Dude, your wig fell off

Although An He always felt that Chen's phone call was very strange, he still turned the pen in his hand lightly and said: "Yes."

Nachen smiled, didn't say anything else, and hung up the phone.

It was useless for An He to hold the phone, staring blankly at a bunch of scales.

In fact, he is not such a rational person. A long time ago, he would rely on his feelings for many things. When his heart moved, his heart beat, whether he fell into it or not, it was all based on his feelings, otherwise he would not let anyone break all his courage. and look forward to.

It is precisely because of this that he has been suppressing his "feeling" for many years, and he wants to go back to the well-regulated road, live the same life as others, and have the same life as others.

But he happened to meet Na Chen, no matter what the reason was, Na Chen's state of flamboyance and indifference to other people's eyes was just the opposite of what he had been in these years, and this opposite attraction was beyond his imagination.

While vigilantly trying to stay away, he involuntarily approached.

That "feeling" that I hadn't thought about for many years was aroused by Na Chen little by little.

Some things just changed unconsciously, he didn't know if Nachen could understand what he didn't say directly that day, I said these because I want to be with you, but we need a more Appropriate posture to get along with.

And now, facing this pile of scales, he just wanted to make himself face himself more calmly.

It is not difficult to maintain a state, depressive or crazy, but it takes courage to change.

It doesn't matter whether the source of his courage is that Chen or the depression that this kind of life has brought him for so many years.

He stood up and looked at the tightly drawn curtains in the living room. How long hasn't he enjoyed the beauty of waking up early in the morning and opening the curtains to let the sun shine all over his face?

The more you are afraid, the more you will be afraid, and the more you retreat, the more you will retreat.

An He walked to the window, grabbed the curtains, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly pulled the curtains aside.

Opening his arms and raising his face, he closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a few seconds before opening them.

"Damn!" He quickly retracted his posture and went to close the curtains, forgetting that it was night.

The distance between the two buildings in the community is quite close. In the darkness, he turned on the lights and spread his wings in front of the window. I don't know if he scared the residents on the opposite side.

After turning around the room twice, he sat back on the sofa, picked up the pen in front of the scale, but his thoughts returned to that Chen's phone call just now.

Still feel a little weird.

It wasn't Na Chen's speaking style, it wasn't Na Chen's tone of voice, and even his voice was different from usual. The only thing that didn't change was his habit of hanging up the phone suddenly.

He hesitated for a moment, picked up the phone, and dialed back.

Sorry, the number you dialed is turned off, please try again later.

An He sighed for a long time, Nachen, what's the matter with you?

For two consecutive days, An He couldn't get through to Nachen's phone, and he didn't reply to the message on Q. When he saw Xu Jingyao in class, he almost couldn't help asking her if you saw your brother recently.

During the day, I went to class, lit lamps for the lost lambs, and went to the hospital to accompany my grandfather after work. The second aunt called him and said that my grandfather needed someone to accompany him in bed at night. I felt that I was a bit scary as if I had been addicted to drugs, so under the curse of my second aunt, "You are as cold-blooded and unfilial as your mother", I hired two nurses to accompany my grandfather.

After finally staying through the weekend, he got up early in the morning and planned to go to Na Chen's house to see if he could meet Na Chen. Lin Ruoxue called: "Mr. An, you will be condemned for playing around like this, do you know?"

An He suddenly remembered that he had made two appointments this week to go to Lin Ruoxue's consulting room, but he had completely forgotten about it.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I forgot...you quickly condemn me." An He apologized a series of times.

"Whether love comes or not, you came to me just because you want someone to push you." Lin Ruoxue tutted several times, "If you want me to say, An He, if you are a self-disciplined person like you, if you are really determined to push you It’s not that you can’t do it yourself, it’s up to you.”

"You have to be my trash can once," An He walked into the bathroom with a phone in his hand while getting dressed, "How about your great time?"

"I'm great. I waited for you for two empty afternoons this week, but you came to make me great! Tonight! Come whenever you come, and play by yourself if you don't come to the trash can."

"Eight o'clock." An He said.

An He bought two buns at the bun shop downstairs and ate them in the car, but he didn't know what the stuffing was after eating.

I called Nachen, but the phone was still turned off. His previous strangeness has gradually turned into worry.

Not only worried about what happened to Na Chen itself, but also worried about Na Chen's state.

He started the car and thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out why.

The security guard in the high-end community of Chen's family still kept a very polite smile, and stopped An He's car at the gate.

"You can call the owner." The security guard looked at him with a smile.

"Can I still use it if I can find the owner?" An He was a little helpless, "He turned off the phone."

