Confluence

He Cheng wore a white short-sleeved shirt today, buttoned up neatly, and a black tie accessory under the collar. He greeted Wang Zheng with a smile regardless of past suspicions: "Good morning, Brother Wang."

Wang Zheng ignored his greeting, and raised his chin at him: "There are sliced ​​bread and juice in the refrigerator, if you want to eat, take it yourself."

"Okay." He Cheng got up, "Then what does Brother Wang want to eat?"

Wang Zhengxin said that one thing more is worse than one thing less: "Just the same."

The bread was bought by Zhang Shuchen yesterday, and each slice was dotted with scattered raisins. It wouldn't taste bland without other sauces, but the sour and soft taste is not very delicious.

Wang Zheng ate a few slices, thinking about Zhang Shuchen while eating. He was absent-minded. When he subconsciously reached out to touch the slices of bread, his fingers suddenly touched the smooth skin which was completely different from the rough surface. god.

At the same moment when he looked up, He Cheng also retracted his hand.

There was one last slice left in the paper bag.

He Cheng politely said: "Brother Wang, you can eat."

Wang Zheng waved his hand, picked up the cup and took a sip of water: "I don't need it." He thought maliciously in his heart: Don't let you go back and say that the city doesn't even give you a full meal.

He Cheng was not polite, he ate the last slice after thanking him.

While He Cheng was drinking the juice, Wang Zheng cleaned up the table and reminded, "Take the cup to the kitchen and wash it yourself."

He Cheng responded and went to wash the cups.

Wang Zheng finally felt something was wrong: why is this kid so honest today?

Before he could finish his emotion, He Cheng posted it after he came out of the kitchen.

Wang Zhengzheng was sitting on the sofa texting his colleagues when He Cheng quietly came over and sat down beside him.

Wang Zheng subconsciously wanted to move to the side to enlarge the gap between the two of them. Before his butt could be lifted, He Cheng called him, "Brother Wang."

Wang Zheng stopped pressing the button and frowned slightly: "What?"

His impatience was so obvious, He Cheng was taken aback for a moment, and then made up his mind: "I want you to do me a favor."

Wang Zheng was a little puzzled, but his intuition told him that this should not be a good thing. He said decisively: "You want to help... No matter what, you should first find your brother Shuchen? What is it to find me..."

"Brother Shuchen will not agree."

Wang Zheng was amused by him: "Hey, you all know that he won't agree. Do you think I will? Where does the confidence come from?"

"I heard about you and him in the room." He Cheng raised his head and stared at him, "I recorded everything."

Wang Zheng cursed in his heart, but raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise on his face: "Hey! You are... so old that you have learned to listen to corners!"

He Cheng ignored the sarcasm in his tone, and said to himself: "If you don't help me, I will send this recording to Brother Shuchen's school."

Grass!Dare to threaten Lao Tzu before his hair is fully grown?Wang Zheng took a deep breath and was about to speak when he suddenly stopped: Huh?Why did he threaten me with Zhang Shuchen?

"What does it matter to me that you sent Zhang Shuchen?" Wang Zhengdao, "He did his best to help your family, and now you are going to kill him... Your parents know that he is gay, so do they know that you are a white-eyed wolf?"

He Cheng said: "They plan to have another one anyway, they don't care whether I live or die."

Wang Zheng didn't know about their family's situation. Hearing this, he felt something was wrong. He thought for a while and said, "So... what do you want to do?"

He Cheng said seriously: "I want a job."

Wang Zheng: "..."

Seeing that he didn't speak, He Cheng added: "I can do anything, I need money. They don't want to pay for my medical treatment, I can save myself."

Wang Zheng raised his hand and touched his forehead: "Wait a minute..." He felt that things were going very strangely, "Be sober, you are only 14 years old."

He Cheng corrected him: "It's fifteen, I was full three weeks ago."

Wang Zheng: "Then you are still a minor under the age of 16, and you don't even have an ID card!"

He Cheng said: "When I came out, I brought my household registration book with me."

Chickens talk to ducks.Wang Zheng was really speechless.

Wang Zheng had a headache, and patiently explained: "Little friend, at your age, anyone who hires you is a child laborer. Will you talk about this kind of nonsense in two years?"

"I can't wait," He Cheng said in a low voice, "Brother Wang...you know what..."

Wang Zheng interrupted him: "I don't know, I don't know anything, I'm a good citizen, don't ask me."

