atypical dependency

Jin Yang spent two or three times asking in vain on the spot before Wei Zhuoyan had a slight reaction.

Hastily confirmed the time and place of the farewell party with the other party, and Wei Zhuoyan knew that Xiao Yi would be on the plane the night after tomorrow.

Although he was in an embarrassing period with the other party, but based on his buddy relationship with Xiao Yi, he was still a little surprised that the other party didn't mention such an important decision to him.

Thinking that if he hadn't heard Jin Yang chatting, he might not even be able to say goodbye to the other party, and there was a mess in his heart for no reason.

With a serious expression, he made up a reason to Jin Yang that he didn't know before, and then turned sideways into the corridor. Wei Zhuoyan stood in the darkness, silent for a long time before taking out his mobile phone.

Wei Zhuoyan's face was gradually shrouded in a halo of dot-sized screen. He called out Xiao Yi's name, stared at it for a long time, and then pressed it with full force.

When the connection sound came from his ear, Wei Zhuoyan was restless going up and down the stairs aimlessly.

Having not contacted for a long time, he organized his words, imagining what tone he should use to start.

However, when the connection tone changed to "Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later", he did not give up and redialed several times.

After a long wait, Wei Zhuoyan smacked his lips and closed the line every time the annoying "I'm sorry, you dialed...".

He rarely took the initiative to call Xiao Yi, but whenever he called, the other party would pick it up no matter what.

Wei Zhuoyan even remembered that he called the other party once just to talk about travel plans, but Xiao Yi, who was in the midst of an important meeting, still answered his call, and even spent a few minutes discussing with him before continuing the meeting.

Standing in the darkness holding his mobile phone, Wei Zhuoyan's eyes fell on the window sill at the corner of the corridor.

The night seems to be thicker than usual, and even the streetlights that sneaked in in the past are gone, shielding all light sources from the surroundings as if to swallow people.

After staying in the corridor for a while, Wei Zhuoyan returned to the dormitory with a sullen face.

At almost 11 o'clock in the evening, Yang Qiyue sent another text message. Wei Zhuoyan wanted to reply to the other party out of politeness, but for some reason, after typing a few words, he inexplicably found that his mood was so low that he didn't know what to say to make him feel happy.

After finally replying a very brief official text message, he put his phone on the bedside and turned into the bathroom.

The next day, Wei Zhuoyan called Xiao Yi several times, but no one answered.

Because there were many community service police missions that day, Wei Zhuoyan couldn't spare time to go to Xiao Yi's company.

When he was eating boxed lunch at a roadside stall at noon, he tentatively called Xiao Yi again. Unexpectedly, the call got through this time.

Tightening his fingertips, Wei Zhuoyan was about to speak when Ji Yi's voice came from the other side.

The mood that was a little brighter before was like a bouquet of flowers fading away. Wei Zhuoyan frowned and chatted with the other party for a while, realizing that Xiao Yi has been very busy with work recently. In addition to dealing with V City company matters, there are also a lot of foreign company-related things that need to be done. In line with the standard, all kinds of busy running around, he simply handed over all personal matters to Ji Yi to take care of.

Listening to Ji Yi's explanation, Wei Zhuoyan could imagine how busy that man was.

Some time ago, when Xiao Yi's company had an accident, he remembered that guy's desperate appearance in the office for several nights without sleep.

As long as it involves the company, the other party has always devoted himself to it, and if there are any unimportant things that disturb him, his face is usually very bad, and his temper can be so violent that it is difficult for humans and animals to get close.

Wei Zhuoyan used to think that it was a coincidence that the other party was able to answer his call during an important meeting, but now that he has gone through so many things, he gradually understands.

When he was with Bian Yue in the past, he sometimes had a tight schedule for missions, even when he took a shower, he would put his mobile phone in a plastic bag and take it into the bathroom, just because he was afraid that the other party would miss the call in the middle.

And with such careful actions, there is naturally no other purpose——

Because I care about that person.

quite care.

Asking Ji Yi about Xiao Yi's schedule for these two days, Wei Zhuoyan said that if possible, he would go to find Xiao Yi that night.

However, regarding the other party's proposal, Ji Yi's tone was not very optimistic, saying that because they were about to go abroad, their whereabouts of Mr. Xiao were not fixed in recent days, and even Yan Tian could not see each other every day.

