the other half of the orange

In the great heat, the whole city becomes a huge furnace, steaming and stuffy.The ground was hot, and the asphalt pavement was exposed to air bubbles. As soon as they hit the ground, a few black-bellied crickets jumped up and went straight into the grass.Countless cicadas shouted hoarsely on the branches, covering up the noise of the construction site nearby.

At Tang's house, Aunt Fang brought iced watermelon every day, and cooked hot soup to reduce anger every day in different ways.Tang Heqian didn't go to enjoy the cool air anymore, and moved to the study to read documents and work honestly, probably because of the heat.

When the weather is hot, people want to eat iced things. You Zhao especially wants to drink iced milk greens, thinking that it has been a long time since he went to the milk tea shop he used to go to

After work this day, he specially asked the driver to stop by the house where he used to live, saying that he wanted to go back and get some things.

You Zhao went straight upstairs. This is an old-fashioned residential area, and the buildings are very close to each other, densely connected into one piece.You Zhao lived on the third floor, and there happened to be a small rooftop between the stairs connecting the opposite building. When he was a child, he used to walk along this rooftop to find playmates across the street.

However, with the passage of time, most of the residents here have moved to a better community, and fewer and fewer people can enjoy it. As they grow older, they have to think hard about life, and they no longer have the carefree happiness of the past.

You Zhao opened the door, and the musty smell of no one lived there for a long time, and the furniture that had been placed for many years exuded a cold breath.

He didn't like this room the most. He always escaped as far as he could before, and continued to be happy outside. As long as he returned to this room, he seemed to be imprisoned in his soul and depressed.

All the important items had been brought to the Tang family, and the house was almost empty, not even memories left.

You Zhao walked into his bedroom familiarly, the old yellow sheets were neatly folded on the bed, and there was nothing on the old wooden table next to it, but a thin layer of dust.

Opening the drawer, You Zhao was not surprised to see a very small notebook. The gray-stained cover tells the age. It was a doodle notebook he had when he was a child. It is not important, but it is a nostalgia after he suddenly remembered it. .

You Zhao put it in his pocket and closed the door without hesitation.

Going home is just to put on a show, his real purpose is to bypass the bodyguards and sneak to the milk tea shop to drink milk tea.

The milk tea shop is not an Internet celebrity chain store, but the business is not bad. Many young students come here just to try the handmade milk tea in the shop.

Most milk tea shops have custom-made ingredients, and the added milk is also powdered for brewing, but the milk used in this shop is fresh milk purchased by the boss, and the cost is similar, but the price is lower.

You Zhao also worked part-time in this shop, so he knew it very well.In the eyes of the boss, he is serious and responsible in his work, and he has also attracted a group of young girls to bring traffic.

The boss who was sitting in the backstage greeted him as soon as he saw him, saying that it had been a long time and he had to give him a drink no matter what.

You Zhao finished drinking the pearl milk green that he had been thinking about in the store, which was seven points sweet, and while the boss was busy, he scanned WeChat and gave the money.

Anyway, You Zhao is now a rich man, and he has to pay what he has to pay.

"Boss, I'm leaving in a hurry, and I'll see you next time!" You Zhao waved goodbye to the busy boss.

It was terribly hot, and not long after coming out of the air conditioner, the back of his clothes was wet again, but You Zhao was not in a hurry to find the driver, and walked slowly along the familiar street, stepping on the shadow cast by the eaves.

Previously, most of the streets were included in the government's renovation scope. After half a year of paving and repairing houses, they now have a brand new look and a pedestrian street commercial area has been built.

The alley is still the same alley, no matter how glamorous the surface is, gangsters are still one after another, everywhere.

You Zhao was well-dressed and passed by the dark alley, and a group of young rotten men who gathered to smoke noticed him.

Seeing their arrogance, You Zhao turned around and ran away without causing trouble, but was blocked by two people.

"Boy, why haven't I seen you before, have you separated from your parents?" The shaved head is obviously the boss, dusting off the cigarette ash and slowly approaching.

