Flight of the Bumblebee

Interestingly, it was the same driver on the way back.

The radio in the car was changed, and Faye Wong's singing echoed in the small car.

"When will the bright moon come...Ask the wine to the blue sky..."

The driver cheerfully asked him where he was going back, He Qi weakly said back to the original place, the driver said about your friend, why didn't he go with you?He Qi smiled feebly and said, "He has also returned to his original place."

Maybe because he felt that he was lacking energy, the driver cut off Faye Wong's song and turned on the music in his car, and Hacken Lee sang "Red Sun" passionately in the car.

He Qi couldn't help laughing, he looked at the black sky outside the car window, the wind and rain were coming, his ferocious smiling face was reflected on the window glass, and his vision was blurred.

After getting out of the car, he said goodbye to the kind driver.When I came to the foot of the long slope, I remembered that I would not be able to go back today anyway. In typhoon days, it was too dangerous to be on the roof.I have to resign from the company on Monday, hand over the work clearly, and call my dad to say that I am coming back. What do I do next?Anyway, I can't go back. By the way, I have to find a hotel nearby to deal with it overnight.What do you do with the furniture after you leave?Let's leave it to the landlord, or throw it all away, anyway, his luggage can only fill a suitcase.What about Xing Yan's stuff, does he still want that piano?It was something Niu Niu left him. Although it was not something valuable, it was not good to just throw it away. How could I give it to him?He probably won't be able to wear the clothes I bought for him... Really... The tears kept flowing...

By the way, I have to tell the landlord that I am moving out.

He Qi came to the downstairs of the landlord's house in a daze, rang the doorbell of his house, and a man's voice with a Cantonese accent rang through the intercom: "Hello, who is it?"

"I'm a resident on the roof, and I have something to tell you."

"Okay..." The other side responded, unlocked the door, and said, "Come up."

In fact, just say a word, you don't need to say it face to face.He Qi thought so, and walked up through the open anti-theft door.

He stood at the door of the landlord's house, knocked on the door, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy came out, glanced at him, turned his head and shouted inside: "Dad! Someone is looking for you!"

The potbellied landlady Mr. Ta came out with a pair of slippers. As he walked, he said, "He Sheng, why are you late?"

He Qi said: "That's right, I'm moving out, I want to come over and talk to you."

"Oh, it's so urgent, it's okay to talk about it tomorrow."

He Qi looked at the clock on the wall, it was already nine o'clock, and it was not too late, but due to the typhoon, the shops outside closed early, so the night came even faster.

"I just want to ask you, I don't plan to take the furniture away, should I throw it away or leave it there?"

The landlord looked at him with a calculating look unique to a businessman, and He Qi said, "If you can keep it there, I won't charge you anything, okay? It's too much trouble to throw it away."

The landlord seemed a bit troubled and said: "That house is very difficult to rent out. Since you want to keep the furniture, you can keep it. He Sheng, when will you move? I will take my son up to see if there is any need for help." ?”

Knowing that he wanted to go up to check whether He Qi had caused any damage, although he felt a little dissatisfied, he still said: "I will leave before next Friday, and you can come up at any time."

He went downstairs from the landlord and stood under the long slope at the corner of the street, looking from a distance, but he could not see the shadow of the tin roof.

He Qi found a fairly clean hotel room, went in and lay down.It was very dark outside the window, and the wind was getting stronger and stronger. He lay on the bed and looked at his phone for a while, but the phone shut down automatically due to insufficient power, and there was no power in the power bank.He plugged his phone into the socket by the bed and turned it off to charge.The typhoon landed earlier than expected. At eleven o'clock, he heard the howling of the strong wind. The wind and rain seemed to be fighting in the street, hurting innocent people along the way. Sounds on the road.No one would be on the street at this moment, it was too dangerous, even the street lamps on the street could not be spared, and they wobbled down.

He Qi lay on the white sheets under the dim light, feeling an unparalleled sense of security, and gradually fell asleep in the whistling and raging typhoon.

The time went back to nine o'clock, and He Qi was standing at the door of the landlord's house, looking at the clock on the wall, while Xing Yan and his party were sitting in Wang Sheng's car, each with their own thoughts, without saying a word.

Xing Yan looked out of the window with dull eyes, Shi Leping sat with him in the back seat, and Wang Sheng frequently watched them through the rearview mirror.

All were silent.

There were fewer cars on the street than usual, and the typhoon was approaching. Many people hid at home, but some people came out desperately to have fun.

They didn't come to have fun, and the word "joy" could hardly be found in the car at this time.

Shi Leping glanced at Xing Yan worriedly, and called him tentatively: "A Yan."

Xing Yan didn't answer him.

The scenery outside the window was reflected in his eyes, it was dead gray and white, high-rise buildings were falling towards him, the wind was beating on the car window, he couldn't hear any sound, this airtight space was about to suffocate him.Shi Leping held out his hand to him hesitantly, Xing Yan suddenly cried out holding his head, unconsciously venting his emotions.Shi Leping was frightened, he grabbed his hands and turned Xing Yan to face him, trying to calm him down.Xing Yan's head fell limply on the car window, his eyes seemed to be dead, dry without any tears.

