Tender trapping

"I was sent to the execution ground by my eldest son." Zhuo Minghui paused every word, as if he was about to bleed every word, "You know? One day Zhuo Wenlang will kill me too, so there will be no future troubles."

Ran Xu was frightened by him, backed up to the door, grabbed the doorknob with his backhand, opened the door and ran out without saying anything.

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In the north where the cold wind is howling, the air is filled with the burning smell of coal and gasoline. The streets are crowded with people walking in a hurry.

Ran Xu didn't know how he got back to the dormitory, but at that time the sky was completely dark, he was still hungry, and he didn't know it, until the phone in his hand rang for the third time, he finally came back to pick it up .

Lin Yingying's voice came from the other end of the phone, asking how Ran Xu was doing this weekend: "Didn't Mr. Zhuo take you to see Xu Ziang's exhibition? I want to go too, but the tickets are not easy to get...how about the exhibition?" Like? Is there any interesting work?"

Ran Xu was immersed in his own world. For some reason, the "Accidental Casualties" popped up in his head. He remembered where he had seen such a work - the homeless man in the underground passage, he graffitied on the wall The strokes and colors are very similar to that painting, but, thinking about it, that person seems to be mentally disturbed, is it a painter that Xu Ziang admires?

"Ran Xu?" Lin Yingying asked tentatively, "You..."

She originally wanted to ask if Ran Xu was okay, but after thinking about it, the words changed to: "Where are you now? Do you have time to have dinner with me?"

Ran Xu's throat moved, his mind was in a mess, he really hoped to have someone by his side, so he responded.

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The place where Lin Yingying asked him out was a barbecue at the gate of the school. It was meal time, and there were not too many people. Lin Yingying and Ran Xu waited for a while before sitting down.

Ran Xu didn't have much appetite tonight. After eating a few skewers, she didn't do anything again. Lin Yingying wondered, "What happened today?"

"...I met Zhuo Minghui today." Ran Xu hesitated for a while, and told the story from the beginning to the end, focusing on the matter of Xu Ziang, not the father of the Zhuo family brothers.

Rao Lin Yingying boasted that she handled interpersonal matters very well, and after listening to Ran Xu's words, she was silent for a while, and then she slowed down and asked, "So, he took you to see your predecessor's art exhibition?"

"Hmm..." If Zhuo Minghui hadn't lied.

Ran Xu silently added in his heart.

"Besides, Zhuo Minghui said that every boyfriend will become an ex in the end. I don't understand what he means." Ran Xu frowned, really puzzled.

Lin Yingying rubbed her chin: "Actually, what he said is right. Indeed, if you can't continue talking, you will become your ex. What else? If you can't talk, are you still dying?"

Ran Xu nodded in agreement, but felt Zhuo Minghui's words were really awkward.

What Lin Yingying said was true, but Ran Xu felt inexplicably uncomfortable when he heard it. He asked seriously: "But, if you want to fall in love, who would be mentally prepared to break up from the beginning?"

Lin Yingying looked at him and said nothing, then scratched her hair irritably, and confessed to Ran Xu: "I don't know anymore, I can't figure it out. No, do you think their art people have strange brain circuits?"

"..."

Ran Xu raised his head and glanced at the school gate. Strictly speaking, he and Lin Yingying also "engaged in art" in the Second City Academy of Fine Arts.

This topic couldn't go on, Ran Xu couldn't untie the knot in his heart, he felt like something was wrong, but Zhuo Wenlang was so kind to him, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that Zhuo Minghui was embellishing his words in order to discredit his brother.

"Then do you think Zhuo Minghui is lying to me?" Ran Xu wondered again.

"But what did he lie to you for?"

That's really not the case, young master Zhuo is not short of money, and secondly, he is not short of people to handle affairs, so there is really no reason to lie to him.

Lin Yingying followed her inner thoughts and told Ran Xu: "I have the opposite opinion with you. I think Zhuo Wenlang's mouth may not be true, or... half-truth? I think otherwise, you can ask him directly. , or look for an opportunity to observe and observe, anyway, I suggest that you better not be with him...with him..."

Lin Yingying blushed.

Ran Xu blinked his eyes: "What are you doing with him?"

"...have a relationship."

Now it was the two of them blushing, Ran Xu was interrupted by Lin Yingying, most of the anxiety provoked by Zhuo Minghui faded away, his stomach finally felt hungry belatedly, and he started to eat well.

However, the matter is not over yet.

Ran Xu didn't know what happened between the two brothers of the Zhuo family. Zhuo Minghui said that it was true that he escaped from home, that is to say, the call Zhuo Wenlang received might not be from the company, but about About Zhuo Minghui...

Originally, when Ran Xu saw Zhuo Minghui today, he should have told Zhuo Wenlang what his younger brother was doing, but when Zhuo Minghui suddenly dragged him to say those words, Ran Xu became suspicious again, wondering whether he should give Zhuo Wenlang this Telephone.

"Otherwise, you can send Zhuo Wenlang a text message to care about him and ask him if he is busy with the company's affairs?" Lin Yingying gave him advice, quite like a military adviser.

