Yi Xing

When I arrived at the dormitory, Fu Yixing had already cleaned it.

Uncle insisted on making the bed for me and gave me many instructions.

When he was about to leave, he still had something to say, so I simply took him to the school gate in his car.

"I put money into your card. If you don't have enough money, just ask for it from me. Don't be embarrassed. Add extra meals to yourself at ordinary times. It doesn't matter if you waste it. You can't be hungry, you understand?"

I nodded, and he said: "You are much more worry-free than Tangcheng... Don't put too much pressure on yourself. If you feel hard and don't want to study, you can go home or go abroad to study... Don't toss too much I'm tired. Fu Yixing's kid is too smart, so don't compete with him, as long as you can learn the knowledge yourself." He paused, and continued: "It happens that you are with him, and you can ask questions you don't know. Ask him, let him teach you how many more meals you invite him to, I know you all have a good relationship with him, but favors always have to be paid back, and Fu Yixing cannot be made to work voluntarily all the time. I will ask your aunt to give him too Buy something. You'll bring it to him when you get home at the weekend. How about something for him?"

"You told your aunt, Tang Cheng will definitely look at it and buy it. You don't have to worry about me, I won't embarrass myself."

"That little bastard, it's a good thing I sent him out. See if there's anything missing, why don't I take you to the supermarket?"

I unbuckled my seat belt, "I have to go back and tidy up before I know if I'm missing anything, don't worry, there's still one afternoon left, I'll go buy what I'm missing."

He took out his mobile phone, "Then I'll transfer some money to you..."

"No, no, no... I will ask for it from you when there is not enough money. Uncle, go to the company quickly, or everyone will be passive and slow down."

I jumped out of the car, closed the door, and waved into the car.

Uncle put down the car window, "Then I'm leaving, call me if you need anything, and I'll be back on the weekend!"

I nodded and watched him go.

I think Tang Cheng's daring to love, dare to hate, and unscrupulous character must come from a happy and happy family environment.

I withdrew my gaze, and the moment I turned around, I seemed to see a familiar figure.

Long hair, thin.

Those two traits alone make me tingle.

I was pinned in place by an unknown force as I watched the vague figure approaching.

I stood at the school gate, and within a few steps were the tracks of the folding doors.

Looking at the two protrusions on the ground, I can recall the vibration of the bicycle body shaking.

It was a wonderful experience.

The rose in the fence is late, the crimson petals are curled up, but they are still beautiful.

Every plant and tree within a hundred miles is shining in the August sun.

The students in the third year of high school greeted each other, talked and laughed.

Only Zou Yi'an, exuding a gloomy and dead air all over his body, was out of tune with the world.

He is walking towards me.

I had a hunch that my life was about to fall apart.

In other words, from the second I saw him, my life began to collapse.

I saw him, as if stepping into my own destiny again.

"Ren Ke, I finally found you. You didn't go to the temple later, so I don't know where you are..."

I don't know how long he's been outside, his entire upper body is stained dark with sweat.

He reached out, trying to grab my arm.

I took a step back and avoided, "Are you hot?"

He froze, and then said it was not hot.

"But I'm hot, don't touch me."

Zou Yi'an withdrew his hand back.

"What do you want me to do? You want people to sympathize with you. You can go to those monks. You can't sleep well. You should go to a doctor. Why do you come to me? Take a step back, if I can really forgive you, then my dad, can he forgive you when he is under Jiuquan? He hates you, a scum that endangers society. "

I don't know if I was wrong, but a subtle joy shot out from his cloudy eyes.

That look made me uncomfortable.

"I can make up your life...I can make your life better...I have money and I can give you everything you want..."

His words also made me very uncomfortable.

I stood in the shade and didn't speak.

What exactly is Zou Yian going to do?

He is very strange.

Everything he did was against what I would consider a normal human logic.

I told him many times not to go to the temple.

But he goes every day.

Now come to me again.

Would a person who has done something wrong really ask others to forgive him so confidently?

It felt like he was trying to scare me off on purpose.

I was taken aback by my own thoughts.

I'm thinking maliciously about a poor man begging for forgiveness.

I am no better than him myself.

I don't think I can stay in the dark any longer.

"You go. If you want to hear a sentence that I forgive you or that it's okay, I can tell you now." I stood in the sun and raised my head. The afternoon sun was still hot, and I felt that my cornea Has been sunburned.

But I was reluctant to bow my head.

I can't always be stuck in that state of neither birth nor death.

I want light.

