so-called life

The so-called life【Chapter 4】

The phone buzzed and vibrated, and the caller ID was Zheng Wei.

"What's wrong?" Su Lan saw Yang Qihui staring at the phone in surprise, "Is it something urgent?"

Yang Qihui got up: "I'm going out to answer the phone, you guys eat first."

After leaving the restaurant, Yang Qihui pressed the answer button: "Hello, Yang Qihui here."

"It's me, Zheng Wei." The other party laughed, "You can't hear it, can you?"

How could it not be heard, Yang Qihui once engraved this voice in his heart.

"Is there anything? You want to call me now."

"I won't call you if it's nothing." Zheng Wei looked in a good mood, "Where are you? I'll pick you up in a car later. Let's meet and ask for your help."

"Can you call me if there is anything wrong?" Yang Qihui laughed at himself, "I have something worth asking for yourself."

"You can't tell me on the phone. Let's meet. Where are you now?"

"Just tell me the address, and I'll go there by myself."

"Okay then, just go to the hotel next to your old home and be there on time at eight o'clock."

Yang Qihui hung up the phone, went back to the restaurant to pick up his coat, and said to Deng Yi: "You guys eat, I'm leaving early."

Deng Yi was dissatisfied: "What else can you do, and now there will be no entertainment in this job—who called just now?"

"Zheng Wei." Yang Qihui pushed open the door, "I'll talk to you when I get back."

The road to that hotel was very familiar, Yang Qihui rushed there before eight o'clock at a leisurely pace, although he bumped into a few red lights on the road, he still arrived half an hour early.

But Zheng Wei had arrived long ago, sitting at the dining table closest to the stairs, looking at the menu with his chin propped up, while the knuckles of his left index finger were still tapping on the table.He turned his back to Yang Qihui, but Yang Qihui didn't speak, and wanted to walk over slowly and sit down.

"You're here." Zheng Wei still didn't look back, "Sit down."

"How do you know it's me?" Yang Qihui asked, pulling out his chair and sitting down.

"I can smell your body, are you still using that perfume?" Zheng Wei raised his eyebrows, "It's not cheap."

Yang Qihui didn't speak, he still clings to the original luxury in some places, and he can't give up and quit.In fact, this is also a disease. I know it better than anyone else, but I am always indifferent.

"I think you're quite moist now." Zheng Wei stretched his waist, leaned over and asked, "Would you like to do me a favor?"

Yang Qihui moved away in embarrassment, a little flustered: "Tell me, but I may not be able to help."

Zheng Wei didn't mind either: "You should know Liang Pingrui."

"You mean Uncle Liang?" Yang Qihui frowned, "I don't have much impression of him, that is, I just met him once."

"Yes, the old man who is in charge of personnel affairs." Zheng Wei folded his hands together, and said with a fake smile: "The old man has been avoiding me recently, and he is really tired of working. Otherwise, I don't need your help. You help me find someone from him."

Yang Qihui raised his lowered head: "Who? Do you want to ask him?"

Zheng Wei nodded, took out his mobile phone, and called out something: "It's his son, called... Liang Cheng, have you heard of it?"

The name is very strange, Yang Qihui just wanted to shake his head, Zheng Wei shook the phone in front of his eyes: "Hey, it's him, did you see this person appearing with Liang Pingrui at work? The old guy just said and He broke off the relationship and said nothing else."

The person in the photo looks familiar: the lazy eyes, the thin jaw, the flawless neck.The man was wearing a plaid shirt and was smiling at the camera with smiling eyes.The warm sunshine in the afternoon happened to fall on his hair, reflecting a large circle of light, warm and peaceful.

Yang Qihui froze there, speechless.The person in the photo turned out to be the man he met when he was hospitalized a few months ago. Although there was a world of difference, Yang Qihui recognized him at a glance, although he was shocked.

"Know?" Zheng Wei saw Yang Qihui's reaction was very strange, so he shook the phone again, so that the high-speed shaking light blurred the photo, and Yang Qihui finally reacted.

"I don't know." Decisive and straightforward, Yang Qihui knows what kind of person Zheng Wei is. If he finds someone with patience, there is a [-]% chance of revenge.So he asked: "What do you want him for?"

Zheng Wei also knew Yang Qihui as well, he could tell at a glance that Yang Qihui had seen this person before.But instead he smiled calmly and said: "It's nothing, but you shouldn't have thought—he's actually Yan Heng's ex-boyfriend—is it unbelievable, given his appearance."

"Yan Heng? That guy, don't care about me." Yang Qihui suddenly remembered something, "Could it be that Liang Pingrui severed ties with his son because of this?"

"Yes. Yan Heng used to be a librarian." Zheng Wei curled his lips with a look of disdain, "Liang Cheng really deserved it, and he deserved it. Fortunately, Yan Heng got rich later, and immediately kicked this bad guy. Goods, or I don’t know what it will be like now.”

