Oxidation reaction

Ruan Beichuan saw Fang Congxia without much effort.

He has been clever since he was a child, and compared to the clumsy Ruan Nancan, he is more like an older brother.

He was still wearing the blue and white school uniform of the attached middle school. Although his expression looked a little sinister, he looked young and looked like a child no matter what.

"Hello, I'm here to find my brother."

Ruan Beichuan stepped forward with his long legs, leaning on the black edge of the marble countertop, and held his lips with Xiao Zhou, "My brother's name is Fang Congxia."

He had inquired that Fang Congxia's cousin was Fang Congqiu, who was the sports committee member of Class [-], Senior [-] of the attached high school. He had just played a basketball game with him a few days ago, so he was a half acquaintance.

Xiao Zhou looked at him suspiciously for a while, nodded, and dialed the company line, "Brother Xia, there is a kid here who says he is your younger brother and wants to come up to you."

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, Xiao Zhou's eyebrows eased, he held the receiver, and asked with a smile: "Oh yes, what's your name? Brother Xiao Xia said he has several younger brothers."

Ruan Beichuan smiled, and said loudly: "My name is Fang Congqiu, and I am Fang Congxia's second uncle's youngest son."

As he spoke, he yelled loudly at the end of the phone, brother.

Xiao Zhou conveyed the truth, hung up the phone after a few seconds, picked up the magnetic card on the table and said to Ruan Beichuan: "Come with me, your brother asked me to take you up."

When they went up, Fang Congxia was still attending the team meeting, so Xiao Zhou put him in the small restaurant where the employees had afternoon tea, and gave him a lot of instructions before leaving with his card.

About 15 minutes later, Fang Congxia came.

He held a blue document booklet under his arm, and was talking on the phone with his mobile phone in his right hand, as if he was too busy to do so.

Seeing Ruan Beichuan, his eyes sank, his eyebrows furrowed, and his walking and talking slowed down.

He hurriedly ended the call on the other end of the phone, stood outside the small restaurant for a few seconds, met Ruan Beichuan's gaze, walked in neatly, and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? Why are you pretending to be Fang Congqiu?"

Even though he saw Fang Congxia's photo in Ruan Nancan's old textbook, Ruan Beichuan was surprised at this moment. He never imagined that the weak and clumsy Ruan Nancan actually liked such a fierce man.

Fang Congxia's face was not kind. When he kept a straight face and did not speak, the aura around his body was restrained, and he felt a sense of oppression without anger, which was very good at scaring people.

But Ruan Beichuan was "intimidated", this trick didn't work for him.

He pulled his lips and smiled, looked straight into Fang Congxia's eyes, and said frankly: "I am Ruan Beichuan, Ruan Nancan's younger brother, why you are looking for you, you...you should know."

Hearing the name "Ruan Nancan", Fang Congxia's eyebrows suddenly tightened, and his face darkened.

He curled his lips in a sarcasm, walked up to Ruan Beichuan and stood still, and said in a low voice, "Isn't my elder brother a younger brother? You can deceive people, you family."

"Then if you come to me, you must know about the good deeds your brother has done.

I have made it very clear to your brother that I will not hold him accountable, but I do not accept the apology, just don't bother me in the future. "

Let's go.

As he said to editor-in-chief Zhang Yu, he and Ruan Nam-san were at odds with each other, and it was the same with Ruan Nam-san's family.

"Hey, don't bother."

Ruan Beichuan jumped up anxiously, walked around to block Fang Congxia, and shouted: "My brother is sick, you can't argue with him!"

His voice was quite loud, and when he shouted like this, he attracted the attention of many people. Fang Congxia had to stop and look at him, his face sinking like water.

Ruan Beichuan heaved a sigh of relief, stood up straight with some sternness, sighed distressedly, and said, "My brother is really sick, I didn't want you to forgive him, of course you have to bear the consequences if you do something wrong, but His illness..."

Having said that, he stopped and looked at Fang Congxia hesitantly, as if there was something unknown and unspeakable.

"What's wrong with his illness?" Fang Congxia squinted at him, and said impatiently, "Go on, don't tell me I'm leaving."

Ruan Beichuan nodded, and continued: "His illness is called paranoid anencephaly, and it is so severe that no psychiatrist can cure him."

"You know what? If you don't respond to him, he can haunt you for a whole year.

For example, when I was young, my brother accidentally broke a porcelain plate at home. My mother didn't blame him, but my brother blamed himself. He pestered my mother for two weeks, crying and saying sorry all the time, which made me Mom has PTSD on a porcelain plate. "

Fang Congxia obviously didn't believe it, snorted, and said absently: "You slander your brother so much, does your brother know?"

"I didn't slander him, he really has this disease."

Ruan Beichuan looked at Fang Congxia and said seriously: "Recall, are some of his behaviors different from ours, and his brain circuits are not on the same channel as ours."

"Also, I remembered that my family used to have a big orange cat, and the latter cat died of an emergency. My brother read it for ten years, and burned paper for it on Qingming Festival, and sent canned food and cat food.

Every year on the cat's birthday, my brother buys it a cake and blows out the candles. "

"Reporter Fang, you don't know, because of that cat, my brother is very concerned about stray cats now, and every week he will deliver cat food and cat litter to a homeless man behind their school."

Ruan Beichuan spoke more and more vigorously, fearing that Fang Congxia would not believe it, so he would use the rotten sesame seed Chen Guzi many years ago as evidence.

"Ten years, Reporter Fang! Think about it, how does it feel to be haunted by my brother for ten years? If it were me, I would just jump off the building and die."

When he said this, Fang Congxia fell silent, and he remembered some of Ruan Nancan's behaviors that could be called weird.

For example, I gave him ham sausage as a meeting gift, and "inexplicable" braised chicken legs, and for example, when I went to the stage to accept the award, my mentor spoke on my behalf, and the provocative speech in the first interview.

In some respects, Ruan Nancan behaves like a child who is not obsessed with worldly affairs, with the ignorance and ignorance of entering the world in every gesture.

Sometimes he is stubborn like a little old man in his seventies and eighties, who will not look back until his head is bleeding.

But Ruan Nancan's family seemed to be good at lying. Fang Congxia couldn't believe it. He stared into Ruan Beichuan's eyes, trying to find evidence of lying.

The latter blinked at him and looked at him frankly.

After a short confrontation, he was defeated. He pinched his nose wearily and asked, "Okay, I trust you. Then tell me, what should I do? Your brother will let me go."

Ruan Beichuan smiled, and there was cunning in his eyes, "This is easy to handle. If you promise to let my brother treat you to dinner, this matter will almost be over."

So after following Ruan Beichuan downstairs, the first time he saw Ruan Nancan, Fang Congxia said sullenly to Ruan Nancan, "You invite me to dinner."

The author says:

Xiao Ruan:?ah?

Brother (eyelids twitch): He please, he please!