Out of place

Xiang Xi felt that he was usually a very cautious person, but compared with the Mantou type, he was simply a mature, prudent and thoughtful... bastard.

I don't know what happened these two days, it's fine to talk nonsense and forget to refill, but I took out the stolen wallet so easily.

And Cheng Boyan's eyes were good enough, he didn't even have time to put his wallet back after he realized it.

"Hey... yo..." Xiang Xi squatted down holding his stomach. He didn't know whether it was because of stomach pain or lamenting that his image in Cheng Boyan's eyes had fallen into the abyss, and finally he let out a long sigh, "Why--"

Cheng Boyan kept looking at him. After he squatted on the ground without speaking, he continued to look at him for a while, and finally took out a card and handed it to the little girl at the cashier: "Swipe the card, and call me when you're done."

Xiang Xi raised his head and wanted to give you the three hundred back. Cheng Boyan squatted in front of him, unzipped his down jacket, and stuffed the envelope into his clothes: "It's settled, don't come to me again."

Before Xiang Xi could speak, he stood up, turned around and walked out of the shop.

When Xiang Xi chased him out, he saw him get into a taxi and disappeared at the end of the road within 2 minutes.

"What's so awesome!" Xiang Xi clicked his tongue and turned back to the store, glanced at the cash register, then straightened his clothes, put the envelope back into his inner pocket, and slowly shook it out.

Cheng Boyan looked down on him, and also annoyed him, and didn't want to see him again... Of course, he didn't plan to go to Cheng Boyan again. He could understand this feeling, and he felt that he could especially understand the feeling of avoiding him.

Especially, understandable.

Because he himself is the same.

4000 yuan!

But what Cheng Boyan said this time still made him feel a little depressed, and he was not as able to laugh it off as before. Maybe it was because he hadn't had such contact with "normal people" for a long time.

The last "normal person" I talked to was a short-term tenant at No. 20 Dawali, a photographer in his 30s.

That person has been to many places, and has taken many photos of places like Zhaojiayao. Xiang Xi has seen the Zhaojiayao in his notebook, and it doesn't look like the place he has lived in for almost 20 years.

"You didn't take the picture right, it wasn't messy at all." Xiang Xi said.

"Do you see nothing but mess?" said the photographer. "What I see is another life."

Xiang Xi didn't understand, and stared at the photo for a long time: "Is my life also in it?"

"Yeah, part of my life is in it," he said. "One month of my life here."

"Too imaginary poet," Xiang Xi thought for a long time, then laughed, "You are just watching the theater, you don't know what life is like here, if you know, you definitely don't want to know, promising murderers and arsonists are useless The sneaky ones, and the useless ones who can't even open their mouths to shout."

"You are very interesting, you are different from other people," the photographer said with great interest, "we will talk more when we have a chance."

But then they didn't have a chance to chat any more. On the third day after the chat this time, the photographer's money and card were stolen, along with a box containing various lives.

So he was forced to leave, and before leaving, he gave Xiang Xi a business card, saying that he would contact him later.

Xiang Xi put the business card in the shabby room in Tongkui Hutong.

A few days later, he saw Uncle Ping fiddling with the photographer's supposedly one hundred thousand camera. Of course, the life in it was gone.

He also sighed for a while, it really is life in the eyes of the theatergoers, blinking a few times, it was erased.

In fact, speaking of it, he also likes to watch theaters, mainly because he has nothing to do. Apart from offering sacrifices to Uncle Ping, he has nothing to do the rest of the time, so when others watch him, he also watches others.

For example, Cheng Boyan, if you don't process Boyan, you don't care to look at him. He wants to see Cheng Boyan, but they don't let him.

There is simply no reason to go.

After the winter vacation, Uncle Ping's family left, and Xiang Xi returned to No. 17.

It's boring, just repeating the boring life.

In the afternoon, he went out for a walk, alone, and did not run far, for fear of running into someone with the face of a donkey.

Donkey Face and Uncle Ping have always had an enmity, but no one knows what the specific enmity is. They probably don't know it themselves. Special owe pumping.

But before when people on both sides met each other, they beat them without lifting their pants like this. Xiang Xi felt that there must be something else going on here, just a recent thing.

Uncle Ping didn't let him know that Uncle Ping had already started guarding him.

Xiang Xi frowned and clicked his tongue, he didn't want to know either.

