Out of place

Xiang Xi didn't know how the two uncles lying next to him managed to wander around to this age. Their hair was dirty like a wig, and they didn't have any sense of self-protection. The few people outside who were laughing and scolding had already arrived at the self-service bank At the door, the two of them actually fell asleep and didn't move.

"Hey," Xiang Xi knew that he was going to bump into someone to beat him up, so he jumped over and kicked the two people on the ground, and shouted in a low voice, "Get up!"

The four people outside seemed to be drunk. Although there were three people in the room, their fighting power was negligible.

The two uncles woke up after being kicked twice by him, and sat up too, but when they saw the beer bottle in the hand of the person who came in, they both froze in place in a daze.

It's time for a dog.

Xiang Xi cursed in his heart, it was impossible to resist this posture, he quickly put the hand holding the knife behind his back, and stuffed the knife into his sleeve.

Then he hugged his head and squatted in the corner, with his bag just under his buttocks.

What he can do now is to be soft, it doesn't matter if he is beaten, the bag cannot be taken away, although he secretly stuffed the money into his underwear after the two uncles fell asleep, but there are still his little bits and pieces, his past, in the bag.

A few people walked in with a smile, holding wine bottles and smashing them against the wall and glass.

Xiang Xi didn't make a sound, just stared at the ground with his head in his hands, and looked at the feet moving beside him, a little nervous.

A few days ago, when I was watching the news in the hospital, some people beat up a homeless man in the self-service bank and seriously injured him. If I was sent to the hospital again... I'd better not go to Cheng Boyan's hospital again, or Cheng Boyan would never want to see him again in this life It's his time.

"Did this kid come out of a quarrel with his family?" Someone knocked him on the head with a bottle a few times, "It's quite neatly dressed."

Xiang Xi remained silent, still holding his head.

These few people didn't hit people ruthlessly, they just smashed them in the room, kicked the two uncles a few times, and then someone stood in front of the teller machine next to Xiang Xi and urinated.

Xiang Xi held his breath and didn't want to smell that smell. If Cheng Boyan was here, he would definitely have to take a bath with disinfectant...

"What's in the bag?" The few people saw that Xiang Xi was silent, and someone bent down and grabbed the bag under his buttocks and yanked.

"No." Xiang Xi replied in a muffled voice, pushing his butt down.

"Yo, let me see." The man tried a little harder, and the bag was half pulled out by him.

"Don't touch my bag." Xiang Xi let go of the hand that had been holding his head, and grabbed the man's wrist.

The man was obviously stunned, as if he didn't expect Xiang Xi to dare to resist, he knocked hard on the top of Xiang Xi's head with the wine bottle in his hand: "What the hell are you talking about?"

"I said," Xiang Xi stood up, pulled the bag over and put it on his back, "don't move, mine, bag."

"Fuck!" The man came to his senses and pushed Xiang Xi, "Are you fucking courting death?"

Xiang Xi was pushed back against the glass by him, and the moment the man forced up to swing the wine bottle on his head, Xiang Xi raised his arm, half of the knife hidden in his sleeve was exposed, and the knife The spire was at the man's throat.

The man who swung the wine bottle in the middle of the air stopped suddenly, his eyes widened, and he roared: "I have a knife in my hand!"

"Damn it!" Someone cursed, grabbed the man's shoulder and pulled him away.

Xiang Xi put away his knife, and when he was about to bend down and escape from the gap between several people, a person grabbed his arm: "Xiao Zhan?"

"Huh?" Xiang Xi instinctively wanted to resist when he was caught. He stopped when he heard the voice again, and turned around to see an acquaintance face, "Tan...Xiaokang?"

"It's really you! Xiao Zhan?" The man suddenly became agitated, and pulled him towards him, "Damn it, why are you here!"

Xiang Xi was very surprised, he didn't expect to run into an acquaintance in this situation. Although he hadn't seen each other for two or three years, Tan Xiaokang was indeed an acquaintance, an old neighbor in Dawali.

The relationship between Tan Xiaokang and him is not good, they are not the same people.

Although Zhaojiayao is a place where filth and filth are hidden, there are also ordinary low-level people, such as Tan Xiaokang and his grandmother.

This kid has been living in Dawa with his grandma, not like them, but he is not a good bird. Grandma Tan died two or three years ago, and Tan Xiaokang moved to the city to live with his parents.

Xiang Xi is very annoying to him, sticky, he likes to cling to people's bodies when talking, put his arms around his shoulders, and talk like he has to lean into people's ears and breathe.

