Balancing

Christmas is approaching, and there is a foreign atmosphere everywhere in the city, especially in the downtown shopping mall. Christmas songs have been played on a loop as early as half a month ago. This year, people have money in their pockets, and Foreigner’s Day is about to catch up with China. festival posture.This weekend, this is Jian Ming's first time shopping for clothes after returning to China, for his beloved little leopard.

"I've already bought a few and you said, no, you really think of me as a girl? That's fine, don't buy any more. I don't have as much money as you, but I haven't reached the point where you need to buy underwear, right?" Lu Heng really didn't like shopping. He was a rough man, and he let Li Xiaohua help him shop online for his usual clothes. Now that he was going back to the street, why did he still look like a jerk.

The two lingered in the men's underwear area for a long time, Lu Heng's voice was loud, and the shopping guide lady cast her eyes on them several times.

"I haven't bought these for you, but I want to buy them." Jian Ming whispered, and decisively took off a few pairs of bullet underwear with a full sense of wrapping from the shelf. They were all in black, white, blue, red and gray, and they were in Lu Heng's hands, "You don't need to try it, you size."

"Damn it, Jian Ming, you really bought it. Hey, have you done something to offend me recently? You're so considerate, you cook old soup and buy me clothes. What are you hiding from me? "Suddenly thought of something, Officer Lu's eyes widened, "Oh...by the way, I forgot to ask you last time, where did you go when you didn't answer my call that afternoon? You lied to me that I was treating a patient, I I've already called Baichuan, and you're not here at all." The matter is over if you don't think about it, and when you think of that grievance, you can be deducted as compensation for a good shopping.

Jian Ming couldn't laugh or cry.

"I went out for a doctor's appointment. Look at you, you look like a bitter woman." He led the little bitter woman to the checkout counter, handed the underwear in his hand to the shopping guide on the side, motioned for a new set, and did not forget to smile. The person next to him: "fool"

It's nothing to their flirting, the shopping guides and cashier girls all looked at the two with bright eyes, and the brain-filling picture directly went to the restricted level.It can't be blamed that the girls are too unpretentious nowadays, but it can only be blamed on the handsome, tall and extraordinary man in front of him.

After paying the bill, under Lu Heng's insistence, they stopped fighting and went out of the shopping city with big bags and small bags. They passed by the hall and were grabbed by the pretending Santa Claus and took a picture together. Lu Heng looked aggrieved, Jane Ming had a helpless face, coupled with the funny expression of Santa Claus in the middle, the vivid and interesting picture was broadcast on the huge display screen of this shopping mall for two weeks. Of course, they didn't know about it at this time.

"Mingming, what are you doing, buy these carefully, I don't have any shortage." Lu Heng, who was sitting in the driver's seat, complained while fastening his seat belt.

"I just want to buy it for you. I haven't bought it for anyone, only you." This sentence is very sweet and useful, and the little bitter woman turned her face and smiled.

"Hey, daughter-in-law, look... now I drive your car, live in your house, and even buy clothes from inside to outside, do I count... sugar daddy?" Lu Heng started the car. , but didn't open it for a long time, he scratched the back of his head, showing a rare shyness.

"Haha...ha..." Jian Ming's hearty laughter lingered in the carriage, he touched Lu Heng's blushing little face, and the long and thin scar on his forehead that was still clearly visible slipped across his eyes, and he slowly stopped laughing , Gently said: "If you are willing, how about giving you a lifetime?"

"That's no good, I'm not a good boy. I also have a house. Although it's not big, it's in the city center. If you sell the suburbs, you can buy a small loft. That's right. It was left to me by my mother. I'm not willing to sell it. In the future How about the decoration as a dowry gift for you?" Lu Heng's eyes were extremely sincere, and a warm heart seemed to jump out of his eye sockets.

"Eh...can I change it to a dowry?" Jian Ming held back his laughter, pretending to be embarrassed.

"Ah!?" Just as Lu Heng was about to step on the gas pedal, he braked suddenly, then frowned slightly, and subconsciously touched the injured leg that was still not healed.

"What's the matter, leg hurts? Let me come, come and sit." Jian Ming nervously looked closer, Lu Heng's injured leg can't be too hard, he regretted letting him drive too early.

"It's fine, it's fine, I didn't hurt my right leg, so I'm not in the way of driving." Lu Heng smiled ruffiantly, and slowly accelerated, "I accidentally bumped into the front of the car just now, don't worry, good wife." After finishing speaking He stretched out his hand and pinched Jian Ming's slippery face lovingly.Still muttering in a low voice: "The dowry... ok.. The dowry is just the dowry, anyway, it belongs to our family, hehe..."

