Dip in fire

After that day, Zhang Weilan would see Zhong Ning when she came out of the hotel after work.

Zhong Ning would hold all kinds of delicious food in his arms.Grilled skewers, egg pancakes, steamed buns, potato chips and shrimp crackers...

The two of them shifted shifts and rode different bikes. Today, Zhang Weilan took Zhong Ning, and Zhong Ning took Zhang Weilan tomorrow, which was considered fair.

Zhang Weilan gradually realized that Zhong Ning was getting closer and closer to him.Although they have never been far away from each other, it is not the same now as before.

Not only does he think so subjectively, but it is also evident objectively.

For example, Zhong Ning is good-natured and sociable.After ten days and a half months, he has become acquainted with the restaurant owner.Even if the weather is too cold, the boss will ask him to enter the store and wait, and treat him to a bottle of hot soy milk by the way.

Zhang Weilan was late at work that day. When he came out of the back kitchen, he ran into the boss. The boss smiled at him and said, "Xiao Zhang, you've worked hard. Let's go, the person who picks you up from get off work is already here, and I've been waiting for a long time. "

——When did Zhong Ning become the one to pick him up from get off work?

According to Zhong Ning's nonchalant temperament, Zhang Weilan thought that "going to the library to study" would be unbearable for a few days at all, but unexpectedly Zhong Ning really persisted.

But to say that he has changed his gender, it's really not.Even if Zhong Ning finished his studies in the library, his homework would never be finished beautifully, so he had to go back to Zhang Weilan's desk at night.

Zhang Weilan recalled that even when she was not working, Zhong Ning would not let go of his bicycle and insisted on going home with him.

During this period of time, although it was not good to be "stalking", it was obvious that Zhong Ning was like a follower, and was always around him.

Zhang Weilan watched Zhong Ning go to war, and secretly got a ghost in his heart, very strange.

After mid-December, the weather was getting colder and colder. The poor heating and no air-conditioning in the library, Zhong Ning sat for two hours before coming out, his hands were numb from the cold.Zhang Weilan would always see him holding two warm roasted sweet potatoes to warm his hands, and when Zhang Weilan finished his work, Zhong Ning would stuff one into Zhang Weilan's hands.

When Zhong Ning spoke, white mist spewed out of his mouth: "Why is it so slow today?" Or, "It's so fast today."

On the penultimate day of December, the first snow of this winter fell, and it fell heavily.On this Thursday, Zhang Weilan didn't have to work part-time. Because of the heavy snow, he didn't ride a bicycle, so he walked home with Zhong Ning.

"Are you cold? Do you want to take a taxi? Or take the bus?" Zhong Ning asked, rubbing his hands.

When the weather is cold, the sun tends to be lazy, likes to cut corners, leaves late and returns early.As soon as school was over, it became dark. Zhong Ning had his coat and hat on his head, and the top of his hat was covered with white snow.

"No need." Zhang Weilan turned her head and glanced at Zhong Ning.

After Zhang Weilan finished reading, she lowered her eyelids and lowered her head.He wore a pair of low-top black boots today, the toes of which were covered with white snow, which was particularly white.

Zhang Weilan trembled slightly when she raised her foot to walk, and the snow fell from the toe of her shoe.He casually said to Zhong Ning: "When it's cold, you still go to the library and freeze to death in winter."

"Eh..." Zhong Ning was taken aback, stuttered twice, and said nonsense with his eyes wide open, "I don't feel cold."

After finishing speaking, Zhong Ning closed his eyes and sighed secretly.Xin said: "Don't you understand at all? Come and ask me. It's really a stupid piece of wood pretending to be stupid."

Zhang Weilan was silent for a while, and the two of them creaked and creaked on the snow, making two footprints in one step, and four footprints in two steps.

Zhong Ning took a deep breath in his heart, somewhat looking forward to Zhang Weilan saying something more.Even the long silence made him make up his mind—as long as Zhang Weilan said one more word, no matter what he said, he would boldly say: "I just want to pick you up from get off work."

