Be good

There are no people on the street anymore. At this point, even the shops are closed, and every household has gone back to celebrate the New Year.

The motorcycle roared around the streets and alleys, but found nothing.

Zongcheng was sitting on the motorcycle, his eyes were on the road, when he suddenly heard the phone ringing, he immediately took it out, and pressed the answer without looking carefully.

"Brother?" It was Gu Yang: "Why don't you come over?"

Zongcheng gripped the handle tightly with one hand, his eyes still scanning the road: "Your Brother Xi has something to do, I'll wait for him, if you are hungry, eat first, the door and the gas are closed, stay at home alone and pay attention to safety."

"I know, I'm not a child anymore, so hurry up." Gu Yang hung up after finishing speaking.

Zongcheng took his mobile phone and sent a message asking Wang Xiao if he had seen Lin Qianxi, and told him to tell himself in time when he had the news. Just after the message was sent, he saw two or three people dragging steel pipes from the fork in front of him from a distance. Staggering out, looking up, you can hear those three people swearing from a long distance away. If you read correctly, the one walking in front is Sanpao.

He glanced at the direction they were coming from, put away the phone, quickly turned the handle, twisted the accelerator, and turned around to drive there.

It was getting dark, and two figures ran out of the alley on the side of the road one after another, tugged and stumbled each other, and got into another alley across the road.

Lin Qianxi ran ahead, Qin Yidong ran behind, and they all stopped.It was Lin Qianxi who suddenly tripped over a trash can at the entrance of the alley, leaned forward and fell, and even Qin Yidong fell behind him, and caught his ankle with his hand.

"Fuck!" Lin Qianxi cursed suddenly, shrunk down, and hugged that calf with one hand.

Qin Yidong quickly got up, looked out of the alley out of breath, but didn't see anyone, turned to look at him: "Are you alright?"

Lin Qianxi stood up propped up, landed on one foot, dragged the trash can towards the entrance of the alley with one hand, and supported the wall in the alley with the other hand, panting there: "They've all been dumped, you can fucking go .”

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Yidong felt that something was wrong with him: "Did the blow hit your foot?"

Lin Qianxi stepped aside: "Stop talking nonsense, just leave as soon as I tell you."

Qin Yidong's eyes suddenly saw the ground, there seemed to be a few drops of blood, and he looked at him again, and quickly reached out to pull his down jacket: "Let's go to the hospital."

Lin Qianxi waved his hand away: "Did you hear that I told you to go!"

Qin Yidong was almost thrown by this blow: "Is there something wrong with you? You have already been dumped!"

Lin Qianxi supported the wall with one hand, and felt very uncomfortable. Ever since he saw Sanpao almost smashing it in with a steel pipe, his brain hurt suddenly, and his ankle hurt. He took a breath: "You It's okay, you're okay, can you stop worrying about me's nonsense!"

Qin Yidong was enraged: "If it weren't for the fact that something happened to you, who would care about you!"

"You don't care if something happens! Do you understand!" Lin Qianxi roared.

Qin Yidong froze for a moment, gasped for breath, blushed, and suddenly said: "I just have to take care of it!"

Lin Qianxi raised his head and stared at him: "Say it again!"

"I don't want to worry about it, so what!" Qin Yidong yelled back.

Lin Qianxi grabbed his collar and clenched his hands into fists, facing his face: "Do you dare to say it again!"

"Just say it! Hit it!" Qin Yidong's eyes were red, and his nose was also red: "I saw that you haven't pulled out the incense head, what are you pretending, there is something wrong with you fucking! I will take care of it, and I will tell you You grew up together, do you want me to watch you have an accident? Lin Qianxi, if you dare say that it's you today, you won't care! "

"..." Lin Qianxi clenched his fists so tightly that they creaked, but he couldn't scare him. Seeing that his eyes were getting redder, he gritted his teeth tightly and pushed him away: "Go away, Qin Yidong." , Get out, don't talk..."

Qin Yidong took two steps back, sucked his nose, held it back, with a straight face, came up and grabbed the sleeve of his down jacket and dragged it out: "I don't want to quarrel with you now, come with me, go to the hospital."

