The cell phone in his pocket vibrated twice. This was the fifth time in three minutes. Jiang Yan opened his eyes.

The car has been driving for almost three hours. The sky outside the window is still very gloomy. The girl sitting next to her is still sleeping, her head is firmly resting on his shoulder, and the right shoulder is numb.

He shrugged a little irritably. The girl just tilted her head. He pushed the girl's head away with his fingers, but within a few seconds, her head buckled back on his shoulder.

This action has been repeated many times, and he felt that the girl was not asleep, and the effect was unconscious.

Irritability.

How long can I get to the station? He doesn't know. When he got the ticket, he didn't check it. He just knew that he was going to a small town that he hadn't even heard of before the trip.

Life is wonderful.

When the phone vibrated for the sixth time, Jiang Yan sighed and took out the phone.

-what happened?

-Why didn't you mention anything to go before?

-Why did you leave suddenly?

-Why didn't you tell me?

How how how why why why why blablablabla ...

The news came from Yu Xin. It is estimated that I couldn't make a call during the make-up class. At a glance, it was all question marks.

When he was about to put the phone back in his pocket, the seventh message came over.

-If you don't reply, we will break up!

It was finally not a question mark. He breathed a sigh of relief, shut down the phone, and put it back in his pocket.

Breaking up didn't make much sense to him. The love of two months on the high school campus was nothing more than what other classmates said. Someone brought you early. There was an exclusive cheerleader for playing. What degree

Looking at the constantly changing and seemingly the same scenery outside the car window, the broadcast finally revealed the destination of Jiang Yan. The girl next to her head moved and seemed to be awake. He quickly drew a red marker from the schoolbag, pulled out the cap, and turned it around.

The girl woke up, raised her face, and put a big stamp on her forehead, practicing her magical skills.

After encountering his eyes, the girl wiped the corners of her mouth, touched her phone and lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry."

Didn't hear any apologies? Jiang Yan smiled meaningfully at her, the girl froze, and her eyes fell on the rotating marker in his hand.

Jiang Yan set his cap on the pen fiercely and clicked.

Two seconds later she covered her face suddenly, stood up and rushed over to the bathroom.

Jiang Yan also stood up and looked out the window of the car, gloomy all the way here, and finally it snowed. He took off his suitcase from the luggage rack, put on his jacket, walked to the door, pulled out his mobile phone and turned on the machine.

The phone was quiet, and Yu Xin's message didn't ring again, nor did she miss it.

I feel this is the most satisfying time for Yu Xin since these days, it is not easy.

But no one other than Yu Xin had contacted him.

For example, he thought he would come to pick up the station.

Following the crowd out of the station, Jiang Yan pulled the zipper of his down jacket to his head and watched this city that seemed grey in the cold winter.

The chaos and rundown around the train station was his first impression of the city.

No, this is a second impression. The first impression is that when Mom said, "Go back, there is your real home," he was completely confused.

He dragged the box to the south of the station square. There were few people and there was a small street next to it. There were small hotels with various feelings that could not go out and small restaurants that felt poisoned.

He sat on the trunk, took out his cell phone and looked at it, but no one was contacted.

He had both the phone number and address, but he didn't want to move, didn't want to talk or move, he felt the smoke out of his pocket, and he suddenly came here, full of deep, inexplicable, dazed Desperate, angry.

Staring at the ice on the ground while angry, he touched the lighter from his pocket, leaning back against the cold wind to light a cigarette, and sighed, watching the smoke spreading out in front of him.

If this is shown to the head teacher, I don't know what to say.

But it's okay, he's already here, a long distance, not to mention the class teacher, even someone who has lived with him in a room for more than ten years, may not meet again.

It is estimated that no one would stare at him for smoking in this small broken school in the small broken city.

The cigarette was only half smoked and Jiang Yan was a bit too cold to carry it. He stood up and planned to take a taxi to find a place to eat first. After taking the box and taking a step, he felt that something had hit his ankle. Not small, it hurts him a while.

He frowned and looked back, seeing a skateboard behind him.

Then without waiting for him to look up and see where the skateboard came from, a man fell to his feet.

"How do you ..." He reached out reflexively to help, but stopped when he reached halfway.

Messy hair was scattered, cut like dogs, and long and short, and his clothes were dirty ... for dinner? tramp? Touching porcelain? Thief?

When he raised his head, he could see that this was a little girl who looked at grades 5 and 6 of elementary school. Although the face was covered with mud, the skin was quite white and the eyes were big.

However, he did not want to hold a hand again, and the little girl was dragged away by the four or five little girls who followed him. Someone was still kicking her on the back. I was so stunned that she almost fell again.

Jiang Li immediately understood what was going on, hesitated, turned around, dragged the suitcase and moved on.

A laughter turned behind him stopped him again.

When he was in a bad mood, he was reluctant to gossip about it. He happened to be in a very special and very bad mood now, but the dark and clean eyes of the little girl with big eyes just turned him back.

"Ah!" He shouted.

The little girls stopped, and one of the eyes looked sloppy: "What!"

Jiang Yan dragged the box slowly and walked over, staring at the little girl with her hand and clothes with big eyes. After staring for two seconds, the little girl let go.

He pulled his big eyes to himself and looked at the little girls: "It's okay, let's go."

"Who are you!" The head was a little timid, but still shouted with dissatisfaction.

"I'm the elder brother with a knife," Jiang Yan looked at her, "I can give you the same hairstyle as her in 30 seconds."

"I'll call my brother over to clean up you in a moment!" The obvious one was not a recidivist, and he shrank a bit when he heard this, but he was still not convinced.

"Then you make him hurry up," Jiang Yan dragged the box with one hand, and his big eyes with one hand. "I'm scared to death, and I will run fast."

The little girls walked away, but his eyes widened and he broke his hand.

"Are you all right?" Jiang Yan asked.

Big eyes shook his head, walked back to the skateboard in two steps, stepped on it, and looked at him.

"Your?" Jiang Yan asked again.

