Human ladder

"Of course, I hope you will always be safe and healthy."

——I hope you are always safe and healthy.This is the minimum wish a mother can give to her son... Besides, I hope you can help me...

The streets around Wen Yan's house are narrow, and there are not many cars at any time.

He sneakily pushed his little baby on the road by himself, calculating the distance so that his old Buddha would not find himself pushing the motorcycle out again.

But I have been thinking about this passage with trepidation, and the hairs on my body have not yet fallen completely.

Wen Yan almost disarmed and surrendered under such trembling.

He endured enough strength to maintain his normal state and was sent out by Sun Yi.

After Wen Yan endured the wounds that were still not healed and took care of everything, he rode a motorcycle with more horsepower and came to a relatively remote billiards club.

Autumn in the north passes quickly. After painting with thick ink and heavy colors, when the autumn rains are over, the cold wind blows away all the leaves, and winter is here.

He was wearing a sweater that he hadn't had time to change out of yet, and now he felt cold and put on a hat, while leaning against the vending machine beside him, waiting for someone.

His face was pale under the light of the vending machine, Wen Yan was chewing gum, and he chewed the gum with a bang.

Until now, someone came shuffling from a distance, smelling of tobacco and alcohol, standing three meters away from Wen Yan, and asked, "Hey, are you Wen Yan?"

Wen Yan turned around, frowned at the smell of alcohol and tobacco on the man, gave him a sideways look, and didn't intend to answer.

The man seemed to be used to thorns too, so he didn't care about it, snorted, and approached again and said: "Our boss said, you will take over this area in the future, do you understand the rules?"

Only then did Wen Yan become interested, raised his eyebrows, stood up straight with his pockets in his pockets, and asked, "What's the rule?"

Although he was in a questioning posture, his body was tense, and he looked directly at the man with piercing eyes, ready to look for an opportunity to attack.

As soon as he got closer, Wen Yan could see clearly the virtues of this group of people. The leader didn't care about Wen Yan's attitude. His attitude remained the same, and he directly handed Wen Yan a pack of white crystals.

Wen Yan lowered his eyes, his expression hidden under the hat remained unchanged, but his tone was unavoidably cold: "Is this the rule?"

He squeezed the apparently mediocre goods in his hand, and laughed out of tune: "I'm here to make money, who will accompany you to die? Let me try medicine again?"

As he said that, Wen Yan didn't wait for these people to answer at all, he turned around and rode that rather cool-looking car, and was about to leave.

"Don't, don't, don't..." Although this person brought so many people with him, if Wen Yan really left, he couldn't explain it, so he hurriedly blocked Wen Yan's way, and said, "Boss didn't mean that, Everyone is trying to make money, the boss means you have to let us see your sincerity? At least let us believe that we are grasshoppers on the same rope."

Wen Yan instantly understood the meaning of these words, so that he must have the evidence to fall into their hands, and in the end something happened that would push him out to block the evidence.

He took the things and stuffed them into his pockets quietly, and nodded: "Got it."

"We usually have a regular source of customers, but there is a certain danger for the first time, so we won't introduce you to the source of customers. This is my business card. My name is Xiao Jia. When you are done looking for it, you can find it." Me, I will help you when the time comes."

Wen Yan took the business card, looked at it under the light, put on his helmet and nodded: "Thank you."

The roar of the locomotive rang piercingly in this unremarkable street. Xiao Jia stood in the distance and watched Wen Yan go away. He tilted his head with a cigarette in his mouth, and the person who was following him lit it for him with insight. While thinking about the opportunity, he asked: "Boss really wants us to hang out with him? Didn't we mess with him before?"

"Who knows what the higher-ups are thinking, I don't believe there is no one else after Mu Jiangqun went in? But Wen Yan is indeed too arrogant, maybe he has other plans..." Xiao Jia flicked the ash from the cigarette butt, squinting his eyes Waving his hand: "Fuck it, leave him alone."

