A Train Named Evil

Is willow considered flower arrangement?The willow branches are dry and thin, and the dyed colors are gaudy, which is not pretty.

Mrs. Wu poured two cups of tea, told them to sit down on the sofa, and knocked on the bedroom door.Mr. Wu appeared on the stage wearing a nightgown, carrying a puff of tobacco smoke, and the straps of the nightgown fluttered on both sides.He is still the same as Wu Fengrong remembers, even years of prison life have not been able to wear down his arrogant and conceited character.Upon seeing him, Wu Fengrong immediately had a premonition that there must be a fight between the father and son.

Wu Fengrong stood up and made room for him: "Dad."

The old man glanced at him, motioned him to sit with his chin, his sharp eyes drifted to Zhou Yanling, showing a questioning expression.

"This is my lover, Zhou Yanling. Yanling, this is my dad." Wu Fengrong said.

Zhou Yanling shook hands with the old man: "Hi, uncle. My surname is Zhou, Yan from Yan'an, Er Lingling."

The old man's eyes widened, and he hit Wu Fengrong on the head with his hands: "It's against you——"

Wu Fengrong dodged, speaking unconsciously with irritability: "Save it. It's hard to take a leave to come back. Isn't he a man? It's worth it?" The old man wanted to beat him, so he continued to speak in a weird way: "What scene have you never seen before?" , I haven’t tried any gameplay, I’m two rounds older, and I can’t match my mind, so it’s a joke to spread the word.”

Mrs. Wu hurried forward to pull her husband, but Zhou Yanling blocked Wu Fengrong behind her, not daring to take a breath.He finally knew that Wu Fengrong's temper was the same as his father's. He hadn't been home for more than ten years, and he was doing martial arts all the time. It was really not suitable for him to live together.

"Rongrong, your father is happy, he hasn't seen you for a long time, don't take it to heart..." the old lady said.

The old man waved his wife's hand and said bitterly: "What do you think you are doing well? There are explosions and dead people. Do you know how their titles are written? Take the blame and resign! You still feel that your face It's light up!"

"Write it as you like, it's none of my business if someone else farts, smells good."

"A mouth full of farts or men, you like these things? What kind of platform are you on?"

"I don't have to be on stage. I just have a good time with him, and I like it!"

The old man didn't catch his breath, and his eyes seemed to pop out. Mrs. Wu was so frightened that she patted him on the chest, signaling Wu Fengrong to stop talking.Even Zhou Yanling couldn't see it, and grabbed his hand and said in a low voice.Wu Fengrong reluctantly closed his mouth, put the red wine bottle he brought on the coffee table, and said abruptly: "Okay, let me save a word, you always have a little bit of virtue. This is Yan Ling's filial piety to you. It's not cheap, so keep it for drinking. I'll take someone here to show you, and I have to catch the evening plane back, and I have to go to work tomorrow morning, so I won't accompany you for dinner."

After speaking, he pulled Zhou Yanling and walked out the door.

Zhou Yanling smiled wryly and was dragged outside by him. Unexpectedly, this home visit would end in less than 10 minutes.

The two were about to go downstairs when Mrs. Wu caught up.

"Rongrong!" The old man's voice echoed back and forth on the narrow stairway.Wu Fengrong's eyes were a little red, he didn't know whether he was angry or sad, but when his mother held his hand, his expression was still stiff.The old man said: "Your father has that temper, and you don't know...he is very happy. You texted me the day before yesterday saying that you would come back. He was very happy. He dug out your childhood photo album, a thick one, and read it." It's late. He didn't really want to hit you..."

Wu Fengrong didn't speak for a long time.After a while, he nodded reluctantly: "I know."

The old lady breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. I'm afraid you are unhappy. He is actually worried about you, not to blame you. There are so many newspapers at home that exploded and resigned. He bought a lot of newspapers that day and returned them. I was taken aback. He read every article carefully, and even called his former friends to ask about the situation. He was afraid that something would happen to you, and that you would be punished. The last thing he wanted, the last thing he wanted It's just that you, like him, fell into some kind of prison..."

Having said that, the old lady stopped and sighed.