"I hate you, but I also sympathize with you. I think these two emotions are not contradictory. I can tell you that I forgive you, but I still hate you in my heart. You killed a person. This is a fact. , even if you are not in jail or punished by the law, you did kill someone, so I will always hate you emotionally. You caused me to lose my father. But if you insist on hearing a word of forgiveness, It's not that I can't give it to you, if it can make you feel better and make you a person again, I can tell you. Zou Yi'an, do you think you can accept such a forgiveness?"

"sorry Sorry sorry…"

He was about to kneel down again, and I held him up.

"It's not necessary. It's not me you're sorry for."

"I just want to make up for you, please give me a chance to make up for you, okay? It's your uncle who sent you here just now, I can inject capital into his company, and I can also send you to the place you want School, I can guarantee that you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life..."

I let go and his knee hit the road.

"You investigate me?"

I, Ren Ke, was born unfortunate.

Destiny likes to play thrilling games with me the most.

Then I lost many loved ones.

People like me, living in the world, the only wish is that the people around me can continue their happy lives in peace and stability.

Is this difficult?

"I didn't mean to...I just wanted to know what you wanted..."

I also knelt down and stared into his eyes, trying to discern how much sincerity there was.

His eyelids were drooping, covering half of his eyeballs, his pupils were very small, and his iris was full of scattered lines, but only reflected bright spots the size of dust particles.

These eyes are too dark for me to read the depths of emotion.

This makes me very upset.

The day Zou Yian appeared, he tapped the ground with his feet, which made me very annoyed.

"I just want you to stay away from my life, away from my family," I said.

He raised his arm again, wanting to touch me again, "But I want to get to know you."

I opened his hand.

He couldn't understand my thoughts, and I couldn't understand his intentions. This kind of dialogue kept repeating, and it kept dragging me into the abyss.

He has always maintained a humble posture, with beads of sweat rolling down from the corners of his forehead.

I watched him, feeling sick to my stomach.

It has nothing to do with the long-term nightmare. I feel extremely disgusted when I look at this person.

It stinks worse than city sewers.

"Ren Ke."

Fu Yixing's voice interrupted the eerie silence.

For a time, the cicadas were loud and clear.

I tried to stand up, but my legs were numb, so I turned my head to look at him.

"The mop in the bedroom is too dirty, I want to buy a new one, together?"

There was no surprise on his face, he just asked me this way.

I nodded to him and stood up straight, "You go. I don't want to see you again."

Zou Yi'an was still kneeling.

Kneel if you want to.

I was thinking along the way, Zou Yi'an said he didn't mean it.

He got my private information and said it was not intentional.

He killed the police uncle, and he didn't do it on purpose.

He took drugs because others forced him to do so.

He didn't seem to be wrong at all, and he pushed all the responsibilities away.

Zou Yi'an still felt that he was a victim.

"Is this color okay?" Fu Yixing pointed to the blue mop.

This question pulled me out of my thoughts, "Yes."

Fu Yixing didn't know how to ask.

Even if he saw a man with a haggard face kneeling in front of me, he wouldn't ask.

But I want to hear him ask, at least let me have a reason to talk.

I won't tell him what I've been through, but I want to hear him ask "what's wrong".

Chewing on the pain alone can really drive people crazy, I feel like I'm going crazy.

"Fu Fu, how much do you know about me? My family, my relatives, my growth environment."

"I know something. Before I met you for the first time, Tang Cheng told me. You know he didn't mean that. He just hoped that I wouldn't when I was with you," he hesitated, and then continued: "Don't provoke you."

I smiled slightly, "Won't it be strange to see such a scene? Don't you want to ask why?"

"It will be strange, but you will have your reasons. If you are willing to tell me, I will be very happy." His eyes were gentle, and there was some searching in his tone.

He doesn't need to know.

In this world, I want to protect two things the most, the simplicity of Tangcheng and the beauty of Fu Yixing.

I don't want any dirt to contaminate these two.

I bowed my head and didn't intend to continue this topic.

There were not many voices in the supermarket, Fu Yixing and I were the only two people in the huge daily necessities section. I didn't speak, and the world fell silent.

Such silence made me a little scared. I pulled the trolley and let the wheels keep rolling. The goods in the trolley swayed back and forth with my movements, making a rustling sound.

Fu Yixing supported the armrest of the cart to stop the commotion.

When I raised my head, Fu Yixing said: "Keke, you are a very good person, I know you are a very good person, in all aspects."

I'm not as good as he thinks I am.

