SAYE

In the morning, Jiang Cheng got up a bit late, and when he opened his eyes, it was almost time for class.

The longest he was absent from school was two days, and he stayed out at night for three days, but he was late relatively infrequently, and for some reason, he was reluctant to be late if he planned to go to school.

Now that school has just started, he hasn't planned to stop going to school, so when he sees the time, he jumps up from the bed, runs into the bathroom, and grabs the disposable dental kit.

He usually doesn’t use these things when he stays in a hotel, the toothbrush is too hard and too big, and the toothpaste generally doesn’t taste good... When he was rinsing his mouth, he found that he didn’t know whether his left hand brushed his teeth properly or the toothbrush was too bad. bleeding.

Then I looked up at myself in the mirror, my face was pale from sleep, and there were faint blue eye circles, matching the toothpaste foam on my mouth...

"Ah..." He faced the mirror and covered his chest with a gauze-wrapped hand, pointed forward with one hand, gasped in pain a few times, "shit...shit...is poisonous! Ah!"

After the performance, I had fun for a long time, and then remembered that the time was running out, so I hurriedly splashed some water on my face to wash it.

When he checked out and ran out, he seemed to see Ru Jia smiling at him.

That's right, he followed Bao Fei's fairly clear instructions to find Homeinn yesterday, but in the end, except for 500 yuan and a mobile phone, not even his clothes, he insisted on not moving in.

Because he didn't have an ID card, when he tried to ask the waiter to help him figure out a solution, the waiter even threatened to call the police.

It's so difficult to live in a shop in a big dilapidated urban area in a small dilapidated city!

He has already put on Gu Fei's sweater, put on Gu Fei's down jacket, took Gu Fei's charger, ate his food, smoked his cigarettes, he really has no face to go back and ask Gu Fei to borrow your ID card used.

When he was planning to find an Internet cafe to make do for the night, he saw this small hotel opposite, and that was his salvation.

He looked back at this small hotel, Zhou's Hotel, and wrote it down, so he can review it later when he writes his memoirs.

I bought breakfast in the small shop downstairs of the hotel, but I didn't have time to eat it, so Jiang Cheng stuffed all the food into his pocket and ran towards the school for a while.

The distance from No. [-] Middle School to here is not far. Two stops, still a small stop, the time to wait for the traffic jam is already gone, but it is close, running all the way now is pretty terrible, and I still call early in the morning No car.

When he ran to the school gate, Jiang Cheng heard the preparatory bell ringing, and the people who gathered towards the school gate as if in slow motion did not respond, they should eat and talk, and when they walked into the school with the preparatory bell It's like walking in a garden.

He slowed down his pace, not wanting to be a rushing student bully among the crowd.

In his current state, the teacher on duty had already come over to scold him when he was in his current state, and the teacher on duty standing at the gate of No. [-] Middle School, who didn’t know whether he had a good temper or got used to it, so he yelled softly: “Hurry up! Hurry up! Short steps! Anyone who climbs through the door after the door closes will be registered and deducted points!"

Climb the door?Jiang Cheng turned his head and glanced at the school gate.

The gate of the No. [-] Middle School is still imposing, with two floors, the first floor is an electric gate with a height of half a person, and there are two large iron gates with spikes on the inside.

He suddenly remembered that Gu Fei was late yesterday and came in through the door?

Tsk.Thinking of that row of spikes, he felt a gust of wind blowing through his crotch, making it cool.

When going upstairs, someone called his name from behind: "Jiang Cheng!"

He turned his head and saw Wang Xu running over with a large pancake gnawing on it.

"Damn you," Wang Xu looked him up and down, "Just now I thought Da Fei was wrong, but when I saw that the hat was wrong...why are you wearing his clothes? Are these his clothes?"

"Yes." Jiang Cheng continued to go upstairs.

"Did something happen?" Wang Xu looked at his hand again, "Fuck me? What's wrong with your hand? Is it a monkey? Did you go to Da Fei's place to hide?"

"No, no." Jiang Cheng replied.

"You don't need to hide it from me," Wang Xu patted him on the shoulder very loyally, "It's because of me, I'll take care of what happens, tell me the truth..."

"No," Jiang Cheng turned to look at him, "pat me on the shoulder."

Wang Xu raised his hand.

"Don't pat me on the back either," Jiang Cheng said.

"Fuck," Wang Xu put his hands back into his pockets a little unhappily, stepped in front of him a few steps and went upstairs, "It's hard."

Gu Fei didn't come to the morning self-study, he didn't know if he was late again or he missed class.

Jiang Cheng lay prone on the table, using Zhou Jing's body in front of him to block himself, and slowly ate breakfast. No fewer than five people around him were eating together.

