flammable relationship

Death stretched out its tentacles at close range, and touched the palm of the potential executioner, but without getting a decent response, it retracted as if nothing had happened.

The concentration of adrenaline in the blood gradually decreased, and the manic nerves calmed down reluctantly. Wei Ran slowly recovered his perception of the outside world in the pale and empty silence. ask.

"He asked how much you borrowed?"

Huang Shengyuan stretched out his thumb and index finger, covering his cheeks: "No more, no less, with interest, [-]."

"Fuck! Last week it was [-], this week it's [-]? [-], you... legs!" Fu Yiheng was here, Liu Yingchao didn't dare to swear something particularly dirty, her stomach ached, and she compared to Huang Shengyuan A gesture of wiping the neck.

"Hey, last week was last month, so don't you look at the date today? The interest rate is renewed every month. This is the rule of the road." Huang Shengyuan's face was swollen into a sea of ​​water by Wei Ran's fists , but the facial features are still picky, crowded on a small island, like a funny cartoon character.

Liu Yingchao rolled her eyes: "It's five thousand a month, why don't you rob a bank?"

"Just the interest, don't worry about me borrowing it if you have the ability!"

"Damn it, when I asked you to borrow it, you fucking said that the interest was only so small compared to the little fingernail. Now? I think you are extorting!"

"Who sells things and doesn't pick them up? You little bullies believe it."

"What the fuck?"

Liu Yingchao's temper was about to blow up again, but Wei Ran put it out with a look.

"I said, I will pay you back next month." Wei Ran came over, passing by and helped up the chair potted plant roll-up or something that fell on the ground. Blood, drops of blood dripped on the lush green dill leaves.

"You, what do you give me back?" Huang Shengyuan panicked when he saw him now. He couldn't restrain the goose bumps that kept rising up on his body, and kept looking at the stairs where the mop pole rolled down. Changzi, "Don't think I don't know. You just went to the bank and remitted all the money you saved from working to the old country woman. If I'm not wrong, you won't find a fart on your body."

"You said it will be paid next month, but you can't understand people's language?"

Wei Ran put down the green radish lightly, and after a light knock, the person rushed to Huang Shengyuan at an extremely fast speed. Huang Shengyuan was startled, his spine stuck to the wall and did not move, like a paralyzed beetle pretending to be dead .

"What are you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you? I warn you, if you kill someone, you will be in prison until you die!"

The expression on Wei Ran's face couldn't be less, the veins on his neck trembled like guitar strings, then he pointed to the stairs, his tone couldn't hear much ups and downs, "Now, the person who took you please, get out of here."

Huang Shengyuan's face was dull, and he stared at him for a second, shivering from the gloomy eyelashes. He thought about it but it was obviously not enough, so he spat bitterly, and was slumped by him with his tail between his legs. The younger brother set up and left.

The second floor was empty at once, Liu Yingchao and others helped to tidy up the messy second floor, and was escorted back to the dormitory reluctantly. Under the threat of the head teacher, he walked through the main entrance.In order to show her remorse, she almost knelt down to the dormitory aunt, and at the same time wrote a three-page letter of guarantee, trying to arouse the aunt's compassion and request the organization's leniency.

After such a commotion, the owner of Wave Internet Cafe heard that there was a crowd of people brawling in the store and pierced the floor. In the winter, he crawled out of bed to understand the process, and Wei Ran had nothing to say. He made the fight, he poked the hole, and he was fired as a matter of course.He was very grateful when he settled his wages that night, at least the boss didn't ask him to pay for the parquet floor, which was very expensive at first glance.

With a thin envelope in his pocket, he patted the old army green padded jacket on his body.

I bought the padded jacket three years ago when I was just in junior high school. It fit just right when I bought it. Now the sleeves have been shortened and washed too many times. As a result, the cotton stuffed inside is no longer fluffy, and the thermal insulation factor has dropped sharply.He pulled the zipper to the top, buttoned the hat, put his hands in his pockets and pressed them tightly to his waist, hoping to absorb some warmth.

