Revolution in the depths of the soul

Beijing, Imperial Chef.

Everyone took their seats, Zhan Xing asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Lu Shaorong said indifferently: "The guest is up to you, wait for your second uncle to come and ask?"

Zhan Xing scratched his head, the price of any dish was equal to his salary for a whole day of talking in the museum.

Zhan Xing: "Four bowls of rice and one dish of pickles."

Lu Shaorong: "..."

Zhan Yang: "..."

Lu Shaorong kindly reminded: "It's six bowls, your second uncle and Lu Yao don't eat?"

Zhan Xing: "Uh, I heard that Lu Yao is losing weight recently..."

Lin Jingfeng: "It should be eight bowls, at least Brother Hu wants to eat two bowls."

Zhan Xing: "Brother Hu has something to go out, why don't we eat at another room?"

Zhan Yang insisted: "I don't know any other places, every time you come to Beijing your second uncle invites you to this place, huh?"

Zhan Xing was completely paralyzed, Lin Jingfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, took the menu, ordered a few dishes, and said, "There are two more guests, we will serve the dishes when we arrive."

The waiter withdrew the menu to prepare, Zhan Xing poured tea for his father, Zhan Yang tapped the table casually with his index finger, and started chatting.

"When will the boss and younger sister come to play?" Lu Shaorong said with a smile: "I think Xiaojian's speech is quite good. In the future, the whole family will not need to hire a tour guide for spring outings."

Zhan Xing mumbled perfunctorily, and Lin Jingfeng suddenly asked in private: "Do you have any relatives?"

Zhan Xing said: "There is also a little aunt, four people are sworn brothers with Lu Shaorong, my uncle, second uncle, him, my aunt, my aunt is married, and she also liked my second uncle before."

Lin Jingfeng: "..."

Zhan Xing guessed what Lin Jingfeng was thinking, and chuckled softly: "My second uncle is a heartthrob. In fact, he really wanted to marry my sister before, but I can't figure out this bad account. I thought my sister would look like Lu Shaorong. ..."

Lin Jingfeng whispered: "Both of you brothers and sisters are very good-looking, but she doesn't look like your father, nor does she look like Zhan Yang, who exactly does she look like?"

Zhan Xing said mysteriously: "She looks like my grandma, but I actually like my grandma."

Lin Jingfeng: "??"

Zhan Xing: "But grandma has been deliberately trying to separate Zhan Yang and Lu Shaorong, and Zhan Yang hates her the most in his life... The second uncle is here, so let's not talk about this."

Heartthrob Sun Liang was present.

Lu Yao was gentle and virtuous, and sat down in a stately manner. Sun Liang said, "A little girl, what kind of makeup is she wearing? I'm sorry for making my second uncle take the blame for making me wait so long."

Lu Yao: "..."

Lu Shaorong hurriedly comforted: "Yaoyao has grown up."

Everyone hurriedly chattered and said yes, Lu Yao was a little happier now.

"Have you ordered?" Sun Liang thought he was treating guests, so the waiter bowed and reported the name of the dish, and Sun Liang said again: "Why are they all serving food? Add a green coconut wing for each person, and a bottle of 2000 year old red wine..."

Zhan Xing's mental state - a bolt from the blue.

Lu Shaorong looked at Zhan Xing sympathetically, Lin Jingfeng held back a smile, and didn't slow down for a while.

Sun Liang talked and laughed happily, and soon Zhan Xing forgot what he was struggling with. Lin Jingfeng listened with interest. Although the second generation ancestor was full of mouths, the topics mentioned were still very interesting.

Can attract his audience at any time, gag or self-deprecating, this is deeply affected by Zhan Xing.Lin Jingfeng couldn't help but look at Zhan Xing again, and began to find a prototype for him to imitate - no need to ask, he must have admired Sun Liang when he was a child.

"Do you still remember? Xiaojian?" Sun Liang said, "I'm most afraid of you going to Panjiayuan."

Zhan Xing smiled and said, "I remember."

Sun Liang: "At that time, it was only a little bit, and it grew so big in the blink of an eye. I had to buy a hairpin that was broken in two and use it as a bird whistle..."