But Zhang Weilan didn't say anything more.Not a single word.Zhong Ning listened carefully, only to hear Zhang Weilan sighed lightly.

What are you sighing for?

Zhong Ning immediately felt uncomfortable, he stood still and stared at the back of Zhang Weilan's head, hysterical without reason.

"Why don't you leave?" Zhang Weilan also stopped and turned to Zhong Ning.

Zhong Ning didn't make a sound.He bent down and reached out to grab a handful of snow.The cold snow was balled into balls by his clenched fist.Zhong Ning straightened his back, with a dissatisfied face, and threw the snowball on Zhang Weilan's shoulder.

It was neither light nor heavy.After the snowball hit Zhang Weilan's shoulder, it shattered and shattered, breaking into large pieces and falling to the ground.

Zhong Ning didn't speak, brushed Zhang Weilan's shoulder and walked forward, leaving only an ambiguous and strange atmosphere buried in the white snow all over the world.

Zhang Weilan paused and walked forward, and the two of them were side by side again.

Zhong Ning squinted at Zhang Weilan, seeing the tight corners of the man's lips, his heart suddenly relaxed.Zhong Ning complained aggrievedly: "Zhang Weilan, your conscience has really been eaten by dogs."

Zhang Weilan said nothing.

As a result of this ill-fated episode, there was a silent undercurrent between the two men.With his head buried in the hat, Zhong Ning pondered Zhang Weilan's thoughts with lowered eyebrows.

Poor Zhong Ning is a dumb boy, it's the first time in his life that he's been emotional.It's all to blame for the bowl of Mengpo soup at Naihe Bridge, for forgetting all the experience of his previous life, so that he can't find Bei now.

The only thing Zhong Ning can find out is: "I really know the truth."

The two walked home quietly, Zhong Ning was in a state of disarray, Zhang Weilan remained calm.Going home like this, I guess it will continue to be awkward.

It wasn't until after passing through the fork in the street three times that something happened.

Zhong Ning was terribly frightened—he saw Xiao Huan standing at the fork in the road and crying loudly.This girl is so small that she doesn't grow in stature, but she is blessed with the ability to cry.

Zhong Ning's eyes widened, and he saw a Toyota parked in front of Xiao Huan. Mr. Zhang was standing in front of the car with a pink schoolbag on his shoulder, his head covered in wind and snow, arguing with the owner of the car.

Old man Zhang is such a kind and weak old man, yet he is able to keep a livid face and spit in the street with people.

It was snowing before it got dark, and it was so bad that people who walked around didn't care to look at it.

"This... Grandpa Zhang? What's going on?" Zhong Ning pushed Zhang Weilan.

Only then did Zhang Weilan come back to her senses, and she was also dumbfounded.After being woken up by Zhong Ning's slap, Zhang Weilan hurried over.

When he ran over, he just heard old man Zhang shouting hoarsely: "I almost hit it! I almost hit it!"

Zhang Weilan's heart "bang" a few times, as if a heavy piece of broken copper fell from the top of the cliff.

"Why are you so endless, old man? You didn't really hit your granddaughter. I said sorry eight times, what else are you going to do? Are you extorting money?"

Old man Zhang stared and wanted to say something, but Zhang Weilan grabbed his arm.

Zhang Weilan stared at old man Zhang, and asked nervously, "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Zhong Ning also hugged Xiao Huan in his arms, coaxing him several times: "Don't cry, don't cry, stop crying, Xiao Huan, be obedient, stop crying."

Xiao Huan held her neck and held her breath, lying in Zhong Ning's arms trembling, whispering: "Grandpa is so fierce."

Zhong Ning frowned, and followed Xiaohuan's back.

Today, old man Zhang picked up Xiao Huan from school as usual, when he walked to the intersection of Sancang Street, he suddenly turned out a Toyota.The car brushed past Xiaohuan and almost brought Xiaohuan down!

Old man Zhang stopped the driver, no matter how the other party apologized, he couldn't stop yelling at people in the street.

