chaotic world

Du Yunfeng was fidgeting all day. He couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in, whether he was looking forward to it or trying to escape, whether it was excitement or bitterness. It was too complicated. So many pasts were pressed together to form a today. How to face it.

Until he appeared behind Zhou Lan, he was apprehensive, not knowing what kind of situation and future he would face.

However, after Xiaobao exclaimed, "Dad, this is my new big friend yesterday." The moment Zhou Lan turned around, Du Yunfeng immediately returned to his place, and his heart was clear.

I was right to see him because I really wanted to see him.

"You..." Zhou Lan was surprised and didn't know where to ask.

And Du Yunfeng was leaning on the door frame, staring at the other party with deep eyes that were bloodshot from anxiety.

Suddenly.

It seems that those past events are from the previous life. Although he remembered it, it was really the previous life, and he saw Zhou Lan on crutches for the first time in this life.

"I..." Du Yunfeng opened his mouth, "I've been waiting for you for a whole day and night."

Zhou Lan was dumbfounded.

"No, I've been waiting for you for three years." Du Yunfeng said again.

"No, I've actually been waiting for you for a long, long time."

Xiaobao in front of the hospital bed looked at his father and this big friend in astonishment, he jumped out, and said in a childlike manner: "Dad, do you know each other? This big friend's name is Du Yunfeng, we only met yesterday, you guys Is it a friend?"

Du Yunfeng stared at the other party, also waiting for an answer.

Zhou Lan lowered his gaze, and his long eyelashes concealed his excitement. He turned and walked towards the hospital bed. Amid the rhythmic tapping of crutches, he said without raising his head, "He is Dad's brother."

A stone in Du Yunfeng's heart fell to the ground slightly.

Zhou Lan finally sat down on the chair in the hospital, propping his forehead with one hand, with a very unnatural expression. He touched his temples with his fingers, his eyes flew sideways, and said softly: "But that's all in the past. gone."

Before Du Yunfeng's stone could be placed firmly, he started to lift it up again.

At this time, the dumb uncle coughed a few times, and everyone's attention was immediately attracted. Zhou Lan quickly stood up and walked two steps quickly. Du Yunfeng noticed that he was limping badly. If you can't stand, you can't walk.

"uncle"

"uncle"

The two shouted almost in unison.

"Uncle, you're awake!" Xiaobao yelled timidly. After yelling, he looked at his father and then at that big friend, feeling very strange.

Uncle Dumb opened his eyes a little, as if he was still sleepy. After rolling his eyes a few times, he suddenly locked on to Du Yunfeng. His eyes opened wider and wider, and then he let out an "ah".

"It's me, uncle, it's me, you read that right." Du Yunfeng moved closer, and also leaned closer to Zhou Lan, "Uncle, I'm back, are you okay?"

The dumb uncle couldn't speak, but he said "ah" a few times, but his cloudy eyes became moist, and his old hand held Du Yunfeng tightly and refused to let go.

"Ah," he said.

"I'm fine uncle, look, I'm fine, aren't I?"

Uncle Dumb was very excited and gasped for breath. He stretched out his hand to touch Du Yunfeng's shoulder and neck, and Du Yunfeng lowered his head obediently, letting him rest assured.

The dumb uncle touched his arm, and finally took his hand tightly, pulling him towards him.

"Ah," he said.

"Okay, uncle, I won't go, I really won't go." Du Yunfeng said.

The dumb uncle nodded repeatedly.

"Talk to Uncle." Zhou Lan got up, picked up his top hat, and didn't look at Du Yunfeng while talking, "I'll go outside to smoke a cigarette."

Not only did he go out by himself, he also took away Xiao Bao who was full of doubts.

After the initial excitement, Uncle Dumb was finally willing to let go of Du Yunfeng, and he talked to Du Yunfeng with gestures.

"Yes, I went to war. I was in Hebei before, then went to Hubei, and now I am in Changsha. I have some official business to do in Shanghai, so I came back."

"Me and Mu'an? It's nothing, it's fine."

"I know, that was his comrade-in-arms, who died to save him. What, are the ashes kept at home? This... is also understandable."