Zhan Xing blushed: "Remember! Don't mention it!"

Lu Shaorong joked: "That's called Yuyintian."

Lin Jingfeng was stunned, and Lu Shaorong said again: "A few days after I bought it back, I was scolded by Yang Yang and dared not brag about it, so I lost it."

Lin Jingfeng asked Zhan Xing: "Is... two pieces cut off?"

Zhan Xing nodded blankly: "But you can still play, have you heard of it?"

Lin Jingfeng shook his head and smiled, but said nothing.

After a happy meal, it was finally time to pay.

Sun Liang said, "Here comes the invoice."

Lu Shaorong: "Today is my treat."

Sun Liang: "..."

"Hey, how can I let the little bitch treat you?!"

"The second uncle who told me to treat you, don't snatch it..."

"No one told me, don't talk too much... Little bitch! How much money do you earn after only a few days of work? Take it out! You... you dare to fight with the second uncle? You are not kind, the third brother, just watch Don't help? Hey, how can you help the little bitch?"

"You let go...give it to me!"

A group of people were in a mess, and Zhan Xing finally grabbed the order, and he straightened his collar: "How much is it, let me see?"

Sun Liang: "You...just draw a pig's head! Are you crazy?"

Zhan Xing said angrily: "No need! I will do it myself!"

Sun Liang: "Why bother! Can you invite me next time? Your dad finally came to Beijing..."

Zhan Xing blushed, and took out the card, which didn't have enough money.

Lin Jingfeng set the card and said, "Use mine."

Zhan Yang said, "It's a cheap thing."

Lin Jingfeng said politely: "All my money is in his hands, the same, it's on him."

Everyone didn't say anything, Zhanhang changed a card to pay the bill, Sun Liang took out a cigarette and handed it, Lin Jingfeng lit a cigarette for Zhan Yang, Zhan Yang squinted his eyes, watching him without speaking.

After a while, Lin Jingfeng said, "The house hasn't been cleaned up yet, so I invite you to come and play some other day."

Zhan Yang nodded, and Lu Shaorong asked again: "Xiao Jian said that the museum is only a part-time job, and the school is so well connected? Do you need help?"

Lin Jingfeng pondered for a moment: "No need for now, I will go to see the admissions in Beijing tomorrow."

Lu Shaorong also nodded, Zhanxing paid the bill and came over, Lu Shaorong said to his son: "We will stay at your second uncle's house for one night, and we will go back to the United States tomorrow."

Several people bid farewell at the entrance of the hotel, and Sun Liang patted Zhan Xing's head again: "If you don't go to work, come to the second uncle's house for dinner."

Zhan Xing smiled and said, "Okay."

Sun Liang took Zhan Yang's family to the Cadillac, and Zhan Xing and Lin Jingfeng held hands to take the subway, and went back to their respective homes - two worlds.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the lights came on, and the street lamps cast a warm yellow light.

Lin Jingfeng: "Are you full?"

Zhan Xing rubbed his belly: "I'm not full, what a scam! It's so expensive! I have to cook for half a month to have enough for one meal!"

Lin Jingfeng smiled and said: "The rich people's world is like this. People don't have enough to eat for dinner, they have to keep healthy."

Zhan Xing really didn't know what to say, and asked, "Are you full?"

Lin Jingfeng thought for a while, and replied: "I'm not too full, by the way, do you remember which store you bought that hairpin from before?"

Zhan Xing thought about it, but couldn't remember it at all.

Lin Jingfeng patted Zhan Xing's head, and completely sealed the past in his memory.

A light snow fell from the sky, and under the street lamp, Lin Jingfeng leaned close to Zhan Xing's ear and kissed, and whispered, "I love you, little cheap."

Zhan Xing: "??"

Zhan Xing: "Are you in heat, little master? But we didn't eat leeks at night? Is it because of spring? But it's not warm right now... Hey little master, where are you going? Wait!"

