chaotic world

In the past half a month of hiding in the Dingchang Hotel, Zhou Lan "accidentally" met a girl named Cheng Yuezhi. She smiled and showed her small canine teeth. She was a simple student. He was very interested in her and carefully planned a chance encounter. , as he wished, the girl had a crush on him.

This goodwill is too important, if you have goodwill, you can communicate, if you have communication, you will win trust, Zhou Lan needs her trust.

Pulling out the Browning from under the pillow, Zhou Lan unloaded the bullet with a quick movement, unloaded the clip, slid his finger across the neat brass bullet, pushed the clip on again with shaking hands, loaded it again, straightened his arm, aimed A vase with flowers in full bloom in front, a set of movements flowing freely.

"Crack" he made a soft sound from his mouth.

From the first time he touched the penis, he liked this small thing.

Zhou Lan flipped the safety switch, put the diaper back under the pillow, patted the pillow to cover it, then got up, wandered into the living room with his slippers on, and picked up the phone to dial.

He ordered a meal from the restaurant, and the waiter will deliver it upstairs in a while. He doesn't want to go out. After eating this meal, he wants to take a nap. Although it is a nap, he sleeps until night several times. Recently, he is always very Sleepy, no strength, seems to have a low fever, I don't know if it's because of spring.

He was not like this in previous springs.

Du Yunfeng had been raised at Tang Junquan's house for half a month, and the clothes he brought from the mountain were ragged. Fortunately, he was about the same size as Tang Junquan. When the other party gave him clothes to wear, he accepted them without hesitation. When he knew that it was not polite, he also had no polite conditions.

The length is just right, a little bit fatter, and you don't care if you don't pay attention to it.

Knowing that he slept dishonestly and stretched his arms and kicked his legs, Du Yunfeng and Tang Junquan spent a day cleaning out the East Wing. Although it was very simple, it could barely accommodate people.Before Tang Junquan got up in the morning, he had already dressed and stretched his arms and legs in the yard.

"Don't stretch your leg, break it away!" Tang Junquan walked to the ditch beside the courtyard wall with an enamel jar of toothbrushing water, and told Du Yunfeng worriedly.

Du Yunfeng put his legs away carefully, and rubbed his calves through his trousers, raised his head with a cat waist: "I am a rough person, and my skin heals quickly. If I break away, it means that the growth is not good. It just happens to grow again, which is good."

Tang Junquan brushed his teeth sporadically with his back turned to him, washed his face with cold water, wiped a towel, and poured the water from the washbasin down the wall. When he turned his head again, Du Yunfeng was hanging his hands on the branches of an old ginkgo tree, Bend hard, bring your legs together, and pull your whole body straight up.

Tang Junquan shook his head, walked by Du Yunfeng who was up and down, pointed at Du Yunfeng's shoulder with a toothbrush, and there was still some tooth powder on the corner of his mouth: "Your bone is injured, don't you hurt? Do you think Has it been scrapped?"

Du Yunfeng's neck was straight, and he was looking forward. Hearing what he said, his eyelids swept down, and seeing the tooth powder on the corner of the other party's mouth, he couldn't help but smile: "I can't stay, don't let me move for a day," With all his strength, he said, "My whole body hurts."

Tang Junquan stared, shook his head and left, Du Yunfeng was like a vigorous donkey, quite stubborn.

Du Yunfeng resumed looking forward, he blinked, and felt that what the other party said was also reasonable, so he simply changed his arm and pulled it up.

Du Yunfeng was silent most of the time, his eyes were sparkling and flexible, but he didn't ask or say anything.

He noticed that the suit on the coat rack was gone. When Tang Junquan was cooking in the kitchen, he quietly opened the closet, and the pajamas he saw that day were gone. He had noticed that Tang Junquan went out a few days ago with a suit There are only good quality leather suitcases with western buttons. This kind of new type of foreign goods is not common outside the customs.

