Revolution in the depths of the soul

Xi'an, Railway Station Police Station:

The young policeman is in his early twenties and is handsome. He is the police officer of the railway station police station.

Zhan Xing is like a wilted eggplant, while Lin Jingfeng is like a cactus with expressionless face.

Police officer: "How old are you?"

Exhibition line: "Seventeen."

Police officer: "Sex."

Exhibition line: "..."

Cop: "What's in the wallet?"

Zhan Xing: "There are two cards in the wallet, one is VISTA's gold card, the other is MASTAR's normal card, and there are..."

Police officer: "Stop. What else?"

Zhan Xing: "There is a group photo of three men and one girl..."

Police officer: "Describe it in detail."

Zhan Xing: "A photo of two grown men, me, and a little girl. The girl is my sister. She has a big wallet. In the bag is my passport, a few hundred yuan in RMB, and a little US dollars..."

Zhan Xing went mad for a moment: "Oh my God! What should I do! My passport is not pulled! How can I leave the country! I want to go home!"

Police officer: "..."

Exhibition line: "..."

Zhan Xing: "Damn it, why the fuck did I get involved in such a thing, really fuck him!"

Policeman: "Hey, the young man can play Beijing accent very well! Are you an American? Born in the United States, raised in the United States? Where are your parents immigrants?"

Zhan Xing said wearily: "My second uncle is from Beijing, and my aunt is from Nagada in Northeast China...Forget it, forget it!"

"It's all him!" Zhan Xing pointed his finger in anger, and Lin Jingfeng was sitting on the other side of the table, who was unmovable.

Lin Jingfeng seemed a little impatient, but the train conductor was a warm-hearted aunt, and he acted on the principle of being serious and responsible to international friends—although Zhan Xing didn't look like an American, but he repeatedly reiterated that he lost his wallet and lost his passport. Please ask the US embassy to solve it.

So the conductor's aunt took Lin Jingfeng to the railway station police station. Lin Jingfeng was a friend of women, so of course he didn't dare to touch the aunt.

Moreover, who told him that he had a suspicious (?) expression at the beginning, just when someone hit the tank.

The policeman asked Lin Jingfeng a few questions, and Lin Jingfeng answered in Xi'an dialect: "The goose doesn't know."

Seeing that the meeting spoke Xi'an dialect, the policeman registered Lin Jingfeng's ID card, made a record, and said, "Okay."

Exhibition line: "..."

Zhan Xing: "What's the matter?! What do you mean?"

Police officer: "Young man, we have filed a record, and we will notify you if there is any news. Please keep your mobile phone turned on at all times."

Zhan Xing roared, "What about my wallet? What about my wallet?!"

Police officer: "Hey, Mr. Zhan, how did the boarding board remind you? 'Please pay attention to your belongings'. After staying in the United States for a long time, I can't even read Chinese? Seriously, are you still not used to covering your wallet when you go out and take the subway? I heard..."

Zhan Xing patted the table: "To tell you the truth, I have never taken the subway before. What's the matter, take a look?"

The policeman patted the table: "Well, Beijing movies are amazing! You speak with your tongue straight! It doesn't matter to me whether you have sat or not. You don't understand what your parents taught you?"

Zhan Xing fell limply, lay down on the table, and wailed, "Then what should I do with NIA?!"

Police officer: "Can you contact the embassy?"

Zhan Xing shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, no! I finally came here, and as soon as I contacted the embassy, ​​they sent me back again! Did I come all the way to take the train!"

Police officer: "Then go back and wait for news."

Zhan Xing continued to wail: "Where are you going back! Where do you want me to go back!"

The young police officer got up and went to cook with a stainless steel lunch box.

Zhan Xing hugged his waist and howled loudly: "I have no relatives and no reason, I'm away from home, I don't have any money on me, where do you want me to go back—at least give me lunch—"

Lin Jingfeng said, "It's none of my business?"

Police officer: "You can go."

Lin Jingfeng picked up his outdoor bag and walked out of the police station in a cool manner. Zhan Xing thought for a while, gave up taking advantage of the police, and ran away with Lin Jingfeng.

Zhan Xing kept following Lin Jingfeng at a distance of two meters, and was prepared to rush forward when Lin Jingfeng took a taxi at any time, and got into the car door to pretend to be pitiful.