I didn't expect to meet again under such circumstances.

"You..." Tan Xiaokang wanted to ask something else, but he looked at the people around him, but he didn't say anything. He just put his arms around Xiang Xi's shoulder and waved at those people, "This is a buddy I haven't seen in a few years Son, misunderstood, misunderstood, scattered..."

Xiang Xi was dragged out of the self-service bank by Tan Xiaokang's shoulders, and struggled a few times before breaking free from Tan Xiaokang's arm.

Seeing those people leave, when he was about to tell Tan Xiaokang to leave alone, Tan Xiaokang stopped him again: "Where are you going?"

"Not going anywhere." Xiang Xi said.

"Did you have a falling out with Uncle Ping and the others? Nowhere to go?" Tan Xiaokang took out his mobile phone to check the time, "What time is it... go to my place and stay overnight, it's cold. "

When Cheng Boyan woke up in the middle of the night, he found himself covered in sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water.

He sat up in a daze and turned on the light. He didn't know what he was dreaming about. His sweat felt like he was dreaming of plowing the field. It wasn't the kind that drove the oxen to plow the field, but the one that carried the plowshare on his back. kind……

He got out of bed and went into the bathroom, wiped off his sweat with a towel, changed into another set of pajamas, and couldn't fall asleep when he sat back on the bed.

He sighed, stood up and walked around the room twice, feeling a little chilly, hesitated for a while, opened the medicine drawer, took out a thermometer and put it on, and sat down in front of the table.

A little fever, not too serious, Cheng Boyan frowned, wondering how he would have a fever.

The cell phone thrown on the table was blinking. He took it over and took a look. There were unread text messages.

The text message was sent by Lin He. The supermarket opened on Saturday. If you have time, come over to support it. If you don’t have time, come over to give money another day.

He smiled, Lin He has a serious job, and his boyfriend is probably in charge of the supermarket, but he just mentioned it not long ago, and now he does it as soon as he said it, and it will actually open in a few months.

Cheng Boyan looked at the 38 degrees on the thermometer, and even Lin He had stabilized, he was really envious.

He has a fever and there is no one who can pick him up in the middle of the night to complain. Although he doesn't need to complain to anyone, it's one thing to complain, but it's another thing to have this person.

Still not sleepy, he opened the drawer, found a colored pen out of boredom, put his legs on the table, lowered his head and drew a smiling face on his knees.

When I threw the pen back into the drawer, I saw a cartoon Band-Aid in the drawer, probably one of Xiang Xi’s small packs of Band-Aid, which fell in the drawer.

He took it and tore it apart, sticking it under the smiling face on his knee.

"Hey..." He closed his eyes and stretched himself. It's really boring not being able to sleep in the middle of the night.

Dazed for a while, he got up and went back to the bedroom, took out this material from the bookcase, sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt and started to read.

"I know you don't want to say it, so don't say it." Tan Xiaokang took out the key and opened the door. "I live alone now, so it's okay for you to treat me."

"Didn't you live with your mother?" Xiang Xi entered the house, Tan Xiaokang's house is very old, the tiles on the floor are broken a lot, and they haven't been cleaned up, but it is still better than self-service banks There are ten levels.

"I work here and it's too far away from home, so I rented a room to live in by myself," Tan Xiaokang smiled and put his arms around his shoulders and led him to the back room, "It's comfortable to live by myself, right... This is the bedroom, at night We just squeeze together."

"I sleep on the sofa." Xiang Xi said, he only squeezed with steamed buns, it was uncomfortable, and it was even more uncomfortable to squeeze with Tan Xiaokang.

"Don't," Tan Xiaokang leaned into his ear and said, "We are considered young, why are you seeing me like this, we can still chat if we squeeze together."

Xiang Xi really doesn't want her new "life" to start with Tan Xiaokang, but there are some things that you can't control.

He had nowhere to go, and no way to settle down, so he could only lie on the bed and listen to Tan Xiaokang talking about his experiences in the past two years.

"Are you sleepy?" Tan Xiaokang asked for a long time and found that he didn't respond.

"Didn't you drink, you took drugs, right?" Xiang Xi smiled, "Aren't you sleepy?"

"Sleepy," Tan Xiaokang also laughed, and reached out to turn off the light, "Then go to sleep, I have to go to work tomorrow."

"Where do you work?" Xiang Xi asked.

Tan Xiaokang didn't go to school after graduating from junior high school. Although he didn't mess around, he was always doing nothing. Such people are in the class and can earn decent money to support themselves. Xiang Xi is quite envious.

