SAYE

Jiang Cheng didn't want to answer this phone call. Since he came here, no, it should be said that he knew that he was adopted, he found it difficult to face Shen Yiqing again, and he was unwilling to face Shen Yiqing again.

There is no serious conflict between him and that family, but all kinds of strict and almost harsh discipline since he was a child, the atmosphere that is so cold that he can't really relax after returning home, plus those hidden things in Li Baoguo's body. The stigma of him... Perhaps because of these, he probably entered the so-called rebellious period from the beginning of elementary school, and has been "rebellious" until he left at the end, and the rebellion did not end.

He didn't know what kind of atmosphere the people at home were like when he was not at home, but as soon as he entered the door, he could feel irritable, and subconsciously exploded the thorns all over his body.

His home gave him warmth, comfort and relaxation, even far less than Pan Zhi's home where his parents played mahjong for more than half of the week.

Except for his academic performance, he probably has nothing else to satisfy his parents. The relationship with his parents is like being forced to participate in a war commanded by them, but he has never won.

So he has always attached great importance to grades. No matter how "muddy" he is usually, he will go all out when facing the exam. During the "war" of more than ten years, this is his only stronghold.

But the last explosive dispute broke the last trace of his relationship with that family.

Before, he always thought that his father...Jiang Wei's hospitalization with pneumonia had nothing to do with him. It was all on his own head and he was full of rage.

Now that I think about it, maybe it's not completely unrelated.

Maybe it's because of the long-term depression. The adopted children have never been integrated into the family. They have always resisted like a ticking time bomb under their education, and they will be very tired.

Jiang Cheng took the blacked-out mobile phone next to the bed, and remained silent.

If he didn't know that he was not his own, and if he hadn't returned here, he might have continued to struggle in that home with confidence as before, and continued to resist violently.

But now it seems that he has finally escaped from a story. When he stood aside and looked back at the past, whether it was his own behavior or the behavior of everyone in the family, he seemed to have the answer.

The phone rang again, it was still Shen Yiqing.

Jiang Cheng looked at the phone for a while, swiped his finger on the screen, and picked up the phone: "Hello?"

"Xiaocheng?" Shen Yiqing's voice was over there.

"Yes." Jiang Cheng replied.

Gu Fei got up and walked out of the bedroom, and gently closed the bedroom door.

Jiang Cheng leaned back in the chair, actually counting the time, the time of no contact was not too long, Shen Yiqing's voice over there unexpectedly became a little strange.

He suddenly felt a little disappointed. He wanted to be intimate, but he hadn't succeeded for more than ten years. He wanted to become more strange, but it was so simple.

"How are you doing now?" Shen Yiqing asked.

"Very good." Jiang Cheng replied.

"Then... where is Li Baoguo?" Shen Yiqing asked again.

Jiang Cheng frowned, he didn't want Shen Yiqing to know about this, he was afraid of being asked again, what happened, why, and then...

Without waiting for Jiang Cheng's answer, Shen Yiqing said again: "Did he... commit suicide?"

"En." Jiang Cheng responded.

"What's going on?" Shen Yiqing's voice could imagine her frowning.

"I don't know." Jiang Cheng closed his eyes, "He has lung cancer and has no money to treat it."

Shen Yiqing was silent for a while before speaking again: "Is it related to you?"

"What?" Jiang Cheng was stunned.

"He committed suicide, does it have anything to do with you?" Shen Yiqing asked.

"Fuck me?" Jiang Cheng was shocked.

Shen Yiqing sighed very dissatisfied with his swear words from the receiver: "Tell me the truth, although you are not in this house now, but..."

"What am I telling the truth?" Jiang Cheng felt that he must have memorized books all night and now his mind is not clear. He couldn't think of any logic for Shen Yiqing's question, "What am I telling the truth? What kind of truth do you want to hear?" ?”

"Xiaocheng," Shen Yiqing said, "your brother called me."

"Who the hell is my brother!" Jiang Cheng roared, the confusion of knowing everything and being unable to figure out anything made him feel like wanting to blow up instantly.