He has his plans, if Tang Junquan doesn't say anything, he won't ask, and if he doesn't ask, it doesn't mean he doesn't want to know.

Out of curiosity and out of consideration for his own safety, he paid attention to Tang Junquan's actions calmly, including the time when he went out. Depending on the time, the time to buy groceries every day should not be too different after all.

Tang Junquan's phone calls are seldom, they usually hang up after two rings, and they ring again after a while. Every time Tang Junquan answers, he rarely speaks, basically only saying yes or no.

Du Yunfeng buried his head in eating or sleeping, but his ears were in fact like wild rabbits.

Finally, in the afternoon, a different phone call came. The phone rang three times, and Du Yunfeng secretly noticed it.He was sitting on the Taishi chair with one leg stretched out on the other stool. Tang Junquan was holding the knife wound medicine in his hand-the medicine powder had to be changed regularly, and when the wound was almost absorbed, a new one was applied.

Du Yunfeng took the knife wound medicine from him, and waved one hand: "Teacher Tang, I will take care of this trivial matter by myself, so don't delay your business."

Tang Junquan didn't regard Du Yunfeng as an enemy agent either, so he was naturally less defensive. He felt that the other party could handle the medicine by himself, so he stood up, walked out of the room with a few strides, and answered the phone: "Hello?"

Zhou Lan was on the other end of the phone.

Tang Junquan held the receiver and turned slightly sideways. The light from the corner of his eye swept across the glass of the wooden door to Du Yunfeng. The other party was carefully applying the knife wound medicine to the thick blood scab wound, and he was concentrating on serving one leg.

Tang Junquan turned around and looked directly at Du Yunfeng, but the other party didn't realize it.

"Papa Tang, is everything alright?" the other end of the phone asked in a weak voice.

Tang Junquan gave part of his attention to Du Yunfeng, so he didn't notice what was wrong with Zhou Lan. He just felt that the question was very vague, as if he was asking himself, Du Yunfeng, or the house, yard, That tree, in short, is very general and vague.

He simply replied: "Very good."

Zhou Lan was silent on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, then changed the subject. He asked Tang Junquan to meet at night and have dinner together. He wanted to talk about some things, and he said the time and place.

"Yes", Tang Junquan still simply replied, and then hung up the phone.

When he returned to the main room, Du Yunfeng raised his head, raised his eyebrows, whistled when he was done, and pouted his mouth: "My leg is getting better soon, I don't think I need to use medicine next time." After finishing speaking, he slapped twice Next, with a strong hand, I took two breaths of air-conditioning.

Tang Junquan smiled, stretched out his hand to put away the medicine bottle for him, put it neatly into the medicine box, and said while busy in his hand, I will cook for you right away, you can eat by yourself tonight, I have a task to go out.

"No, I can do it myself." Du Yunfeng said casually after putting his trouser legs away.

"You know how to cook?" Tang Junquan was a little surprised.

"Yes, you did pretty well, what's the matter?" Du Yunfeng lowered his legs and raised his head.

"Did not see it!"

Du Yunfeng smiled, then stood up and limped slowly in the room, saying as he walked, "Teacher Tang, let's go, or I'll cook more and eat together when you come back."

"No, as long as you have enough to eat." Tang Junquan said, he had already opened the closet and took out his coat.

Du Yunfeng carelessly fiddled with the assortment of medicine boxes on the side, and finally closed the lid, saying that he would cook a few more dishes tonight, if you don't eat, Captain Tang, I really won't keep it for you, and then slowly limped into the kitchen .

The long gown and short hexagram were quickly changed. Tang Junquan glanced at the wall clock on the wall and called out to the kitchen. Du Yunfeng scooped up water and said goodbye from the kitchen, but no one showed up.

Tang Junquan didn't say another word, and went out with peace of mind.

