Wanjie takeaway

When Wei Dao woke up, he was the only one in the room. He moved his stiff limbs a little, got out of bed and pushed open the door of the room. Looking outside, Fu Feng was sitting on a small bench less than half the height of his knees. Looking at the glass window, looking at the light outside the balcony, staring blankly.

Wei Dao washed up casually, Fu Feng searched out a pack of dried noodles from the whole house, a pot of water was boiled, and light salt was added, but he couldn't find anything else, he could only sigh as he acted This room is indeed a place where he feels empty when he enters the door.

After eating, the two of them sat on the small stool, facing the scenery outside the balcony to digest.

"Why did you fight them?"

Fu Feng seemed to ask casually.

"They want to steal my little cake."

Wei Dao smiled, and answered with eyebrows raised.

Fu Feng didn't know, so: "In your schoolbag, under the plastic cover, that little cake with fist-sized cream rolled so fancy that the cover is blurred by the cream?"

Wei Dao said affirmatively: "Yes, that's the one. It costs five yuan at most. It's cheap and good-looking, and it tastes sweet enough."

Fu Feng was puzzled: "What's so special about this little cake?"

Wei Dao said: "It's nothing. I don't know if it's special or not. Anyway, they all wanted to grab it. I refused and started fighting."

Fu Feng was a little unimaginable, thought for a while and asked: "They only grab that one, or?"

Wei Dao lowered his eyes to look at the concrete without floor tiles, and his breath was a little decadent and depressed.

He said, "I don't remember, they..."

Wei Dao paused, seemed to be recalling, and then said: "In the past, they robbed my things, the hair of my clothes, the pens on the table, the notebook, kicked my pants, stepped on my shoes, and broke my umbrella. Later, They robbed me of money, toys, stationery, magazines. Later, they took knives and tried to rob me of my little cake."

He sneered: "They stabbed me with knives and wanted my little cake."

His tone was so calm that it seemed indifferent, but Fu Feng felt the same, curled up his right hand, and knew in his heart that an exclamation point should be added at the end of this sentence.

Wei Dao looked at the distant scenery with three white eyes, and repeated it restrainedly and flatly: "They stabbed me with knives and wanted to grab my little cake."

This is impossible.

This is simply not possible.

Either stab Wei Dao to death, clean up the body, Wei Dao died cleanly, and the cakes belong to others, so you can divide them up however you want.

Or, give up the idea of ​​grabbing his little cake, and the road is open, and each side walks.

Not to mention that the well water does not violate the river water, Wei Dao sneered, "They don't make trouble, and I am surprised that they are peaceful all day long."

Fu Feng lowered his eyes and asked: "This little cake is nothing special, right?"

Wei Dao said indifferently: "I don't remember. I bought it on the way for a few yuan. I didn't have time to eat it. It was ruined by others in my schoolbag. It's a pity. I haven't opened it carefully. I don't think so."

Fu Feng nodded and responded.

After a while, Wei Dao asked: "Where are you from? I haven't seen you around before."

Fu Feng said: "I passed by here from a very far away place, I don't know anything else."

Wei Dao asked: "Then how long are you going to stay before leaving?"

Fu Feng said: "I don't know, it depends on the situation, you are almost better, I should leave as soon as I have time."

Wei Dao asked: "I'm almost healed, are you leaving tomorrow?"

Fu Feng: "You drive me away?"

Wei Dao: "This is my house, I didn't ask you to stay here at first, I'm used to living by myself, I'm not used to having one more person."

Fu Feng: "It's okay, I will accompany you to get used to it, and when you get used to it, I will do you a favor."

Wei Dao: "You are too much, I don't need your help."

Fu Feng: "Anyway, we are also friends, besides, this time I carried you up."

Wei Dao sneered and said: "You don't have to come, I didn't ask you to come, besides, I can live without you."

Wei Dao rolled his eyes and said: "I have been here consciously for such a long time, and I lived by myself, and you didn't show up, and I am here today. Even if you didn't come, I might not be here. Don't look down on yourself. too important."

Fu Feng asked suddenly: "So, have you thought about what would happen to you if I didn't show up?"

Wei Dao is strange and funny: "I originally planned to leave the scene by myself. Even if you don't come, where should I stay? When they lose consciousness, go home and rest. If they are still waiting there, I will Just go to make up a knife, if they are not here, life will continue, what else can we do?"

Fu Feng nodded and said with a smile: "Since this is the case, I know everything I want to know, and you are fine. I will leave tomorrow morning."

Wei Dao was skeptical: "Have you changed your mind? It's strange so fast. You didn't want to do it before, but now you do. It's up to you."

Fu Feng asked: "Then have you considered what to eat in the afternoon?"

Wei Dao snorted, "Isn't it already afternoon?"

