Pandora's Box

It's been a while since Lu Feng left, and life these days seems to be fairly peaceful and smooth.

Cheng Yichen regularly buys vegetables, cooks, cleans, and washes regularly every day, keeping the house in order.There is no Lu Feng on the dinner table, as long as there are good dishes, he will put them all in my bowl.

So I eat better and live better than before.Even a little too good.

It's just that Cheng Yichen is not well, he is in a trance more and more often, I know he suffers from insomnia, several times when I went to the bathroom in the middle of the night, I saw that the light in his room was still on.

But when I wake up the next day, there will definitely be good food on the table on time, and Cheng Yichen has to dutifully accompany me to eat, although he basically doesn't use his chopsticks very much.

He was very kind to me, caring and extremely gentle.

But that kind of tenderness made me feel that he was about to collapse at any moment, like a dandelion about to be blown away in the wind.

His pain is palpable.I wanted to comfort him more or less, but I didn't know how to comfort him at all.

Because I don't even know what happened! ! !

And it's not yet possible to find out.The gossip of the elders is really beyond my ability.

What kind of crime did I do, I have to bite the bullet and forcibly meddle in other people's family affairs!

When I was eating today, I finally couldn't help but speak.

"Uncle Chen..."

"Ok?"

"Is it Lu Feng, uh, um, Uncle Lu," I swallowed, this title was hard to say for some reason, "What did he do to make you angry?"

He looked at me: "Well..."

"Then, let's vent your anger on him. If you vent your anger, let's go over and get along."

He looked at me with the gentle and sad eyes of a horse, and put his other hand on the top of my head, stroking my hair.

His fingertips and palms are calloused, and he is not a person who enjoys happiness.

"Xiao Jing, you are a good boy."

"..."

It's the first time I've been said that since I've grown up.

However, this man who praised me as a good boy, I think, seems to be the good boy of me, which made him very painful.

After dinner in the evening, Cheng Yichen accompanied me to watch TV again. I don't think he could watch TV at all, and he might not even know what was happening on the screen, but he just dutifully accompanied me to pass the time.

The nature of this legal society program is a bit like the short eight o'clock program in the parents' house.And tonight's case is the phenomenon of sexual assault of minors in remarried families.

This kind of theme makes me quite uncomfortable, like swallowing a bunch of flies, I can't help but swear after a few glances: "Are you shameless? These scumbags! Pervert!"

Cheng Yichen also looked at the screen.

I couldn't stand it and turned to the channel: "All rapists should die!"

Cheng Yichen was still looking ahead, and only gave a soft "hmm".

After watching TV, I ate another midnight supper cooked by Cheng Yichen before going to bed. Because the supper wontons were delicious, I slept soundly.

In my daze, I seemed to have a dream, dreaming that Cheng Yichen came into my room to see me.This dream was very strange. It was clearly in the middle of the night, but he was fully dressed, as if he was about to go out.

He sat by my bed and watched me for a while before leaving. In my dream, I asked him: "Uncle Chen, are you going out?"

He turned his head and looked at me at the door, with that kind of very gentle, loving and distressed eyes.

"I am leaving."

"kindness……"

"You have to take care of yourself, Xiao Jing."

He seemed to be saying goodbye to me.

I didn't wake up until almost noon. I was haunted by the nightmare, and my whole body was covered in cold sweat. When I opened my eyes suddenly, my chest was still throbbing with fear.

Without even changing into my sweaty pajamas, I jumped out of bed, grabbed a coat to wrap myself in, and opened the door to go out.

The living room was quiet, Cheng Yichen was not there.

Bedrooms, kitchens, bathrooms, all empty.

I called "Uncle Chen" twice, but no one responded.There was no breakfast on the table, not even hot water.

This was the first time Cheng Yichen didn't get everything ready.

I searched for it for a while, feeling a little flustered, and finally remembered that I should call his cell phone.

However, after dialing the number, the bell rang above the storage cabinet in the entrance.I found his mobile phone wallet, none of which were taken away.

I felt like I was back in a nightmare again, restless, with a weird sense of foreboding.

It was the first time that the house seemed so big, and for the first time, I missed Cheng Yichen and Lu Feng a little bit.

It wasn't until evening that I received a call from an unknown number.

"Hey?"

"Xiao Jing, it's me."

I breathed a sigh of relief: "Uncle Chen, where have you been?" I haven't seen anyone for a whole day, and when I heard his voice, I felt an inexplicable sense of security.

His voice sounded a little fuzzy over there: "I'm outside. I won't be back until later. Have you eaten yet?"

"……not yet."