He sighed as he ate, he has been assimilated inexplicably after only two days?

His breakfast is fairly simple, fried dumplings and soy milk, and the dumplings are filled with cabbage carefully, for fear that it will taste bad when he eats it in class.

As a result, I looked at the people next to me. They found that the steamed stuffed buns stuffed with leeks and the pancakes stuffed with leeks were delicious, and there were people who ate a bowl of beef noodles.

The first class was English. As usual, Lao Lu came in and yelled, and even snatched away half of the steamed stuffed bun from the one who ate the slowest.

"Hey," Zhou Jing turned his head, "Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng."

Jiang Cheng glanced at him, but didn't make a sound.

"Jiang Cheng?" Zhou Jing called him again, "Jiang Cheng."

"Say it directly if you have something to say." Jiang Cheng suddenly understood why Gu Fei didn't bother to talk to him. He had to call him by name until you agreed to say anything.

"Are you wearing Da Fei's clothes today?" Zhou Jing asked.

Jiang Cheng frowned, looked at the down jacket on the back of the chair, and felt that what he was wearing might be the clothes Gu Fei wore most often.

Wang Xu could recognize it at a glance, and Zhou Jing could tell it too. It is estimated that half of the people in this class knew that he came to class wearing Gu Fei's clothes.

Looking down at the sweater on his body, he can only pray that this sweater is not something he wears often.

"The sweater belongs to Da Fei, too?" Zhou Jing asked again, "You were at Da Fei's house yesterday?"

Fuck!

Jiang Cheng ignored him, lay down on the table and wanted to sleep.

"Hey, Jiang Cheng," Zhou Jing stopped bumping the table now, "Why didn't Da Fei come today?"

"If you don't shut up, I'll beat you." Jiang Cheng said with his eyes closed.

Zhou Jing sighed and remained silent.

The classroom is very warm and hot, but it would not be appropriate to take off the sweater, not to mention that he has no other clothes in the sweater, so he can't go to class shirtless.

This Gu Fei looked very low-key, he didn't even say a word in school, and he didn't see anyone close to him, he went to the bathroom alone, and he remembered all the clothes he was wearing.

It's fucking amazing.

The second period was Chinese class. After class, Lao Xu walked up to him, looked at him twice, and said, "Jiang Cheng, come here."

Jiang Cheng stood up, hesitated for a while, and could only put on Gu Fei's clothes again, followed Old Xu out of the classroom, and stood in the corridor together: "What's the matter, Mr. Xu?"

"Why didn't Gu Fei come to class today?" Old Xu asked.

"How would I know?" Jiang Cheng was a little speechless.

"You don't know?" Lao Xu looked at him, with the words "I don't believe it" written on his face, "Do you really not know or are you unwilling to tell me?"

"I don't know him very well, what kind of cover should I cover for him?" Jiang Cheng said a little irritably.

"Oh, that's it," Old Xu sighed, "I saw you were wearing his clothes, and thought you were together yesterday, so I know why he didn't come."

"... Oh." Jiang Cheng responded, and he could only respond with this one. He felt that a mouthful of old blood would spurt out of his mouth if there was one more word.

"Jiang Cheng," Old Xu looked at him, "You have been in touch with Gu Fei for the past two days, what do you think of him?"

Jiang Cheng stared at Old Xu, if he hadn't known that he was at school now, the person standing in front of him was his class teacher, and Gu Fei was just his deskmate, he really felt that he was facing a matchmaker.

"One day," Jiang Cheng corrected Old Xu, "half a day to be exact."

"Yes, he didn't come yesterday afternoon," Lao Xu frowned, "Then you feel..."

"I don't feel it," Jiang Cheng interrupted him, "President Xu, I don't have any opinion on this person."

"Gu Fei, he's quite smart. He's different from other underachievers," Old Xu said persistently, "If he can do his thinking and work well, his grades can improve."

"Me?" Jiang Cheng pointed to himself, almost wanting to ask if you were awake.

"No, no, it's me," Old Xu smiled and pointed to himself, "Of course the ideological work is done by the class teacher."

Jiang Cheng didn't say a word, he could tell that Lao Xu was a good person, but with his current status in the students' minds, the difficulty of this job was a bit high, even Zhou Jing probably wouldn't buy him, Not to mention Gu Fei.

"I mean, your grades are very good," Old Xu said, "Can you make a pair with him?"

"What?" Jiang Cheng stared at Old Xu in surprise.

Pair?

This kind of thing was only encountered in junior high school, and the ending was nothing but puppy love, but it still happened in high school, Lao Xu looks like a middle-aged and elderly emoji at this moment.