Tang Junquan raised his foot to sell out the door, and Du Yunfeng quickly stepped out of the kitchen door. He returned to the main room, opened the closet, took out a suit of Tang Junquan's suit jacket, put it on quickly, closed the closet, and then went back to the main room. He opened it, took out a black top hat, and hurriedly lowered the brim of the hat in front of the mirror.

Before going out, he took out some money from the bottom of the closet - he had seen Tang Junquan put it in.

After leaving the gate, there was a long narrow street. Du Yunfeng probed, just in time to catch Tang Junquan's figure flashing past the corner.

Du Yunfeng ran as lightly as possible, and the speed was quite fast, but when he ran, his calf really hurt a little bit, and he curled up his toes unconsciously.

Following to the corner of the street, he leaned his back against the wall and looked around. Tang Junquan got into a rickshaw, and when the rickshaw started to run, Du Yunfeng silently waved to the other rickshaw.

When he got into the rickshaw, he lowered the brim of his hat, turned up his collar, leaned back, and hid half of his body in the tarpaulin awning behind the rickshaw.

Followed not far or near, when Tang Junquan got off at the entrance of Dingchang Hotel, Du Yunfeng didn't stop, passed by at a constant speed, stopped the rickshaw only after turning a street corner, and threw a few copper coins on the seat.

He bought a newspaper casually from a passing newsboy, and Du Yunfeng also covered the lower half of his face in an airtight manner.

Intuitively, he felt that today's phone call was unusual. He felt Tang Junquan's gaze when he was on the phone. He didn't answer that gaze, but he concentrated all his energy on the receiver.

A person who can be the boss of a bandit has a lot of thoughts and is always suspicious. He listens to all information and trusts some information, but what he believes most is his own eyes and heart.

He was on the street corner, leaning against the wall, "reading" the newspaper.

Not far away, Tang Junquan was standing downstairs of the Dingchang Hotel, looking in the door from time to time.

He looked around, and Du Yunfeng also looked around.

Looking and watching, the two saw Zhou Lan together.

The newspaper in Du Yunfeng's hand sank, and he immediately reacted and clenched it tightly again. Along the top edge of the newspaper, he stared at the person who had silently thought about countless times in his heart without blinking.

I haven't seen her for a few months, but Zhou Lan's skinny appearance has changed. Standing in the spring breeze, her clothes can be blown away—isn't this figure the one I saw that night!

Du Yunfeng was about to lose control of his legs. He wanted to rush over and hug Zhou Lan. Just looking at it made his heart ache.

He took a few steps forward in a daze, and he was fixed there again like a nail.

Du Yunfeng thought in his heart: If Zhou Lan wants to see him, he can see him anytime. He and Tang Junquan are related, and he didn't see him on purpose.

Zhou Lan didn't want to see him, even if Du Yunfeng was injured, he wouldn't see him - how much he hated him!

Thinking about it this way, Du Yunfeng hesitated, he was not afraid of anything, he was not afraid of anything in this big world, the bandit leader who never blinked was afraid of a little scholar.

If you like someone very much, you will be afraid.

And this liking is accompanied by inherent self-ashamedness, obedience and sincerity that can never be overcome.

At the beginning, it was me who said the two were clear, but now the crowd licked their faces and rushed forward?is that useful?

Du Yunfeng didn't care about his lack of face, he was afraid that Zhou Lan would develop more disgust in broad daylight.

After thinking about it, Zhou Lan had finished exchanging greetings with Tang Junquan, and the two walked towards a western restaurant.

Du Yunfeng followed without hesitation.

Not daring to get too close, Du Yunfeng kept a vague distance.

Zhou Lan turned his head, talked and laughed, and then stretched out his hand to open the door of the roadside restaurant. He was wearing a half-length double-breasted khaki thin windbreaker with a light brown scarf around his neckline. , the soft flowing clothes set off his figure as straight and delicate as a javelin.

It seemed that the location had been chosen long ago. Tang Junquan didn't see the outside, and walked in first, followed by Zhou Lan.