His big eyes nodded, and his feet lightened slightly. He slipped on the skateboard and approached him, then stopped steadily, still watching him.

"Then ... let's go home." Jiang Yan also nodded, pulled out his cell phone, and wanted to call a car.

After walking for a while, he heard a sound behind him, and he turned to find his big eyes and slowly followed him on the skateboard.

"What?" Jiang Yan looked at her.

Big eyes don't speak.

"Afraid of them coming back?" Jiang Yan asked helplessly again.

Big eyes shook his head.

"No, are you dumb?" Jiang Yan began to feel a little irritable.

Big eyes continued to shake his head.

"I'll tell you, I," Jiang Yan pointed to himself. "Now I'm in a very bad mood and very irritable. I don't know what to do with my little girl."

Big eyes didn't move.

Jiang Yan stared at her for a while, seeing that she didn't mean to speak, dragged the box and moved forward again.

The signal was not so good at the moment. The interface for calling the car couldn't be opened. He sat on the stone pier next to the bus stop and lit a cigarette.

His eyes were still on the skateboard, standing next to him.

"You still have something to do?" Jiang Yan asked impatiently, a little regretful to gossip, and found himself inexplicable trouble.

Big eyes still didn't speak, just pedaled the skateboard gently, slid under the bus stop next to him, and looked up for a long time.

When she stepped back on the skateboard and returned to Jiang Yan, Jiang Yan guessed the reason from her confused expression and sighed, "Are you lost? Can't you go back?"

Big eyes nodded.

"Is it a local?" Jiang Yan asked.

nod.

"Call your family to pick you up." Jiang Yan handed her cell phone to her.

She took the phone, hesitated, lowered her head and pressed it a few times before returning it to her.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Yan looked at a cell phone number that had been lost but did not dial out. "I'll help you?"

nod.

"Fuck," Jiang Yan pressed his dial with a frown, and listening to the dial tone in the receiver, he asked again, "Who's your number here?"

Without waiting for big eyes to answer, someone answered the phone there.

Of course, she probably wouldn't answer, Jiang Yan said "hello" to the phone.

"Who?" There was a male voice over there.

"Passerby," Jiang Yan didn't know what to say, "I have a little girl here ..."

"No," said over there.

The phone hung up without waiting for Jiang Yan to return.

"Who is this person?" Jiang Yan spit out his cigarette and pointed at his big eyes. "Go away without talking. I'm impatient."

Big eyes squatted to his leg, picked up a stone, wrung a word "brother" on the ground, and looked up at him.

"Okay, I see." Jiang Yan felt that the little girl might really be dumb.

He dialed that number again. This time it was ringing for a short time, and he picked it up over there: "Who."

Jiang Yan looked at his big eyes: "Your sister is here with me ..."

"Tear the ticket." Answered over there, and then hung up.

"Fuck me!" Jiang Yan's urge to smash his phone, pointing his big eyes, "Your name!"

Big eyes bowed his head and wrote his name with a stone.

Gu Miao.

Jiang Yan didn't call again, but just sent a text message with a picture of his eyes.

-Gu Miao, dumb, skateboarder.

After 30 seconds, I called over there.

Jiang Yan answered the phone: "It's late, the ticket has been torn."

"I'm sorry," said over there, "Can you tell me where I'm going? I'll see if I can get together."

"... East Train Station, the particularly broken one," Jiang Yan frowned. "She's lost. Come over here, I still have something to do."

"Thank you, thank you very much," replied over there, "coming soon, if you have any urgent matters, you can go first, and let her wait for me there."

Jiang Yan picked up the half-smoked cigarette that had just been thrown on the ground and popped it into the trash can next to it, and ordered another one.

He originally wanted to call the car directly, but felt that no one cared whether he was coming or not, whether he was there or not, and he seemed to have nothing to worry about.

Gu Miao stood up after sitting on the skateboard for a while, stepping on the skateboard and sliding back and forth on the sidewalk.

After looking at Jiang Yan for a few moments, he was a little surprised. He originally thought that the little girl was just playing blindly, but she didn't expect all kinds of uphill and downhill steps, and she quickly turned her head around and stopped easily.

It was the hair that had been cut into shredded heads, and the dirty face and clothes made people play.

After playing for more than ten minutes, Gu Miao slipped to his side and stopped, picking her toes on the skateboard and catching the board with her hand, she raised her hand and pointed at Jiang Yan.

"Very handsome." Jiang Yan gave her a thumbs up and then turned his head, seeing a black motorcycle parked behind him.

The man in the car couldn't see his face in a helmet, but his legs in gray slim pants and short boots on the sidewalk were eye-catching.

Long and straight.

"Your brother?" Jiang Yan asked Gu Miao.

Gu Miao nodded.

"What's wrong with your head?" The person in the car took off his helmet and got out of the car. He came over and stared at Gu Miao's hair. "And your face and clothes ... Did you fall into the pit?"

Gu Miao shook her head.

"I was bullied by my classmates," Jiang Yan said.

"Thank you," this man turned his attention to Jiang Yan's face, and stretched out his hand. "My name is Gu Fei, it's her brother."

Jiang Yan stood up and shook hands with him: "You're welcome."

Gu Fei looks like he should be about the same age, just looking at the eyes is not quite like Gu Miao's brother, not as big as Gu Miao's eyes ... The skin is quite white.

Jiang Yan's current mood is very much like a pot of rotten tomatoes, but Gu Fei's hairstyle is as eye-catching as his legs, so he still glances into the rotten tomato slit.

A very short inch head, when you lean over your face, you can see a clef pattern on the green skin shaved on both sides against the scalp, with a bass clef on one side and a rest sign on the other.

"You just got out of the car?" Gu Fei glanced at his suitcase.

"Um." Jiang Yan picked up his mobile phone and continued to think about driving a taxi software.

"Where do I send you?" Gu Fei said.

"No." Jiang Yan glanced at his car, even the largest motorcycle it was a motorcycle.

