I have time

Back to Liancheng to settle down with his mother, Yan Yu also took this opportunity to be invited to visit the new office address of Qiancheng Technology located in Kaijing Mingzuo in the center of Liancheng City. Lease it as an office area.

The newly renovated space is stylish and spacious, full of sense of technology, and the office environment is very comfortable, which is completely incomparable to the testing center in Meichuan.

On the eve of the National Day, there was a product promotion meeting of Qiancheng Technology, which focused on the concept of relaxing at home, and all the promotions were electronic products that assist housework, such as food processors, cleaning robots, vacuum cleaners and so on.

As his boss, Yan Sinian pressed Yan Yu not to let him go, and forced him to experience the high-end office environment in the new location for two weeks until the end of the product promotion meeting.

It is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal!Mr. Wei, just watch, this time his mother is back, and the carrots and olive branches have been thrown out, there is no reason why he can't come back!

Uncle Yan is waiting for the internal change application from the testing center, and each batch does not have Yan Yu's name, which is even more frustrating than encountering difficult technical problems, and because of this, I don't know how many people have been picked up by Wei Zongbai Joke look.

As a young man, you always have big ideals and stubbornness as your backbone. Anyway, no one can escape where the labor contract is signed, so I will transfer you back sooner or later.Wei Qiancheng patted Mr. Yan's drooping shoulder comfortingly, showing a confident smile.

***

In a blink of an eye, Yi Chengfeng has been back for almost half a year, and the time has passed from late spring to late autumn, but his excessive inferiority complex has not improved at all. He refuses to join any classmate groups, and does not communicate with anyone, even if someone happens to be on the way Walking across from him, he can do things like selective blindness.

Yan Yu is an academic and technical person, so he tried his best not to disturb him, hoping that he would heal himself one day, and even bought a bunch of psychology books on returning to society and embracing a better life to study carefully. After studying it, I rarely see myself at a loss.

He also compared his state of mind after the injury, and felt that it probably belonged to the same kind of mentality. In the first one or two years, he was afraid of meeting people, wishing that the whole world would not know him.

One or two years, is it still that long?

How did he gradually get used to it later? It should be because he returned to Meichuan and met Yi Chengfeng in the Experimental Middle School.

That year, he discovered that after he was unable to walk, he still retained the subjective feeling of happiness.

Therefore, the conclusion should be that there must be someone he trusts enough to help him, and this person should take the initiative and have a thicker skin.

Could this person be me?

Yan Yu sighed, and closed the more than 700-page "Reshaping Dreams: Starting Over From Scratch".

Thick-skinned, thick-skinned...

He touched the phone and called up the familiar number. After hesitating for a moment, he gave up clicking the dial button. After all, he had been blocked all the time, and he would not be able to get it if he dialed a thousand times.

Putting on his coat, he took out a handful of coins from the coin box and held them in his hand. Yan Yu turned his head and looked at the clock. It was almost ten o'clock. There was a coin-operated phone booth downstairs, so he decided to go out and try it out.

The unadorned waiting sound, beeping like a sound wave saw on his beating heart, numb and itchy, a little bit of excitement of anticipation, but also a little worry of disappointment.

Thick-skinned, no matter what, I just want to drag him to chat for a while, if the atmosphere is not so bad, maybe we can make an appointment for a meal.

"Hello?" Yi Chengfeng asked hesitantly through the receiver, just like all phone owners who receive calls from strangers.

"It's me, Yan Yu. I—"

The phone booth without a glass door faced the street, and a large truck that was banned during the day passed by on the road. The roar followed by the dim headlights came from behind, drowning his voice indistinctly.

"What are you! What time is it? Where's the phone number? Why are you running out and wandering around in the middle of the night when you're not at home sleeping!"

As soon as he said five words, the other party spat out a long string without stopping.

"Why do you keep your new phone if you don't use it to make calls? Is it a table?" Xu Shi suddenly realized that Yan Yu's phone number was blocked by him and he couldn't get in. Yi Chengfeng's clamor finally lost some confidence. And angry, "Isn't it something urgent that you won't send a message? You hurry home! Send me a text message when you enter the door!"

Click, the other party hung up, and the machine spat out a large pile of coins that hadn't had time to be spent, and pinched the palm of his hand so painfully.

