damaged

Meng Wenjun brushed up the broken hair tucked into the collar of Zhang Ailin's clothes.

"Don't be so ambiguous." Zhang Ailin said jokingly.

Meng Wenjun suddenly punched Zhang Ailin on the shoulder, causing her to cry out in pain.

"Young poor," Meng Wenjun said, while continuing to help her tuck her hair in the collar, "There is still so much hair, it's because I didn't work hard at homework."

Zhang Ailin just laughed and didn't reply to his words.

"Ading, you..."

Zhang Ailin's words were suddenly interrupted by Meng Wenjun's phone ringing suddenly.

When Meng Wenjun heard her calling his name again, he subconsciously froze.

Zhang Ailin didn't know why she said the word "Ading" so smoothly.It is obviously something that has not been mentioned for many years and is about to be forgotten.

Seeing Meng Wenjun froze in place, Zhang Ailin felt somewhat embarrassed. She turned around, pretended to straighten her sleeves, and said, "Aren't you going to answer the phone?"

Only then did Meng Wenjun react.Quickly go to pick up the phone.A string of numbers lit up on the screen.

Even if it is not stored in the mobile phone, Meng Wenjun can recite it backwards smoothly.

He pressed the green dial button and asked, "Hello, Dad? What's the matter?"

Zhang Ailin vaguely heard Uncle Meng Fan's anxious tone on the other end of the phone.

Meng Wenjun lowered the volume on purpose, turned his back on Zhang Ailin, frowned, and said, "Dad, don't worry, speak slowly."

Zhang Ailin couldn't hear the voice on the phone at all, and only the first few words of Meng Wenjun's response remained in her ears.Can't figure out what it means.

"okay, I get it."

Meng Wenjun hung up the phone and pulled up his coat on the sofa.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Ailin sat on the sofa, raised her head, looked at Meng Wenjun, and asked.

Meng Wenjun put his coat on his shoulders, changed his shoes, and said, "It's nothing, don't worry, I'll be right back."

Zhang Ailin's eyes dimmed a little.She leaned back on the sofa, picked up the TV remote control, and mechanically changed channels.

Meng Wenjun said goodbye to her, but she didn't pay attention, her eyes were fixed on the TV screen.

None of the laughter in those shows penetrated into her ears.

I forgot when it started, there seemed to be a layer of veil, a layer of fog between her and Meng Wenjun.From here, she could see Meng Wenjun, but she couldn't see him clearly.He is like a bubble that doesn't exist.

Gradually, she could no longer see any emotion in Meng Wenjun's eyes.

But he always smiles and is always gentle.The wilderness that occupied a large area of ​​her life deeply carved traces in her life.Take care of her, care about her, as always.

She couldn't tell what this illusory stripping was.It just feels like Ah Ding disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a stranger named Meng Wenjun.

And her pain is nothing more than her refusal to admit that Ah Ding is the young Meng Wenjun, and Meng Wenjun is the grown-up Ah Ding.

How could that lively and earnest Ah Ding with his own emotions be this person?

"Even Zhang Yeqiu calls him "Wen Jun", doesn't he?" she warned herself.

Zhang Ailin stared blankly at the front with a cold face, the light of the TV changed colors on her face.

I pressed the remote again and changed the channel.

……

Meng Wenjun pushed open the door abruptly, and the smell of alcohol came to his face, mixed with an unbearable stench.

Meng Fan was drunk as usual, with his right hand resting on the sofa, he sat down on the ground, and the wine bottles at his feet were scattered all over the floor.

Meng Fan blushed, slowly raised his head, and said to Meng Wenjun, "Ah Ding is back?"

Meng Wenjun didn't have time to take care of Meng Fan's situation, and he didn't want to ask what the reason was this time.

He quickly picked up Xiao Man who was lying on the ground, rushed out the door, and slammed it hard, making a loud explosion.

It takes only ten seconds to go back and forth.