"She doesn't occupy any land," Gu Fei said again.

"No, thank you," Jiang Yan said.

"Thank you, brother," Gu Fei pointed at him, and said to Gu Miao, "Shit ball."

Jiang Yan turned to look at the "dung ball" and wanted to hear what she said, but Gu Miao just held the skateboard and gave him a 90-degree bow.

Gu Fei stepped onto the car, put on his helmet, and Gu Miao climbed up into the back seat with ease, hugging his waist.

"Thank you." Gu Fei glanced at him and started the car to turn around and drive away.

Jiang Yan was sitting back on Shidunzi. The internet was quite good at the moment, but no one took orders for a long time. The taxis passing by were beckoning.

What the **** is this place?

Although he was in a bad mood, he hadn't had time to taste it. He just felt that he had lived in chaos for a while. He was surrounded by shocks and blankness. Promised all the arrangements, and here we are.

Is it rebellious?

Like Mom said, our family has never had a rebellious person like you.

Of course, it is not a family at all, not to mention that they have been treated like enemies in the past few years, whoever sees it is fire.

Jiang Yan frowned. He didn't have time to think about it.

Until now, now and now.

It was in this strange, cold, snowy city that he suddenly returned.

Despair and pain, and resistance to all unknown made him feel a sore nose.

When he lowered his head, tears made a fierce stroke on his face.

When the cell phone rang, Jiang Yan was sitting in a kfc in an unknown location. He glanced at the strange number and picked it up: "Hey?"

"Is it Jiang Yan?" The voice of a middle-aged man over there sounded.

The voice was a bit loud, and Jiang Yan lifted the phone slightly. "Yes."

"I'm your father," said the man.

"... Oh." Jiang Yan responded. The conversation sounded a little funny, and he couldn't hold back anymore.

The man over there also laughed twice: "My name is Li Baoguo, you know."

"Um." Jiang Yan drank Coca-Cola.

"Have your car arrived?" Li Baoguo asked.

"Here it is." Jiang Yan looked at his watch, and it was two hours.

"Do you have an address? I can't pick you up without a car. You can take a taxi and I'll wait for you at the intersection." Li Baoguo said.

"Um." Jiang Yan hung up.

I was lucky this time, and when I was out, I was hitting a car. The heater on the car was still hot enough, and it felt like a fever.

The driver wanted to chat, but Jiang Yan always looked out silently by the window. He didn't succeed a few times, finally gave up and turned on the radio.

Jiang Yan tried hard to see exactly what the city looked like, but it was already dark, the street lights were not very bright, and the snowflakes flying in the halo were dizzy.

He closed his eyes.

Soon it opened again.

I don't know what's wrong, just like a pussy, it's really boring.

The car stopped somewhere, Jiang took the trunk out of the car and stood at the intersection.

no one.

Li Baoguo, a "your father" who claimed to be waiting at the intersection, did not see any figure.

Jiang Yan pressed the irritability in his heart and the pain of being cut by the wind, touched his mobile phone, and dialed Li Baoguo's number.

"Ah, this is too smelly ..." It took a long time for Li Baoguo to answer the phone, "Hey?"

"I'm at the intersection." As soon as Jiang Yan heard the news, he wanted to hang up the phone to find a hotel.

"Ah? Coming so soon?" Li Baoguo screamed in surprise. "Where am I? Come out right away."

At this moment, it took five minutes to get on the horse. When Jiang Yan dragged his suitcase and reached out to stop at the intersection, a man wearing a Lei Feng cap ran over, pressed his arm, and shouted loudly. A cry: "Is that Jiang Yan?"

Jiang Yan was silent, and he saw Li Baoguo running out of a residential building next to him.

immediately?

When he saw the heads of several windows on the second floor, he really didn't want to speak anymore.

"Stay at a friend's house for a while, walk," Li Baoguo patted his shoulder, "go home ... you look higher than the picture."

Jiang Yan looked down at the muddy road and followed him forward.

"Hey," Li Baoguo patted him on the back two more times. "How many years has it been, should I have it for more than ten years? But I have seen my son! I need to take a closer look."

Li Baoguo reached his head and stared.

Jiang Yan pulled up the mask on his chin and put it on.

Suddenly I felt that the whole person was empty, and even the air was full of confusion.

According to my mother ... Jiang Su suddenly felt that the title was a bit strange, and her thoughts were interrupted in a strange way. What I said was not remembered at this instant.

In his more than ten years of life, his parents and family are the only ones. No matter the relationship is good or bad, the mother is only the woman named Shen Yiqing, the father is the man named Jiang Wei, and the twin brothers ... … And now suddenly an extra set, Li Baoguo and… a few names he had forgotten.

It's a bit overwhelming.

His relationship with his family is indeed very tense. Whether it is his parents or younger brother, the flames explode at the first touch, and the fire explodes at the first sight. It has been almost a year since I talked to my brother. Through various disorders.

But even if this state continues from high school to high school, even if he often thinks that he doesn't want to go home again, doesn't want to see his parents again, let alone see those two faces that look the same ... Such a moment is like a wish come true When the earth came before him, he was blindfolded.

It's Mongolia.

Very Mongolian.

Beginning with my mother saying "I have something to tell you," the months of cold war and formalities have been handled, and until now, everything is like a dream that never comes back.

Most of the time he didn't have much discomfort and didn't have much pain.

Some are just Mongolian.

"Is it cold?" Li Baoguo asked back, coughing a few times, "is it colder than yours?"

"Um." Jiang Yan answered in his mask.

"It's warm when I get home," Li Baoguo said, coughing loudly, and spitting his face with a spitting star. "I specially packed a room for you."

"Thank you," Jiang Yan replied, and pulled up the mask.

"What are we thanking my grandpa," Li Baoguo smiled and patted him on the back while coughing, "Our grandpa don't say thank you!"

