Langqing

In fact, I have started to suffer from insomnia in the past two months. Sometimes I can lie in bed and keep my eyes open until dawn, thinking about nothing, but I can’t fall asleep anyway.

He heard people say that drinking milk helps sleep, so he drank a large cup of hot milk before going to bed, but failed. He also heard that sweet milk is more effective, so he began to add a lot of sugar and chocolate to hot milk, but it still had no effect. , Lang Qing thought, or in the end he didn't cure his insomnia but would drink himself into a big fat man.

But in fact, not only was he not fat, but he was losing weight day by day at a speed that he saw. Even he himself felt a little scary. The project manager he was talking to was terrified every day that he would die from overwork.

On the day Xia Yan left, Ling Qing bought a calendar and circled the days every day. He flipped through it and found that there were 35 days left, and he had been waiting for half a year. Maybe there would be no ending, he thought.

The green radish is almost growing all over the security window. The green and tender leaves are spread on the balcony like a smart blanket. The sunlight jumps in through the gaps, the breeze blows, and the leaves "rustle". Xia Yan said that this is their calling He went to water it.

Ling Qing poured water on the green radish with a water bottle, thinking, fortunately, the green radish likes water, otherwise Xia Yan would have killed her.

After pouring water, and getting some flower fertilizer for the plants underneath, Ling Qing stood up, suddenly felt dizzy, a disgusting blockage surged from his stomach to his throat, his eyes darkened, and he passed out.

When he woke up, it was pitch black all around, and Lang Qing didn't know if he was blind or it was dark, he raised his almost frozen hands, and managed to get up to touch the switch on the wall, when the dazzling light came on When the top of his head lit up, Ling Qing thought, oh, fortunately, I am not blind, and then his eyes couldn't stop dripping tears, this was the first time he cried since Xia Yan left.

Ling Qing said to himself, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, he can't wait any longer, and if he waits a second longer, he might die if he waits any longer.

He called an ambulance for himself, lay in the hospital for a day, and after hearing the doctor's conclusions about his depression, malnutrition, lack of rest, etc., he called Mo Feng to pick him up.

Mo Feng's eyes could shoot fire, his face was livid, he gritted his teeth and went through the discharge procedures for Lang Qing, stubbornly refusing to speak a single word to him, even refusing to give him a look.

Ling Qing followed Mo Feng to the parking lot, looked at the stiff back in front of him, suddenly felt sad, and burst into tears, Mo Feng was so frightened that he couldn't care less about getting angry, he could only hug his brother who had collapsed tightly, My heart hurts so much that it bleeds.

Ling Qing asked Mo Feng to help him go to the company to hand in his resignation letter, checked out the room, and prepared to move out.

Mo Feng is usually careless, but he is very smart, and he has some guesses in his heart, but in the end when he was helping Lang Qing pack his things, he saw another man's things in the cabinet, and Mo Feng ran away.

But Ling Qing was still lying on the bed half dead, so he had no choice but to suppress the anger of wanting to kill someone, and shiveringly put these things that he wished to burn immediately into a big cardboard box according to Ling Qing's instructions.

Mo Feng squinted his eyes and tried to find information about the bastard who killed thousands of knives in these things, but he turned them over again, and then conducted a carpet search of Ling Qing's house, but still failed to find any information about the bastard. any information on .

Ling Qing looked at Mo Feng tossing about, and suddenly smiled, this house is full of traces of Xia Yan's life, but in the end, there is nothing that can confirm his identity, how ridiculous, it seems that all of this is actually just him It's something people imagined, and it has nothing to do with anyone in the world.

Mo Feng resolutely allowed Ling Qing to keep only the clothes and books he had bought in college, and he disposed of all other things that had a slight chance of being related to that unknown bastard, even the bed. It was sold, and when Ling Qing finally left, apart from the things belonging to the landlord, there was only a huge cardboard box in the middle of the hall, which contained Xia Yan's things.

Ling Qing stood at the door, carrying a small suitcase in his hand, Mo Feng helped him carry two bundles of books, looking at the empty house, Ling Qing suddenly put down the suitcase and walked in.

Mo Feng frowned: "Ling Qing, let's go!"

Ling Qing walked to the balcony and looked up at the lush green radishes.

Mo Feng walked in, sighed in his heart, and persuaded: "Let's go, keep it."

Ling Qing shook his head, picked up a pair of scissors on the flower stand for trimming flowers and plants, pulled over the chair and stood up, saying: "Wait, I cut it."