"That's really helpless. We can't let you in if the owner is not at home." The security guard continued to smile.

"Not at home? How do you know he's not at home?" An He patted the steering wheel.

"The owner of 1203 hasn't come back for more than half a month," the security guard stared at him with suspicion in his eyes, "Is there anything else I can do for you?"

An He frowned, and reversed the car: "No need, no one has complained about you laughing so hard?"

More than half a month?He turned the car around and drove out of the city. Although he knew that Nachen didn't have much time to stay at home, he was still very uneasy.

There was no change in the old garage, except that there was a dog at the gate. When An He parked the car on the side of the road, the dog started barking through the iron gate.

An He walked into the gate and saw Uncle Lu sitting outside the guard room smoking a cigarette.

"Master, is Chen in there?" An He asked him.

"No, I haven't seen him for a long time." Uncle Lu looked him up and down.

"I'm Nachen's friend, do you remember me? He brought me here once," An He smiled at him, "I want to visit him, okay?"

"Go, remember you, he seems to have brought a boy from the band to come with you, go, but the door is locked."

"Thank you, I'll just take a look, don't go in."

There was no one else in the old garage at the moment, there were a few scrapped cars at the door, and An He walked around the cars.

Although he walked from here during the day last time, but this time he took a serious look at the parking lot. It was different from the shadowy feeling with a little fear at night. The car, the disassembled parts are also piled all over the floor.

When there were still about ten meters away from Na Chen's secret base, he already knew that Na Chen was indeed not here.

His car was not there, and the door was locked tightly.

Although he knew that no one would stay here for more than half a month, An He went over and knocked on the iron plate of the carriage without giving up: "That Chen? Daqi!"

Of course there was no response.

An He walked to the door, trying to see if he could find the key, under the flowerpot, under the eaves.

He had paid attention to Nachen's key, and there was only one key in Nachen, which was hung on his car key, which belonged to his family, and he didn't seem to have the key here usually with him.

But before he could search carefully, he found that the padlock on the door was open, just hanging on the door.

Without even thinking about it, An He took off the lock and opened the door, walked in, and shouted again: "Da Qi!"

There was no one in the house, the black-haired room outside and the white-haired room inside were both empty, and the door in the middle was not closed, and the iron barrel used for heating in the room could be seen to have been extinguished for a long time, and the ashes were scattered. up.

An He suddenly felt a little lost, and sat down on Nachen's strangely shaped black chair, staring at his computer in a daze.

After being dazed for a while, his eyes fell on a box next to the monitor. The box was not big, but it was wrapped tightly with gift paper and tied with a ribbon, and a small card was hanging beside it.

An He took the box over, turned the card over, and there was writing on the back, An He glanced at it, and stopped holding the card.

TO Uncle Ann

There is also a small smiley face drawn on the back.

"I'm tearing it apart." An He whispered, tore off the ribbon, and tore off the wrapping paper in a few strokes.

He originally wanted to tear it more beautifully, but he couldn't bear it and kept shaking.

After the wrapping paper was torn apart by him, the contents inside were exposed.

It's a new phone.

Then Chen bought him a mobile phone?

When did you buy it?

Why didn't I give it to him, did I not have time?

An He was silent for a while facing the phone, suddenly feeling distressed.

He took out his mobile phone and turned it off, changed the card to this mobile phone, and pressed the power button.

The mobile phone is basically fully charged, and it is estimated that it was charged before that day.

An He watched the phone start up, greeted, and then jumped out of the standby screen.

He couldn't help laughing for a long time, the lock screen picture and the desktop are all pictures of Nachen, both of them are very stupid and non-mainstream pictures, one is staring at 45 degrees, the other is covering half of his face with his hands and holding his middle finger .

Although Na Chen was so nervous that he took the photos like this, but when An He saw it suddenly, his heart still jumped, and he touched Na Chen's face with his fingers.

After staying in the room for almost an hour, he stood up and stuffed the phone into his pocket and walked out the door. When he hung up the lock, he hesitated for a while, but he didn't lock it tightly, so he hung it as it was.

When passing by the guard room, Uncle Lu was setting up a pot on the open space at the door and preparing to cook. An He checked the time and found that it was already noon.

He felt nothing, was not hungry, and had no desire to eat.

When the car drove to the gate of Nachen School, An He felt a little craving for something when he saw a few little girls who came back from eating outside with Mala Tang in their hands.

There were almost no one on campus on weekends. Those who went home, those who went shopping, those who slept, An He found the dormitory downstairs in the dormitory. The boy said to An He: "This one is for the funeral, you can ask him."

"What's the matter?" The boy happily ate a piece of corn.

