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Da Zhuang wants to hold a memorial service for himself. Before that, he must consider how to die. Why don't you jump off the building? Anyway, you are standing on the roof now. It's just the right place at the right time. But it's ugly to fall to death. What's more, when someone else fell and shed a pool of blood, Wang Dazhuang could lose more than 200 kilograms of fat at most. Forget it, forget it, change it. Cut your wrist. The TV series says that as long as you cut the artery, you can see God in minutes. But cutting your wrist hurts too much. Da Zhuang usually works in the kitchen, and it hurts too much to cut his finger. It's too fucking hard to let him endure a minute of long pain. Change it to another one. It's still a long night. Take your time. After taking sleeping pills, the people who had been euthanized died peacefully and maintained good manners. How nice! But fucking sleeping pills need a doctor's certificate. Forget it, forget it, the days are still long, take your time.

Dazhuang put out the last cigarette, threw it on the rooftop, turned and disappeared into the darkness of the city. Da Zhuang lives in a small single room of 10 square meter, a humble abode for single men. There are scattered cigarette butts and leftover instant noodle buckets, which exudes a special masculinity. There are large moldy spots on the ceiling, and the sound of dragging tables and chairs upstairs and the quarrel between men and women in the carriage are staged simultaneously every day. Most young people who come to the North to drift complain about this ant-like life, but Da Zhuang feels fine, just having food, shelter and hunger. Go to sleep, go to sleep, I have to work tomorrow. As soon as the voice fell, this small single room was full of snoring.

Da Zhuang works in a small restaurant in Beijing Hutong, where there are the boss Jia, the proprietress and a waiter named Zhao Xianer. Da Zhuang especially likes Xiao Xianer. He thinks her name is beautiful and she is very watery. Dazhuang is the chef of this restaurant. This restaurant has been around for several years, and its business is ok at ordinary times. Although many people say that Boss Jia is too picky, he asks Da Zhuang to change his job in a restaurant. In any case, he cannot starve to death. Moreover, the old customers of the restaurant vowed that if Dazhuang left this restaurant, he would never come to this restaurant again. Every time I hear this, Da Zhuang just smiles and sends them away at will. Da Zhuang thinks the monthly salary is ok, just enough. Occasionally, when he is free, he can also give Xiaoxian a lipstick. He heard that many girls like the lipstick called YSL, but Da Zhuang doesn't understand it, but Xiao Xianer is happy when she is happy.

So who is Zhao Xianer who can confuse Daqiang fans? Zhao Xianer, like Da Zhuang, came to Beijing alone to work hard. When I was a child, Xiao Xianer saw the beauty of the outside world on TV, and the glamorous city made her lose her heart. From then on, she decided to go to Beijing, and one day those shiny clothes will be worn on her. She came to Beijing with a beautiful dream. Without a familiar friend and her poor Mandarin, she suddenly felt different from what she had imagined. Just passing by boss Jia's restaurant, I was penniless and forced to pull my face down and ask the boss for a bowl of noodles. Boss Jia saw the girl's watery appearance and told her to stay in the store as a waiter to make a living. So little Xianer stayed here for a year.

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There is a man named Wang Dazhuang in the shop. Every time he sees me, his eyes shine. I know he is very kind to me, but so what? I'm not like him. When the restaurant is not busy, he always chases me and keeps calling me Little Fairy! Fairy! I have told him several times that I don't like the name. Always sounds like a countryman, but he can't remember. Boss Jia always stares at me with an oblique eye. Whenever the boss's wife is away, he always takes the opportunity to catch me all. It's okay, it's okay. Anyway, I won't stay here for long. Now I have to make a living. Bear with it. I know my boss doesn't like me because I am young and beautiful. Although the boss didn't harass me in front of her, she always thought I was a fox and a scourge. "Zhao Xianer, Zhao Xianer. Serve food, and you will know that you will be fired one day if you lie all day! " The harsh voice of the old witch filled the ears of the little fairy. ""go ahead, go ahead. I don't want to wait on you for a long time. " Small XianEr thinking, went to the kitchen to prepare meals.

