Out of place

Every year when winter comes, Lin He catches a cold, as if celebrating the coming of winter.

Today the boss let the meeting go, and halfway through the meeting, he developed a fever to make matters worse. The boss saw that he was half dead and waved him back home.

Lin He walked out of the company building a little groggy, and woke up as soon as he stepped out of the gate.

When the old Beifeng hugged him, he almost wanted to go back to the building and hugged the boss's thigh and cried, let me finish the meeting warmly!

The parking fee on the company side is frighteningly high, and the parking space is tight. If you come later, you can’t even spend the money. His car is usually parked in Chen Pang’s community one street away. Chen Pang goes there in the morning. When he was going to work, he would park in the car when he was leaving. After work, he would drive away, and Fatty Chen would park in again.

If he had to work overtime for a meeting or walk slowly, Fatty Chen would have to cry and park the car between the parking space and the nearby trees.

Like today.

Fatty Chen also posted a post-it note on his windshield, which read: For the tenth time this month, treat me to dinner at the end of the month.

Lin He smiled, took out a pen and wrote two words on the post-it note, "Okay", and then posted it on Fatty Chen's car door handle.

It takes more than an hour to drive home, which is the most painful thing every day, and there is still traffic at the moment.

Sitting in the car, Lin He looked at the long convoy of turtles in front of him, feeling a little annoyed. He was actually fine. Once he turned the corner at the intersection ahead, he could turn into a road with much less traffic, but For this period, he has to wear him for four or 10 minutes every day.

He was squeezed into the straight lane, and he failed to merge into the right turn lane when he was approaching the intersection. He slowed down, and the car behind kept honking.

"Don't press it! Didn't you see that my right turn light flashed all the way!" He shouted in the car, looking for a gap, and merged the car into the right turn lane.

Heaving a sigh of relief, he drove forward and reached the intersection. He was in a good mood and turned into the small street on the right in a dozen directions.

After driving forward for less than ten meters, a motorcycle suddenly sprang out from the right rear, roaring and rushing up from the right.

Lin He usually annoys those people who drive a Harley and run around the street feeling that they are handsome in the universe, and those who hang a speaker in the car and play disco music are even more annoying.

This car didn't have a speaker, but it was going too fast. Lin He stepped on the brakes when he saw the car's left turn signal flashing in the rearview mirror. It was estimated that this idiot was going to pass his car from the right and overtake to the left.

But it was still too late, as soon as his speed slowed down, Harley had already sprinted out close to the front of his car.

Lin He heard a bang, and at the same time saw that Harley twisted twice, but he didn't fall to the ground, but the rider staggered a few steps in an awkward manner before he supported the ground with his legs.

Seeing that the man was not injured, Lin He heaved a sigh of relief, idiot!

He opened the door and got out of the car, and yelled at the man, "Dude! How did you drive!"

The man parked the car, took off his helmet and hung it on the rearview mirror, then got out of the car with a wave of his legs and walked towards him.

The legs are quite long, but the tight leather pants make Lin He's dick hurt.

"You drive this car..." Lin He said as he wanted to go around to the right to see how his car was scratched.

Before taking two steps, the man had already walked in front of his car, raised his leather boots to face the left headlight of his car, and then kicked up: "How the hell are you driving a car!"

Lin He was a little shocked. He was driving normally, but this man overtook on the right side and even got scratched. How dare he still have the courage to kick his headlight?

"Are you awake?" Lin He couldn't help asking, "You asked me how I drove?"

"I didn't wake up and you covered me with a quilt?" The man glared at him.

He has a pretty good face, but the expression on his face is too obvious that he is not a good person. Lin He's fire twitched up from the soles of his feet little by little: "I didn't wake up, I woke you up."

"Come on," the man pointed to his own, "take one and I'll open my eyes."

Lin He ignored him, walked to the right and looked at the front of the car. A strip of paint was scraped off the side, about the length of a palm, and there were some small scratches on the side.

This car has just been bought for less than a year, and to be honest, he is very heartbroken.

After taking out his mobile phone to take a few photos, he looked at the man, he was just a little rascal, he really didn't want to talk to him, it was cold, he was dizzy and dizzy and blown in the wind for a few minutes already I feel like I'm about to die.

"Forget it," Lin He put the phone back in his pocket, and planned to go back to the car, "You don't need to pay, I'll take the insurance..."

"You have to pay me." The man raised his leg and stepped on the front of the car, blocking his way back to the car.

"What did you say?" Lin He was shocked again, and looked at the person in front of him seriously. He was about the same size as him, but thinner, and he looked good. He was only in his early twenties, and said "no money Just fight" stared at him.