"I'm looking for Na Chen, do you know him?" An He asked quickly.

"Yes, what are you looking for with him, who are you?" The boy gnawed and looked at him.

"I'm his friend, and I haven't been able to contact him for several days."

"That Chen took three months' leave and was hospitalized."

"What?" An He raised his voice, "Hospitalized? How could he be hospitalized? Which hospital?"

"I don't know the specifics. He doesn't usually live in the dormitory. He only comes here for class. We don't know him well." The boy went upstairs while gnawing on corn.

An He stood downstairs in the dormitory for several minutes before turning around and running towards the school gate, jumped into the car and drove to the intersection and then stopped on the side of the road. He didn't know which hospital to go to.

He took out his mobile phone, turned on the screen, turned the mobile phone up and down, looked at Chen's flickering face, and finally checked the time. In one afternoon, the maternity and child health care hospital, andrology hospital and so on were removed. It shouldn't be a big problem to run through the inpatient departments of several hospitals in the urban area.

"Damn." An He stepped on the accelerator and went crazy once. It's been a long time since he did such a thing.

An He didn't know how to find Na Chen, but he had a general direction. During the time he stayed with Na Chen, he didn't find anything wrong with Na Chen. Except that his brain would get water from time to time, there was nothing wrong with his body. abnormal.

There was something wrong with Na Chen some time ago, and with the photos and his so-called "handling of his own affairs", An He can basically be sure that it is a trauma.

But even so, it was tiring for An He to run up and down the wards of the inpatient departments of several large hospitals, poking at the doors of the wards and poking around.

While he was running, he still felt like the hero of a bitter drama. His lover suddenly disappeared, and the protagonist ran in the wind with tears in his eyes, and ran across the streets...Background music sounded.

I wave my green wings, looking for your breath...

The camera shakes, and stops at the entrance of the last hospital that An He could find. If he can't find it here, he can only go to the Maternal and Child Health Hospital or the Andrology Hospital.

God probably felt sorry for him. He hadn't had much rest during this time and had a fever. When he got out of the car and ran to the inpatient department of the hospital, he saw Li Fan coming out of the building.

For the first time, An He felt that Li Fan was so handsome and handsome, he rushed over and grabbed Li Fan's arm, and shouted: "Li Fan!"

"Hey!" Li Fan was taken aback, and almost threw the lunch box in his hand away.

After seeing that it was him, Li Fan was surprised: "Teacher An?"

"What about Chen? How could he be hospitalized?" An He held on to him, as if Li Fan would run away without a trace if he let go.

"It's nothing serious, it's just..." Li Fan gritted his teeth when he grabbed him, "I got a little injury."

"Which floor?" Angel dragged him into the building.

"Wait, wait, wait," Li Fan struggled to grab him with his backhand, "Wait!"

An He stopped and looked at Li Fan. Li Fan lowered his head and straightened his clothes: "You are usually quite calm. He just fell asleep. You can go up later."

An He felt that his legs were a little weak, and sat on the stool next to him: "What's going on?"

"I don't know. He didn't say anything, so I'll come over and buy him food when I have time. This kid doesn't eat hospital meals." Li Fan sat down beside him.

"What's wrong with the injury? I went to the school to ask, and they said they had taken a three-month leave? It's almost summer vacation!" An He turned his head, "Tell me about it."

"Don't act like a teacher, why am I a little scared..." Li Fan sighed, "Not to mention the injury for a hundred days, I'll ask for leave for him according to this, it's not that serious."

"You don't know how he got hurt?" An He stared at him, a little disbelieving.

"It's not like you don't know that he is like this. He usually goes crazy with us, and he won't tell us about anything." Li Fan knocked on the lunch box, "Ge Jian notified me when I was sent to the hospital, Ge Jian Jian is also injured, I really don’t know anything else.”

"Ge Jian?" An He asked.

"I'm going to buy food," Li Fan stood up, "Go up if you want, 3120 on the third floor."

An He didn't ask who Ge Jian was, and he didn't stop Li Fan anymore. After watching Li Fan go out, he slowly stood up and walked towards the stairs.

After taking two steps, it turned into a run. I ran all the way up to the third floor and found 3120.

He looked in through the glass on the door, there were two beds in the ward, the other one was empty, and a person was lying on the one by the window.

An He gently opened the door and walked in without making a sound.

That Chen slept very deeply, with a tube in his hand, a bandage on his chest, and a bandage on his head. An He's brows were knit together. Li Fan said it was not that serious, but it looked like it was definitely not serious.

Standing by the bed, he couldn't tell what it was like, he just felt distressed.