you are deep in the stars

Liu Chunchun never dreamed that the opening of his art exhibition would attract so many people to see it.

He was lying on the hospital bed half dead, with one arm and one leg hanging, and he was so excited that tears filled his eyes.

Bai Xi stood in front of the hospital bed, holding his mobile phone expressionlessly. On the screen was a crowded exhibition hall. There were tourists, students, reporters, and cleaning ladies shuttled to collect empty water bottles. The Monet exhibition in the venue next door is still lively.

"Have you seen enough?" Bai Xi asked, "I'm going to pick someone up."

"Five more minutes." Liu Chunchun reluctantly said.

Bai Xi said indifferently, "Call me Dad."

Liu Chunchun has no morals: "Father."

Bai Xi's iceberg-like expression finally loosened, he smiled and cursed: "Get out!"

After a while, Liu Chunchun asked suspiciously: "Why are my audiences all old aunts?"

Bai Xi didn't change his face: "This shows that in the city we live in, the artistic accomplishment of the old aunt is far higher than those Internet celebrity anchors you like."

Liu Chunchun patted the bed with one hand and made a great decision: "I will only love my old aunt from now on."

"Okay, go to sleep." Bai Xi put away her phone, "The third child and the others come to see you at night, so I won't come over."

"Succeed, Brother Bai, you are busy with your work, don't worry about me." Liu Chunchun sat up a little, and said sincerely, "Also, thank you for this exhibition."

Bai Xi patted him with a smile, turned around and left the ward.

"Boss Bai." As soon as we arrived at the parking lot, the secretary called again, "Can the art exhibition be withdrawn? I can pay the team leader, and they have to queue at an online celebrity fried dough stick shop."

"Get out." Bai Xi replied casually, throwing the phone in the passenger seat.

The secretary was relieved, and quickly waved to the team leader.These days, when you open a milk tea shop, you can find someone to line up. It is of course easy to attract a group of viewers to Liu Chunchun's unknown art exhibition, and the old aunts really like this kind of work, after all, they don't need to be exposed to the sun. , free mineral water to drink, and the air conditioner in the venue is also comfortable, so they asked if there is a next time, and said from the bottom of their hearts that this artist is good, we all like it.

The silver sports car turned right through the urban area, drew a beautiful arc, and then was stuck in the sea of ​​private cars, taxis and buses.In September, the peak time for college freshmen to return to school, coupled with the construction of the subway around, blue fences everywhere, the road is even more tightly blocked, making it difficult to move.

Bai Xi glanced at the watch on his wrist, the two pointers swayed left and right like little ghosts, and finally drifted tremblingly towards 10:[-]--[-] minutes before the agreed time, looking at the front of him like a static painting The traffic flow caused Bai Xi's temples to ache, so he had no choice but to dial the reserved mobile phone number.

Shut down.

Hit again.

Still off.

……

Time passed by minute by minute, and when Bai Xi finally arrived at the exit, a full hour had passed before [-]:[-], and just in time for a large group of people pouring out of the station, carrying luggage, Those who caught live chickens and those who carried fruits, the air was filled with all kinds of sour smells, and when they were transpired by the hot and humid afternoon sun, they were like fermented sap, making people dizzy and dizzy.

Bai Xi had no choice but to take two steps back and find a ventilated place. The gray shirt on his body was already soaked with sweat, and his shoes were stepped on countless times. It was really hard for him to maintain a good mood, so he impatiently unbuttoned his shirt and dialed the phone again.

Unsurprisingly, shut down.

There was really no other way, even though Bai Xi was extremely unwilling, she had no choice but to call the old man who was on vacation.

"The phone you are calling is turned off."

Bai Xi began to wonder if today was World Shutdown Day, the kind of response to environmental protection that everyone is responsible for, but just as he was thinking about what to do next, there was a sudden commotion from the other side of the train station.

"Catch the thief!" Someone yelled.

Bai Xi looked up, just in time to see a tall man rushing away from the crowd layer by layer, quickly picked up a person, and threw him into the sky at a 45-degree "swoosh".

The onlookers were in an uproar and scattered in all directions, consciously giving up a large open space for the thief to land. Bai Xi was shocked when she saw this, and rushed forward in three hurried steps. Just when the thief's head was about to touch the tile, Rolling and crawling, he flew to hug him, acting as a meat pad.

There was a dull impact sound, and the crowd all gasped in unison.

pain.

"Don't move!" The police hurried over and handcuffed the two people on the ground.

Bai Xi: "..."

Bai Xi quickly sent himself a card, and he said, "Comrade policeman, I am a good person."

However, no one believed it. After all, flying to save the thief in full view, he was either an accomplice or a sick person.

Bai Xi pointed to the burly man who had done what was right, and said truthfully, "I'm afraid he will beat the thief to death."

According to the landing angle just now, the thief might have broken his neck directly, or at least suffered a concussion, so the policeman asked Bai Xi, "Do you know each other?"

"I know you." Bai Xi said, "I'm here to pick him up. His name is Han Zhuo."

The police took the ID card from the hero, Zhou Jinshan.

……

Until he was arrested in the police car, Bai Xi was still deeply immersed in the cruelty of reality and couldn't extricate himself. He really didn't want to admit that in a good deed of righteousness, in full view of everyone, he risked himself to save a thief he didn't know.

This matter is a bit complicated to say, he doesn't know Han Zhuo, and he hasn't even seen a photo. He only received instructions from the old man to pick him up at the train station in person, and other than that, the only clue is I heard from my mother that Han Zhuo fought every day in his hometown, and he was more diligent in entering the police station than in the canteen.

Bai Xi twitched the corner of her mouth: "Is this considered an advantage?"