Jiang Yan failed to respond to him. The two slaps were shot very strongly. He had a cold breath and wanted to cough. He heard Li Baoguo's cough and even more coughing. After two more slaps, he bent down and rushed to the ground with a cough. Tears almost coughed.

"You don't do well," Li Baoguo looked at him. "You have to exercise. I was as strong as a bear when you were as old as you."

Jiang Yan said nothing, bent over and stretched out his arm, and gave him a thumbs up.

Li Baoguo laughed happily: "Exercise! I still have to serve you in the future!"

Jiang Yan stood up and glanced at him.

"Leave." Li Baoguo patted him again.

"Don't touch me." Jiang Yan frowned.

"Yo?" Li Baoguo froze, his eyes rounded at him, "how?"

Jiang Yan looked at him for a while and pulled off his mask: "Don't pat me on the back."

Li Baoguo's home is on an old side street. On both sides are dilapidated and full of life shops, which are used for food, clothing and daily use. The shops are low-rise buildings.

Jiang Yan looked up through all kinds of staggered electrical wires, and the outer wall could not see the true colors, and it was not known whether the sky was dark or it was always like this.

Unsure of what it was like, he followed Li Baoguo into a corridor, walked through a few piles of debris and vegetables, and walked to the innermost door on the first floor.

"Conditions must be inferior to yours," Li Baoguo said as he opened the door, "but mine is yours!"

Jiang Yan said nothing, looking at a light bulb wrapped in a spider web in the corridor, feeling that the light bulb was almost out of breath.

"Mine, it's yours!" Li Baoguo opened the door and turned back on his shoulder to take two more shots. "Your, that's mine! This is my dear!"

"Don't touch me when you have said it," Jiang Yan said with annoyance.

"Yo," Li Baoguo entered the house and turned on the light. "It's really spoilt. Just talk to the elders like this. I'll tell you, your brother and sister I have never used to. If you have been growing up at home, I will I convinced you ... come, you sleep in this house ... your brother's ...

Jiang Yan didn't listen to what Li Baoguo was still talking about, dragging the box into the back room. This house is a two-bedroom house. I don't know how this family lived before.

This cleaned up room ... It should have been cleaned up very much. It can be judged without eyes and nose. There is a mildew smell in the dust.

An old closet, a desk, a canopy bed, piled with debris on the upper floor, but the lower berth was packed away, and the sheets and quilts were all changed.

"Let things go and pack them tomorrow," Li Baoguo said. "Let's drink two cups first."

"What to drink?" Jiang froze and glanced at the phone, almost ten o'clock.

"Wine," Li Baoguo looked at him, "we haven't seen it in more than ten years, why can't we drink it and celebrate!"

"... No," Jiang Yan said, "I don't want to drink."

"Don't want to drink?" Li Baoguo's eyes widened, and he glared at him for two seconds before closing his eyes again and laughing. "Don't you haven't drunk? You're all in high school ..."

"I don't want to drink," Jiang Yan interrupted him. "I want to sleep."

"Sleep?" Li Baoguo froze for a while before turning around and walking out, thickly, "Okay, you sleep, sleep."

Jiang Yan closed the door of the room and stood in the room for nearly five minutes before he opened the closet door.

As soon as the door opened, he stunned in the smell of camphor pills coming out of his face. A two-door closet was half full, and the quilts, blankets, old cotton clothes, and burrs were almost catching the fringed towels.

This feeling is hard to describe. Jiang Yan is sure that he has not started missing his home and family far away for several hours, but he really started to miss his room.

He took out a few items of clothes from the box and hung them in the closet. Everything else was put in the trunk and tucked under the closet. Then he took out a bottle of perfume and sprayed it in the closet for ten times before closing it. After the cabinet door, sat on the edge of the bed.

The phone rang and looked at it. The number showed "Mom" and he answered the phone.

"Are you there?" Mom's voice came over there.

"Um." Jiang Yan answered.

"The condition is not as good as the home here," said Mom. "It may take some time to get used to it."

"No," Jiang Yan said.

Mom paused: "Little sister, I still hope you don't think ..."

"Nothing," Jiang Yan said.

"The family hasn't treated you badly in the past ten years. Your dad and I never let you know that you were adopted, right?" Mom's voice brought the usual harshness.

"But I still know it," Jiang Yan said, "and it has been kicked out."

"Don't forget, the Chinese New Year's dad has been taken to the hospital by you! You haven't been discharged yet!" Mom raised her voice.

Jiang Yan didn't say anything. He couldn't figure out how his father's pneumonia hospitalization had anything to do with himself.

And what else did the mother say later? He didn't understand something magically. This is his skill. What he doesn't want to listen to can really not enter the mind.

Mom's harsh and empty accusations and the means of communication he thought were completely ineffective were the fuzes he collapsed.

He didn't want to listen, he didn't want to quarrel in an environment that was so strange to him.

When the phone hung up, he couldn't remember what he had said before, what his mother said, what he said, and he couldn't remember.

Wanting to take a bath, Jiang Yan got up and opened the door, and looked into the living room, no one.

He cleared his throat, coughed a few times, and no one responded.

"Are you ... are you?" He walked into the living room, not knowing what to call Li Baoguo.

The room is very small. In the living room, you can see all the doors of the bedroom and the kitchen and toilet. Li Baoguo is not in the room.

Let ’s go play cards. People at the intersection will have to play a few hands.

"Come-play cards-there is a lot of time anyway," Jiang Yan sang, and opened the toilet door. "Come-take a shower-anyway ..."

There is no water heater in the toilet.

"Anyway ..." He continued to sing, glanced back to the kitchen connected to the toilet, and didn't see the water heater. He only saw an electric heater on the tap, "Anyway ..."

He couldn't sing anymore. After making two laps to make sure there was no water heater in the room, he just felt panicked and hit a tap: "Fuck."

After shaking for a day outside, he couldn't sleep without taking a bath.

In the end he had to go back to the room and pull out the suitcase. He pulled out a folding bucket, and drank the bucket of water into the toilet in underwear.