Yan Yu rubbed his tense face, it was so difficult to get thick——

He had no choice but to go home. As soon as he entered the apartment building, a text message came into his mobile phone: Are you home?

In the dialog box, all the sentences above are his own one-way speech on the right side, which also includes a photo of a small balance ornament he took while carving and carving more than a month ago. I can fully see how a piece of wood turns into a decent shape little by little, without waiting for a word from the other party!

Just as Yan Yu was about to reply, he saw a wreck that the other party had withdrawn the message.

Do you have to be so awkward?

Well, I'm very generous, and I don't care about you.

He turned to the front camera, took a blurry photo of himself from the neck down in the entrance and sent it, PS: I'm here.

Yi Chengfeng was still trembling with his thumbs regretting the cheapness he had just done, and accidentally clicked on the picture that the other party had just sent.

Dead Xiaoyan, who dared to run outside in cold weather while wearing pajama pants, if he can't help you, it's also a part of his body, so he can't cherish it?

He was so angry that he was very devoted, and suddenly thought, it's none of your business?

Do you think that when you were still classmates, you could pick people up from the street and bring them home, but now you don’t even have a home.

***

Yan Yu stared at the receipt notification on his phone, only two months later, and it was 2 yuan.

Is Yi Chengfeng selling blood?

He called Su Yile, "What is your brother up to lately?"

"Brother Yan Yu!" Su Yile actually had a tone of 'you are the great savior of the people', "You, are you not angry with him? That's good..."

"Why am I mad at him?"

It's true that they haven't been in touch for a while, but that's because Yi Chengfeng unilaterally ended diplomatic relations. Maybe this made Su Yile think that he was angry and didn't plan to find Yi Chengfeng again, but the fact is that he couldn't find him. .

"No, that, my brother doesn't go home very much recently, he lives outside."

Yan Yu frowned, "Outside?"

"Ah." Su Yile was a little anxious, not knowing where to start, "That is, he said he was helping a friend with a business, and it was not convenient for him to go back and forth, so he lived outside, but..."

"What friend?" Yan Yu immediately grasped the point.

He basically knew all of Yi Chengfeng's former friends. He had never heard of anyone asking him for help in doing business, and even if he asked him, he would never go.

If it wasn't for those, his palms were covered with cold sweat, could it be that he met him in Meiheling in the past few years? !

"He didn't tell me the details." Su Yile hesitated, as if he was weighing whether or not to say, how much to say, and finally made up his mind, "Brother Yan Yu, I think those people may not be very good ...I also ran into it by accident, maybe I knew it from inside...I dare not tell my second aunt and uncle that they are not in good health...Brother Yan Yu, no one can control my brother except you, can you Can't talk about him..."

"Where does he live now? Do you know the address?"

As Yan Yu brother who is trusted by others, he feels so desolate, what eye do you have, kid Lele, to see that I can control him?It is clear that the person he rejects the most is me.

But the current situation is obviously swaying to the edge of danger, even if it is a mantis' arm, he must take care of it.

"I don't know now, I'll find a way to get the address and tell you."

"Don't worry too much, your brother is not that kind of person." Yan Yu felt like saying this to himself, "If you find him, I will take him back."

***

There is an area west of Meihe River called Hexi, which is about half an hour's drive from the test center. Because it is adjacent to Meichuan University of Technology, Yan Yu is no stranger to this area.

After getting off the taxi, he found Heyan Xilijia No. 8 according to the address Su Yile sent him. The property management in the community was so-so, probably only focusing on collecting parking fees, and didn't care about pedestrians coming in and out.

Yi Chengfeng's temporary residence is located in the innermost part of the community. It is a six-story slab building for relocated households. Unlike several high-rise commercial buildings in good locations, even the facades are simply painted.

He is a tenant here?Borrow?Or some kind of den...Yan Yu didn't dare to think about it, he just wanted to find him and bring him back.

Su Yile's information only covers this building in detail, and no one knows exactly where Yi Chengfeng lives.

Yan Yu took out his mobile phone and wanted to send him a message, but felt that this was a typical behavior of scaring the snake. The other party knew he was coming, and [-]% would not show up again.

Perhaps the only effective way is to wait and see.

This wait lasted for more than three hours, and Yi Chengfeng didn't even wait for a hair of his hair.