"What do you know? They act bravely." Mrs. Bai raised her orchid finger and ate the bird's nest with rock sugar. "Your father wants him to join the company. When I think about it, it would be good for you to be your bodyguard."

So today, when Bai Xi saw someone vigorously catching a thief, he instinctively thought that it must be Han Zhuo. He didn't want this person to be sued for beating the thief to death on the first day of his stay—that way the old man would probably be punished. I pinched myself, so I hurried forward to help, but I never expected that I admitted the wrong person.

Thinking of this, he turned his head, resentfully and deeply, and glanced at his "accomplice".

The thief dragged his handcuffs and cupped his fists: "We met by chance, thank you for saving my life, brother."

Bai Xi felt that she wanted to swear.

The little policeman knocked on the iron bars with his baton: "You two, be more honest!"

……

Two hours later, the interrogating police collectively sent the young owner of the Huanchen Group, who was brave enough to save the thief, out of the gate with unbelievable, dazed, hellish, and slightly awe-inspiring eyes.

Bai Xi's feet were weak and his stomach was rumbling. He felt that this might be the most unlucky day in his life. What was even more unlucky was that Han Zhuo was probably still squatting in the train station until now, alone and eating instant noodles.

He let out a long sigh, and took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, but it ran out of battery.

Sure enough, World Shutdown Day.

The cool wind stirred up the fallen leaves, and Bai Xi shivered while sitting on the bench, feeling like an old brother who had been in prison for ten years and was released from prison alone, without a mobile phone or a younger brother.

After a while, a person suddenly squatted down in front of him: "Hello."

Bai Xi was taken aback suddenly: "Huh?"

"Hello." The other party stretched out his hand with a good attitude, "Han Zhuo."

Bai Xi: "..."

The man in front of him looks very refined, with a handsome face, thin lips pursed into a slight smile, wearing a pair of rimless glasses, the cuffs of a white shirt are neatly rolled up, an old-fashioned watch on his wrist, dry and slender fingers, quite like the high school next door The homeroom teacher, or the lawyer who just came out of the police station, or an accountant, or a doctor, in any case, it will not be what my mother described. I grew up in the countryside, simple and hardworking, and fought every day like Lei Feng's wildness. hero.

Seeing that he didn't intend to shake hands with him, Han Zhuo withdrew his right hand and continued to smile, "Sorry, my phone is out of battery today."

Bai Xi stretched out her hand: "Certificate."

Han Zhuo raised his eyebrows slightly, and cooperatively took out his ID card from his trouser pocket.

Name, gender, date of birth, hometown address, all of them are not bad.

Bai Xi finally believed that this person was really Han Zhuo.

"I heard the news at the train station, so I borrowed money to take a taxi." Before he could ask, Han Zhuo took the initiative to answer, "There are a group of old aunts who are lamenting why college students who are good-looking should become thieves. Listen After the appearance description, I guessed that it might be you."

Bai Xi's ears were ringing, he really didn't want to hear the word "railway station" again, he just wanted to go home, eat and sleep, and he'd better wake up tomorrow morning so he could lose his memory, so he forced himself into a smile: "Forget it, let's go back first, my father will be back in half a month."

"This police station is quite difficult to find." Han Zhuo looked around and repeated, "The five yuan I borrowed is almost not enough to take the subway."

This time, Bai Xi finally heard the important points he repeatedly emphasized, and asked in surprise, "You don't bring money with you when you go out?"

Han Zhuo Wenliang replied: "The wallet was stolen on the train."

Bai Xi: "..."

"I'm not asking you to borrow money," Han Zhuo was sincere and humble, "I just haven't eaten all day and night, and I'm hungry."

"...Okay, I'll take you to have supper." Bai Xi couldn't laugh or cry.

"Don't go too far, just be casual." Han Zhuo tidied up the messy shirt collar for him, "I want to eat small noodles in marinade at No. 30, Mojin Hutong, No. [-], Mojin Hutong, Yangliu Street, East Second District , cut with a knife."

Bai Xi had a complicated mood: "Are you calling it casual?"

Han Zhuo swallowed.

Bai Xi: "..."

Bai Xi said, "Take a taxi."

The taxi was speeding all the way, and an hour later, the driver parked the car on the side of the road: "Here we are."

Bai Xi yawned. He fell asleep all the way. He was a little dizzy when he got off the car. He stood on the side of the road and the wind blew for a long time before he woke up.

"Where's the noodle shop?" Bai Xi asked.

Han Zhuo replied: "Cross this alley."

"Oh." Bai Xi stretched her muscles and walked in behind him.The alleyway was long, deep, and dark, and the street lamps had long been used as decorations. Only the dim lights reflected from the crumbling small buildings on both sides could barely see the road clearly.

"Collect used mobile phones!" In front of him was a broken three-wheeler, "Waste household appliances!"

Han Zhuo suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Bai Xi asked, "What's wrong?"

Han Zhuo smiled: "It's nothing, I thought this was a ditch."

Bai Xi frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong, but before he could ask further, Han Zhuo had already pulled him a few steps away, and at the same time raised his right hand imperceptibly, and threw a small wafer into the roadside. In the tricycle—that was the bug he had just torn off from Bai Xi's watch.

The old man who collected the scraps didn't realize it, humming a joke, pedaled his tricycle and walked out of the alley with a "bang bang".

At the same time, in another corner of the city, a group of people were carefully distinguishing the sound coming from the earphones. It was very noisy and chaotic, and it seemed that some people were bargaining.

It took a full half an hour before they finally confirmed the specific content of the mysterious sound wave.

"All waste and rotten mobile phones can be exchanged for stainless steel washbasins."