When he opened the door of the room, Xiang Xi saw several people sitting in the room, besides Uncle Ping Erpan, there were also a few people he knew but didn't know well.

Xiang Xi was a little surprised. These people are not in the same circle as Uncle Ping. Uncle Ping belongs to the circle of gangsters.

He glanced at the people in the room, no one said anything, he turned around and went out again, squatting by the wall to watch the wild cat on the opposite wall basking in the sun and tickling.

"Xiao Zhan," after a while, the door behind him opened, and someone poked his head out and called him, "Go and get something to eat."

"Who are you calling?" Xiang Xi turned his head, he had only met this person once, and brought him over on the second set, "Call me?"

The man slammed the door and smiled: "Why, who else is there?"

"Fuck you, whoever wants to eat it can make it himself." Xiang Xi continued to look at the cat with a cigarette in his mouth, and ordered him to come over if he was familiar with anything, "I don't have time."

"Fuck!" The man couldn't hold back his face, kicked the door and walked out.

"Fourth," someone called him inside, "what are you doing, drink tea."

"I can't kill you." The fourth child cursed behind Xiang Xi, then turned and went back into the house.

Xiang Xi stood up, stretched his waist, strolled out of Dawali, ordered some fast food from the fast food restaurant at the intersection, and delivered it to No. 17.

"Xiao Zhan, the money from last time hasn't been settled yet." The boss looked at him reluctantly.

"Ask Uncle Ping for it." Xiang Xi squeezed a piece of meat from the dish and put it in his mouth, "It's not for me."

The boss didn't speak, just stood still holding a frying spoon, Xiang Xi looked at him, sighed, walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "You go now, if you can ask for it, there are a whole room of people, if you ask him for it, he will Will give it."

"Hey!" The boss yelled in displeasure, and added after Xiang Xi turned around, "Why don't you people die!"

Xiang Xi smiled and said nothing.

die?Let's wait.

Hungry, there are a bunch of inexplicable people on the 17th, he can't get food, he eats outside, and he doesn't have much money...he can't bear to eat even if he has money.

Xiang Xi has been saving money, and he doesn't know why he saved it, but he hasn't saved much for such a long time.

After wandering around the street for a long time, I finally turned to the edge of Zhaojiayao. This area is considered safe, and Uncle Ping has been collecting money here for a long time.

He decided to find a place to eat, the one that hadn't paid the money last month.

The boss is a very honest middle-aged man. Xiang Xi never beat him when he came to collect money for Uncle Ping. Once he couldn't get the money and Xiang Xi didn't want it, so he went back, because this matter was still handled by Uncle Ping. They slapped two big mouths.

As soon as he entered, there were a few people eating, the boss came over with a wry smile when he saw him: "Xiao Zhan?"

"Bring me two patties." Xiang Xi sat down in the corner.

The boss brought two patties and put them on the table in front of him. After watching him take two bites, he whispered, "What's the matter with you? The donkey-faced man just came here yesterday. He took the money and smashed it." Got two tables…”

"What?" Xiang Xi raised his eyebrows, "Why didn't you tell me yesterday?"

"I don't know what's going on with you guys. You haven't come this month. I saw his people coming, and I wondered if it was..." The boss said with a sad face, "My table was smashed."

This is no small matter, this is not Donkey Face's territory, and now his people suddenly come to collect money, it is to challenge Uncle Ping.

Xiang Xi understood why the donkey-faced man was chasing and beating him, it was about to grab the land.

"Call me when his people come again," Xiang Xi stood up with the meatloaf in his mouth, and said as he walked out, "Don't tell him I know."

"The money..." the boss asked hesitantly.

"Let's talk about it, let's go." Xiang Xi lifted the curtain and walked out.

Uncle Ping was not surprised by this, and Xiang Xi didn't ask too much. The few people that Uncle Ping called may be for this, but it's definitely not just for this. Together.

Xiang Xi felt that Uncle Ping was getting old, but he started thinking about courting death.

"Don't go out for a while," Uncle Ping held the teapot, "Just stay at home and don't go far."

"Oh." Xiang Xi replied.

"Xiao Zhan," Uncle Ping walked up to him, bent down and stared at him for a while, "it's not easy for me to raise you."

"Thank you, Uncle." Xiang Xi said, his eyes fixed on Uncle Ping's neckline, where a section of red string was exposed from the neckline, and he knew that there was a piece of jade Ruyi with a good water quality hanging under the red string.