Just as he was about to leave, he saw a man jumping out of a unit, holding a plastic bag and squatting on the edge of the building to feed the stray dogs. A group of dirty little guys with different furs and colors appeared from every corner as if in response. When they came out, they gathered together to grab the bones and leftovers in the plastic bag, and there were six or seven of them squeezed together.

The dog feeder was a young man, who looked no older than Su Yile, wearing an army green jacket with exaggerated sequin prints sewn on the back. Looking closely, it was a cursive word Ninja. I don’t know how old he is. What the fuck.

Probably what attracted Yan Yu's attention was not the ninja youth, but a particularly fierce one among the group of Wang Xing people, with a black body and only a handful of white hairs the size of a coin on his forehead. The biggest of the pack of dogs.

The big black dog came a little later, but jumped into the group of dogs, so startled that the other dogs had to take a few steps back to make way for the best dining spot, a typical bully style.Moreover, no dog protested or organized a beating against this kind of behavior. It was a habitual appearance, which showed that this dog had not been so arrogant for a day or two.

After occupying the best position, the big black dog was not in a hurry to eat, but raised its head and barked a few times in the direction of the courtyard wall behind the building.

After a while, a dirty curly-haired white dog slowly came along the wall, stopped and stopped, looked highly myopic and did not wear invisibility, and his steps were not very coordinated. It looked like he was hungry for food. Damn that guy.

The big black dog had been waiting for it to rub against it, and then leaned its head to enjoy a delicious supper with it, and used its stalwart body to protect it from being crowded by other dogs.

Yan Yu stared at this scene, and there was a faint sour taste in his nasal cavity, as if he had taken a big mouthful of bubbly ice lime soda that had just been opened.

After all, from the appearance of these two, they don't look like the kind that are related by blood. Moreover, the weak little white dog is too dirty, and the curly hair on the forehead is congealed into strands by the food soup from how many days ago , the white hair all over his body is like a dirty carpet that has been stepped on by countless people, and his true color is almost gone.

Inexplicably, Yan Yu developed some kind of strange sympathy for this little beggar of Wang Xing.

"You, you are not, are you from here, are you?" Seeing this handsome boy in a wheelchair watching a dog snatching food with such complete devotion, the ninja youth was somewhat curious, even his own fluent He didn't really mind the words, and took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Yan Yu. After all, in terms of physical defects, there is nothing for him to feel inferior in front of the other party if he stutters.

Yan Yu turned to look at him, "No, I'm here to find someone."

"Then why, how do you talk to here, here, here—"

Yan Yu was afraid that he would not be able to hold his breath, so he continued, "I don't know which room he lives in."

The young man with the word Ninja slapped his thigh, saying that he knew Zhang, Wang, Li, and Zhao in the southeast, north, and north before the demolition of this area, and immediately asked Yan Yu what kind of person he was looking for, maybe he knew it.

"24," Yan Yu raised his hand to compare his height, and felt that he might not be tall enough, "I'm a head taller than you, he likes to wear black, smokes, a local...he just lived here not long ago, you probably don't know him."

After weighing it, he still didn't directly say Yi Chengfeng's name.

"What do you mean, this person looks like Brother Feng?"

Yan Yu was startled, "Which Brother Feng, is his surname Yi?"

The young man with the word Ninja scratched his head, "I don't know the surname, it's Feng, brother Feng... you, who are you?"

"Friend, do you know where he lives?"

The other party raised his hand and pointed, "On the third floor, that, that window, dead, the one with Luluo."

Green radishes can feed to death, what kind of feng shui is this?

"Is he not at home?" The lights were dark, as if there was no one there.

"Come on, go out with Brother Wan to do some errands, but he's not here!" Gritting his teeth, the young man began to fumble in his pocket, "I, I have the key, why don't you go upstairs and wait?"

"No, the elevator." After sending out the invitation, he remembered that the other party had a handicap.

"No need, I'll just wait here."

Yan Yu felt that this child should have no intentions, a stranger who met for the first time could be brought into the house with just a word of friend, and talking to him more might bring out some situations that Yi Chengfeng didn't want to talk about.

"They seem to be very busy recently? There is a lot of work."

"Ah, ah! People nowadays, no, they are particular, and they don't pay back the money they owe, so much!" The young man who endured the word didn't rush away after feeding the dog, and chatted with Yan Yu while picking up a stick bone to tease a little dog.

There are many people who owe money and do not pay back, so they are very busy?This is... help/person/collect/debt?