When it was dark, I made a phone call to Officer Hong with Fu Yixing on my back.

I said, "Uncle Hong, Zou Yi'an has come out."

He hesitated for a while, and then said to me: "No, he should be in a drug rehabilitation center. After quitting smoking, he will be transferred to the prison in Nanshi. He still has his sentence on him... Are you sure you saw Zou Yi'an ?”

I suddenly felt that somewhere in my mind was torn apart, and the sun shone into the mist.

But I'm also afraid of seeing the evil that doesn't show up.

"Well, in Jinghai Temple, he came to find my father's ashes."

There was a long silence on the phone.

"I'll ask the jail."

Uncle Hong said that the prison in Nanshi accepted "Zou Yi'an" from the drug rehabilitation center half a month ago, and his identity was verified by various parties during the transfer, and "Zou Yi'an" is currently undergoing labor reform.

The mosquitoes of the summer night surround me.

I scratched my arm, feeling speechless for a while.

"Do you trust me?"

As soon as I looked up, I could see all kinds of lights shining on the tall buildings outside the school.

At this moment, some people are shopping in the mall, some are studying hard under the lamp, and later, some are partying in bars, and some are sleeping peacefully under the covers.

As someone turns off the light, someone turns on a new light.

Cities never go out.

"I believe you... Ren Ke, this world is much darker than you imagined. What did Zou Yi'an do?"

Yes, the world is dark.

There are still corners in this world that cannot be illuminated.

What did Zou Yi'an do?

When he didn't do anything, he gave the cowardly Ren Ke a nightmare.

What else does he want to do?

What would Zou Yian want to do if a criminal didn't repent in prison and ran to the victim's family crying about the cruelty of fate?

I laughed, "Maybe he hasn't had time to do anything yet."

I called Police Officer Hong to get some help, but what can Officer Hong do?He is just the captain of a traffic police team.

Even if he is a criminal policeman or an armed policeman, he can't do anything.

Zou Yi'an can quietly come out of the drug rehabilitation center, return to the society, and dare to enter the merit hall with great fanfare, what else can he not do?

"If you don't feel safe, I can find a few people to watch him, or send a few people to protect you. But as long as he doesn't continue to commit crimes, we have no reason to arrest him... He must have changed his identity now." Uncle Hong sighed, "I'll ask someone to find out if there is a way to find out who the impostor in the prison is..."

"Uncle Hong." I squatted under the street lamp and picked the grass in the cracks of the floor tiles with my hands. "Don't worry about me. The other uncles are tired enough from patrolling. Let them all have a good rest. I'm at school. You'll be fine, just be careful yourself."

His voice sounded tired, but he assured me that he would do everything in his power to get Zou Yian back in prison.

He said: "I will give Captain Lee justice."

There was a time when Li Guoan was Team Li and Uncle Hong was Deputy Team Hong.

The young team members always tease that the captain and vice team are old bachelors, but the captain is still a little better than the vice team because the bachelor Lao Li has a precious son.

Now that the captain has left, Vice-Captain Hong has become Team Hong, but he is still Vice-Captain Hong in the team.The small team members couldn't change their mouths, and deputy team Hong never got annoyed.

"Thank you Uncle Hong, thank you."

I couldn't control the trembling of my voice, and the whole sentence sounded like a dumb cannon.

I cleared my throat, thinking, at least I should say thank you nicely, but an emotion blocked my throat.

It was a very bitter, ups and downs emotion, stuck in my throat, making me speechless.

Uncle Hong said: "Son, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

As he said this, tears welled up in my eyes.

I don't want to cry.

But the tears couldn't stop flowing.

I choked up, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Don't cry.

Uncle Hong will be worried.

I have to go upstairs later.

Fu Yixing saw what to do.

What should I do.

Ren Ke, why are you so useless.

I know how to cry and cry.

Can crying solve the problem?

Uncle Hong stayed with me for a while, and finally said: "It's getting late, you should go to bed early, don't think too much."

A crescent moon hangs in the sky.

There are no stars in the night sky of the city.

I grabbed the grass protruding from the gap and tried to lick it, but I couldn't use my hands at all.

I can't even pull up a fucking weed.

That night I squatted downstairs alone for a long time, until Fu Yixing asked me where I was on WeChat.

I turned on the front camera and made sure my eyes didn't have any redness before heading up the stairs.

As soon as I opened the door, I bumped into Fu Yixing's eyes.

He sat at his desk and looked up at me.

"Go take a shower, there will be no water later."