However, Lin Jingfeng didn't intend to take a taxi at all, he looked at the side of the road, walked straight, Zhan Xing followed behind him step by step, a moment later.Lin Jingfeng got on a bus.

Zhan Xing immediately followed and squeezed up.Lin Jingfeng was very polite and let the women get on the car first, Zhan Xing grabbed Lin Jingfeng's big backpack and was dragged all the way up.

It was the noon off-duty time, and there were a lot of people crowded into the traffic. The coin box jingled and the card reader beeped. , took it back.

The people crowded in the traffic made a noise, Zhan Xing was quick to think, he took his backpack off his shoulders, moved towards the card reader, imitating the sound of a machine, and said, "Di."

driver:"……"

Lin Jingfeng: "..."

Lin Jingfeng just wanted to kick Zhan Xing out of the bus, but the people on the bus who were pulling their arms and hugging their thighs made a fuss really ugly, so they had to swipe Zhan Xing's card.

Zhan Xing was elated, and said gratefully: "I don't know you, but I thank you!"

Lin Jingfeng could hardly control his expression.

The bus stopped, got off, got on, and Zhan Xing was squeezed back and forth, leaning on Lin Jingfeng's body.

"Where are you going and what do you want to do with me?"

After coming out of the train station, Lin Jingfeng said the first sentence to Zhan Xing.

Zhan Xing said sadly: "I don't know, I've lost everything, anyway you have to be responsible for me."

Lin Jingfeng decided not to talk to Zhan Xing in public again, at least not to provoke him before getting off the bus.

Lin Jingfeng didn't look at the roof of the car this time, he looked at the window, there were fewer people in the car, and he stood side by side with Zhan Xing.The reflections of the two appeared in the car window.

Zhan Xing is very handsome, with fair skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, ruffian and cheap, but not annoying. Lin Jingfeng has met many people, but he can't see the brand of Zhan Xing's clothes.His clothes are very suitable, unobtrusive, plaid shirt, jacket and trousers, but just right to make the whole person look very energetic.

Compared with Zhan Xing, Lin Jingfeng is like a veteran soldier. Fortunately, Lin Jingfeng has a good figure and handsome facial features. He is a handsome soldier.

But compared to the soldiers, it has a darker temperament.

Get off at the terminal station.

Zhan Xing followed behind Lin Jingfeng, looking left and right. This was a completely unfamiliar place. He had already broken his cans, and used his actions to repeatedly explain the legal case of "you don't know if you are sold when you go out".

Lin Jingfeng walked through several streets, dust was everywhere in spring, Zhan Xing followed him all the time, at 01:30 noon, the smell of mutton steamed buns and beef noodles by the roadside seduced his mouth watering.

Zhan Xing's wishful thinking was crackling, and he had already thought about the follow-up: Whichever shop Lin Jingfeng sat down in front of, he would walk over and sit down with him, and he would order a portion of whatever Lin Jingfeng ate.

But Lin Jingfeng didn't eat, he turned into a remote alley.

After the alley turns out, there is a street market with a length of [-] meters.

"Yo!" Zhan Xing was very surprised, he probed several times to look.

The market is full of antiques, blue, red, and colorful flowers. There are large azure gate vases from official kilns; Monster bottles; in ancient times, there was Yuanmou rough kneading pottery pots, and now there are... and now there are high-power loudspeakers for sale.

Zhan Xing almost lost it a few times, but fortunately Lin Jingfeng's backpack was conspicuous enough.

Zhan Xing put down a fake Kaiyuan Tongbao that was stained with green rust, and hurriedly chased after it.

The antique market is called "Taoqing Street". It is a relatively famous antique trading place in the local area. The stalls are full of real and nine fake goods. It is difficult to distinguish. The real experts will never sell their goods in front of the stall. Most of them use incense burner copper coins. Coax foreigners.Lin Jingfeng turned into a secluded alley again, Zhan Xing heard from his father that this kind of place usually only sells real antiques.

Seeing Lin Jingfeng's appearance, he was very familiar with this store, so he unloaded his bag when he entered the door and said, "It's the shopkeeper."

The clerk in the store went back to invite the boss, and Lin Jingfeng and the two of them were invited in, and they sat down in the living room. Someone brought tea, and Zhan Xing followed him and sat on another chair. a cup of tea.

