Out of place

Cheng Boyan was skeptical about whether Xiang Xi would be able to recuperate well after he was discharged from the hospital. This kid lived in the hospital for three months, and no one came to see him.

When Cheng Boyan picked him up in the parking lot, he didn't have a mobile phone on him, and he hadn't contacted anyone by phone during the long hospital stay. Xiang Xi decides for himself, and he doesn't intend to inquire too much.

Xiang Xi's hospitalization this time has already cost Cheng Boyan a lot of energy, time and money. He feels that if he wants to stop Xiang Xi from being discharged from the hospital or think about his life after discharge, he should really go to the psychiatrist to prescribe medicine.

Xiang Xi has been a little restless for the past two days, and he doesn't know if it's because he's excited about being discharged from the hospital or for some other reason. In short, his mood is easy to fluctuate. When he saw the two sets of clothes Cheng Boyan bought for him, he rubbed them. Rubbing his eyes, he spoke in a nasal voice.

"Thank you brother," Xiang Xi looked down at the clothes on the bed, "I still bought so much."

"I don't think you have much clothes. Every time I see you, you always wear that down jacket. It's not warm." Cheng Boyan wanted to see if he was really crying, but Xiang Xi kept his head down desperately, and couldn't see it. Clear, he had to pat the clothes, "I reckon I bought them casually, they should be about the same size."

"It's suitable, I know it can be worn at a glance." Xiang Xi bowed his head and went into the toilet.

Cheng Boyan heard him blowing his nose loudly inside, jumped up subconsciously, squeezed some disinfectant onto his hands and rubbed it.

"Hey, it's comfortable!" When Xiang Xi came out, his nose was a little red, but his eyes were bright, and his usual smile was on his face, "Brother, you...you're sick again!"

"Blowing your nose is like blowing a trumpet." Cheng Boyan frowned.

"This is the correct posture for blowing your nose." Xiang Xi narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"All your things are here," Cheng Boyan took out a bag, which contained the small items from the previous item, "and that pendant, I didn't bring it with me, for a while..."

"Brother," Xiang Xi pulled Cheng Boyan to the window, and said in a low voice, "Can we discuss something?"

"Huh?" Cheng Boyan looked at him.

"I have something to ask you... I know it's not appropriate, but... also... there is really no other way, just that pendant..." Xiang Xi scratched his head and spoke with some difficulty, "That pendant , can, can I put it at your place first?"

Cheng Boyan was stunned, he didn't expect Xiang Xi to make such a request.

After being stunned for two seconds, his first reaction was to refuse, the pendant is a valuable thing, let alone the unknown origin, just for its value, it is not suitable for him.

But before he opened his mouth to refuse, Xiang Xi said anxiously: "I know it's not suitable, but I beg you, brother, I know you are a good person, so I can only rest assured if I let you go."

"You should hold this by yourself," Cheng Boyan shook his head, "I..."

"Brother, brother," Xiang Xi grabbed his arm, "I promise, that pendant is really mine, it's really mine, it's not stolen or cheated, it's really mine, if you find mine It was in the quilt all the time, and it was the only thing that could prove my identity."

This has become an important physical evidence to prove identity again?

Cheng Boyan felt that he had been in this dizzy state since he met Xiang Xi, and he was simply overwhelmed by one inexplicable statement after another.

"Besides, I've been in the hospital for so long and had an operation. You still knocked imported nails into my leg... I read the bill, and I was so scared that the nails almost fell out," Xiang Xi grabbed him. He didn't let go of his arm, "I really can't get this money out at once, this pendant can be regarded as a mortgage if you put it in your place..."

"I didn't ask you to pay back the money right away," Cheng Boyan sighed, "Just write me an IOU."

"Can you believe me when I write an IOU? I don't even believe it myself," Xiang Xi also sighed, "Why don't you say that you are a good person? I wrote you a note, and then I ran away. Where are you going to find me?" ?”

Cheng Boyan didn't speak, it's not that he doesn't care about the money, it's not decimals, he can't just give it to Xiang Xi for nothing, it's holy enough to give away four thousand for nothing, but he doesn't want Xiang Xi to use that pendant as a mortgage, it's Such a thing of unknown origin and such a high value is really out of the question.

"Brother, brother..." Xiang Xi grabbed his arm and shook it again, "I know I'm not trustworthy, but I won't lie to you about this matter, you saved me, I can't steal it The pendant will pit you."

