Orange storm

It's 7:32 at night.

It was still the end of autumn, and it was not yet dark, but the dark clouds were overwhelming, and the sky was already dark.The billboards on a road were rattled by the strong wind, as if they were about to fall down in the next second.There were few people on the road, but now they have more or less quickened their pace, hoping to get home before the rainstorm arrives.

In this way, it seemed that Fang Jie on the side of the road was a bit out of place.

On the sidewalk, next to a street tree whose branches and leaves were blown to this side by the wind, Fang Jie sat on his black 20-inch suitcase and stared at the bar called "Yunqi" across the street, with his mobile phone in his lap. Tap slowly.

Today, he wore a black hooded sweater without a pattern, light-colored jeans, and a canvas schoolbag on his back, wrapped in the gloomy sky.Although the rainstorm hadn't come yet, the wind was already mixed with moist water mist, which fell all over his body and face, and there was some moisture on his thick eyelashes.

But he didn't bother to wipe it, so he swept the opposite bar completely from the signboard to the ground.

The bar is in a simple metal style, with black signboards and decorations, and a few huge brown floor-to-ceiling glass to separate the inside and the outside, completely blocking Fang Jie's eyes.

Fang Jie stayed here for nearly an hour, only a few customers entered the bar, and they all came out within a few minutes.Finally, a boy in a black shirt came out, took back the small wine table at the door, and turned over the closed sign hanging on the door. It seemed that it was the waiter of the bar. closed.

Probably because the weather was too bad, and he was guarding the suitcase too much like a stranger who was at a loss when he first arrived in Shaojiang.A girl who had just finished working overtime and was rushing home hesitated for a moment, stopped by the side of the road and asked softly, "Hello...do you need help?"

Fang Jie turned his head and looked towards the source of the voice.

When he left home, he had just had a neat cropped cut, revealing his sharp and distinct facial features without any concealment, his face was expressionless when looking at people, and his pupils were like thick ink that couldn't be melted.

The little girl was taken aback by him, and took a half step back before Fang Jie realized it and nodded slightly to the person in front of him.

"It's okay, I'm waiting for someone."

He paused, then added, "Thank you."

Fang Jie's voice was a little hoarse, and the other party quickly waved his hand: "Then you be careful, the rainstorm is coming soon."

When the person walked away, Fang Jie turned the phone around, turned it back in his hand, and clicked on a text message at the top.

"Affected by the typhoon, it is expected that there will be moderate to heavy rain and local heavy rain in this city on September 9. The maximum rainfall will be 22-30mm, and the local will reach more than 50mm. The heavy precipitation is mainly concentrated tonight, accompanied by strong winds, thunder and lightning and other strong convective weather locally ,A storm orange warning is now issued, please pay attention to precautions.”*

It's a weather warning.

He looked at it for a while, and was about to turn off the screen when WeChat rang twice, and another message came in.

[Mom]: "Xiaojie, are you here?"

[Mom]: "Could you please send a message to Mom when we arrive?"

Fang Jie's movements were so still, he frowned slightly, and stared at the two messages without moving until the light on the screen completely dimmed.

Then he took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind after being forced to do nothing, finally took back his phone and stood up, picked up the sweater and hat and put it on his head to block the rain and fog, and walked towards the bar with his suitcase.

The flower bed in front of the bar had a bunch of green vines and succulents. As soon as Fang Jie opened the brown glass door, he heard the faint voices of two men talking.

"Why isn't Brother Jiang here? Do you want to call and ask?"

"It's raining heavily, so you can't be bothered to come when you're sleeping at home—you take the key back tonight, and open the door early tomorrow."

"Why did you ask me to bring it again, you bring it yourself."

"Okay, then you come to settle the bill."

"Don't, don't, don't make me wrong..."

Fang Jie took a few more steps inside.There were two figures at the bar in front, one inside and one outside, both wearing the same black shirt.The one outside looked not much older than Fang Jie, with yellow hair dyed. Sitting on a chair in front of the bar, he turned his head absently while wiping his glass, and happened to see Fang Jie at the door.

He froze for a moment, then sat up a little bit straighter, and smiled at Fang Jie: "I'm sorry, brother, the door is closed early today."

Fang Jie let go of the suitcase and said, "I'm looking for someone, is Jiang Zhijin there?"

Huang Mao turned his head with his eyes wide open, and said to the people at the bar, "I'm looking for Brother Jiang."

Before he had to speak, the people at the bar had already looked over.

Fang Jie also looked up.

The other party's hair is a bit long, with a small tie in the back of his head, and only a few strands fell down on both sides. At first glance, he looks a bit feminine and beautiful, but he is tall, with neat facial features and full of heroism, which will not make people feel uncomfortable. Male and female are indistinguishable.