It was the first time for Zhan Xing to come to this kind of place, so he didn't dare to make a noise.

The boss came out. He was a man in his forties. His accent didn't sound like a northerner, but a southerner. He opened his mouth and said, "Which way is this little brother a friend?"

Lin Jingfeng said: "Don't bother with him, let's look at the goods first."

Lin Jingfeng took out a few things, patted them on the table, and sat drinking tea by himself.

"The boss's shop is very interesting." Zhan Xing said with a ruffian smile, "The tea is also good tea."

The boss didn't know the details of Zhanxing, so he just said, "My friend is here to help."

The boss turned a blind eye to the phoenix jade pendant, first looked at the set of chain wrist locks that Lin Jingfeng took out, then took out the palm mirror, looked at the white jade dragon pendant carefully, and asked without raising his head, "Where is Mr. Lin going next? "

Lin Jingfeng refused to answer: "Estimate first."

The boss gave a price, the chain lock was worthless, three hundred, and the fake white jade dragon pattern pendant was two thousand.

Lin Jingfeng said, "Is it suitable?"

The boss took off the palm mirror: "It's not suitable, there's nothing to do, I brought a pair of boards last time..."

Lin Jingfeng: "I didn't ask you."

With a dazed face, Zhan Xing met Lin Jingfeng's eyes.

"I... I don't know the price." Zhan Xing said, "I can only tell if it's real or not, I don't know how much it's selling for..."

Lin Jingfeng said: "Let's just make this trip for nothing, Boss Wang, let's put the things here with you first, settle the bill this time, and come back to pick them up."

The boss took the tea, tossed off the floating leaves, and said slowly, "Mr. Lin, with all due respect, spring is just a good season in Northwest China. A few land shovelers came to my store to recruit people. You have run for nothing. Why don't you... ..."

After Lin Jingfeng drank his tea, he waved his hand to indicate that there is no need to say anything more. The clerk took an envelope and put it on the table. Zhan Xing guessed something, but he didn't ask.

When Lin Jingfeng's envelope was down, there was a small stack of RMB, and his tall fingers were dipped in some tea, so he counted them carefully.

This time, I looked at the show with a blank face, thinking that my fingers are so long, it would be nice to spend some money.

"Exchange one." Lin Jingfeng found a broken one and held it up. Boss Wang had no choice but to exchange the money from his wallet. Zhan Xing said, "Lend me a few hundred."

Lin Jingfeng collected all the money, put his hands in his trouser pockets, got up and left.

Zhan Xing had no choice but to chase him out again.

"That's a loot shop, isn't it?"

"Why do you look like a poker bottle and act like a poker bottle?"

"The boss knows you very well? How did you know each other?"

"The boss said 'shoveling the ground', is it the tomb robber team?"

"The fake white jade dragon pattern pendant can only be sold for two thousand? I think that set of chain locks sold at a loss!"

"Where did you steal it from?"

"A bowl of fried noodles."

When Lin Jingfeng ordered a dish, Zhan Xing shut up instantly.

Zhan Xing: "Two bowls, I won't ask."

Lin Jingfeng tapped his fingers on the table: "One more bowl."

After a while, when the noodles were served, Zhan Xing burst into tears, dear ones!

After finishing the noodles, Zhan Xing wiped his mouth: "What do you do next?"

Lin Jingfeng said: "If you still want to eat dinner, don't ask what and why."

Zhan Xing thought that there was still dinner, so he had no choice but to stop asking.

"Either I will take you to Beijing to play...? I will take you to Beijing to play, I have relatives there." Zhan Xing realized that there should be no question marks, and quickly changed it to a declarative sentence.

Lin Jingfeng ignored Zhan Xing. Wherever he went, Zhan Xing followed him in a long-winded manner. Lin Jingfeng stopped in front of the road and said, "In that store just now, I saw you looking around, what did you see?" , say it once."

Zhan Xing thought for a while: "Don't forget, the flowerpot shelf in the inner hall is called Qiulaixiangwan, which is a mahogany from the Ming Dynasty; there is a listening wind bottle in the pavilion, and on the wall is a picture of a tiger roaring mountain forest... "

Lin Jingfeng: "What's the origin of everything, let me tell you once."

