I have time

Yan Yu leaned his wheelchair to the side of the road and stopped, grabbing a lamppost next to the steps and trying to stand up. Of course, it was useless for him to stand up, and he still couldn't get up the steps and chase after him, but this was a big death That's what I have to do!

The street light pole is no worse than the black iron fence of the old house of the Yan family. It is quite old and thick, and it is not suitable for grasping and borrowing. So this little young master who is a monster can barely get out of the seat, his knees soften and his hands slip, and he directly Kneel down towards the steps.

The speed of somersaults is not comparable to that of the second level of the country, so even if Yi Chengfeng threw away his cell phone and cigarettes and ran back, he still couldn't help but watch him fall himself.

"You fucking... nonsense!"

Yi Chengfeng knelt down to help him, but he raised his hand and slapped his paw away.

Yan Yu turned around and sat on the steps stubbornly, with his hands propped behind his back, his chest rising and falling, "Can't you see me? Why don't you care about me!"

He straightened his legs, and then raised his hands to look. When he fell, his palms were on the ground, and the heels of both hands were scratched, and there was a lot of dust on the wounds.

"Wait here!" Yi Chengfeng ran to the grocery store across the road to buy water, then ran back and pinched his wrist to wash his wound, "It's not serious, don't wrap the gauze, it will heal soon... ..."

He drank the remaining water directly into the mouth of the bottle, and got up to help Yan Yu back into the wheelchair.

"Don't worry about it, I like to watch the scenery here, if you want to go, just go!"

Yi Chengfeng stared at him with his hips on his hips, his eyeballs were sore, and Yan Yu didn't raise his head to give him a glance, so he had no choice but to sit down beside him and try to persuade him, he's the worst damn thing at this!

"How old do you think you are? Can you stop being so willful like a child? What kind of scenery do you come here in the middle of the night, because you are afraid that the robbers will not see you?"

"Why are you ignoring me?!" Yan Yu turned to look at him, his eyes flickering slightly, "You plan to pretend that you don't know me from now on and ignore me again, right?"

This kind of questioning with trembling endings contained anger, but it was more of a grievance. It was really uncomfortable to hear, and it made him look like a scumbag who started to mess up and ended up giving up!

Yi Chengfeng then lit a cigarette, let out a long breath, and lowered his voice, "You said that all of you are staring at me, how many years have passed, and the things in your last life are all fucking over... Don't always cheat corpses in front of my eyes, and make my life uneasy..."

This means that he is already cold in the other party's heart?He did almost die back then, some bastard brought him back in his dream!

"What in this previous life? You're back now! You're back, we're still the same as before, I've been..."

Yi Chengfeng interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and dense smoke floated between the two, "Maybe I made a mistake at the beginning, we are not in the same world at all, I am going back, what should I say?" The place to go, you too, don't get involved in the muddy water here, go back to your Liancheng and find a job, and the white-collar and gold-collar workers will be more comfortable in the future... Get to know each other, I still hope that you will be better."

He turned his head and sneered at Yan Yu, "Young master, you should grow up too, right? Even a man like me can't coax a child for a lifetime."

Yan Yu's face turned red, and he was just about to say something.

"Brother!" Su Yile ran around the corner, as if he was looking for someone along the way, "Brother Yan Yu? Also—"

When Yi Chengfeng left, he said he would not take him to play, but not long after, he made an inexplicable phone call to ask him to come out, halfway through the call, he still didn't explain the reason, which made him worry and rush to find out for a long time, what would happen to him? On the contrary, he felt that he was a little in the way.

With outsiders around, Yan Yu didn't say what he said after all.

"Over there, get my phone back—" Yi Chengfeng pointed to the place where he was forced to throw away both of them just now by the young master who is a big demon, and gave Su Yile a job.

"When you've seen enough scenery later, I'll ask him to take you home." Yi Chengfeng held Yan Yu's armpits and helped him into the wheelchair. In the past, he rarely used such an unfamiliar posture, as if he was moving A large luggage.

Yan Yu was so angry that he turned into a small puffer fish, panting hard and unable to speak.

"Hurry up and go home after sending people off." Yi Chengfeng turned his head and told Su Yile, before turning his head and walking back.

Su Yile found the phone, hopped over from the grass with long hands and long legs, and rubbed the screen of the phone on the leg of his trousers, "Fortunately, it fell on the grass, and it didn't break at all—"

Before he finished speaking, the phone was already in Yan Yu's hand, huh?

Yan Yu raised his hand and threw the phone at the back of the person who was leaving gracefully. Bang, the fuselage hit the back of Yi Chengfeng's head accurately, and slapped, a spider web screen fell to the ground.

Su Yile: "..."

Yi Chengfeng's back froze, and it took several seconds before he turned around, leaned over and picked up the phone, lowered his eyes and mourned for three seconds, then looked up, "Give me something later, please give me a squeak first."

He put the disfigured mobile phone in his fart pocket, and continued to walk away.

In the taxi, Su Yile carefully looked at the cold face beside him.

"Brother Yan Yu...well, actually my brother...hey...you know that guy, he's quite shameless, all of you are pretty good, he..."

Yan Yu lowered his eyelashes, "No one looks down on him."

"I know that, but if you give him some more time, he will definitely have to get used to it when he comes back. He has changed a lot in the past few years. For example, he used to never wake up in the morning. Now he opens his eyes at six o'clock. The alarm clock is on..."

Yan Yu stopped talking, and the light from the street lamp outside the window hit his porcelain-white cheeks in wave after wave as the car drove by, cutting those sorrows into blurred and mottled patterns.

