Forbidden color

Wen Sirin asked Chen Guangyue for a cigarette, and waited for Yan Qing to record his statement.

"Today is a lot of knowledge. I thought this kind of thing only happened in movies." Chen Guangyue smoked a cigarette, recalling Yan Qing's house doorway and the messy house that was splashed with red paint beyond recognition.

"How did he get into these things?" Wen Sirin frowned and asked Chen Guangyue.

"How would I know? If you hadn't called me, I would still be sleeping at home." Chen Guangyue pouted, "Besides, I'm not his old lover..."

Wen Sirin sneered, turned his face away and said, "Stop talking nonsense, don't say it in front of people, it will be embarrassing for everyone to hear." Then he pondered for a moment, and said seriously, "I can't live here, right? Before he wanted to be a graduate student Rent a room in the dormitory building..."

"Don't, what if the usury chases the school? When the time comes, will I survive?" Chen Guangyue has been working part-time in the administration department since he stayed at the school. He has always been willing to sell favors when renting out beds, but this time the situation is special, so he has to be cautious, "I also have to consider the safety of other students."

Wen Sirin nodded and stopped talking.

"Why don't you let him stay at your house for two days?" Chen Guangyue came up with an idea.

Wen Sirin looked up at him, his eyes were cold, as if he had said something sinister and vicious, he said word by word: "Why do you live in my house? What relationship do I have with him?"

Tsk, what the hell.

Chen Guangyue smacked his lips, rolled his eyes at him, and said, "Okay, it's okay... Both of them are so arrogant..." He was sure that the two of them were inseparable, and he looked sour when he saw a young couple quarreling.

Wen Sirin couldn't explain it, and was agitated for a while. He stubbed out the cigarette and warned in a low voice: "We broke up, don't make trouble for nothing." He subconsciously turned back to look at the car parked far away, threatening Chen Guangyue, "Let Wen Sitian hear that he is determined to fight you with his life, and scratch your face, that little thing is really powerful now."

"Oh yes, there are children at home." Chen Guangyue also felt worried, "Does he not like Yan Qing?"

"No." Wen Sirin didn't want to explain to him, "I can't live in my house anyway."

"Cold..."

Not long after, Yan Qing finished recording his statement and walked to their side. Several unfamiliar classmates had already left.With a cold and tired look on his face, he managed to hold up a smile and said, "It's nothing serious, it's just a shock."

Before they could speak, the young policeman who was about to leave heard the words: "It's not big now, these loan sharks are really desperate. The day before yesterday we went to the four districts to police, and it was also an economic dispute. The two debtors were arrested. Take the gun..."

"Hey, why are you talking so much? Did you feel wronged because you weren't assigned to the Propaganda Section?" He didn't say anything, but was interrupted by the policeman sitting in the driver's seat, who scolded him with staring eyes.

The young policeman fell silent and quickly left with the police car.

But his words had a dramatic effect, making those who stayed behind look at each other, and Yan Qing's already pale face became more and more like being stabbed.

"...What are you going to do? How did you get into loan sharks?" Chen Guangyue asked after a long time.

Yan Qing didn't speak, but shook his head exhaustedly.

In the end, Chen Guangyue still didn't want to get involved in this muddy water. He always cherished his life, and Yan Qing was just a classmate. Today, Wen Sirin was only out and couldn't come immediately, so he came as a substitute. Now that the matter has come to an end, in order not to let him The whole family, who hadn't masked and didn't know if they would be masked in the future, was in danger, so he decided to get out.

"I will substitute for Lao Yang in the afternoon, so let's go first." Chen Guangyue rode on his electric bike, "Call me if you have anything to do, and ask Tian Tian for me."

Yan Qing thanked him, and he said "Take good care of Yan Qing" to Wen Sirin, and then drove away quickly, leaving behind Wen Sirin's personal attacks that had no time to erupt.

After a moment of embarrassing silence, Yan Qing took the initiative to say: "Don't pay attention to him, I'll pack up some things, let's find a hotel to stay first."

His smile was forced, and after experiencing a huge shock, his whole body was restless, and his brows could not be drawn.

"Can't your parents contact you with a reliable place to live?" Wen Sirin asked, considering the social status of Yan Qing's parents, there will be many contacts that can be used.

Yan Qing shook his head, and said dejectedly: "It's too difficult to trouble others with loan sharks, besides..." He raised his head and looked at Wen Sirin inexplicably, "My father is ill." The implication is, Don't want to worry them.

Wen Sirin didn't say any more, and asked him if he wanted to drive away, Yan Qing hesitated several times before he said: "I...my arm seems to be injured, when I was pushing and shoving with them just now, that man hit me with a stick On the elbow..."

He has been gritting his teeth and enduring it in front of many people. Now that only Wen Sirin is left, he is reluctant to show weakness.

Rolling up the sleeves, there were shocking red and swollen marks.

Sure enough, those sharp smashing sounds and roars he heard on the phone were not just threats. Wen Sirin's eyes flickered a few times, and finally heaved a sigh. He thought for a moment, and said, "Pick up the changed clothes first, I drove the car over and went to the hospital first."

With Yan Qing's current state, he couldn't leave him behind, but how could he explain it to Wen Sitian?

But when he got closer to the car, he realized that the co-pilot's door was half open. He was startled, and rushed to look inside the car, but the people inside were gone.

The noon sun is so hot that it looks like a grinning stepmother. There are few pedestrians on the street. Two peasant women are sitting in the shade of a tree selling peaches.

