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The cheers were loud.

With the last horrifying loud noise in the fully transparent competition box, the shining hydraulic pliers finally found the opponent's abdomen, and plunged straight down to cut ruthlessly.Jian Zixing turned off the rotation, and fully turned on the power behind the self-destruction, and finally saw the gratifying sparks flying.

The host of WMRC was not as provocative as in the folk games, but he still couldn't hide his excited tone.

"Five minutes and 42 seconds, today's longest and most heart-wrenching match has come to an end. Congratulations to our strong player Jian Zixing and his—Xiao Xie!"

The cheers sounded again, and there were only a few dozen people who were qualified to watch the game, but they were able to lift the roof off with a cavity of blood.Several referees on the rostrum whispered to each other from time to time, and from the frequent nodding, they could probably infer some judgments on Xiaoxie.

The air-conditioning in the warehouse was excessive, and Jian Zixing was huddled in a large black sweater, with a sweater hat on his head, and his eyes and brows were almost indifferent and calm.

The competition organized the players to leave the field. He filled out the formalities and was caught again before leaving.

The host is a boy in his twenties, he looks very sunny, his name is Wei Ruiyang, and it is said that he is a newcomer host of the Technology Channel.

"Dark horse, my friend." He pulled Jian Zixing to the side to make room for the staff, and said with a smile, "I heard the judges say hello, it's the one who can go a long way after just watching one game." A potential stock."

Jian Zixing smiled politely, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, we'll see each other often in the future, but let me tell you, next time and when you introduce yourself in the semi-finals, you can say a few more words." Wei Ruiyang sighed, "It's too silent, and everyone wants to know more about you. .”

Jian Zixing paused, then nodded calmly, "Okay."

The surroundings were quiet for two seconds, and Wei Ruiyang suddenly said in a low voice: "You just promised verbally, but you won't be obedient at all, will you?"

Jian Zixing couldn't help laughing.

Wei Ruiyang sighed, "Okay, oh yes, add me as a friend. I graduated from the attached high school a few years ago, and I count you as half of your senior. If you have any questions, please contact me."

Jian Zixing nodded and said yes, and took out his mobile phone to let him scan the code, but he was a little stunned.

Attached middle school, quite a distant name.Obviously spent three years there, but it was completely washed away by the short two months of Yingzhong, and it seemed like a world away when I mentioned it.

After walking out of the race warehouse, he realized that it was getting dark outside. Coming out from the inside seemed to be through the seasons. Jian Zixing took a few steps, took off the sweater over his shirt, and wrapped it around the trolley of the suitcase.

"Thank you." He patted the trolley case, "The former little crab."

The phone is very quiet, Zhong Chen didn't contact him all day today, he only took a picture of lunch at noon and sent it over, it was a very extravagant McDonald's.

Except for a few minutes of concentrating on the actual game, Jian Zixing was a little flustered all day long, and Zhong Chen was very silent. This kind of silence made him feel that it was not a good sign.

As soon as he got on the bus, news from Zhong Chen came in.

-Tuan: Did you get in the car?Game over?

Jian Zixing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

-Jian Zixing: The game is over, return on time, how are you doing?

-Yuan: Yes.I'm leaving now to pick you up at the passenger station. What do you want to eat?I bought it.

-Jian Zixing: Don't worry, let's have a supper tonight. How are you doing today?

-Yuan: It's okay, let's meet and talk, there is still good news for you.

Jian Zixing was stunned for two seconds at the words "good news".

He almost couldn't believe it, and his intuition told him that that person should have nothing to do with what Zhongchen was looking for, and it was too efficient to squat for a day until the result.

But apart from that one thing, Zhong Chen obviously didn't care about anything.

For a few hours on the road, the lights in the bus were turned off, and there was little light on the road, and everyone in the bus was drowsy.Only Jian Zixing couldn't sleep. He was obviously very tired, but he danced tirelessly as if he had the nerves on duty. He even had to rely on concentration to sit firmly on the stool.

finally reached.

The passenger terminal is dilapidated and smells bad, and there are bread drivers pulling people into the bus everywhere.

Jian Zixing dragged the suitcase and just took two steps towards the door, when he saw a familiar figure, still wearing a white shirt and light-colored jeans, standing leaning against the door.

"This." Zhong Chen raised his hand and hooked his lips at him, "No.1 in the group stage is back?"

"Well, we won the competition." Jian Zixing pushed the box and walked quickly, after two steps, he couldn't help trotting, and finally came to Zhongchen's side, "What's the good news?"