Should put long johns on.

He was sitting on the steps in front of the Internet cafe, shaking his legs on tiptoe, with the luxurious fried rice brought to him by Liu Yingchao in his hand. It was already too cold at the moment, and he wanted to take it back and heat it up in the microwave for supper.

I haven't been comforted by food for a whole day, and now my stomach has no desire to move, it has stopped, and it doesn't growl anymore.

Wei Ran shrugged his shoulders and shivered for a while, but he didn't feel any warmth, so he stopped shaking and stared at the night with empty eyes.He is a little confused at the moment, his limbs are tired, he knows that he will fall asleep after eating when he gets home later, just thinking about this matter, it is a luxury for him now, so take advantage of the cold The wind can also stimulate the brain to keep him awake. He has to hurry up and think about how to make money next, and how to continue this fucking life.

First, he had to find another part-time job.

Secondly, he went to the second-hand market to estimate the price to see how much the two rings he picked up in his pocket were worth. It would be best if he could arrange for this month's living expenses.

And then... the owner of the ring...

As he thought about it, his thoughts drifted away, to one hand.

That hand was still covering the back of his hand an hour ago, with bulging veins and undoubted strength, it was so painful to hold the person, until now he can still feel the strangely strong force coming from the piece of skin he touched. current.

current?

Wei Ran blinked vigorously, becoming even more confused. He rubbed the back of his hands, groped his pockets up and down, and finally took out a crumpled cigarette case from the inside pocket of his cotton-padded jacket, and took out a similarly crumpled cigarette and a cigarette from inside. A bright green plastic lighter, he straightened the cigarette, lit it, put it between his lips and took a puff, the red flame ignited in the vast night.

Hungry, thirsty blood and gastric juices celebrate the arrival of nicotine at the same time.

Wei Ran clasped his fingers and held his head, and changed to a more casual and lazy posture, which was closer to a horizontal line than a vertical line.

He blew smoke into the pre-dawn night sky, watched the smoke curl up, carefully observed the winding path of the smoke and the irregular shape it formed, trying to make something out of it.

After about a quarter of an hour, until there was no warmth in my body, until I heard someone walking from across the street through the thick orange leaves.

"Hey, I have a question for you."

Wei Ran narrowed his eyes, pulled the corners of his extremely thin lips, and the light of the cigarette flickered: "What?"

"How old are you?"

Directly above, a beautiful face went back and forth, frowning, with a serious expression.

"Smart people don't use age to infer a person's mind." Wei Ran replied.

"But age can tell me whether you are old or not." The beautiful face has two beautifully shaped lips, and the words with a pleasant rhythm are spit out between the flaps, "And if I need to be a minor, it is best not to smoke. Smoking is harmful to the body A series of topics such as health are routinely repeated without meaning."

"Since you know it's meaningless, I advise you to save your saliva."

Wei Ran maintained his posture lying on the steps, while Fu Yiheng squatted beside him and looked down at him.

"This is just the social obligation of educators." Teacher Fu shrugged, his eyes drifted back to the cigarette between the teenager's lips for a while, "You haven't answered me directly."

Wei Ran didn't speak, he took out the cigarette and skillfully shook the ash.

Fu Yiheng waited patiently, what he lacked most was patience.

As many as you want.

After the cigarette finished its short life, the flame stopped in front of the golden cigarette butt, Wei Ran straightened his hips, lifted himself up purely by the strength of his abdominal muscles, tilted his head and asked, "You really just want to confirm that I Are you old enough to smoke tar and nicotine?"

Fu Yiheng answered calmly: "Otherwise?"

"I thought you were trying to fuck me."

"I don't date minors."

"What if you're an adult?"

Wei Ran's gaze went from bottom to top, and fell directly into Fu Yiheng's eyes that were dancing with fire. The latter laughed, the corners of his mouth curved up to his eyes, and there were slight fine lines like ripples.

"That depends on God's will."