Through the tassels hanging down from her turban, she suddenly saw a young man walking along the road in the hot air. His steps were light and light, as if he didn't know where he was going, his eyes were unfocused, and he was at a loss. When his eyes were glued to the peaches, he hesitated and slowed down. Seeing this, the peasant woman immediately greeted her, praising her peaches as pure natural and pesticide-free, as sweet as a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, and wanted to cut them up for the boy to taste. taste.

The young man's face was snow-white, even his lips seemed to have lost blood, his eyes were blank, and he didn't know if he heard her speak.

"I can't finish eating the trees I planted at home. I'll sell the last few catties. You can give it to your friends if you can't eat it yourself, handsome guy." The peasant woman spoke with a village accent and was very enthusiastic. Put it in a plastic bag.

Wen Sitian's eyes moved for a long time, he squinted slightly and thought for a while, as if he had thought of something, he nodded to the peasant woman.

The customer who had waited all morning to show up nodded, and the peasant woman immediately got up and negotiated a cheap price for Wen Sitian, until the bag of peaches was stuffed into his hand, and he was shaken by the heavy bag After a stagger, he reacted bluntly.

"...how much?" He could barely hear his own voice.

The peasant women who can go home after closing time are in good spirits. They have evolved wind ears and waved their hands cheerfully: "30 yuan four, just give 30 yuan!"

She accepted the money with a smile on her face, and seeing the frail young man walking forward with a bag full of peaches, his shoulders were crushed, she stretched out her foot and kicked her sleeping companion: "Still asleep!"

His hand was strangled by the plastic bag, and the bag of peaches was like a juicy brick, about to fall off his shoulders, but Wen Sitian regained some energy, he switched hands, and finally held the whole bag in his arms In the middle of the night, the white sunlight was meeting his face, and he could barely open his eyes.

He didn't know how long he walked, his legs and feet were weak, but he seemed to be getting stronger as he walked. He knew that the south gate of the school was not closed during the summer vacation, so he went in from there, passed the gymnasium, and there was a basketball court opposite the woods.

The weather was very hot, and the cicadas were singing so loudly that people's sights were distorted. Panting for breath, Wen Sitian barely hugged Taozi tightly, leaned on the iron fence outside the stadium and squinted his eyes to look in.

No matter the weather is good or bad, the time is morning or evening, there are always active boys jumping up and down, sweat dripping everywhere, full of vitality at any time.

I don't know if his eyes were blurred by the sweat under the high temperature, and those jumping figures were in a trance, but he recognized the people inside. He was taller than everyone, had good golf skills, had a loud voice, and had the most hearty smile.

"...Xu Qingyang...!" He squeezed out a voice from his throat, which was as hoarse as dried tree bark, rustling away.

"Xu Qingyang——!"

The activities of the teenagers were in full swing, no one turned around, his voice seemed to be swallowed by sticky and scorching air.

He stood on tiptoe and shouted without giving up, as if he had wrung out the water, his voice was so crisp that he couldn't continue. He grabbed the iron net and stubbornly insisted that Xu Qingyang turn around.

They haven't seen each other for a long time, and there is no other reason, just give him the peaches to eat.

His voice was broken, and he shook the iron net weakly while panting. Suddenly, he was awakened by a sound beside him. A peach fell from the crumbling pile of peaches and rolled away.

"What's it called? There's no one in there, and the basketball hoop is covered in paint."

Wen Sitian turned his head to look at the source of the voice. It was a dark-skinned boy holding a pair of badminton rackets, standing on the bluestone road below and frowning at him.

Why no one?He clearly saw someone there. Last year, he and Liu Miaomiao often watched Xu Qingyang play basketball here.

He turned his head and looked inside again, but the figures disappeared again, as if they had evaporated under the scorching sun. He took a step back, staggered back down the slope, and looked around in confusion.

He clearly saw it.

"Ah...it's you..." The boy was silent for a moment, then suddenly called out, with an embarrassing look on his face.

Wen Sitian and him stared at each other for a long time before slowly recognizing that it was the boy who found fault at Liu Miaomiao's birthday party last winter.

He didn't drink today, and he lost his jealousy towards Wen Sitian, so he coughed uncomfortably, and said again: "The basketball hoop needs to be repainted, and it can't be used for a few days."

Wen Sitian's expression was still a little dull, as if it was difficult to understand his words, it took him a long time to recover, and asked eagerly: "Is Xu Qingyang not coming? Is he not playing here?"

When the boy heard him keep asking Xu Qingyang, his expression became defensive. He backed away, as if he wanted to bypass Wen Sitian and continue walking, and said, "How do I know..."

"Then..." Wen Sitian approached in a panic, the boy stepped back further and kept looking at him, "Can you help me bring peaches to him? He said he likes to eat... I don't know where he is... ..." He handed the bag of peaches to the boy.

The boy saw that he looked and behaved strangely, his lips were dry from dehydration, his face showed obvious surprise and disgust, he avoided Wen Sitian's peach, and muttered in a low voice: "Crazy, you..." He looked at Wen Sitian. Tian rolled his eyes and left quickly.

After an unknown period of time, his arm holding the peach was so sore that he couldn't hold it anymore, and his calf was trembling. He just sat down on the side of the road, anyway, there was no one walking around in the campus at this time.

The peach seller didn't lie to him, the peach skin was soft, and the skin could be easily peeled off to reveal the clean flesh inside.

He was extremely thirsty, and he ate a peach. He didn't care about the sticky juice dripping down, just thinking wildly.

The man said he was crazy, and he was right.

He had discussed with Wen Sirin before that when the maple leaves were red, he would find time to go together.They made a lot of casual agreements, which were evenly distributed in the time when they hadn't seen each other for a long time, so many that each of them was a joke that didn't seem to need to be kept.

This is all right now, Hongye is not crazy, he is going crazy first.