A cockroach ran past his feet as he stepped out of the toilet. He jumped up and hid, almost hitting the door.

When he went back to the room and turned off the lights to force a sleep, Jiang Yan noticed that there were no curtains in the room, and the reason he never saw the outside window was that the glass was too dirty.

He pulled over the quilt cover, hesitated and sniffed again, and then breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that it was clean. He even sighed.

I closed my eyes for about half an hour, my eyes were sore, and I didn't feel sleepy. I just wanted to sit up and smoke a cigarette, and my cell phone rang.

He took a look at it, a message from Pan Zhi.

-I fuck, are you gone? What's happening now?

Jiang Yan lit a cigarette, dialed Pan Zhi's number, walked to the window with a cigarette, trying to open the window.

The window was covered with gray and rust. He tossed for a long time, and Pan Zhi answered the phone there, and the window remained motionless.

"Huh?" Pan Zhi squinted like a thief.

"Fuck." Jiang Yan's fingers didn't know what was pricked, and frowned, cursing, giving up the idea of ​​opening the window.

"What's your situation?" Pan Zhi still kept his voice down. "I heard Yu Xin say you're gone today? Did you tell me when you didn't say it? I also bought a bunch of things waiting for you!"

"Send it to me." Jiang Yan put on his jacket, walked to the living room with a cigarette, opened the door to go out, took a step to remember that he had no keys, and had to return back and open the living room window.

The anxiety in my heart is like a storm. As long as I have another distress, I can sing a song of anger.

"You have passed?" Pan Zhi asked.

"Um." Jiang Yan leaned on the windowsill and looked at the dark street outside.

"How? How about your dear?" Pan Zhi asked again.

"Are you all right?" Jiang Yan said, "I don't want to talk now."

"Fuck, I didn't get you there," Pan Zhi said with a sigh, "What a horrible thing to say to me. When your mother said 'Need the consent of the adopter', you didn't hesitate at all, now you're upset It's up! "

"Don't hesitate to conflict with discomfort." Jiang Yan exhaled a cigarette.

A thin figure suddenly emerged on the empty road outside, and passed by on the skateboard with an astonishing speed.

Jiang froze for a moment, remembering the little girl named Gu Miao before, there were quite a lot of skateboarders in this broken city.

"Let me go?" Pan Zhi said suddenly.

"Huh?" Jiang Yan didn't respond.

"I said I went to see you," Pan Zhi said, "Isn't there any more days to start school? I will pass you what I bought."

"No," Jiang Yan said.

"Don't make a fool of me, you haven't told others about it, now I can give you some warmth," Pan Zhi sighed, "let me soothe you."

"How to soothe," Jiang Yan said, "give me a mouth?"

"Fuck | Your uncle Jiang Yan, you have to be a little bit okay!" Pan Zhi shouted.

"You have to send thousands of miles with such enthusiasm. What do I have to do with my face? I have to hurry to cooperate with you." Jiang Yan took the cigarette **** around the room twice, and found a sooty eight-pot porridge jar. The contents were almost spit out by the smell of old smoke.

He threw the cigarette **** in and closed the lid. At this moment he felt like he didn't want to smoke in this life.

Strange and disgusting environment, strange and disgusting "relatives".

Jiang Yan originally thought that he would lose sleep under such circumstances, but after lying on the bed, the pain that he could n’t sleep before disappeared. He was surprised to find that he was not only sleepy, but also sleepy and tired. It feels like staying up late for half a month after intensive review.

suddenly.

I closed my eyes and fell asleep like I lost consciousness.

I didn't even dream about it overnight.

When I woke up in the morning, the first thing I felt was soreness. When I got up and got out of bed, Jiang Yan had the illusion that he was actually carrying a large bag of workers at the dock, or he hadn't done it for a week.

He took the phone and looked at the time, it was quite early, just after eight o'clock.

Put on your clothes and walk out of the room, everything in the room still looks like last night, even the empty bed in the other bedroom.

Li Baoguo didn't come back overnight?

Jiang Yan frowned. After washing, he felt a little embarrassed. His attitude was not good yesterday. Li Baoguo did n’t have any bad intentions when he drunk him. It was only a different habit, but he refused bluntly. Didn't come back overnight because of this?

He hesitated, took out his cell phone and wanted to make a call to Li Baoguo. He didn't drink together at night, and it was fine to eat early in the morning.

When the dial was being dialed, there was a sound of a key outside the door, and the door lock followed. The door rang for twenty or thirty seconds before the door was opened.

Li Baoguo entered the room wrapped in a cold air, his face darkened, and his expression was very tired.

"Are you up?" Li Baoguo said with a loud voice when he saw him. "Are you up early, how do you sleep?"

"... Fine." While answering, Jiang Yan smelled the thick smell of smoke on his body, mixed with some inexplicable unpleasant smells, like he could smell on a red leather green leather train.

"Did you eat earlier?" Li Baoguo took off his coat, shook, and the taste was stronger. The originally small living room was full of strange smells.

"No," Jiang Yan said, "or else we ..."

"You go out early, there are a lot of them, you can eat them," said Li Baoguo. "I'm stuck, I'll sleep for a while. If I don't get up at noon, you can eat it yourself."

Jiang Yan watched him go into another bedroom, and fell to the bed without taking off anything. He pulled the quilt and covered it, and asked, "Why did you ... last night?"

"Playing cards, I'm so angry, I was pretty good yesterday! The blessing your kid brought me!" Li Baoguo happily closed his eyes after speaking.

Jiang Yan took the key he had placed on the table, turned around and walked out the door, feeling that he was embarrassed at the previous point.

The snow stopped and the bitter cold swept across the air.

The small street is a little more angry during the day than at night. Some people have cars and firecrackers, but when everything is bright, the ruins that could have been hidden in the darkness are revealed.

Jiang Yan walked back and forth twice in the street, and finally entered a bun shop, ate a few buns, drank a bowl of tofu brain, and felt that the soreness on his body did not alleviate. Instead, he felt more uncomfortable.

