flying switch

Zhong Rong didn't last long in a daze, he slept all the way, his dreams were bright and dark, and his eyelashes were still wet when he was woken up by the sound of rain.He panicked and touched the corners of his eyes, and sure enough, his hands were wet.

"Are you awake?" Qian Shuichong put away his phone, "It's here."

Only then did Zhong Rong realize that the car was parked on the side of the road. He looked out and saw the familiar buildings in the community: "How long has it been?"

"It's been a while," Qian Shuichong handed him the bag on the back seat, "here."

"Why didn't you call me?" Zhong Rong raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and opened his backpack to find an umbrella.

"You suddenly called mom on the way," Qian Shuichong said, with his back against the street lights, his outline soft and his voice soft, "I think maybe you would like to stay with Auntie for a while, and meet and chat or something."

Zhong Rong's throat choked up, tears almost fell again.He actually couldn't remember whether he really saw Rong Qiqi in this short dream, but when Qian Shuichong said that, he suddenly became sure that he had been with Rong Qiqi for a long time.

Tears probably flow not because of sadness, but because of warmth.The mother in the dream, Qian Shuichong in front of me.

Zhong Rong opened his arms and plunged into Qian Shuichong's arms.Qian Shuichong didn't know why, so he grabbed him reflexively, and when he heard a muffled "thank you" in his arms, he silently changed his posture, changed to hugging back, and stroked Zhong Rong's back as comfort.

"Are you still going to the cemetery?" Qian Shuichong let go of Zhong Rong, "I'll see you off."

"Wait for me to go up and get something," Zhong Rong took out his umbrella, "you sleep with me at night, or you should be driving tired."

Qian Shuichong nodded: "You go, I'll call my mother."

Zhong Rong froze, bowed his head like an ostrich, hesitated for a long time, and fled into the rain.

Qian Shuichong looked at his back and sighed, and dialed Shuiyun's phone: "Mom?"

"Has it been delivered? How is the status of Xiao Zhong?"

"It's okay. I'll go back tomorrow, and I'll talk to him when I find time in the evening."

"Shui Chong, Mom knows you are an adult," Shui Yun said, "You have to help Xiao Zhong. When Dad just left, Mom was in the same state as him. You are with Mom, and you know it too. Throwing things and getting angry It's all normal. He is not a bad boy, and my mother can always think of herself at that time when she looks at him..."

"I know, Mom," Qian Shui replied warmly, "Don't worry."

The rain was crackling on the glass, Zhong Rong kicked off his shoes, and without turning on the lights, he searched for the old-fashioned magnetic card in the cemetery with his mobile phone and flashlight, took the data card, stuffed them together in his bag, and hurried downstairs, panting get in the car.He patted the rain off his shoulders: "The address of the cemetery, shall I lose?"

Qian Shuichong put away his mobile phone, called up the navigation system, and waited for Zhong Rong to finish typing: "Where should I go after going to the cemetery?"

"The relevant person in charge of the management company will go to the cemetery," Zhong Rong lowered his head to contact the person in charge, "I'll just get back to you. Just go to the cemetery, no trouble."

The street lamps were wet from the rain, and the intermittent light was blurred.Zhong Rong swiped his card and stepped into the cemetery under an umbrella. Seeing that there was no one in front of his mother's tomb, he tried to suppress his anger and dialed the phone number of the person in charge.The phone didn't work, so he walked from the steps to his mother's grave and dialed again.

"……Hey?"

The lazy voice pierced Zhong Rong's nerves, and he took a deep breath: "Didn't we make an appointment to meet in front of the tomb?"

"Ah? Oh, there is such a thing," the person in charge said slowly, "wait for me for a while, the road is blocked when it rains."

It's approaching early morning, if the road is blocked, it will be hell.Zhong Rong turned his head and returned to the steps, not wanting to get angry in front of his mother's grave: "Wait a few minutes?"

"A few minutes? Five minutes."

"Just 5 minutes." Zhong Rong fully felt the other party's ignorance, powerless and angry.But to a certain extent, he can understand why the other party is like this.

In reality, he has no money, no power, no fame, no ability. He lives by working part-time.Although he had some deposits, they were all realized from Wuzhong's mission rewards.

If only he was like Wuzhong in real life, nonchalant and capable.But having said that, Wuzhong just knows the goal now, and he is not sure if he can do it, so he is in a state of confusion.

If Wu Zhong makes some achievements, will Zhong Rong also climb out of the quagmire?

The rain fell on his face and wet his temples.Footsteps suddenly sounded from behind, Zhong Rong turned around alertly, startled by Qian Shuichong rushing over.

Qian Shuichong got under Zhong Rong's umbrella: "The rain is heavier than expected."

The umbrella is not big, and Qian Shuichong is very close to Zhong Rong.Zhong Rong flinched reflexively: "How did you come here?"