Meng Wenjun ran to the side of the road, waving his arms, and shouted loudly at the passing taxis.

"Stop!"

"I said stop!"

"Fuck stop!"

There are so many cars with "empty car" green plates flashing, none of them are willing to stop for him.The anxiety in his heart multiplied.

Holding a cat in his arms, his clothes are ragged, his hair is a mess, and his face is full of haggardness.The way he barks his teeth and claws, in the eyes of others, he looks like a lunatic.

Suddenly, a black bridge car stopped beside Meng Wenjun.

The window of the rear seat rolled down slowly, revealing a familiar face.

Yang Kangyu raised his face, looked at Meng Wenjun suspiciously, and asked in disbelief, "Meng Wenjun?"

Seeing Yang Kangyu, Meng Wenjun was filled with hope.

He forgot to ask Yang Kangyu for his opinion, he opened the door and got into the car without saying a word.

Yang Kangyu was stunned by his sudden action and lost his voice for a moment, and when he squeezed into the car, he subconsciously leaned back and gave up his seat for him.When I reacted, I felt strange.

"Please go to x hospital." Meng Wenjun panted heavily, trying to pretend to be calm.

The man in the driver's seat was silent, looking at Yang Kangyu's face through the rearview mirror.

Yang Kangyu also looked at him in the mirror and said, "Uncle Li, I won't go today. Go to x hospital."

"Okay." The driver in front called Uncle Li changed the destination on the navigation again.

Originally, he was going to have dinner with his teammates, but his father was afraid that he would run away, so he dragged him for a long time before he reluctantly agreed with the driver, Uncle Li, to go out with him.

Yang Kangyu turned his head and looked at Meng Wenjun secretly.

Haggard and embarrassed.The green stubble on his face was not cleaned up either.

He stared intently at the civet cat in his arms, stroked its head with his hand, and checked its heartbeat from time to time.

I have never seen Meng Wenjun like this before, but Yang Kangyu finds it interesting.

Not having the heart to disturb him, Yang Kangyu sat in his seat without saying a word.He turned his head out of the window awkwardly, and glanced at him from the corner of his eye from time to time.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and I lost a lot of weight." Yang Kangyu said silently in his heart.

Meng Wenjun didn't come to class these days, Yang Kangyu originally wanted to send a message to ask him a few words.But thinking about Ji Shui that day, the news never got out.After two or three days, he also forgot about it.

As soon as the car stopped, Meng Wenjun immediately opened the door and walked quickly, almost running.

When Yang Kangyu got out of the car door, he saw that Meng Wenjun had gone a long way.

"Is it so rude?" Yang Kangyu looked at his back and murmured.

After saying that, he closed the car door, bent down, and said to Uncle Li in the driver's seat: "Uncle Li, this is my classmate, I'll follow him to see, he's in a hurry, please wait for me here, and come out right away. "

Uncle Li nodded.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Li." After Yang Kangyu said another sentence, he hurried up to chase Meng Wenjun.

Yang Kangyu himself couldn't explain why, and followed in a daze, watching Meng Wenjun go through the formalities skillfully and smoothly, pay the money, and put the cat on the operating table.I don't even know what happened to me.Like a fool, wherever Meng Wenjun goes, he will follow him.

"Give me the list." Meng Wenjun stretched out his hand and said.

Yang Kangyu obediently handed the receipt to Meng Wenjun.

No complaints.Like a model worker.

After all the procedures were handled, Meng Wenjun's tense nerves relaxed. He sat on a chair in the corridor of the hospital, his whole body slumped into a ball.

Yang Kangyu coughed twice untimely.

Only then did Meng Wenjun realize that this was Yang Kangyu, who quickly sat up and said, "Thank you."

Yang Kangyu put his arms on his knees, looked sideways at Meng Wenjun, and asked, "May I take the liberty to ask what's going on?"