Is it because I was too impatient, I waited day by day, and finally waited for the person to come out, so I took it for granted that he was still keeping the same pace as them.

Su Yile thought he was still angry, and continued, "He hasn't been looking for a job very well recently, so he must be feeling uncomfortable. Brother Yan Yu, please bear with him, he didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable."

"If you don't believe me, look," the super traitor turned around and forgot who he grew up with, took out his phone and sold his brother cheap, "Just sent me a text message saying that you probably didn't eat dinner, let me I'll take you somewhere to eat something before going back."

He can still send text messages after the phone is broken like that. His skills are really good.

"I've eaten." Yan Yu lied, "Wait for me here, I'll go up and get something."

Yan Yu returned to the apartment and dug out a prototype of the product line for them to test. Although it was not sold through regular channels, it was brand new.

After thinking about it, he simply opened the packing box, took out his mobile phone card and inserted it into the new machine, and exported the data to clear it.

"It just so happens that I want to change my mobile phone, so let's take this back and give him a few days to use." With a cracked screen like that, sending a text message will probably smooth out the calluses.

Su Yile took Yan Yu's cell phone home and gave it to his brother.

"Pay for someone else's stuff and pay for an old one?" This one was also quite shameless, as if his was new.

"Maybe it's because I'm afraid of giving you a new one and you're too embarrassed to ask for it." He wasn't short of money either.

The two brothers' room was quite cramped. Before Yi Chengfeng came back, Su Xianghui found someone to buy a bunk bed, and Su Yile took the initiative to sleep on the upper bunk.This kind of old iron bed was not too firm, but the people on the upper bunk would make creaking noises when they turned over, so Su Yile tried to hold his body up as much as possible before falling asleep, and he couldn't control it after he fell asleep.

Yi Chengfeng lay on the bed and looked through Yan Yu's cell phone. There were five or six thousand things that were really useful, much better than his.

The machine was very clean, and there was nothing else except commonly used software. Yi Chengfeng opened the photo album in anticipation, intending to look through the trash bins that people might not have had time to empty.

Surprisingly, there is no need to dig through the trash, and the photo album is not empty.

There was a folder that took up a lot of storage, and he opened it with a shake of his hand.

There are a bunch of dusty photos inside, all of which are scenery, but of course there is no scenery, because most of the subjects are taken in one place - Meiheling Prison.

The closed gate, the snow-covered path, a bird flying over the high wall, a strand of tender grass emerging from the crevice of the stone, the moonlight half hidden by the watchtower, the prison cart transporting the prisoners...there are too many Meiheling The details, spring, summer, autumn and winter, cloudy, sunny, rainy and snowy, are all from Yi Chengfeng's unfamiliar perspective.

He scooped up the pillow and pressed it against his face, firmly suppressing the trembling in his heart, something suddenly exploded in his heart, and the sore feeling flowed all over his body.

Yan Yu has been applying for prison visits and writing letters to him all the time, he knows all this; but he doesn't know that there are so many times, after being repeatedly rejected by him, Yan Yu still came to this place very close to him , accompanied him so many times alone across the wall.

Are you a fucking idiot?I almost killed you, you know that?

No need to think about it, Yi Chengfeng also knew that these photos were left on purpose by him.

Want to say you never forget me?No no no, I don't need you to remember, you don't deserve this—

Yi Chengfeng swipe the screen to check the entire folder, then delete and empty it.

***

Hello, the number you dialed is active!

On the phone!

calling……

Yan Yu sighed deeply at the callout interface, and Yi Chengfeng took his mobile phone and blocked his number?

Is there such a shameless person...

P3 is equivalent to the project manager level. Although everyone is still working in an open space, Yan Yu's workstation is relatively spacious and independent.

After being promoted, his work content has obviously become more challenging. It is one aspect to do technology, and the more disturbing thing is to coordinate the interpersonal relationship in the project team.

He is the youngest, and he was not good at dealing with people before. During this period of time, the two product lines in charge of the project team are launching new products at the same time. People are on top of themselves, and they will settle the accounts together when evaluating performance later.

A few more weeks have passed since this busy work, and the calendar on Yan Yu's desk has turned to July, and the 7th, which is painted with a little snake, is approaching.

Fortunately, it was Saturday, although he hadn't rested for several weekends.

The phone couldn't get through, so Yan Yu clicked on the text message again: I invite you to dinner on Saturday, do you have time?

No, go to work.

Yi Chengfeng wrote back. Fortunately, it shows that the blacklisting is not all-round.

Yan Yu: Then at night, after dinner, after you get off work.

Yi Chengfeng didn't reply, Yan Yu thought in his heart that he acquiesced.

He typed in the input box: Then it's settled, I'll wait for you in front of the Dangerous Building at 06:30 on Saturday night.If you don't come, I will always wait there!

His thumb rested on the send button, and after thinking about it, he deleted the last sentence word by word and changed it to: You will definitely come, right?

"Hey! Gale! Go and carry the refrigerator down, use that packing belt, it must be down vertically, be careful not to bump it—"

Yi Chengfeng put away his mobile phone, wiped off the sweat with the towel around his neck, put on the cotton gloves again, picked up a roll of packing belt and ran up to the sixth floor.

The author has something to say:

Brother Feng's 24th birthday is coming!

Carrying the refrigerator now, and carrying my wife in the future, I can’t carry you if I carry my life~

The weather forecast is not accurate, and the heavy rain that was promised did not fall~