"it is good."

Ran Xu sent Zhuo Wenlang a text message, but he didn't receive a reply until the two of them had finished eating, so Ran Xu had no choice but to go back to the dormitory first.

There were two people missing in the dormitory, and now only he and Zhang Jinzhou were left, which seemed much deserted.

However, although Zhang Jinzhou doesn't talk much at ordinary times, he always has some bad habits, such as not washing things, or not throwing away lunch boxes after eating, and his hygienic habits are particularly appalling.

Ran Xu had no choice but to clean up for him. This time, he found a box of unthrown lunch under his bed. Now there was a layer of fluff growing on it. When Ran Xu pulled it out from under the bed, he felt disgustingly sour The stench suddenly spread in the room.

Ran Xu just wanted to pinch his nose to sweep it out, but found some unknown white worms moving under the lunch box, and almost threw out the broom in his hand - worms can grow in winter, I really don't know how long this thing has been kept.

He couldn't bear it anymore and told Zhang Jinzhou to remind him to throw it out after eating.

Zhang Jinzhou replied lazily on the bed, and then he didn't respond, as if he was asleep.

It was like this every time, and Ran Xu also felt helpless. He was always in charge of the hygiene of their dormitory. After Zhuo Minghui moved in, he yelled at the other two people. , Immediately relapse into old ways.

Ran Xu had no choice but to hastily cleaned the room and went to bed to rest.

The phone rang, and Ran Xu thought it was Zhuo Wenlang, so he quickly picked it up, but he didn't expect Xue Xiaoxia was on the other end. He didn't know what she was doing on the other end of the phone, it was very noisy.

Ran Xu said "Hello" and frowned.

"Hey, hey Xiaoxu, mom heard that the temperature in the capital has dropped recently, remember to add some clothes."

At this moment, Ran Xu could clearly hear the noise on the other end of the phone. It seemed to be the sound of an automatic mahjong machine. Without even thinking about it, Xue Xiaoxia was playing cards again... It’s been winter, so it’s really a little bit to remind him to add clothes at this time At night, Ran Xu sighed.

"Mom, what's the matter with calling?"

"Oh, why do you talk like this, my child? Mom can't call you if she's fine? Hey... Let me tell you, the things in this town are really complete, much better than ours. Even calling Mahjong is automatic! It’s just that everything is too expensive. What kind of ball did your brother see two days ago? If you want to buy it, I’ll see the price, huh..."

"I'm doing my final homework recently, and I don't have any extra money." Ran Xu interrupted Xue Xiaoxia.

He didn't lie, although he said that there are many fewer written tests in the course of studying art, but at the end of the term, all kinds of homework assignments are also very troublesome, not to mention anything else, the cost alone is a lot of money.

Xue Xiaoxia was very dissatisfied with Ran Xu's response, and muttered a few words: "Okay, Mom didn't call you to ask for money! I just chatted with you, chat! Do you know how to chat?"

Ran Xu lay down on the bed and responded weakly.

Then Xue Xiaoxia said something, most of it was about Ran Tantai, saying that his younger brother's grades in the town were a bit behind, especially in foreign languages, and she wanted to enroll him in classes, but the price of the cram school outside was too high. How is it astonishing.

Ran Xu didn't talk much, just closed his eyes and listened, and finally muddied things.

Before hanging up the phone, Xue Xiaoxia was still saying: "Oh, I suddenly remembered what that is, yo-yo? It's called this... There must be one in the capital, hey, mom will give you a suggestion, wait until your brother's birthday , you don’t need to pick other gifts, just this one.”

Before she could finish speaking, Ran Xu hung up the phone and lay flat on the bed, suddenly feeling very sad.

He often thought that it would be great if Xue Xiaoxia had only one son, Ran Tantai, so that he would not be judged by others because of his lame leg, and would also save them from insisting on having a healthy son. Will not encounter accidental death.

Ran Tantai will have a happy family and a pair of parents who love him.

Just when Ran Xu was about to fall asleep, the phone next to his pillow rang again. Ran Xu thought it was Xue Xiaoxia, and wanted to press it in agitation, but when he saw the name on the screen clearly, he was stunned.

Zhuo Wenlang.

Ran Xu took his mobile phone to the corridor to answer the call: "Hello, Mr. Zhuo." His voice was a little trembling, perhaps because the temperature in the corridor was low and he was wearing little clothes.

Zhuo Wenlang's tone was as gentle as ever: "Xiao Xu, I'm sorry to see your text message so late."

"It's okay." Ran Xu recalled Lin Yingying's words, and asked, "Have you finished with the company's affairs?"

"...Sorry." Zhuo Wenlang apologized again, "There are outsiders at the exhibition today, I didn't tell the truth, it's not the company's business, it's Minghui's disappearance."

"Ah." Ran Xu responded shortly, confused by Zhuo Wenlang's sudden confession and apology.

"Xiaoxu, have you seen Minghui? The doctor has been looking for him, and he needs to come back to take medicine."