needs. In his words, he will not be sad when he leaves, nor will he miss him when he returns.

Who cares about an almost empty house?

He closed the door, took off his clothes, and laid down layers of skin on the ground, which used to be his second skin.

Entering the bathroom, the shower head was turned on, and the water pipe buzzed for a while, like eating a bad stomach, and then the hot water came up and sprayed out the shower.

It was very comfortable. The last time I took a bath was at the Ice Lake.

The first layer of shaving foam didn't foam, and black water flowed down his cheeks and chin. Looking down, there were streaks of dirty trickles spreading all over his body, converging into one place at the drain, whirling around.

Shaving, shorting hair with an electric pusher, black mud grows into the skin's veins, can only use a brush dipped in soap to wash, the water is constantly flowing, and the soap is washed for the third time. They were all surprised: how did you endure it?

After thinking about it, I actually couldn't bear it, that kind of environment. I had no choice.

Closing the hood, the bathroom was suddenly quiet and the hot steam dissipated. Even with the heating, the coolness instantly enveloped his body. Wei Lai wrapped a towel around his waist and walked to the front of the mirror, reaching out to wipe the mist off the mirror.

The man's face has sharp edges and corners, his chin is dark blue after shaving, his shoulders and neck are naked, and his muscles are strong and iron.

The front of the eye is very cold, it is not ruled out that it has been frozen these days.

The eyes are bright and not cloudy, and the fish can improve their eyesight, which may have something to do with eating too many fish in the ice lake these days.

Thin lips pursed. It is said that men with thin lips are ruthless. This is not true. He is not very ruthless personally, but he is not very affectionate about anything.

I have to admit that I still look a little more pleasing to the eye now. When Erin sees it, she will probably fall in love with him again.

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Wei Lai bagged the changed clothes and threw them into the garbage passage between the corridors. The moment the gate was closed, he suddenly couldn't bear it. He pressed his ear to the wall and heard the muffled sound of the garbage falling to the bottom.

It's like a kind of announcement, all the seals show that the washing is washed and thrown away, and a period has passed.

The moment he went back to the room, pulled the curtains, went to sleep, and lay on the bed, the phone rang and the elk sent a text message.

——Tomorrow at half past ten, the old place.

He said "Okay", as if the elk could hear it, then turned off the phone, his eyelids were heavy, and he fell into the black sweetness.

I slept very badly. Outside the window, another freezing rain fell in Helsinki.

This sleep lasted for more than 24 hours. When I woke up, the twilight was lying over the city, leaving only some exposed white edges that were not completely covered.

Wei Lai pulled down the aluminum alloy folding ladder attached to the ceiling window and went up to the attic with a cigarette and a lighter. The floor of the attic was covered with a thin layer of ash. The skylight is double-glazed for cold protection and sound insulation. He pushed away from the inside, grabbed the window frame, and turned up the slope.

The sound of the city was overwhelming, and Wei Lai walked two steps on the shingles, sat down on the cold and wet sloping roof, and lit a cigarette.

Looking down, Helsinki is like a steaming pot that has just been opened, full of popularity.

Wei Lai has his understanding of "popularity": most people are under two meters in height, and people can emit body odor, breath, talk, fight, communicate emotions, hysteria, or die, all of which require the use of qi, and all these gases are mixed, circulated, boiled, and overturned at a height of about two meters, so the correct division of the atmosphere should be: the ground gas layer, the air layer, and the air layer.

Both the elk and the cocoa tree went up with him to overlook the "popularity" and asked him the same question.

——What can you see?

Wei Lai replied: "I can see a lot of stories, which happened, fermented, and disappeared."

Cocoa Tree: "Nonsense."

Elk: "You Chinese are so wonderful."

When it got dark, in the northeast, the ball light held by the giant statue of Helsinki Central Railway Station came on. Wei Lai put out his cigarette butt on the shingle and turned through the window to go back to his room.

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He pushed open the door of the bar again. It was 9 p.m. The bar was playing "killing me killing you", a song by the death metal band. There was an old man rolling m*******a in the corner by the door, and the young man waiting by the side couldn't wait, his eyes were burning.

Wei Lai walked straight to Erin at the bar.

As expected, Erin's eyes were full of surprise and her smile was full of joy. The "Wei" call was so affectionate that even the king cobra tattooed on her neck was so charming that she became Bai Suzhen who first saw Xu Xian in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Wei Lai dragged the high bar stool and sat down, taking out his wallet from his arms: "croissant, cold beer, vodka, red wine."

Erin gave him a cold beer first, and when the beer mug was pushed over, Wei Lai was shaking his wallet with force—

Only one coin fell, a straight line rolled out from the bar, hit the jellyfish tank, and fell.

It's the euro, with half a map of Europe on the coin side, with the words "50 Euro cent" on the side.

0.5 euros, about less than 4 yuan RMB.

Erin became wary, and the beer glass stopped halfway.

Wei said, "On credit."

"Where's your money?"

"spent."

"So much money!"

