chaotic world

There are many high-ranking officials in Beiping, compared to Tianjin, which is much more dull, and Enguang Hospital near Huangjia Garden has received some patients with heatstroke, and the wards are not tense. The doctors and nurses work step by step, and the hospital is also very safe.

In a single ward on the third floor, Zhou Lan lightly rubbed Xiao Bao's forehead. The child was hot and cold, and spent an afternoon playing with Uncle Yunhai's classmates in his big swimming pool, and pestered Shumei again. Asked for ice cream, Shumei spoiled him, and after giving him a bowl, he couldn't help coaxing him with his small mouth, so she gave some more, but the diarrhea couldn't stop.

He didn't bother others when he was sick, he just said "Dad" and howled miserably.

A child's intuition is the most sensitive. Although his father is not the person closest to him in the family, and he is not even in Tianjin for a long time, he still instinctively knows that his father has the final say on everything in the family, and the whole family is raised by his father.

Enguang Hospital is a clinic run by a famous doctor, Dr. Bian. It is not a big place, but it is very convenient in the central location of Huangjia Garden.When He Si drove to the doctor in person, Zhou Lan was going to the Victoria Hospital in the British Concession. When passing by Enguang Hospital, Xiaobao complained of stomach pains, so Zhou Lan carried the child directly into Enguang.

It's not a serious problem, just need to prevent dehydration. Dr. Bian personally saw the doctor, ordered a blood test, read the data carefully, and teased Xiaobao to take oral medicine like sugar balls. He told the sweaty Zhou Lan Said: "Mr. Zhou, don't worry, children's intestines and stomach are relatively fragile, but getting sick is a process of growth, and it's not a serious problem."

Hearing what he said, Zhou Lan let go of a hanging heart. He said a little embarrassedly: "Thank you, Dr. Bian, my son just screamed miserably, and his intestines are about to hurt. I'm really afraid He's in so much pain."

Dr. Bian smiled and nodded understandingly: "Children, you have a soft heart, and you will be delicate when you get sick. You just want your parents to care for you."

Little Baola was very ill and had no appetite, so Dr. Bian prescribed glucose water.The condition of the small ward is not comparable to that of a British hospital, but it is clean and tidy. Outside the window is a shady parasol tree, which does not cover the window, leaving half of the blue sky with a few traces of light clouds.

Little Treasure was tired and fell asleep during the infusion. He Si winked and covered the little belly with a corner of the blanket. He said, "Diarrhea, we still need to keep warm."

When he was a child, he ate all the rotten ones, and he has already had rich experience. As long as he keeps warm, it will pass after he finishes pulling.

Zhou Lan sat on the single sofa under the window, habitually took out the metal cigarette case, just opened the lid and felt something was wrong, met He Si's gaze, and put the cigarette case back.

"Idle is also idle," he explained, although the head of the dignified team didn't need to explain to the squad leader, but he continued talking to himself, "It's okay not to smoke, just always thinking about it, and getting used to it."

"Smoking less," He Si checked Xiaobao's drip speed, walked over and opened a window, "Smoking by the window, choking the child."

Zhou Lan nodded, got up and went around the sofa, leaned against the window, sat on the armrest of the sofa, lit a cigarette, and He Si's lighter followed, and he tapped He Si's hand to signal that it was okay.

He Si also had one in his mouth, and he made it with the unextinguished match in one go.

The two smoked facing each other, without looking at each other, as if they were concentrating on the business of smoking, and they were both silent.

There are cicadas outside the window, and the screams are broken.

Following the breeze, the smoke floats out of the window in a graceful shape.

He Si lowered his head and stared at his toes, pinched the cigarette with his index finger and thumb and smoked hard.Zhou Lan's cigarette was sandwiched between his index finger and middle finger. Every puff seemed to be kissing his own two fingers. He slightly raised his head and looked at the flowing clouds outside the window.

When the smoke was about to burn out, He Si made up his mind and looked up at Zhou Lan. The other party's eyes slanted out of the window and gave him half of his face.

In more than a year, Zhou Lan's body recovered to its original state, and his flesh and bones were plump and healthy again, and his complexion was much better than when he was in Fengtian.

When he wants to live, he can live well.

He sucked the last puff of cigarette fiercely, and flicked the cigarette end out of the window with one hand. He Si couldn't bear it anymore, but when he opened his mouth to ask, Zhou Lan withdrew his eyes with a tacit understanding, stared at the end of his cigarette and spoke.

"You want to know why I don't go to Peiping, don't you?" He flicked off the ash and took another puff. The cigarette was held between his fingers, and he seemed to cover half of his face. "You want to ask several times."