Lin He has worked together as the school basketball captain for at least five years from junior high school to university. He is really not afraid of fighting, but he just didn't quite figure out where this man got the confidence to fight him.

"Don't be a rascal, you scraped my car, I..." Before Lin He finished speaking, his nose suddenly itched, and he only had time to tilt his head slightly, and a big sneeze came out, his tongue almost snapped together Called out.

"Your uncle!" The man suddenly took two steps back and slapped him.

"Sorry, I have a cold." Lin He waved his hand at him, and opened the door to get in the car.

What Lin He didn't expect was that this kid would actually do it.

"Don't pretend to be me!" He punched Lin He on the shoulder from behind, "Want to run?"

Lin He felt that fighting was far away from him. He fought with others a few times in middle school and was despised by Cheng Boyan for a month.

But this punch that hit him staggered made him furious. He was suffering from a cold, and the north wind blew for a long time, the car was rubbed and kicked, and now he was punched!

No matter how good-tempered he was, he couldn't hold it back anymore, and he turned around and punched the man in the face.

As he expected, this kid was really no match for him in the fight, he didn't dodge this punch at all, and the corner of his eye was smashed firmly.

But the next development was somewhat beyond Lin He's expectations. This person was hit hard by a punch, but he didn't have stage fright, and he rushed forward again without even covering his face.

This time his target was not Lin He, but the car door.

He kicked up against the car door, and the opened car door slammed into Lin He, knocking on Lin He's arm.

It hurts!

Lin He couldn't care less about the fact that he would actually fight with people in the street in the winter with a cold, so he punched out again.

The fist landed on the man's shoulder.

The hand hurt for a while, but the man finally helped his shoulder.

Next time, I should learn from Cheng Boyan how to unload someone's shoulders, and I will unload it directly!

I don't know why, the two of them fought in the fast lane with punches and kicks, and there were no onlookers calling the police, no, there were not many people watching!

It really is a road that is not blocked at all after get off work...

After scuffling for about 5 minutes, the two men's coats and trousers were all covered with gray marks, and they didn't know whether they were rubbed against the car or stepped on by shoes, but Lin He felt that he had the upper hand for the time being, and the boy was kicked by him. Also hit two punches.

"It's almost done!" Lin He pushed him away, pointing at his face, "I'll beat you to the hospital endlessly, don't cry."

The man raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and suddenly rushed over and bumped into him.

Lin He was still thinking about why he had to wipe the corner of his mouth, obviously he didn't slap him in the face, but before he figured it out, he had already been knocked away hard.

The man opened the door neatly and got into the car.

"Get down!" Lin He rushed over to open the car door, but the kid quickly locked the door in the car.

The next action made Lin He break into a cold sweat. The kid stepped on the gas pedal, and the car sped forward.

Is this to steal the car or drive his car into a tree?

"I'll fuck your ancestor!" Lin He slapped the car window.

The car scurried and stopped abruptly, and then the window was slowly lowered halfway, and the kid looked at him from inside: "Are you honest?"

"You're finished today!" Lin He pointed at him, stretched his arms into the car, and grabbed his collar.

The man didn't resist, but just fell over to the passenger side.

Lin He couldn't exert his strength, so he poked his head into the car, grabbed his clothes and tried to drag him over.

When the man suddenly rushed over to grab the window switch in front of him, Lin He cursed hard in his heart.

The car window was lifted up, and Lin He stepped back quickly, trying to get his head out of the window first.

But the car window was only half open, and the man grabbed his hair and he couldn't get it out for a while, so the car window got stuck on his neck soon.

He had no choice but to grit his teeth and wait for the car window to be blocked before it would automatically go down. Unexpectedly, the man pulled out the car key when the car window was just stuck under his neck.

Turn off the flame and turn off the power.

Lin He's feelings at this moment are a little hard to describe, and his life is gloomy.

"Hit!" The man opened the car door and shouted.

Lin He didn't make a sound, as soon as the car door opened, he, who was caught in the car window, had to walk back in small steps, and had no time to speak again.

"You're so fucking awesome!" The man kicked him on the leg, "I haven't been beaten like this in several years, you are the first!"

"You are very lucky to live," Lin He poked his neck, "You have survived to this day with all your arms and legs?"

"Don't talk nonsense," the man punched him on the back, "Apologize to the young master! Lose money!"

This punch was not powerful, as if someone had slapped him on the back when he was coughing, but Lin He was catching a cold and had been sneezing and coughing endlessly. He coughed for a long time after this punch, and his nose almost coughed Out.

He reached into his pocket for his phone, and then his wrist was grabbed and screwed to his back.

"Want to call the police? You are too pure!" The man took the phone from his pocket, kicked and smashed him.