"I won't leave for the time being, I can't do anything about my Shanghai affairs."

"Future plans? I haven't thought much about it yet. I don't know how old this battle will be. This is what I eat as a soldier. I can't retreat before the battle. There is no reason for that."

"At home? It may be inconvenient for me now, and I have some soldiers with me, so it may be inconvenient to go home, and Mu An is also married, so I'm afraid of disturbing him."

Uncle Mute froze for a moment, he hesitated, pointed out the door, then slapped his shoulder hard with one hand, pinched his thumb and index finger together, and pressed them against his mouth, showing pain on his face.

Du Yunfeng's eyes darkened, and he said: "Uncle, I know, I can guess, he is such a strong person, I want to help him, but I don't know if I have this opportunity."

The dumb uncle grabbed his hand and shook it hard.

At the same time, in the corridor, Zhou Lan was sitting on a porch chair, holding a cane in one hand, and patted Xiaobao's shoulder comfortingly with the other: "Son, how did you know this friend?"

"A few days ago when I came to see Uncle Dumb, I met him," Xiaobao explained in a straightforward manner. "I met him later when I went to the dessert shop. We ate dessert together and chatted for a while."

"What did you talk about?"

Xiaobao thought for a while, then recounted the conversation he remembered, and finally asked anxiously: "Dad, did I do something wrong? Is that uncle a bad person?"

"No," Zhou Lan immediately denied, "But Dad told you, don't casually associate with strangers. It's very chaotic outside now. Dad has offended many people in the past. Maybe someone is looking for Dad now. Dad doesn't want you to be unsafe. "

"Understood, Dad, it's my fault." Little BMW immediately admitted his mistake and lowered his head, "I just... just thought that this uncle didn't look bad that day, and he seemed kind and funny, so I just Not so careful."

Zhou Lan hesitated for a moment, and he asked softly, "Do you think he is kind?"

Little Treasure nodded hesitantly, and answered the adult's question after serious thinking: "It just looks very comfortable, I can't explain it clearly, I just feel that he is very comfortable."

He said "comfortable" twice in a row.

Zhou Lan raised his forehead, but didn't say anything.He raised his hand to call the driver, and told him to take the young master home first.

"Sir, I'll send the young master home and come back to pick you up right away."

"Wait for my call at home, I won't stay in the hospital for long."

"Okay, sir."

The driver has been working at Zhou's family for three years. Mrs. Zhou doesn't care about things, and Mr. Zhou seldom gives orders and pays a lot of money, so he is very comfortable doing it.He knew that Mr. Zhou had a habit of not liking staying in the hospital, saying that the hospital smelled bad.

Mr. Zhou really had a sickness that he couldn't get over, so he invited the doctor to his home. This time, he was admitted to the hospital because the old man accidentally broke a bone. At this moment, Mr. Zhou's face turned pale, as if he was caught by the smell of the hospital. It was very uncomfortable.

When Du Yunfeng came out of the ward, there was no one outside, and he was annoyed for a moment, but he glanced down the window, and saw a figure smoking in the snow with his coat folded.

He went downstairs in three steps and two steps, and first noticed the cigarette butts all over the place.

Throwing the unfinished cigarette on the ground, Zhou Lan leaned on his crutches and went up to crush his foot, then looked up at him.

"Uncle Dumb fell asleep, and the nurse gave some sedatives." Du Yunfeng said.

"Yeah." Zhou Lan nodded, then paused, as if she didn't know how to speak, she simply said, "Let's go."

After speaking, he went out to the door first.

Du Yunfeng followed and walked side by side with him.

Zhou Lan's walking was not slow, but it was uneven, with undulating footsteps, and her shoulders were exerting force.

Pedestrians passed by on the street from time to time, and occasionally someone glanced at the neatly dressed cripple, but Zhou Lan turned a blind eye.

"You didn't come here on purpose, did you?" Zhou Lan asked suddenly, looking ahead.

"No," Du Yunfeng said truthfully, "I really came to the hospital. A while ago, a Nanjing train exploded and derailed. Did you see the news?"

"Are you in the car?" Zhou Lan paused, looked him up and down, but quickly continued walking.