"Hey," Cheng Boyan made him grind so hard that he couldn't help it, and finally waved his hand and pulled his arm out of his hand, "Then listen carefully, this thing is only in my place for three months, three months Afterwards you have to review, when you come to review, bring the money and take the pendant away."

"Okay!" Xiang Xi nodded quickly, "Okay, okay! Brother, I know you are a good person!"

Cheng Boyan squeezed the space between his eyebrows: "Let me add one more thing, if you don't come by then, I will take the pendant to the police station and call the police."

"You..." Xiang Xi was stunned for a moment, "Is there any selection of the top ten honest and good young people in our city? If so, you must be a part of it every year!"

"Just so upright, as upright as an iron stick yam," Cheng Boyan patted him on the shoulder, "Change your clothes and pack your things, I'll go through the discharge procedures."

Although Cheng Boyan agreed reluctantly, Xiang Xi was still greatly relieved.

The pendant is very important to him. He didn't lie to Cheng Boyan about this matter. It was indeed stuffed in the small quilt that Uncle Ping picked up him.

"I'll kill you just for this," Uncle Ping told him, pointing at the pendant, "I don't know if it's your father or your mother who gave me the service fee."

The pendant had been hanging around Uncle Ping's neck for many years, and the rope had broken several times, but that night when Xiang Xi reached out and pulled the pendant, it was the first time he touched the pendant that belonged to him.

This pendant is the only connection between him and his parents, it must be kept safe, it is not safe to carry it on the body, it is safest to put it in the home of someone with a beautiful identity and social status like Cheng Boyan.

He changed into the clothes that Cheng Boyan bought for him. He bought a complete set from the inside to the outside. He even bought the shoes. They were a pair of soft-soled casual shoes, very comfortable. As soon as he put his feet in, he knew they were high-end shoes.

Xiang Xi wore it for a few times in the corridor, but good shoes are different!

Cheng Boyan completed the discharge procedures and went back to the ward, Xiang Xi had already packed his things.

"Go and have a meal, and then I'll drive you home." Cheng Boyan looked at the time.

"...Huh?" Xiang Xi sat still and sent him home?Where to send it back!Where can I find a home for Cheng Boyan to send it to?This will let Cheng Boyan know that he doesn't even have a place to stay, so can he trust his words and keep the pendant!

Xiang Xi suddenly felt that it was a fool of him to pick a day when Cheng Boyan would rest and leave the hospital.

"Can I go again tomorrow?" Xiang Xi raised his head and said.

"What's wrong with you?" Cheng Boyan looked at him inexplicably. "The procedures are all done. Other patients have been waiting for a bed for several days. Besides, I'm going to work tomorrow and I don't have time to see you off."

Xiang Xi couldn't think of any reason to delay the time, so he got up, carried his bag and followed Cheng Boyan out of the hospital.

After staying in the hospital for several months, when Xiang Xi walked out of the hospital and stood on the side of the street, he felt that the street had become unfamiliar. He looked around in the sun, and he didn't know which way to go.

Cheng Boyan didn't take the car, and led him into a western restaurant next to the hospital.

"I don't need to eat light food?" Xiang Xi asked after hearing Cheng Boyan ordered steak for him.

"You need to supplement your nutrition now, let's eat some meat." Cheng Boyan looked at him, "He is quite tall, does he weigh 100 catties?"

"Hey, your visual test is too bad," Xiang Xi laughed while laying on the table, "I went to the nurse's station to weigh it yesterday, and it was 120."

"Then you've grown some flesh during the hospitalization period," Cheng Boyan also smiled, "Eat well when you go back, your legs haven't moved for such a long time, you can exercise properly when you go home, don't move too much. It's too big, don't do any work that is running for your life."

"Yeah." Xiang Xi nodded, the word "going home" made him suddenly feel melancholy, he had to have a home first.

After eating, Cheng Boyan drove the car over, Xiang Xi got into the car, hesitated for a long time before saying: "Brother, you can take me to...the intersection of Zhaojiayao."

"Zhaojiayao?" Cheng Boyan was stunned when he heard it, and turned his head to look at him, "Your home is in Zhaojiayao?"

"Home...well, well, my home is in Zhaojiayao." Xiang Xi rubbed his nose.

"Did you grow up there?" Cheng Boyan started the car and drove towards Zhaojiayao.

"Yeah." Xiang Xi smiled helplessly, based on these three words, Cheng Boyan should be able to imagine what kind of person he is.

It should be, Cheng Boyan didn't speak any more along the way.

When there was still one street away from Zhaojiayao, Xiang Xi asked Cheng Boyan to park the car on the side of the road. He didn't plan to go back to Zhaojiayao now, because it was too close to be seen by Uncle Ping's people.