……

Wen Yan twisted the accelerator and overtook several cars, the speed was so fast that he had already attracted the attention of the traffic police.

He seemed to be being chased by someone, and finally he turned a corner in a panic and drove into an increasingly remote urban-rural junction. In the end, the street lights became more and more sparse, and there was a stench from the river bank in the distance, and the sound of 'bang bang' beating iron tools It rang not far or near.

Wen Yan knew there were people around.

But he has reached the limit.

He took out the bag of things from his pocket almost in a panic, and a row of red marks were pinched out on the palm of his hand. He panted heavily to calm down the panic and excitement in his heart, until his pale face slowly turned rosy. , he slumped against the car and sat on the ground.

I can't turn back... I've come this far, I can't turn back...

The things in his hands make him instinctively repel and fear. His parents are both policemen, so he is naturally more sensitive and repulsive to these things, and even knows how scary they are.

But now, he is standing on the opposite side of what their parents insisted on.

However, he was still afraid after all, clutching the sealed bag so tightly that even his arms were shaking.

But he came this far just to have this opportunity...

"Mom... I'm here to help you."

The sound of 'bang bang' in the distance was still ringing, and the wind made his whole body stiff, until the tremors all over his body subsided layer by layer, and he kept telling himself over and over again: "I can't turn back, I can't look back... I can't look back. "

He didn't know how he came to the school, the school gate had already been closed.

Wen Yan squatted at the door, beside a huge stone tablet lying in the middle of the door, engraved with beautiful calligraphy words 'Linwan City Experimental High School'.

He looked down at the time and knew that there was still an evening self-study for the third year of senior high school.

Lu Congqi looked at Wen Yan who suddenly parachuted outside the class, and was so surprised that he ignored the teacher above him and subconsciously stood up.

Wen Yan stood outside the window, the incandescent lights in the classroom were dazzling, lighting up the whole classroom brightly and palely.

Lu Congqi was wearing the school's winter uniform, which wasn't very good-looking, but he looked quite energetic in it.

He couldn't hold back, and whistled triumphantly at Lu Congqi.

The invisible but tense competition of the whole class was completely disturbed by this hooligan whistle.

So Lu Congqi himself became the focus of the whole class's resentment, those little eyes of resentment conveyed a word to Lu Congqi together: Please, for the sake of the whole class, sacrifice yourself and take him away Bar.

Lu Congqi stood up helplessly and walked out of the classroom.

The classroom lit by white incandescent lights in the corridor was like daytime, and the bitter winter wind made Lu Congqi shiver. He shrank his neck subconsciously and asked, "Why did you come here? Didn't you just come back tomorrow?"

Although the words were rude, there was no trace of impatience.

Wen Yan had a hippie smile on his face, and took out a Baiji bun from his arms as if he didn't feel the cold—it was wrapped in a transparent plastic bag, and it was still steaming.

In the cold wind, he was suddenly caught off guard by the sudden heat and the smell of meat, and was rushed into Lu Congqi's nasal cavity by being wrapped in it.

Silently giving way, Cong Qi's tired face eased a lot.

In the corridor, there were people who stood up against the cold wind to recite books even more desperately in order to resist fatigue. Occasionally, the murmur of reading could be heard, and the two of them were relatively speechless.

After a long time, Lu Congqi reached out to take the bag and thanked him.

Lu Congqi hadn't paid attention to the weather outside for a long time after studying and writing questions in the dark.

Looking up, Wen Yan was standing opposite, behind him were the flickering lights and the completely dark night.

He licked his lips for a while, still didn't know what to say, seemed very embarrassed.

Simply put, Wen Yan was very good at finding something to say: "I passed by this stall and bought it. I heard it was delicious, so I brought it here for you."

Hearing this, Lu Congqi frowned, opened his pursed lips slightly, and looked at Wen Yan hesitantly.

It is said that……

He didn't taste it himself.

Lu Congqi lowered his head and straightened his hair that was blown by the wind, and then there was a rustling sound, he lowered his head and opened the plastic bag, and then the scent of Baijimo floated far away without restraint.