He Cheng gritted his teeth and asked again: "Do you know anyone? I, I don't know what to do, but I can do anything, and I guarantee it will be clean..."

Wang Zheng's mind went blank for a moment, and then a strange sense of anger mixed with unbelievable emotions hit his face like a bursting tide.

This kid wants to be a pimp? !

What the hell is chicken feathers on the flagpole-what a bold (duster) tool!

Wang Zheng took a deep breath, and a weak voice in his heart said to himself: "Calm down! Calm down! Murder is against the law! For Zhang Shuchen's sake, you can't scold your mother, and you can't do anything! Come on, Wang Zheng, you are the best, Treat him like Party B—”

Before he could pack up the tone he was going to use, he heard a loud "bang—" from behind.

Wang Zheng turned his head in a hurry, Zhang Shuchen was standing at the door in his pajamas, his face was extremely serious and dark, which is rare.

It's not that Zhang Shuchen has lost his temper before. When he yelled at the gangsters and hooligans, when he was tortured to the point of speechlessness by the school's coquettish operation, he broke out with amazing fighting power. The most powerful time was when he was a "desktop cleaning master"—although Later each piece was retrieved.

But this kind of "calm before the storm" expression is the first time.

Wang Zheng subconsciously wanted to stay away...

Zhang Shuchen didn't give Wang Zheng a look, and kept staring at He Cheng, which made He Cheng's heart shudder, and unconsciously lowered his breathing.

He went straight to the sofa, stopped, as if suspended, and spoke a few seconds later, with a distant and cold tone: "If it weren't for the sake of the fourth aunt, you bastard I've already done it directly."

"Brother Shuchen..."

"Don't," Zhang Shuchen interrupted him, "you should call me Uncle Zhang, I'm about 20 years older than you, so it's not too much to call me Uncle."

Whoa!This is to draw a clear relationship... Wang Zheng watched his nose and heart carefully, trying his best to reduce his sense of existence.

Zhang Shuchen frowned, and said in a stern tone: "Your parents are shy and asked someone to find me, begging me to take you to the doctor, how about you? Thinking about how to humiliate yourself in the city, He Cheng, who are you disgusting?" Woolen cloth?"

He Cheng lowered his head slightly, accepting criticism honestly.

"I don't have much contact with your family, but I still remember that during the Chinese New Year seven or eight years ago, you and those children set off firecrackers outside, and we chatted around the stove inside. Your mother said that getting old is not easy, but you I have a congenital disease, but fortunately I survived in the first two years, so I will cure it slowly, and I will be no different from other people when I grow up." Zhang Shuchen paused for a few seconds, and continued to feed chicken soup, "In the past ten years, you have not been different before and after. You know how much money your family spent in the end, have your parents complained to you that you are a burden? Ah? Tell yourself, how did they treat you?"

He Cheng didn't say a word, and Zhang Shuchen didn't care about his reaction. He smiled and said, "One more? Both of them are almost sixty, and what kind of fart will they have? Will they be a son or a grandson? Did you get raped by some bastard? Do you believe in this kind of nonsense, do you have no brains? Still work? Fourteen or fifteen-year-old children don’t want to study hard but want to sell their asses. Your brain is changed from a cesspool, right? ?”

Cursed, scolded, scolded... Wang Zheng gloated, turned his face away and suppressed a smile.

"I know that my parents and their relatives don't want to see me, but I really didn't expect... In their view, and in the concept they spread to you, homosexuality is so despicable, so degraded that it becomes a kind of' The way to make a living' means the same thing as 'bitch'." Zhang Shuchen sighed, "Going to pimp Wang Zhengzheng, damn it, dare to say it... People who play with little boys are perverts, if Wang Zhengzheng is real Should come down and take you there, you are not afraid to walk in and be carried out!"

"I really don't know this kind of person." Suddenly involving himself, Wang Zheng immediately opened his mouth to defend, "Even if he knew me, he wouldn't dare to pull..."

"I know," Zhang Shuchen glanced at him, and said calmly, "If you dare to fucking dare, I will beat you to the bone."

Wang Zheng seemed to feel a sharp pain: "Hiss..."

After slapping Tianzao across the face, Zhang Shuchen slowed down his tone slightly: "I don't think I've heard of what happened today, and you are not allowed to mention it again. Pack up your things and take you to the station this afternoon, and go home to study honestly!"

He Cheng lowered his head and gave a soft "hmm".

There was a moment of silence in the living room.

