Dude, your wig fell off

After smoking two cigarettes, Nachen's cell phone rang, and a text message came in.

An He sent it over, are you home yet?

He looked up at the night sky, and returned a message to An He, "It's here, looking at the stars, do you want to take a look too?"

I gonna go see.

After a while, An He sent another one. After reading it, I sneezed twice. Did you miss me?

Na Chen laughed, this thing is not accurate, if it is accurate, you will have a bad cold right now.

good night.

good night.

After Na Chen sent the text message, he whispered "good night" to An He's name on the phone, then stood up and stretched, looked at the little white flower on the ground, and stepped onto the small battery.

It is a kind of happiness for Na Chen to have someone who can say good night every day.

These two ordinary words are spoken casually and warmly.

He started the car and drove back slowly along the road.

The soft wind blew across his face, and he took a deep breath, the weather was getting warmer, and the cold wind that pierced his body in winter had disappeared.

The speed of the small battery is incomparable to that of Bombardier, but occasionally he would enjoy it when driving the small battery. Compared with Bombardier's wild stimulation, the speed of the small battery is reassuring.

After driving for a while, the speed of the small battery became slower and slower. When Na Chen twisted the accelerator, the small battery buzzed twice, and the speed became even slower.

Na Chen clicked his tongue, scanned the battery indicator on the dashboard, and stopped the car: "Damn..."

out of battery!

At that time, Chenkai was used to gasoline-burning motorcycles, so he had no idea how far a small toilet could run, nor was he in the habit of checking the battery.

Now looking at the pointer indicating that the power is down to the end, he is a little helpless.

Sitting in the car in a daze for a while and then wanting to laugh, what is this.

After pushing the car for half an hour, I saw a sign at the door of a store selling battery cars, fast charging, two yuan a time, but the store has closed.

Fortunately, it wasn't too late. Na Chen rushed over and knocked on the door. The shopkeeper only opened a small window through the door, probably thinking that he was robbing.

That Chen took pictures of his ID card and student ID card on the small window.

But after he took the photo, he immediately regretted it. The major was printed on the student ID card, and the shopkeeper closed the small window after taking a look: "I'm sorry, this night is really unlucky."

"Those two things... Uncle, I can't charge the battery and push the car home until midnight..." Na Chen leaned against the door, before he left it, he would probably get angry, maybe he would get a pile of small stones He smashed one by one against the door for several hours, but during this time he was in a good mood, "Please help."

It took a long time to get the shopkeeper to understand, Nachen looked around, and this was the only one that could have fast charging, he gritted his teeth: "I made a big move, uncle."

"If you dare to smash the door, I will call the police." The owner said inside.

"Don't smash it, I don't need to make that effort," Na Chen squatted against the door, "I will recite the scriptures."

"What?" The owner's voice was puzzled.

"What do you think?" Nachen smiled, "I learned this."

The shopkeeper didn't say a word, Na Chen cleared his throat, actually they don't learn these things, but there is no problem with the trick, he started to recite in a low voice: "Na Wu All Tathagata Heart Secret Whole Body Relic Treasure Casket Seal Dharani Mantra Tassoha..."

"Hey!" The shopkeeper opened the small window, "You young man... Hurry up and go!"

"Thank you uncle," Na Chen jumped up and pushed the car over. The shopkeeper opened the door and helped him connect the plugs before he said with a smile, "This is a scripture for auspicious blessings, don't worry."

After charging five yuan in the store, Chen finally drove the car home.

After taking a shower and setting the alarm clock for tomorrow, I went back to the house and lay down on the bed. After lying down for a while, I got up again. I dug out two yuan coins and put them in the piggy bank next to the bed.

The sound made when the coins fell in was a bit muffled, and it was no longer the crisp sound before. He picked up the jar, weighed it, and shook it again. There was already a lot of money.

He lay back on the pillow, put the piggy bank next to the pillow, and flicked his fingers on the jar: "Good night."

Before the alarm clock rang in the morning, Na Chen had already woken up. He got up and fried two eggs for himself, drank a can of milk, and thought about what An He would eat in the morning. If you are in a bad mood, just stop eating.

So he took two marinated eggs from the refrigerator and warmed them up, put them in a small thermos bowl and took them out the door.

After walking two steps, he ran back and opened the door to enter the house, and ran to the balcony. There were rows of small flowerpots on the flower stand of the balcony. He poured water into the flowerpots one by one, and whispered: "Masters, how are you doing?" You haven't seen any buds yet, don't cheat me, it's been less than a month, you can't let me give someone a few pots of soil!"

When An He drove to the funeral home, he saw that his second aunt had just arrived supporting his grandma. There was a farewell ceremony here, and after that, grandpa had to be sent to the crematorium.

When he got out of the car, grandma saw him and stopped in her tracks. Just as he was about to call out to grandma, grandma turned her face and walked slowly inside.

