Balancing

It is said that life is impermanent. The so-called impermanence is nothing more than unpredictable, sudden, unknown unknowns that cannot be reversed by one's own strength.

No matter how much Jian Ming thought about it, he couldn't figure out that Leng Feng would have some kind of relationship with his younger sister. The development of this untraceable situation was bizarre, and he stared at the phone for a few minutes without moving.

In Lu Heng's eyes, Jian Ming is good in everything, even if he is cold, critical, and occasionally likes to teach others like a patriarch, but these are just right for Lu Heng. Looking at it from a different perspective, shortcomings can also be advantages. No matter how far-fetched it is, it can be regarded as a characteristic. For example, Gao Leng, his family Mingming has this unisex face. Without this aloofness to block the mad bees and butterflies, and relying on his own strength to stop it, the special police do not need to do it. Teach people, do you think everyone likes to teach?Only Lu Baobao and Benbao have this kind of treatment, okay?This is not a lesson, it is concern, it is a bad hobby.

Lu Heng understands that even though he wears ten layers of filters to see Jian Ming and only sees his good looks, he still doesn't like to see him in front of him with blank eyes and a dazed and confused look, as if this person is not Jian Ming From facial features to temperament, Lu Heng has only seen this state twice. The last time he bumped into Jian Ming's house and was forced to kiss him was the last time.

"Did someone send you something? What happened?" Lu Heng asked seriously.

Jian Ming raised his eyes slightly, and there was no abnormality in his expression, "Old classmate, it's okay, do you want to go eat something, or take you back?"

When Jian Ming said this, Lu Heng had the illusion that he was just being intimate with another person.

"Do you think you're all right, I'm too stupid to see?" Lu Heng snorted.

"Of course you're not stupid, so don't ask." Jian Ming turned his head and looked at him, "Why don't I send you back first, I still have something to do, so I won't be with you today."

"Hey, Coach Jane, do you really treat me like a puppy? Come and go when you call me?"

Jian Ming sighed for a long time, "What are you crazy about?" His tone was gentle, but his words were harsh.

Lu Heng raised his eyebrows and widened his eyes, as if he had heard a joke of the century, "Jian Ming, you've been acting weird since you came out of your parents' work place. You thought I couldn't see it with a serious face all the way to collect debts? When you got here You are the one who plays hooligans even if you are in a hurry, I still want to ask why you are crazy." Lu Heng's tone was a little excited, and the words seemed to open the gate, "Are you just relying on me to care about you? Playing hard to get? You say everything, let me be good, let you rely on, Jian Ming, do you really need to rely on? Is Lao Tzu a pet? If you have nothing to do, just let me Stay aside?"

Jian Ming listened carefully to Lu Heng's speech without saying a single word, and replied with three words indifferently: "Is it finished?"

"No, just shut up and listen." Lu Heng turned his side to Jian Ming, intending to spit out all his grievances in one go.

"I know that you have a lot of things that you don't want others to know. I am at best one of the 'others' with you. I am not in a hurry. I have plenty of time. But even if we are friends now, you have to pull up your pants and leave. Let’s make up a reason too, I don’t have to be sloppy and want to follow…”

Before he finished speaking, Jian Ming interrupted him with a shout.

"Do you know what bullshit you're talking about? Lu Heng." He snapped.

"..." The crackling sound stopped abruptly.

"Okay, as you said, today I play hooligans first, I'm stingy, and the hotel money is saved. I apologize, I'm sorry, are you satisfied? But, Officer Lu, Pao/You said that I can't afford it. We It seems that I haven't reached this level yet, there are some things I don't want to explain, and it has nothing to do with who you are or who you belong to me, I just don't want to explain, understand?" Jian Ming wanted to open Lu Heng very much. That brain that has been thrown out a hundred and eight thousand miles, let's see if the Year of the Monkey can keep up with it.

"Do you know what it means to rely on? Just like you are now? With those farts you just let out, do you think I can rely on you?" Jian Ming was very tired. He admitted that he had spoken too seriously, but he didn't have the energy to organize it more beautifully. rhetoric.

"You..." Lu Heng was really hurt this time, his face was flushed red. "Is the message from that person named Leng Feng?" Suddenly asked with a cold face.

"..." Jian Ming was taken aback, and looked at him slightly.

Lu Heng squinted his eyes and looked at him for a moment, sneered, and touched his forehead discouragedly, "Okay, you are busy, you can find your support, you don't need to send it away." After speaking, he opened the car door and walked away.

The probability of a person loving another person shamelessly and shamelessly is only once in a lifetime...one time is enough for people to see heaven and hell at the same time.

After Lu Heng left, he didn't go home. It was still raining outside. He took a taxi and threw himself directly into a bar. It was still early, and the bar hadn't officially opened yet. He called 800 and didn't contact My classmate from the police academy, who is now a policeman at the police station in this district, opened the back door to enter this dark room, nothing else, just sat down and started drinking, beer, red, foreign Yes, messing around, going straight to get drunk.

From the pre-opening to the market opening, the bar began to play deafening heavy metal music. Lu Heng, who was not as strong as a gallant, was already drunk, and there was a blur of people dancing wildly in the music, noisy, lonely, and excited. The helpers were scattered everywhere, and some were sitting leisurely in front of the bar watching the bartender play with the wine bottle. With the dim light, the hesitation in Lu Heng's eyes was like that erratic phantom, without any size.

When he was half asleep and half awake, he made a call and yelled at the person on the other side, "Why do I care about you so much, and you still say that I can't be relied on, you say, I'm not worth relying on... ah... Say... say..." The voice gradually choked up, and the person on the other end of the phone held the phone in one hand and clenched his fist in the other until the nails were deeply embedded in the palm of his hand.