Seeing that Fang Jie's eyes fell on himself, he smiled, put down the account book and pen in his hand, and said with great interest: "Who are you, do you have anything to do with our boss?"

"I'm him..." Fang Jie paused, as if he didn't know what to say, he just said directly, "He asked me to come to the store to find him."

The two people in front of them looked at each other, their eyes were a little weird, and finally the little braid in the bar spoke first.

"The boss is not here, do you have his phone number?"

"Yes." Fang Jie shook the phone, "No reply."

Xiao Zhui'er nodded, pointed to a position casually, and said, "Sit down and wait."

The space in the bar is fairly spacious, with several sets of tables and chairs scattered around. Fang Jie put the suitcase aside, pulled a chair and sat down, then lowered his head and clicked on the call log. That phone call.

He didn't even save the number. Fortunately, there was only this one in today's call record. Fang Jie clicked on it and sent another text message to the other party.

"I'm in your shop."

Fang Jie paused, and added: "I am Fang Jie."

When Fang Jie took back his phone, Huang Mao, who was at the bar just now, came over and asked curiously, "Hey, what can you do with Brother Jiang?"

He spoke carelessly, but before Fang Jie could answer, Xiao Zhui'er slapped him hard on the head.

"none of your business."

Huangmao hissed, covered his head and turned around, saying, "Why, why don't you just be curious?"

"You're curious, go call the boss." Pigtail brought a cup of hot water and put it on Fang Jie's table: "Drink some water first."

After Huang Mao rolled to the other side with his mobile phone to make a call, Xiao Zhui'er nodded politely at Fang Jie: "I'm sorry, this person talks a lot on Tuesday."

He paused for a while, then continued: "You are still studying, you look quite small."

Fang Jie answered briefly: "Senior year."

Xiao Zhui'er raised his eyebrows in surprise, but seeing that Fang Jie didn't seem to want to say more, he wisely stopped asking, and only turned to look at the yellow hair on the other end.

"What did the boss say?"

Huang Mao shrugged: "I didn't get through, maybe I fell asleep."

"It's impossible not to hear the phone no matter how dead you sleep."

Xiao Zhui'er frowned, "Two more shots." Then he turned his head and looked at Fang Jie: "My name is Gu Xun, and the person calling is Zhou Hong. Brother Ku, what's your surname?"

Fang Jie was silent for a moment, resisting the desire to complain about the other party's address, and replied, "Fang Jie."

Gu Xun nodded: "If you don't pick up the phone, go directly to Brother Jiang's house, handsome Fang Jie, do you know where Brother Jiang lives?"

Fang Jie was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that the brother Jiang he was talking about was Jiang Zhijin.

Of course, Fang Jie didn't know where Jiang Zhijin lived. After all, if he had to say it, Fang Jie didn't know Jiang Zhijin. In his memory, the two of them should have never even met each other.

"I don't know, all I have is his phone number and the address of the store." Fang Jie also felt embarrassed after speaking, and added: "He said to call him at the airport, but he didn't answer."

Fang Jie waited at the airport for half an hour, then took a taxi to the entrance of the bar, and then waited for another hour.

Gu Xun probably felt that his boss was a bit unreliable after listening to him, so he couldn't help laughing, and then said: "Brother Jiang has been very busy recently, I guess he forgot. It's okay, if you can't get through, I'll take you there. "

Gu Xun seemed to have opened his mouth, and before Fang Jie could say "No need", he heard the yellow-haired man named Zhou Hong yell, "Hey, who——Damn it! Brother Jiang!"

Fang Jie and Gu Xun turned their heads to look at the past together.

"Brother Jiang, whose phone number is this? Where are you? There is—"

Zhou Hong talked nonsense, and was about to talk about Fang Jie, but the person on the other end of the phone seemed to say something and interrupted him directly.

Listening to the phone, Zhou Hong's originally foolish expression on his face got worse and worse, and he suddenly cursed angrily, "Fuck!" Then he asked loudly, "Brother Jiang, are you alright?"

Hearing this sentence, before Fang Jie could react, Gu Xun in front of him suddenly got up, frowned and walked to Zhou Hong's side in two steps.

What was said on the phone, Zhou Hong calmed down again, said "um" several times, and finally said: "Understood, Gu Zi and I will come over right away."

When he hung up the phone, Zhou Hong turned his head to look at Zhou Xun with a livid face. He gritted his teeth and cursed: "Fuck, brother Jiang was blocked on the road. He is now in the hospital. Tell us to go there."

Gu Xun's face immediately turned ugly. He reached into the bar and touched a bunch of car keys on the cabinet, and said, "Which hospital, is it serious?"

"City No. [-] Hospital, Brother Jiang said he was fine, but saw some blood."

Gu Xun nodded, held the key in his hand, and turned to look at Fang Jie.

"Let's go, handsome guy," he said. "Take you to see Jiang Zhijin."