Zhong Chen pulled his suitcase freely, "These are all black cars, go a little farther and take the bus."

"Okay." Jian Zixing followed, and couldn't help asking, "What's the good news? That person was found?"

Zhongchen didn't say a word, and the two walked out of the gate of the passenger station. He continued to be silent until he walked along the street until he reached the bus station. Finally, Jian Zixing couldn't take it anymore.

He grabbed Zhongchen's wrist, "What the hell..."

"Your dad." Zhong Chen turned his head and looked at him with a gentle smile in his black eyes, "I just went to the hospital to see your dad, and just in time for the nurse to look for you, I stopped me and said you were in a competition. "

Jian Zixing's heart sank suddenly.

Zhong Chen's eyes were quiet and gentle, he was sincerely happy for him, but it seemed that he lacked a trace of vitality.

"The nurse said that she played the voice messages you sent this week in your dad's ear every day. Just at noon today, your dad suddenly burst into tears. This is a very good omen." Zhong Chen looked down at the two people under the streetlight He curled his lips and said softly: "Not only does it mean that your dad is working very hard to advance to the next stage, but it also shows that you are indeed a very important existence in his heart. A few words of chatting with him can bring out a very strong feeling. emotions."

Jian Zixing's heart suddenly mixed with five flavors, his eyes were sour and hot, and he sucked his nose.

"It's true." Zhong Chen reached out and snorted on top of his head, "Hey, you and your dad took a step forward today, are you happy?"

"I'm very happy." Jian Zixing said, "Tomorrow I'll accompany you to find someone, and I'll go see him after I'm done. If it doesn't work next week, I'll ask for a day off every other day. I won't be able to go to evening self-study, so I will talk in his ear."

"Well, okay." Zhong Chen nodded, reached out to stop the bus, and walked up first carrying Jian Zixing's suitcase.

Jian Zixing had coins in his pocket all the time, and when he threw them into the coin box with a clatter, when the last coin fell, Zhong Chen suddenly whispered next to him, "I don't need to look for someone tomorrow, I...found him today."

The world is silent at this moment.

Jian Zixing seemed to be frozen in place, and he didn't even hear the driver talking to him.Until the bus door closed impatiently and the car started, his body staggered back a step following the inertia.

Zhong Chen took his arm, walked through the loose bus with his head down, got into the last row and sat down.

"Actually, it's not difficult to find at all, and you don't have to squat down." Zhong Chen sat by the window and looked down at his legs, "There are only nine buildings in that area, and seven of them are the family buildings of the Transportation Bureau. They definitely won't be there. The remaining two, I knocked on the door from door to door, simple and rude, and found them at noon."

Jian Zixing's heart was already cold when he heard this, he stretched out his hand blankly to grab Zhongchen, but he stopped stiffly when he stretched halfway, and retracted.

"He was also in the video of the incident last time." Zhong Chen rubbed his cheeks vigorously, "He has a good temper, and he answered all the questions he asked. He is a painter, and he is usually very homely. When he is hungry, he goes downstairs to buy something to deal with. He did pass by the scene on the day of the accident, and he always likes to go out wearing a baseball cap and a mask, Azhai, a little bit of a fool.”

Jian Zixing didn't speak for a long time. I don't know if it was the matter itself, or Zhong Chen's way of narrating in a low voice with his expression covered at the moment, as if there was a desperate hand tightly choking his throat.

"My father's figure is indeed a bit similar to my father's. He looks tall and thin from a distance, but he doesn't exercise, and he can be knocked down with a single punch." After Zhong Chen said the last sentence, he bent his legs weakly, and put his knees against the front of him. Sit back and bury your head down.

"Xing Xing." Zhong Chen muffled: "You and your dad have both moved forward. I'm really happy for you, very happy, but I'm really jealous. I also want to go as high and far as you do, But I'm tied up here and I just can't get out."

The carriage suddenly became quiet, and the scattered people sitting in front were drowsy, as if they didn't exist. In the entire empty carriage, there was only the poor little one curled up with his knees in the back row.

Jian Zixing stretched out his hand to pull Zhongchen, first grabbed his hand, and then went up his arm and hugged his shoulder vigorously.

Zhongchen was not stubborn, unlike those who were in a bad mood and tried to circle themselves up to the point of their own horns, he was pulled up softly, but then he smashed his head on Jian Zixing's shoulder, his face was smothered near his collarbone.

Some people gasp in excitement, while others sink into silence.

Jian Zixing could only detect Zhong Chen's breathing by the regular trace of heat on his skin, and unconsciously stroked his back repeatedly with his hands, before he said with difficulty after a long time: "We ruled out a wrong option, let's continue to look."