Yan Yu raised his hand and rubbed the brows that subconsciously frowned, "Isn't this job dangerous?" While talking, he took out his mobile phone, clicked on the search engine and entered: debt collection company working method

A lot of search results with popular keywords popped up below, Yan Yu scanned them at a glance, gathered many people to intimidate, stalked each other for 24 hours, harassed and stalked on the spot... There are other unspeakable side-ball behaviors, see Derenda was covered in cold sweat at night.

The ninja youth turned his head and looked over, seemingly alert, "You, what's the matter?"

"Someone owed me money and didn't pay it back." Yan Yu answered very naturally, so saying that is not a lie.

The little vigilance on the other party's face disappeared in an instant, as if the manager saw a business opportunity, he moved his legs and squatted over to Yan Yu, "Then you should, look, Brother Wan, it's up to you! Friends, friends can Discount."

Yan Yu moved his fingers between his eyebrows to his temples, chatting with the kid, he didn't see how he could bear it at all, his mouth was so bald, there wasn't much trick here, he got on the pole and burrowed in.

After a while, Yan Yu roughly figured out that Brother Wan should be the leader of their group, and it seemed that he had registered some kind of company, as if it was a thing.

Brother Wan is actually not surnamed Wan, and some people call him Myna. Of course, his parents are not that fertile, but his nickname is "Eighty Wan".In their circle, there are very few people who directly use the name on the ID card. It seems that Yi Chengfeng is called Brother Feng.

Brother Feng was called that by them, and Yan Yu still didn't feel comfortable hearing it. It didn't mean the same thing as Liu Kaidi and the others.

This Brother Wan should also be someone who came here. Most of the people who work under him are delinquent young people who have not successfully returned to society. It is said that his standards for employing people are quite strict, but not everyone wants them. It seems that Brother Feng is more popular.

Forbearance young man, oh no, now Yan Yu knows his nickname and calls him Qizi!The wine screwdriver, well, the name is very random.

The screwdriver is not qualified enough to go out with Wan Ge to do errands, so he can only stay in the den and do odd jobs. He is not good enough to help the company expand its business, so when encountering customers like Yan Yu who come to him, his service attitude is particularly enthusiastic.

"I, I'll make a call to Brother Feng, wait, wait." The screwdriver took out his mobile phone and dialed, "... Hey, someone is looking for you. Friends, friends, I want debts... huh?"

The screwdriver glanced at Yan Yu, "Yes, it's the legs... Oh, I've been waiting for you for hours! That's fine!"

After hanging up the phone, the screwdriver was a little disappointed, "Brother Feng said that he was not free and would not come back, you, don't wait! Come back!"

Yan Yu sighed silently, and felt that since the call was made, Yi Chengfeng would not come back even if he wanted to, and it was too late to hide from him, and there was really no point in waiting any longer.

"Well, I'll be leaving first. If you meet him, please tell him, and I'll come to him tomorrow." Yan Yu glanced at the little white dog sleeping under the wall, turned his wheelchair and left up.

Ten meters away, Yi Chengfeng came out from the corner of another building, pulled off the hood covering his head, and watched Yan Yu's back gradually go away.

He swayed to the place where Yan Yu had just stopped, raised his foot and kicked the screwdriver's buttocks, "Follow him, don't let anyone find out, and come back when he gets home safely!"

The screwdriver slapped his ass and ran away. This kid used to be a thief. He was controlled by the gang for many years. After he came out, he followed Brother Wan and didn't have any family members. Although he couldn't speak well, he was good at following people. .

Yi Chengfeng was not in a hurry to go upstairs, leaning against the gable wall lit a cigarette and smoked slowly, he moved his foot and accidentally rubbed the little white dog's paw, the little dog whimpered and screamed twice Voice.

The black dog next to it straightened its neck and bowed its waist and barked at him, probably to tell him to get away, or he will bite him!

Yi Chengfeng narrowed his eyes, thinking it was quite interesting.

"You are guarding this little thing that is about to play, what are you trying to do? Will it be your wife when it grows up? It's not a kind of dog!"

He picked up the little white dog and looked at it, his posture was a little disgusted, after all, it was so dirty, "Tsk tsk, look, it's a male! No wife—"

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Do you still remember the big devil and the little prince?

Many years later, the background of the mobile phone that Brother Feng used when he met Mr. Yan was a photo of them~