"They thought my brain injury was still not healed, so they sent me to Renji to continue treatment. It was an accident to meet you and Xiaobao."

"Good."

"What's good?"

"It's a good accident. If you came to me on purpose, I'll be sorry."

Du Yunfeng stopped and watched Zhou Lan walking forward alone, he asked loudly, "Why don't you feel sorry?"

Zhou Lan also stopped, turned around, and stood alone under the street lamp: "For everything. For everything I owed you in the past, and because I can give you nothing in the future."

Du Yunfeng approached him step by step, and looked straight into his eyes. His eyes reflected the brilliance of snowflakes and ice crystals, flowing with vigorous power, and surrounded Zhou Lan condescendingly at close range.

"Don't talk about the past, don't think about the future, just at this moment, at this moment, don't you feel indifferent to me?"

Zhou Lan flinched and lowered her head. "Yunfeng, I have He Si in my heart and my wife by my side, really, really..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt unstable, and when he understood, his face was already in the socket of Du Yunfeng's neck.

Du Yunfeng hugged him tightly, holding the back of his head and pressing against his body forcefully, rubbing his cheek against the other's soft hair.

And Zhou Lan, in this cold winter night, heard the drumming heartbeat from the other party's chest.

"I know you have him in your heart, and I know who you married, but it doesn't matter." Du Yunfeng tried to crush Zhou Lan with great strength, "Don't be afraid, I'm back."

The person in his arms was trembling, Du Yunfeng didn't know how to take care of him, he hadn't hugged him for a long time, the feeling of hugging him so full made his heart melt.

"Mu An," he murmured, cupping the back of the other person's head with both hands, "I still love you, I can't stop loving you, no matter what, we can't do it, let's start over."

After finishing speaking, his fiery lips blocked the other party's answer. He didn't know what to do. He knew how stubborn Zhou Lan was.

Sure enough, Zhou Lan broke free from his embrace and almost fell down. Du Yunfeng hurried to help him, but Zhou Lan promised, "Don't do this."

Du Yunfeng could clearly feel that Zhou Lan was trembling, and he glanced at him with anger and fear, and then walked away quickly in a panic.

Du Yunfeng followed him briskly, and asked in a muffled voice, "Where are you taking me when you walk so fast?"

"I don't know." Zhou Lan blurted out.

He just buried his head in walking, or in other words, if it wasn't for the inconvenience of his legs and feet, he should be running away now.

He's afraid of me, Du Yunfeng thought, I won't beat him or kill him, so why should he be afraid?

Oh yes, he was afraid that I would love him.

To put it another way, he is afraid that he loves me.

"Xiao Mu'an," Du Yunfeng grabbed his arm, "walk slowly, I'm not in a hurry."

Zhou Lan shook his arm, trying to break free from him, but it was very inconvenient to move because of the cane in the other hand.

"Let me speak slowly," Du Yunfeng pressed his shoulder and arm, "I'm not in a hurry, and neither are you. What do you want to do, I won't stop you, and I won't force you anymore."

While speaking, he intentionally or unintentionally stroked Zhou Lan's mutilated left hand.

Zhou Lan was out of breath, raised her head and said to him, "It's too late, I want to go home with my wife now."

His eyes were clear and shining, but that cold gleam was itself a kind of sadness.

Du Yunfeng met his gaze frankly, and gave him a deep look, "Okay" he said, and then he waved back.

It turned out that Zhao Xiaohu had been driving the car far away, and when he saw the officer's gesture, he immediately stepped on the accelerator and came to a stop at just the right place.

Raising his hand to block the door frame, Zhao Xiaohu thoughtfully sent the general and Mr. Zhou to the back seat, and he drove steadily without looking sideways the whole time.

In the back seat, only the military seat was talking.Junzuo talked eloquently, from several victories in Shandong to the tragedy of the bombing in Wuhan.

Jun Zuo is a very charming person, not because he can be fooled by his eloquence, but because he really has strategy and courage. As long as he tells ordinary stories, they are all touching stories.Of course, the people who experienced these stories are all Junzuo, and Junzuo didn’t mention himself at all, but Master Zhou was not deaf. The character who kills the king of hell and fights against the world.

