Dude, your wig fell off

The icy river water surrounded it from all directions.

The dark sky, the piercing river, the shards of ice on the bare skin of the face and hands.

Everything is hidden in fear and powerless struggle.

The breath that disappeared, the despair that overflowed the body.

Sinking all the way, the body is torn apart and filled into the icy river water.

Nachen could feel that he was going down slowly, all the way down, his body couldn't resist, and he kept sinking with the current, drifting far away.

He raised his hand, trying to grab something, but there were chaotic water waves moving forward with his fingertips, and he clenched his fist weakly.

Chenchen, did you see it?Star.

did not see.

Why can't you see it?

How can you not see it?

Nachen, you are nothing.

You are simply redundant.

Look, look!

You don't have to do this, no one needs you to do this.

I do not want to see you.

Mom will take you to fly there, okay?

No, I don't want to look at the stars.

Why do you want to make mother sad...

I never needed you to exist.

very cold.Fear.

Mom, I'm afraid.

Don't be afraid, Chenchen is obedient.

I swiped my hand a few times in the water, but I still couldn't resist the force of falling down.

Are you going to die?

Just sinking to the bottom, you don't know anything.

It's all over.

All over?

Is there nothing left?

All... gone?

Is everything gone...?

I saw you play, at boiling point, you play the drums really well, can I have a phone call?

Handsome guy, you... your wig fell off.

My name is Anhe.

Welcome to Xiaochenchen's secret base.

……

happy Birthday.

Why send a piggy bank.

It is not for you to save money, but to save happy things.

I have saved a lot.

Na Chen hooked the corner of his mouth, his back touched the stones at the bottom of the river, and his body was bumped up and down by the current.

pain.

Out of breath.

I will promise you to try because... I like you very much.

None of us are good people, and only when we have repaired ourselves are we qualified to talk about feelings.

Whenever you need me, I will be there.

Na Chen suddenly opened his eyes.

His chest ached, and the strong need to breathe made him struggle.

He could touch the big and small stones on the river bed with his hands, and he supported the stones fiercely, trying to push himself up.

The pain made him unable to exert himself, and the suffocation and pain made his body heavier and heavier.

He gritted his teeth and worked hard.

Can't die, he didn't come here to die, and he didn't jump off to die.

The sound of water flowing in his ears suddenly became chaotic, and he was caught by the collar, and he kicked his legs violently along with the upward force.

The fresh air poured into the nose and mouth, and the cold wind swept across the face.

Nachen took two deep breaths and looked at the sky.

"That day." Ge Jian tugged at his collar and dragged him to the shore.

"Stars." Na Chen's eyes were a little scattered, and he kept looking at the sky.

"What? What did you say?" Ge Jian looked up, took off his coat and wrapped it around him, "Stars? There are no stars, and it's cloudy tonight."

Na Chen stopped talking, and his body began to tremble.

"Can you move?" Ge Jian pulled his arm, trying to help him up.

Na Chen frowned and snorted in pain, Ge Jian had no choice but to let go of his hand: "Where's your phone...it's useless, do you remember the number? Talk."

"Li Fan," Na Chen said a few numbers in a low voice, then stopped halfway through, "No, this is... An He's."

"Anhe's is Anhe's. After finishing speaking," Ge Jian was a little anxious, and he touched Nachen's hand, which was terribly cold, "Forget it, I'll call an ambulance first, my bones are broken too, just one piece .”

When Li Fan received a call in the middle of the night, he came in pajamas wrapped in a military coat.

Ge Jian stood at the entrance of the hospital: "We got into an argument with someone when we were drinking, and we were beaten and thrown into the river, understand?"

"...Understood." Li Fan frowned and nodded.

"I have to go," Ge Jian walked out of the hospital. "When Chen woke up, tell him that what I owed him has not been paid in full, and he will pretend that he has never seen me in the future."

An He was late for the first time, and it was quite late.

When he was woken up by the phone ringing, the time displayed on the phone almost made him roll out of bed.

The third class has already started!

"Hello?" He threw off the quilt and jumped out of bed, but when his feet hit the ground, he seemed to have stepped on a trampoline, and he knelt directly on the ground, his knees hurting.

"Mr. An! I'm Zhang Lin! Where are you? Our politics class!" Zhang Lin shouted over there.

"I... overslept, I'm still at home," when An He wanted to stand up, he found that he was so dizzy that he couldn't support himself on the ground with his hands. Pirate ships didn't have this effect, so he had to bend over and hold his forehead Floor, "I seem to be sick, you should study by yourself first."

"Sick?" Zhang Lin was taken aback, "Cold? Today I also caught a cold."

"Yeah, I didn't hear it," An He closed his eyes, "You study by yourself, I'll go to school in the afternoon."

"Oh, if there is a hall patrol, we will say that you have gone to the toilet."

"Thank you, but don't think that if you cover me once, I won't find my parents." An He smiled.

Dizziness, weakness in limbs.

An He crawled twice in the bedroom on his hands and feet to find the thermometer, and measured it for 15 minutes, 38 degrees 4.

have a fever.

This is probably the result of walking back to the community from Hot Pot City against the midnight north wind yesterday.