There is no way to enter the gate without a magnetic card.

Qian Shuichong was taken aback: "The one who opened the door came in, the door is open."

Zhong Rong frowned, and was speechless about the security measures in the cemetery.

"I found it in the car." Qian Shuichong handed the coin-like instrument to Zhong Rong, "Give this to Auntie."

Zhong Rong didn't recognize what it was: "What is this?"

"Holographic flowers." Qian Shuichong touched the instrument, and a lifelike golden sunflower slowly appeared above the coin.

Zhong Rong looked at it, and his nose was sore again: "...Thank you."

"It's inappropriate to come empty-handed after all," Qian Shuichong smiled at him, "Go and let it go, I'm going back."

Before Zhong Rong could stop him, Qian Shuichong ran away from the rain again.He waited until he couldn't see Qian Shuichong's back at all, then turned and walked to his mother's tombstone.

The explosion next door was terrible, the scene has been sealed off, and the seal separates the two tombs, but the traces of the explosion still extend from the seal, eroding to the edge of Rong Qiqi's tomb.Zhong Rong put the sun flower in front of his mother's grave, trying to wipe off the burnt brown with his hands, but failed.

He doesn't expect compensation from the management company, and he must make the management company pay attention to safety and custody.

He squatted in front of the grave, staring at his mother's smiling face: "Are you noisy? There is no way, the rain can't stop the explosion."

He blinked and let tears fall into the puddles at his feet: "I haven't missed you all this time, I'm sorry. Whenever I think of you, I want to cry. It's double embarrassing to cry over there. I don't want to be ashamed. Don't discuss it with us, you will come to see me more at night in the future."

The rain hit the umbrella, as if answering in place of silence.

Zhong Rong heard the sound of the door, hurriedly raised his hand to wipe away his tears, turned around and was about to question the person in charge, when he heard the person in charge apologize like pouring beans: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this time it is indeed our problem, safety and custody We will strengthen management, and this will never happen again. The contract we draw up after the meeting will be sent to the email address you left..."

"There's still privacy." Although Zhong Rong didn't know why his attitude changed like this, he didn't waste the opportunity. "How could contacts be added or changed without permission?"

The person in charge was taken aback: "...Huh?"

"I am the only family member of Rong Qiqi, and I am the only contact," Zhong Rong emphasized, "Not Zhong Shuangen, nor anyone else. Please respect her wishes, she filled me in by herself."

The person in charge understood, picked up the phone and recorded: "Okay, we will also notice this."

The person in charge who was so cooperative suddenly made Zhong Rong very uncomfortable. His intuition was wrong, and he thought of Qian Shuichong outside the door: "What did you say to the owner of the car parked outside the gate?"

The person in charge smacked his lips and drooped his eyes: "Yes——you never said you have such a brother."

"Brother?" Zhong Rong frowned, "What did he tell you?"

"It's nothing." The person in charge slandered: It was nothing more than analyzing the loopholes and fatal flaws of the management company one by one, and threatened with a smile to push their boss into the bureau.He raised his head and smiled at Zhong Rong: "Swipe the data card for me, I'll go back and prepare for the restoration of the tombstone,"

Zhong Rong handed over the data card in doubt, but was not at ease: "Do you have the renderings of the previous repairs?"

The person in charge sighed, and flicked through the phone album for a long time: "It's like this."

The renderings looked okay, Zhong Rong was slightly relieved: "When will it be repaired?"

"Do you want to come over to supervise the work?" The person in charge opened the schedule diary, "I can arrange it as soon as today. Let's do it later, okay?"

"What did that person in the car tell you?" Zhong Rong asked solemnly.

"I wanted to continue working with my boss," the person in charge sighed, "so my conscience found out, and he didn't say anything."

Qian Shuichong dozed off in the car, only to be awakened by the steam and the sound of opening and closing the car door.He looked at Zhong Rong who was sitting in the co-driver: "How is it?"

"I'll come over to oversee the work later in the morning," Zhong Rong put down his backpack, "Did you say anything to that man?"

"Talk about the law with him. What's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Zhong Rong put on his seat belt and said complicatedly, "You helped me again."

"After all, I want to live with you today," Qian Shuichong winked at him, "Can it be free?"

"It must be free, why would I charge money?" Zhong Rong suddenly sobered up, "No, don't talk about this. You don't have to help me like this."

Qian Shuichong understood: "Guilty?"

Zhong Rong was speechless for a long time: "...I shouldn't have treated your mother like that."

"Then apologize." Qian Shuichong's face remained unchanged.

"I don't have my aunt's cell phone number," Zhong Rong bit his lips, "and it's so noisy, I can't apologize through the cell phone."

"Well," Qian Shuichong turned on the autopilot, took out his mobile phone and dialed Shui Yun's mobile phone, "here."