"Calm down!" Shen Yiqing also raised his voice, "I don't want to hear you yelling hysterically again!"

It's not surprising that Li Hui called Shen Yiqing.

What Li Hui said to Shen Yiqing, I don't know, it's not surprising.

No matter what Li Hui said, Shen Yiqing did not believe it.

But the reason for Jiang Cheng's sudden outburst was that Shen Yiqing didn't believe him either.

She's just calling for confirmation.

Why did Li Baoguo commit suicide within a year after he came back?

Why did Li Hui call and say...

"All right, I'll calm down." Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, touched his body, but found no smoke, he got up and went to open the bedroom door.

Gu Fei was standing by the living room window looking at the moon when he heard the door knock and turned his head.

Jiang Cheng walked over, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took a cigarette and drank it, Gu Fei took out the lighter, and helped him light the cigarette.

"Can you tell me what Li Hui said first?" Jiang Cheng turned and went back to the bedroom, closing the door.

"You..." Shen Yiqing probably heard the sound of a lighter, and also heard what he said with a cigarette in his mouth.

"I smoke," Jiang Cheng said, "I'm sorry, I can't help it now."

I am sorry.

This is probably what he said the most at home before. Every time he failed to "occupy the high ground", he would put this sentence out first.

It has been a long time, and the number of times has increased, and the three words "sorry" in his heart sometimes even carry an angry atmosphere, just like that day at the riverside when he yelled a series of "sorry" at Gu Fei as if venting, just like now He would say sorry to Shen Yiqing in a restless manner.

I'm sorry that on some occasions, it became his way of expressing emotions.

Somewhat ridiculous.

"Li Hui said that you took Li Baoguo's 3 yuan." Shen Yiqing didn't go around any more, and said directly, "Li Baoguo's life-saving money, is it true?"

Although Jiang Cheng could almost guess what Li Hui said, it was nothing more than money, money, money, money, but when he suddenly heard Shen Yiqing say that, he still felt blocked.

There was some buzzing in his head, and his chest was stuffy, which made him suddenly want to laugh.

Then he was a little nauseated, and the strong feeling of wanting to vomit made him quickly pick up the cup on the table and take a few mouthfuls of cold water.

"It's not like you haven't had contact with Li Baoguo before." Jiang Cheng took a breath, controlling his emotions, "When you adopted me, when you retired me, you should know what kind of person he was."

Shen Yiqing didn't speak.

"Whether he has 3 yuan or not, is it possible for him to put the money where I can get it?" Jiang Cheng took two puffs of cigarettes, "Even if you don't know what kind of person he is, you should support him anyway." I have been with me for 17 years, a dog should know when it will bite and when it will wag its tail!"

"Xiao Cheng," Shen Yiqing sighed, "I know that I feel uncomfortable when I ask you this, but there are some things that must be asked clearly before I can judge where I should stand."

"I have never touched his money, and I have nothing to do with him committing suicide. I gave him the money when he was sick, and when Li Hui asked me for money when he died, I gave it too." Jiang Cheng said.

When he said this, he was suddenly very wronged, and his nose was a little sore.

Facing this woman he has called his mother for 17 years, he needs to explain to her the fact that he thinks she should be very clear.

Although Shen Yiqing was such a person, at this moment, Jiang Cheng was once again deeply disappointed.

Or he is too naive. He naively and wishfully thinks that the "mother-child" love of more than ten years will still exist more or less, and that mothers don't need the truth and the truth to "stand in any position". Trusting your child is like a conditioned reflex.

But between Shen Yiqing and him, there was no such conditioned reflex. Shen Yiqing rationally needed a "fact" before he could decide which side to stand on.

Jiang Cheng could understand it, but it was hard to accept it.

It took him a long time to forcefully stop thinking about it, and the entanglements about the past ten years that he no longer entangled with were brought up again.

"Xiao Cheng, actually, even though you...but I still don't think it's possible for you to touch his money," Shen Yiqing said, "It's just that Li Hui said it so clearly that he even cried, that's why I asked you first."

