life after death

That look was like a blow to the head, and Chen Yilin's courage was blown away. His mind was blank at that time, and it was the stabbing pain on his neck that brought him back to his senses.

Just now, my hands were shaking so much that I cut my neck.

That spot of blood caused people to scream again, Chen Yilin turned his head back and shouted: "Don't come over!"

It seemed that he was speaking to the group of old men and women, but Su Junping miraculously stopped in his tracks.At that moment, Su Junping stopped in his tracks, apparently unable to see clearly but as if he had a tacit understanding.

He knew that sentence was meant for him.

At most, those old people rely on the traditional virtues to rely on the old to sell the old, but they didn't expect to meet the real one. The old man who was shaking like a sieve finally found out that he had made an ugly face, and his purple face flushed all of a sudden: "Forget it!" ... Forget it, it's not easy for you, I think it's okay, I'll go back first, Xiaolin, you... don't be impulsive, calm down..."

He tossed these two words over and over again, seeing that everyone was not paying attention to him, he immediately ran away tremblingly.

If there is one, there will be two, the remaining old people also left one after another, and the middle-aged woman who persisted in the end couldn't stand it anymore, and fled after saying a few harsh words.

They are ordinary people, and ordinary people are also good citizens. They have the courage to bully widows, widows, widows and loneliness, but they do not have the courage to kill.

Chen Yilin saw that the last person had run away completely, so he relaxed all of a sudden. He sat down on the ground, took a big breath and even coughed violently. After a while, he slowly crawled over. Open the locked door.

His grandma threw herself on him, crying like a mess, Chen Yilin perfunctorily said no, no, I knew it, and looked down at my trembling hands.

Chen Yilin was in a daze, and suddenly saw a pair of dirty white sneakers under his eyelids.His whole body shook violently, and his head lowered even lower.

Su Junping didn't even want to look at him, went straight to pull up grandma, comforted her in a nice voice, took out the family bucket that was still steaming, offered to pour a glass of water, and persuaded him for a long time, until the old man Sobbing and falling asleep, he stepped out the door again.

Chen Yilin sat on the threshold, clasped his fingers on the concrete floor, and heard the sound of footsteps clasping harder. If Su Junping hadn't caught his hand in time, he would have bleed.

Su Junping pinched his wrist, it was wet as if it hadn't been dried after washing, and he was sweating profusely.

"You read all the fucking books in the dog's stomach, you nerd."

Su Junping's tone was steady, and he couldn't detect a hint of anger unless he listened to the content. Chen Yilin was even more afraid when he saw him like this, so he hurriedly looked up at him, his eyes were so wet that Su Junping, who was burning with anger, couldn't say a word.

Chen Yilin went to pull his sleeves. He was wearing a black turtleneck sweater and a white down vest today. What Chen Yilin felt was slippery, skin-like. "Sorry..." he said.

"What are you sorry for me? Don't tell me this apology. "

Chen Yilin shook, buried his head deeper, and whispered, "I'm sorry..."

Su Junping broke his chin, and found that his eyes were red, and those heroic eyes were filled with tears that were about to overflow. Su Junping felt a little bit in his heart, feeling that the fire of starting a prairie fire was extinguished by a sudden heavy rain .

He forced him to raise his head, and leaned towards him, revealing a small part of his neck. Su Junping reached out and touched it, and all the small wounds had scabbed over.

"You scared me to death just now," Su Junping also sat down, stopped his shoulder and said, "Why are you so impulsive."

Chen Yilin: "I'm sorry."

"Don't say 'I'm sorry' all the time, can you tell me what's going on?"

Chen Yilin briefly recounted what had happened, Su Junping gave a "tsk" and found it difficult to speak.

He thought for a long time before squeezing out a sentence like squeezing toothpaste: "Your family—"

"It's not as difficult as you think." Chen Yilin realized that his attitude was stiff, and he immediately softened and said, "More than 6000 can still be taken out, but this is a bottomless pit. There are many people who bought our dim sum in those few days. It will spread soon. People will definitely come to the door one after another, and at that time it will be more than six thousand, and it may exceed ten thousand."

Su Junping had already learned how to measure money from his perspective, and sighed how expensive it was: "What is the aftereffect?"

Chen Yilin gave him a noncommittal look: "It's more than that, you must not know the speed at which information is spread in the vegetable market, right? After something happens, who will come to a dirty store to buy things again?"

Su Junping couldn't imagine the twists and turns inside, and said after a moment of silence: "If you do this now, won't they spread it everywhere?"

"Yes, but in comparison, the loss can be minimized. The trouble now is that we have to close the store and change places, but it's almost Chinese New Year, and very few take over the store."