He couldn't hear what the two of them said, and every pore on Du Yunfeng's body felt uncomfortable - when did they get so familiar?

The restaurant is very big, with a two-storey hall, the first floor is an open hall with a lot of seats, it is the meal time, and most of the guests are there.The second floor is only half as big, and half of the space is occupied by a gorgeous and dazzling crystal chandelier. The entire second floor is like a grandstand, and you can see everything downstairs.

Zhou and Tang were sitting on the first floor by the window. That place was a rectangular table top. The long line was quite long, but the wide line was not long. The two of them faced each other, and the distance was only an arm's length away.At the same time, Du Yunfeng quietly sat down on the guardrail on the second floor, watching the downstairs quietly through the dazzling chandeliers and carved guardrails.

The couple downstairs were chatting face to face, Zhou Lan rested her arms on the edge of the table, squinted her eyes and listened carefully to what the other party was saying, sometimes smiling, sometimes nodding.

Tang Junquan took out a pack of cigarettes from his inner pocket, half-drawn one, and pointed the butt of the cigarette at Zhou Lan.

Zhou Lan didn't take it with her hands, but poked her head slightly, bit the butt of the cigarette with red mouth and white teeth, raised her head back and pulled it out, and then waited with the cigarette in her mouth.

Tang Junquan shook his head: "Naughty".He didn't stop in his hand, picked up the matchbox on the corner of the table, rubbed one, and pushed the front end of the opponent's cigarette with his hands together.

"Father took care of me, I'm flattered!" Zhou Lan exhaled a wisp of smoke, and said vaguely with a cigarette in his mouth.

Tang Junquan seized the time to light his own cigarette with the match that was almost burnt out, and muttered while smoking, "I see you are not old or young." Then he shook the flame and threw it into the ashtray.

After swallowing a few puffs of cigarettes, Zhou Lan became more energetic, and leaned back on the soft leather backrest: "Father Tang, your cigarettes are easy to smoke, and you smell like that."

"Don't take one bite at a time, am I that old? Besides, I smell like cigarettes?" Tang Junquan lowered his head and sniffed, "No." He raised his arm and sniffed his arm cuff.

Zhou Lan chuckled, leaned forward suddenly, reached out and pulled Tang Junquan's hand, and pulled it all the way under his nose, like a hand kiss, smelling the other's index finger and middle finger, slightly raised eyebrows, and slightly raised big eyelids. Blinking eyes: "The old smokers are all."

When the two were talking, the hot dishes on the table were quickly set up. Tang Junquan was old-fashioned, and first served Zhou Lan a bowl of hot soup: "Drink the soup first, and eat more later, by the way, you should quit that thing quickly , I said I was bored, why don't you learn well?"

Zhou Lan took the soup obediently, took half a sip with the spoon, and then put it on the table: "Father Tang, look at you, you look like an old lady, why don't you learn well?" His tone was exactly the same as Tang Junquan's, no Knowing why, he just likes to talk to Tang Junquan.

Every time this topic comes up, Zhou Lan always laughs and breathes, neither saying quit nor saying no to quit.In fact, he didn't intend to quit in his heart, so he wanted to quit for such a happy thing?

"The last time I asked you to consider joining our team, what did you think?" Tang Junquan asked while picking up vegetables in Zhou Lan's bowl.

The other party poked a few vegetable leaves with his chopsticks, took two bites like chewing wax, and then put down his chopsticks. He doesn't like to eat recently, and nothing tastes good. Today's dishes also didn't arouse his interest. If he had to eat the table, he would probably be able to eat it forever.

Tang Junquan asked him a question. He had thought about it carefully in the past few days. Before, he wanted to go abroad to escape people and things he didn't like, but now he couldn't go this way.But he still wanted to escape, and this time Tang Junquan just gave him a way: "I can go with you, but I am not patriotic or something, that is not practical, I just believe in you. And I have some things to do before I leave, no Then I can leave with you soon."