"Fengbozhuang, where are the apprentices?" Tan Xiaokang leaned on his arm, "Hey Xiaozhan, are you really not messing with Uncle Ping?"

"Can I stay in Dawa for the rest of my life?" Xiang Xi didn't say it clearly. Although Tan Xiaokang had nothing to do with Uncle Ping and the others, after all, he was also a person who grew up in Zhaojiayao, and Xiang Xi couldn't believe it.

He can't trust anyone.

No, there are still people who can be trusted, but the people he can trust may not be able to trust him...

"Then what are your plans?" Tan Xiaokang moved closer to him.

"I don't know," Xiang Xi rubbed in, "Your place... can I go?"

"Do you want to go? If you want to go, I'll ask you. I'm quite familiar with it," Tan Xiaokang said positively, raising his arms and looking at him, "But, you don't have experience, so go and guess... ..."

"It's okay, you can do whatever you want." Xiang Xi said.

"Then let me ask you, do you have an ID card?" Tan Xiaokang asked again.

"A grand plan." Xiang Xi replied.

"...It should work. No one will check the introductions from acquaintances. If you really check it, you will leave." Tan Xiaokang smiled, "If you can go, how can you thank me?"

"Let's talk when we can go." Xiang Xi turned over to face the wall and stopped talking.

Xiang Xi never thought about the difficulties he would have if he really started to live like an "ordinary person", and now he feels that he was really naive in the past.

I thought that as long as I got rid of Uncle Ping and Zhaojiayao, I could get rid of the past life and start my own life.

A person who doesn't even have an ID card, a person who only knows the traces of his existence...

But so what, this step has already been taken, and I have no regrets. I have to go on anyway, and how I go is another matter.

Cheng Boyan didn't have time to cheer for Lin He's supermarket on Saturday. He had to be on duty on Saturday, and after he had a fever that day, the fever subsided, but his throat was still sore. After work, he wanted to go home and lie down.

As soon as he walked out of the hospital gate after get off work, Lin He's phone came after him.

"Then we will have a meal together in two days, and we will pick you up at the hospital, and we will send you back after eating," Lin He said, "I must give you some face!"

"Okay, okay," Cheng Boyan said with a smile, "No need to pick up and drop off, please shorten the meal time, I'm going back to sleep."

"No problem!" Lin He said.

He just hung up the phone, and before he reached the parking lot, the phone rang again. Cheng Boyan sighed and took out his phone. There are a lot of patients in their department today, and he was afraid that he would be called back to help if he couldn't reach the parking lot.

The mobile phone displayed an unfamiliar mobile phone number, which should not be from the hospital. He answered the phone: "Hello."

"Cheng Boyan?" A somewhat familiar voice came from over there, "Doctor Cheng?"

"Yes, you are..." Cheng Boyan paused, "Xiang Xi?"

"Hmm! It's me!" Xiang Xi replied with a smile, "This is... Xin..."

Xiang Xi's signal was poor, and Cheng Boyan couldn't hear the second half of the sentence. There was an intermittent hissing sound, and he stopped: "Hello? Can't hear clearly."

"I changed my number," Xiang Xi yelled, "I've got bad signal on this broken phone, hello! Hello? Brother? Can you hear me?"

"I heard that," Cheng Boyan said, "how is your leg?"

"It's pretty good," Xiang Xi was in a good mood when he heard the voice, "I didn't feel anything, and I didn't run back and forth... just... then..."

"The signal of your mobile phone is also very good," Cheng Boyan said helplessly, "It must be specially set up by the National Security Bureau."

"Can't hear you again? Hey!" Xiang Xi was still shouting, "Let me just tell you, my legs are pretty good, and I'm working in a restaurant now...my friend...not much money, but..."

"Xiang Xi, Xiang..." Cheng Boyan felt that his throat was sore from the phone call, and just about to say that he couldn't hear clearly, Xiang Xi's voice suddenly disappeared, and then hung up, he looked at the screen , "What kind of phone do you have..."

Cheng Boyan waited for a while, and wanted to tell Xiang Xi that he remembered to come for a review when he called again, but the phone didn't ring after several minutes. He was afraid that Xiang Xi would call after driving for a while, so he called Called back.

Hello, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later...

"Hey!" Cheng Boyan put the phone back in his pocket speechlessly, and walked into the parking lot.

"Didn't you change your phone because you bought a new one?" Xiang Xi looked at Tan Xiaokang with a cigarette in his mouth, "You bought a new phone because you really can't use it!"