Zhang Shuchen winked at Wang Zheng, Wang Zheng understood, and took the initiative to open the steps: "Okay, then it's getting late, Mr. Zhang, change your clothes and wash up, I'll get you a bowl of noodles."

Zhang Shuchen was able to continue smoothly: "Yes."

He turned and walked to the bedroom, closing the door behind him.In the living room, only Wang Zheng, who was in a good mood, and He Cheng, who was as cowardly as a quail, remained.

The feeling of aggrieved Zhang Shuchen retreated and retreated yesterday is gone now, Wang Zheng and the children sitting beside him feel much more pleasing to the eye as soon as his anger comes out. Share the concerns of the elders.

"Come on, it's over when Teacher Zhang loses his temper. As long as you reform yourself and be a good person, he will still be your 'Brother Shuchen' when we meet next time." Wang Zheng put his hand on the back of his head and pushed him forward. He accidentally saw two drops of water being thrown off and landed on his pants.

"Yo, I can't help scolding you so much," Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows, and reached out to grab the paper on the table and put it on He Cheng's lap, "Wipe it, just figure it out, don't think about those stupid things all day long." You think it’s so easy to be close to men, but to be close to yourself is the real thing.” He paused, lowered his voice, “Also, don’t listen to the foolishness of their elders, Zhang Shuchen has always relied on himself Yes, university teacher, the job is clean! Homosexuality is not a disease, nor is it a gimmick for making money, you will know if you read more books."

When Zhang Shuchen changed his clothes and came out, there was no one in the living room.He looked around, and Wang was in the kitchen with his apron on, his own bedroom door shut.

He retracted his eyes and walked to the kitchen.

Wang Zheng was using chopsticks to hook the half-cooked noodles in the pot in a circle, when he heard footsteps behind him, he turned his head and said, "Come out?"

"Well," Zhang Shuchen asked, "what about He Cheng?"

Wang Zheng smiled and said, "Why, now that I think about it? Didn't you draw a clear line with others?"

Zhang Shuchen raised his leg and pushed his knee against his butt: "Stop talking nonsense."

"Crap!" Wang Zheng hid to the side and answered him honestly, "I went to pack my things. Didn't you just want to send someone away!"

Zhang Shuchen groaned, and after a while whispered, "I'm sorry..."

"Huh?" Wang Zheng held the bowl in one hand and picked up the noodles in the pot with the other, "Why?"

Zhang Shuchen raised his hand and brushed the hair on his forehead, embarrassed: "Tsk, it's just... hey, He Cheng's nonsense... he's not sensible, don't mind it."

Wang Zheng smiled: "Hey, I thought you were going to say something! He apologized to me after you went in. I'm not that petty, so don't take it to heart...I'll serve the noodles out, and you take the chopsticks yourself. I'll send him off with you in a while, it's fine anyway."

Wang Zheng's indifferent attitude made Zhang Shuchen heave a sigh of relief, and he turned sideways to make way for Wang Zheng: "That's fine, it's at your convenience."

There were many people coming and going at the bus terminal on the weekend afternoon. Zhang Shuchen helped He Cheng buy the ticket, thought about it when passing by the canteen next to him, and bought two bottles of water and a few bags of biscuits.

He Cheng obediently sat on the bench in the waiting hall, beside Wang Zheng was holding the suitcase in one hand and talking to the phone with the mobile phone in the other.

"Get it. The bus will come in half an hour," Zhang Shuchen walked over and gave the ticket and food to He Cheng, and couldn't help nagging, "When the time comes, take care of your things after getting on the bus, and turn around before getting off the bus." Check it out, and don’t forget to take the suitcase. Don’t talk to strangers casually on the road, if you want to help, you can ask him to find the driver, you are not a flight attendant..."

He Cheng almost couldn't hold back his laughter, so he could only purse his lips and listen to him keep talking.

After saying all the precautions he could think of, Zhang Shuchen finally realized how much he was a mother-in-law, so he stopped.

In a noisy environment, silence is even more embarrassing.He Cheng took the initiative to call him: "Brother Shuchen."

Zhang Shuchen looked up at him, and said indifferently, "Huh?"

He Cheng said seriously: "Sorry, I have troubled you these few days."

"Oh……"

"The third aunt told me before that if my disease doesn't heal itself before I reach adulthood, then it will be a bottomless pit. I..."

"Listen to her farting!" Zhang Shuchen frowned, and said sharply, "Her mouth is not only fanning the flames, but spreading rumors! She used to say about me everywhere: 'Fuck. Men will get AIDS within three years!'——I came out seven It's been eight years, and my life is worse than that of a widow from a mourning family! If you have the time to listen to her, it would be better to write two more words."