Fu Feng laughed and said, "How long do you think you've slept? It was late at night when I picked you up, and I slept through the morning, so it's only noon."

Wei Dao cut it: "Since you eat it at noon, you don't need it in the afternoon. Do you want afternoon tea or supper? Impossible, I don't have a penny here, don't think about it, be hungry.

You go back to your own home as soon as possible. Judging by your appearance, the family must be richer than mine. I am not afraid that I will not have three meals a day.I'm really hungry, go to sleep.Asleep and less hungry. "

Fu Feng smiled and said, "You are very skilled."

Wei Dao said with three rolled eyes: "Of course, this is my house."

I am the owner.You are not.If you are more skilled than me, I will doubt your situation.

Fu Feng smiled and said nothing more.

The two of them sat like this for quite a while.

Fu Feng got up and said, I'm going to do some washing, then turned and left, Wei Dao sat alone in a daze.

In the evening, there really was no second meal.

Fu Feng rejoiced in bitterness and said with a bit of joy: "At least, the house won't be full of nasty smells. Those disgusting foods smell disgusting. It's better to be hungry."

Wei Dao responded.

He suddenly asked, "Do you really want to wait until tomorrow?"

Fu Feng nodded.

Wei Dao was silent.

Fu Feng asked: "What do you think of that little cake?"

Wei Dao didn't speak, Fu Feng asked again: "If you don't want to eat, give it to me?"

Wei Dao glanced at him and agreed, which was regarded as a promise. Wei Dao didn't mind eating small cakes. Anyway, the food was bought for eating, but he didn't want his things to be robbed by others, or to be taken away by a group of annoying humans. It's disgusting to take away what you are about to consume without bloodshed, and you can only watch.

Wei Dao can't stand it.

But if it's Fufeng, you can eat it if you eat it, and it's no big deal.

It's better than throwing it on the road and being picked up by dogs and eaten, and I don't even know it.

After all, Fu Feng seemed to be different from those people, he was really hungry, not deliberately finding fault.

Fu Feng immediately went to look through the schoolbag. He washed the soiled things for Wei Dao before, and he washed the schoolbag together and hung it outside on the balcony. He wiped and dried the stationery and books that were not easy to wash with water. Yes, even with the only small cake, when I wiped it, I was careful, but the plastic cover was still cracked.

This cake is placed on the side of the kitchen. There is only one kitchen in this house, just opposite the toilet door. The kitchen has no door, no window, no exhaust fan and range hood, only an empty space, no wall, There are no railings, no door and window machines, and the part from the ceiling to the stove faces the outside of the building and can directly blow the air.

Standing in front of the stove, you can see the sky and houses outside when you look up. The surrounding buildings are not high enough. This position is enough to see the roofs of many buildings.

If you stretch out half of your body and look down, you can still see the unobstructed mossy land downstairs.

If you fall from here, it will definitely go smoothly.There was no one at the bottom, it was quiet, and one could feel a kind of tranquility just by looking at it.

Fu Feng thought about it for a while, reached out and took away the small cake that was still barely packaged, and took two disposable black plastic spoons. To be honest, Fu Feng felt that the tableware in the cabinet hanging on the kitchen wall was a moral point The disposable tableware sent by the store after the take-out was stored by Wei Dao because it was not used, and it was kept there until he opened it to find something.

I really don't know how Wei Dao usually lives.

Fu Feng didn't bother with this problem, took a spoon and cake, and sat on the stool next to Wei Dao.

Wei Dao glanced at him, his eyes fell again, and when he saw the sticky little cake, he showed an expression of wanting to smile but only a flash of a smile in his eyes, and then looked away.

Fu Feng handed Wei Dao a spoon, Wei Dao took it, Fu Feng began to remove the lid, and the little cake finally revealed its true face.

Wei Dao blinked, looking like he wanted to laugh.

Fu Feng didn't feel it at all, he took a big sip with a spoon first, and took a sip in his mouth, the smooth and sweet cream mixed with the soft and loose cake fluff was spread flat between the palate and the tongue, it couldn't be It is said that the feeling of fullness is very strong, but it can be said that it is suddenly worth it.

Sweets make people happy.

A sweet treat after a hunger can satisfy.

Fu Feng is an example. Wei Dao sat beside him, holding a spoon and didn't intend to use it. Watching Fu Feng take a bite, he turned to another wall and continued to be in a daze. He had been in a daze for a long time, maybe it was in his head He was thinking about something that he couldn't tell others or didn't bother to mention to others, but his expression didn't change.

According to Fu Feng's understanding of Wei Dao, if something happens, he will not be expressionless.

Even if you just think about it, you will soon be brought back into the memory of yourself at that time. Unless it is a long time ago, otherwise, the mood at the time is no more than one or two insignificant points, and you can't help crying or laughing on your face. Nothing to do with others.