Flight of the Bumblebee

He Qi took out the small stool he used to eat and asked Xing Yan to sit outside.Holding the medicine box, he looked at the bruised and dirty face, feeling very uncomfortable, no matter how it looked, it was not pleasing to the eye, so he rushed Xing Yan to the bathroom to wash his face before coming back.When Xing Yan heard that he was going to let him wash his face, he showed an innocent and embarrassed expression, but he still stood up and obediently went to wash his face under the faucet.

He Qi heard the sound of splashing water mixed with the sound of breathing in. Xing Yan's wound was afraid of water, so he didn't consider it.

He Qi hurriedly walked over and saw Xing Yan bent over to catch the water with his palm and carefully splashed it on his face, so he called him from behind.Xing Yan kept bending over and looked back, his facial features were distorted in pain.He Qi had no choice but to ask him to get up, took a towel from the wall, and handed it over: "Wipe it, clean it up, and give you medicine."

He took another stool out of the room, a little higher than the original one.He sat on the stool, opened the medicine box on his lap.Fortunately, he lived alone and realized that he could rely on himself to get sick and catch a cold, so he had a good supply of commonly used medicines, including safflower oil for bruises and tiger ointment for hurting tendons and bones.He rummaged through the medicine box and took out the anti-inflammatory medicine and Yunnan Baiyao, and suddenly realized that he didn't have any ice cubes at hand.He looked back subconsciously, just in time to see Xing Yan coming out of the bathroom covering his wound with a towel.He hesitated for a moment, and said to Xing Yan: "I'm going down to buy something, you wait for me here."

After finishing speaking, he put down the medicine box and ran down the stairs without looking back.While running, he was nervous: "I hope the house was not ransacked when I ran back." He also thought that apart from the mobile phone and computer, there seemed to be nothing of value.But if these two things are lost, he will be so heartbroken that he can't breathe, because with this salary, it can't be replenished just by replenishment.

He couldn't find ice cubes at the 24-hour convenience store two streets away, so he had to buy two boxes of ice cream instead.Carrying the bag from the convenience store, running wildly on the street at two o'clock in the morning, I suddenly felt stupid.If a man really stole his house, he would be the biggest fool in the world.

When Xing Yan saw He Qi running up the stairs out of breath, he showed puzzled and surprised eyes.And when He Qi desperately ran up from downstairs, seeing Xing Yan sitting well on the stool and looking at him in surprise, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and showed a smile that he didn't even realize.Panting, he shook the bag in his hand in front of Xing Yan, and said to him intermittently: "Use this...for face...to reduce swelling..."

Xing Yan seemed to have just reacted, quickly stood up from the stool, took two steps towards He Qi, and stopped again, holding the towel he gave him, hesitating whether to go forward.He Qi slowed down from the previous violent exercise. Seeing Xing Yan's embarrassed expression, he pointed to the stool behind him and motioned him to sit back.

When walking towards Xing Yan, He Qi pretended to glance into the room inadvertently: "Very well, it seems that he didn't go in and rummage things while I was away." Take out the two boxes of ice cream and put them on the table.Xing Yan looked at him in surprise: "What is this for?"

"It's not food." He Qi said, "It's for you to reduce swelling." Xing Yan obviously didn't hear what he said earlier.

He Qi said that he bought ice cream to reduce his swelling, opened the lid, and ate it first.Sitting on a low stool, Xing Yan raised his head and asked him weakly: "How... how to reduce the swelling?" He Qi pointed to the remaining ice cream and asked him to directly cover the bruised place with the box , the mouth is not idle.Xing Yan obediently picked up the cold box. On the table was a circle formed by the condensation of water droplets in the air. He put the ice cream on his cheekbone and immediately barked.He Qi glanced at him, and he fell silent.

There are insects chirping at night.