Presumably to catch a cold, he went to a small drug store next to him and bought a box of pills after eating early.

After buying the medicine, I was a little at the side of the road, going back?

Li Baoguo wrapped up in a weird smell and fell asleep upset, which upset him for a while, he didn't know what he could do when he went back.

Sleep or daze?

Standing at the drugstore door for a few minutes, he decided to go around and get familiar with this place where he didn't know how long he could stay.

I walked down the street aimlessly to the street, turned a corner, and turned into another street parallel to the previous street. Jiang Yan wanted to see if there could be a direct turn back on this street The way.

On this side street he saw a small musical instrument shop and a very softly decorated ice cream shop, but other than these two shops, other shops are no different from the previous street.

When he passed a grocery store dressed as a small supermarket, he actually stopped and pushed in the door. He planned to buy a bottle of water to eat the medicine first.

As the lemon-scented heater came to the store, he stopped at the door and wanted to turn his head out.

There were four people in the small space in front of the cash register, each with a chair or sitting or leaning.

As soon as he came in, the few people who had been chatting with Tianer stopped and turned to stare at him together.

Jiang Yan looked at the four people, from looks to expressions, from dress to temperament, each person wrote a word on his face.

No, yes, good, bird.

Hesitating whether to turn around and walk away or go directly to the next shelf to get water, Jiang Yan Yu Guangzhen was actually crowded with three people in front of the shelf.

He turned his head without seeing the person. He saw the broken hair and a slippery head in one place, and then a pair of big eyes.

The head that slipped in front of the shelf belonged to Gu Miao. The little girl could not see that she was a little girl after shaving her head. She was wearing a small gray-blue down jacket for men. If it wasn't for her eyes, Jiang Yan would n’t recognize it Gu Miao.

Standing behind her was Gu Fei holding the electric fader, holding a cigarette, and seeing that he was somewhat surprised, holding the electric fader, his motion was still.

However, Gu Fei dresses differently from yesterday. The pullover sweater casual pants are comfortable and relaxed.

His looks and temperament are not the same as those of his four friends at a glance. They are eye-catching and can be seen in the crowd.

The whole body exudes the breath of "I am their boss".

Jiang Yan always thought that he should not look like a bad person. Although his temper was not good, sometimes he could scare himself. He felt that the rebellious period became chronic and he couldn't get over ... but he was calm and just wanted to buy a bottle of water. , He looks absolutely harmless to humans and animals.

So when everyone in the grocery store pretending to be a supermarket stared at him together and kept silent, "You want to find the difference", he felt inexplicable.

In the process, the smoke in Gu Fei's mouth dropped a bit of soot onto Gu Miao's light head, and she lowered her head for a long time to shoot.

Jiang Yan does not intend to care about the eyes of these people. He is a teenager who is not always afraid of big things, and he is not afraid of all kinds of "What are you doing?" Especially in the case of unhappy mood and body.

He went to the shelf and took a bottle of mineral water.

When he raised his eyes and saw that Gu Fei had reached the shelf, and met him again in silence before the two tubes of potato chips, Gu Fei said, "Welcome."

"Your shop?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Um." Gu Fei nodded.

"What a coincidence," Jiang Yan said.

Gu Fei didn't say anything, he didn't want to talk any more, so he threw the water in his hand and turned to the cash register.

"Two." A man walked behind the checkout counter, propped his hands on the table, drew in front of his eyes, and stared at him.

Jiang Yan glanced at him. It wasn't that the good bird foursome was sitting still. This person was the one standing next to Gu Fei.

I did n’t see the light before. I glanced at the lamp and found that this man looks very beautiful. He looks like a little girl, except for her slender eyes. She is more like Gu Miao than Gu Fei. ... his brother.

He took ten dollars from his pocket and handed it over. The man took the money, bowed his head and poke at the cash register a few times, and glanced at him again: "Dafei friends? Haven't seen you."

"No." Jiang Yan took the medicine, peeled two of them, put them in his mouth, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a few sips of water.

"No?" The man's eyes crossed his shoulder, and he glanced back, putting the money he was looking for on the table, "Oh."

After taking the medicine, Jiang Yan threw only half of the water into the trash can near the door and went out with a lift of the curtain.

"Hey, how good you buy a small bottle," said the man's voice behind him, "waste."

"... forgot." Jiang Yan said.

Yeah, why not buy a small bottle and never finish drinking.

Probably because the feeling of soreness everywhere is getting worse, and my brain doesn't turn too much.

He stood on the steps at the door and couldn't remember for a while where he wanted to go before entering the shop ... back? Where are you going? Li Baoguo ... no, his new home?

When he thought of the harsh environment in the room and the snoring sound of Li Baoguo, he felt that his chest was blocked for a while, and then he felt unable to breathe, and could not breathe at all.

A black gold flower spread out in front of my eyes.

Jiang Yan couldn't control his body, like a spinning sack sinking down. He sighed and was wonderful.

Gu Miao touched her light head and walked outside with a skateboard.

"Hat." Gu Fei picked up his coat from the chair next to him, took out a green woolen hat with small flowers from her pocket, and threw it onto her head.

Gu Miao ripped a few times and put on her hat.

Looking down and dragging the skateboard out of the store, he quickly folded back and took two photos on the cash register.

"What's wrong?" Li Yan yanked her hat at the checkout counter and raised her eyes and narrowed Gu Fei, "Why a knit green hat for her ..."

"She picked the color herself," Gu Fei put away the fader, watching Gu Miao, "What's wrong?"

Gu Miao pointed out the door.

"Are there any dogs?" Gu Fei kicked the chair aside and walked to the door of the shop to raise the curtain.

The big one who bought half a bottle of water and drank half a bottle was lying on the sidewalk outside the door.

Embrace the earth with my face.

"Hey," Gu Fei went out, kicked his leg lightly with his toes, and didn't know his name, "Are you all right?"