Lin Qianxi wanted to pull his hand away, but happened to see the hand he was holding on to his sleeve. There were bloodstains on his hand. Although the sky was dark, the red dots were still very glaring at close range, and they pierced the previous Remembering, I was worried that there would be more blood rushing out in the next second, glaring and pungent, and my brain seemed to be hurting more, and it was about to explode, and suddenly grabbed his arm: "Fuck... ..."

Just when Qin Yidong felt that he couldn't move him, he grabbed his arm, and then he dragged him out, startled: "What's wrong with you?"

Lin Qianxi dragged him, numb even the pain in his feet, and went out from the end of the alley to another street. Opposite was a small clinic with a light on inside and a sign saying "New Year's Great Deal, Medicines" posted on the door. "Buy three get one free" ads.

When Qin Yidong found out that he was about to enter the clinic, he had already been dragged in. He had too much strength, and walked very fast with his feet shuffling. He almost fell and stopped at the door of the small consulting room inside. , knocking his knees on the plastic stool that entered the door.

Lin Qianxi let go of him, turned his head and yelled outside: "Where is the man! Why don't you see a doctor!"

Qin Yidong stood up from the plastic stool: "Who are you calling someone for?"

"Here you are!" Lin Qianxi turned around and yelled, "You have blood on your blood!"

"..." Qin Yidong glanced at himself, finally saw his hands, and realized what he was talking about, and glanced at his feet: "That's the blood I got on you when I scratched you." And just a few drops, Why such a sudden reaction?

Lin Qianxi fell silent, and stood there blankly, looking at his hands, as if in a daze, took two steps back, and leaned against the wall of the small consulting room.

Really, is that his blood?

"Lin Qianxi?" Qin Yidong looked at him puzzled.

Lin Qianxi leaned against the wall, with his head hanging on his chest, and his chest rose and fell.

Qin Yidong looked at him up and down: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I'm fucking fine..." Lin Qianxi panted, her voice stuck in her throat, her forehead was covered with sweat, and her fingers were firmly on the wall to hold herself steady.

He hadn't been like this for a long time, and when he saw the blood on Qin Yidong's body, he pulled it out again.

Suddenly there was the sound of a motorbike roaring outside, Qin Yidong turned his head vigilantly, someone had already walked in from outside, he kicked open the plastic stool by the door, and walked in directly.

Zongcheng's chest was heaving, it was because he was too anxious when he came in, he only took a look at Qin Yidong when he came in, without any expression on his face, he walked up to Lin Qianxi, his voice was a little cold: "Where did you go?" ?”

Lin Qianxi looked up and saw him, the corners of his mouth twitched, dry and astringent, "Ah...you're here." He put his hands on the wall for a while, and without exerting any strength, he gasped and said, "I didn't run anywhere... ..."

Zongcheng kept his mouth shut and his jaw line was tense. He didn't know how long he had been looking for, and he almost searched the whole small town. In the end, he found it all the way from the alley by chance. He hasn't even heard of it yet. , grabbed his arm and pulled it.

Lin Qianxi was dragged by him to stand up straight, facing him, with a soft hiss.

Zongcheng suddenly noticed the big beads of sweat on his forehead and realized something was wrong. He glanced at his feet, grabbed his arms and sat down on the small iron bed next to him, then turned and went out the door.

Qin Yidong subconsciously took a step back, he had never seen Zongcheng like this before, he went straight in and out, it was colder than usual, he seemed to see no one but Lin Qianxi.

After a while, a middle-aged female doctor in a white coat hurried in, and when she entered the door, she muttered, "I heard the call just now, so I went to wash my hands, it's Chinese New Year, why is this... "

It was called by Zongcheng, who entered the consultation room almost at the same time as her, looked at Lin Qianxi who was sitting beside the bed: "Show him."

Many people in the small place know each other well. This is a small community clinic. Qin Yidong knew the female doctor here, and reminded him, "Aunt Fang, it's Lin Qianxi. Take a look at his feet."