He warned: "Are you hungry? I have money in the drawer in my room, take it out and eat well. Don't damage your body."

I asked again: "Where are you, Uncle Chen?"

He was silent.

So I said, "Uncle Chen, I'm a little scared to be alone at home."

He finally replied: "Don't be afraid, I will go back later. I am in the hospital now."

"what?!"

After the false alarm, I realized that it was not Cheng Yichen who entered the hospital, but Lu Feng.

No matter how I had a bad impression of Lu Feng, out of politeness, or out of curiosity, I bought two fruits out of courtesy that night and went to visit him.

Originally, I thought it was such a big deal for Lu Feng to be hospitalized, and with his wealth and ostentation, it should be a sensation, and a bunch of people came to visit and serve him.

As a result, apart from the bodyguard at the door, Cheng Yichen was the only one sitting in the heavily guarded senior ward.

Lu Feng was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Cheng Yichen called me to sit down, and peeled an apple for me: "Eat some first, don't be hungry."

When I chatted with the little nurses outside, I probably inquired about the gossip. The reason why Lu Feng was hospitalized was because of an overdose of drugs, which led to emergency gastric lavage.However, his neck was also wrapped in gauze, and it is said that he was cut with a knife.

"..."

I'm a little confused.

I think there are quite a few people in T City who want to kill Lu Feng, but who can really cut his neck like this?

Not to mention that his bodyguard team is not vegetarian, Lu Feng alone can already fight ten of them.

Then he actually committed suicide by taking medicine. This is not like Lu Feng's behavior at all.

Lu Feng gave me the impression that he is the prehistoric monster with the most tenacious vitality. Even if everyone dies, he can fight to the end. How can such a person end on his own?

This matter is irrational everywhere.

After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't help turning my head to look at Cheng Yichen.

His eyes were red and swollen, but his expression was calm.

This seemingly powerless man makes my heart jump at this moment.

Did he do it?

It was ridiculous at first thought, and I couldn't help shaking my head.But when I think about it again, this answer is the most reasonable one.

After all, I can't forget the way he slapped Lu Feng that day, and Lu Feng's humiliating gesture.

To be able to treat Lu Feng like this, I think there is no other person in this world.

But, but, why is this?

When I was thinking wildly and my heart was jumping, I heard Cheng Yichen say to me gently: "I'll go buy you a meal, just wait for a while."

"Hey, it's okay, Uncle Chen, I'm not hungry."

I want to say that although I usually eat a lot, I am not so obsessed with eating. When I am addicted to games, I can just drink and eat nothing all day. It doesn’t matter if young people miss a meal or two Sample.

But Cheng Yichen seemed to be very, very concerned about these details of my life, afraid that I might make a slight mistake or something wrong, so he still muttered: "I have to eat", and insisted on going downstairs.

I sat on the edge and read magazines boredly for a while, and suddenly saw Lu Feng move on the hospital bed, and slightly opened his eyes.

He looked as if he had regained consciousness, a little dazed, but somewhat sane.

"Uh..." I quickly stood up and said standard nonsense, "Are you awake?"

In his eyes, there was absolutely no rejoicing, fear or lingering anger in his eyes.He doesn't seem to care about that at all.

He only turned his head with some difficulty, looked around the room, and then said hoarsely: "Xiaochen!"

"Uncle Chen is out shopping."

He turned a deaf ear, and still shouted: "Xiaochen!"

All I had to say was, "Ugh, be back soon..."

He was still calling in a pain-like voice: "Xiaochen..."

I don't know how to appease this stubborn patient in front of me, I can only hear him call Cheng Yichen's name over and over again.

He sounded very sad and desperate, as if Cheng Yichen would never come back.

As a melon-eating crowd who can't help at all, I can only sigh while listening to it.

Alas, even if it has nothing to do with you, this is really too miserable.

Lu Feng yelled miserably for a while, and finally closed his eyes, his voice gradually lowered, and he was about to fall into a coma again.

The door of the ward was finally opened, and I, who had become an ant on a hot pot, felt amnesty.

"Uncle Chen! You're back? Lu Feng was looking for you just now!"

Cheng Yichen hurriedly put the lunch box on the table, and then went to the bedside.

Lu Feng lost his consciousness, but still murmured anxiously and sufferingly: "Xiaochen..."

Probably because of the drug, his usually cold face was abnormally full of weakness and anxiety.

Cheng Yichen reached out and asked him to hold his hand.

Lu Feng calmed down almost immediately.

"..."

I couldn't bear to watch it again, and my heart was heavy.

These two people, what is the reason for this trouble?

The two of them are quite old together, and this life is only so long, so there is nothing to make life difficult.