"Well," He Si, who was being raided, nodded and was a little nervous. He put his hands in his pockets and waited for the other party to continue, "I can't figure it out. Didn't you just want to see your elder brother when you narrowly escaped into the customs?"

Zhou Lan smoked slowly, and it took a long time before she said, "I can't figure it out either."

He looked at He Si, frowning imperceptibly, and said: "He shot at me, he wanted me to die, I can understand this, but I don't understand, since he is alive, why didn't he come to seek revenge? He It shouldn't be like this, he went out of customs, entered Tianjin, went to Nanjing, even went to the Northwest, but he didn't come to me! The world is so big, I can't find him, but I am in the open, why doesn't he come to me? I can't figure it out."

As Du Yunfeng is a celebrity in the army, Zhou Lan has heard a lot about his deeds these days.

"Maybe you'll know it once you see it." He Si put forward a suggestion carefully, and wanted to ask Zhou Lan's next move in a circumstantial manner.

"He's going to rebel, he's going to leave," Zhou Lan said while shaking his head, "I'm right here, I won't take the initiative to meet him, not only won't take the initiative to meet him, I won't meet him on any occasion To participate, when he knelt down and begged me to be with me forever, only he begged me, without me rushing to find him."

At the end, he added without hesitation: "I owe him my life, I'll wait for him to come and get it, but I can't take the initiative to give it to him."

He Si was noncommittal, in fact, he didn't believe these words, didn't he escape from Fengtian all the way to be with the one he loves?

He couldn't understand that if he was Du Yunfeng, he would have to find him even if he was separated by mountains of swords and seas of fire.

If he was Zhou Lan, who knew where Du Yunfeng was, he would come to him with a knife in his hand to inquire.

But he is not Zhou Lan—so he loves Zhou Lan to death, who is obviously in love with madness, but also acts very cold-blooded and doesn't care.He thought, to be loved by such a person is such an exciting and attractive thing.

His Adam's apple moved, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Zhou Lan wiped out the cigarette butt, looked at him, he knew that He Si wanted to get close to him.

He didn't hide, just lowered his eyelids.

What can I do, I have beaten and killed, and it is meaningless to fight and kill again.

Besides, he couldn't let go, with just two arms, he carried him out of the ice and snow, and with just one mouth, he fed him mouthful, could he still let go?Is scolding still useful?

Can't.

If he doesn't take the initiative to give up, Zhou Lan really has nothing to do with him.

Sure enough, He Si lowered his head and approached him slowly, with the smell of cigarettes still in his mouth and nose.

Zhou Lan accepted the kiss without feeling, but the affection had nothing to do with him, as if what was pasted was not lips, but an unintentional wind.

This wind is not just tasted, from the water to the wind and rain, Zhou Lan pushed the other party away when the other party's tongue was about to stick out, and patted the other party's chest helplessly, which was regarded as comfort.

He said, "Let's stop with what suits us, don't be neither deep nor shallow."

He always said he was neither deep nor shallow.

He Si's breathing was chaotic and heavy, and he stubbornly wanted to kiss him again, Zhou Lan turned his face sideways.

If he insists on kissing, Zhou Lan will definitely not hide again, after all, he can even lend his body to the other party.

But his soul did not expect any pleasure in the body, at this moment, the soul is actually still looking at the scenery outside the window.

He Si tried hard to suppress himself, his hands clenched into fists, he was full of strength and desire, but he had nowhere to go.

Third aunt and Shumei came to the hospital.

The old lady wanted to see her grandson, and Shumei was about to cry. She was more excited than anyone else when she entered the ward, and kept saying that she was not good and did not take good care of Xiaobao.

Zhou Lan put He Si aside and comforted Aunt Niang and Shumei. Shumei's tears finally rushed out of her eyes, and she held Xiaobao's hand with the needle in distress, asking repeatedly if it hurt.

Xiaobao had just woken up, and smiled with blurred eyes, it doesn't hurt, Aunt Mei, he said in a coquettish voice.

"Don't cry, Xiaobao doesn't cry." Zhou Lan pulled out the handkerchief in the pocket of his suit jacket, and gently shook it away. After thinking for a while, he reached out to wipe Shumei's tears, and at the same time lowered his voice, as if coaxing a child. "What he wants to eat has nothing to do with you, so don't cry."

Gently rubbing the handkerchief, Shumei really stopped crying, and her face turned red. She raised her hand, intending to take the handkerchief and wipe it by herself. She and Zhou Lan have never had any skin-to-skin contact, but today they are as close as a surprise attack. She suddenly became ashamed.

This shyness made her nervous, and she even grabbed Zhou Lan's finger when grabbing the handkerchief.