Uncle Ping pressed the neckline, then patted his head twice, and went upstairs with the teapot.

Xiang Xi has her own room on No. 17, which is very small, just on the edge of the corridor leading to the backyard, only big enough for a bed, and when Uncle Ping's family comes, they put their luggage in it.

Xiang Xi lay bored in the hut for a few days, with people coming and going outside, Uncle Ping and Er Pan still went out frequently, so he didn't know what he was planning, and it might have already started to be implemented.

He can't think about it, his stomach hurts.This stomach is amazing, I usually have irregular meals and rests, but the number of pains is more than that of always lying in bed.

If it goes on like this, I really have to go to the hospital.

After Uncle Ping and Er Pan went in and out for a few days, he suddenly calmed down.

Xiang Xi's stomachache didn't calm down, he didn't eat anything for more than a day, and his legs hurt a little. He asked Uncle Ping for some money, and took a steamed bun to the hospital early in the morning.

"Why are you asking Uncle Ping for money? Look at his eyes," Mantou limped and frowned, "I have it here. I'm going to have a comprehensive physical examination today..."

"Ouch," Xiang Xi clapped his hands to his stomach, "Comprehensive physical examination? You don't sound like someone from Zhaojiayao."

"You'd better have a physical examination too, don't be so fearless," Mantou said with a serious face, "Are you familiar with that doctor? See if he can help you arrange..."

"Shut up," Xiang Xi interrupted him, "You really don't dislike yourself."

It's not that Xiang Xi is not afraid of death, he is quite afraid of death, he will also be afraid after a stomachache that hasn't stopped for so long, so he went to the hospital to see it.

But he doesn't know how to go for a physical examination, and he doesn't understand why Mantou has to go for a physical examination, as if he is a normal person, eating, sleeping, working and living, and also having a physical examination.

After entering the hospital, Mantou went to the medical examination center, and Xiang Xi went to the Department of Gastroenterology.

On the distribution map of departments, he found the Department of Gastroenterology and found that it was on the same floor as the Department of Orthopedics.

He clicked his tongue, and Cheng Boyan's face flickered in front of his eyes.

On the second floor, go up and down the elevator to the left is the Department of Orthopedics, and to the right is the Department of Gastroenterology that Xiang Xi is going to go to.

Xiang Xi looked to the left, then turned right and left.

Cheng Boyan was busy all morning and didn't have time to eat at noon, so he managed to find time to go to the toilet, but when he entered the toilet, the cleaning lady was busy inside.

"I don't know who vomited all over the floor," said the eldest sister, "Doctor, you can go over there."

Cheng Boyan felt that luckily he hadn't eaten lunch, so he quickly backed out and trotted towards the end of the corridor.

There are quite a lot of people seeing the doctor today. For one or two months after the new year, there are more patients in the Department of Gastroenterology than usual, and the chairs outside the clinic are full of people waiting to be called.

When Cheng Boyan walked over, he casually glanced at the crowd, and a person's eyes met his.

Zhan Hong... No, Xiang Xi, was sitting on a chair with his head tilted and his forehead resting on his hands, looking at him.

After meeting his eyes, Xiang Xi hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Cheng Boyan didn't know whether he came again for Pengci or to see a doctor, so he didn't care about him and ran to the toilet first.

After coming out of the toilet, Xiang Xi was still sitting in the same position, his face was very pale, and the little band-aid under the corner of his eyes was particularly obvious.

This Band-Aid is still on?decorate?

"Doctor Cheng." Xiang Xi called out when he passed by.

"Ah," Cheng Boyan responded, "to see a doctor?"

"Stomach hurts," Xiang Xi said, "wait for a gastroscopy."

"Empty stomach?" Cheng Boyan looked at his face, it seems that he really has a stomach problem, and the reason for making up nonsense is that life is higher than life...

"I haven't eaten since yesterday." Xiang Xi smiled.

"Then you...wait a little longer," Cheng Boyan thought of his wallet, money, and ID card and bank card that had been thrown away somewhere, so he was not in the mood to talk to him again, "I still have patients."

There were always many patients in the afternoon, and Cheng Boyan went from very hungry to not hungry, and finally felt like he was going to become a fairy when he was about to leave work.

When the last patient left, Cheng Boyan found that it had been four or ten minutes since the off-duty time. He changed his clothes, opened the drawer to look, found a chocolate pie, ate two bites, and walked out of the consulting room.

