Can't stop

After several phone calls, Xiao Bixing finally found a car mechanic who was willing to come and change the tire with double the extra money.After hanging up the phone, Xiao Bixing wiped off his cold sweat—fortunately, it was only one tire that was damaged, and the other one had to be replaced. I'm afraid the car would not be able to drive away so smoothly in a while.

Thinking about it carefully, since Li Jian left, he hasn't maintained the car for a long time.This car has been used for two years.It's been two years, this car is already old, but there is still no sign of Li Jian, what is this?Xiao Bixing thought about it, and sneered secretly.

Sitting in the car, the repairman came in a short while.He actually brought a child by his side, who looked only four or five years old.Xiao Bixing frowned, and waved at the repairman from a distance in the car, lazily and weakly.

"Why do you still have a child?" Xiao Bixing's face was cold, as if blaming the repairman a little bit, "The street is so dangerous, what should I do if such a young child runs around and gets into trouble."

"Don't worry, I take care of the child, and I will be responsible for any accidents," the mechanic waved his calloused hands with a smile on his face, "It's not that I'm off work, so I just have time to come over to fix the car, otherwise I will Can't get out yet!"

The workers took the tires out of the big bag and started working after a while.The child was very naughty, pulling the corner of the worker's clothes for a while, and laughing and laughing for a while, which made Xiao Bixing worried for a while, fearing that he would accidentally run into the road and be hit by a car.

"Why don't you let the child sit in the car?" Xiao Bixing raised his eyebrows, his tone unquestionable, "If something goes wrong, no one can afford it."

"Oh, thank you!" The worker pulled the child into the back seat while operating, "Sit down! Don't run around! If you run around again, I will beat you!"

Xiao Bixing sighed helplessly as he looked at the child locked in the car door, he really didn't like children, especially children who would be fussy all the time.

Xiao Bixing stood outside the car, waiting for the workers to fix the car.As soon as the tire was about to be replaced, the child in the car couldn't sit still anymore. He actually climbed into the driver's seat and yelled at the horn on the steering wheel.Xiao Bixing couldn't bear it anymore, he ran to the door of the driver's seat and opened the door.

"This... Isn't this godfather?" Xiao Bixing was about to carry the child out of the car door, but was stunned by the child's words.He stood there dumbfounded, looked along the child's finger, and saw something.

It was a photo that had been sitting there quietly for many years.This is a photo of him and Li Jian on the Bund. For two years, he has kept this photo in the car and is reluctant to throw it away.

"You know him?" Xiao Bixing stared, his voice trembling, "Where have you seen him?!"

Seeing Xiao Bixing's fierce face, the child suddenly burst into tears.He wowed out of the car door and ran to his dad.

Only then did Xiao Bixing realize that he was overly excited just now. He collected himself, then took the photo to the side of the workers, and pointed at the photo.

"The kid said that the one in the photo is his godfather." Xiao Bixing looked serious, staring closely at the worker's face, "Do you recognize him?"

The worker squinted his eyes to look at the photo, then laughed and said, "This is not his godfather, the person in this photo is more airy than this kid's godfather!"

After hearing this, the corners of Xiao Bixing's mouth twitched unconsciously.That's right, I'm really too sensitive, how could I take something that the kid said casually seriously?

After Xiao Bixing finished repairing the car, the worker left with the child.He left Xiao Bixing a business card of a repair shop, saying that if there is any problem with the car, he can come to the factory to find him.

Sitting in the cab, Xiao Bixing quietly lit a cigarette and started smoking.He picked up the photo in his hand again, and looked at it carefully in front of his eyes.

It's been two years and there's no news about Li Jian. Is it necessary to keep this photo?After thinking about it, Xiao Bixing threw the photo into the ashtray and burned it with a cigarette.

The photo that was burned by the cigarette butt was burnt with a hole in it.Seeing the damage on the photo, Xiao Bixing felt a twinge of pain in his heart. He immediately pressed his fingers to extinguish the flame that was about to rise, and extinguished the flame that was about to ignite.The heat made him ache for a while, and at first glance, a blister had formed on his finger.

Looking at the wound on his finger, Xiao Bixing couldn't help laughing at himself.That's right, isn't his heart the same as his own finger—every time he wants to remove Li Jian from his heart, his heart aches.