"I'll buy some... vegetables," Xiang Xi pointed to the vegetable market across the street, "I went back suddenly, they must not have bought my vegetables."

"Oh," Cheng Boyan didn't ask much, took out his wallet and took out a few one-hundred-dollar coupons and handed them to him, "Take it."

"No!" Xiang Xi was stunned, and then shouted a series of times, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, use needs..."

Before Cheng Boyan could speak again, Xiang Xi grabbed the bag and threw it on his back before jumping out of the car: "Thank you brother, I'm leaving, thank you, I'll call you when I'm settled."

settle down?Call up?

"You have my number?" Cheng Boyan looked at him.

"Yes," Xiang Xi closed the car door, and quickly reported Cheng Boyan's phone number again while holding the car window, "I wrote it down when the car was being repaired."

"What's the deal?" Cheng Boyan asked again.

Xiang Xi smiled and said nothing, turned around and ran to the vegetable market.

He had to run away quickly, if he ran slowly, he was afraid that he would be reluctant to leave, so he climbed into Cheng Boyan's car shamelessly.

Cheng Boyan, who is serious, upright and gentle to everyone, is the most down-to-earth warmth behind him in the past few months. He is afraid that if he walks slowly, he will not be able to move his legs.

The vegetable market is a place that Xiangxi is familiar with. It is slightly different from ordinary vegetable markets. Apart from being a vegetable market, this vegetable market also has many fronts that do not sell vegetables. People who play cards and sing operas have a large flow of people, are chaotic, and are dirty. , but inexplicably gave him a sense of belonging.

When he walked into the vegetable market, he couldn't help sighing, what a different life, what yearning for another life, some people, like him, only belonged to this kind of place in their bones.

Long-term life experience has firmly trapped him in the vitality that emerges from this chaos.

If you want to get rid of and leave, the price is probably the same as it is now.

confused.

Xiang Xi quickly walked through the vegetable market with his head down, and walked two streets with his head buried. In front of him was an artificial lake that had already dried up.

The mud clods at the bottom of the lake are full of various construction wastes. The old people here can still gather around this pit for morning exercise, which has always moved Xiang Xi. What kind of spirit is this... …

He slipped down along the edge of the lake, found a shelter from the wind and sat down in an earth nest.

The afternoon sun was very warm, and Xiang Xi leaned against the rocks and weeds behind him, thinking of the cat on the wall opposite No. 17. The cry of spring must be over.

There is a lot of grass growing out of the mud under my feet, and there are several fields not far away that have been planted by nearby residents. If you don’t look at the background, just look at the scene in front of you. It’s a bit like spring. artistic conception.

Xiang Xi is a very patient person. He must have it. Many times he just sits around doing nothing, watching people and things. When you get older, watch and think for yourself.

He was quite calm here. There was no one by the lake at this time, and no one would come below. He put his backpack behind him, lay down on his pillow, and looked at the sky in a daze.

It has been from the dawn that I can't open my eyes to the sky gradually darkening.

The sound of music came from the lakeside. Those who danced in the square, danced the national standard, sang, and sang operas. The love for disturbing art is really regardless of class, rich or poor.

Xiang Xi's perception of many things lies in the fact that when he is in a daze every day, the surroundings are alternately bright and dark, noisy and quiet, escaping and having nowhere to go...

Judging from the time it took for the surrounding music to fade away, it was already late at night, Xiang Xi grabbed a stick from the nearby grass and put it in his mouth to bite.

After waiting for a while, I stood up and carried the bag.

Of course Zhaojiayao can’t go back, and he doesn’t dare to go back, but he still has to grit his teeth and go. All his belongings are still in the hut in Tongkui Hutong, although even the roll of money he saved is worthless. But those things are the whole past of his existence.

Xiang Xi quickly turned from a few small streets and alleys to Zhaojiayao. This familiar and skilled way made him a little angry. The "life" he wanted to get rid of after spending so much money, actually changed in a second It doesn't take much time, and you can easily integrate into it again.

So angry, so fucked up.

What a disappointment.

Standing outside the hut for a while, Xiang Xi carefully pulled the rope on the window sill, the window opened, and he reached in and opened the door.

The room was still the same, with a damp smell.

From the cabinet in the corner, he took out the small bag hidden under the messy paper shells and rags, opened it and checked it again, his little rags, and the roll of money were all there.