Zhanxing scratched his head: "Only Qiu Laixiangwan is the real thing, and the others are old imitations... It's hard to say the origin, by the way, there is a pair of jade plates leaning against the corner of the cabinet."

Lin Jingfeng: "Jade board?"

Zhan Xing: "It's the coffin board."

Lin Jingfeng: "Which dynasty?"

Zhan Xing: "Ming."

Lin Jingfeng: "How did you tell?"

Zhan Xing: "The dowels outside the coffin in the Ming Dynasty were side nails, so there will be a nail mark on the side of the coffin board. The exposed board..."

Lin Jingfeng: "Aside from looking at antiques, what else do you want?"

Zhan Xing was elated: "I can shoot!"

Zhan Xing: "I'm still a gold medal pitcher in intercollegiate baseball, and the champion of the school's darts team! Young master hits every shot in darts, hey, hey, hey——"

Lin Jingfeng: "You can shut up now."

Night, bathhouse.

The bathhouse provides a lounge for guests, which is cheap and affordable, 25 yuan per person, you can stay overnight, but there are too many beds, like a large room.

But there are not many people today, only a few old men chatting and smoking on the bed in the corner.

Lin Jingfeng asked Zhan Xing to stay in the bathroom, and went out for another walk by himself. Zhan Xing took a shower first, sniffed, lay on the narrow bed, held his mobile phone, and hesitated at the power button.

After Lin Jingfeng finished washing, he fell down heavily, sighed wearily, took out a small notebook to write calculations, took out his mobile phone and pressed the calculator.

Zhan Xing: "How old did you start doing this?"

Lin Jingfeng: "When I was your age."

Zhan Xing turned sideways, his eyes filled with the light of dreams: "You really admire Poker Ping! I understand!"

Lin Jingfeng: "..."

Zhan Xing: "Everyone has dreams. I understand this. It is because of this that I left home and returned to China. I know that you can't just tell outsiders about your career...I..."

Lin Jingfeng pressed the phone: "You ran away from home?"

Zhan Xing said pitifully: "No one at home understands me, I'm very lonely!"

Lin Jingfeng didn't respond, and Zhan Xing began to complain about himself: "It's better to be a mother, but my mother is angry and yelling at people all the time, don't let me learn this, let me learn that, tell me to study business, don't let me play darts..."

Lin Jingfeng didn't even understand the meaning of Zhanxing's words such as "Di Ama" and "Side Ama", and said casually: "It's always right to listen to your parents, they are also for your own good, and want you to avoid detours."

Zhan Xing: "Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back, have you told your parents about this job?"

Lin Jingfeng ignored him, and Zhanxing sighed heavily again: "I really can't stay at home, I have to go home every day except for class, and after I graduate, Zhanyang will force me to do business..."

Lin Jingfeng said perfunctorily, "Oh, your father's name is Zhan Yang."

Zhan Xing said: "Well, I confronted him, and I dropped out of school."

Lin Jingfeng: "You don't know, society is difficult."

Zhan Xing: "As Shaorong said, there are still so many good people in the world, and you are a good person. I lost my wallet, and you invited me to dinner, and..."

Lin Jingfeng scoffed: "Your parents raised you, provided you with three meals, and gave you a place to live for 17 years. I only treat you to a meal and a bath. Is that so grateful?"

Exhibition line: "..."

Lin Jingfeng put away his mobile phone and notebook, fell asleep, Zhan Xing tossed and turned, seemed to be touched by that sentence, after a while, made up his mind, and resolutely turned on his mobile phone.

47 missed calls.

He thought about it for a long time, and was about to send a text message to his family when the call came, and the screen flickered.

Zhan Xing gritted his teeth and answered the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Zhan Xing's father's voice almost exploded the phone, and Lin Jingfeng on the other bed could clearly hear a frantic roar.

"Zhan, Xiao, cheap! Why is the phone turned off? Or is it turned off for three days?! Explain to me clearly! What happened to the school, I went to your grandfather and my father. If you don't come back, Sleep on the street tonight! I will lock the door after twelve o’clock! Uh huh? Don’t think Xiaomao will let you in! I bought a new dog! Uh huh? German police dog..."

Zhan Xing: "Damned old man! Let me tell you, you can't do anything with me! I'm already in..."