Lin Jingfeng took Zhan Xing to find a small restaurant on the side of the road, and under the dim fluorescent lamp, he ordered two dishes of stir-fried vegetables for supper, and each had a big bowl of rice. Only then was he satisfied and could go home.

For several days like this, Zhan Xing got up early every day and went to work without any hindrance. Lin Jingfeng got back the registration forms of several schools. To be admitted to some universities in Beijing, he had to study a semester of preparatory courses first.

In New York, Lu Shaorong sent back Zhanhang's education certificate and fax, Lin Jingfeng signed up Zhanhang, went to the entrance examination in April, and studied until the end of the summer vacation, and then took the independent entrance examination for the university.

Zhan Xing always felt that Lin Jingfeng was hiding something from him. One day, he sneaked home early and opened Lin Jingfeng's cell phone to check.

All the text messages he sent to Lin Jingfeng were kept on it, keeping everything in detail, Zhan Xing pressed all the way, and saw a message from an unfamiliar number: [They have no other choice but to use the method of repacking, other places The control is much stricter than that near Heixiazi Island.Tang Chu's last news was that he was active in the Fuyuan area, and that Zhuang Mingqing's sister was in the hands of Qiu Yue. 】Exhibition line:! ! !

Zhan Xing was about to turn down, when Lin Jingfeng's key sounded.

"Little bitch, what are you doing at home?" Lin Jingfeng pushed the door open, the chain was tied, and it was only opened a crack.

Zhan Xing didn't even look up: "I'm masturbating! Don't come in yet."

Lin Jingfeng: "..."

Lin Jingfeng realized something was wrong, and said angrily: "Open the door!"

Zhan Xing: "Are you going to rob the tomb again? You agreed not to go! What do you mean by reversing the package? Where is Heixiazi Island? 158... This number is Mrs. Bin, right? Why did she let you do such a dangerous thing again?" thing?"

Lin Jingfeng: "I didn't go, you let me in and listen to my explanation."

Zhan Xing: "Why did you mention control? Are you leaving again?"

Lin Jingfeng said angrily: "I'm not going to rob a tomb! You let me in!"

Lin Jingfeng's voice was too loud, the door opened next door, Zhan Xing had to go to open the door, Lin Jingfeng pushed him aside, grabbed the phone, and began to delete text messages.

Zhan Xing became angry: "You secretly contacted Mrs. Bin without telling me, why didn't you tell me!"

Lin Jingfeng didn't answer, went outside to make a phone call, Zhan Xing slammed the door hard, took a deep breath, wanted to smash something to vent his anger, but held back.

After Lin Jingfeng made a phone call, he wanted to open the door to come in, but Zhan Xing locked the door again.

Zhan Xing leaned against the door of the house in a daze, Lin Jingfeng knocked on the door: "Little bitch, open the door, this is our home, you can't lock me out."

When Zhan Xing heard those words, tears came down.

"Not open." Zhan Xing said.

Lin Jingfeng sighed, leaning his back against the door, sat down outside the door, took out the small whistle from the key chain, and after a while, Zhan Xing heard the jerky sound of the whistle playing.

Lin Jingfeng can't remember the tune, but what he blew was "Little rabbit, be good - open the door -"

A piece of music was played crookedly and out of tune, but Zhan Xing laughed when he heard it.

After Lin Jingfeng finished blowing, he said calmly, "Still playing?"

Zhan Xing opened the door.

Lin Jingfeng: "I promise you, I really don't want to rob graves anymore."

Zhan Xing said: "Then why did you send text messages with Mrs. Bin?"

Lin Jingfeng: "I'm talking about something else. Tang You's brother is in trouble this time. Last time I came back from Guizhou, I asked her to inquire about it. After all, Tang You is also our friend, isn't it?"

This explanation was reasonable, Zhan Xing could barely accept it, and asked worriedly: "Do you want to call Tang You and tell him about his brother? But he didn't leave me his contact information..."

Lin Jingfeng said: "Forget it, everyone is man-made and can't control that much."

Zhan Xing asked again: "What do you mean by reversing the contract?"