After a long time, Zhong Chen hummed with his nose.

No twang, and nothing too emotional.

But Jian Zixing felt that Zhong Chen was crying, he was a little afraid to ask Zhong Chen to raise his head, maybe it was simply hard to imagine what a person like Zhong Chen would look like with red eyes.

"I'm much better." After a while, Zhong Chen whispered: "I walked along the street for two hours in a numbness this afternoon. I grew up here, and I didn't know that place when I walked there. Then I went to see your dad and listened to the little nurse talking to me all the time, so I felt relieved."

As he spoke, he finally raised his head. He didn't see any signs of crying, but his eyes were red and bloodshot, which made people feel distressed.

"Start from the beginning and wait slowly. Anyway, the worst is nothing more than this. My original plan for my life is to wait forever, and don't think about other things."

Jian Zixing was speechless, he looked at Zhong Chen and turned his head to look out of the car window, his eyes still had some loose and indifferent arrogance, but they seemed to be different from before, without that lazy smile, It's a bit like when we first met.

Zhongchen glanced at the road scene outside the car, took out a black mask from his pocket and put it on, "I'll sleep for a while, you can decide what to eat, I can do it."

Jian Zixing hummed, took out his mobile phone and said, "I'll look for it, you should rest for a while."

Zhong Chen closed his eyes and leaned back as if he had fallen asleep. Jian Zixing looked at him, bowed his head and quickly wrote comments.

Hot Pot... Barbecue... Roast Meat...

You have to pick what Zhongchen likes to eat, what did he say he wanted to eat last time?Is it leg of lamb?

After picking and picking for a while, Jian Zixing suddenly felt that his mind was very blank, and the movements of pulling and pulling the screen with his hands were full of machinery.

He wanted to cry very much, a kind of great sadness bound him, and behind the sadness there was heartache.

Zhong Chen, who was asleep, suddenly stretched out his hand, covered his back, and patted him lightly as if to comfort him.

After living for more than ten years, Jian Zixing has never felt more uncomfortable than this moment.

When I was a child, the accident at home was also very difficult, but it is hard to say which is more painful when my own sky is falling or watching someone I care about is falling.

He paused his fingers, "Why don't you eat this one, grilled lamb chops, and lamb scorpion pot, don't you want to eat it?"

Zhongchen closed his eyes and laughed softly, "Remember I want to eat steamed lamb? Okay, let's go to this place."

"Brother Chen." Jian Zixing called out.

"I'm fine." Zhong Chen opened his eyes, the redness receded a little, and he hooked the corners of his lips, "I'll only be uncomfortable for a day or two, and I'll be fine after that, damn, I'm a bastard with a thick skin , people also resist creation."

No one is born resistant.

Hun Zisheng, scolding him where he hurts will make him sad, and slapping him will also feel humiliating.

Jian Zixing could only hold onto Zhong Chen's hand so hard that his joints hurt, let alone Zhong Chen.

But Zhong Chen didn't respond, he closed his eyes calmly and rested his mind, but he also squeezed his hands back hard, and the two of them were holding each other tightly underneath.

"That place is quite close to the traffic bureau, just get off at the traffic bureau station." Jian Zixing said.

"Yeah." Zhong Chen let out a sigh of relief, and laughed again, "It's okay, if you find the wrong person, you will find the wrong person, and it's not my nightmare place, won't it be the same wherever you eat."

Jian Zixing didn't know what to say, so he could only squeeze him harder.

At the stop of the traffic bureau, they were the only ones left in the car.Zhong Chen still insisted on carrying the suitcase, and followed Jian Zixing to get off the car.

"Where is that place?" He smiled and stood on the curb, looking around.

"Ahead." Jian Zixing pointed to the end of the street, "The street is empty today, and it may rain tonight."

"Isn't it?" Zhong Chen hooked the corner of his mouth, "Blue rainstorm warning, it's already getting boring."

Only then did Jian Zixing realize that he had told him with the weather forecast in the morning, and he even found an umbrella from home and put it in the box.

Zhong Chen laughed, and continued walking forward without trying to expose him.

"Hey, Xing Xing." Zhong Chen put his hands in his trouser pockets, walked two steps and looked back at him, "Next week's basketball game, come and cheer for me."

"Okay." Jian Zixing nodded, and asked him seriously, "Do you want a cheer sign? The big one, I can make one for you, and I will hold it for you with Gao Ang."