Zhao Xiaohu secretly sighed in his heart, the military seat is either a master if he doesn't make a move.

But Mr. Zhou was also calm, he seemed to be listening, but he didn't say anything, he just stood at the gate of the courtyard blocking the road after getting off the car, and said goodbye politely: "It's too late, my wife likes quiet, Thank you for sending me, please come back."

The military seat didn't get out of the car, but just raised his arm, like an unfinished salute, also like a casual goodbye, turned his head and told Zhao Xiaohu: "Let's go back."

What kind of situation is this? Zhao Xiaohu is so clever but he didn't understand it. He wanted to turn his head to ask Jun Zuo, but he saw Jun Zuo smirking in the rearview mirror.

"Sir, why are you so happy?"

Du Yunfeng glanced at the rearview mirror and said happily: "He sees how polite he is to me. Goodbye and thank you."

"Eh..." Zhao Xiaohu was stunned, "Is there anything to be happy about?"

Du Yunfeng rubbed his eyes. He was tired. In fact, he was very exhausted talking to Zhou Lan. He told all his experiences in the past few years without any trace. Blank, Zhou Lan will not be unfamiliar with him.

"You don't know." Du Yunfeng stretched his waist, "He has been this kind of virtue since he was a child, the more he is afraid, the more serious he becomes, the more he wants something, the more indifferent and alienated, and he will retreat if he doesn't walk away. "

He paused for a while, his eyes sparkled: "Sooner or later, I will once again strip him of his politeness."

Zhao Xiaohu suddenly remembered that when he was a soldier, he squatted at the base of the wall and heard the night noises in Du Yunfeng's room. Adjutant Song's sobbing and begging for mercy proved the combat effectiveness of the military seat.

This lame Mr. Zhou?

A few stray cats outside the car jumped over and howled like a child crying, Zhao Xiaohu suddenly realized that the military seat was going to spring, and according to his speculation, this time it might be stronger than before.

Du Yunfeng went back to live in the hospital with peace of mind, and he didn't panic anymore, and he didn't feel a headache anymore.

And Lao Changxing's food didn't have to be sent to the ward of the army seat, Zhao Xiaohu carried it directly to his uncle's ward with ease.

Every time he went there, Du Yunfeng was talking and laughing with Uncle Dumb. Of course, he was talking alone, while Uncle Dumb was happily gesticulating.

And Xiaobao, Zhou Yi, gradually became more familiar with Du Yunfeng.

Once when Zhou Lan came to visit the dumb uncle, he found that Xiaobao, who should have been there long ago, was not there. He was about to look around when he heard someone shouting from downstairs: "Oh, what are you doing? Don't set fires in the hospital."

Looking down, Zhou Lan almost fainted out of breath.

Du Yunfeng is playing with fire with Xiaobao!There were fireballs rolling all over the ground, Xiaobao jumped up and down with those big soldiers heartlessly, and clapped his hands stupidly.

It turned out that Du Yunfeng and Xiaobao bragged about how much snow there was outside the pass, and they could build a very large snowman.After hearing this, Xiaobao wanted to go downstairs to practice.However, the snow in Shanghai can only be regarded as snow, a thin layer, and it is not climate-friendly at all. Du Yunfeng, wearing a woolen scarf and leather gloves and working with Xiaobao for a long time, did not pile up anything one foot high.

Finally, Du Yunfeng came to his mind and clapped his hands: "Huzi, bring some gasoline."

Zhao Xiaohu didn't ask what he was doing, and immediately took someone to the car to smoke a plastic barrel of gasoline.

"Bao'er, come here, I'll show you something more fun."

Du Yunfeng asked Xiaobing to pick up a lot of dry fruit balls from the sycamore tree and come back, dipped them in gasoline one by one. He held the cigarette between his hands, and Xiaobao would touch one of the fruit balls, and when he threw them out, it became a firework, rolling on the ground like a squeak. fire star.

From the beginning of Xiaobao's memory, Shumei took him with him, and then Zhou Lan personally taught him, and finally cultivated the image of everyone's young master. After two days of contact with Du Yunfeng, he faintly began to go astray.

"Zhou Yi, come back." Zhou Lan shouted upstairs.

