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Gong Jiang ran out of the bedroom, facing the fresh air, and turned on the light in the hall.

Feng Ying didn't come back. He didn't bring his keys, coat, or cell phone.

The wall clock on the wall shows that it is 2 o'clock in the middle of the night. I haven't returned home at this time, which is a very dangerous omen.

The head is like a vessel burst by boiling water, and the worries are shattered all over the place.Gong Jiang quickly rushed back to the room to get her wallet, but under the light, she saw the post-it note pasted on the bedroom door.

One after another, colorful, like colorful walls, filling the heavy and gloomy environment with color.

"Xiao Jiang is the best."

"I wish Xiaojiang will come out soon."

"Xiao Jiang must be strong."

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"I want to see Xiao Jiang's smiling face again."

"I want to be Xiao Jiang's family and stay with him, but he always rejects me."

Each sticky note has the date written on it, every word and sentence, from positive at the beginning to negative gradually, clearly recording Feng Ying's mental journey during this period.

Gong Jiang's fingertips slid across each piece of delicate handwriting, and finally stopped on yesterday's one.

"I really want to be a great hero, to protect Xiao Jiang and prevent Xiao Jiang from getting hurt."

——"Big brother, then, when I grow up, I want to be a great hero, and I will use my fists to help you drive away the bad guys and protect you."

The voice in the memory jumped into my heart, overlapping with the real words.The little boy who was rescued back then softly stroked his injured face with his short hands, and swore that the big boy who had been thinking about him today also told him his determination in a similar voice.

Gong Jiang smiled bitterly, every word and every sentence on the note paper embodies Feng Ying's good intentions, Feng Ying has been encouraging him and supporting him in a silent way.It's just that he was immersed in the siege he built, refusing to accept the warmth from the outside.

As Feng Ying said, he is really a big bastard.

He picked up the key and ran outside. Just as he stepped out of the door, he realized that the north wind was howling outside. He turned around again, grabbed the coat lying on the sofa, closed the door and ran to the stairs, suddenly thought of something, went home and took the wallet , rushed all the way downstairs and jumped into a passing taxi.

"Oh boy, it's so late, where are you going in your pajamas and slippers!"

Gong Jiang looked down and saw that he had brought all the important things, but he just didn't bring his decency - a neat and clean suit and shiny leather shoes.

He was even very sloppy, with messy hair, a beard that hadn't been cleaned for many days, pajamas that hadn't been changed in a long time, and a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol...

He laughed. It turned out that being decent was not an indispensable requirement for him. Even if he was not dressed properly, he could still go out and face other people's strange eyes.

The driver was a teacher in his fifties. He didn't mock Gong Jiang as expected, but he was full of concern in every word: "Young man, it's so cold, don't go out, go home quickly."

"Thank you." Gong Jiang reported the address of the milk tea shop where Feng Ying worked, "I have to take someone home first."

The old master knew everything, and immediately stepped on the gas pedal to the milk tea shop. Gong Jiang searched around three times, but did not see Feng Ying, and was as anxious as a shrimp in boiling water, blushing and jumping.

The old master hadn't left yet, seeing Gong Jiang going around a few times, she honked the horn to remind him, but he didn't seem to hear anything, and was still spinning around like a bored fly.The old master had to lower the window of the car, and shouted at Gong Jiang loudly while beckoning: "Young man, get in the car, don't look for it, let's go to another place to look for it!"

Gong Jiang turned her head and saw the master beckoning, and ran over belatedly: "Master, why haven't you left yet?"

"Hey, I can't rest assured that you look like this. It's freezing cold, and you are not looking for it alone. Think about where the person you are looking for usually goes and where he often goes."

Where do you often go?The inspiration passed in an instant, Gong Jiang jumped into the car and reported an address.

his company.

The bitter cold wind shattered the starlight in the sky. Gong Jiang was trembling all the time. When he arrived at his destination, he saw the figure sitting on the steps in front of the door through the gray-black glass window, curled up in a ball, motionless, like a The eternal ice sculpture, with a slight push, will fall to the ground and be smashed to pieces.

Gong Jiang jumped out of the taxi, every nerve in her body was tense, she clearly knew that she should rush forward desperately, hugged the frozen Feng Ying, and gave her infinite warmth, but her feet seemed to be deeply rooted in the ground , grew a ground of thorns, unable to walk, unable to run, he was terrified, afraid that what he would meet would be a cold corpse, just like when he suddenly said goodbye to his grandfather, he touched it lightly, and suddenly, he fell down and lost his breath. up.

