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Both of them acted in a hurry, and Fang Jie couldn't allow Fang Jie to think too much. It wasn't until he got in the car that Fang Jie came back to his senses.

The car they drove was a fairly new SUV, white.Gu Xun was in charge of driving, Zhou Hong sat in the co-pilot, and Fang Jie was alone in the back seat listening to them talking in front.

"Brother Jiang said it was those idiots at the bar last week! Damn it, they're so awesome, it's easy to tell them to fuck off, and they should have been beaten up last time..."

"Okay," Gu Xun drove fast, but said calmly, "There was a fight in the bar, do you want the store?"

"Then it's okay not to be in the bar!" Zhou Hong yelled unconvinced, "Tomorrow I will contact the brothers I know, and Brother Jiang dares to block, fuck me!"

Fang Jie stayed in the back seat silently, followed their words, and roughly understood what they meant.

It is estimated that a few people did not know what they did in Jiang Zhijin's store last week, and they were kicked out by Jiang Zhijin. Now Jiang Zhijin was blocked by them again, and he went to the hospital after seeing blood.

So when I was waiting for Jiang Zhijin at the airport, there was a high probability that the other party would fight with someone in an alley.

...sounds very social youth.

And I have to spend the entire third year of high school with this social youth.

During the 10 minutes of going to the hospital, Fang Jie's mood changed from being dazed, speechless, and suffocating, to finally settle down, and became a state of "fucking love so and so" and abandoning himself to think about it.

Anyway, I came to find Jiang Zhijin, whether he was fighting at the airport, in a bar, in an alley, or lying on a hospital bed and unable to take care of himself, I had to find him.

Because when he first arrived in Shaojiang, Fang Jie had no other acquaintances, and his mother was still waiting for his reply.

Thinking of this Fang Jie's temples hurt a little, the kind of throbbing blood vessels, he felt that he might also be hungry.

From Chaocheng to Shaojiang, it took three and a half hours of flying and three hours of traveling and waiting after landing. Fang Jie didn't eat.The hunger has already rushed from the stomach to the brain.

But now that the car has just stopped, Gu Xun and Zhou Hong are desperately rushing to the emergency room. No matter how hungry Fang Jie is, he can't shout "Wait for me to have a meal first", so he can only endure his headache and follow. behind them.

The hospital was very lively after eight o'clock. Doctors, nurses and patients came and went. The three of them passed through the crowd and finally arrived at the entrance of the emergency room.

Zhou Hongchong was at the front, looked around and rushed in one direction.

"Brother Jiang!"

He yelled so loudly that the nurse in front turned around and rolled her eyes at a few people.

Next to the emergency room is the waiting area. There are three rows of blue plastic seats. In the first row, there are three or two aunts sitting together chatting with each other. A mother and child sit in the back. Only a young man sits alone in the last row.

Jiang Zhijin has been resting on the plastic chair with his eyes closed for 10 minutes.

The forearm of my left hand, which had received seven stitches, was very painful, as if it had been burnt.

The little boy sitting in front of him is [-] or [-] years old, he may have just entered the rebellious stage, and is in the sad non-mainstream stage of "the whole world doesn't understand me".Jiang Zhijin couldn't see what was wrong with him, let's guess it was his brain - because his mother kept telling him to take the medicine first while holding water, non-mainstream yelled and communicated with his teammates while playing games, and yelled at his mother at the same volume " Shut up."

When the non-mainstream in the front once again cursed at his mother, Jiang Zhijin opened his eyes without warning, and grabbed the back of the non-mainstream in the front row with his right hand, forcing him to turn his head.

The non-mainstream was caught off guard, turned around and wanted to say a few greetings from his parents, but he was shocked when he saw the large blood stains on Jiang Zhijin's clothes, and could only stare blankly at Jiang Zhijin staring at himself with an expressionless face Open your mouth.

"Excuse me," Jiang Zhijin said. "Take the medicine and shut up, okay?"

Non-mainstream nodded with a dull expression, Jiang Zhijin said "thank you" before the other mother said anything, and then let go.

The world is quiet.

Jiang Zhijin breathed a sigh of relief, and took out a cigarette from the cigarette case with one hand.Smoking is prohibited in the hospital, so he didn't light it, but habitually bit it in his mouth to give himself a little pain relief.

Before he could bite firmly, he heard a heart-piercing "Brother Jiang!" from nowhere, causing him to drop the smoke to the ground.

Jiang Zhijin took a deep breath, picked up the cigarette and turned his head to look at Zhou Hong who was rushing in front of him, lowered his voice and asked, "Did you come to the hospital to call my soul?"

When he turned his head, Fang Jie was able to see his whole picture clearly.

Jiang Zhijin wore a white t-shirt, which was stained with mottled blood, which had dried up, and it was unknown whether it belonged to him or someone else.His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, his hair was a little disheveled, hanging on his forehead with some dampness, and he was talking to Zhou Hong with an unlit cigarette in his hand.