Hearing this string of news, Wei Zhuoyan was quite frustrated.

In the end, after deliberating about it, he told Ji Yi to let the other party pass on the news that Xiao Yi had called, and then hung up the line.

Sitting at a wooden table with slanted legs on the side of the road, Wei Zhuoyan lowered his eyes and took two more mouthfuls of rice, but the food was tasteless.

After finishing the lunch, he returned to community work with a frown and a gloomy face, which made several teammates feel inexplicably afraid of the depressed captain.

On the day Xiao Yi left the country, Wei Zhuoyan planned to change shifts with Jin Yang and go to Xiao Yi's company at noon, thinking that since it was a farewell party, he would be able to see that busy man no matter what.

However, wishful thinking made all the way, and the two of them received an emergency notification from the team before they had slipped far in the car, saying that a gas station in the west area exploded, causing heavy casualties, and they needed to go to the scene for rescue.

The two men could only get off the bus halfway, and anxiously took a taxi to the scene.

By the time the fire was brought under control, it was nearly midnight that day.

When Wei Zhuoyan rescued someone, his calf was injured, his whole body was blackened, and there were many scratches on his palms.

When he was resting on the side of the ambulance, he wanted to take out his phone to check the time, but when the screen turned on, he saw a missed call from Xiao Yi around [-]:[-] pm.

Startled for a moment, Wei Zhuoyan quickly swiped open the lock screen and called back without thinking.

There was a faint stabbing pain in his calf as if he was immersed in boiling water. He gritted his teeth to endure it, tightened his fingertips, and couldn't help murmuring hoarsely: "Boy—answer the phone for me..."

However, after talking about tongue twisters for a while, Xiao Yi never answered the phone.

When fighting the fire at night, Wei Zhuoyan saw with his own eyes that many people were already dead bodies even though their bodies were still warm. The cruel scenes he was used to seeing on weekdays mixed with the urgency in his heart at this moment made him feel anxious.

Standing up from the ambulance, he supported his dirty body that seemed to have just climbed out of a coal pile, and the anxiety in his tone could not be concealed: "What time is it? What time is it—"

He remembered that the other party's plane took off that night, but Jinyang didn't tell him in detail what time it was.

Ji Yi and Yan Tian couldn't get through their private phone calls either, and Wei Zhuoyan could only call the front desk of Xiao Yi's company in a hurry, but at this embarrassing time, no one answered as expected.

"What's the situation?" Wei Zhuoyan felt that there were too many coincidental things at this juncture, and the backlog of anger in Wei Zhuoyan's heart became more and more intense.

Standing for a while holding his mobile phone, he glanced sideways at the still chaotic fire scene, limped and found Jin Yang in the crowd who also had a cat face, and said in a rough voice: "Jin Yang , do you remember what time is Xiao Yi's plane?"

"What time?" Jin Yang glanced at the scene where the overall situation was fixed, raised his hand to look at his watch, frowned slightly for a while as if remembering the time, then shook his head in frustration, "It should have taken off."

"what?"

"It's taken off." Jin Yang nodded, "Xiao is always on the plane at 11:[-], and it's past midnight now, so he must be gone."

Standing opposite Jin Yang, Wei Zhuoyan didn't respond.

Staring at Wei Zhuoyan's face seriously, Jin Yang inexplicably had the illusion of pressing the pause button.

After observing Wei Zhuoyan's silent face for a while, Jin Yang nodded at him, raised his eyebrows and said, "Old Wei?"

Just as he finished speaking, Wei Zhuoyan's phone suddenly vibrated.

Wei Zhuoyan didn't make any movement yet.

Jin Yang stared at the other party, feeling a little helpless: "You—won't you answer?" Reaching out to lift Wei Zhuoyan's palm, Jin Yang glanced at the other party's screen, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Hey, Ji Yi's phone call."

Listening to Jin Yang's live-broadcasting commentary, Wei Zhuoyan glanced at the phone with an unusually gloomy expression, thinking that the other party was probably returning his previous call, so he connected, with a distinctly exhausted tone: "Hello."

"Hey."

However, the "Hello" on the opposite side was not a woman's voice.

Wei Zhuoyan, whose expression was quite depressed before, trembled slightly.

Holding the phone, he stood in the rather cold night wind, motionless as if he had been hit by something.

The background of the people over there is a bit noisy.

