all things

Thinking that it was on the fourth day after his father disappeared that he realized something was wrong.

When he came back from Yu’s house that night, he entered the room after washing, his hands were itchy, and he smashed basketballs in the middle of the night to make noise, so he could only open the cabinet and play with the boxes full of watches To pass the time, from G-SHOCK to Cartier tank, from Zenith pilot watch to green water ghost, he was bored and dumped the watches in the closet on the bed, arranged them again and again, according to the initials of the brand After a round of listing, I messed up the color of the pasting from dark to light, and finally stared at the number displaying the date above it in a daze.

It seems that at this moment, he realized that it was extraordinary.

Suppressing the disgust in his heart, he walked out of the room and came in front of Shen Yunjia, raised his chin slightly, and asked arrogantly and coldly: "Where is my dad?"

Shen Yunjia returned him with a blank expression, as if saying that she shouldn't ask her this question on his own.

Just like what Bian thought, Bian Zhenhua is on a business trip, no one can forget about it, but his son is indispensable!No matter how great the conflict is, it can't compare to the importance of his son. Otherwise, before leaving, why are you still afraid that something will happen to him, and entrusted Yu Jinle with phone calls everywhere, and entrusted him to Sister Chun?

The faces of the two changed suddenly!

problem occurs!

He paused for three seconds, then turned around and walked towards Aunt Ming without saying a word, blocking her by the clothes drying table on the balcony, with his teeth gritted, he jumped out word by word:

"Ming, uncle, where?"

Uncle Ming is his father's driver, and he also set off with his father this trip. Often times, to contact his father, he has to go through Uncle Ming, as long as he can contact Uncle Ming——

His hands trembled as he thought about it, he pinched his fingertips into his palms hard, and used the pain that pierced into his flesh to forcefully drive away the bursts of dizziness, his face was so gloomy as if nine layers of dark clouds had been suppressed, hanging on the balcony. The incandescent lamp of less than [-] watts flickered due to the unstable voltage, and was covered with a heavy layer of dimness. At this time, the usually bright eyes were so gloomy that they seemed to be able to drip. out of water.

Aunt Ming, a woman and child, have never seen him in such a menacing battle. I used to see this child full of bright and energetic, "Ming Aunt" before and after "Ming Aunt" shouted happily, and his old man praised him every day. The Bianju family's child is well-raised, arrogant and not overbearing, how would he know that he has such a scary side?

She twisted the corner of her clothes and replied uneasily: "Every time your Uncle Ming goes out with the side bureau, he won't tell me where he is..."

I thought about closing my eyes...

It was eleven o'clock in the evening, and Shen Yunjia, Aunt Ming and Bian Xiang sat down in two corners of the living room of Bian's house. Shen Yunjia sat on the sofa, and Aunt Ming stood by her side to watch over her. Want to pick a diagonal direction to sit down and look at them from a distance.

Bian Zhenhua had a phone book, which densely recorded the communication methods of some people. He flipped through it over and over again, and there were many marks on it that he couldn't understand. None of them could fully understand Bian Zhenhua's social relations. While thinking, I can only filter and straighten out those uncles and aunts I have seen in my impression.

His father's driver, secretary, assistant, and the staff on the next level...

Then, he saw Zhang Hongkuan's phone number in the phone book.

Now that there is no news, I know that his father and Uncle Ming have no news together, and it is not appropriate to rush to find anyone. Who knows if this is just a temporary communication control for work reasons, but Zhang Hongkuan's family is different. It's a classmate, so it's not awkward to talk a little bit when I get in touch.

After thinking for a while, he picked up the unlock button on the phone that was at hand.

The call was made to Zhang Hongkuan's mobile phone. The two of them were sitting close to each other, and they realized in junior high school that it would not be a problem if they really wanted to talk about something. Zhang Hongkuan didn't notice anything unusual either.

"Hey, does your dad travel frequently recently? I don't see him a few times this week, I almost forgot what my dad looks like!" After chattering for about 10 minutes, he said casually .

"My dad? Is he okay..." Zhang Hongkuan said, "He came back in the past two days and just fell asleep. It seems that something happened in the city. Tell him to come back for a while."

"That's good."

The two chatted for another five or six minutes, thinking that they ended the call.

His eyes dimmed slightly, and he got up and walked to the room after a little silence.

"Small thoughts!"

Shen Yunjia called him to stop, and the movement of chasing him to get up stopped with the angle of his half-turning, as if he just remembered that there was a person behind him, he tilted his head slightly backwards, hanging The tails of Qi Qi's eyes were sharp as if they had been cut by a blade, showing their sharpness.

He gave her a sharp look with an unpredictable expression.

Look, this woman has a sad face, anxious and uneasy, and looks at a loss for the future. She has finally experienced the feeling of losing her backbone in an instant?But what could she do?

