Dude, your wig fell off

Someone knocked on the door of the private room. After Lei Bo snorted, the door was pushed open, and a person leaned halfway in: "Brother Lei, I'm driving here..."

Probably because he saw that Lei Bo's face was not very good-looking, he fell silent halfway through his words, and quickly exited and closed the door.

This person is Ge Jian, who is four years older than Na Chen. Although Na Chen feels that he has a normal relationship with him, the two have known each other for a long time. Because of Ge Jian, Na Chen met Lei Bo.

In the summer vacation of that year, the summer vacation of his second year of junior high school, his mother was sent to the fifth hospital for the second year.

For Nachen, the relationship with Leibo is difficult to define.

The house suddenly became empty. He was always afraid of being alone with his mother, but he also strongly wanted to stay in a place with his mother. After his mother went to the Fifth Hospital, he began to be reluctant to go home.

Ge Jian and a group of people who are always idle take him around every day, trying to get him to pay for food, clothes, and cigarettes.

At that time, Chen had a lot of pocket money at his disposal. The only contact between his father and him was to give him money every month. He didn't ask where the money was spent or how much money was left. He would always throw him an envelope every month.

Nachen couldn't remember how the money was spent, he didn't care, he didn't care if Ge Jian was with him just to spend money, he just needed someone to stay with him.

The first time he met Leibo was through Ge Jian.

"Brother Lei wants to know you." Ge Jian said, with an unnatural expression on his face, his face was a little pale, and his eyes kept falling into the distance.

Nachen refused, Leibo made him feel uncomfortable, and he subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

But a few months later, he was still in Leibo's car.

He seldom fights, and when Ge Jian takes him out to fight, he usually just stands far away, and only goes up to help Ge Jian and the others when they are overwhelmed.

But that time was different, it wasn't the gangsters you would meet on the street from time to time, it wasn't the students who played truant, Ge Jian was pinned down on the river beach next to the bridge pier and beaten until he couldn't get up, his face was covered in blood.

When Chen picked up a stone, Ge Jian yelled, run away!

Just because of this sentence, Nachen carried a stone and rushed towards those who were holding Ge Jian. The feeling of the stone hitting the bones was not very pleasant, and his hands were numb from the shock.

What happened afterwards was very chaotic, and he couldn't remember clearly, only the weeds and stones shaking his head in front of his eyes, and the dull pain when his face hit the pile of rocks heavily.

Then came fear.

He was pushed into the river, and the cold water poured into his ears, nose, mouth, and into his body. The chill and suffocation that had made him extremely desperate came back again, and he couldn't breathe. Bottom silt water.

"Right hand, right?" Someone said.

He couldn't hear the sound clearly, but he could clearly see the shoe on his right arm and the sharp ax blade in the chaotic water waves.

Lei Bo's car drove to the bridge, the horn was honked, and he didn't let go.

Whether Ge Jian called Lei Bo before he was forced to go under the bridge, or if he ran away after he was besieged, he didn't know. He only knew that when Ge Jian, covered in blood, dragged him out of the water, The horn of Repo's car was still blaring.

He lay on the river beach staring at the sky, the pain all over his body and the feeling of being out of breath made him unable to move, his stomach shrank into a ball and turned violently.

In the end, he only spit out a mouthful of muddy water with grass clippings.

He called Leibo brother, but apart from this title, he didn't know how to define Leibo.

Lei Bo was very kind to him, rescued him, took him to eat, and gave him lucky money according to his temper. Lei Bo took care of all the big and small troubles he caused in those years.

That's right, without Leibo, what he is like now, where he is, whether he is dead or alive, he may not be sure.

He is not stupid, he knows something about Leibo's thoughts, but the feeling of being valued and accommodated by others keeps him close to Leibo.

"Let's go." Lei Bo stood up and said while holding his coat.

Na Chen didn't speak, drank the last sip of wine left in his glass, stood up and followed Lei Bo out of the box.

Ge Jian was making a phone call outside the box door, and when he saw Lei Bo coming out, he hung up the phone and followed Lei Bo, lowering his voice: "Brother Lei, I called some nice kids over..."

Lei Bo glanced at him and said nothing.