However, the other party didn't seem to take the initiative to speak after saying "Hello".

Wei Zhuoyan was stunned for a long time, his lips opened and closed for a long time, before he managed to say a word: "Stinky boy...why didn't you tell me you were going abroad?"

"Sorry, the decision was a bit hasty." The voice over there sounded very calm, "There are a lot of things recently, so I didn't take care of them."

"How much time does it take you to send a text message?" Stretching out his hand to rub his bleak, smoky face, Wei Zhuoyan stared at the burnt gas station ruins not far away, trying to maintain his composure, "Can you be exhausted?"

The man over there was silent for a while, and then there was a helpless smile: "Sorry."

"What time is your plane?" Wei Zhuoyan took the phone away from his ear and glanced at the time, "Is there still time if I go over now?"

"It's okay, no need, the plane is a little late. I've already passed the security check, and I'll be boarding the plane soon." Xiao Yi's voice was quite mechanical, and it sounded like people couldn't distinguish their emotions.

"Are you going abroad temporarily or something?" Wei Zhuoyan rubbed his hair with one hand, "Are you coming back?"

"Probably not in the near future."

"then you--"

"inflammation."

Just when Wei Zhuoyan wanted to ask something, Wei Zhuoyan suddenly heard the other party call in a low voice.

This call was serious and slow, as if it was suppressing something. Compared with the previous undulating voice, there was a meaning that Wei Zhuoyan couldn't distinguish from the receiver, but it seemed to be afraid of something, which was fleeting.

"..." As if under some spell, Wei Zhuoyan calmed down for a moment and listened attentively.

"Before——caused you a lot of trouble." Xiao Yi's tone was solemn and sincere, "I'm sorry."

"..."

"Don't worry, there are some things, I won't embarrass you again in the future."

"..." Wei Zhuoyan froze in place.

"I heard you're dating recently." Xiao Yi asked absently, "Then——I wish you happiness."

"..." Looking at the red, blue and blue flashing lights of the ambulance in front of him, Wei Zhuoyan suddenly felt his throat was so dry that he couldn't say a word for a while.

"I've already boarded the plane, the phone has to be turned off later." Xiao Yi's tone softened a little, "That's it, Yan, I have to—"

"Boy." After interrupting Xiao Yi heavily, Wei Zhuoyan squeezed the phone, feeling an inexplicable tingling pain in his chest spreading along his limbs.

"..." Xiao Yi fell silent, waiting patiently for Wei Zhuoyan's words.

Holding the phone, Wei Zhuoyan kept his lips parted, but he never spoke.

"Flame? I have to die."

"Xiao Yi—" Closing his eyes tightly, Wei Zhuoyan hurried again.

"..."

"you……"

"..."

"Take care." Lowering his eyes, Wei Zhuoyan fixed his gaze on the ground with a rather hollow expression.

Hearing the sound, there was a faint smile with indistinguishable emotions from Xiao Yi.

After a long pause, he said slowly, "Understood, and you too. Hang up."

Wei Zhuoyan held the phone and stood there, until Xiao Yi completely closed the line, then he slowly lowered his arm.

The ear-piercing siren of the ambulance suddenly became clear.

Just standing in the cold wind that was getting stronger, Wei Zhuoyan gradually realized that the pain in his calf was almost unbearable.

Slowly bowing down, he sat down on the ground with one knee propped up, his expression still very relaxed.

Seeing him fall directly to the ground, Jin Yang, who was standing not far away, was taken aback, and rushed over to lift him up from the ground again.

On the way to the hospital in the ambulance, Jin Yang noticed Wei Zhuoyan's unbearable silence.

Thinking that it might be a pity that the other party's iron buddies left him but did not catch up to see him off, Jin Yang thoughtfully didn't ask anything.

When he was about to arrive at the hospital, Jin Yang was just about to get Wei Zhuoyan out of the car, but when he glanced sideways, he saw Wei Zhuoyan's dark face, with a pair of bloodshot eyes glowing faintly.

For a moment, as if he had just discovered a new galaxy in the universe, he looked at his captain in astonishment, and stammered: "Old Wei?"

"Huh?" Responding a bit slowly, Wei Zhuoyan turned his face to look at Jin Yang.

"Are you OK?"

Shaking his head, Wei Zhuoyan blinked, stretched out his hand and rubbed his face: "It's okay."