An He took out his mobile phone and dialed his mother's number to see what was going on with his mother, but the phone was turned off.

He sighed, forget it, let it be like this, it doesn't matter what the relatives think, say or do, as long as he does what he should do.

The chairs had already been set up outside the farewell hall, and the staff was tying black veils on the arms of relatives at home. An He saw that Chen was busy in a black suit, and he didn't go there, standing aside and watching.

The relatives and mothers in the family never move around, and he doesn't know him at all except his grandma, second aunt and uncle, and no one pays attention to him, and they don't know who he is.

After Nachen fastened the black veil on grandma, she looked up and saw him, beckoning him to go over.

An He shook his head lightly, he didn't want to go and trouble his grandma and second aunt.

Na Chen took the time to come over, tied the black gauze in his hand to his arm, and said softly: "When you send it out later, just pick it off and tie it on the tree next to it."

"Yeah." An He nodded.

"Have you had breakfast?" Na Chen glanced at him.

"I got up late and didn't have time to eat," An He smiled, "Have you eaten?"

"Nonsense, can the little expert in the red case still have no breakfast, I ate fried eggs and milk," Na Chen clicked his tongue, "Wait for me."

An He watched him turn back to the table, and took out a bag from the table bucket. He probably ate it, and his stomach growled.

"Boiled egg, just two, you can play it safe, I still have something to do over there..." Na Chen put the bag in his hand, looked up and glanced behind him, stunned, "Is that your mother?"

An He turned his head and saw his mother standing under the long steps. Just as he was about to turn around and go down, his mother had already turned around and left.

He stopped and didn't chase after him.

My mother and grandparents have rarely moved around for decades. They seem to have forgotten that they still have their parents. It was not until my grandfather died in the hospital that my mother suddenly woke up from a dream, crying, panicking, or unable to describe it at all. My feeling is that my parents have been alienated and indifferent like passers-by for decades.

An He is not surprised by her current state.

"Would you like to take the time to talk to your mother and give her guidance." Na Chen said beside her.

"It's useless, don't say that the relationship between me and her is impossible. There are so many psychological consultations, have you ever seen one for the elderly?" An He smiled, "Concepts, so many years of psychological stereotypes... You go about your business."

"Are you okay?" Na Chen turned back and asked as he walked over there.

"I eat braised eggs." An He knocked on the lunch box in his hand.

After the farewell ceremony, grandma walked past An He with swollen eyes, and An He followed at the end of the crowd.

He had no thoughts, no discomfort, no embarrassment, and no regrets. He just drove behind the funeral home's cart to the crematorium and played a CD to listen to.

When passing by the old car yard, he glanced at the gate, and he couldn't see Nachen's secret base on the road, but he suddenly felt relieved.

When he came here with Na Chen for the first time, he never thought that one day he would have so many interactions with Na Chen, and he never thought that an unpleasant 419 would one day turn into a relationship that he couldn't let go of.

"You don't know if you don't look at it," An He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, "The world is really wonderful."

After his grandfather was cremated, An He didn't follow him to the cemetery. After calling Na Chen, he drove back to school.

When sitting in the office facing the computer, he was in a daze, quite comfortable.

Grandpa's matter is finished, it's like a full stop, turning over all the depression and entanglement during this period, although he can't turn over his emotions in the past ten or twenty years, it still makes him relax. Soft and comfortable, leaning on the chair and wanting to sleep.

Then I fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, he found the monitor of his class standing beside his desk in a daze.

"I'll take a nap and you still have a lot of fun visiting?" An He quickly sat up straight, took a drink from the cup, "What's the matter?"

"Mr. An, the class meeting, is there no class meeting anymore? Will you change to self-study?" The monitor looked at him.

"Ah," An He stood up, "Then why are you staring at me in a daze? You won't call me?"

"...You woke up just after I stood here, I didn't daze." The squad leader felt aggrieved.

"This is really a beautiful misunderstanding," An He took the notebook and patted him on the shoulder, "Let's go."

Generally, An He will start the class meeting, and let the students play the rest, as long as they don't go too far off topic, he won't care.

The theme of this class meeting is how to live a fulfilling high school life, a topic set by the students themselves. An He had laughed at this topic before, but the students discussed it quite vigorously today.

Not to mention the three years of high school, a group of people went straight to university, dating, marriage, and having children even if they played off the topic.

During this period of time, his life was chaotic. Besides going to class on time every day, he hadn't paid much attention to the thoughts of these children for a long time.

"So, it's hard to live now, what capital can I have to live well in the future..." Someone said loudly.

An He suppressed a smile, sat on the podium and listened to a class. It took a few minutes for him to stand up, bring the topic back, and make a summary.

Walking out of the classroom, he skipped down the stairs, stretched across the playground, and nearly threw his notebook on the floor.