"Yes, so can you let me go to my parents?" You Zhao blinked innocently, showing weakness.

"You think it's simple, it's not so easy to leave!" The bald head put his arms around his shoulders and threatened, "Since you passed by, you have to leave something behind?" He said and reached out to touch the pocket of You Zhao's pants.

You Zhao is not afraid, who doesn't know that the former You Zhao was real, when someone poked his back and laughed at him for not having a father, he still didn't lose at all in the fight, and he also played loudly on this street Fame, but he can't bear to be sweet and sweet, the adults just love him and like him, and never classify him as a gangster.

Thinking that this newly developed group of gangsters did not understand this reputation, You Zhao decided to reminisce about the past.

"Then I'll keep something." You Zhao grinned, and hit the bald-headed abdomen with an uppercut. "How? Do you still like it?"

The bald man took a few steps back from the beating, bowed his waist and covered his stomach, pointed at him through gritted teeth, and said angrily, "You have a bitch!"

Four or five people surrounded him, and You Zhao grabbed the fist that was reaching out to him with one step, and hit him hard in the abdomen with his backhand. At the same time, he kicked with his back foot, knocking down the young man behind him.

You Zhao was very fast, and knocked down three people one after another. Seeing that the situation was not good, the bald head took out his pocket knife and rushed forward, taking advantage of You Zhao's unpreparedness, he cut his left arm with the knife.

You Zhao reflexively covered his arms, frowned and took a quick step back.The flesh was cut open from the wound, and dark red blood gushed out along the elbow to the ground.

"Heh, Brother Fang is not here, have you learned how to attack people?" You Zhao lowered his face and said in a deep voice.

"Just Fang Sheng, that trash, has long been involved in the bureau, and now this place is mine!" The bald man laughed arrogantly.

Seeing that he was injured, the two rushed forward to grab his shoulders from left to right, but You Zhao stretched out his leg and kicked his life hard.

You Zhao wanted to throw another punch, but someone pressed his left hand hard, which caused the wound to break out in cold sweat. His right shoulder was pressed hard again, and his bald head kicked him hard at his calf. You Zhao was in so much pain. Kneel down, unable to move.

"You still dare to mess with us?" The bald man grinned grinningly, and punched him in the face, directly bleeding out his nose.

You Zhao adjusted his breathing, and laughed intermittently: "If you can't beat it, you can use these low-level sneak attack methods, and you won't feel ashamed."

"What did you say?!" Another punch hit the face, and the bald head grabbed his hair and pulled it up, forcing him to lift his face.

You Zhao's scalp ached from being dragged, he grinned his teeth and gasped, his injured left hand was almost numb from the pain, and he didn't have much strength left, and he began to regret not exercising too much.

The bald head lifted him up against the wall, pinched his face and looked closer: "You have a pretty pretty face, like a girl, why are you so arrogant?"

You Zhao's cheeks were pinched, and he still refused to admit defeat: "Then you are so ugly, do you want to be arrogant?"

Then the stomach was hit by a knee, and Yu Zhaozhen was so painful that he couldn't speak, his whole body was weak, and he slid slowly along the wall and fell to the ground.

The bald head wanted to mend a few more feet, two men in black came quickly, subdued the group of people in twos and threes, knocked them unconscious and threw them on the ground.

You Zhao opened his eyes, watched the bodyguard walking towards him in a daze, and smiled softly, "I'm sorry."

You Zhao was half asleep, when he suddenly felt someone grab his waist and hug him horizontally. He opened his eyes and saw a slightly blurred familiar side face in front of him.

"Hey...brother!"

"To shut up."

You Zhao flattened his mouth, and a slight pain came from the corner of his mouth. He cried out softly, trying to arouse Tang Heqian's conscience.

However, in the next second, Tang Heqian threw him on the bed without conscience, and sat on the sidelines coldly.

Feeling his seemingly fierce but gentle movements, You Zhao felt sweetened, and decided to pre-emptively apologize to block the other party's anger: "Brother, I'm sorry."