They don't understand anything, they don't know anything, I'm afraid they will only provoke their father-son relationship!

Something happened to his father, what does it matter to her?What does it have to do with her?Who is she here?

If it wasn't for her, how would their father-son relationship be so rigid? !

If it weren't for her, he would only be aware of his father's loss of contact only now? !

His heart was so full of anger and resentment that he had to have a gap to vent, but he couldn't blame himself, and he wouldn't blame his father, so only Shen Yunjia——

His eyes were red and vicious, like a poisonous snake that had turned into substance and licked its bright red letter. Shen Yunjia retreated subconsciously, and fell back on the sofa with her belly protected. Aunt Ming probably had to explain to her carefully. , hurriedly clinging to her to protect her, like an old hen seeing an eagle, spreading her chicks under those not-so-strong wings.

As if watching an extremely funny sitcom, while thinking about it, he suddenly let out a "heh", and the corners of his lips curled up in a sarcastic angle.

"Are you afraid now?" He said, "It's too late."

Are you afraid that something will happen to your old side, or that this home will be destroyed?Then why wasn't he afraid that the family would be ruined when he decided to have a child?

"Something's going to happen to the old side, this family, let's break up!" He snorted and heard himself say so.

Early the next morning, after packing up, he went to Zhang Hongkuan's house.

The school stipulates that the time to arrive at the school is [-]:[-] in the morning. Generally, the work time of the unit is later. He got up early, went downstairs as usual, finished a round of exercise early, and came back to take a shower, with a towel on his head Standing on the balcony and staring downstairs, he saw Zhang Hongkuan leaving the gate of the community wearing a school uniform and carrying a schoolbag, and then he went downstairs unhurriedly.

When he arrived at the gate of Zhang's house, he didn't knock on the door and went in to find someone, but just sat on the stairs and watched Zhang Hongkuan's father go out.

Even if there is no spring and autumn in this city, in December, it is inevitable that the temperature will be low in the morning and evening. I think it came out at 07:30. Although the sun showed its face, the temperature has not kept up with it. The temperature is low at night. The big banyan tree was knocked down and some half-old leaves were knocked off. As soon as the wind passed, they ran along the ground, rolled over twice and then wiped the cement floor with hissing scratches. It's a bit autumnal.

He casually put on a thin long sleeve over the short T, and gnawed on it at the door of someone's house with soy milk and fried dough sticks in his hand.

The front and back buildings of Zhang’s house and Bian’s house are a little lower, on the fourth floor. Before waiting for someone, there were neighbors passing by up and down the stairs. Seeing such a tall and burly young man eating breakfast in the stairwell, it was a long time. As soon as he straddled his legs and rolled up his sleeves, his posture was as if he was blocking someone at the door, which inevitably earned him a few extra glances.

The dormitories of government agencies are all lived in by the big bosses of the city, so where are the gangsters from outside blocking them?

Fortunately, this person is well versed in the way of pleasing people, and he always smiles when he sees people. He was born with a good look with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, which took advantage of him a lot, but this curved eyebrow and eyes made passers-by suspicious from the very beginning. Seven or eight points were dismissed, and the remaining two or three points disappeared after he called out the three or four groups of people who went up and down the stairs at the pressing time, and they disappeared without a trace, so they were not reported to the security guards. Fork it out.

At eight o'clock sharp, the door of Zhang's house opened.

"Uncle Zhang!" Thinking about standing up immediately, he subconsciously straightened his back and stepped forward.

Zhang Hongkuan's father was taken aback, as if he was surprised that Bian Xiang would appear at the gate of his house at this juncture, but he quickly adjusted and put on his usual smile: "Why is Xiao Bian here? "

That smile was like the elders treating the younger generation, peaceful and caring, looking flawless, but thinking about it, my heart sank three points for no reason.

"I--"

Zhang Guoyi turned around and closed the door with his backhand, reached out and patted his shoulder, motioning to talk while walking.

The 1.2-meter standard corridor makes it difficult to walk side by side. Zhang Guoyi, a leader who has been in the top position for a long time, like Bian Zhenhua, will give people a sense of oppression unconsciously. They want to follow two steps behind. Then went down two floors and came to the second floor.

"Uncle, have you seen my dad these days?" Zhang Guoyi was silent all the way, as if he didn't want to talk about things at the door of his house. When he went down to the second floor, he saw the doorway at the entrance of the stairs in front of him. He thought it was far enough away. Finally couldn't bear to speak again.

It is also the system of retiring from the army, and the trajectory of the Zhang and Bian families is similar, but the Zhang family, as a local household, is not like Bian Zhenhua who has gone from north to south to cross regions and provinces from the north to the south. The backup force is sufficient, the support from the top is strong, and the resource integration is far better than that of the Bian family. As early as when Bian Zhenhua was still stuck in his position, Zhang Guoyi had already been promoted and found an important position to go to the province. up.

