Boiler Detective: Forbidden Love

The train was running smoothly, and the sound of "clang, bang, eat" flowed into the ears like an electric current. Perhaps it was because he was too tired, Zhang Zheng fell asleep with his head tilted.

I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up, it was already dark, and the place around me was empty. Zhang Zheng rubbed his neck, his neck was a little stiff, and his neck was a little stiff and sore.

He took out the dry food and mineral water in his bag and ate it, but Zhang Zheng couldn’t fall asleep, he sat fixedly on his seat and listened to the regular sound of the train, the old and young people in the carriage were stumbling around, and almost fell asleep. From time to time, there was a slight snoring sound.

Against the backdrop of these small sounds, the night was even quieter. Zhang Zheng's brain, which had been asleep for almost a day, was very active at the moment, and his mind was full of the same person.

Zhang Zheng misses Lawson.Want it so so much.

I've never missed someone so much.However, he didn't even know where he was.

Zhang Zheng found with some regret that he didn't even leave one of Lawson's things behind.

Only a little memory didn't appear in the dream. Zhang Zhenghe was afraid of anything, but when he thought of it, Zhang Zheng couldn't help being afraid. He was really afraid that he would never see Luo Sen again.

After sitting quietly like this all night, Zhang Zheng finally couldn't help but squinted his eyes when it was almost dawn.

By the time we got off the bus, it was already another night.

The nights in Guangxi are different from the bustling and bright Shanghai Beach. The nights in Guangxi are really just nights.Except for a small light bulb for lighting, the five-hundred-mile radius is completely pitch-black.

Zhang Zheng found a hotel near the train station and stayed.The hotel is very small, Zhang Zheng put his luggage in and took up most of the space, took a quick shower and Zhang Zheng fell asleep.

Anyway, tomorrow is a new day, everything can start again.

Guangxi, a poor and remote place, lacks everything except poor people.

People here hardly read newspapers, of course, because they look down on newspapers.Beggars begging for food can be seen everywhere in the narrow streets, ragged and unkempt.A slightly more well-dressed person passed by, but just swearing and walking away.

Zhang Zheng only had fragmentary memories of Guangxi. Now that such a scene was in front of him, Zhang Zheng was a little shocked.

"Good job, good job..." In Guangxi, such a voice is as ordinary as the shouting in Shanghai.

When passing by a little boy who was so dark that he could no longer see his appearance, he stretched out his thin hands and tightly grabbed Zhang Zheng's trousers, knelt on the ground, his body trembling, as if he was enduring some pain, he curled up tightly .

Zhang Zheng quickly squatted down and helped the little boy up. There was no trace of blood on his disheveled face, and his pale and dry lips opened and closed.

"Are you okay?" Zhang Zheng picked up the little boy.

"...water, water..."

Zhang Zheng hurriedly took out a bottle of water from his bag for the little boy to drink, and pulled out last night's bread to feed the little boy. The little boy was starving, and Zhang Zheng felt a little distressed by the way he was devouring it.

"Don't worry, slow down, there are more here."

The little boy still didn't stop, but became more anxious. Zhang Zheng was about to take out another piece of bread from his bag, but he was surprised to find that there were many people gathered around him.

Holding the rice bowl, he ran over to grab something. The little boy bit the last piece of bread and swallowed it whole. His cheeks puffed up, and he stared wide-eyed at the besieged uncle.

"Okay, give me something to eat..."

From their point of view, Zhang Zheng was the savior, and no one would let go of the last straw, and they all desperately clung to it.

"Everyone, don't worry, everyone has a share." Zhang Zheng shouted while taking out food from his bag.

In the end, there was nothing in the bag, and all the edible food was given to them, so they gradually dispersed and continued to nest in the corner.

Zhang Zheng tidied up his things, and the people watching the street sighed deeply. Just as he was about to get up, a pair of black and thin hands on his trouser legs grabbed him.

It's that little boy.

Looking at him longingly, Zhang Zheng looked down at him. He was only six or seven years old, just reaching his waist, and Zhang Zheng couldn't bear to refuse his shining eyes.

All the way back to the door of the hotel, the little boy was still following him, not too close, just following him so far away, it was very pitiful.