Lin Jingfeng didn't answer. He lay on the bed and stretched out his hands to point out God. After a long time, he sighed: "Don't ask, it's a very complicated matter, little bitch, let me be quiet."

Zhan Xing still felt a little uneasy, but he couldn't watch Lin Jingfeng at home, he had no choice but to let him go if he was alive.

"There is a remittance slip." Zhan Xing opened the mailbox.

Lin Jingfeng hummed, and Zhan Xing said again: "Write your name, the amount is [-], and whose is it?"

Lin Jingfeng: "A little balance, it's mailed by Mrs. Bin, please put it away, I'll pick it up tomorrow."

The next day when Zhanxing went to work, Lin Jingfeng went to collect the money, and after returning home, he sat down by the bed and thought about it for a long time.

He put a letter on the small table where he ate, and opened the closet. Inside was a tomb robber's suit that had been washed clean and wrapped in a plastic bag.

Lin Jingfeng took out his coat and military trousers, and ripped open the plastic bag.

Shaking off his coat, Lin Jingfeng's hands were stuck.

The inner layer of the coat is turned over and pasted with a piece of mouse glue.

Lin Jingfeng: "..."

On the breast pocket of the jacket was a note with a drawn grimace: Don't try to run away.

Lin Jingfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and it took him an hour to clean it up. He began to rummage through his underwear. The thick winter socks and cotton socks worn with military boots were all cut off by Zhan Xing.

Lin Jingfeng was really convinced, he flipped through it again, and saw a small box at the bottom of the box, inside was a pair of gauze black men's thong underwear, and there was a small note next to it: birthday gift.

He should have seen the birthday from the ID card, Lin Jingfeng thought to himself, he opened the box, put the thong into the bag, took out a pen and wrote next to the note: Received, thank you, I love you, little bitch.

He put the note next to the letter, pressing it down with a coffee cup.

The soles of the military boots were cleaned and placed at the bottom of the closet. Lin Jingfeng had to find sports socks to put them on.

Lin Jingfeng: "..."

It took him a full two hours to get rid of all the troubles. He put on his hiking bag and stuffed money in his pocket. Before leaving, he looked at the room again, his eyes full of loneliness.

He left the key on the table, thought about it before closing the door, and opened the mountaineering bag to check carefully, and sure enough——

All the adventure gear in the bag was taken away, leaving a big bag full of walnuts...

Lin Jingfeng was about to cry, he rummaged through the boxes to find out the things, and packed them up again, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

The alarm clock rang, it was time to get off work, and it was time to pick up his wife home, Lin Jingfeng suddenly put down his backpack, and thought of not going anywhere for a moment.

After a moment of silence, at [-]:[-], he finally made a decision to pack his hiking bag, leave this small basement, take the subway, and head to the train station.

Zhan Xing waited until dark in the Forbidden City, but no one came to pick him up. The tour guides were off work, and he was left wearing a tour guide dog tag and holding a megaphone, squatting at the door in a daze.

"Mr. Lin Jingfeng!" Zhan Xing shouted towards the square with a loudspeaker, "Your lost baby is waiting for you at the entrance of the Palace Museum, please come and claim it!"

The number of people in the square gradually decreased, the guards began to clear the museum, and there was a guard of honor rehearsing in front of the square. It was not until the guard of honor left that Zhan Xing got up silently, called Lin Jingfeng, and turned off the phone.

People were coming and going in the subway, Zhan Xing went home by himself, facing the empty small basement, he didn't eat any food, he just lay on the bed and stayed there all night.

At twelve o'clock, Lin Jingfeng did not come back.

Zhan Xing never opened the letter on the table.

One night passed, until dawn, when the morning light slanted from the skylight, Zhan Xing turned over, the phone alarm clock rang, and he turned it off.

Zhan Xing made a phone call to ask for leave from the museum, stubbornly lay down on the bed without eating or drinking, and waited for another day in their small home. The sunlight in the skylight moved from the wall to the ground and then to the table. Quietly reading the letter, he was dizzy with hunger, and finally confirmed that Lin Jingfeng would not come back.

There was a knock on the door.

"Little bitch! Are you home?"