He Qi finished eating a whole box of ice cream, threw the empty box on the table, wiped his mouth with his hands, picked up the Yunnan Baiyao that he had prepared early in the morning, and stood up in front of Xing Yan: "You can take the ice cream away. "

Xing Yan wanted to stand up subconsciously, he put the box on the table, He Qi told him that you could just sit down, and then applied the medicine on the injured part of his face with the only chandelier pulled out from the rooftop.

Xing Yan didn't blink his eyes, and looked straight at He Qi, as if bewitched.However, He Qi didn't notice that he was looking at him, all his attention was already on not getting Yunnan Baiyao into his eyes.

The left eyeball was beaten to bloodshot, looking scary.He Qi couldn't help asking him: "Can you still see with your eyes? How about I take you to the hospital tomorrow?" Xing Yan immediately lowered his head, avoiding his gaze.He shook his head again, and said in a low voice that he could see it, it was nothing serious.

He Qi snapped his head back, although the action was a little rough, but when the cotton swab wiped his face, it was careful and gentle.Xing Yan felt his eyes heat up, he suddenly covered his left eye and yelled.He Qi was frightened by him, held up a cotton swab and asked him what's wrong.

"It hurts..." He squeezed the word out between his teeth, covering his eyes with his hands and refusing to let go.

Afraid that if he continued to use such force, the injured eyeball would be useless, He Ji hurriedly pulled his hand away, and his tone slowed down unconsciously: "Where does it hurt? Let me see."

Xing Yan took his hand away, closed his left eye tightly, and wet his eyelashes with a lot of tears.He Qi pondered for a while, and asked, "Are you crying or is it in pain?" After he asked this question, he didn't seem to care about Xing Yan's answer, picked up the towel that was put aside, and carefully covered that eye Wipe away all the tears.He was thinking: Maybe he has to go to the hospital to have a look, but is it necessary to treat this person so well?It's not a relative, it's medicine and it's sent to the hospital, those who don't know think he is a philanthropist.But looking at this face, I feel really pitiful. If other intractable diseases are found out, he won't be able to escape the medical expenses...

He suddenly thought of a question he wanted to ask in the bushes earlier: "Who beat you?"

Xing Yan looked away and became hesitant, why did he have to move closer to hear what he was saying.

"You said you were beaten by some middle school students with sticks nearby?" He Qi widened his eyes and asked him loudly, "Really?"

Xing Yan nodded.He Qi stopped talking, and after a while he casually said: "If you don't wander around, you will be fine." Xing Yan lowered his head guiltily, and He Qi threw the used cotton swab into the empty ice cream box without saying a word I went to wash my hands.Xing Yan looked at his back, a burst of bitterness welled up in his heart, and his eyes began to ache again.

He watched He Qi come out of the bathroom, wiped his hands with a clean towel in his hand, and casually said to him, "Eat the ice cream on the table, it's melted anyway."

Hearing what he said, Xing Yan picked up the ice cream on the table, opened the lid, and sure enough, it turned into a puddle of water. The plastic box kept dripping water, and there was a chill in the ice, but it was not as cold as before. It's a bone-chilling feeling.

He Qi stood aside, watching silently as Xing Yan was holding the box in both hands, sipping it one bite at a time, as if a box of ice cream would last forever.He originally wanted to say something to him, and wanted to wait until he finished eating, but now he has no patience.

"I'm going to sleep in a while, it's impossible for you to come in the house." He spoke outrageously, and gave Xing Yan some leeway, "You can take a bath here."

The meaning behind it was clear-let's go after taking a shower, but he didn't say it clearly.

Seeing that Xing Yan didn't respond, the alarm bell sounded in He Qi's mind, and he asked again: "Why do you keep wandering around, guarding below in the middle of the night, is it because of me?" He asked this question several times , The tramp has never responded to him directly.