"That's good." Zhong Chen bent his eyes laughingly, and jumped back twice, "If there is a brand, there must be a slogan. When the time comes, let Gao Ang shout, Zhong! Chen! Zhongchen! You shout, I love you!"

Jian Zixing smiled wryly, and kicked his feet, "Brother, don't hold back if you can't laugh, it's really uncomfortable to see you like this."

Zhong Chen looked at him, and after a while he sighed tiredly.

"It's not as miserable as you said." He looked at his toes and said in a low voice: "But I really need to slow down for a while, and I need something happy to distract me. If you can watch me play, give me If I work harder, I think I will be very happy."

"Yeah." Jian Zixing rubbed his shoulder vigorously, "I'll definitely go, and bring Xiaoxie with me."

Zhong Chen nodded and took a long breath, "It's good to know you, otherwise... I must be very depressed and useless looking for a place to live by myself, no different from a useless dog, or looking for a place in an alley like when I was a child. People are fighting."

When he was young, Zhong Chen found many ways to vent his anger.

For a while, he was obsessed with studying, and when he was crazy about the questions, he would temporarily forget that his father had "gone".

After entering high school, he tried dating, but he was really not in the mood and couldn't fall in love with anyone. The longest one lasted three classes.

Later, I relied on fighting to vent my anger. Fighting is a very good idea. The low-level Xiaopo high school is full of gangsters who have not learned a lesson, and there is no psychological burden at all in fighting.

It's much better now, when the grass grows in my heart, I can still eat and drink with Jian Zixing on the road, no matter how bad it is, listening to this big guy tell me about those 11=2, it's quite decompressing.

"Don't give up on life, really." Jian Zixing looked at him, "I know you won't listen to this sentence, but I have to say it. Your father is your father, and you are you. You can keep a lifetime of regret and love for him. Be obsessed, but don't bet on your own life."

"You have the same accent as my mother now." Zhong Chen hooked the corners of his lips, "When the accident happened, my mother cried so much that her nose almost filled her purse worth tens of thousands of dollars, but after a few years, she suddenly turned into a cold face. The ruthless female chairman, but I am a big man, indecisive and unable to let go."

"Has your mother met someone she likes again?" Jian Zixing asked.

"Of course not." Zhongchen smiled and said softly, "She said she only loves my dad. My dad is gone, and she only loves me and money."

Jian Zixing smiled and did not respond.

Zhongchen's mother should be very similar to Zhongchen.Although it is rarely mentioned, it is a beautiful and strong silhouette in his heart, with a high probability and gentleness.

"Wait a while, brother Chen." Jian Zixing suddenly remembered something, "I'll go and put away the camera, I won't need it anymore."

"Yeah." Zhongchen stopped, "Take it away, if it wasn't for seeing the video of the accident that time, this place wouldn't have anything to do with my dad."

The most critical street light at the intersection was broken, and the corner near the wall of the traffic bureau was extremely dark. Jian Zixing reached out and touched it twice but failed to find it. He said "Hey" and turned around and shouted, "Is my mobile phone with you?"

"Here." Zhong Chen reached into his trouser pocket, "Why do you need a mobile phone?"

"Shine the flashlight for me." Jian Zixing said.

Zhong Chen walked over while crying, and directly swayed over with the flash of his mobile phone.

The white light pierces through the darkness, the red brick walls are gray cement, and the fence and vines are spinning, which are extremely clearly illuminated.

Jian Zixing pushed aside the vines, reached out to touch the blank wall, and stood there in a daze for five seconds without returning to his senses.

"Have you touched it? I've been hungry all day." Zhong Chen walked over muttering, and the light came closer, and the entire wall was illuminated brightly.

Jian Zixing's brain was blank, his thoughts were blank, only his heart began to beat faster.

His hand that was frozen on the wall suddenly moved again, he swiped and pulled it twice in a panic, and then he kicked off the wall vigorously.

"What are you doing!" Zhong Chen was confused, subconsciously turned back to look at the security post, and said in a low voice, "Pengci Traffic Police Team?"

"Aren't you stupid!" Jian Zixing slapped his arm vigorously, pointed at the wall, and yelled in a low voice, "The camera! It's gone!"

Zhong Chen was dumbfounded.

After a long time, he said "Ah?", and then lay down dazedly and even a little foolishly to pick and feel the cracks in the wall.

Jian Zixing looked at the back of his head, and somehow suddenly remembered the shadow of the street lamp kneeling on the road picking the earrings between the bricks of the sidewalk that day.

Become one with the person in front of you.