The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier...

When Lu Heng woke up, it was already noon the next day, and he was lying on the bed in his bedroom.

"Fuck, why does it hurt so much?" He swayed and sat up, suddenly got up violently, his head was boiling, and his whole head was in pain.

He pressed the temples on both sides, but it didn't help. He opened the drawer, took out a pack of cigarettes, opened it and lit one. The familiar smell seemed to relieve some pain. Then he looked around slowly, trying to find the Fragments of memory, just turned around, and suddenly saw a box of medicine on the bedside table, he grabbed it curiously, it was a hangover tablet, what the hell, why did his house have this thing?

On Saturday, Jian Ming should not have appeared in the 'Baichuan' office, but at this moment, he and Leng Feng were sitting in front of each other, looking at each other.

"Tell me, what do you know?" Jian Ming didn't even want to mention the other party's name.

Leng Feng really wants to see this person who doesn't want to see him at all. He smiled and said: "I don't know much, but I must know more than you." , lamenting that these six years have not diminished half of the other party's demeanor, but it has transformed into a more flavorful one, which makes people reluctant to let go. "Actually, I don't want to use this method to have such a peaceful conversation with you like now."

"Stop talking nonsense, what do you know?" Jian Ming felt that as long as he saw this cold person, his usual good temper would be gone. When did this person who was clearly his first love become so unappetizing? ?

"Jian Ming, do you still hate me?"

"No, can you stop wasting each other's time?" Jian Ming's patience was running out at the speed of light.

Leng Feng frowned, as if distressed by the situation in front of him.

"Don't hate me, how do you treat me like this? How can we say that we are still old classmates, and you don't treat others like this, such as Weidong."

"Have you ever gone to Weidong?" No wonder he knew that he had returned to China. Jian Ming suddenly understood, and without waiting for the other party's response, he shook his head and returned to the more important topic, "Forget it, it doesn't matter, let's get down to business, you say Do you know what happened to Jian Qi?"

"I still need some time to confirm some things, but I can be sure that the incident that year was not an accident, and Jian Qi is lucky to be alive." Leng Feng threw out a sentence concisely.

"What? How can you be sure? Also, what's the matter with Jianqi?" Jian Ming was shocked and wanted to dig out the deeper meaning hidden in the words. "Also, how do you know what happened to my family back then? Did your father tell you?"

"You don't need to worry about how I know, you just need to remember that I can help you."

"Is Leng Guofeng related to this matter?" Jian Ming touched the frame of the mirror, staring at him intently, not wanting to let go of any micro-expression of the other party.

"As I said, I still need time to confirm some things. I still don't know who and how many people were involved in that incident, but based on my father's identity, I believe I am more qualified than you to investigate the truth."

"Then what do you mean that Jian Qi is lucky to be alive? Why do you say that because you don't know anything?" Jian Ming tried to find loopholes in the other party's words.

"Because my father saved her at that time." After Leng Feng said this, he leaned back in the chair, with his arms around his chest, and his eyes were very calm.

Jian Ming was shocked, as if he didn't expect this reason. "He told you?"

"It doesn't count. I overheard it when my parents were talking many years ago. At that time, they mentioned the name Jian Qi. I remembered that your sister was also named Jian Qi, so I was extra careful."

"Many...years ago?" Jian Ming leaned forward and put his arms on the table. "Before I went abroad?"

"En, yes." Leng Feng nodded.

Jian Ming was stunned for a moment, his tense body loosened, and he fell back into the chair with his head lowered, his eyes gradually dimmed.In an instant, he slowly raised his chin.

"You are ruthless!"

"Jian Ming, I know you're angry that I didn't tell you back then, but give me a chance to help you." Leng Feng stood up, walked around to Jian Ming, put his hand on his shoulder, and signaled his sincerity.

Jian Ming didn't speak, and stood up abruptly, avoiding Leng Feng's touch.

"Thanks in advance. Please let me know if there is any progress." Jian Ming suppressed his anger, and politely responded to Leng Feng. Some things Leng Feng said were right. Because of Leng Guofeng's relationship, he did Jian Ming is more qualified than himself to find out the key information of the year. Jian Ming is a pragmatic person. No matter what the other party's motives are, he should not be so stupid as to give up such an opportunity.

"Jian Ming, are you free..."

Halfway through Leng Feng's words, Jian Ming's refusal came without any suspense.

"I don't have time, let's stop here today." The decisiveness was just like Leng Feng back then.

When a master fights, it is often patience.Leng Feng smiled and didn't force it anymore.At least the person in front of him now should be looking forward to receiving his call.

This Saturday time passed very quickly. After Jian Ming returned home, he cleaned the whole house spotlessly, cooked some dishes, made a soup, and called Jiang Luchuan to come back to eat until 1 o'clock in the evening. , I didn't let myself idle for a minute.

And Lu Heng lay on the bed in a daze all afternoon, living a dead life, thinking about who brought him back last night, and the last picture was still of the graceful girl writhing on the stage of the bar. I remember that I didn't drink less, and what's worse, I even forgot whether I paid for it or not.

After searching the phone, there was no record of last night's call. Lu Heng had a very torturous life in this muddle-headed afternoon.

He clicked on WeChat and looked at Jian Ming's profile picture. Crayon Shin-chan was writhing his buttocks. Several times, he wanted to ask that person who couldn't see any changes in his facial muscles all the year round, why he used such a cartoon picture of the middle school as his profile picture. .Alas, so little is known about him..

At this time, Lu Heng suddenly remembered that 24 hours had passed since they had finished their quarrel and separated.