"It's not a pairing either," Lao Xu explained, "It's just that you usually help him more, let him listen to the lectures in class, and you explain to him the questions that you don't know how to do..."

Jiang Cheng looked at him, wondering what kind of power could make Old Xu have the illusion that Gu Fei could accept other people's supervision.

"In the past, I let Yi Jing have time to tutor him. Yi Jing is the class monitor and is very responsible, but after all, she is a girl, so it is not convenient," Lao Xu said, "So I hope you are in... a situation that does not affect your grades. Next, take care of your classmates."

Old Xu's expression was very sincere, and his tone was full of discussion, which made Jiang Cheng a little at a loss as to what to say.

Since he was a child, he has been soft rather than hard, sincere and not pretentious, but he really couldn't accept Lao Xu's naive request.

"Mr. Xu," he also said sincerely, "I think you should get to know me first before you consider whether I should do this job. Grades are not the standard for measuring a person. You didn't see me in class today. Didn't you even bring the book?"

The conversation did not continue, and the class bell rang.

Gu Fei didn't come to school all morning, and none of the teachers in class asked about it. It seemed that they didn't care who came and who didn't.

Jiang Cheng was the first to leave the classroom as soon as school was over. He had nothing to pack, so he left as soon as he got his clothes on. He ran faster than the group of people who were going to the cafeteria to grab food, and rushed out of the school at lightning speed.

He was lucky today, as soon as he left the school gate, he saw a taxi drop off passengers, and he sat in the passenger seat without waiting for all the passengers to get off.

"Besides the shopping plaza in the city center," Jiang Cheng asked the driver, "is there any place where I can buy clothes?"

The driver thought for a while: "Shopping plaza."

"Where is it?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"It's in the city center." The driver replied.

"...Oh." Jiang Cheng leaned back and closed his eyes, "Let's go there."

The shopping plaza was rather dusty. Jiang Cheng and Pan Zhi came for a casual stroll that day when they came to eat barbecue. There was nothing to look at, but now they can't care about it anymore, as long as it is clothes.

He randomly picked a store that was said to offer a discount for wiping his neck and jumping off a building. If he didn't buy it, he was afraid that the boss would die in vain. He grabbed a sweater and a down jacket and tried it on.

When he walked out of the mall carrying Gu Fei's clothes, he felt relieved.

The style of the newly bought clothes is average, but the quality is good, warm, and the price is not bad, but the price is definitely not enough to wipe your neck, at most you jump out of the window on the first floor.

Grabbed something casual in the nearest shopping mall and didn't know where to go.

Why don't you just go back to school and find a dry cleaner next to the school to wash Gu Fei's clothes.

He stopped taking taxis, his mother gave him a lot of money in the card, but judging from Li Baoguo's situation, the money was estimated to be used from high school to university... He looked, and there was a bus stop in front of him.

As he was walking, the phone rang.

Li Baoguo called.

He answered the phone reluctantly: "Hello?"

"Cheng Cheng!" Li Baoguo's voice came out loudly, "You're out of school!"

"Yes." Jiang Cheng continued to walk towards the station.

"Where did you spend the night last night?" Li Baoguo asked, "If you made such a big fuss, the neighbors who don't know will think I've done something to you!"

Jiang Cheng didn't say anything, he walked to the stop sign and stood there, wanting to see if there was a bus to get to the school.

"Have you lost your anger?" Li Baoguo asked again, "Come back to eat, I've made dumplings, I'll wait for you to come back and eat!"

"I..." Jiang Cheng didn't want to go back, but he couldn't say it now, and he froze for a long time before he could say, "I'm in the shopping plaza."

"It's not very far. You can come back by taking No. 19," Li Baoguo said immediately, "It's at the station at the east exit of the square!"

When Jiang Cheng returned to the street of Li Baoguo with his clothes, he found that there was a dry cleaner not far away. It looked a little unreliable, but there were many clothes hanging in the window, so he hesitated. After a while, I took Gu Fei's clothes in and asked them to wash them, and paid for the expedited money to pick them up at night.

When he got downstairs, he stopped. A rickshaw was parked at the entrance of the corridor, pulling a cart of glass. Li Baoguo was standing beside him, took a few pieces of glass from the car, and walked back with some difficulty.

This is probably to replace the window he broke yesterday, Jiang Cheng sighed, and ran over: "I'll get it."

"Hey, I'm back!" Li Baoguo yelled, "Don't move, I'll take it, I'll drop it later, it's quite expensive!"

Jiang Cheng took a look and it was indeed not easy to hand over, so he took the key in Li Baoguo's hand and went to open the door.

"There is a tacit understanding!" Li Baoguo raised his head and yelled at someone, "Look, this is my son! There is a tacit understanding with me!"