He sat on the floor for a long time before he stood up, went into the living room and poured himself a cup of hot water, and drank slowly while nestling on the sofa.

Before I finished drinking a glass of water, the phone rang again, it was my mother's.

He stared at the screen for two seconds before answering the phone: "Mom."

"Tomorrow is Saturday, right? Come over and see if there is anything you want to take away," my mother said over there, "We will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau next Monday."

"Share things?" An He asked in a low voice.

"Well, he doesn't have anything to do with the house, but he still has things at home. I've always left your house, I'm afraid he'll take it by mistake," my mother was quite angry when she spoke, "Why are you half dead? ?”

"I have a fever." An He rubbed his forehead.

"Oh, then remember to come and watch tomorrow." My mother hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

An He seldom gets sick. Sometimes he feels too tired to hold on to his death, and he recovers after a night of sleep. He didn't expect that blowing the wind for two hours could blow the fever this time.

He drank the hot water in the cup, looked at the calendar, tomorrow is Saturday.

He didn't know how he felt now, the home he had been guarding for more than 20 years was so stubborn, and he had to watch the two share things.

"It's funny." He stood up and walked into the kitchen, looking for something to eat.

He can eat especially when he is not feeling well, and he is always hungry, but after looking around the kitchen twice, he can’t find anything to eat. The instant noodles and biscuits are gone. For food, the refrigerator can be turned off and used as a cabinet.

Thinking of that day, he sat on the chair by the dining table and sighed softly.

Nachen's eyes and pale face before he walked out of the coffee shop last night were still running around in his mind like a marquee. He was a little dizzy at first, but this time he became even more dizzy.

He lay down on the table, took the phone and unconsciously clicked on the screen, and finally stopped at the page of the cutest big seven.

what are you doing now

Attend class?sleep?

Or are you... dealing with "your business"?

His finger hovered over Na Chen's name for a long time, and finally dropped down and nodded quickly.

When the receiver heard the voice that the number you dialed has been turned off, please try again later, An He put the phone on the table, heaved a sigh of relief inexplicably, but then felt a little worried.

Is there something wrong with Chen, or is he just using his clumsy way to deal with the relationship between the two of them again?

An He ordered takeaway, and the owner of the snack bar whom he hadn’t seen for a long time brought over a small rice dumpling. He stuffed all the food into his stomach, wrapped himself in a quilt, and stared at the TV on the sofa for a whole noon. .

When he arrived at school in the afternoon, the fever hadn't subsided. When Principal Jiang saw him, he was stunned: "Are you sick? This is it? His face is so bad."

"I have a fever, nothing serious." An He rubbed his face.

"Pay attention to your body. If you can't do it, please take two days off. Young people, don't always think that you are as strong as a cow." Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled.

Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled naturally, An He didn't say anything else, and went upstairs to the office directly.

There has been no news about the photo for the time being. Judging from Zhang Lin's performance, it is estimated that Captain Jiang has not looked for him.

An He sat at the desk facing the computer, let's do it one by one, is there anything that can't be handled?Are there any hurdles that cannot be overcome?

No matter how unhappy I have been walking for more than 20 years step by step.

When An He returned home on Saturday morning, there was hardly any sound of mahjong in the house. His mother was standing in the living room on the phone, with a look of impatience on her face: "Isn't it better to say, why do you want someone to accompany you in bed? It's not a vagrant, he doesn't go to work... What do you mean An He is a man? Your husband is not a man, my brother is not a man... Anyone who wants to let An He go to bed with him should call him Tell him to go, why call me, I don't have time to talk to you!"

"What's wrong?" An He asked after seeing his mother hang up the phone.

"Last week, it was obviously better. Didn't your grandpa say that if he became more stable, he would rather go back and wait to die than stay in the hospital, and now he says no to leave, and he needs someone to accompany him to the bed when he lives in the hospital," my mother clicked, " With your face, go and accompany, let your grandpa see that you are going to die of illness and go to bed with you, it's good."

"Let me deal with it, don't worry about it, where's my dad?" An He sighed.

"Who is your father!" Mom lit a cigarette and gave him a sideways look.

"An Zhifei hasn't come yet?" An He had to change his name.

"This person is just like this, he doesn't look like a man!" Mom took a puff of cigarette.

"Mom, let's chat?" An He sat down and lit a cigarette.

"What are you talking about? Don't tell me not to divorce, it's useless." Mom leaned on the sofa and looked at him.

"Are you really..." An He lowered his head to the ground and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, "Did you never want a child? I was just an accident."

"Really," my mother didn't evade his question, and answered very simply, "I know, I didn't care much about you when you grew up, you grew up like raising a dog and a cat, what are you doing?" I don’t even remember when I went to work, you hate me in your heart, I have nothing to say.”

"I don't hate you," An He smiled, "No matter what you say, you have raised me up, I will buy..."

"Fart," my mother sneered, and took a deep puff of a cigarette, "An He, that's why I kept saying, don't worry about me when I'm old or dead, the nursing home will do it."

An He didn't speak, just lowered his head and smoked.

Mom was silent for a while and then said: "You have to think about getting married and having children in the future, don't make it like us, a mess."