The big money didn't move, he bent over and looked at the big buckle on the ground, and found that the tip of the nose was squashed by the ground. Going back to the shop and shouting, "Hey! One is here."

Li Yan was the first one to come out. When he saw the scene, he was stunned: "Being stunned?"

"You're stunned," Gu Fei's hands touched the large face and felt the hot temperature, "Fever."

"Can I have a fever?" Li Yan was a little surprised and turned to look at the people who followed him, "What should I do? Hit 120?"

"Leave it alone," Liu Fan looked around. "When the alert aunt called the police, the police must say that we did it, but I just came out yesterday ..."

"Drag in." Gu Fei said.

"Drag in ... you know him, right?" Liu Fan asked.

"Let you drag and drop, even if you don't know Dafei just touched him," Li Yan said, "if an aunt really calls you, think the police won't ask you."

"I have a fever and faint. I'm sorry you didn't go to write the script," Gu Fei turned over the big money on the ground. "Hurry up."

A few came over and carried people into the shop, and threw them into the cabin where Gu Fei usually rested.

"I haven't slept seriously in this bed," Li Yan snorted after everyone went out. "Weak chickens from anywhere can be enjoyed."

"You go out and rush down. I immediately get you in and settle on the bed." Gu Fei said.

"Shameless," Li Yan said.

"You want it most," Gu Fei pushed him, "go out."

"Ah," Li Yan stood still, turning his head and whispering, "People say that they are not friends with you?"

"Well," Gu Fei made a little more effort, shoved him, closed the door, "pick up Ermiao yesterday."

"He picked it up, Ermiao?" Li Yan was surprised. "It's a fate."

Gu Fei ignored him and sat down behind the cash register. He took the phone and ordered the game out.

"Long and handsome." Li Yan was lying on the cash register, his voice was very low.

Gu Fei glanced at him, and he didn't speak again.

Gu Miao came over and stretched her hand to Gu Fei's eyes, and then hooked her fingers.

"Let's eat, you see how much fat you have been in these two months, no one is playing with you," Gu Fei took ten dollars from her wallet and put it in her hands.

Gu Miao ignored him, put his money in his pocket, patted him, and dragged his skateboard out.

"She is bald, no one plays with her if she is fat." Li Yan sighed.

"No one plays with her without a bald head," Gu Fei continued to play the game. "There are no friends when you are a kid, who wants to play with a dumb."

"Don't say that," Liu Fan said on the side. "It's not dumb, isn't it just not talking, what's the big deal."

"Hey, what should I do after this," Li Yan sighed again. "It's okay to go to school. I won't go if I don't want to go to school. After this problem with talking to Dafei alone ..."

"This world is ruined without you worrying about 80%," Gu Fei interrupted. "Write a report and apply for a peace prize."

"Fuck." Li Yan patted the table, walked to Liu Fan, pulled a chair, and sat down.

The shop fell into silence, and Liu Fan, who was sitting next to the radiator, was drowsy and drowsy. This state was a bit scary, his face fell down so much, and three people were coming in to buy things. They all turned away when they saw the curtain.

"You guys," Gu Fei knocked at the table. "Let's go."

"Where?" Li Yan asked.

"The waves go." Gu Fei said.

"I don't want to go out," Liu Fan stretched out. "There is nothing to go for in the cold."

"You are scared away when people come in." Gu Fei lighted a cigarette and yelled.

"We'll drag you in when you come in again," Liu Fan slaps with a smile, "guarantees that he can't run away."

"Get out of here," Gu Fei said, "annoying."

"Roll and roll," Liu Fan stood up with a snoring sound, kicked a few people's chairs, "you Uncle Gu have a wind again, and cut us with a knife in a while."

A few people were reluctant to move, but they were all up, complaining in a whisper, and went out wearing a coat.

Li Yan followed, and when he was about to go out, he said again, "Where's one more, don't you hurry?"

Gu Fei said nothing and looked at him.

He didn't say anything else, and went off the curtain.

After smoking a cigarette, Gu Fei took a look at the time. He had been lying on the floor for about twenty minutes. According to the general casual consciousness, he should wake up in a few minutes.

He pushed open the door of the hut and looked in, but the big model hadn't woken up yet, lying with his eyes closed, the same posture as before.

"Hey," Gu Fei pushed and pushed him, "you don't die here."

The big money still didn't move.

Gu Fei stared at him for a while.

The large face was a little dirty, but it still looked good, and the drooping corners of his eyes looked quite dangling.

In his unsatisfactory eyes, he was handsome, but he didn't like the prickly temperament of the man the first time he saw it yesterday. Although the prickles were low-key, he could feel it.

After staring for a few minutes, he lifted the quilt, took out a large pocket, touched his wallet, and inserted his ID card with some membership cards or the like.

Jiang Yan.

He put the wallet back in, and yelled into the big ear: "Hey!"

"Well." The big money finally got quiet, and he snorted very low, which sounded unpleasant.

Gu Fei kicked beside the bed again and turned out.

Jiang Yan doesn't know what happened to him.

When I opened my eyes, it was like amnesia, who I am and where I am.

It took me a while to remember that one of the last scenes I could remember was the very dirty ground slamming into the face, with the snow being stepped on into the mud.

Actually passed out? It's really a lifetime.

He sat up and lifted the quilt covering his body. When he looked down and saw that his clothes were all mud, he quickly pulled up the quilt and looked at it, stained it with a few pieces, but he failed to take a few photos Mud pat.

When he was wondering if he should find some water to rub, he suddenly came back to him.

who am I? Jiang Yan.

Where am i do not know.

A small room, cleaned up, much cleaner than the one Li Baoguo gave him. He dropped the quilt and opened the door to the room.

When he saw the three rows of shelves outside, Jiang Yan reacted. He was still in Gu Fei's shop.

"Wake up." Gu Fei leaned on the lounger next to the cashier's and gave him a glance, then continued to play with his phone.

"Well," Jiang Yan patted the mud on his clothes, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Gu Fei stared at the mobile phone. "It's mainly because I don't make you come in for fear of trouble."