"..." Tang Heqian looked at him with a frown, ungrateful, but put an extra pillow on his back.

"Well, there really won't be a next time..." You Zhaorun burst into tears and pinched the corner of Tang Heqian's clothes pitifully.

"Don't move."

You Zhao was completely at a loss, lying on his side on the bed staring at the gauze on his arm, feeling aggrieved.

Soon, the Tang family's family doctor arrived.

The doctor dressed in white was as gentle as jade, wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, skillfully removed the gauze from You Zhao's hand, looked around the wound, and re-applied the bandage.

Carefully applied medicine to the corner of You Zhao's broken mouth, and asked if there was any abnormality in breathing.You Zhao sucked in his nose, it was unobstructed, but he couldn't feel anything except tingling pain.

The doctor groped around his nose before saying, "There is no fracture, just treat it cold."

As he spoke, the servant brought him ice cubes, wrapped them in a towel and pressed them on his cheeks and nose.

"Come on, pull up your clothes." The doctor ordered.

You Zhao took a look at Tang Heqian before obediently pulling up his T-shirt, revealing the red and swollen area.

The doctor put on the glove and pressed it, and You Zhao let it go after crying out for pain. He took the glove and said, "The wound on the arm is not deep, but it needs to be waterproofed, and the gauze should be changed three times a day. As for the abdomen, luckily there is no wound. Injury to internal organs, apply cold compresses within 24 hours and heat compresses afterward.”

"Pull up your trouser legs again and let me see."

Tang Heqian helped him roll up his trousers first. Fortunately, the trousers were loose and could easily be rolled up to expose the wound.

You Zhao's knee was kicked hard, and the skin was scratched even through his pants, and bloodstains were shocking on the clean knee.

The doctor fetched medical hydrogen peroxide without further ado, and a white bubble appeared from the wound with a "呲", You Zhao frowned and gritted his teeth in pain, and subconsciously grabbed the quilt beside him with his right hand.

"Can't you use some more advanced, faster and painless potion in this age?" You Zhao watched as he wiped off the foam little by little with a cotton swab, and then applied a layer of medicine.

The doctor smiled: "It was your uncle who said that you should remember today in a painful way."

You Zhao rolled his eyes behind his back, and when he met Tang Heqian's deep eyes, he was completely discouraged: "How about this, brother, I'll write you a letter of guarantee. What do you think?"

Tang Heqian looked away, listened to the doctor's instructions seriously, and ignored him.

It was a matter of health, so You Zhao also pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

"I will prescribe some anti-inflammatory drugs. I will take them on time these two days and take the drugs on time. The daily diet should be light, avoid raw or cold food, avoid greasy food, eat more eggs and less sugar." The doctor said as he packed his things and prepared to leave.

"Huh? You can't even eat candy?" You Zhao said pitifully, "Why don't you give me candy?"

The doctor squinted his eyes and pointed at You Zhao's forehead with a smile: "Reducing sugar intake is good for the skin. I see you have two pimples."

After the doctor and Tang Heqian left, You Zhao picked up the mobile phone beside him, turned on the front camera, and sighed while looking at the acne.

Tang Heqian walked into the room, and seeing him depressed about his acne, his anger that had not yet been choked up rose again.

How can there be such a big heart?He didn't take his life seriously just now, and now he doesn't have any repentance.

You Zhao turned his head slowly, saw Tang Heqian's eyebrows furrowed together, put down his phone in fear, and sat down obediently.

"Guarantee letter, [-] characters, write it as soon as your hand is ready."

"Ah? Can you be more tolerant and finish with three thousand words?" You Zhao fought, "Look at my sick number..."

"You made the sick number too." Tang Heqian interrupted indifferently, "Say one more sentence of [-] characters."

You Zhao immediately closed the zipper of his mouth.

Tang Heqian sighed before closing the door, barely noticeable: "Next time we must win."

"Eh? What?" You Zhao stared blankly at the closed door, feeling an auditory hallucination.