Seeing the silly husky humming a ditty in front of him, Jian Ming's heart was sweet and sour at the same time, and he couldn't say a word, his mind was only filled with love that melted into the blood and penetrated into the bone marrow.

high seas.

A blue and white passenger boat has been floating on the coast for less than half a month, and there was a loud sound of hard objects colliding in the cabin, "Damn, I can't do it even if you all eat your stomachs! something wrong?"

Wang Yue seldom invented fire, and his subordinates were all trembling, and no one dared to be cannon fodder at this moment.

"Tell me, why did Wu Da say that he wanted to cancel the deal?" He pointed to the tallest subordinate in front of him.

"Boss, I don't know where they got the news that our ship couldn't enter the port...and said...also said..." The tall man stammered, unable to utter all the words.

"Tell me, where is your tongue? Do you want me to straighten it for you?"

"It is said that we are being targeted by Crazy Yan. This time, it's more or less dangerous. I don't want to get burned. The middleman also said that if there is a chance...we will cooperate next time." The tall man closed his eyes and said the news he got on the shore in one go. .

Wang Yue didn't say anything more, he lit a cigar, and the iron couldn't iron out the wrinkles between his brows.After a while, he exhaled heavily: "Contact Leng Guofeng." Just as his subordinates were about to respond, he raised his hand and paused in mid-air: "Wait, contact Leng Feng first, and pay attention to whether there are people around him. Find a way to give him a mobile phone, I want to connect with him."

"Yes, we'll do it now."

"Wait." Wang Yue stopped his subordinates again. "How is Jian Ming's following? Is there any chance to make a move?"

"Boss, the police are protecting him and his sister in all directions now, and we can't get close at all." The task was too difficult to execute, and several people peeped at each other, all looking as if they were trying their best.

There was another long silence, Wang Yue raised his hand to signal them to back down, seeing the tall man was still not moving, he squinted and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"..Well, boss, when I was tracking Jian Ming, I found...found this..." He handed over a mobile phone, which was playing a festive video, Jian Ming and Lu Heng sandwiched the vivid faces of Santa Claus at this moment The sharp blade scraped Wang Yue's heart, liver, lungs and spleen.

He trembled slightly, then raised his hand suddenly, threw the phone hard on the ground, and stomped heavily on his feet as if venting, "Damn it! Why didn't he be burned to death, damn it... ah——" This video was completely broken Wang Yue's last bottom line, he roared and howled, accompanied by a more violent sound of smashing objects.

...

Leng Feng has felt the long-lost freedom in the past few days, and he doesn't know when there are no more strange faces around him.He thought back to the meeting with Jian Ming a few days ago, and thought of Jian Ming's last proposal, how could he agree to return to the mist? The only thing that was clear was what Jian Ming said to him before he left:

"I'm glad you didn't stand against me after all."

How did he agree? Leng Feng lived to thirty, and he has never experienced such conflicts and entanglements. He never thought of doing anything at the cost of Jian Ming's safety, but in fact, he still complied confusedly.He was sitting in the car, lying on the steering wheel irritably, thinking hard, yes, the eyes were Jian Ming's eyes without hesitation. Leng Feng raised his head and looked at the wide and straight road in front of the car. Faces float in front of my eyes, overlapping and intertwining with the street view and road, and gradually become clear..

When the phone rang, he glanced at the familiar number and answered with a sigh.

"Jane Ming."

"Is there no news from the Poison King?"

Leng Feng: "No, it should be. I found some youngsters to spread some rumors. This time his business may be about to fail."

Jian Ming: "Are you sure he will find you?"

"Is he still available?" Leng Feng snorted twice.

"Okay, do you remember what we said that day?"

Leng Feng closed his eyes and raised his forehead, "Jian Ming...I thought about it..."

"Don't think about it anymore." The other end of the phone cut him off decisively, "Leng Feng, remember, I won't take it back when I make a decision, just do what you want to do, and I will fully cooperate."

"Can you tell me why? Actually, you don't have to do this." Leng Feng too needed a reason to convince himself.

"For myself." Four words without hesitation.

"Really? Is it really for yourself?" Leng Feng smiled bitterly: "Jian Ming, you are not a person who would act so aggressively for yourself...Is it for the surname Lu? You want to hurry up and take this matter because you don't want to do it again If you hurt him, you are afraid that he will work hard for you and get hurt again, right?"