Ten minutes later, the owner of the car drove away with bad luck on his lips.Standing there, Zhang Weilan suddenly felt that the cold air on the ground was like steel needles, piercing into his bones, and the snow was so white that it hurt his eyes.

Zhang Weilan took a deep breath, turned to old man Zhang and said, "Grandpa, it's all right."

Old man Zhang seemed to be dazed for a moment. He glanced at Zhang Weilan, sighed, and showed regret again.

Old man Zhang quickly took Xiao Huan from Zhong Ning's arms, carried his granddaughter home, and looked back at Zhang Weilan every few steps.

Finally, Zhang Weilan couldn't take it anymore, and walked over and grabbed the old man's arm to go back together.

Zhong Ning followed, his mood fell to the bottom.

——Old man Zhang was terrified.

This aging skin of the snow-haired and frost-haired girl has been living in fear and trembling.He was afraid that the rolling wheels, the sky and the earth would take something away from him.

When he was injured, he was nauseated, his liver and gallbladder were destroyed, and he was dying.Even if he managed to hold his breath and used it to survive the day, there was no time to heal.

Old man Zhang is like this, and so is Zhang Weilan.

Zhong Ning watched and followed, deeply understanding the meaning of "distressed". ——He wants to protect a person, wants to hold him in his arms, cover his wounds, and protect him from rain, snow, wind and sun.

After that day, old man Zhang slowly became ill.

It's heart disease.

The old man sat on the chair and looked at the sky more and more, and he couldn't remember things more and more, and occasionally he was neurotic.

Once, Xiao Huan's deciduous teeth were loose and about to fall out, so she came to see old man Zhang to extract them.After the old man Zhang pulled out his teeth, he made a cotton ball for Xiao Huan to bite on.

Then he looked at the small deciduous teeth in the palm of his hand, and suddenly cried.He put his arms around Xiao Huan and talked nonsense: "My child, if you can live a long life and be free from illnesses and disasters, that would be great."

Xiao Huan thumped in fright, and then lay on the corner of the wall and cried.Zhang Weilan was dragged out by her, Xiao Huan wiped her tears on Zhang Weilan's sweater, and hummed: "Brother, grandpa is crying again, I'm afraid."

She was thinking in her little head that she didn't dare to say much—my mother used to cry all the time, and she cried very hard for a few days, and then she didn't want me anymore.

Zhong Pei also saw that old man Zhang was not in good spirits and gradually lost weight.Zhong Pei was afraid that he would get sick when he was getting old, so he took some time out of his busy schedule to take old man Zhang to the hospital.

Although the old man Zhang yelled not to go, his spirit was not as good as before, he was sober at times and confused at times, and he couldn't stand Zhong Yu Xiaoshun, so he was still dragged away when he arrived.

Zhong Pei recalled her old relationship with Lu Qingqing's sisters, accepted Zhang Weilan's thanks again, and simply gave old man Zhang a full body check from head to toe, from inside to outside.

The cardiovascular and cerebrovascular degeneration of the elderly is everywhere, but no problem that can be cured has been found.In the end, I spent money to buy a bunch of unexplained medicines, which I dragged on.

—He has dementia.

In the eyes of people who don't understand medicine, this kind of disease is like the dead brain cells of the elderly. After the cells are dead, the metabolism can't keep up, and they can't be regenerated. In the end, the developed brain shrinks more and more, making people become a poor old man. Monster, until death.

Yan Huiwan sighed when she heard about it, and said to Zhong Ning, "Old Zhang is getting old, and he can't bear it when it's cold."

Yan Huiwan: "It's the same. Look at the pain in the waist and legs. Isn't it because it's cold that you fall ill? All the problems are the same, and so are the heart problems."

As she spoke, she pinched her knees with her hands.Yan Huiwan suffers from arthritis and always feels uncomfortable in winter.After she finished speaking, she picked up a fruit knife and peeled an apple, and asked Zhong Ning to fill her a hot water bottle to compress her legs.

Zhong Ning ran to the kitchen and heated the kettle to gurgle.Accidentally filled the hot water bottle and burned the pads of my fingers into blisters.