Zhou Lan didn't hide, but she dodged. The handkerchief fell on the ground. Zhou Lan bent down to pick it up, and Shumei said repeatedly: "I'm so stupid, give it to me, I'll go back and wash it."

"It's okay," Zhou Lan smiled, put the handkerchief back into his pocket, and shook Shumei's soft little hand naturally, "You have worked hard."

San Yiniang's eyes were very bad, and she couldn't see what was going on, but he could hear her son's patient voice towards Shumei, and a smile appeared on her face.

After the infusion, the driver at home took the old man and the child home, and Zhou Lan decided to stop by to visit Hou Daiying who lived near Huang's garden.

The two walked around, and the atmosphere was very relaxed, so Zhou Lan asked He Sishumei how she was.

He Si is not interested in the commonplace topic. He has repeatedly expressed his heart, Shumei is good, but he doesn't want to marry her, even if it is Zhou Lan's order, he will disobey her.His answer today is the same.

Zhou Lan smiled, glanced at him lightly, and he said calmly: "It's different now, Shumei is already an old girl, she has been my son's mother for two years, and it's not appropriate to give him to anyone."

"Well, it's really not easy for her to find someone. After all, she is your housekeeper in name. Besides, I don't think Xiaobao can do without her." He Si said yes, what Zhou Lan said was reasonable, but he also had a premonition that Zhou Lan What Lan said next was in the wrong direction.

Sure enough, Zhou Lan smiled and said, "Then I will marry her."

"Ah?" He Si was taken aback. In his thinking logic, his "rival in love" was only Du Yunfeng, and there was no other possibility. He repeated incredulously, "Marry her?"

"Well," Zhou Lan nodded, "I only had the idea when I returned to Tianjin this time. There are only a few people in my family. She has a good impression of me. I can tell that no one wants her, so I married her. If I don't It's time for a girl to be a wife."

"This..." He Si's head was a little confused, "This is also okay?"

"Okay!" Zhou Lan didn't think it was a big deal, and then thought of something, he whispered: "Actually, I can be both male and female, don't you too?"

"That's different," He Si eagerly confided his heart, confessing his feelings, "A person lives for a lifetime, and the grass and trees have an autumn. Only when he is with the person he likes can he live up to it. Do you... like her?"

Zhou Lan stood still, his eyes flustered for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure. He said, "I will never like anyone again."

He Si looked at him, and Gordon, who was coming and going, said, this conclusion is suffocating.

Everything froze, no one else existed, only Zhou Lan looked back at him—calm, empty, and hopeless.

Zhou Lan moved his lips, hesitated for a while, and finally sentenced He Si to death. He said, "So, don't waste your time with me."

He Si was dying, almost gnashing his teeth: "I didn't ask you to love me!"

"That's because you think there is hope." Once Zhou Lan made a decision, his heart became ruthless, and everything was said smoothly, "You do everything for nothing. In this life, until I die, I will never like anyone. Whether it's you or Du Yunfeng, I won't be stupid again! Wake up!"

He patted He Si on the cheek, as if the other party was sleepwalking, and he was bored to disturb other people's dreams, gleefully waking him up.

Then he smiled without mercy, laughed at the other party's affection, and laughed at those young idiots dreaming.

Do you think affection will be rewarded?wake up!

He has gone through those days of life and death for love, whether it is brotherhood or husband and wife, he has crossed to another stage, detached from things.

Not everything is rewarded, and it is better for people to recognize it early.He risked his life to love someone, thinking that as long as he persisted, the other person would be with him forever, he believed so deeply, and even wanted to avenge him with his own life.

But the other party just stayed away from him and started again, living a splendid life, smooth sailing, and rising steadily.

Isn't this infatuation ridiculous?

He won't love anyone anymore, he thought, maybe he won't love others, he can't even love himself, once he loves others, he will live like an ant, a mess.

The only thing that can be done is probably to show He Si, a foolish boy, how ruthless people are and how unreliable love is, so that he can wake up early and don't hang himself on a tree.

Especially his dead wood.

Zhou Lan went to Hou Daiying's house leisurely and contentedly, leaving behind He Si who was trembling by the side of the road whether it was because of anger or despair.

The Hou family gave warm hospitality. Seeing Zhou Lan coming alone, Hou Daiying ran down from the second floor with bare feet, "Oh, this is a rare visitor. It is rare to see you in Tianjin now."

Zhou Lan entered the living room, although the maid guided him to sit on the sofa, but he stood in front of the antique rack without looking outside, without looking at Hou Daiying, he just said casually: "Brother Hou, don't make fun of me, I just lie down in the ravine every day and can't get out." Come on, I will come to visit your old man as soon as I come back!"