The waiter served a pot of good tea, Yang Qihui pushed it aside, and continued to listen to Zheng Wei's talk.

Zheng Wei frowned: "I heard that they broke up completely, and Liang Cheng disappeared. I think this is pretty good, but Yan Heng is still lingering on that relationship in his heart, and he has been cheating on me recently. Finding him secretly really pissed me off."

"So...you are also quietly inquiring about him now?" Yang Qihui was puzzled, "But even if you found him, what can you do? Can you kill him?"

Zheng Wei smiled half-smile, and the corners of his mouth turned up a little sarcastically: "I will give him a sum of money, a very large amount, and then let him take the money away, the farther the better, if you can go abroad, it is best not to come back for the rest of your life. "

Yang Qihui didn't speak anymore, just lowered his head to deal with the cold dishes.Zheng Wei thought for a while, then took out an envelope from his clothes.

"The price is negotiable. I brought cash. You can see if it is enough." Zheng Wei handed it over, "Just help me find out about him. If you don't have enough money, you can negotiate."

Yang Qihui raised his head, fixedly looked at Zheng Wei with mocking eyes, an unknown fire rose from his heart, pushed away the chair, got up and left.

Zheng Wei grabbed Yang Qihui, still with a tepid smile on his face: "Then I will keep the money for you first, and when you figure it out, call me, the old number has not changed. "

Yang Qihui stared at Zheng Wei's face, as if someone had slapped him hard. He bit his lips tightly and said for a while, "Why do you think that this money will definitely belong to me?"

Zheng Wei finally suppressed his smile, looked at Yang Qihui squarely and said, "I can't change just because of you, I understand you."

Yang Qihui was startled, and then left the hotel in a daze.

The next morning went to work as usual, Yang Qihui yawned, with thick dark circles under his eyes, and fell on his seat under the eyes of everyone, with his head buried.

"Have you stayed up late?" The colleague next to him poked him and reminded him kindly, "I said, old man Liang will come for an examination later, so don't fall asleep."

"Okay." Yang Qihui straightened up and made a cup of coffee for himself. "He is really busy, and he comes here every now and then to oppress us hard-working people."

The colleague beside him laughed.

"Can I get a library card here?" A slightly hoarse voice asked.

"Of course..." Yang Qihui raised his eyes and froze for a moment.The person standing in front of him was none other than Liang Cheng who made Yang Qihui think about it recently.

I haven't seen him for a few months, Liang Cheng's hair has been cut short, and he looks much more energetic.The dark circles under her eyes also faded, and her clothes were changed into thin shirts, revealing her slender and fair neck.But his eyes didn't change at all, it was still a godless emptiness.

"It's you!" Yang Qihui blurted out, he never expected to meet Liang Cheng in the library.

Liang Cheng narrowed his eyes, with a puzzled and suspicious expression, obviously he couldn't remember Yang Qihui anymore.

"I'm that... that hospital...," Yang Qihui hesitated. He had imagined a lot of things to say to him when we met again, but now all of them are stuck in his throat, and he can't go up or down, which has become Yang Qihui's embarrassment laugh.

Liang Cheng on the side looked indifferent, without saying a word, and tapped his fingers on the table impatiently.

"I need to apply for a library card," Yang Qihui reacted, and smiled apologetically, "I'm so stupid, I forgot about it. Now, take it, and the deposit is 50 yuan."

Liang Cheng accepted the card and silently handed over the two books in his hand, "Borrow for two months."

"You really like reading." After registering, Yang Qihui handed the book back to Liang Cheng.

Liang Cheng was speechless, turned around and left.

"Then what, wait a minute!" Yang Qihui bit his tongue.

Liang Cheng turned around without changing his expression.Looking at Yang Qihui, his eyes were bottomless: "My name is Liang Cheng."

"Can you leave your mobile phone number? I forgot to let you register just now."

Liang Cheng was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses: "I lost my phone."

"What about other contact methods? Or landlines."

"No." Liang Cheng replied coldly.

"Then I'm sorry, if the information is not complete, I can't..." Yang Qihui took back half of what he said, "Forget it, you can take it away, and return it on time." After speaking, he silently filled in the column of Liang Cheng's contact information. Listed nonsense's phone number and address.

"And - your father -" Before Liang Cheng turned his head, Yang Qihui swallowed back the words he hadn't finished speaking.

Why don't you meddle in other people's business.Yang Qihui thought to himself.

The phone buzzed, and Yang Qihui picked it up. It turned out to be a text message from Zheng Wei:

I have all the money ready, and you just need to nod your head in agreement.

Although Yang Qihui knew it would be wrong to do that, he bit his lip and weighed the pros and cons repeatedly. He still chose to send a text message to Liang Ruiping to ask for leave, and quietly followed Liang Cheng out of the library gate.

Sure enough, Zheng Wei was right, and Yang Qihui couldn't change it.Even he himself began to faintly despise himself.

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