"It's okay," Jiang Cheng smiled, "You don't know our people too well, if you two face to face, he might be able to give you a clean-cut watch."

"Where do you live now? Have you moved out?" Shen Yiqing asked.

"I rented the house myself." Jiang Cheng replied.

Shen Yiqing sighed softly, and remained silent for a long time. Jiang Cheng felt that he had already guessed what she wanted to say, and was hesitating. After all, this was the only person in his mind who could be associated with the word "mother". He still knows a lot.

"I'm fine now," he put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, "I... just stay here."

"You alone..." Shen Yiqing still hesitated.

Jiang Cheng interrupted her: "I'm not alone."

I am a dog.

He tried very hard to control himself so that he didn't say the latter sentence.

But suddenly I wanted to laugh.

Then he laughed.

"What's so ridiculous?" Shen Yiqing over there was baffled by his laughter, and his tone of voice was obviously displeased, "Why do you still treat your life so casually?"

"Casual?" Jiang Cheng withdrew his smile, "No, I don't treat my life casually at all. Now I know very well what I need and what I don't need."

"Okay." Shen Yiqing probably didn't want to continue talking to him, "If you think so, I won't interfere."

"Thank you." Jiang Cheng said.

"Let me ask one last thing." Shen Yiqing regained his composure, "Did you just say you were not alone?"

"Well," Jiang Cheng glanced at the closed bedroom door, "I'm not alone now."

I am a dog.

Jiang Cheng didn't know what was wrong with him, his mind was filled with glue, and he couldn't get over this stalk no matter what.

Although he was very irritable and annoyed, he still wanted to laugh, so much that he had to bite his lip to control himself not to laugh again like he had taken the wrong medicine.

"Did you have a girlfriend?" Shen Yiqing asked.

girlfriend.

puppy love.

Shen Yiqing has never explicitly mentioned prohibition to him, but her attitude can be seen from Shen Yiqing's disgusting evaluation of Pan Zhi who has been in various "puppy love".

Jiang Cheng stood up, walked to the window of the bedroom, looked outside at the night scene which was filled with forgotten loneliness, but now began to take on a slight autumn atmosphere, and suddenly felt an urge to throw off all the restraints on his body.

Even though he didn't even know what the restraints were, he still wanted to yell, to tear off his clothes, to jump out, to just step in the air.

"No," he looked at the particularly round moon tonight, closed his eyes and took a breath, "I made a boyfriend."

He couldn't hear what kind of reaction Shen Yiqing had over there, and he didn't want to hear it clearly. He just felt that in his mind, in his body, and in the intertwined shadows outside that became strangely dark because of the bright moonlight, there were all Howling wind.

It made him feel refreshed all over.

"Thank you for raising me for so many years and putting so much thought into it," Jiang Cheng closed his eyes, "But I didn't bring you any joy, I'm very sorry, but there's nothing I can do to make it up, so many things have happened in these years , I can’t make it up anymore, I’m sorry, don’t worry about me anymore, I will be fine, no matter where I am, I have my own way to prove my meaning.”

What Shen Yiqing was saying was too windy for him to hear clearly.

"Change your phone number, I really don't want you to be harassed by that kind of scoundrel again because of me, and don't tell me your number," Jiang Cheng said, "Also, just this once, I hope you can trust me, I really can have a good time.”

When the bedroom door opened, Gu Fei was about to light a cigarette. He had already teleported back and forth between the bedroom door and the window at the speed of light seven or eight times.

Every time he thought that Jiang Cheng was going to come out, he hurried back to the window and pretended to light a cigarette with a calm face, but when there was no movement, he went to listen again, and then went back to the window and pretended to light a cigarette.

But this time he really wanted to light a cigarette, and Jiang Cheng finally came out.

He was also carrying the thermos pot with chicken wings.

"Finished the phone call?" Gu Fei put the cigarette and lighter on the table next to him.

"Well," Jiang Cheng nodded, "I just forgot to put the lid on, it seems a bit cold, should I heat it up?"