The other end of the phone yelled again: "Where are you! Do you want me to apply for mobile phone location tracking? Lu Yao, I am troublesome, don't play the symphony of fate at this time..."

Zhan Xing quickly hung up the phone.

Lin Jingfeng: "..."

Zhan Xing: "Hey hey hey."

The phone rang again, and Zhan Xing looked at the screen silently for a while before pressing the call button: "Hello, hahaha! Second Uncle, um, guess where I am?"

The other end of the phone also started calling, and the sentence "I wipe" was very clear, but the penetrating power was not as strong as Zhan Yang before, Zhan Xing complained: "I just came out to relax...Okay, I will definitely go back."

Lin Jingfeng heard the other party sip a Beijing movie, and finally heard vaguely: "Call your dad's mobile phone, and contact me anytime if you need anything. If you love Ama, keep the phone on! Little bitch!"

Zhan Xing hung up the phone, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, pressed a few buttons, and called again.

"Hi, Lu Shaorong." Zhan Xing whispered, "I'm in China."

There was no yelling on the other end of the phone, and the voice was normal.

Lin Jingfeng: "???"

Lin Jingfeng was a little confused, how could he be a father again?

Zhan Xing said: "Yes, I am in China, Xi'an, and I came to see the Terracotta Warriors and Horses and the museum. I... um, no problem, I can take care of myself! I don't need money. If I want money, I will find my second uncle...Okay! Okay of!"

After talking on the other end of the phone for a long time, Zhan Xing listened without saying a word, and finally said: "Okay, okay, I got it."

There was a faint growling sound from the phone, Zhan Xing gritted his teeth: "You told the old man to stop barking, oh my god! The second uncle asked me to call you, just now he made my friend... sleep, sleep, sleep!"

"Okay, let's leave it at that." Zhan Xing said, "Understood, I will be careful."

Lin Jingfeng couldn't help but looked at Zhan Xing full of doubts, and after a long time he asked, "How many fathers do you have?"

Zhan Xing said the truth: "Two."

The corner of Lin Jingfeng's mouth twitched, and he nodded in understanding.

Zhan Xing hurriedly waved his hands and said, "No, no, it's not what you think, it's not the relationship between stepfather and biological father, they...well, they are a same-sex couple, no, husband and wife."

At that moment, Lin Jingfeng's expression was very exciting.

Zhan Xing: "I'll tell you about this later."

Lin Jingfeng looked at Zhan Xing with hairy eyes: "Could it be that you are also..."

Zhan Xing said with certainty: "Of course not! Homosexuality is not hereditary!"

Lin Jingfeng nodded in doubt.

At the same time, across the ocean, America, New York, ten o'clock in the morning.

Zhan Yang looked resentful, sitting at the dining table, he almost wanted to chase across the Pacific Ocean while breathing out fire, rush to Xi'an to level all the buildings, and then bring back his son who ran away from home.

Lu Shaorong smiled guiltyly: "Let him go out for a walk, maybe he will be sensible. When I was 17 years old... I was working part-time."

Zhan Yang: "I'm not spoiled by you!"

Lu Shaorong: "He is actually very smart. Since he was admitted to university at the age of 16, I believe he can do well when he returns to China... The eldest brother and second brother are both in China, so let them take care of anything..."

The doorbell rang, and the servant opened the door, letting in a half-caucasian boy of eighteen or nineteen years old.

Zhan Yang looked at that person: "Who are you looking for?"

The boy asked politely, "Is this VIKKO's house? Aha! I've heard of you. You are Mr. Zhan."

Lu Shaorong said: "He went back to China to visit his uncle, sir, are you his classmate?"

The boy replied: "I am his boyfriend, and I agreed to accompany him on a trip to China."

Lu Shaorong: "..."

Zhan Yang's face immediately turned green.

Lu Shaorong was almost unsteady: "You you you...why haven't I heard Xiaojian say that? When did you guys...are you his boyfriend?!"

The young man smiled and said: "It's not counted now, but it will be soon, please give me this chance, my father is from the Miklofi Consortium..."

Zhan Yang finally couldn't take it anymore.

"I never had any son, and I don't know any VIKKO!"

Zhan Yang roared and slammed the door, almost having a cerebral hemorrhage.

Adolescence meets menopause, which is a great tragedy.