"Doctor Cheng is off work." A little nurse ran past him.

"Yeah." He smiled.

"It's quite early today. I think Doctor Liu is still busy." The little nurse ran into the elevator.

Cheng Boyan stretched his waist, moved his arms again, took out his mobile phone and called his mother. His father was going on a business trip tomorrow for a meeting, and he agreed to go back for dinner today.

"Can you go back?" Mom answered the phone.

"Just came out, do you want me to bring something back?" Cheng Boyan walked downstairs. There were not many patients in the internal medicine department. He took two steps and stopped at the escalator.

Xiang Xi was sitting on a chair with his head bowed, holding his mobile phone in a daze.

His complexion is still not good, and he feels depressed. He is quite tall, but his long legs make him look very thin.

Gastroscopy results are not good?

"You don't need to bring it, just come back quickly. By the way, there is something I always forgot to tell you," my mother said on the phone, "Your ID card was sent home, what's going on?"

"Huh?" Cheng Boyan was stunned, "My ID card?"

"Yeah, I sent it back years ago, I was too busy and forgot to tell you," my mother said, "Did someone pick it up and throw it in the mailbox?"

"...Maybe," Cheng Boyan thought for a while, "Leave it alone, I've already used my new ID card."

After hanging up his mother's phone, Cheng Boyan hesitated for a moment, and walked to Xiang Xi's side.

Xiang Xi was quite absorbed in a daze, and Cheng Boyan stood beside him for a long time without looking up, and finally Cheng Boyan cleared his throat: "Have you finished the inspection?"

"Huh?" Xiang Xi raised his head and was a little surprised when he saw him, "Doctor Cheng? Let me tell you which idiot is so boring and stands by and watches me in a daze..."

Cheng Boyan didn't know how to respond to what he said.

"The inspection is over, there is no tumor," Xiang Xi smiled at him and stood up, "Are you off work?"

"It's off work," Cheng Boyan nodded, "That...my ID card, did you send it?"

"Got it? It took me so long to receive it?" Xiang Xi clicked his tongue, "I heard that the postman can send the ID card back according to the address after throwing the ID card in the mailbox. It seems to be true."

"I received it years ago." Cheng Boyan almost blurted out a thank you, but remembered that the ID card was sent by Xiang Xi, but he also stole it, so he quickly bit it.

Then he didn't know what to say, and when he turned around and wanted to leave, he stopped again, he couldn't help it, he pointed to the band-aid on the corner of Xiang Xi's eye: "Did this thing grow out of your face? "

Xiang Xi was stunned for a moment, and after touching the corners of his eyes, he was happy: "Yes, I will take it off when it is ripe, and it will grow again. Last time it was Hello Cat, now it is Jingdong Cat."

Cheng Boyan watched him having fun for a long time, and finally turned around and walked towards the escalator, really didn't know what else to say.

"Doctor Cheng." Xiang Xi stopped laughing and called him behind him.

Cheng Boyan sighed, stopped and turned around.

Xiang Xi came over, tore off the Band-Aid on his face, and pointed to the corner of his eyes: "It's blocking this."

Cheng Boyan didn't understand a bit: "Tear mole?"

The skin next to the tear mole is very white, which is obviously different from the skin next to it. It can be seen that it has been attached for a long time... what a magical reason.

"Well," Xiang Xi nodded, and took out a small pack of Band-Aids from his pocket, all of which were cartoons, picked out a bear and pasted it again, "unlucky."

Cheng Boyan felt baffled that a mole was auspicious or unlucky, but he didn't say it out.

Because when he was about to speak, Xiang Xi arched his legs, thumped his own leg, and kicked twice. This action made him change his sentence: "Leg hurts?"

"Ah, this stomachache has spread to my legs..." Before Xiang Xi finished speaking, Cheng Boyan suddenly bent down and pressed on his leg, he was startled, "What's wrong?"

"Where does it hurt? Here? Or here?" Cheng Boyan asked, "Is it muscle pain or bone pain? How long has it been hurting?"

Xiang Xi couldn't answer the question for a long time, and then jumped on the spot after a while: "It hurts, I may have been lying in bed for a long time these two days and have not moved... Why are you so nervous because of your occupational disease?"

"No, are you sure it's a muscle pain? If it's a bone pain and the pain persists, you should go to the hospital." Cheng Boyan straightened up, turned around and went up the escalator without saying anything else.