That's good. When Fang Jie first heard about Jiang Zhijin's fights, he imagined a social youth in leggings and beanie shoes, who might take out a bottle of mineral water and pour it on his head at any time.

Now it seems that although Jiang Zhijin's behavior is very social, his face is still in line with the appreciation level of normal human beings.

Fang Jie walked a few steps in front of the three of them and stood still. His lowered eyes quickly glanced at the other party's left forearm wrapped in gauze, and he didn't intend to go up to say hello.And Zhou Hong on the other end has already started talking about who will be called to block people on which street tomorrow.

"Almost enough, everyone is still squatting at the police station, why don't you block the entrance of the police station?"

Jiang Zhijin's wound hurt even more from the noise. He looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Fang Jie.

After looking at it for a few seconds, Jiang Zhijin frowned and asked, "Who is this person?"

In the noisy hospital hall, Fang Jie felt his temples throbbing vigorously. He took a deep breath and said, "Uncle Jiang."

Several people present were silent.

Jiang Zhijin looked at Fang Jie with no expression on his face. He was probably stunned by the other party, and asked after a while: "What did you call me?"

Jiang Zhijin, a 28-year-old single young man, was called "uncle" by a man who was almost the same as him or even taller than him at the hospital, whom he didn't know at all.

Now he finally understands how it feels for a young girl to be called "Auntie" - if it wasn't for the pain in his hand, he should have already slapped someone.

Fang Jie saw the expression on the other person's face, "Although I'm asking you, but you will die if you dare to say those two words again", and finally only replied: "My mother asked me to come to you."

"My mother's name is Zhou Ling."

Jiang Zhijin didn't react at first, and stared at Fang Jie for a while before saying, "Fang Jie?"

It's also a fucking interrogative sentence.

When my mother sent herself out, she always said that she should be polite when she saw Jiang Zhijin, but because of the troubles and hunger of the day, Fang Jie was almost overwhelmed by exhaustion, and even a little angry, so he just replied dryly. "Um."

"Aren't you on the plane at noon tomorrow?"

"...today." Fang Jie's tone was surprisingly calm. "September 9 at 17:1 noon, from Chaocheng to Shaojiang."

Jiang Zhijin subconsciously wanted to take out his mobile phone to confirm, and when he saw the spider web-like cracks on the screen, he suddenly remembered that his mobile phone was dropped during a fight, and now its function is equivalent to a brick, and even the phone call just now was borrowed. The landline at the nurse's station.

He cursed "fuck" lightly, then stood up and nodded to Fang Jie: "Sorry, the phone is broken."

The attitude of apologizing was quite decisive. Before Fang Jie could express anything, he pointed at Fang Jie and said to Zhou Hong and Gu Xun, "My sister's son, Fang Jie."

Zhou Hong dared to speak: "Brother Jiang, do you still have a sister?"

"The neighbor's sister."

The injury on his arm started to hurt again, Jiang Zhijin answered briefly and frowned.

In fact, Jiang Zhijin really wasn't to blame for this incident.Today he lived in chaos. First, he got into a fight with someone in an alley where trash cans were piled up. Later, passers-by called the police and was taken to the police station. Later, when he was found injured, he was sent to the hospital.In this highly chaotic state, it is not easy for him to stand here.

The only person present, Jing Gu Xun, grabbed Zhou Hong's shoulders, breaking the suffocating embarrassment.

"Go back first, it's going to rain."

The most serious injury on Jiang Zhijin's body was the scratch on his arm, other than a few bruises, there was nothing serious.It was close to 10 o'clock when we left the hospital, and there was a faint thunder in the sky, and the strong wind passed by, which could almost make an adult stagger.

Gu Xun first drove Jiang Zhijin and Fang Jie home.Fang Jie was still sitting in the back row, but there was an extra Jiang Zhijin next to him.

Temporary guardian for 10 months during my senior year of high school.

Thinking of this, Fang Jie couldn't help turning his head to look at Jiang Zhijin.

Jiang Zhijin leaned on the seat with his eyes closed, wondering if he had fallen asleep.

Judging from his appearance, Jiang Zhijin is only above average, but he has clear eyebrows and sharp facial features, and he frowns even with his eyes closed.It doesn't seem to be a bit similar to the well-behaved and lovable child that my mother said when I was young.

Jiang Zhijin, the legendary child of his mother's neighbor, the two families are only separated by a blue brick wall.When Jiang Zhijin was born, Fang Jie's mother, Zhou Ling, was in junior high school.When Zhou Ling graduated from university, Jiang Zhijin was 7 years old, and his parents died and became an orphan.

It is said that it was the day before New Year's Eve. Jiang Zhijin's parents rode a motorcycle to the county to buy New Year's goods and firecrackers for the next day.