"Brother Lei, why are you angry with him?" Ge Jian looked back at Na Chen, "It's not the first day that he has such a virtue."

"You talk a lot of nonsense," Leibo said.

Ge Jian shut up.

The driver has already driven the car to the entrance of the hotel.

Ge Jian opened the car door, and after Lei Bo got into the car, he went around to the other side, ready to open the door for Na Chen.

Nachen patted his hand stretched towards the car door away and got into the car.

He didn't speak, and sat in the passenger seat.

Although that Chen played with the band members all day long, they basically didn't know how to go to karaoke.

Every time he comes to karaoke, he always comes with Lei Bo.

Lei Bo is good at singing, he has to roar a few times every time he sings K songs, and he especially likes to sing duet with Na Chen.

Today he called all his business friends, and Lei Bo never mentioned the specific business to his face, nor did he ask at that time, it was not a gallery business anyway.

After entering the private room, Chen found a corner to nest, listening to Lei Bo and the group of people telling each other what they were playing recently.

"Give me some bangs and cut firewood!" Lei Bo shouted.

Everyone in the box laughed, and someone said: "Mr. Lei has become more and more romantic recently."

"That Chen." Lei Bo looked at Na Chen and shouted again.

Na Chen took the microphone from Ge Jian: "I will sing in a male voice."

"Okay, Brother Liu." Lei Bo laughed.

When the music started, Lei Bo squeezed his throat and began to sing: "I'm here, Brother Hai, it's a good comparison..."

Na Chen smiled and kicked his foot on the tea table: "Sister Hu!"

"Hey!" Rebo yelled.

"My wife!"

"what!"

"Who do you compare me to!" Na Chen laughed so hard that his voice trembled when he sang this sentence.

"I put you no less than a cowherd!" Lei Bo squeezed his throat.

"You cowherd," Na Chen said into the microphone, "I won't sing anymore."

"Then I'll do it," Lei Bo stood up and yelled at the screen, switching between male and female voices freely, "Then I can't compare to Luo...you are more powerful than him..."

After singing, a group of people still applauded for a long time.

Nachen went over and ordered the easy-to-understand "On the Golden Mountain in Beijing". After singing, it was regarded as the completion of the task, and he huddled in the corner of the sofa and closed his eyes.

They will finish singing for about two hours. This group of people brought their own people, and there will be their own activities after the end. This time is enough for him to take a nap.

Leibo also has other activities, and Ge Jian will arrange them for him, as long as he lasts until the end.

For so many years, Leibo has never acted excessively towards him, except that occasionally when he annoyed Leibo, Leibo would pull his arms and grab his collar, but he never moved his fingers.

Sometimes he will be a little confused, is Leibo an M?

At that time, Chen didn't know how long he slept. He tossed and turned on the quiet bed for several hours, but he might not be able to fall asleep, but he fell asleep within a few minutes while nestling on the sofa in the KTV box.

He didn't open his eyes until someone shook his shoulder, and saw Ge Jian standing in front of him, and everyone in the box stood up, as if they were about to leave.

"Scattered?" he asked.

"Well," Ge Jian nodded, "Brother Lei said to send you back first and then come to pick him up."

"No need," Nachen stood up, rubbed his face and put on his coat. He didn't see Lei Bo in the box, so he opened the door of the box and walked out, "I'll take a taxi back."

"Ge Jian will see you off." Lei Bo stood outside the door.

"Say no!" Na Chen frowned, "Leave me alone."

Lei Bo stared at him with a cigarette in his mouth for a long time before waving his hand and uttering a word: "Fuck."

When Chen drove back to the parking lot, it was past twelve o'clock, and Uncle Lu's little coyote dog barked at him while pulling the iron chain.

"Stop yelling!" Na Chen pointed at it, "If you keep yelling nonsense, I'll stew you tomorrow!"

The dog snorted twice, then continued to bark and wag its tail.

Na Chen also barked at it twice, it was stunned for a moment in confusion, and when it came back to its senses, it seemed as if it had been provoked, it barked so that both front paws were off the ground, barking non-stop while stretching the chain.

