[Traveling] Stepfather Clearance Plan

The kid was wearing a black hurdling vest and denim trousers. The trousers were a bit long. He dragged his wrists around and dragged the floor. He was wearing a pair of plastic flip-flops on his feet. He looked like the most common street gangster.The tight-fitting vest shows off his figure best. His muscles are not strong, but they are very moderate, and his lines are quite beautiful. This outfit is surprisingly pleasing to the eye. It can be said that he is the only one who can wear a hurdling vest except in star photos. Such a spiritual person.

His right hand is no longer bandaged, only a circle of white gauze is wrapped around his upper arm, and it seems that he may have almost recovered.

I stood there and stared at him blankly. He only looked a little surprised when he first saw me, but then he returned to his normal expression and kept looking at me.I knew he was waiting for me to say something first, and I felt like I had a lot to say to him by the collar.I have been looking for him for the past few days. To be honest, I am not physically tired, not at all tired, but something in my heart has been worn away a little bit. Maybe there was a fire in the beginning, but it gradually extinguished slowly and irreparably. Gradually became icy cold.

I didn't do many things to find him, and I persisted for a short time. However, I have been the kind of person who can't be found in the crowd since I was a child. I am used to seeking support from others and hiding myself in After an abstract majority voice.If the whole world is telling me I'm wrong, I don't have the strength or the courage to keep standing up for myself.

So, this is my last attempt. Originally, if I can't find him again this time, I have already planned to give up.

I shook my head, then shook my head again, pursing my lips tightly, not knowing how to speak.

He is still there.

He is not dead.He's alive and seems to be alive and well.

At that time, I had a wonderful feeling in my heart. It was really hard to describe that feeling, as if a big rock had finally fallen to the ground in my heart. I should be happy, but instead of feeling relaxed, I felt extremely heavy.

I weighed every sentence in my heart, but felt that I didn't dare to really say every sentence, so I finally gave up the plan to speak first, and just looked straight at him.The little ghost was not embarrassed, just like when we first met in the basement downstairs of Bai's house, he lowered his head and straightened his clothes, then raised his head to face me, and raised his hand to gesture to me.

"Yo."

The exact same movement made the heavy feeling in my heart a little stronger at this time.I was silent for a while before asking, "How is your arm injury?"

The kid glanced at his arm, and waved it back and forth at me a few times, "It seems to be all right."

There was another silence.I looked around, "You live here?"

This time, the kid walked forward to the iron frame bed and sat down, and motioned to me that I could sit on the chair. I was still immersed in the surprise of finally seeing him, and it took me a long time to realize that it was really unnecessary. Stand up and talk all the time.

"This boiler room will be closed for a few months because of the replacement of the boiler, and there has been no one here, so I packed it up and prepared to live in it for a while."

It's really hard for me to imagine that a person would live in the lounge of a temporarily closed boiler room. Most people think of "residence", no matter how bad it is, it is a short-term rental of a house or a bed in a dormitory. It's just that the little ghost has shown me countless times This result seems to be acceptable even if it shows that he is different from ordinary people.

"Wouldn't it be inconvenient in life?"

"Instead, I find it very convenient." The little ghost leaned on the iron railing at the head of the bed in a relatively comfortable position, and added, "You can come and go freely."

I didn't understand the meaning of his words, and after thinking about it for a while, I couldn't come up with any results. I was thinking about what happened the night before, so I didn't continue to think about it, and asked again: "Last Sunday night? , you didn't get hurt, did you?"

He shook his head, but his eyes dodged, "It's okay."

This seems to mean that he was indeed injured, but since he himself said so, I can't forcefully go up and take off his clothes to check whether there is any injury. Besides, his face really doesn't look like he was seriously injured. I didn't ask any more questions.

"...At that time you mentioned Bai Yu and said that I was the best natural cage. What do you mean by that sentence?"

The kid pursed his lips, sat up straight, and leaned closer to me, "Did I say that at the time? Sorry, I don't remember..."

My first reaction at that moment was just to feel weird.Which one is this kid acting in?However, his expression was very flat, without showing any slightest emotional fluctuations.

It reminds me suddenly of when we first met.Or, if the time in the basement downstairs of Bai's house was our official first meeting, it happened before we met.At that time, I took the convenience provided by Teacher Chen to go to the detention center to see the suspect, but the kid refused to speak.I presumptuously told a random story according to my own understanding, and wanted to bet on his reaction, but he didn't respond to my words at all, and he didn't seem to hear what I said from the beginning to the end.