The old man selling pancakes at the door saw the little black ball behind Zhang Zheng, and said to Zhang Zheng while making pancakes, "That kid, I see him every day, sometimes I see him pitiful, so I secretly give him a pancake to eat. As kind as you are, you saved a street."

"Here, young man, here's your pancake."

Zhang Zheng took the pancake and asked, "Master, is there no one here?"

The old man shook his head while searching for money, "I can't control it, here, it's good enough to protect myself, who didn't come here from being so hungry. Sigh..."

"Here, young man, your money."

Zhang Zheng took the money and asked again, "Master, do you know any cheaper rental houses nearby?"

The old man pointed to the front, "Go straight from here, there is an intersection in front of you and turn left, all of them are there."

Zhang Zheng calculated his financial burdens, he could support himself for a week in Shanghai, and probably two weeks here, but since he lived here, he had to solve the housing problem first, so Zhang Zheng followed the direction of the old man.

The little boy followed him all the time.

Watching from a distance, followed closely.

Be careful.

Zhang Zheng didn't realize it at first, and all his attention was frightened by the scene in front of him.

As we walked farther and farther, a road that was fine at first gradually narrowed and became smaller, and finally turned into a small narrow path, with rows of densely packed small houses located under a small hill.

There were a lot of children on the road, and it was almost winter, and they were a little poor. Both boys and girls were running fast with bare shoulders. Not long after Zhang Zheng had left, he heard a childish and noisy voice behind him.

Turning around, children in twos and threes surrounded a little boy, the one next to the hotel, Zhang Zheng was a little surprised that the little boy followed all the way here.

Zhang Zheng couldn't understand the dialect spoken by the group of children, but judging by the posture, the little boy huddled on the ground with his head down and said nothing, he must have been bullied.

Zhang Zheng walked over quickly, "What are you doing!"

He was neatly dressed and spoke standard mandarin. As soon as he started talking, a group of children dispersed, hiding in the distance and secretly watching this handsome and well-dressed uncle.

"Are you all right?" Zhang Zheng squatted in front of the little boy and asked in a low voice.

The little boy raised his head buried between his arms slightly, with tears in his eyes, and looked eagerly at Zhang Zheng.

Zhang Zheng sighed, and handed the little boy a bottle of mineral water, "Take a sip."

The little boy shook his head and didn't drink, but when Zhang Zheng stood up, he tightly grasped the corner of his clothes, and the clothes were all wrinkled.

After a long time, Zhang Zheng looked at him and smiled, stroking his head, "Let's live together in the future."

"Do you have a name?"

"..." The little boy didn't seem to understand, and looked at Zhang Zheng blankly.

"Let me give you a name, let's call it Komori."

The little boy seemed to understand this sentence, his eyes shone brightly, and he looked gratefully at Zhang Zheng.This handsome uncle.

The two held hands together and walked towards the village not far away.

In fact, Zhang Zheng didn't know why he softened his heart, and rented the cheapest low-rise house in the local area. When it was time for dinner, the two of them were so hungry that Zhang Zheng regretted it a little.

How can you take care of a child if you don't even know how to cook?

The little boy was very quiet, staying in the corner without speaking.Zhang Zheng pulled him, "Are you hungry?"

Seeing that he couldn't understand, Zhang Zheng made a gesture of eating, and the little boy nodded sharply in understanding.

The landlord's aunt lives next door. The house here is very old, but the smell of the food is extraordinarily fragrant, as if seeping through the cracks in the wall. Zhang Zhengzhen regrets not learning from Luo Sen.

It's a pity that there is no medicine for regret in this world. Who would have thought that he would fall in love with a man and leave Shanghai and leave his hometown?

Looking at the empty house, Zhang Zheng suddenly remembered the days he lived with Luo Sen in the past. Luo Sen was busy in the kitchen, and he was in a daze watching him busy.

Warm but very dreamy, as if everything that was beautiful has come to naught.

No, it's not as if, it's really a thing of the past.

The author has something to say:

Finally updated ╮(╯_╰)╭ Sorry everyone, May will be very busy, preparing for various exams, will update from time to time ╮(╯_╰)╭The ending must be he~~~