There was a silence on the phone, and it took a long time before a faint voice came out: "You think too much, I'm just tired, very tired..."

"Okay, you don't want to admit that I won't force you, as long as you know what you are doing." Leng Feng forced himself up, straightened his back, and changed his voice: "Don't worry, when the other party comes to me, I will say that I have controlled you , but... Do you want to make arrangements for the next two days... to stay in my small apartment, which always pops up out of nowhere, I'm afraid, then you won't have time to leave your little wolf dog..."

"...Well...I know, tomorrow, I will go to your apartment tomorrow."

The little wolf dog is really clingy, and there is nothing he can do except on duty. He usually looks for a wife after work. Jian Ming knew that his sudden departure would make him suspicious, so he went back to Jiang Luchuan's house as an excuse, and informed him on WeChat that he needed to go on a business trip for a few days. Not enough, plus a super long phone call, finally appease the depressed police officer Lu.

In the past, Lu Heng might not have been so easy to fool. Thanks to these days, Jian Ming managed the two children's little life sweetly. I really don't doubt that he has other motives.

Jian Ming simply packed up some things, walked to the door, turned around and looked at the room where he lived with Jiang Luchuan for ten years, the corners of his mouth slightly pursed, he collected himself, turned and walked out the door without hesitation.

There was a heavy door closing sound in the living room, the setting sun fell on the dining table, and the thin floats danced under the light and shadow.There is a photo frame placed prominently on the table case. The photo is a group photo of Jiang Luchuan and Jian Ming in the nursing home. It is a bit far away, and it was the last time Jian Ming saw his sister before going abroad. A note was quietly pressed under the photo frame. Snow-white envelope.

It is written handsomely and elegantly on it: [Father's Dear Father]

dad:

After reading this letter, I hope you will not be surprised. My son feels guilty for choosing this way to talk to you. You know that I am not an expressive person. I can’t express many things when I see you. Please forgive me. The son is clumsy and uses a pen instead.

I still remember the way I saw you at the gate of the research institute that year. At that time, I never thought that God could give me a father. For so many years, you regarded me as your own and took care of me wholeheartedly. My sister and I have wanted to thank you solemnly many times, but today, I suddenly don’t want to say these two words anymore. How can there be any gratitude between father and son.

Do you remember?When I was admitted to university and chose a major, you once had a serious talk with me. You said that my life is my own, and I should think carefully about any choice I make, and don’t regret it when I make a decision. Work hard, you will support, assist, and remind, but you will never decide my life for me.Dad, do you know how much those words shocked me back then?Before college, I actually lived without confidence. When I saw the picture of other people’s family being happy, my heart hurt like a knife, and I instinctively avoided it. Even after my depression improved, that disaster still appeared in my dreams from time to time. I have thought about it, so be it, avoiding the crowd and living your life in your own shell is fine, isn’t my sister just like that, I am quite envious.It was you who made me change this erroneous notion. It was because of you that I chose psychology as a major, and I decided to heal my sister. How can all these things be covered by a sentence of gratitude?

In fact, you have long existed in my heart like a biological father, but I realized it later. The deliberate alienation of you for so many years is what I regret most now.

In the past, I always felt that there was a choice in everything, but after returning to China, I experienced some things, which made me understand that there are really some things in this world that cannot be chosen, so I decided to face it head-on.Although there may be some small risks in this matter, please rest assured that the reason why I made this decision was not because of a momentary show of arrogance and impulsiveness. I can be responsible for my own life, and it is because of my responsibility that I have to go to end it myself. These things.

So, Dad, after reading this letter, please don't be in a hurry, and don't ask anyone, wait until I come back, okay?This is the last time. I will give you a complete explanation when I come back.

By the way, let me tell you something happy. Qiqi started to speak. Although she still jumped out word by word, it has already shown me the dawn of the future. I am very confident that she will recover and be with others. like the girls.You have been on business trips recently, and you will be pleasantly surprised when you have time to visit her.

One more thing I want to share with you, I found someone to spend my life with, when I get back, bring him to see you, okay?

Unknowingly, I talked more and more, so stop talking, save it and tell you face to face later.

You said that you don’t want a son like a martyr, you only need me to be safe and healthy, don’t worry, I will keep it in my heart, and I will definitely live up to your expectations!

Believe me!

Handwritten by his son Jian Ming