"Oh...Fate." Wei Ran rubbed his chin and asked, "Why are you back, Mr. Fu?"

Fu Yiheng lifted the trousers of the pajamas inside, and sat down on the cold steps: "Come back and pay back the meal money."

Wei Ran raised his eyebrows: "If it's just to pay back the money, just say it on WeChat, why bother to go there in person."

There was a sting in these words, and it was in response to Fu Yiheng's avoidance on the phone at that time.

"Let's pay it back face to face." Fu Yiheng pushed back the bangs that had fallen to his forehead, and smiled wryly, "Otherwise I'm afraid you'll get busy and hang out with me for ten days and a half months."

"It's really weird." Wei Ran took out his phone and turned on the screen. "In these days, there are still people who are in a hurry to pay back the money. If Mr. Fu has the consciousness, those loan sharks probably won't be able to survive."

Fu Yiheng looked at him: "Normal people don't care about loan sharks."

Wei Ranbo took away the cigarette butt, put his hands back into his pockets, pulled the muscles on both sides of his cheeks, and replied flatly: "Normal people rarely have a dead end."

no way no money.

Fu Yiheng grew up in a favorable environment and lacked real experience with these four words, but this did not prevent him from using his imagination to fill in the gaps in practice.

Rich people have thousands of different ways of life, but millions of poor people have the same way of life.

At that moment, the loneliness and helplessness on the young man's body were like a heavy wet raincoat. He sat there quietly with his knees bent. Shadows were cast on him, and the rain on the raincoat spread from around his feet, wet Fu Yiheng's soles.

Many years later, Mr. Fu recalled the cold night of this month, and had to let go of his body and willingly admit that he was attracted by the aura exuded by this young man, and all seemingly diametrically opposite adjectives were skillfully integrated in him , Mature and young, clear and ignorant, deadly stubborn and a real sense of fate.

Once the boundaries that should exist are blurred, people's emotions and judgments are easily affected.

Fu Yiheng tasted the bitter almond-like saliva in his mouth, and asked, "How much?"

The two words without beginning and end can be seamlessly connected by the other party: "Two thousand."

Fu Yiheng was stunned for a moment, and then transferred two thousand through WeChat without saying a word.

Although he just called the Japanese grocery store to confirm yesterday, the bill that day was actually [-] yuan.

There was a light ding dong, a confirmation text message confirming the transfer was successful.

Wei Ran lowered his head and drew on the screen.

Fu Yiheng began to feel that his empathy and empathy seemed ridiculous, and asked again: "I don't know if you noticed that there were two rings on the table that day? A pair, plain rings, without patterns."

Wei Ran moved his hand in his pocket, turned his eyes to look at him, and shook his head.

Fu Yiheng nodded: "It's okay, it's all things that should be thrown away."

He didn't say, although there are many black holes corroded by alcohol in his fragmented memory, unfortunately, the scene of Wei Ran slipping the pair of platinum rings into his pocket unexpectedly impressed him deeply.

Dangerous little liar.

Fu Yiheng gave this young man an undeniable definition of his conduct in his heart, and said that he would never have anything to do with this person again for the rest of his life.

After chatting for a few more minutes, they were all irrelevant topics. Teacher Fu waved his hand and turned back home in a slightly embarrassed way.

It wasn't until he lay on the bed and covered himself with the quilt that he belatedly felt a surge of anger rising from his dantian.

Of course, it wasn't because of the other party's little tricks, but because of himself.

Because I realized how absurd and generous the pity that flashed across my heart at that moment was.

What's even more ridiculous is that on the way back from school to find the little liar, he even seriously considered that maybe he could help this kid, such as introducing him to a decent job, so that he could live a decent life ; or help find a legal consultant to solve the problem of high usury interest and reduce the burden of debt repayment; or, 8 yuan is actually nothing at all, and find a reliable person to help cushion it first...

Damn.Mr. Fu was lying on the bed and swearing, it was a fucking waste of emotion.