"Why don't you find a worker to come over and install it?" Jiang Cheng looked around the room, the broken glass on the floor was still there, he went to the kitchen to get a broom, "This..."

"Looking for a worker?" Li Baoguo glared, "How much will it cost! Let me tell you, I still pay on credit for just these few pieces of glass!"

"On credit?" Jiang Cheng was stunned holding the broom.

"The glass shop in the back street, the boss always plays cards with me, and asks him to order first," Li Baoguo said, "I'll pay after two days when I'm lucky."

Jiang Cheng opened his mouth and said nothing, Li Baoguo didn't even have a few pieces of money for glass?Give a glass money and rely on playing cards?

"Is it the back street?" He bent down and swept the glass on the ground, "I'll pay the money later."

"Good son!" Li Baoguo put the glass on the table and clapped his hands, "I know I love you! Your family gave you a lot of money, right?"

Jiang Cheng turned his head and glanced at him without saying a word.

When Li Baoguo went to the kitchen to get dumplings, he grabbed the coat he threw on the bed, took out the wallet from his pocket, opened it, and felt a little speechless.

The cash should have not been moved, but the position of the card has changed. He looked at the card number again, and after confirming that it was the original one, he put the wallet back in his pocket and sat on the edge of the bed, feeling a little tired.

When Gu Fei took out the cigarette case and wanted to get some cigarettes, he realized that a pack of cigarettes had already been smoked.

He frowned and crumpled the cigarette case into a ball, throwing it to the ground at his feet.

In addition to the cigarette case, there was a piece of cigarette butts on the ground.

It was quite quiet today. In the morning, Lao Xu made several calls, as well as calls from his mother and Li Yan. He didn't answer them all, and finally turned off the phone.

The world is quiet, and he can savor the deepest fear from the bottom of his heart alone.

The sky has begun to darken, and the north wind is blowing more and more urgently. The wind can blow through the hat, earbags, and mask on the face.

He turned around and walked out along the path between the two rows of tombstones, took a broom in and swept the cigarette butts on the ground, then stared at the photo on the tombstone.

This is the first time he's seen a picture of this all day here today.

In the dim light, the person in the photo looked very strange, but there was still a hint of fear that made him feel scared.

"I'm leaving," he said.

When he turned to leave, he always felt that someone was behind him.

Looking back, I saw only a silent tombstone.

Going forward, the footsteps were a bit heavy, Gu Fei took a breath and quickened his pace.

The moment he put down the broom, there was a loud sound of water in his ears.

His breathing stopped, and he felt the darkness around him suddenly.

It's not the sound of running water, nor the sound of ordinary water strokes, this is... the sound of someone struggling desperately in the water, with a desperate, painful, and huge sound.

The water splashed up, one after another splashed, and one by one was smashed, and there were a pair of eyes in the spray staring at him.

"Why don't you save me! Are you itchy!"

Gu Fei kicked the trash can next to him fiercely in a burst of fear, and the sound of the trash can falling on the ground brought him back to reality.

He pulled his collar, bowed his head and walked quickly along the empty road towards the gate of the cemetery.

It wasn't the last sentence he heard, but it was a recurring sentence in the nightmare that he couldn't wake up the whole night on the day his father died.

Dad didn't have time to speak before he died, and he couldn't speak, only desperately struggling.

He didn't know why he dreamed of such a sentence, and he didn't expect that this sentence would follow him in the next few years, becoming a fear he couldn't face.

The feeling of being drenched standing by the lake is always so real, so real that every time he has to reach out and grab the clothes, repeatedly making sure that the clothes are dry.

This side of the cemetery is actually quite prosperous, the road from the gate is the main street, Gu Fei almost jogged into a supermarket.

He began to feel the warmth only after the surrounding lights were covered, and the stiffness of his body gradually subsided.

He bought two packs of cigarettes and a bottle of water, and another oden, sat in the rest area and finished eating before returning to the street.

I lit a cigarette in a place sheltered from the wind by the side of the road, and I pinched it out as soon as I took a puff, feeling like vomiting.

There is a feeling of sand in my throat right now.

After getting on the bus, he filled a bottle of water and finally recovered a little, and turned on his phone.

There are a bunch of missed calls, mainly from Lao Xu. No one else has anything important to do, and they won’t call again if they know he’s turned off. Only Lao Xu, like a loyal and persistent suitor, keeps going endlessly.

After reading the missed calls, I turned to the messages, and there was only one message, which was sent by Jiang Cheng.

- I'll bring you clothes at 8 o'clock

When he saw Jiang Cheng's profile picture, he recalled the picture he gave Jiang Cheng P yesterday, leaned against the car window and smiled inexplicably for a long time.