"If I don't get married, I don't want children." An He pinched out the cigarette.

Mom took a look at him and said after a long time, "It's up to you."

Dad came over at almost noon, and when he entered the room, he said that he didn't want anything. Mom said that looking at his things was upset, and the two of them started arguing again after a few words.

An He stood in the living room and listened to their quarrel for 10 minutes, stood up and patted the table: "Let me say a word."

Both of them looked at him unhappily. He took his coat and put it on, and said as he walked out the door: "You two don't need to notify me after you finish the formalities."

An He walked downstairs, and the quarrel between his parents gradually died down and disappeared in his ears.

He stood downstairs, looking at the surrounding scene, this is the place where he grew up, familiar and unfamiliar, many things have changed over the years.

The tree that was thought to be very big at the time is not so towering when you look at it now. The sesame seed cake that was so greedy that you felt that you would have nothing to regret if you ate it to death, now it smells no longer attractive.

He got in the car and called Lin Ruoxue: "Are you free?"

"It's grown mushrooms, why, come out to play?" Lin Ruoxue asked with a smile.

"Don't play, introduce me to a reliable doctor, I want to talk to someone." An He moved closer to the rearview mirror, looking at his dark circles.

"...An He, this is not easy," Lin Ruoxue clicked her tongue, "You have professional knowledge, what do other people talk to you about? What people talk to you about and the methods they give you are all you understand."

"Then you," An He smiled, "I'm serious, I don't need you to guide me, I just need someone to give me affirmation."

"Okay, let me say first, I will charge you normally, your work is tiring." Lin Ruoxue clicked her tongue.

"no problem."

"Deal, come here if you are free, I will be free next Tuesday and Friday afternoon."

At that time, Chen had been half asleep and half awake in bed for four or five days. Li Fan and the band members took turns to accompany him when they were free.

According to the doctor's words, that Chen's injury was not serious, all kinds of broken, accumulated water, sprained and sprained, and because of soaking in cold water and having a fever, he was hospitalized for two months. This is like about to burp.

"My brain is broken." Yan Yi was sure.

"Yes, you are an example, you can soak it in a bath." Li Fan said.

"It's not humorous at all," Yan Yi sighed, "Is there something wrong with that An He? Aren't they very hot a while ago, and this time they made it like this and didn't see anyone."

"Probably no one knows about it at all," Li Fan saw that Chen moved, and patted Yan Yi, "Go and buy something to eat, it should be high-end, this kid is too picky, he bought a meal from the hospital at noon Don’t eat, remember to ask if there is anything you can’t eat first.”

After Yan Yi went out to buy food, Li Fan entered the ward, sat by the bed and looked at the tube in Na Chen's hand.

"Mobile phone." Na Chen said suddenly.

The voice was very low, but Li Fan heard it clearly. This was the first time Na Chen spoke in a few days.

"Mobile phone? Want a mobile phone?" Li Fan took out the mobile phone and put it in his hand, "Do you want this?"

"Well, change my number."

Li Fan found Na Chen's card and changed it for him. Na Chen held the phone in front of his eyes, set it for a while and started dialing.

"Who are you calling?" Li Fan lay down on the bed and looked at his phone.

Na Chen stopped after pressing a few numbers, and Li Fan sat up straight: "All right, I won't look."

"No." Na Chen's voice was still very low, and he didn't continue to dial, but suddenly yelled into the phone.

"What's wrong?" Li Fan looked at him.

"Ah——" Na Chen closed her eyes, her voice was not loud, a little hoarse, "One, two, three, four, hello, audition, audition, ABCDEFG...cup, Li Fan, Li Fan, your wife Gained a lot of weight."

"Damn," Li Fan was stunned, jumped up from the stool, touched his forehead, "Are you okay! Don't scare me."

"It's okay," Na Chen remained expressionless, "it's like talking silently, one, two, three, four, hello... Are you listening? Are you silent?"

"Damn it, you're scared to death. If it's like this, you won't be able to stop your convulsions." Li Fan heaved a sigh of relief, and sat back on the stool dumbfounded. "Just keep your voice low, as if you haven't woken up."

An He was sitting on the sofa, with a few thick psychological scales in front of him. He never made scales lightly, and some things would be affected by random testing when you really need it.

He recovered well in the past two days. After the fever subsided, he ate pigeon porridge for two days and felt that he was in good condition. He planned to do some tests for himself.

As soon as he picked up the pen, the mobile phone that was set aside rang.

He took a look at his phone, and it showed Big Seven.

"Hello?" He quickly picked up the phone, "Da Qi?"

"Well, what are you doing?" Na Chen's voice came from over there.

"Watching TV," An He felt uncontrollable excitement the moment he heard Na Chen's voice, "What's going on with you these days?"

"About the photo...does anyone bother you?" Na Chen asked.

"No, nothing happened this week."

"An He," Na Chen was silent for a while, "Even if two people lick each other's wounds, it's not considered a relationship. Did you mean that day?"

"Yeah." An He responded.

"Will you fix yourself?" Na Chen asked softly.

"meeting."

"Then... when I repaired myself, were you still there?"