Since seeing his mother at the funeral home that day, An He has never returned home or contacted his mother. His life has undergone tremendous changes, and so has his mother. The relationship has not improved much, so I don't want to put any pressure on my mother during the period after my grandfather passed away.

For the time being, he and his mother still insisted on meeting each other a month or two ago, and his mother complained a few times that he had a better life listening to the sound of mahjong.

At that time, he was not too busy at work, but he had to be on the night shift from time to time. During the night shift, An He would text and chat with him until late.

Although Na Chen said that he would not be afraid, An He always felt that he would be trying to save face and would make a joke every time he sent a text message.

"Master, can you hear me?" Na Chen suddenly called him, with a flustered tone.

"What did you hear?" An He was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and when he heard this, he got goosebumps.

"Listen," Na Chen seemed to put the phone away, and after a while he leaned over and whispered, "Did you hear that? Ka... Ka..."

"No!" An He rubbed his legs, "I didn't hear anything!"

"But I heard it, it's getting... closer," Na Chen's breathing also became unsteady, "I..."

An He's hairs stood on end, but Na Chen suddenly lost his voice. A few seconds later, there was the sound of the phone falling to the ground, and then hung up.

An He was stunned for a few seconds and jumped up, but he couldn't get through when he dialed the phone back. He felt that this should be Na Chen's joke, but he couldn't imagine how strong it would take to make such a joke in that environment .

When he dialed for the third time and the call was finally connected, he yelled into the receiver: "Da Qi!"

"Hello," a cold voice came from over there, "welcome to call the reincarnation hotline, please press 1 for livestock, 2 for plants, 3 for small toilets, 4 for peeing just now... ..."

"Then I'll fuck you!" An He roared wanting to laugh and curse, and now he was finally sure that Nachen didn't think there was any problem with being on the night shift in the funeral parlor.

Nachen's voice remained cold: "My uncle's surname is An, please press..."

"I pressed 4." An He poked on the screen.

"Transferring, beep - hello, the 24-hour caring scare hotline will provide you with diapers, and they will be delivered tomorrow morning. Please wait patiently and rate this service on a scale of 0 to 10."

"0 points! I'm peeing now, will you bring me over tomorrow morning and I'll be wet all night?" An He listened happily.

"It's all wet? Then you can fuck my uncle, do you need technical guidance?"

"That Chen, are you annoying?" An He asked with a smile.

Na Chen also smiled: "It's too boring, let me relieve the boredom, I'm the only one in this room, and I can't find anyone to chat with."

"I'll chat with you for a while," An He lay down on the sofa, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Let's get married." Nachen said.

"...Okay." An He was stunned for a moment, and the topic of Nachen was a bit sudden.

"I fancy a pair of rings, let's see them tomorrow?" Na Chen asked him.

"A pair? Is there a pair of men's rings? Just say that there are two men's rings." An He clicked his tongue.

"Old man Maoer," Na Chen clicked his tongue, "It's different, two men's rings of different styles, but they look like a pair."

"There are such high-end products now?" An He raised his eyebrows, which was quite unexpected.

"Well, I went to ask. Keeping pace with the times, there are also two female rings in a pair, which are also very beautiful," Na Chen said with a smile, "Tomorrow we will go to the measurement number and order a pair It’s okay, you can engrave words or print your fingerprints inside.”

"Okay, engrave your name?" An He smiled.

"Well, my husband's colon name is Na Chen, and my wife's colon name is An He." Na Chen said seriously.

"Fart, I'm not a wife."

"Then change it. The doctor's colon is named Nachen, and the little doctor's colon is named Anhe."

An He lay on the sofa and laughed for a long time: "What name do you want to call, can't you be a little husband? You are not a little kid."

"Success, the young man's colon name is Nachen, and the old man's colon name is An He."

"Can you still do it!" An He yelled with a smile, "Why don't you suffer so much!"

"All right, all right, I will suffer for you!" Na Chen sighed, pondered for a while before saying, "I love An He."

An He's heartbeat and breathing paused for two seconds in sync, and his voice trembled a little when he spoke: "I love Nachen."

"Dealed?" Nachen asked.

"Yeah." An He nodded in response.

"Okay! That's it!" Na Chenban shouted, paused and laughed again, "An He, look at you, you are quite serious."

"I've always been quite serious." An He smiled.

"Actually, the rogue and rogue behind the scenes are as disgusting as they are." Na Chen sighed, "When I slept with you for the first time, I thought, such an old man of abstinence who rejects people thousands of miles away..."

"Wait a minute, I'm not too old."

"Okay, how is it that I suppress such an ascetic man who rejects people thousands of miles away?"

"What is it like?"

"Sexy, very exciting..." Na Chen cleared his throat halfway through speaking, "Don't talk about it, I'm on duty, it's inconvenient to talk about it."

An He raised his head and laughed for a long time: "That day."

"What is it my love."

"You are so cute."