In an instant, only Jiang Zhijin and his grandmother were left in the family.

Grandma Jiang Zhijin was in poor health, and the family had no other income back then.After graduating, Zhou Ling settled in Chaocheng directly, and she doesn't go back to her hometown anymore. She is a well-known strong woman in the engineering circle in Chaocheng. She and her husband opened a large-scale cost consulting company. The financial ability is good, but I feel sorry for this I watched the child grow up. When Jiang Zhijin was in high school, Zhou Ling, who was already working at the time, paid for the three-year tuition and accommodation fees for him.

Later, Jiang Zhijin passed the college entrance examination at the age of 18, and his grandmother passed away. He didn't go to college to join the army, and later he was discharged from the army and started his own business in Shaojiang.

Zhou Ling said so much before Jiang Zhijin came to Shaojiang, just to explain that Jiang Zhijin would be responsible for Fang Jie, Zhou Ling didn't say anything else, and Fang Jie didn't ask.

Fang Jie looked away.

Neighbors, friends, sponsors and recipients?

Are these three identities enough to support a person who agrees to take care of someone else's son who is in the third year of high school for nearly a whole year?

When Zhou Ling graduated from university, Jiang Zhijin himself was barely 8 years old. After 20 years, he suddenly had to help take care of the neighbor's senior high school student for 10 months...

Fang Jie felt a little headache for Jiang Zhijin when he thought about it.

But Jiang Zhijin actually agreed.

The neighborhood where Jiang Zhijin lived was not far from the bar. When Jiang Zhijin and Fang Jie got out of the car, Gu Xun looked out of the driver's seat and looked at Jiang Zhijin worriedly.

"Can it work, Brother Jiang?"

The sky was already thundering and lightning, and the wind blew the hem of Jiang Zhijin's shirt flying. He waved his hand casually: "Slow down, I'll send you a letter when I get home."

Waiting for the car to turn around, Jiang Zhijin glanced at Fang Jie: "Go in."

Jiang Zhijin's house is on the 32nd floor, on the top floor, with two bedrooms and one living room.After entering the elevator and pressing the floor, Jiang Zhijin didn't speak again. On the one hand, he was in pain all over his body, and making a sound would drain his last bit of strength. It's quite irresponsible for a child to cross most of a strange city by himself.

On top of that, they were still fighting when it was time to pick them up.

If being the guardian of a senior high school student required scoring, Jiang Zhijin felt that he should start with a negative score.

Fang Jie didn't say a word, he was half hungry, half irritable, and a little bit at a loss about his future life.

A new city, a new environment, a new school, and the temporary guardian who just came out of the police station after a fight with someone I met at the hospital on the first day.

This kind of adventurous life that ordinary people can't bear made Fang Jie feel a little inexplicably empty.

When he got out of the elevator and reached the door, Jiang Zhijin took out the key and opened the door. Fang Jie stood at the door and didn't follow in. He asked, "Do you want to change your shoes?"

Jiang Zhijin glanced back: "No, just come in."

Fang Jie frowned, hesitated for a few seconds and followed in.

Jiang Zhijin's house is quite simply decorated. There is nothing in the living room except for the necessary tables, chairs and home appliances. It looks like a model room prepared when buying a house, so it looks quite empty. There are a few squashed pieces on the living room table. Beer cans, Jiang Zhijin walked through the living room, pushed open a room, and turned on the light.

"You will live here. I have already contacted the school. I will take you to register tomorrow."

Fang Jie stood beside him and looked in.The room is not too big, with a clear view, directly opposite is the window sill, a white wardrobe and desk, and a set of SpongeBob SquarePants printed quilt sheets on the bed, with obvious creases on it, which looks newly bought.

This aesthetic really doesn't look like a mixed society.

Fang Jie and the grinning yellow cube on the bed looked at each other, and finally said out of basic politeness: "Thank you."

Jiang Zhijin turned his head and glanced at Fang Jie: "There is no need to be so polite."

The door was not big, and the two stood very close to each other.Jiang Zhijin smelled the faint smell of blood on his body, so he took a few steps back. "I'm going to change clothes, you take a shower first, bring the changed clothes."

Fang Jie was already tired too, so tired that he overcame hunger, he just wanted to pack up and go to sleep.He nodded, just walked a few steps towards the bathroom, and then stopped suddenly.

In the next second, Fang Jie cursed in his heart: Fuck me.

He finally knew where the feeling of emptiness in his heart came from all the way until he entered the house.

Just now when they heard that Jiang Zhijin had entered the hospital, Zhou Hong and Gu Xun ran away in a hurry as if they were doomsday. Fang Jie was so confused by them that he didn't have time to think about it, so he also rushed into the car.

His suitcase, clothes, shoes and toiletries in the suitcase...all left in the bar.

The author says:

Although Brother Jiang is very cool, this article is next year ('?')