Jian Zixing suddenly burst into laughter, he pushed Zhong Chen's shoulder hard, and said while choking, "Don't look for it, brother, it's really gone."

"It's gone... It's gone?" Zhong Chen stared blankly at Jian Zixing with blank eyes, "What does this mean?"

"Ask me what the hell." Jian Zixing licked him, "Hurry up, turn off the flashlight, don't call the security guards, I'll watch the video."

"I'll watch it too!" Zhong Chen said, his voice trembling, and he sat on the ground with his buttocks thumping regardless of the dirt.

"You're not afraid of getting dust on your pants." Jian Zixing pouted, then gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, there's no place to sit here, so let's just get dirty."

As he spoke, he sat back and sat down on something soft.

There was silence for three seconds.

"What are you doing?" Jian Zixing looked at Zhong Chen in confusion, the roots of his ears were imperceptibly red in the dark night.

"Ah." Zhong Chen withdrew his hand, "I'm afraid you'd break your tail, you really don't remember that you just fell off yesterday."

"...Damn." Jian Zixing was convinced, feeling his ears were burning, but he could only force himself to turn on the phone calmly, "Hurry up."

"Start watching it in the morning?" Zhong Chen asked, unconsciously putting his hands behind his back.

"You are mentally handicapped." Jian Zixing couldn't help rolling his eyes, "The camera will be interrupted when it is removed, so just start watching from the last half minute of the video."

"Ah, you're right!" Zhongchen quickly reached out and pulled back the progress bar, "Then start at the end!"

The video recording stopped at around three o'clock in the afternoon. Calculated the time, it should be the time when Zhong Chen had lost his mind and wandered to the point where he didn't know which street to go.

At that time, there were cars and people on the street, and it was naturally lively on Saturday afternoon.

A black shadow suddenly flashed in front of the screen, and the lines of the palm covered it from far and near, and the screen went black in less than half a second.

"That's it?" Jian Zixing was stunned, "I didn't even see when that person appeared, and I didn't see the figure and outline clearly, so a hand appeared out of thin air?"

The surroundings were quiet, and Zhong Chen stared at the screen in silence.

Jian Zixing paused, "But I can definitely come here with a purpose, without any hesitation, and it must not be someone from the traffic bureau who discovered or passed by a naughty child, probably..."

"Look at it again." Zhong Chen interrupted him calmly, but there was a slight tremor in his voice.He took the phone over and held it in his palm, his hands were trembling, and he pulled the progress bar back five seconds.

A moment before the palms were completely covered, Zhong Chen pressed the pause button in a hurry.

Then he made the old operation again, as if he was an old man who didn't know the function of taking a screenshot and zooming in. He held the phone in front of his eyes and looked hard.

"What do you see?" Jian Zixing looked at him worriedly, "What can you see when you look at it this way? Don't look at the screen..."

"It's him." Zhong Chen suddenly threw the phone out.

The mobile phone performed a [-]-degree turn and toss in the air for two and a half weeks, and then the screen was facing down, and it fell on the road teeth with a slap, and at least two grooves were cracked by the sound.

Jian Zixing was shocked, and he didn't know whether he was shocked by the sentence "it was him", or by the act of throwing the phone when he said nothing.

"Zhong Yongjun, my father."

Zhong Chen suddenly punched the ground hard twice, kicking his legs vigorously, as if he was fighting wits with the air, but after a long time, he couldn't find a place to vent, so he turned around abruptly and took Jian Zixing into his arms.

Jian Zixing was dazed, he could only feel the big boy's powerful heartbeat through his shirt, everything, everything, messing with him.

"When I was young, my dad held my hands and went to the street. I loved to eat my hands at that time. My fingernails were always in a mess, and there were red marks on his palms every now and then." Zhong Chen gasped on the back of his neck. He said angrily, "Did you see that palm just now? The red ballpoint pen drew two shallow circular arcs on the palm, that is a secret sign! It's Zhong Yongjun who is so damn old and still talking to his son signal!"

Jian Zixing was in great shock and couldn't find his tongue for a long time.

"then you……"

The breath in the ear quickly left and quickly approached, even closer than before.

Zhong Chen cupped his cheeks and took a bite.

Jian Zixing: "..."

Jian Zixing: "???"

Jian Zixing: "!!!"

"Fuck me!" Zhong Chen yelled at him with red eyes.

Be quiet for two seconds.

Then Zhongchen suddenly frowned, cried out with a whimper, wiped his tears wildly with his sleeves and said, "I don't know what else to do other than kiss you, let his mother fart Zhong Yongjun! Dog!"