"Give it to me," Gu Fei took the thermos, "Pour it into the pot and it will be hot."

Jiang Cheng followed him into the kitchen, and leaned against the wall to watch him work.

He took a small pot to the sink to wash it, then poured the chicken wings into it, and put it on the stove to heat it up. Jiang Cheng just leaned against the wall without saying a word.

He didn't ask, the reason why Shen Yiqing made this call was very clear, it was because Li Hui called, no one would be in a good mood for this kind of conversation.

"Start today." Jiang Cheng said suddenly, his voice very calm.

"Ah." Gu Fei turned his head.

Jiang Cheng's whole state was very serious, and his expression seemed to have made some important decision.

"I go to bed one hour late every day." Jiang Cheng said.

"Ah?" Gu Fei didn't realize it, "What are you doing an hour late for sleeping?"

"Review." Jiang Cheng said.

"...Oh!" Gu Fei never thought that what Jiang Cheng was going to say would be such an important decision, and he didn't know how to respond immediately, "Oh!"

"You also go to bed late, and help me pump my back until 1 o'clock." Jiang Cheng said.

"Okay." Gu Fei nodded.

"Thank you." Jiang Cheng patted him on the shoulder, "Little Gu."

Gu Fei quickly reached out and touched his forehead, but he didn't have a fever.

"What's the matter, little Gu?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"...It's nothing Xiao Jiang," Gu Fei said, "The chicken wings will be warmed up soon, why don't you drink a bottle of milk later?"

"Okay." Jiang Cheng nodded, turned and went back to the bedroom.

Then Gu Fei heard Jiang Cheng's particularly hearty laughter in the bedroom.

He hesitated, turned off the fire, and entered the bedroom as well.

Jiang Cheng was lying on the bed and couldn't stop laughing.

"Are you alright, Xiao Jiang?" Gu Fei knelt down on the bed and touched his face.

"It's okay, I don't know what's wrong," Jiang Cheng looked at him while smiling, "I suddenly wanted to laugh, and I couldn't hold back when I was on the phone, so I really wanted to laugh."

"Laugh if you want to." Gu Fei squeezed his chin, "It's easy to review after laughing."

"Yes." Jiang Cheng nodded.

After laughing for about a minute, Jiang Cheng stopped laughing suddenly, sat up frowning, and before Gu Fei could speak, he jumped off the bed and ran out without his shoes on.

"What's wrong?" Gu Fei shouted.

"Spit!" Jiang Cheng ran into the toilet.

When Gu Fei followed into the toilet, Jiang Cheng had already bent over to prop up the wall, vomited into the toilet until the sky was dark.

He hurried back to the bedroom to get Jiang Cheng's cup, twisted the towel and waited beside him.

"Fuck," Jiang Cheng vomited for a few minutes before he recovered, "What the hell is my reaction?"

"I don't know," Gu Fei felt okay after listening to him, and passed the towel over, "If you want to put it on the TV, your situation should be that your chest feels tight, your eyes go dark, and then a mouthful of old blood spurts out, but you Now I’m malnourished, so I can only spit out what I just ate.”

"Your uncle," Jiang Cheng laughed again while facing the toilet, and then sighed in a drawn-out voice, "Hey——"

"Brother Cheng," Gu Fei looked at him, "I'm a little worried."

"A little bit?" Jiang Cheng pressed the toilet to flush, then turned to look at him.

"I'm very worried." Gu Fei immediately changed his words.

"I'm really fine." Jiang Cheng lay down on the washbasin, turned on the faucet, and splashed water on his face, "I was just angry. I was really angry, but I didn't hold back. Later, I opened up the seven meridians and eight channels on my own. .”

"Did Li Hui call and say you took Li Baoguo's money?" Gu Fei asked.

"Well, because I took Li Baoguo's life-saving money, Li Baoguo committed suicide by jumping off the building," Jiang Cheng said while rinsing his mouth, "Gu Fei, do you know where Li Hui's family lives?"