At that time, he was afraid that Uncle Lu would get up if the trouble continued, so he hurriedly drove into the parking lot. The dog barked in the direction where he disappeared for a long time before he lay down to sleep.

He had slept for more than two hours before, and now Nachen didn't feel sleepy at all. After tidying up both compartments, he took a brush to smooth out all the fluff, and then lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.

After closing his eyes for a while, he sat up again, took a notebook and wrote down the dishes he was going to cook tomorrow, and thought about what to buy for a while. He hadn't cooked seriously for a long time, and he was a little worried about getting his credit back.

However, Anhe's taste of instant noodles should not be able to taste anything for a long time.

"Look how good I am!" Na Chen lay down on the pillow, rubbed his hands, and said something to the ceiling.

An He wakes up earlier than usual in the morning, and school will probably start tomorrow, and his biological clock is slowly returning to its normal rhythm.

He took a shower, poured out the secret bacon porridge from the thermos pot he made last night, and ate it while sitting at the table. The method that Chen taught him was really convenient and easy, and he could still have hot porridge in the morning.

Should he go home and teach his mother this and buy her a thermos?

After eating, he sat in front of the computer and opened the courseware for the next semester. This winter vacation was as boring as ever, but he was more tired than playing a winter vacation, and he couldn't cheer up after staring at the courseware for a long time.

In fact, he has gone through many such holidays, but none of them made him unable to adjust his whole state even though school was about to start.

An He clicked around with the mouse a little irritably, not knowing what he wanted to do.

After tossing aimlessly for more than an hour, it was noon before he forced himself to calm down and start working on the courseware.

After tossing until three o'clock in the afternoon, An He stopped, stood up and stretched, thinking about whether he should eat something.

Instant noodles?biscuit?

Just as he was thinking about it, the doorbell rang, and he was stunned for a while. His doorbell rang once a year, especially the video doorbell downstairs, which basically never rang except for someone from someone else's house who pressed the wrong button.

He went to pick up the receiver and saw Na Chen's face on the lit display screen.

"Da Qi?" He pressed the door and opened it, "Why are you here?"

"I can't go up," Nachen looked at the camera, "Come down, let's go shopping together, hurry up."

"... Oh." An He hesitated for a moment, went back to the room and changed his clothes, took the chain that Chen had on and went out.

When An He went downstairs and came out, Na Chen was squatting by the flower bed downstairs teasing the cat.

"Is there anything to eat?" Na Chen saw him coming down and asked.

"Are you hungry? Shall I go upstairs to get you biscuits?" An He took out the key and prepared to go back.

"No," Na Chen pointed at the cat, "give it to eat."

An He looked at the cat, stopped, and said after a while: "Let's go."

"It keeps barking, is it hungry?" Na Chen was still squatting.

"I don't know, don't feed me," An He turned and walked towards the parking space behind the building, "Let's go."

Na Chen stood up and followed, the cat meowed twice behind him, Na Chen stopped, and took out a pack of Wangwang snow cakes in his pocket for a long time: "Do you think cats eat snow cakes?" ?”

An He stopped abruptly, turned around and looked at him: "How many times can you feed it? After feeding it once, it might wait for you every day. Do you come to feed it every day? What if you can't come? Next time it asks you to beg for food, why don't you bring any food?"

The corner of Chen Chen's mouth slightly twitched: "You feed the cat so much?"

"Go!" An He turned around and strode forward without looking back.

Na Chen frowned, and was about to break the snow cake to see if the cat would eat it, when an aunt came out from the corridor next to her, holding several bowls and a plastic bag in her hand, and the cat ran away when she saw her past.

"Hello cat?" Na Chen asked.

"Well," the aunt nodded, probably thinking that he was a resident of the community, so she added, "I will clean up after feeding."

"Does it eat snow cakes?" Na Chen squeezed the snow cakes in his hand.

"I don't know, I never let it eat." Auntie smiled.

"Try?" Na Chen handed over the snow cake.

Auntie smiled and nodded, Na Chen broke off a small piece and put it in the bowl, the cat leaned over to smell it, stretched its paws into the bowl and pulled the snow cake out, then raised its head and meowed.