"Dongzi." The female doctor called Aunt Fang glanced at Lin Qianxi, took a second look, recognized it, and smacked her lips: "It's really Lin Qianxi, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I'm here again Why are they still fighting after Chinese New Year?"

"There was no fight." Qin Yidong said, "I really didn't fight this time."

"Okay, if you have nothing to do, go out." Aunt Fang said again: "Are you not a new year?"

When Qin Yidong heard about the New Year, he remembered that he wanted to call his family. He hurried out, called his family, and made an excuse that he met some classmates on the way and was delayed, so he would be right back.

As soon as he pressed the hang up button, Zongcheng came out from the inside. He may have been in a hurry, his body was hot, and he unzipped the down jacket with one hand, with a calm expression on his face.

As soon as he saw him, Qin Yidong asked, "How is it?"

Zong Cheng took a look at him, and paused for a moment especially on his red eyes: "It's being bandaged."

Qin Yidong's lips turned pale, but his face was flushed by the cold wind: "What happened to him just now?"

"What do you think happened to him?" Zong Cheng asked back.

"I don't know." Qin Yidong said, "I've never seen him like this."

Zongcheng had never seen Lin Qianxi like this before, so he said lightly, "I'll take you back."

Qin Yidong was stunned for a moment: "Why did you send me off?"

"What else could it be?" Zong Cheng said, "Because Lin Qianxi can rest assured."

Qin Yidong subconsciously asked: "What should he worry about?"

Zongcheng was silent for a while, but said what he wanted to say a long time ago: "I don't know much about your affairs, I only know that Lin Qianxi doesn't want you to have trouble, and everything else has nothing to do with me, just let him rest assured. "

"..." Qin Yidong couldn't find anything to say, and didn't want him to have trouble?

Immediately, Lin Qianxi's appearance just now appeared in his mind. He obviously lost the lottery, but why did he come here because of him, and suddenly recalled that when Lin Qianxi broke up with him, he said that he had killed him in a dream, and he had been I don't believe it, I think it's just superstition, but it seems that Lin Qianxi especially believes it.

Several times Lin Qianxi told him not to meddle in his affairs.

The two stood silently for almost a minute, Qin Yidong still couldn't find anything to say, he and Lin Qianxi grew up together, but so what, they have broken off their friendship, and what they got in exchange was this sentence that they don't want anything to happen to him Son, who would want anything to happen?

He turned and walked out the door: "You don't need to see me off, I'll go by myself, why not take a taxi back?"

Zongcheng still sent out the door.

Qin Yidong suddenly looked back at him: "I also just want Lin Qianxi to be fine."

Zong Cheng gave a "hmm" and said, "Thank you."

"..." Qin Yidong suddenly had nothing to say again. His relationship with Lin Qianxi was really unusual, and he thanked himself without saying anything. After all, he had no position to ask, so he turned his head and left.

Zongcheng went back to the consultation room, and when he reached the door, he stood silently for two seconds, squeezed his palms, and actually sweated a little.

Pushing the door open, Aunt Fang had already left. Lin Qianxi slid on the ground instead of sitting on the iron bed, with one hand resting on the edge of the iron bed and drooping her head.

Zongcheng walked over and looked down at him: "What are you doing? Get up for me."

Lin Qianxi raised his head, sweat was still on his forehead, he smiled mischievously, stretched out his arms and said, "Oh, it's nothing, I just hurt my feet, I couldn't stand firmly and slipped down just now, please help me."

He really hasn't been like this for a long time, but now his mind is filled with the image of Qin Yidong covered in blood that night over and over again.

Zong Cheng stretched out his hand to grab that arm, only to realize that Lin Qianxi's body was so limp that he had no strength at all, and he was almost like two people with the usual him.

He pursed his lips, and suddenly felt that his words seemed to be heavy, and as soon as he exerted force on his hand, he pulled him and hugged him.

Lin Qianxi slammed into his arms with a buzzing head.

"Qin Yidong is fine." Zongcheng hugged him and pressed the back of his head, his voice was low and weak, deep in his throat: "It's okay, boy."