Zhong Rong was unprepared, and took the phone in a hurry: "What are you doing? I'm not ready yet..."

"Hey?"

Zhong Rong shut his mouth and held his breath for a moment, Qian Shuichong said hello for him: "Mom, Zhong Rong said he wanted to chat with you."

Zhong Rong didn't dare to stare at him, and didn't dare to hang up the phone, so he gritted his teeth: "...Auntie," he took a deep breath, and pronounced his words politely, "I'm sorry!!"

Qian Shuichong's ears hurt: "The voice is very bright."

Zhong Rong automatically blocked his voice: "I shouldn't have said that to you, I understand your kindness, and thank you for your care and concern during this time...I'm such an asshole."

"Don't say that," Shui Yun's voice was mixed with electricity, still gentle, "Auntie has had this kind of time before, so Auntie understands you. Come back with Shui Chong tomorrow, Auntie will cook delicious food for you, just as you Talk to your dad, okay?"

"...Auntie, I'm sorry," Zhong Rong whispered, "I'm not going back."

Shui Yun was surprised: "Not coming back?"

She lowered her voice suddenly, as if talking to someone.Zhong Rong guessed that she was talking to Zhong Shuangen, and the fire started to flow out again uncontrollably.Seeing his expression from the corner of his eyes, Qian Shuichong raised his hand and took back his phone: "Okay, let's stop here. I'll talk about it tomorrow if I have anything to say. It's too late, mom, go to sleep, I won't disturb you, good night."

The car stopped downstairs again, Zhong Rong got out of the car in silence, held an umbrella and waited for Qian Shuichong, and then went upstairs with him to go home.

"Does Auntie like any flowers?" Zhong Rong turned on the light in the living room, "It's fallen to the ground, you can go to sleep in my room."

"She likes all kinds of flowers." Qian Shuichong put the changed shoes on the shoe rack, but couldn't find any slippers, so he followed Zhong Rong to the bedroom barefoot, "Where do you sleep?"

"On the ground." Zhong Rong made a thin bed on the ground and lay down with his backpack on his head. "Do you know Zhong Shuangen's card number?"

Qian Shuichong took off his coat and pants, and lay down on the bed carefully: "I know."

"Can you send it to me?" Zhong Rong turned to the direction of the bed, "I will transfer the expenses during this time to him."

Qian Shuichong paused, and transferred the card number to him: "You haven't spent any money during this time."

"I know." Zhong Rong sorted out his savings, drew out the moving money, left a little living expenses, and transferred the rest to Zhong Shuangen.

"You have to draw a clear line with him." Qian Shui Chongming said.

"So I may not be able to apologize to Auntie in person," Zhong Rong recalled the task list, planning to pick up a few to save money to buy flowers, "Auntie prefers electronic products or flowers?"

"Flowers," Qian Shuichong replied, "she likes everything that has vitality."

Zhong Rong made up his mind: "Okay. Go to sleep. You can drive back when you wake up. Good night."

Qian Shuichong saw the light from Zhong Rong's phone screen from the corner of his eye: "Aren't you sleeping?"

"Immediately," Zhong Rong quickly sent a message in the group group to explain, "Okay, I'm going to sleep."

"Good night." Qian Shuichong's phone vibrated, he took it over to check, and found that it was a message sent by Wuzhong in the group: I have something to do today and I can't go online, see you tomorrow.

Alai returned quickly: ?You stayed up all night too?Which tomorrow, is it the tomorrow (this afternoon) after I wake up?

Wu Zhong: No, it’s tomorrow, your day after tomorrow.

Alai: Well, see you tomorrow!

Qian Shuichong also sent a sentence: See you tomorrow.

MOON didn't know where he went, he was probably still working on the translation or the witch's divination house.He chatted with Alai for a few words, said goodbye, put down his phone and closed his eyes, and Zhong Rong suddenly said, "Thank you."

Qian Shuichong didn't open his eyes: "Thank you for what?"

"A lot, I also have a lot of regrets," Zhong Rong's voice was not loud, "I have worked hard during this time, let me live there."

"It's okay, you're not boring."

"Thank you anyway," Zhong Rong ordered the moving company, and his things will be moved here today without any accidents, "Goodbye."

"Are you driving me out?" Qian Shuichong said lightly, "If you don't want to sleep on the floor, just say so."

Zhong Rong did not become more relaxed: "You are very nice, Qian Shuichong. I will say goodbye to you seriously, and we will not have the chance to meet in the future."

Qian Shuichong opened his eyes, and his voice calmed down: "Regret?"

"Well," Zhong Rong was silent for a long time, "... go to sleep."

Qian Shuichong stared at the darkness for a while, then slowly closed his eyes, and said softly, "Good night, Zhong Rong."