Hearing the affirmative answer, Tang Junquan put down his job, and he happily reached out to pat Zhou Lan on the shoulder: "You have finally figured it out." Then he asked: "Is there anything else to do? Let me help you, shall I?" ... has something to do with Xiao Du?"

Hearing the word Xiao Du, Zhou Lan lowered his eyelashes to cover his eyes. He deliberately didn't ask about Du Yunfeng's news. It's good to be alive, and the rest has nothing to do with him.

"No." He was decisive, then took the other party's cigarette at his own pace, lowered his head and lit another, and said calmly: "After he recovers from his injury, you don't have to worry about him anymore, let him go, and don't ask him where he is going." , if he said it, you don't have to tell me."

Speaking of this, Zhou Lan remembered something, picked up the windbreaker from the seat, touched it a few times, took out a thick envelope, and handed it to Tang Junquan across a table of dishes.

Tang Junquan opened it to have a look, and suddenly said in a low voice: "There are so many, what are they for?"

"Give it to him, don't say I gave it to you." Zhou Lan began to mutter, not wanting to say more.

"Then what are you doing here? I'll help you." Tang Junquan started another topic.

"I'll settle my own affairs by myself. Once it's settled, I can go with you with peace of mind." Zhou Lan didn't raise his head or eyes, with an expression that he didn't want to continue talking.

Tang Junquan raised his hand and flicked the back of the opponent's head: "You child, why are you always hiding so many things in your heart?"

Zhou Lan suddenly sat up straight after eating his brains, raised his hand to caress the back of his head, and looked straight at Tang Junquan.

Tang Junquan didn't expect him to react like this, and asked softly, "Are my hands heavy?"

Zhou Lan came back to his senses, and bowed his head to eat again: "Don't hit me again."After speaking, he took a big mouthful of rice, chewed it with his mouth full, but didn't swallow it.

Upstairs, Du Yunfeng was leaning on the back of the chair. The dishes on the table were served hot, but they were cold without moving. He didn't look at them, and his eyes didn't leave the table downstairs.

He couldn't hear what was said, but he felt that it didn't matter if he heard or not, and he could see clearly.

See clearly, enough is enough, enough is enough.

Tang Junquan had saved his life, and he had saved Tang Junquan's life back then, one life was worth another, and he owed nothing to anyone.

Zhou Lan, he held him like a baby, offered him as an ancestor, warmed him up with his body, and took care of him with his life—he was dragged away by someone so inexplicably?

In an instant, he could sketch out a story about a man surnamed Tang who saved his life and sold favors to Zhou Lan.He thought that people who have read books can talk, so he tricked Zhou Lan into it so quickly.

Zhou Lan is easy to deceive, but he is not easy to deceive, let alone bully.

Thinking of this, his posture of leaning back gradually changed to one of leaning forward, and his two gazes cooled from intense inquiry to cold hostility. hands on.

His injured leg was unconsciously placed on the guardrail, and his hands were subconsciously touched on the back of his waist.

After feeling empty in his waist, Du Yunfeng realized that he was no better than before, he carried a guy with him, and now he didn't even have an embroidery needle at hand.

Raising his hand to call the clerk, Zhou Lan paid the bill, grabbed Tang Junquan's half pack of cigarettes, smiled childishly, and stuffed it into his trousers pocket.Then the two walked out of the restaurant one after the other.

Du Yunfeng clenched his fists and followed all the way, his eyes wandering around, looking for random household items.

The two people in front were not walking fast, talking while walking, Du Yunfeng left one eye for them, and the other eye was fixed on a small chaotic stall in front of it, it was a small couple's stall, and there were a few small people waiting at the stall. For wontons, the man sliced ​​the noodles and minced meat, and the woman, holding a hairpin, waded through the chaos in circles with a strainer in a steaming cauldron.

Du Yunfeng wandered over, absent-mindedly ordered a bowl of chaos, looked around idly, and finally didn't sit down to eat, dropped the money casually, and walked away with big strides.