"It's fine as long as it works, but you still don't like it!" Tan Xiaokang clicked his tongue.

"I can use a fart," Xiang Xi sighed, holding the phone above his head and shaking it back and forth, "There is no signal, see? I'm halfway through the phone call, people think I'm rude."

"You can buy one yourself after you get paid," Tan Xiaokang smiled for a long time, "Go in and work."

"Yeah." Xiang Xi pinched his cigarette, put away his phone, and ran back to the store through the back door.

This is Xiang Xi's first job, as a handyman in a restaurant, tidying tables, mopping the floor, washing dishes, taking out garbage, as long as the work does not require skills and experience, it is all his.

Compared with the jobs he had done in the past ten years, this job is hard and boring, and the money is low. Xiang Xi used to do anything casually, and he could make up for a month's salary here.

To be honest, Xiang Xi couldn't bear it. He woke up early, worked all day, was dirty and tired, and was scolded by the foreman. He has never been so tired since he was so old. No one except Uncle Ping dared to do this. Pointing at his nose and scolding his head and face, he would have punched him long ago, but now he still gritted his teeth and endured it.

And I endured it for several days.

"Zhan Hongtu!" The foreman pointed at him and shouted as soon as he saw him, "Is it okay to have a little attitude at work! Is it okay to have something in your eyes! The beggar gang doesn't even know how to clean up after the customer leaves!"

"Go right away." Xiang Xi took the rag and ran out.

The bowls and chopsticks on the table have been put away, so he went to wipe the table clean, and after sweeping away the bones and paper towels on the ground, he ran back to the back kitchen to help wash the dishes.

"Heroes, please!" Several juniors greeted in unison from outside.

Xiang Xi followed the outside in a low voice and said the following sentence: "May I ask if the hero is staying in the hotel or playing the tip?"

It's quite interesting, Xiang Xi is very envious of those waiters in the hall, they dress like they are acting, and they shout very quack, it's very fun.

But when Tan Xiaokang introduced him, there was no shortage of waiters here. Even if there was a shortage of waiters, inexperienced like him, they didn't want them. He didn't even have a health certificate. For the time being, I'll be doing miscellaneous work.

"Fight," Lin He said to Xiao Er, then turned to look at Cheng Boyan, "Wudang or Shaolin?"

"...Let's go to Shaolin." Cheng Boyan smiled, and somehow remembered Xiang Xi's bald head, and said something about Shaolin.

Xiao Er led them to sit down in the booth marked Shaolin Temple, and then brought a small cage with three big glutinous rice meatballs inside.

"Our village's secret Dali Wan," Xiao Er reported the name of the dish, "eating it can improve internal strength, please eat it while it's hot!"

"This is delicious, let me tell you," Lin He put a meatball into Cheng Boyan's bowl, "I came here with Song Yi for this meatball."

"There's a salted egg yolk inside," Song Yi said with a smile, "it's very delicious."

"Then let Lin He buy you a basket of salted duck eggs." Cheng Boyan said.

"Hey, I found out that you are very annoying when you are sick," Song Yi said, "Go to our place another day and peel a basket of salted duck eggs for you to eat."

"I'm not going," Cheng Boyan shook his head, took out a small bottle of disinfectant from his bag, squeezed some out and rubbed it slowly on his hands, "I think you two are tired of watching enough."

"Do I still have to wash my hands, is a wet tissue okay?" Song Yi looked at him, ready to give him a wet tissue.

"No." Cheng Boyan said.

"I have to go to the faucet to rinse after washing, and I have to wash after washing." Lin He sighed.

"Well, it's just so troublesome," Cheng Boyan stood up with a smile, "What should I do?"

"Hurry up and find someone to fix it." Song Yi waved his hand.

"Ordinary people can't cure him." Lin He said.

Cheng Boyan ignored them, walked back with a smile, and the waiter pointed him in the direction of the sink.

He turned around a small door and saw the washbasin. As soon as he got to the side of the sink, he heard someone shouting inside: "Zhan Hongtu! The garbage is full, why haven't you cleaned it up yet!"

Cheng Boyan was stunned for a moment, "Zhan Hongtu?"What a familiar and mixed name!

"Let's go!" A voice more familiar than Zhan Hongtu's name came from behind.

Cheng Boyan turned his head and saw a figure in a hotel uniform running over, he was stunned: "Xiang Xi?"

"This hero, watch your feet..." Xiang Xi yelled habitually, and then he was taken aback, "Doctor Cheng? Brother? Why are you here? Come to eat?"