Wang Sheng saw this scene with worried eyes, and he said, "Should we see a doctor, he doesn't seem to be in the right condition."

Xing Yan's lips opened and closed gently, Shi Leping frowned and leaned to his ears, but didn't hear what he was saying.

Soon he closed his mouth, without blinking his eyes, and leaned limply against the car door.

Shi Leping held one of his hands, touched his forehead with the other, and said softly: "A Yan, I'm your brother, did you hear that?" Xing Yan didn't respond at all, he continued: "I'm going to take you back to Germany for treatment. There are medical conditions and a sanatorium with a better environment. Mom is no longer there, so you don't have to be afraid of anything...you don't have to be afraid of anything..." He said while turning Xing Yan held his head in his arms, and looked out of the black window with tears all over his face.

Xing Yan remained motionless, letting him hold her with no expression on his face.

After arriving at the hotel room where Shi Leping was, they let Xing Yan be alone in the room, and the two stood in the corridor to discuss what to do.

Wang Sheng said: "His appearance is very wrong. It must be some kind of stimulation during his wandering. I called a medical team to come over and temporarily stabilize his mood with drugs. What do you think?"

Shi Leping leaned against the wall of the corridor, obviously not getting out of the emotion just now, he murmured: "When we met last time, his behavior was normal, I didn't expect him to become like this..." He He raised his head and asked Wang Sheng: "Can we call the medical team now? The typhoon is coming, I'm afraid no one will come over."

"It's okay, I'll call and ask." Wang Sheng took out his mobile phone from his pocket while talking.

Shi Leping reminded him: "By the way, call a psychiatrist."

Wang Sheng said: "Don't worry, I know how to do it." He took the phone and walked away.

Shi Leping returned to his room along the corridor, opened the door, and there was no one inside.

The room was empty, the windows were open, and the wind had blown the white curtains almost to the ceiling.

Xing Yan is not here.

Just as Shi Leping was anxiously holding Wang Sheng in the corridor of the hotel, a red Porsche drove slowly by the side of the road, and a hand with bright red nail polish stretched out from the closed window.The owner of the hand beckoned softly to the man walking aimlessly in the strong wind, the man stopped, the car door opened, he hesitated for a moment, and got into a car of a strange woman on the street where fallen leaves danced wildly. .

The woman's car drove away quickly.

Xing Yan leaned against the car door and looked out the window blankly.

The corner of the woman's mouth was raised slightly, her index finger tapped the steering wheel intentionally or unintentionally, and she glanced at the man's face from time to time.

She spoke suddenly, with the seemingly inadvertent temptation of a mature woman in her tone: "It's so late, where are you going to go? I think you're out of your mind, it's not because you're broken in love."

This is her prey, the woman watched his side face carefully, and couldn't help but burst into joy, now she made the right bet.

The lights on the road were dim, and only a tall figure could be seen walking on the sidewalk.At first I thought it was a homeless man, but when I got closer, I realized that it was a young man under the age of 30, with deep facial features, and his appearance was very suitable for her, so she stopped him without hesitation.

In this city full of desires, she is a hunter walking alone in the lonely night.

Seeing that Xing Yan didn't pay attention to her, she changed her tone and said, "It's so windy, it's hard to go. Are you kicked out by your family? Or are you in a bad mood and want to go shopping?"

Xing Yan turned to look at her, then retracted his gaze, and silently lowered his head.

The woman put the car on the automatic transmission, she quietly extended her hand to Xing Yan, and suddenly placed it on his lap, her eyes flowed, and she said to him with a gentle smile: "If you have nowhere to go, I can take you there A great place."

In the dark night, the dome light was not turned on inside the car, and an ambiguous air flowed in the dark and cramped space, completely different from the atmosphere outside the car.With the faint light, Xing Yan gradually saw the woman's face clearly.

It was a woman in her thirties, mature, beautiful, sexy, rich, and looked very cultivated.Wearing a short skirt that covers her hips, with white thighs underneath, her breasts are proudly raised, and she is wearing exquisite makeup. She is a woman who can attract everyone's attention no matter where she goes.

Her slender, fair hands were now resting on Xing Yan's lap, and they were moving upwards.

As if he suddenly woke up from a dream, he leaned back in surprise and leaned heavily on the car door.

"I'm getting out of the car!"

The red Porsche made a piercing brake sound on the road. Xing Yan opened the door and got out of the car in a panic.

As if he had experienced a black nightmare, cold sweat broke out all over his body, and his body became cold when he was blown by the strong wind.

To put it simply, it is like meeting a beautiful female ghost in a deep ancient house, who breathed out cold air from her red lips fiercely, and he panicked and ran away with his life.

From the moment He Qi left with his back turned to him, after going through this thrilling experience, he finally regained consciousness.

I don't know where I am, and there are no signs around me.Xing Yan recited He Qi's address silently in his heart, and walked in one direction relying on his years of wandering experience in various cities.

The violent wind and rain fell on him mercilessly, and almost knocked him down.

He walked on the road, moving his feet with difficulty.