Wu Fengrong held her hand after hesitation: "It's my fault, I'm too irritable." After a pause, he continued: "I understand, don't think I'm careless, I won't come back because of this Get angry with Dad about something. We haven't seen each other for so many years, and it's normal to quarrel, he needs a channel to vent, and I have to... make mental preparations. "

It was getting late, and I didn't have time to eat, so I still have regrets after all.Zhou Yanling didn't let go of Wu Fengrong's hand. In the taxi, Wu Fengrong's head was next to his shoulder, and his expression was quiet.After a while, Zhou Yanling raised his hand to his lips and kissed it, suddenly thinking of Yinliu from the Wu family.

"Why do you plant silver willows in your house? Aren't lilies, roses, and carnations also very good." He asked.

Wu Fengrong said casually: "There is a habit of planting silver willows in the south. Liu Tongliu means long stay."

Zhou Yanling groaned, and didn't speak any more.Wu Fengrong suddenly tilted his head and leaned forward to kiss him on the mouth. The two kissed in the closed taxi.Zhou Yanling hugged his waist, obviously feeling that Wu Fengrong's mood improved a lot.

"Are you scared? Are you afraid that he will kick you out in the future?" Wu Fengrong asked.

Zhou Yanling smiled and said: "It's his disadvantage to throw me out, I originally wanted to be more filial to his old man."

"Next time you don't need to bring such expensive wine, they won't be able to drink the good and the bad."

"It's the first time, I'll give you some face."

Wu Fengrong was very happy, his vanity was satisfied.Zhou Yanling has been acting a little too good recently.After he got out of the hospital, he didn't have to go to the police station anymore, he just rested at home for two months.Originally, the insurance company unilaterally announced that he had been fired. After his innocence was confirmed, the human resources department sent an invitation letter to invite him back, but Zhou Yanling did not reply. Wu Fengrong could see that he didn't really want to go back, maybe he really wanted to take a long vacation for himself , anyway, he is not short of money.As a result, Wu Fengrong was busy with job transfers, running around the high-speed rail station and the railway bureau without touching the ground, and Mr. Zhou was comfortable cooking and cleaning at home every day.

If he is idle, he is not idle. In the morning, he got up earlier than Wu Fengrong, made breakfast, and drove Wu Fengrong to work. The lunch was prepared yesterday.If Wu Fengrong works overtime at night, there will be a bowl of supper waiting for him when he comes back.Forget about housework, he even made the PPT for Wu Fengrong's year-end work report, which is equivalent to having an extra life secretary.Wu Fengrong is very happy, but sometimes he can't help wondering whether Zhou Yanling is behind his back, and he is not sure whether Zhou Yanling is willing to live this kind of life for a long time.

"You should find something to do." Wu Fengrong yawned lazily in his arms: "Let me tell you, a man can't stay at home like this all the time. It's okay if you want to rest for a month or so, but it won't work if you grow up." Good. Staying at home tends to become nagging and get old quickly."

Zhou Yanling joked: "Are you afraid that I won't be able to support you?"

Wu Fengrong scolded him: "I want you to raise it? I've never seen such a long face for myself."

It was almost early morning when we returned to Tongzhou.

The plane landed on the runway, and the glass building of the airport stood under the canopy. The empty apron was exposed from the wilderness in the suburbs, like a shaved forehead with white scalp left.The streetlights along the runway formed into balls of beeswax-colored light, clean, elegant, and simple. The plane stopped like a big bird. When a bird came in the sky, another bird flew away.

The air was still a bit cold, Wu Fengrong tightened his coat.Zhou Yanling carried the bag for him, and the two walked out of the terminal side by side.

Wu Fengrong was really sleepy. He used to run with the car for two or three days without sleep and didn't feel tired. On the contrary, he didn't work much overtime now, and his body couldn't keep up.Furthermore, after living together with Zhou Yanling, there was a fiery living person on the bed, which was much more comfortable than my own cold quilt.If you get used to sleeping, you will inevitably develop a delicate disease. The more delicate you are, the lazy you will be. It is indeed easy to go from frugal to extravagant.

Zhou Yanling went to drive: "I'll be home right away, hold on for a while."

Wu Fengrong was waiting for him where he was.In the dry cold wind, Wu Fengrong felt as if he had never left. The gentleness in the south was just a beautiful girl who stopped by the window, smiled at him, and then walked over.He originally wanted to go back to find his roots, and wanted to start over, but in the end he didn't say it.Where is there to start over?Just bite the bullet and move forward.

What follows is the beginning of him and Zhou Yanling, a story that belongs only to the two of them.

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