The previous uneasiness and suspicion quickly climbed up his mind along the vine: "Is this person a murderer? I have cleaned up his wounds, will he be grateful for letting me go? Should I not?" Bring him upstairs?" Goosebumps came up his back, so that the more he looked at the man, the more he felt that he was not a good person, and even his slow eating of ice cream seemed to have ulterior motives.The dim incandescent lamp illuminated that thin face, and the expression on his face became nervous.

Xing Yan's movements slowed down, he put the unfinished ice cream on his lap, his eyelashes cast a shadow on the eye socket, exuding melancholy and sadness.How confused, since the first time he met, he felt that the man had a strange temperament, which he had never met before, but he couldn't say what this feeling was.It would be better if he was like the vagabonds that can be seen everywhere on the street, with a head like a rat and a meager existence, but there is always such a light in his eyes, which makes it so puzzling that it cannot be named.

He couldn't see him as the same as the homeless people everywhere on the street, not just because he saved his life.

However, He Qi didn't stop his harsh words: "If you think I have anything to do with you because I saved your life, then you are wrong."

He crossed his arms and looked at him coldly: "You stand downstairs every night, not only will you cause trouble for me, but also bring anxiety to everyone living in this building. Isn't it just because of this reason yourself Were you beaten?"

Then he changed his tone again, and said earnestly and kindly: "You are still young, not a few years older than me, with hands and feet, you should work hard to find a job and live a good life. Why don't you go home?"

Xing Yan looked at him, "How to live a good life?" His eyes showed a kind of innocence, not to refute He Qi, but to ask him this question sincerely.

He was so speechless, he took a brief look at himself, and it seemed that he couldn't meet the four words "live a good life".However, he still opened his mouth, and said the answer in the textbook palely: "A good life is... to live happily, do what you want to do, work hard to make money, and become a useful person... right..." He couldn't even do it himself. arrive.

"Anyway, you can't be decadent in life!" He finally came to a resounding conclusion.

In his opinion, people like Xing Yan are undoubtedly wasting their lives.Xing Yan seemed to think so too, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to the Baishui Bridge to throw himself into the river in the middle of the night.

"Why don't you go home?" He Qi asked him again.

Xing Yan choked up, and said, "I can't go back."

"Can't go back" can have many meanings, severing ties with the family, or the death of the family, or losing the house and no place to live, so we can only be displaced, and the world is our home.

Whatever the reason, there are enough tragic reasons.

"Where did you live before? What did you do?" He Qi suddenly became interested in talking in detail all night, he pulled a chair with a back and sat down.

Xing Yan didn't say what he did, only the province where he was born, which was far away from their city, almost across half of China.He Qi was taken aback: "Did you come all the way?"

"It's been five years since I left home." He Qi noticed that his expression became uneasy. When they started talking about his past, Xing Yan kept his hands on his knees and couldn't help picking the ice cream box with his fingers. , making a noise like plastic.

Perhaps none of these questions should be asked.What a thought.

He stood up, and he had a new understanding of the man, and he didn't think he was a bad person.No murderer would show an innocent look in front of others, not to mention that every time he looked at He Qi, there was an indescribable expectation in his eyes.

He Qi couldn't bear to give him an order to evict him. He sighed secretly, and said helplessly to Xing Yan: "It's getting late, I'm going to go to bed. I won't go to work tomorrow, you can stay here for one night You are happy." When he opened the door to go in, he turned around and told Xing Yan, "You are not allowed to enter the house at night, and the mosquito coil and lighter are left outside for you."

He closed the door, hesitated for a moment, and did not lock the door.

Xing Yan sat on a low stool outside, playing with an empty ice cream box in his hand.I don't know if it was intentional, but He Qi left the lamp for him.Or he forgot and didn't have time to close it.

How much electricity does a lighted incandescent lamp consume throughout the night?In a sleepless city, the energy consumed is only a drop in the bucket.It is true that the light that is a drop in the bucket can barely cover him at this moment.With the gentle evening wind blowing, Xing Yan felt the summer temperature for the first time.