"Xiaoman drank by himself, but the doctor just said nothing happened, I was too anxious. Oh, Xiaoman is that raccoon cat." Meng Wenjun said.

Deliberately concealed the fact that Meng Fan got Xiaoman drunk after being drunk.

"Xiaoman's name sounds nice, and it looks good too. Male and female cats?" Yang Kangyu answered.

"Mother cat." Meng Wenjun replied.Recalling the embarrassment just now, a trace of regret rose in my heart.

"Oh." Yang Kangyu didn't know how to answer, and felt that the question he asked was stupid.

The two of them lowered their heads to look at their ankles at the same time, embarrassment filled the silence.

Yang Kangyu has never been in contact with someone like Meng Wenjun. The posture of calling friends and friends with his brothers and friends in the past always seems so strange when applied to Meng Wenjun.

He touched his ears and asked, "Why haven't you come these two days?"

"The family members are sick." Meng Wenjun lied.

"Thank you for your hard work. I can see that these days, you have not been easy." Yang Kangyu raised his head and looked into Meng Wenjun's eyes.

Those clear eyes and the tiredness in his eyes, two completely different things, can be combined so perfectly, with just the right amount of beauty.

"It's okay." Meng Wenjun folded his hands in front of his chest, looking at the pattern of the floor tiles on the ground, and replied.

"You're a good fit for a cat."

Yang Kangyu's sudden comment made Meng Wenjun feel baffled.

So he imitated Yang Kangyu's sentence pattern, and responded lightly: "You are also very suitable for keeping a dog."

"Yes, my family only has two. One is a German Shepherd and the other is a Samoyed. They are very cute. Oh, I regret it very much. Both of them are male. Sometimes when they fight, they are really cute. They are very fierce, they are all big dogs, and they can’t even be pulled. You don’t know how big they are.” He said, using his arms to measure the length of Demu, insisting on pulling Meng Wenjun to see.

Meng Wenjun couldn't arouse the slightest interest in Yang Kangyu's words. In order to cooperate with him, he still put on a smile on his face: "That's really big."

Yang Kangyu regarded Meng Wenjun's response as an invitation to enter the dialogue, and said incessantly, "Yes! It's so big, it's really hard to imagine. When they were young, they were very small. Not to mention you, I find it incredible... ..."

"Please keep your voice down." The sister nurse of the pet hospital poked her head out of the reference room and said to Yang Kangyu with a smile.

"Okay!" Yang Kangyu echoed the nurse sister.

The enthusiasm made the nurse wonder if he really understood what she meant.

After a while, Xiao Man was carried out of the operating room by the doctor. He had opened his eyes, but he was not fully awake.

Meng Wenjun took her carefully, rubbing his face against her head.

"Thank you doctor."

"It should." The doctor smiled.

Yang Kangyu stood behind Meng Wenjun.When he looked at Meng Wenjun, his eyes drooped slightly.

I don't know how long it took, Meng Wenjun patted his arm with his hand, and Yang Kangyu came back to his senses.

"Aren't you going?"

"...Let's go. Oh yes, I'll take you back."

"No, it's too much trouble for you, Xiaoman also better have a breath of fresh air. Thank you very much today."

"fine."

After Meng Wenjun said goodbye to him, he hugged Xiaoman and left along the left side of the hospital.

Yang Kangyu got into the car alone, looked at the place where Meng Wenjun sat just now, and suddenly had a clear picture of him holding Xiaoman in his arms.Gently stroked her head.His eyes were full of tenderness.

He glanced down at the watch on his wrist, it was still early.

Turning on the phone again, the chat window of friends popped up frantically on the phone.

"Daewoo, where are you?"

"Brother, where did you go?"

"Hurry up, everyone is waiting for you."

So he said: "Uncle Li, the trouble is to go to the original place."

While replying to the message, Yang Kangyu couldn't help thinking:

"It didn't feel like he was a party guy."