Xiang Xi stuffed everything into the backpack. Cheng Boyan bought this bag for him. It can hold things quite well. There are also many small pockets and bags. He put the things into the small pockets separately, which is quite fun. , as if one's own "property" has increased at once.

Although the house in Tongkui Hutong used to be safe, it was only in the past. In the past, no one would bother him when he wandered on any street in Zhaojiayao.

It's different now. Although he failed to enter another life, the life in Dawali of Zhaojiayao is really over.

You can't stay here for long, if you want Uncle Ping and Er Pan to know that he is not dead, it's fine, but if you dare to come back to visit, it's like seeing death as home.

When he ran out of the intersection of Zhaojiayao with his bag on his back, Xiang Xi turned his head and took a look. The place where he grew up was the same as every late night before.

Xiang Xi had never officially been a homeless person, but he didn't dare to go back to Dawali because he didn't make any money. Wandering on the street for a few days was common, so he didn't have any problems getting used to it.

He bought a bag of barbecue and two packs of cigarettes on the street, and skillfully found a self-service bank on a side street where no one dared to go in and withdraw money at night.

Spring is almost over now, but the weather is still cold, and in popular places like self-service banks, there is still a hole for a carrot, and a door for a homeless man.

As for Xiang Xi's self-service bank, where the door couldn't be closed and the air was leaking, there were already two people lying in it.

As soon as he walked in, one of the middle-aged men whose hair was almost knotted into a fake headgear sat up and stared: "Get out!"

"I'll stay until dawn, and I'll change places tomorrow." Xiang Xi threw the bag into the corner, and sat and leaned against it.

"Tell you to go out and hear me!" Another man also sat up.

Xiang Xi threw food and cigarettes over to the two of them: "Uncle, I ran away from home and left after staying overnight."

The two men looked at each other, took a look at the barbecue and cigarettes, each of them lit a cigarette, looked up and down Xiang Xi for a while, and clicked on the fake headgear: "Is there anything else on me?"

"Yes," Xiang Xi nodded, took out a small chopstick from his bag, put it on the ground, and stepped on it with his feet, "You two uncles, it's not easy, I don't want to cause trouble, but no one wants to provoke me .”

Those two people stared at him for a while, said nothing else, took a cigarette from the cigarette case and threw it to him: "It's fashionable to run away from home, isn't it?"

"It's okay," Xiang Xi picked up a cigarette and drank it, but didn't light it. Cheng Boyan said that smoking was not allowed, "You two are at the forefront of fashion."

"You don't want to eat this?" A person pointed to the bag of barbecue and asked him.

"It's too oily. I didn't eat it, so I bought it for you." Xiang Xi smiled.

What is the reason for too much oil...Xiang Xi remembered that Cheng Boyan had said that the day he ate twice-cooked pork wooden barrel rice, and smiled, he would not have left such a good thing in the past.

After several months in the hospital, my sense of taste has changed.

After all, life has changed!

Those two smoked cigarettes after eating, and fell asleep, and one threw him a new cardboard box before going to bed, saying that the cushion was not so damp.

Xiang Xi hesitated for a moment and put it on the mat, not because he was afraid of the tide, but because the clothes he was wearing were pretty good, the best clothes he had worn in his life, and he felt a little distressed just lying on the ground like this.

After lying down with his pillow on his bag, Xiang Xi didn't feel sleepy, he just wanted to find a place to stay.

Those two sounded like they were sleeping. No one knew when they would wake up and what they would do when they were asleep, and he didn't dare to really fall asleep.

It was getting darker and darker outside the glass, and the lights in the self-service bank were so bright that when I looked out, I could only see my own face.

Xiang Xi sighed, his hair is fluffy now, and he has no shape.

As soon as I saw the hair, I thought of Cheng Boyan again. Today Cheng Boyan rested, and he must have slept by now. If I remember correctly, Cheng Boyan will go out to the clinic tomorrow...

What are you thinking about?

Xiang Xi stared at his face on the glass, why are you going tomorrow?

In the middle of the night, Xiang Xi felt that his body was very cold. After staying in the air-conditioned room of the hospital for several months, he unexpectedly slept on the marble floor with the door open all night. It was quite a sharp contrast.

Just when he was feeling too cold and wanted to get up and move around, Xiang Xi heard a few people talking and laughing outside the self-service bank, and someone shouted: "Hey, there are three of them here!"

Before Xiang Xi could react, a wine bottle knocked on the glass next to him.

Fuck, the life of a tramp is worse than that of a gangster!Xiang Xi jumped up, and picked up the small chopstick that was under his arm.