old man

After the woman handed her ex-husband's clothes to Qi Zheng, she went into the kitchen to cook noodles.

Qi Zheng quickly changed his clothes and came out. When he saw the woman eating at this time, he couldn't help saying: "Why are you eating now? Your stomach is not good."

The woman glanced at Qi Zheng: "My stomach is okay, you remember wrongly."

Qi Zheng was a little surprised, he had known the woman for so long, he instinctively remembered that she had a bad stomach, but he didn't know where this certainty came from.

Just instinct.

He didn't stay at the woman's house for long, she felt uncomfortable staying in the same space with him, and Qi Zheng didn't force it.

After he got out of the woman's house, he returned to the car, saw a large area of ​​wetness on the passenger seat, and then saw the heavy rain outside, and was upset.

On the way home, Qi Zheng passed that road again, and he saw that old man at the bus stop again.

The other party grabbed the umbrella, and through layers of rain curtains, his pale face hit Qi Zheng's heart fiercely.

He subconsciously covered his chest, and there were bursts of throbbing pain inside, which made him frown.

When he reacted, he had already lowered the car window, and said in a somewhat fierce tone: "Why are you still here!"

The old man didn't hear his question, he just stared blankly at the broken wallet in his hand.

Qi Zheng gave a heavy "tsk", and finally got out of the car in the rain, ran to the bus stop, and looked down at the old man.

The old man only felt a pair of long legs appearing in front of him, and looking up along the legs, it turned out to be his younger brother.

He wet his eyes spinelessly, and said, "Your photo...is gone."

Qi Zheng felt that this person was talking nonsense inexplicably, but soon, he found that the other person's face was flushed, and when he touched his forehead again, he had a fever.

The old man was taken to the hospital for an injection in a daze. Qi Zheng asked where his home was, and he said dazedly.

When Qi Zheng carried the old man up to the fifth floor of the old-fashioned residential area without stairs, he was sweating from exhaustion.

He didn't find the key on the old man, subconsciously, he groped behind the upside-down lucky character pasted on the door, and found a key for him.

When he opened it, he froze.

As if he had pushed the door countless times, this scene appeared many times.

But not in his memory, he had obviously never been to this place.

He found the bedroom, found the wardrobe, and took out clothes that were obviously not suitable for the old man's size.

It's not that there are no old men's clothes in the closet, but strangely, Qi Zheng chose clothes that were obviously young people's and put them on for the old man.

Perhaps it was also because the old man had too few clothes, only a few scattered pieces.

Qi Zheng reached out to touch the old man's face, trying to check the temperature.

The old man suddenly murmured: "Xiaozhen..."

Qi Zheng was startled, and subconsciously felt that the other party was calling him, and he was calling him a little affectionately.

He curled his lips, but he didn't feel disgusted, he just felt a little weird.

Seeing that the old man was burned like this, Qi Zheng took off his coat and went to the kitchen.

When the body reacted by itself, it had already washed the rice and was ready to stew porridge.

Qi Zheng stared at the pot in front of him like sleepwalking.

He didn't even understand what he was doing, he obviously wanted to leave, but when he came back to his senses, the porridge was already prepared.

Holding the spoon, he reflected on his meddling with a sullen face.

But when he opened the refrigerator and saw that it was full of beer, he still became angry.

After the porridge was cooked, he went to the shoe cabinet to get his shoes, because his leather shoes were soaked and he could no longer wear them.

I didn't expect much at first, but I really gave him a pair of sneakers that fit well.

But the style is obviously very ordinary, but he likes it so much that he can't wait to wear it directly.

Qi Zheng looked at the room with a strange expression, and there were evil doors everywhere.