He Cheng didn't expect Zhang Shuchen's reaction to be so strong. After listening to him scolding him in a daze, he felt relieved and nodded, "Mmm..."

Wang Zheng had just hung up the phone, seeing that the atmosphere was a bit off: "What's the matter?"

Zhang Shuchen shook his head: "Nothing."

Wang Zheng didn't expose it either: "Well, it has nothing to do with me anyway, just stop arguing."

The long-distance bus arrived at the station a few minutes earlier, Zhang Shuchen was the first to see it, got up and said, "The bus is here, let's go, line up to check the ticket!"

He Cheng also stood up, and Wang Zheng helped to pull the luggage to keep up.

Before taking two steps, He Cheng suddenly turned around and said, "Brother Wang!"

Wang Zheng looked at him: "Huh? What? Did you forget something?"

"No." He Cheng was not tall enough. He raised his head slightly when looking at him, his eyes sparkled, "I have something for you."

Wang Zheng was curious: "What?"

"Give me your WeChat."

"what?"

"Add a friend."

"what?"

"You can scan me too." He said as he clicked out the QR code on his phone.

Wang Zheng was at a loss and didn't know what to say. Zhang Shuchen's slightly irritable voice in front of him was like thunder: "What are you two dawdling about! He Cheng! Are you still going?!"

It's a pity that the thunder hit Wang Zheng, but He Cheng couldn't. He was resolute, and he didn't shrink his hand holding the phone at all.

Wang Zheng had no choice but to quickly take out his mobile phone and scan his QR code: "Okay, okay, I scanned it! Go, go, go..."

After checking the ticket without any risk, Wang Zheng helped put the suitcase away.

The two retreated to the railing outside the boarding point, and He Cheng sat by the window and waved to them—this scene was like a pair of parents sending their son onto the school bus.

The bus started on time and drove away, and the two also got out of the station.

When Zhang Shuchen called He Cheng's mother to report the situation, Wang Zhengzheng hailed a taxi on the side of the road.

The two sat in the back row, told the driver the address, and sighed at the same time.

The driver habitually said: "Are you sending relatives?"

Zhang Shuchen was exhausted: "Mmm..."

"Now that trains and planes are more convenient, fewer people take passenger cars."

"However, it is more convenient to take a bus to a place not far away, and the price is also lower..."

"That's true. I also take a bus when I go home during the Chinese New Year. It takes a little longer, but it's cheap!"

……

After a few simple sentences, Zhang Shuchen looked to the side and saw Wang Zheng was looking again with his mobile phone, and suddenly remembered something: "Hey."

Wang Zheng hurriedly pressed the button to turn the phone's screen black: "Huh?"

Seeing his vigilant behavior, Zhang Shuchen was immediately interested: "What are you hiding?"

Wang Zheng moved his butt: "It's nothing, the kid said to send me something on WeChat."

"Added WeChat?" Zhang Shuchen was alert, "What is it?"

Wang Zheng's eyes wandered: "I don't know either..."

Zhang Shuchen shrugged, didn't bother to study carefully, turned his head to look out of the window, and replied with the same words just now: "Forget it, your business has nothing to do with me anyway."

Wang Zhengqian sat and waited for a few seconds, seeing that he really didn't intend to take care of it, so he lowered his head and quietly turned on the phone.

He Cheng has already passed his friend application, sent an audio file, and a message: I will delete the source file.

Wang Zheng's intuition told him that this thing is not simple, he downloaded the file and saved it, took out the earphones and put them on, turned his face to the window on his side, clicked the card to play, closed his eyes and pretended to listen to music.

The voice inside was indistinct, and Wang Zheng kept pressing the plus key until he heard the first pronunciation clearly——

He opened his eyes wide suddenly, raised his hand to hold his mouth and nose to cover half of his face, and took a slow and deep breath.

This, this is——

The driver parked the car on the side of the road, Zhang Shuchen sat up straight, saw that Wang Zheng was almost facing away from him, leaning sideways while wearing earphones, he took the initiative to pay the fare, turned his head and stretched out his hand to pat him: "Wang Zheng, we're here. "

Wang Zheng sat up slowly, and let out an "um" under his voice.

"What's wrong with you... grass! Why is your face so red?!"

"..."

"Isn't it a fever?"

"No, cough, nothing..."