His father went out this time to go to the province, and Zhang Guoyi stayed in the provincial capital for a long time, and there were overlapping time periods in between. He came here today with some hope. Maybe Zhang Guoyi really has some news?

But Zhang Guoyi was disappointed. He changed into a surprised expression when he heard the words, and turned his head with concern: "Why do you ask that? Didn't your father contact the family?"

Thinking: "He has been away for a whole week. A few days ago I was afraid that he was busy so I didn't dare to contact him. Later, I found that I couldn't get in touch with him." , thinking about it in a few words, just want to ask what I want to know, "My dad has never been like this before, no matter how busy he is, I just want to ask if you have seen him? I—"

He pursed his lips and thought for a while, "I'm worried about him..."

"Did you miss your father?" Zhang Guoyi didn't seem to feel his uneasiness, and interrupted him after hearing a few chuckles.

The two went out of the building together. Eight o'clock was the rush hour for work. People in the dormitory area were hurrying to and fro. Zhang Guoyi nodded to those familiar faces and wanted to walk towards the gate while leading the way.

"Your father is such a big man, you can't lose it." He said half-jokingly, as if sending a child who couldn't find milk, "Today is Monday, right? You don't have to go to class? Hongkuan is so early in the morning I went to school."

He put on a straight dress and took a big stride, probably because he was in a hurry to go to work, and he didn't slow down at the same time as he spoke.

Thinking about perseverance: "Uncle Zhang, can you contact my dad?"

Zhang Guoyi paused and said with a smile: "Are you really worried? I saw him last week."

"Uncle Zhang, do you still remember the day when you saw my dad?" I wanted to follow him every step of the way, walking through the green alleys and then onto the central road of the community, "Is he okay? Isn't he very busy?"

Zhang Guoyi's answer did not reassure Bian Xiang, but made him more uncertain: Since I saw his father last week, it proved that his father is fine, but why didn't his father contact the family?

The area of ​​the community is limited, and with Zhang Guoyi's uninhibited footsteps, he walked on the central road and soon saw the gate of the dormitory area. A Toyota Crown 3.0 was temporarily parked at the main entrance, and it was temporarily parked by the side of the road with double flashing lights.

Zhang Guoyi walked over there without any hesitation, and replied, "It's around Wednesday, I just glanced at it from a distance, and didn't say anything."

——Thinking that he started looking for his father on Thursday, that is to say, he was fine before that.

He couldn't help laughing, but he obviously knew the seriousness. Along the way, he didn't forget to tense the nerves on his face that were numb. If he couldn't do it, he took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the part of his expression that was too gloomy , so as not to appear disrespectful to the elders.

A man who looked like a driver got up and down from the Toyota Crown cab. Seeing Zhang Guoyi's figure appearing from a distance, he hurriedly bowed his waist and opened the door, welcoming his leader into the car.

"Uncle Zhang——" Unable to ask anything substantive, seeing that Zhang Guoyi was about to leave, he thought about being in a hurry, and couldn't care less about being rude, so he took two steps forward to stop him.

Seeing this, the driver immediately stepped forward and took off the hand for the leader. While thinking about it, Zhang Guoyi seemed to have not seen the movement of the two of them, and stepped into the car as soon as he stretched his legs, thinking about it, it was too late to reach out to hold the door frame He just watched the car door close in front of his eyes, and while he was about to look up and glared at the driver, there was another "click" from the other end, and the car door was locked from the inside.

As he was about to close his mouth, the line of his lips loosened suddenly, and his face immediately became gloomy. He stood silently on the spot, staring coldly at the car window glass with reflective film.

"That's it, Xiao Bian."

The window glass slowly lowered a gap about two fingers wide, Zhang Guoyi revealed a pair of deep and dark eyes, and said lightly: "It's getting late, let's go to school!"

Without waiting for a reaction, the car sped away with its tail puffing away. His attitude was perfunctory, and it was clear that he didn't want to spend another minute and a half on him.

While thinking about clenching his hands into fists, he stood still and watched the car go away.

Light and shadow float, passers-by come and go in a hurry, he is the only one who stays there.

He stood at the gate for a long time, and the passing time was like a gap of fine sand. He seemed to think a lot in an instant, but he didn't seem to think about anything. When he came down, scarlet was reflected in his eyes, and his mind was in chaos.

After a while, he moved his lips, showing a little bit of bewilderment in his expression.

The mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrated, he looked away, and when he saw the flashing incoming call reminder, his conditioned reflex was to hang up, but when his finger moved to the top of the red button, he suddenly stopped, and then quickly pressed to On the opposite green button, the call was connected——

"Xiao Xiang!" Shen Yunjia's hurried voice exploded in his ears: "Where have you been! Come back soon! Something happened!"

There was a "buzz" in his mind, and it went blank.