The strength of each punch and kick is not too strong, just enough to not hurt him and make people feel extremely painful. Lin He coughed and felt that anger was about to burst out of his throat.

"Do you really have a cold?" The man stopped typing for about 2 minutes, then took out his pocket, took out his wallet, a box of cold medicine and two antipyretics, "I thought you Are you pretending that you have a fever?"

Lin He didn't say a word. He had lived for more than [-] years and never thought that one day he would be stuck on the window of his car and be beaten and scolded.

"Lin He," the man pulled out the access control card in his wallet and read his name, "Hello."

Lin He sneezed.

"My name is Song Yi," the man shook his hand, "Please take care of me when we meet for the first time."

Lin He shook off his hand: "Are you finished?"

"Hands are hot." Song Yi went to the cab and sat down, looked at him face to face for a while, then stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, "Hey, do you have a fever?"

"Get your feet away," Lin He looked down at his feet that were still outside the car, "My nose is about to drip."

"Fuck." Song Yi quickly retracted his feet into the car.

Thinking about it, he looked in the car again, took the tissue box in the back seat, took out two pieces of paper, and put them together in front of Lin He: "Really, I saw it."

"That's right," Lin He glanced at him, "Then look at it carefully and remember it cheaply for a lifetime."

"That's a must," Song Yile said, "I've been in fights for ten years, and some have been beaten to blood, some have had their teeth knocked out, and I've seen some who urinate out of fright. .”

"Wipe it." Lin He said.

He didn't know why he said such a sentence, he probably lost his mind.

Let Song Yi wipe his nose?With this man's virtue, it would be an eye opener not to take pictures of himself with a snot in his nose!

Song Yi didn't speak, and pulled a few more pieces of paper to cushion him, and stretched out his hand with the paper to gently press under his nose.

This unexpected surprise made Lin He a little dizzy, his nose was already uncomfortably blocked, so he took advantage of the situation and blew it.

"Hey, uncle!" Song jumped up and jumped out of the car with one hand shrunk, and kicked his leg again, "I'll wipe it for you, what the hell are you talking about!"

"I'm used to it." Lin He said.

"Get used to you, uncle! If I didn't have rhinitis and knew it was uncomfortable, I wouldn't bother to care about it!" Song Yi kicked over again, "Hang here to freeze!"

"No," Lin He turned to look at him, "I said buddy, are you finished?"

"I haven't figured out how to play yet." Song Yi said.

Lin He didn't speak again, and when he turned his head, he saw hope.

He saw a red and blue car approaching in the distance, and he was immediately elated.

Although there are not many onlookers, the number of onlookers is still increasing. Although there are few cars on the road, his car is stuck in the fast lane after all, and other cars have to go around.

I guess someone called the police.

"Why don't you talk?" Song Yi bent down to look at him, stared at him for a while, threw his mobile phone and wallet on the car seat, and shook the car key in front of his eyes, "Forget it, I'm going to talk to you today." It's just that I'm in a bad mood, otherwise I can't take it out on you."

"It's okay, just go out." Lin He said.

Song put in the car key and was about to turn it when the police car coming over there suddenly yelled.

"Damn!" He turned his head and was stunned, then jumped out of the car at an unimaginable speed for Lin He, then rushed to his own car, jumped on it, pumped the gas, and rushed out.

Lin He was rescued by the traffic police, and the traffic police kept holding back their laughter when they asked about the situation.

"It's okay, just let go of your laugh." Lin He said while blowing his nose.

"Your car was not seriously hit," the traffic policeman went over to look at it, and took a picture again, "Do you have insurance?"

"Yes," Lin He got into the car, and now he just wants to drive away from this sad place, and then go home, take medicine and sleep, nothing else matters, "You have worked hard."

When he got home, he didn't even eat, and fell asleep directly. The next day, he asked for leave and slept until noon.

When I got up, the fever subsided, my head was a little heavy, my nose was still not ventilated, and my throat was also a little sore, probably caused by the cold wind yesterday.

Thinking of yesterday, his hand that opened the refrigerator door immediately trembled, extremely angry.

At first, he thought about it, at least the one named Song Yi blew his nose for him at the end, but now it seems that he can't swallow this breath.

No matter how hard he swallowed, he couldn't swallow it, and his throat hurt as if he was choking.

He ran downstairs to get the dash cam, found yesterday's video, and took note of the license plate of that car.

Although he didn't have any hope, his head was dizzy and heavy, and he couldn't think of what to do next, so he copied the car number into the search bar of the browser and slapped the car to enter.

A series of search records came out, and he was stunned.