Su Junping lowered his eyelids and stopped talking. In the silence, Chen Yilin suddenly leaned over and said cautiously, "Xiao Jun, are you still angry?"

After speaking, he reached out and stroked his soft black hair.

It was 02:30 in the afternoon, when the sun was at its best and there was nowhere to hide even the usual humidity in the south.His black hair, which was inherited from Yang Hong, shone brightly in the sun, and he had the vigor of a young man.Chen Yilin's fingers ran through his hair, feeling warm and dry, very soft.

Every time Su Junping was touched on the head, he felt a little uncomfortable, and he turned his head to avoid the slender hand: "You messed up your hairstyle! You know the saying 'the head can be broken or bleed, but the hairstyle should not be messed up'" Yes, really. Where are you going after you close the door?"

Chen Yilin smiled: "I don't know, I haven't decided yet, I'll wait for the agent to see."

Su Junping was stunned for a while, resting his chin on his knee.

"Probably, how much money can the shop accept?"

"You don't need to be busy, I can handle this matter myself."

"Just asking casually. Our family doesn't do real estate business. I don't know anything about it. Even if I want to help, I can't help."

Chen Yilin also felt that he was being rude, and poured him a cup of hot water to apologize: "[-], less than [-]."

Su Junping said "oh", lowered his head and closed his eyes as if he was about to fall asleep. The winter sun was warm. Chen Yilin looked up and saw a dirty wild cat lying on the wall. It was skinny but still sleeping comfortably. When I felt it, there were still a few faint snores.

There is no wind today, and the sun is so big. It is really a rare good weather.

Chen Yilin didn't dare to disturb him, so he lightly covered him with a padded jacket, and spread a blanket for his sleeping grandma, and took advantage of the good weather to take out the clothes and dry them in the sun to remove mold.

When Su Junping woke up, he found that his mouth was half open, and a small piece of saliva was wet on his knee. He quickly wiped it off secretly, and walked to the back of the shop with his cotton jacket in his arms to see that Chen Yilin was sitting on the bench doing homework.

Only then did Su Junping remember the purpose of his trip.

He took Chen Yilin's English homework and opened it, and said vaguely with a chicken wing root in his mouth: "Go to my house for dinner tonight, my parents heard that you helped me with English, and they were so happy that they would burn incense to their ancestors. And my mother always thinks you are my girlfriend, and I need you to stand up and prove my innocence."

Chen Yilin felt that the pushing was too hypocritical, so he didn't refuse, but he was still a little embarrassed. He stood up and wanted to find some gifts to take, and reached out to get the pastry, but then thought of the incident just now, and paused in the air for a while.

Su Junping glanced at him in the midst of his busy schedule and knew what he was thinking: "Don't be so busy, I will have a bad conscience if you do this again."

Chen Yilin had no choice but to give up.

They lay down on the table and struggled with homework for a while, and grandma woke up, and they comforted her gently, and grandma regained her composure. Chen Yilin said goodbye to grandma as he watched the time and closed the shop.

He was washing the cups before going out, Su Junping had already ran outside impatiently to wait for him.Grandma sat on the stool and suddenly said, "This kid is really a good person."

Chen Yilin didn't look up: "Yes."

He looked at his hand under the faucet, it was very stable, without the slightest tremor, but his heart was vibrating violently like crazy, and he could hear the loud beating sound without paying attention, what did the crazy beating give him? Shaking it out—he swallowed, but there was no taste.

Chen Yilin wiped his glass and walked out, just in time Su Junping turned his head aggressively with staring eyes: "It's so slow, it's so slow."

Chen Yilin said sorry, and walked towards him at a faster speed.

Almost like the sun.

Su Junping's parents are also very gentle, they seem to be the kind of parents who are very intellectual at first glance, and the dishes made by his mother are also delicious.

Chen Yilin watched TV for a while on the sofa at his home, guessing it was almost time to say goodbye, Yang Hong forced him a big bowl of preserved vegetables and pork.

"Our family doesn't like to eat it. It's disgusting for me to eat it every day. If you like it, take it with you. Take it as a way to help auntie relieve some pressure."

Chen Yilin repeatedly thanked him and left the door. He vaguely heard Su Junping's parents on the opposite side saying that he is really a good boy. For some reason, he was suddenly very happy.

The dishes made by Su Junping's mother are really delicious. There is a whole pot of juicy pickled vegetables, each slice is pork belly with even fat and thinness, and there is a layer of preserved vegetables mixed with shiitake mushrooms in the middle. Also scented.He took it to his grandma, and grandma was very happy.

That day, Chen Yilin finished washing the dishes and went to bed early after not reading a long book.

In the dream, he dreamed of Su Junping.