"Going to find him?" Gu Fei was stunned.

"Well, look for him," Jiang Cheng said, "I want to remove all obstacles."

"What obstacle?" Gu Fei asked.

"The obstacle that affects my reviewing mood." Jiang Cheng glanced at him.

"...Oh!" Gu Fei was once again speechless and nodded vigorously.

Gu Fei always felt that Jiang Cheng was very calm, but his mood was still a little unstable.

Even if he used his amazing memory to answer all the questions correctly, he was still not normal. For example, at 01:30 in the middle of the night, Gu Fei had to take him to Li Hui's house to check the door.

"Didn't you say it's not far away? It's all on the site of your steel factory." Jiang Cheng said.

"Well," Gu Fei responded, and took a Jiang Cheng coat from the cabinet and handed it to him, "Put it on, it's getting cold now."

"You also take one and put it on," Jiang Cheng said.

"Okay." Gu Fei took out another one, and the two of them put on their coats and went out.

At this moment, the night wind was able to blow through the two clothes and hit them. As soon as they went out, they both pulled their coats subconsciously.

There are no pedestrians and cars on the street anymore. Walking along the road among the street lights that are on and off, I feel lonely walking in a parallel space.

Li Hui's house is just ahead, in the few low buildings at the edge of the steel factory.

"It's right in front," Gu Fei stopped and pointed, "The building with 7 written on it."

"Yeah." Jiang Cheng also stopped and looked over there.

The wind was blowing a little anxiously, Gu Fei leaned against him, and his arms were close to his.

"Actually, I just want to take a look," Jiang Cheng said softly, "I don't want to trouble Li Hui, I don't want to warn him, I don't want to scold him, I don't want to beat him. Clear the way."

"En." Gu Fei responded.

"Just such a person," Jiang Cheng said, "That's it. I won't let myself be affected because of these people. From now on, I can no longer be disturbed."

"Yeah." Gu Fei rubbed his lower back.

"After all, I am the one who wants to treat you to 800 yuan of noodles and 200 yuan of meat," Jiang Cheng said, "I want to have nothing else to do."

"You can definitely do it." Gu Fei smiled.

Just as he was about to ask Jiang Cheng if he wanted to go for a walk elsewhere to relax his mind, there was a burst of shouting from the 7th building. There were men's scolding and women's screaming. All shouted out.

Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment, and wanted to take a few steps over there, but Gu Fei pulled Jiang Cheng into the shadow beside him with his keen "steel factory radar".

As soon as I stood up, I saw a person rushing out of the 7th building over there.

A ball of white.

A naked man.

Just like that, wrapped in the wind, he rushed out while crying and howling.

"Li Hui." Gu Fei said.

Jiang Cheng frowned and didn't speak.

There were several people behind Li Hui, all wearing clothes.

Several people were still holding things in their hands. Besides sticks, Jiang Cheng also saw flashing metal light, maybe it was an iron rod, maybe it was a knife.

Li Hui had nothing else in his body except the parts brought out of his mother's womb. After running like this for a few steps, he was thrown to the ground by the fully dressed people behind him.

Then it was submerged.

"I'm calling the police! I'm calling the police!" A woman screamed and ran out of the corridor, wearing only a pair of underwear and a vest.

The group of people surrounding Li Hui didn't seem to hear her words, and they raised their hands and swung them down hard.

"Let's go." Jiang Cheng turned his head away. This style of play is to kill someone. "Go for a stroll."

"En." Gu Fei responded.

Walking a long way along the other road, the chaotic voices behind him all disappeared. Jiang Cheng raised his head and took a breath, and hummed softly: "I want to step on the confusion and walk through time..."

"Didn't you say you only know one sentence?" Gu Fei asked with a smile.

"I'm lying to you," Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows, "I think you have you on my left shoulder..."

Gu Fei quickly moved from the right to his left, Jiang Cheng glanced at him, then continued with a smile: "The right shoulder..."

"Smile on the right shoulder." Gu Fei immediately moved back to the right, and echoed him.