"Oh," Jiang Yan looked back into the hut, "the quilt ... is dirty."

"There is a pool behind," Gu Fei said, "go wash."

"What?" Jiang froze, feeling a little bit angry, but couldn't find the right mouth, after all, Gu Fei's words were logically correct.

"What else do you want to wash?" Gu Fei's gaze finally left his phone and landed on his face.

Jiang Yan didn't speak, staring at him.

Gu Fei was grateful for getting him into the room, but Gu Fei's attitude is really grateful now. He didn't get angry because he was uncomfortable just after he passed out.

After glaring for a while, Gu Fei bowed his head and continued playing with his mobile phone.

He turned and walked out.

The sun outside is very good, the only northerly wind is warm, but the effect is not great, it is still cold.

He had a terrible headache. Jiang Yan took a ski hat out of his pocket and put it on, and then snapped his coat and hat. Looking at the time, it took him half an hour to sleep in a halo, without too much delay.

Although he didn't know what else he could do.

Standing on the side of the road, I looked at the roads on both sides, and finally decided to continue to walk forward for a while, find the fork between the two streets, and then go back from the fork.

I don't want to go back and listen to Li Baoguo's purring, but I have to change my clothes.

He was suddenly a bit lonely on the muddy snow.

I used to spend a lot of time wandering outside like this, sometimes I can not go home for a few days, but I have never felt lonely like now.

do not know why.

Maybe it was because of the strong sense of loss that was abandoned and exiled, maybe because of this strange and ruined environment, maybe there were no friends around, maybe ... just because of illness.

The cell phone rang, Jiang Yan felt it, and it was a message from Yu Xin.

-I regret.

He sighed and returned one.

-Heroes usually say nothing.

Yu Xin didn't reply again, I don't know if she was angry and lost face or was holding a fire to find a suitable opportunity to break out again.

He put the phone back in his pocket and squeezed the bridge of his nose.

I hadn't noticed before, but now I felt my nose hurt. It is estimated that my nose hit the ground when I fell.

Alas.

He carefully squeezed his nose from the bridge of his nose to the tip of his nose again, and determined that there was no break, and then put his hand back in his pocket.

I took a few steps forward and saw that there was a small intersection in front of me, which should be the fork he was looking for.

Before waiting to look back, a green head turned from the intersection, and the wind came over like it.

When Jiang Yan saw that this green head was Gu Miao who was riding a skateboard, she had swept past her, so fast she couldn't see her face.

Skate girl.

He glanced back, and the pretty little girl had a shame on her hair.

I do n’t know if it ’s my brother. My hair has been cut out. Is it difficult to find a barbershop to arrange short hair? Have to shave it all, it's cold ... ah cuckold?

Jiang Yan looked back again to see if he was dazzled, but Gu Miao was flying with only a little black spot left.

Before turning his head back, three more bicycles rushed out from the intersection.

It was broken, and the bell rang loudly, but they rode fast.

"Fuck, run so fast!" Shouted a man in the car.

Jiang froze, listen to this ... Gu Miao was bullied again?

He couldn't care more about sympathy, and he was somehow upset.

What the **** is this **** place!

When he returned to his new "home", Li Baoguo was still asleep, and he was not snoring too much, but he kept coughing and coughing after he entered the room.

He couldn't help but watched it twice, but Li Baoguo closed his eyes and slept soundly.

He doesn't have the skill of coughing while sleeping. As long as he coughs while sleeping, he must wake up. This is probably a unique magic skill of Li Baoguo.

After changing his clothes, Jiang Yan found a towel from his box and wiped his dirty clothes after getting wet.

Then she sat on the bed with a bun.

I don't know what to do.

Li Baoguo next door didn't cough, but the snoring sounded again.

He couldn't describe his feelings. This man was his dad, and the same blood flowed in his body.

I was born in such a family. Although I haven't seen other members of this family, Li Baoguo is already high-capital ahead.

He has kept himself from thinking about this problem for some time now, but now he is sitting here, watching the room full of defeat outside, and there is no way to escape.

A long time ago, he also discussed adoption with his parents.

It's not interesting. Some things are written in genes.

He didn't remember how his father and mother answered in the beginning. He only remembered his own words. Now these words are slaped on his face like a slap.

The two younger brothers are very similar to the characteristics of their parents. They are rigorous and quiet, and they like reading, but they are completely different, although they do n’t talk much ...

Even neighbors have said that it really doesn't look like a family.

Yeah, that's out of place in his body.

Li Baoguo coughed suddenly, as if being choked, and he didn't stop for a long time. This time he should be awake, Jiang Yan heard his cursing voice.

After a while, the snore sounded again.

Jiang Yan was suddenly afraid.

With a strong sense of suffocation.

He got up and went to the living room to get the keys and prepare to go out to get a set. By the way, he went to the hospital to see the illness. This one was really uncomfortable.

Gu Fei squatted beside the flower bed outside the shop, watching Gu Miao fluttering past him for the third time, his face flushed red.

When she passed by for the fourth time, Gu Fei beckoned at her, she stopped suddenly and turned around, and slowly slid in front of him.

"Go home for dinner," Gu Fei stood up, "go and put things away."

Gu Miao dragged the skateboard into the store.

Gu Fei lit a cigarette and wondered what to eat at noon.

Gu Miao's scream came from the store one minute later.

He threw away his cigarettes and jumped into the shop.

The scream came from the toilet at the back. He rushed out from the back door and pushed open the toilet door. Gu Miao was covering her eyes and screaming constantly facing the sink.

Gu Fei reached out and closed the faucet, then picked her up and exited the toilet. She patted her gently on the back: "Shhhhhh ... quiet, there is no water, there is no water ..."

Gu Miao's screaming stopped, holding his neck on his shoulders and whispering, "Hungry."

"I'm hungry, too," Gu Fei hugged her in one hand, and picked up her skateboard in one hand. "Let's have a big dinner."