The strong-willed reading sound was intermittent and getting lower and lower, as if it was not lightly affected by the fragrance.

"Try it quickly."

Under Wen Yan's expectant eyes, Lu Congqi lowered his head and took a bite. The meat that had been marinated for a long time rotted in one bite, fat but not greasy.

The baked soft white cake still has a warm noodle fragrance.

He chewed for a long time, Wen Yan also looked at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth for a long time.

After Lu Congqi took a sip, Wen Yan asked expectantly, "Is it delicious?"

Lu Congqi nodded, and after swallowing it, he held the Baijibun in both hands and handed it to Wen Yan: "It's delicious, try it."

Lu Congqi actually didn't mean to feed Wen Yan, so he just pushed it back. Unexpectedly, Wen Yan directly touched Lu Congqi's hand, bent slightly, bowed his head and took a big bite unceremoniously.

The sauce is full of mouthfuls, the meat is fragrant, the green pepper is spicy, and the deliciousness of the mouth is beyond words.

Wen Yan chewed and let out an appreciative "hmm~"

"Ok!"

"Um!!!"

One sound is more exaggerated than one sound.

The morale of the strong-willed senior year sprinting was depressed by this fragrance. Everyone inside and outside the classroom was trying to swallow their saliva, trying to resist the temptation with their will.

Li Jian, who couldn't stand it anymore, coughed a few times on behalf of the whole class, and said with a sinking face, "Hurry up and come back to study after eating."

Lu Congqi responded, and looked at Wen Yan with a gentle smile, as if he was satisfied with being fed with Baiji buns, and gave Wen Yan all the rest, and said with a smile: "If it's delicious, I'll give it to you. Bar."

"Don't, I bought it for you."

After a few rounds of pushing and shoving, the two finished a Baiji bun together.

Lu Congqi took out an interview, wiped his hands and mouth, took out strong mints to refresh himself from his pocket, and poured one for Wen Yan.

Clenching his teeth hard, the coolness of mints filled his mouth, even exhaling through his nose was cool.

"Then I'm going in, you go back quickly."

Wen Yan saw that Lu Congqi was about to step into the white light without the slightest warmth, his heart tensed, and he opened his mouth to stop him.

"What's wrong"

Lu Congqi looked back defenselessly.

Wen Yan looked at the face covered by a halo, black hair and handsome face.

He resisted the urge to go up to kiss Lu Congqi, but couldn't help but blurted out, "How far are you going to go?"

In these words, there was a bit of melancholy mixed with disappointment, and there were even coquettish complaints and begging.

Lu Congqi's expression was flustered for a moment, and he almost interrupted, and said forcefully: "How far can you go, I'm here, how far can I go?"

Wen Yan laughed, Chong Lu Congqi waved his hands, he lowered his head, his hair was broken to hide the disappointment in his eyes, and said in a low voice: "What should I do."

"I'm about to lose track of you."

He hid the bag of heroin on his body in the deepest place, so it stands to reason that no one should be able to see it.

Wen Yan met Lu Congqi's questioning eyes, and smiled vigorously to cover up his panic and guilt. He put his pockets in his pocket and waved at Lu Congqi: "Then I'm going back to the dormitory, see you tomorrow."

"Wen Yan."

Lu Congqi felt something in his heart, but in front of dozens of eyes of the whole class, Wen Yan raised his eyebrows and asked him what else he needed with his usual expression.

Everything seems to be the same.

Lu Congqi stared at Wen Yan for a while, then took off his coat in front of everyone and handed it to Wen Yan: "Come find me tonight."

Lu Congqi avoided Wen Yanru's serious eyes, lowered his head and entered the classroom.

Their classrooms are air-conditioned, and there are so many people that it is not too cold.

Wen Yan looked down at the coat in his hand and smiled.

He could only resign himself to his fate and squat at the door of the classroom, waiting for Lu Congqi to finish his get out of class while reporting his itinerary to He Zhang.