"Come on," Hou Daiying jumped forward like a monkey, and hugged Zhou Lan's shoulders, "I'm an old man, I'm not as old as you, don't hurt me!"

Zhou Lan turned to look at him and smiled. There was an inconspicuous scar on the other side's temple, which he couldn't see if he didn't pay attention. He said: "But you are very imposing, Brother Hou, the affairs of the Jianghu in Tianjin Weiguan are not as good as yours. I don’t dare to make mistakes if I don’t understand it!”

"That's right, no one else knows how my family got up. You don't know. You're flattering. Back then, you and Du Yunfeng were much more beautiful than this. The Japanese all cleared the way for you."

Zhou Lan sat down on the sofa a little tiredly, raised Erlang's legs, and at the same time made a stop gesture with his hand, "Don't mention this," he took out a cigar tube from the second floor of the coffee table, put it next to his nose and smelled it, Nodding in satisfaction, he put the cigar in his mouth, and said vaguely, "It's all from the past, it's boring."

"That's true," Hou Daiying pulled on the slippers delivered to his feet by the servant, sat down next to Zhou Lan, took out a cigar from the other's mouth, and said while toasting, "Now the situation is changing fast, and the feng shui is turning fast. Who knows how long we can laugh, you see my brother and I are doing well now, but no one can stop us from leaving Tianjin Wei, unlike you, you have a team, you can occupy a piece wherever you want place."

"Occupy the mountain as king?" Zhou Lan squinted at him with a playful look on his lips.

"Don't test me, I know that's what the bandits mean," Hou Daiying handed the cigar to Zhou Lan, who puffed on the fire with his probe, and finally lit it, "It's just that the world is chaotic, no one can be trusted, not the Japanese, not Nanjing , you still have to rely on yourself."

The smoke swirled around in his mouth, Zhou Lan nodded in agreement, and finally said seriously, "That's the reason!"

After the servant delivered the tea, he walked out on the tray. Before leaving, he closed the door of the living room. The Hou family installed an air conditioner, so the living room was cool and very comfortable. The two of them talked about business and private affairs, relaxing and cozy.

The elder brother of the Hou family received a call from his younger brother in the afternoon, saying that Zhou Lan was a guest at home, so he hastily dealt with the matter at hand, left a pile of documents waiting for instructions, and rushed to his younger brother's house.

When it was dark, Hou's car returned and brought down several food boxes, all of which were ordered by Li Shunde. The menu was ordered by Hou Daichen himself. Most of them were refreshing cold dishes. It's crispy and ice-cold in the air-conditioning, and it's eaten with small ingredients.

The three of them had a drink, and they happened to talk about the sale of arms. The house was kept secret and quiet, and it was really a good place for confidential talks.

Zhou Lan revealed that the 29th Army has taken him very seriously recently, not to mention that the tobacco and soil business has been stuck, and even the money he spent on buying guns has been "scraped" along the way, and he will be wiped out after passing a level of checkpoints. Layers of skin.

Holding up a bone china cup, the Hou Daichen touched the rim of Zhou Lan's cup, and made a suggestion: "If you move around, they will control you. If you don't move, thousands of people will just sit and eat, and the military pay will be deducted from you. They are not afraid of your rebellion." .”

"Of course Nanjing doesn't want me to go back on my word again," Zhou Lan took the words and drank it down. The baijiu was too spicy, and it was hot from his throat to his stomach. He knew how warm and cold he was. , if I have any plans, they will act immediately, wishing to recruit my thousands of troops."

"This gang of bastards," Hou Daiying slapped the table, "You are also one of them, so they just hope that you will live well? Do you think it is worth it for you to surrender?"

"Whether it's worth it or not," Zhou Lan turned to him and smiled, with a peaceful expression, as if the difficulties were not his own, "People still have to look forward, I don't want to think about the past, I didn't understand my life before, blame me for being confused , in the future, if I don’t live well, it’s because I have no ability.”

"Brother Zhou is free and easy," Hou Daichen patted Zhou Lan on the shoulder. He thought it was a pity that Zhou and Du had turned their faces, but since ancient times, there were more people who shared wealth and wealth, and fewer shared troubles. Zhou is a good thing to Du, and he praised: "A man can afford it and let it go, my brother is a person who does great things."

Zhou Lan shook her head in shame, then smiled at herself and changed the subject.He said: "I shoot, you show some fresh faces, there are many villages around Baoding, you go and fire a few guns, I will have a reason to use a knife and a gun, otherwise I will be criticized by everyone when I recruit troops, it is really embarrassing." Quite bent."

The Hou family brothers looked at each other, they could help with this, and they agreed with one voice.