drifting in the north

To say it or not to say it was like a philosophical proposition tormented Ling Fei for several days, and it was the 28th of the twelfth lunar month in a blink of an eye.At first Lingfei didn't realize that it was rare to get up early that day, and the TV news was full of beautiful pictures of our Chinese nation welcoming the New Year, and he suddenly realized, oh, the New Year is coming soon.So the question of whether to talk or not to talk is temporarily put aside, at least let people have a happy and peaceful New Year's Eve.

After the question was released like this, Ling Fei felt much happier, and didn't realize that he had actually made the decision to "talk", and he was just waiting for the right moment.

As if there was a feeling, Ling Fei had just realized this room when Secretary Liao's phone call came.

"Hi." Ling Fei lay on the bed, while adjusting the TV channel, he said hello to the other end.

In the eyes of people who are not familiar with him, Ling Fei is moody. You don't know when he will be happy, why he is happy, when he will be angry, and why, as if he still likes A today and hates B, but tomorrow's attitude can be different. A great shift in the universe.But in the eyes of those who are familiar with Ling Fei, his emotions are actually the best to grasp. Maybe there is no expression on his face, but the cadence of his voice is very obvious. It rises when happy, low when angry, indifferent when impatient, and innocent when ignorant. ...the variety is exceptionally complete.

It's a pity that the only member of the group "familiar with Ling Fei" is Secretary Liao.

"It seems that you are in a good mood." Secretary Liao was also refreshed. "The Spring Festival is really a good thing."

Rarely, Ling Fei took the initiative to ask the other party: "Why are you looking for me?"

"Just to confirm again, why, do you really plan to celebrate the New Year there?"

"I told the old man about this."

"I know, it's not that someone didn't give up."

Ling Fei touched his chest, not knowing why it was a little sour, a little sweet, a little hot: "If you miss me, let him come here."

Secretary Liao said angrily, "Then why don't you come back?"

Lingfei thought of Jin Yunhai's nirvana: "I can't buy a train ticket."

Secretary Liao almost vomited blood holding the phone.

Ling Fei laughed for a long time, then restrained himself a little, and said seriously: "I have been with the old man for more than ten years, and this is just one time with my mother, let him not be jealous."

Secretary Liao didn't answer.

Ling Fei frowned slightly, wondering if this was not Secretary Liao's style. Theoretically speaking, that person's reaction speed was usually within a few tenths of a second, when he heard his father's voice on the other end of the phone——

"You are not big or small!"

Ling Fei suspected that Secretary Liao pressed the hands-free TT

"Hey," laughter is the most powerful weapon to resolve embarrassment, "old man, I heard you miss me."

"Miss you? I don't know how clean I am these days, even my blood pressure is stable!"

"Our blood pressure monitor is broken?"

"..."

"Calm down, calm down," Ling Fei turned over and stretched his waist, "Actually, old man, you really should come and live here for a while, I think it's much more comfortable than Shenzhen. Really."

Father Ling didn't speak for a long time, and after a while he whispered: "It's good that you live comfortably."

Ling Fei lowered his eyes, feeling inexplicably sad.

In the end, old man Ling refused to give him the opportunity to be a literary youth at all: "I said, you didn't find any dubious...people over there, did you?"

Ling Fei sighed, feeling sorry for his father, was it easy to swallow the word "male"?

But thinking about it, it seems that I haven't considered that aspect for a long time, and the last time I have to go back to... Forget it, there is nothing to go back to.

"Don't worry, I'm practicing with my hair now, and I'm very clean."

"Did you spend New Year's Eve at the hotel?" Old man Ling is an authentic Beijinger. Although he has been in the south for many years, in fact, Ling Fei's family still celebrates the Spring Festival with a set of customs in the north. Watching the Spring Festival Gala and eating dumplings, of course Occasionally Ling Fei would secretly make some unnutritious foreign fast food by himself.

"Go to a friend's house." As soon as the words came out, Ling Fei was stunned.Why do you feel that there seems to be a little pride in these words?You worthless >_< Old man Ling became vigilant: "What friend?"

Ling Fei understood the spirit of the old man, so he was embarrassed: "Anyway, it's not what you think."

Old man Ling snorted: "Do you know what I'm thinking?"

Ling Fei also snorted: "You can think whatever I think." How about calling father and son heart-to-heart ==

Old man Ling was speechless.

After appeasing his lonely father, Ling Fei rolled on the bed like a silkworm baby for a while, and it was almost noon when he was enjoying himself, so the silkworm baby covered his only remaining thick windbreaker and went out to look for food.

Filling his stomach, Ling Fei didn't return to the hotel, but went to the downtown business district.Since you're going to someone else's house for the New Year, it's not easy to go empty-handed, and Ling Fei understands this etiquette.But as soon as he walked into the mall, he lingered a little bit.Especially for men's clothing, basically you have to go in and have a look at the brands that are famous. Whether you buy it or not is another matter.

When Ling Fei was in college, he always had to consider two people when he went shopping. A piece of clothing could be checked off the shopping list only if it was neither suitable for him nor Zhou Hang.Later, after graduating from university, the two gradually drifted apart, and Ling Fei knew that he only needed to take care of himself in the future, so he didn't think about anything else when he went shopping.But today I always think of Jin Yunhai for no reason, maybe the original intention of shopping is to buy a meeting gift, so I always think of the recipient.

In an expensive international brand store, Ling Fei fell in love with a suit. Looking at it horizontally and vertically, he felt that both the workmanship and the tailoring were very suitable for Jin Yunhai. A conservative estimate would improve the quality of that person by two levels. .Ling Fei almost swiped his card, if it wasn't for being reined in by reason at a critical moment - it would seem strange to visit someone's house to pick up a suit during the New Year's Eve.