"It's spent." Wei Lai listed the places to spend money, "I hired an icebreaker to break a hole in the icy port. It was spectacular, like a huge wedge embedded in the Arctic Ocean. I took a picture and wanted to show it to you, but then, at minus thirty degrees, the camera froze."

He smiled and patted the back of Erin's hand: "Don't you love me? Take credit."

Erin is very principled: "Loving you is one thing, money is another."

Wei Lai felt that his lover was still better than China. He loved you so much that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were covered in blood. He gritted his teeth: "I really can't see where you love me."

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When I first met Wei, Erin hadn't opened a bar yet. The first thing Wei said was, "Are you Japanese?"

She clearly remembered that Wei Lai's face was a little gloomy, and after a while, he said, "Chinese."

China? Where is that? In Erin's world map, there are only Germany, northern Europe, the surrounding wilderness, and the yellow race. She only knows about the Japanese and Indians.

To get closer to Wei Lai, she felt that it was necessary to learn about China. When she came home and passed the video store that night, she asked the boss, "Is there a movie about China? It needs to be famous, and now is the best."

The boss pouted his butt and rummaged through the cardboard box at his feet for a while, and handed one to her with a firm tone: "This, it's very famous."

That is Zhang Yimou's film, "No One Can Be Missed", which tells the story of rural areas, illiteracy, poverty, and outlook. It has won many awards in Europe.

Erin read it twice and thought that it was so easy to chew through China. When she saw Wei Lai the next day, she looked familiar with China and asked him, "You went to the school when you were young, and you had to climb a few mountains. ?"

Wei Lai was smoking at the time, and he didn't speak for a long time. The cigarette butt was placed beside the beer glass, and the accumulated ashes were thrown into the wine.

Then he looked at her and said word by word, "You really should read more news and take care of the world."

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Erin agreed to let Wei take credit for two reasons.

First, Wei Lai has good credits and never really owes money; second, he said that he will come to live tonight.

Coming to work means bringing money. The last time he came to work, he brought back a bulging pack of banknotes. After an expensive and perverted Arctic Circle vacation, he became a pauper.

This is not a normal attitude to life. Erin was worried. She looked at Wei Lai, who was sitting not far away, through the smoky atmosphere of the bar. She was determined to find a suitable opportunity to persuade him.

Wei Lai grabbed a croissant, dipped it in the salt sprinkled on the dinner plate, and put it in his mouth, a woman with an enchanting figure came up beside him, wearing a wrapped black skirt and heavy black and gold eyeshadow. , like Cleopatra.

The voice is sexy and hoarse: "Won't you invite me for a drink?"

Wei said, "Okay."

Cleopatra smiled sweetly, her waist twisted, and she slid into his arms with ease. The lace neckline was very low, and a deep groove under the milky white squeeze was embedded in his eyes.

Like the opening made by an icebreaker.

The woman stretched out her hand to hang around his neck, and her red lips were close to his face. When she was about to arrive, Wei Lai suddenly controlled her and said, "Don't move. Did you use Chanel's lipstick?"

Shade 99, red, why does it look like the lips of the reindeer seen in the Lapland forest?

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Erin watched with cold eyes, thinking that the scene would turn into two people hugging and leaving, but who knew that five minutes later, Cleopatra left with a glass of wine, looking for a new target?

She was overjoyed and brought a cheesecake over: "Send it."

He asked again, "Didn't you see it?"

Wei said, "There is a situation."

Erin approached curiously, and he lowered his voice: "I've been a little bit cold this time. With such a woman in my arms, I don't have any reaction. I have to get used to it."

The old ancestor didn't lie to him, he was full of warmth and lust, and he was starving and cold for four months. He didn't think much about women, such as in Cleopatra's paragraphs, all his mind came up with Finnish travel landscape films.

Erin hates: "Maybe it's frozen and necrotic."

Wei Lai took the croissant and rubbed the remaining salt in the dish vigorously: "Why are you so cruel? The frozen ones are dead, what can you gain?"

Erin wanted to say something else when the wall clock on the wall suddenly struck the time.

At ten o'clock, the three-sided LCD rear-projection TV hanging high above the bar turned on at the same time.

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Erin's bar is called "we care about the world", and it's not without reason: every night at ten o'clock, it broadcasts world news.

The regulars all know this rule and are happy to abide by it. Whether it's picking up girls or clubs, at ten o'clock, they will stop being fully engaged.

Most of them left the bar and probably never even opened the news channel.

Wei was very pleased to see it. He had no news for four months. Every piece of news was like a blood vessel, gurgling the real world into his blocked and dry blood vessels.

Japan earthquake, Indonesia crater spewing smoke, American school shooting, Chechen terrorist leader killed by Russia...

Another one.

"Today is the seventh day since the Saudi oil tanker Sirius was hijacked by Somali pirates, and there is still no news of the 25 hostages on board. According to insiders, the pirates demanded a ransom of $20 million..."

20000000! US dollars!

Wei Lai couldn't help thinking about his own 0.5 Euro.

Really... it's better to be a pirate.