"Don't eat it, I'll eat it myself." Na Chen put the remaining snow cake in his mouth, turned around and trotted behind the building to chase after it.

An He was sitting in the cab waiting. After Chen got into the car, he didn't start the car. After sitting for a while, he patted the steering wheel lightly: "When I was young, I picked up stray cats."

Na Chen turned to look at him.

"It's also winter, and I gave it a piece of beef jerky." An He leaned against the back of the chair and sighed softly, "After it finished eating, it followed me. I always thought cats wouldn't follow people, but it kept following me. It waited for me near my house for several days, and I took it home to eat.”

"What happened next?" Nachen asked.

"My mother drove it away with a broom and beat it out," An He bit his lip and smiled, "I haven't seen it for a few days, and when I see it again, it will run away when it sees me, Get out of the way."

That Chen did not speak.

"I hope you can't give it casually," An He said, starting the car, "go to the supermarket?"

When the car drove to the gate of the community, An He stopped the car and patted Nachen's leg: "Put your butt up."

"Why?" Na Chen turned his head.

"The parking is stuck under your ass."

"Oh," Na Chen propped up his body, felt under his buttocks, pulled out a fly swatter, and was stunned, "What is this?"

"Parking card extender." An He took the fly swatter, stretched it out of the car window and shook it, and the pole in front was raised.

Na Chen watched his movements, and after a few seconds, he burst out laughing wildly. The security guard didn't laugh much today, but when he saw Na Chen laughing like this, he also started laughing wildly.

An He closed the car window with some helplessness, and turned the car out of the community.

That Chen laughed for several minutes before slowly stopping, leaning on the car seat with his eyes closed and panting all the time.

At that time, Chen was not allowed to go to the supermarket, saying that the vegetables in the supermarket were not complete and fresh enough, so he had to go to the farmer's market.

"I don't know the way." An He slowed down the car. He had never been there before, so he knew that there was a temporary vegetable market next to his home when he was a child, and it was dirty and messy.

"I'll show you the way, let's drive, it's next to the fruit and vegetable wholesale market." Na Chen smiled.

An He couldn't help but glanced at him: "People who don't even know the pig whip know where the farmer's market is?"

"What's so strange about this?" Na Chen started laughing again, "No one can beat the speeding record of someone who has to swipe his parking card with a fly swatter."

"You're not finished," An He glanced at him, "It's almost over!"

"Go north at the intersection ahead." Na Chen pointed to the front.

After driving to the street of the farmer's market, An He had an impression. He drove past this road before. There are several markets on this street, including the flower and bird market, the fruit and vegetable wholesale market, and the farmer's market. It is very lively.

The two parking lots were full of cars, An He drove the car slowly around the parking space, and Nachen was watching for him.

There was a car driving out ahead, and there was an empty seat, Na Chen pointed at him, glanced at him and wanted to say something but didn't say anything.

An He drove the car to the parking space, opened the door and jumped down: "You fall down."

Na Chen smiled, walked around to the cab and reversed the car into the parking space.

The car next to him rang, probably the owner of the car had come back, An He let himself into the aisle, and was about to see which door from the parking lot was closer to the farmer's market, when two men walked up behind him, ready to get into the car next to him.

When Chen locked the car and walked to him, An He casually glanced at the two of them, and was stunned.

The man who opened the door and was about to get in the car looked at him in a daze, and then smiled at him after a long time: "An He? Long time no see."

An He didn't speak, and turned to leave.

"How are you doing recently?" the man asked again.

"Friend?" Na Chen asked in a low voice.

An He didn't answer, and walked quickly towards the exit of the parking lot.

It wasn't until he walked out of the parking lot and saw the lively crowd coming and going around him that he slowed down and found that his whole body was a little stiff.

"Let's go shopping." He patted Nachen on the shoulder.

"Well," Na Chen nodded, "Is there any dish you particularly like? You order me to make it."

An He looked at him, feeling a little confused. He didn't remember what he liked to eat for a long time. In fact, even if he wasn't confused, he didn't know what he liked to eat. Compared with instant noodles and instant rice, he prefers instant noodles.

"An He," Na Chen folded his arms, squinting his eyes in the sunlight, "Ex-boyfriend?"