Big strong know little XianEr despises him. She knows that XiaoXianEr likes all kinds of luxury things, but even if Dazhuang smokes the cheapest cigarettes every month and only uses instant noodles to satisfy his hunger, he can only send XiaoXianEr some cosmetics for several hundred dollars. He knew that XianEr must want more than that. When I first came to Beijing, Dazhuang was also high-spirited, and felt that he would be able to break out of his own world in this place. He wants to be a singer, not just playing and singing, but being famous. Is the kind of singer who can be active in TV, newspapers and even famous websites. Wang Dazhuang put on his guitar and dreamed of music for three years. He tried to send his records to record companies and perform at various weddings. He will go as long as there is a chance to perform. Three years later, life turned him into a chef. A year ago, life brought Zhao Xianer to him. Da Zhuang feels very good now. As for the guitar, it should have been dusty in the corner of ten square meters.

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It was late at night, and people in the city became ghosts, shuttling in the dark.

Daqiang lay in bed and remembered his memorial service. Why did Da Zhuang hold a memorial service? Da Zhuang saw on TV that when a person died and held a memorial service, his friends, relatives and acquaintances would come to attend the memorial service. Everyone was very sad and cried for the deceased. Da Zhuang wants to know who will come to his memorial service and who will cry at the memorial service if he dies. He first thought of Xiao Xianer. Will she come? Da Zhuang really wants Xiao Xianer to attend his memorial service, which will make them closer. But Da Zhuang doesn't want to see Xiao Xianer cry. He thinks that Xianer's beautiful face should always smile. Forget it, forget it, I won't inform XiaoXianEr. Will boss Jia come? In fact, Da Zhuang feels that coming or not has little influence on himself, but after all, he is the boss, and he should also know whether he is reasonable or not. However, Mr. Jia, the chicken thief, must think that I called him here for money, so forget it. Where's the proprietress? The proprietress doesn't know herself very well, but she always finds fault with the little fairy, so forget it. Then who else? Dazhuang suddenly found that there are only three of them at present. Sleep, sleep, the days are still long, think again.

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There has been a change in the store recently. Little Xianer began to dress beautifully. Even if the proprietress gave him a cold look, she didn't care. There is also a man who drives a luxury car around a big circle every day and comes to this restaurant for dinner. The boss doesn't feel anything. Anyway, as long as he can make money, whatever his heart is. The proprietress has no feelings for this male guest except that she is "disorderly". But big and strong is different. Da Zhuang thinks this male guest must have something with Xiao Xianer. He was afraid to ask little Xianer for fear of being scolded. He doesn't want to ask boss Jia either, because he only cares about how much money he can earn that day. Daqiang has only one person watching secretly.

Recently, there was a guest driving a luxury car in the store. I feel that the only thrill has appeared, and I can get out of this hellhole soon. I feel that the male guest must be interested in me, otherwise he wouldn't have come all the way to this hutong restaurant that day. It must be so, for a year! One year! Finally, I can leave the fat, the boss Jia, and the bitch who will only scold me.

After half a month, Da Zhuang finally observed the problem, because the fairy disappeared and the male guest disappeared. Little Xianer didn't even get this month's salary, didn't quit, and just went out of thin air. Da Zhuang didn't panic, he knew this day would come sooner or later. He continued to take a meager salary, squeezed into a single room of 10 square meters, and occasionally changed a pack of cigarettes. After all, he doesn't have to buy lipstick anymore.

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Da Shi Zhuang couldn't figure out who else to invite to his memorial service, so death became meaningless. Wang Dazhuang still drags his fat body to the restaurant in the hutong every morning and returns to the small single room after work at ten o'clock in the evening.

That day, Wang Dazhuang went to work as usual and was hit by an oncoming car. His 200 kg body really didn't fly far, and finally it was scattered on the zebra crossing next to the car. Da Zhuang heard quarrels, sirens and ambulances. "It's all your fault, I told you to drive slowly", "Call the police and call an ambulance", "Hey, hey, post it online quickly, it will definitely be angry". Da Zhuang felt that the world was noisy for the first time. If he dies, who will attend the memorial service? Before he closed his eyes, he seemed to see the fairy again. Well, just Xianer, but Xianer, you can't cry.

Wang Dazhuang died at the age of 25.