In the end, Ling Fei bought two down jackets for himself, one black and one red, the former is for meeting people, the latter is for self-high... In addition, there is a whole set of hats that are thicker than the ones thrown at the bar before Scarves and gloves, it is difficult to turn the neck when it is basically armed. Finally, add two pairs of pants and a pair of shoes, and Ling Fei's little friend is complete.So with a very happy mood, he bought some supplements such as bird's nest and ginseng and the best Maotai wine, and the meeting ceremony was considered complete.

Just about to stop the car and return with a full load, the phone started calling, took it out to see, Jin Yunhai, Ling Fei hurriedly put all the things in his hand on the ground, and answered the phone with subtle pleasure: "Hello, Jin Zi."

"What's the mess, what's going on outside?"

"Well, let's go out and do some shopping."

"What are you buying?"

Ling Fei looked down at his feet, uh, the things to deliver at the door must not be said now, so——

"Two down jackets, two pants, one pair of shoes..."

"You're a loser."

"..." Hats, scarves, and gloves don't say anything >_

"By the way, you will come over tomorrow."

Ling Fei was stunned: "Isn't it New Year's Eve?" It's only 29 tomorrow.

"Life is life, but life is life," Jin Yunhai took it for granted, "Anyway, you have nothing to do in the hotel, and you are idle if you are idle."

"Uh, it's a bit early." In fact, Ling Fei was a little embarrassed when the New Year's Eve passed, let alone a day earlier, because it was not relative, "Besides, I have other plans for tomorrow."

Jin Yunhai followed closely: "What arrangement?"

Ling Fei looked at the sky speechlessly: "..."

Jin Yunhai was happy: "You can't erase it, I understand, Miss Ling."

"Fuck you!"

"Tsk, I'm getting angry from embarrassment, well, let's just say that, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

"Do not……"

"No need, do you know where my home is? Can you find it?"

"What I want to say is not too early..."

"..."

The phone call ended, the taxi stopped, and everything went so smoothly that Ling Fei sat in the car and hummed the school song unconsciously. I don’t know when I learned it. I forgot it a long time ago. At this moment, my memory suddenly came back. , Weird.

Ling Fei walked around all afternoon, and it was already evening when he got into a taxi. When he returned to the hotel, it was completely dark.Ling Fei was so hungry that his chest was stuck to his back, and he decided to put the things back in the room as soon as possible to sacrifice to the Temple of the Five Zang organs.

When the little girl at the front desk saw him coming back, she got up quickly and said, "Mr. Ling, I called you this afternoon, but you are not here."

"Looking for me?" Ling Fei felt strange, "What's your name?"

The little girl shook her head: "He didn't leave his name and said he would call again."

"Oh, then when he calls again, just transfer him to my room." Ling Fei didn't take it seriously, and went upstairs by himself after speaking.

Not long after returning to the room, Ling Fei was trying on the trophies one by one in front of the mirror, when the hotel landline rang.Ling Fei picked it up without even thinking about it, thinking that the other end was a notification from the front desk of the hotel: "What's the matter, beauty?"

"..." The other end of the phone was very quiet.

Ling Fei frowned: "Hello?"

"You're in a good mood."

Ling Fei choked for breath.This is the second person today who said he was in a good mood, but it was the end of the good mood: "Zhou Hang, how do you know I'm here?"

The man's voice was low, but still gentle: "I said I will find you."

Ling Fei snorted disdainfully: "I didn't hide, and besides, there's no need to use the landline to play tricks." Perhaps because he knew that the other party was thousands of miles away, the panic of "being discovered" hardly existed.

"You mean I should call your cell phone directly?"

Ling Fei didn't want to continue this kind of unconstructive conversation: "Is there anything else, I'll hang up if it's nothing."

"You can hang up," the voice on the other end smiled, "but first open the door for me."

Ling Fei was stunned, for a long time, his brain was in a shutdown state.Only his heart was beating so hard that it hurt his chest.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door and on the phone at the same time, Ling Fei shook his hand, and the receiver fell down, dangling on the edge of the table.The knock on the door persisted, and Ling Fei sat there motionless, as if the external disturbance had nothing to do with him.

Zhou Hang seemed to say something loudly outside, but the sound insulation of the hotel was excellent, and Ling Fei could only hear a little humming.

Finally, the knocking on the door stopped.

Instead, the phone rang.

Ling Fei came back to his senses, in fact, he didn't deliberately not open the door for Zhou Hang, it was purely a subconscious stress reaction.So at this moment, he quickly took the phone and pressed the answer button. Obviously, the good mood on the other end of the phone disappeared.

"You fucking must make me angry, don't you!"

Ling Fei's mood is a little complicated.The New Year's Eve flew over to look for him, but he was turned away. What happened to Zhou Hang was not bad, but he really didn't expect that person to come, actually did come, what is this?Since you can't give him what he wants, why do you have to let him have fantasies?

"You should clean up at home at this time." As soon as the words came out, Ling Fei felt the pain.The sourness spread from the throat and lingered for a long time.

Zhou Hang took a deep breath, and it was obvious that he was trying to calm himself down: "You should open the door for me at this time."

"And then, let you beat me up?" With a slightly mocking tone.

Zhou Hang was silent for a while, and said, "I won't beat you up, I promise."

"Forget it, your guarantee is worthless." Ling Fei sighed, and walked over to open the door anyway.

At the end of the year, he really didn't want to scold anyone through the solid wooden door in such a joyful atmosphere, it was boring.