"Hey boy, what are you still doing here! Is that the person you are looking for, go and take him back to the car!" The old master was nervous for him.

The trembling soul drove Gong Jiang to step forward, step by step, then a big step, and finally rushed to the steps at a sprint speed: "Feng Ying!"

He took off his coat, put it on Feng Ying decisively, and called Feng Ying's name without interruption.

"Hmm..." Feng Ying finally responded, yawned in a daze, looked up at Gong Jiang, rubbed his eyes, "Xiao Jiang, why did you come to me now, I've been waiting for you here for a long time !"

Like a tantrum kid, complaining about his parents who never came to see him.

"How about it, do you have frostbite?" Gong Jiang held his hand nervously, and unexpectedly found that his hand was like a stove, and the heat was radiating spare no effort, "Your hand is not cold?"

"I have a hot body, and my family used to say that I am a small heater." Feng Ying covered Gong Jiang's hands, "Your hands are so cold, you don't wear gloves when you come out, and I have to warm you up again, it's so troublesome."

Seeing that Feng Ying still had the energy to speak out about troubles, Gong Jiang's heart felt at ease. He hugged Feng Ying and patted Feng Ying's back lightly: "Oh, I am the one who is sorry for you."

"You did nothing wrong, why are you apologizing to me?"

Gong Jiang paused, and admitted her mistake awkwardly: "I...uh, I shouldn't ignore your feelings, it's okay, I know I was wrong, so don't make trouble, let's go home quickly."

"Oh, it's okay." Feng Ying took a breath of heat from Gong Jiang's hand and rubbed it, "I want to come here to have a look."

"What's so interesting here, it's worth not going home in the middle of the night."

"I want to see if there are gold, silver and jewels here. It's worth Xiao Jiang's leaving and still thinking about it, crying every day under the covers."

Gong Jiang wondered: "I look like someone who cries so easily?" He was just frustrated, not to the point of crying.

"Xiao Jiang has been crying all this time," Feng Ying took off the coat on his body, and hugged Gong Jiang into his arms, allowing the two of them to get the warmth of the coat at the same time, "My heart is crying, crying very sadly, ah, so I said , the world of adults is so troublesome, why do you think so much."

Yes, why do you think so much? Is it because of the vagaries of society or the complexity of people's hearts?If I have to give an answer, it is probably because I want too much.Want to be decent, want reputation, but end up with nothing, even dignity is trampled underfoot and crushed to powder.

"Ghost knows why you think so much," Gong Jiang sneered at herself, "I've already thought about it when I regained my senses."

"Xiao Jiang, you see, you don't need to wear a suit or shine your shoes, and you can go out of the house. Ah! Why did you run out in slippers? It's so troublesome, and I want to help you warm your feet." Feng Ying took off the scarf around his neck, La Gongjiang sat down, hugged Gong Jiang's feet, took off his slippers, and wrapped his bare feet with a scarf, "Look at you, you don't even think about yourself, why do you think about others?"

Gong Jiang awkwardly tried to break away from Feng Ying, but was held tightly by Feng Ying, unable to move: "I just..."

"Don't move," Feng Ying straightened his face, looking like a teacher in charge, "Now I'm talking, you have to listen carefully."

Gong Jiang couldn't laugh or cry: "...Yes, yes, Teacher Feng, please tell me."

"I saw that you were unhappy, so I came here and wanted to know why you were unhappy at that time, but I couldn't figure it out. I can obviously leave this shitty company, stay away from those villains, and develop in a better place. Why do you still look depressed? Don't interrupt," Feng Ying interrupted Gong Jiang who was about to speak, "Also, those media have framed you, what's the use of you staying at home, are you crying in bed Can the nose solve the problem? Head-on confrontation doesn’t work, you can go the wrong way. There is more than one way to solve it in this world. For example, someone robbed me of a toy before, and he didn’t listen to me when I reasoned with him. Beg for mercy, later on he didn’t dare to provoke me anymore. Boss doesn’t just refer to powerful leaders, he can also refer to people with strong fists.”

The blocked passage was violently broken in an instant, and suddenly it became clear, and patches of sunlight shone in, lighting up the darkness.Gong Jiang stared blankly at Feng Ying, clenched her fists suddenly, and smiled evenly at the corner of her mouth: "You are right, you think too much, but you forget the most basic things."

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