That expression was almost exactly the same as the expression on his face now.

I don't know what this means, whether it's some kind of trick or he's determined to play dumb to the end, but this association makes me completely irritated.I raised my voice and continued to ask: "Don't play dumb with me, what's going on with all this, you are here today and tell me everything."

He even moved a little closer to me, still expressionless. "Han Yu, knowing the truth of the matter will not do you any good, it will only make your situation very dangerous."

I stood up abruptly.

It’s this again, and it’s dangerous for me to know the truth again.Even this sentence is the same!

Are you kidding me? !

"Bai Jinghao, do you know what I've been up to these days? I've been looking for you like crazy! You're unrestrained, you disappear as soon as you say it, everything related to you is gone, and everyone related to you is gone." I don’t remember who you are. That Li Xiao, what the hell is the phone number! You know that the whole world is telling me that I don’t have someone like you. I’ve been busy all this month and I’ve been dealing with air. What’s that? Feeling? I almost thought I was crazy! You have to tell me clearly today, who are you?"

"...I am who I am, what can I say about that?" The kid spread his hands and made a look of helplessness, which made me even angrier.

I sighed angrily, "Little brat...you and I met in the basement downstairs of your house, right? At that time you blew up a hole in the ceiling and jumped in from inside, right? I ask you what the hell are you doing?" Who is it, tell me if you come out of that basement, right? Am I right? Have we come out of that basement now? I, right now, am, just, want, listen, answer, answer!"

"Sorry, I changed my mind. I don't want to tell you now." The kid still had no expression on his face, and his tone was very flat.

I finally understood that he was going to play tricks to the end, but I really couldn't think of a good way to pry his mouth open, so I walked around the room several times in a hurry, and finally sat down on the chair again.

"Okay, okay! Bai Jinghao, you can do it! I can't say no to you! If you don't tell me what's going on today, I'll stay here with you. I'll see when you are willing to speak!"

The kid was stunned this time, staring at me blankly for a long time, and then burst out laughing as if he could finally bear it no longer.

My face became hot, "Xiao Maoxiao? What's so funny? I'm very serious!"

The kid waved his hands again and again: "I'm sorry, I'm not kidding you..." As a result, he kept laughing while talking, and even bent down and patted the bed board several times with his hands after speaking, as if he had picked up a big joke.

"Hey, are you enough? Where's the joke?" I was completely baffled by him, so I turned my face away and stopped talking.

He kept laughing for a long time, took several deep breaths before barely stopping, got up and walked outside, and when he passed me, he rubbed my hair with his left hand.

"Where are you going?" I thumped again when I saw that he was about to go out.Wouldn't it be something like "If you don't leave, I will go to the head office", right?What kind of hatred do I have with you that you want to hide from me to such an extent?

He stopped at the door, turned his head and looked at me, with tears of laughter still hanging from the corners of his eyes.

"Come along if you want to."

It took me several seconds to react, and I quickly followed up with a few steps.

Along the way, I was wondering where he was taking me, whether it was some secret base related to the truth of the matter or something.Maybe he was finally moved by my charisma after seeing me persist like this, decided to tell me all the ins and outs, and even introduced me to the big BOSS behind the scenes, then I can be regarded as finally proud.

As a result, the destination surprised me—a farmer’s market two streets away from the 110-1.

It is said that the farmer's market is actually more like a street market in the morning and evening. It is a relatively narrow alley. Some vendors of various colors have their own facades, and some directly set up a stall on the side of the road, or drive the donkey cart to the side of the road , There are shouting voices everywhere.The hutong was originally narrow, and part of it was occupied by vendors on both sides, and there were a lot of people shopping in the middle, so the degree of congestion was not much worse than that of a bus during peak hours.

I was a little at a loss, but the little ghost asked me with a natural expression, "What do you want to eat tonight? I only have one rice cooker now, but it's probably enough for two people."

I seem to have lived at my grandma's house when I was five or six years old, and I went to the farmers' market once or twice with my grandma, and then I never went to this type of market again.This noisy and crowded shopping environment is really unacceptable.The little ghost is like a fish in water, and he is very dexterous in moving through the crowd. I can only follow him closely, for fear of accidentally losing him again.