The couple, who were sweating profusely, didn't notice that the kitchen knife was missing.

After a short walk, they arrived at the entrance of Dingchang Hotel. In front of the revolving door, the two stopped, and Zhou Lan turned to face Tang Junquan.

Du Yunfeng's footsteps were not chaotic, and he took a few steps into the pastry shop next to him, paced back and forth in front of the dazzling pastry counters, and stared at the two people outside along the brim of his hat.

He is tall and has long legs. He is born with the habit of walking with long strides. He is very resilient in every movement and stillness. He is like a lone wolf patiently lurking in the grass. He can rush out and bite off the neck of his prey with a bow of his hind legs at any time.

He looked calm, but in fact there was a fire in his heart, burning his heart to death, his face flushed red - he was rehearsing in his mind that he followed the two into the room, swung a kitchen knife and chopped Tang Junquan alive, and then chopped him into pieces.

As for Zhou Lan, he hasn't figured out what to do yet, so let's just ignore it.

He unbuttoned his collar, almost out of breath.

Zhou Lan faced Tang Junquan, put his hands in his pockets, and was about to say goodbye: "Father Tang, you go back, I will go upstairs by myself."

The two of them didn't drink, and Tang Junquan had nothing to worry about. He just suddenly remembered that Zhou Lan had a low-grade fever a few days ago, and he forgot to ask just now. Suddenly thinking about it, he asked nonchalantly, "Do you still have a fever?"

Zhou Lan raised his hand to touch it himself, squinting his eyes: "Is it not burning?"

Hearing this questioning tone, Tang Junquan raised his hand like a big brother, and pressed it on the other person's forehead, staying for a moment: "It doesn't seem to be burning." Then he pressed it on his own forehead, compared it, and then put down his hand.

Zhou Lan smiled, took half a step forward, raised her head slightly, like a good boy looking at her parents, and said innocently: "Like? Then try again", then she raised her forehead to meet Tang Junquan's mouth .

He didn't care about his own temperature, he wanted to feel the temperature of the other's lips.

Father Bailey had kissed his forehead kindly before, maybe a father's kiss should be like this - he closed his eyes and thought for a second, then took half a step back.

Tang Junquan is not a priest, so there is no reason to kiss his forehead, so fever is not a bad thing, at least it is a good excuse.

Knowing that his movements were a little abrupt, he immediately added a sentence: "Is it still burning?"

"Don't burn" Tang Junquan also felt a little strange, but at the same time, he also felt that it was nothing. Sometimes Zhou Lan would show some mischievous anger, which was also a bit childish and evil.

Zhou Lan couldn't finish it, she suddenly opened her arms and embraced Tang Junquan with a faint smell of smoke in her arms.

Tang Junquan's arms were encircled by him, like a big tree without branches.

"Hold it, don't move." Zhou Lan buried his face in his arms, his nose moved slightly, he didn't know if he could smell it again after tonight.

For some things, he decided to do it by himself without involving others. Only by doing it himself can he be clean and neat, without worrying about revealing his secrets to others.

Before starting tonight, he asked Tang Junquan to have dinner, and while chatting, he had already engraved the other party in his eyes.

He wanted to see Du Yunfeng very much tonight, even if he looked at him from a distance, he would secretly engrave it in his heart.

Before calling Tang Junquan, he walked around the hotel room with his head down for an hour, and the carpet was flattened. After thinking about it, he still didn't allow himself to do this, because the other party failed him. , not that he failed the other party.He misses that lively and cute little Yunfeng, but hates that dirty bastard Du Yunfeng, love and hate are entangled in his heart, he can only choose one, he doesn't want to face those bastard words of the other party, so he no longer thinks about this person .

So, tonight he only saw this one person.

If he succeeds, he will follow Tang Junquan to the north. If he fails, he will be buried in Fengtian, which gave him all the painful memories.

"Papa Tang, take care." He immediately let go of his embrace.