Little Treasure jumped in fright, quickly dropped the sycamore fruit, clapped his hands, and said in a low voice with unease in his eyes: "I have to go back."

Du Yunfeng patted his head, while he stood under the plane tree and raised his head. Through the dry branches, he smiled brightly at Zhou Lan at the window.

His eyebrows and eyes are curved, and his teeth are white.

Back upstairs, Zhou Lan reprimanded Xiaobao in a low voice. Xiaobao curled his lips, but felt that what his father said was right, so he bowed his head obediently and admitted: "Dad, I was wrong."

Du Yunfeng walked upstairs slowly, and walked over with a smile after watching Zhou Lan teach Xiaobao a lesson.

Seeing his appearance, Zhou Lan felt a little annoyed, he is not the same as before, Shanghai is a very messy place, he has a disability, a crazy girl in his family, and Xiaobao is at an age where mischief can cause trouble , the whole family depended on him, and his life was in jeopardy.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Du Yunfeng walked very close, beyond a safe distance.

Zhou Lan took a step back silently, and said in a serious tone: "Don't teach him bad things, he is still young, what should we do when he is too stubborn."

"Little Mu'an, aren't you tired of always being so serious?" Du Yunfeng grinned, "Kids are as happy as kids, let Bao'er come to my barracks in the future, and I'll take him crazy."

"Little Bao'er, do you want to come?" Du Yunfeng turned his head and asked.

Xiaobao's eyes were bright, and he turned to look at his father again, then lowered his head in fear.

"Look at you, you scare the child." Du Yunfeng slapped him upside down, "When I played with him when he was young, you never said that this was bad or that was wrong."

Xiaobao: "Uncle, what did you say?"

Du Yunfeng smiled, bent over to coax the child, with an amiable face: "Since you were born, uncle has been by your side, and you didn't call me uncle at that time..."

Zhou Lan: "Du Yunfeng!"

But he couldn't stop Du Yunfeng from talking.

"You called me dad back then," Du Yunfeng raised his head again, staring at Zhou Lan with bright eyes, "I'm right, the child's dad?"

Xiaobao was surprised and asked, "Dad?"

Zhou Lan's face turned black and red, and he didn't adjust for a long time, "You, you..." After a long time, he said, "Go away."

Du Yunfeng smiled and left contentedly.

Zhou Lan went from being excited to see Du Yunfeng at the beginning to being a little disgusted when he saw him, feeling that this guy couldn't spit ivory out of his mouth.So when the doctor thought that the dumb uncle's legs could go home to recuperate on their own, Zhou Lan hurriedly took the dumb uncle home.

Unexpectedly, he escaped quickly, and Du Yunfeng chased even tighter. Just as he settled the dumb uncle down on his front feet, Du Yunfeng followed him out of the hospital.

So when Xiaobao came home from school, he saw a very lively doorway on Fukaisen Road, a dozen moving houses were busy, and that Uncle Du happened to be smoking at the doorway in his free time.

"Hello!" Xiaobao shouted through the car window.

When Du Yunfeng saw it was him, he put down the cigarette he had just taken a puff of, rolled it hard under his feet, and walked towards the car with a smile on his face.

"Little Bao'er, who's your name?" He asked with his hands on the car window.

"Of course I call you!"

"My name is 'Hello'? Uncle and Dad, you choose one."

Xiao Bao stuck out his tongue, "Uncle, stop making trouble!" He looked at the door not far ahead, "My father will be angry."

"Okay, call it whatever you want, little guy."

The little baby bent his eyes and smiled, and asked him: "Did you invite those people who moved things? Are you going to live here?"

"Smart, uncle rented this house, will you come to play often in the future?" Du Yunfeng asked.

"I... don't know, I have to ask Dad." Xiao Bao pouted and looked at the driver again.

Du Yunfeng understood it, as if he and the other party were good friends who had known each other for many years and had a tacit understanding.

"It's okay. Uncle will often go to your house to play in the future. How about it?"

"Okay!"

The author has something to say:

I was too flustered today. I will have a meeting in the morning. I will go through it again when I have time later. I don’t know if it is smooth or not.