Mo Feng suddenly couldn't bear it: "Why, it's not good to let it grow by itself."

Ling Qing smiled: "Keep it, no one will water it anymore, and it will die of thirst. Instead of suffering too much, let me cut it off now." Like him, he thought that if he endured it, he would eventually come back to life. He only realized it a moment before he died of thirst, and he tortured himself all over again.

After a few cuts, Ling Qing cut off all the green radishes from the stems: "It's over, let's go."

When people go to the empty building, the seemingly green and tender leaves on the balcony have actually lost their vitality and will wither within a day.

Xia Yan had installed an ostrich in New Zealand for almost half a year, during which time he did not dare to make a phone call back to China, for fear of hearing news from Ling Qing. He knew he was selfish, but he still did not dare to face it. If Lu Yuan and the others found out, he would definitely Laugh off your teeth, the person who dared to borrow huge sums of money for business at the age of 17, the person who was beaten to death by Father Xia and remained the same person, the person who was jokingly called "Xia Bold", now only dares to hide in this southern country.

After half a year, Xia Yan stepped on the land of his hometown for the first time, and Xia Yan was still a little dazed. He really came back, and what he wanted to do many times in the past six months but never did has finally become a reality.

"Xia Yan! Damn, you're finally willing to come back?" Lu Yuan patted Xia Yan's back vigorously: "What kind of shit is this? What are you doing abroad? Are you in debt? Uncle Xia Chase?"

Xia Yan smiled: "You don't expect me to order, just go abroad to play, and make a fuss."

He really wanted to go back to the company to see if that person was still there, if he was okay.

But Lu Yuan dragged him to go to drink the dust-receiving wine, and Xia Yan happened to be timid, so he followed him to make a fuss.

But before they entered the restaurant, they bumped into a group of people, and were inexplicably beaten by a young man who grabbed his collar and yelled at him. The two sides didn't have time to think about it, so they had no choice but to fight each other in a daze. In the end, they were all taken away by the police.

The police officer with a splitting headache asked the instigator: "Comrade Mo Feng, let me ask you again seriously, why did you beat Mr. Xia Yan?"

Comrade Mo Feng, with a bruised face and a swollen nose, laughed coldly, and snorted: "When you see a bastard who doesn't please you, it's what a good citizen like me should do to suppress it!"

The local police were so angry that they wanted to beat him to death, they turned around and asked other people, only to find that they did not know each other at all, and the victim, Mr. Xia Yan, did not know Comrade Mo Feng either. , please cooperate and explain why you beat others!"

Mo Feng gave a "bah" to Chaoyan as a bachelor: "Is there anything to explain, I still think that beating this scumbag is not enough."

The policeman said angrily: "Okay, okay, you just wait to be sued and go to jail!"

Because Comrade Mo Feng was extremely uncooperative, the local police had no choice but to detain him.

The boss who participated in the brawl and rewarded Mo Feng at the beginning went to Xia Yan as soon as he was released on bail. He pretended to be his grandson and persuaded him for a long time. Finally, he almost persuaded him to understand the reason before suing. As a result, the old man received a phone call. He said, "Ling Qing is gone?" Then he turned back with a gloomy face and said that he must investigate to the end and sue Mo Feng, the grandson, to death.

The boss held back his anger, so he didn't want to give him two punches like Mo Feng's son-in-law.

Xia Yan, however, didn't have the mind to pay attention to these things anymore. With a bruised and blue face, he rushed to the home of Langqing, took out the key and opened the door with trembling hands, Xia Yan's feet went limp at the moment he saw the door, and looked at the empty space. In a deserted house, there was a cardboard box in the living room, which contained all his things. Xia Yan looked around corner by corner like a demon, and found that there was no trace of Lang Qing left. They poured water together on the balcony. The pot of green radish has all withered and yellowed.

Standing under the green radish that had been cut to death before it could completely dry up, Xia Yan raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

The family knew about Mo Feng's detention on the first day. Mo's mother and grandma Mo came over to have a look, and asked why, but they went back half dead angrily, threatening to leave him alone.

The film policeman vomited blood and tried every method with extraordinary patience, hard and soft, but there was no way to pry any useful information from this "good citizen". In Feng's few words, he believed that this gentleman was not a big villain, so he turned around and persuaded Xia Yan to adopt a reconciliation method to solve the problem.