When he looked at it carefully, he wanted to laugh a little, there is such a miraculous person in the world who uses his license plate as his ID!

It's all effortless!

"Fate!" Lin He whispered, and clicked on a few posts from this ID to look at them.

It's all about various motorcycle modification discussions, nothing useful.

But at the end of the day, he saw a photo posted by Song Yi, showing his Harley parked in front of a repair shop.

Someone replied below, Brother Song, did your car touch it?

Song Yi replied that he wanted to add lights.

Another person said, you open this store just to toss your own car.

This is Song Yi's shop.

Lin He immediately slapped the table, wrote down the name of the store, and spent a long time looking up the phone number and address.

This shop is next to the street they bumped into yesterday.

Without thinking about it, Lin He changed his clothes and went out. When the car drove out of the gate of the community, he felt full of strength, and he could catch a cold easily.

The road was smooth during working hours, and when he found Song Yi's store, he even found a parking space on the side of the road.

But the shop was closed.

This street is full of accessories, and there are many repair shops. Many of them are still closed at this time. Lin He came early.

He got out of the car and went to the nearby early stall to buy buns, returned to the car and ate slowly, staring at the store door.

After eating the buns and waiting for another half an hour, a Harley roared over from the sidewalk and stopped in front of the store.

Lin He watched Song Yi get out of the car, slowly took out the key while rubbing his nose.

Seeing him bending over to open the door, Lin He jumped out of the car and walked over quickly.

The door was slowly lifted, halfway through, Lin He came up behind him and grabbed his collar.

Song Yi didn't look back, and bumped his elbow directly back. Lin He turned his head to avoid it, pressed his hand down, and then grabbed his wrist and twisted it. Song Yi was bent over by him.

"Go in!" Lin He pushed him.

He staggered and was pushed into the store. He couldn't stand firmly and fell directly on a deck chair in the middle of the store.

Lin He bent down and entered the store. When Song Yi jumped up and wanted to touch the shelf next to him, he stepped over and pushed Song Yi's chest again, and grabbed a shelf that was about a foot long. Long wrench.

"Be honest." Lin He pointed at him with a wrench.

He was a little strange, although Song Yi's combat power was not that strong yesterday, but today he was a little too weak, and the elbow hit him with no strength, and now it is easy for him to push Song Yi down .

Didn't wake up?

"Lin He?" Song Yi said in surprise.

Lin He was also quite surprised, the door was only half opened, the light was not turned on in the room, the light was very dark, he was still standing with the backlight, Song Yi unexpectedly recognized him, and called his name correctly.

"Am I quite efficient?" Lin He asked calmly.

"Yes," Song nodded, leaned back on the chair, and coughed twice, "The infection is quite efficient."

"What?" Lin He was taken aback.

Song Yi coughed for a long time, reached out and grabbed his hand, pulled it over and pressed it on his forehead: "I have a fever, brother, you fucking sneezed on my young master yesterday..."

Song Yi's forehead was burning hot, as if he was on fire, Lin He quickly pulled his hands away in fright.

"You are..." Song Yi slowly stood up from the chair, touched the wall next to him, the light in the room turned on, he took a cup and walked to the water dispenser in the corner to drink water, " Want to seek revenge?"

Seeing his slow movements, Lin He suddenly didn't know how to answer the conversation. He was a serious accountant of a serious big company, and ran to a motorcycle modification shop with a big wrench...

"How about another day," Song Yi said, "I can't escape anyway, the shop is here..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin He suddenly heard a crisp sound, and the cup in Song Yi's hand fell to the ground. He was startled, and almost swung the wrench at Song Yiyi.

But the next scene made him throw away the wrench and rush over.

Song Yi slowly knelt and sat on the ground leaning on the water dispenser.

"What's the matter with you?" Lin He dragged him to the recliner.

"It makes you dizzy." Song Yi closed his eyes and frowned.

"Are you going to the hospital?" Lin He hesitated, and pointed out the door, "My car is parked by the side of the road."

"No need," Song Yi smiled, "I took antipyretics in the morning, and it will be fine in a while."

"You're going to faint," Lin He touched his forehead again, "I haven't seen anyone who has a fever and can faint!"

"I didn't sleep last night. I played games all night." Song Yi yawned and frowned again, "I'm sleepy."

"...Really." Lin He was a little speechless.

"Why don't we chat for a while," Song Yi looked at him, "We know each other now."

"What?" Lin He felt that he must have heard it wrong.

"Chat, won't you?" Song Yi stretched out his hand, "Hi Lin He, my name is Song Yi, this is the opening line, get ready, chat."

Lin He opened his mouth and didn't say anything, but he still shook hands with him reflexively.

What the hell.