〖Bottle Evil〗Silence and noise

"Brother, I'm going to let the black blind man help Xiaohua, do you think it's possible?" I leaned against the door and looked at him.

He glanced back at me, stood up and walked towards the door. He didn't speak until the two of us sat down in the living room.

"You know his situation better than me." He meant that he hadn't contacted a black blind man in the past ten years, and he didn't say it was possible or impossible, leaving room for it.

The little brother must know that I handed over the business to Xiaohua. Xiaohua is under a lot of pressure. There should be a trustworthy person to help him. After thinking about it, a black blind person is the most suitable, but I am a little worried.

"Have you heard about his physical condition?" I asked.

He looked at me inexplicably.

It was only when I said it that I felt that this sentence was a little ambiguous, and I explained it a little deliberately: "I mean, I have investigated before, and the life span of the black blind man is about five or six years. Do you know about this?"

He kept looking at me and didn't speak.

It's this kind of feeling like hitting cotton, very weak.

"Forget it." I waved my hand at him, "Go to rest earlier." Then I stood up and prepared to make a phone call to Heixiazi myself. I didn't have much confidence. Heixiazi is not controlled by anyone now, and I want to impress him. , maybe I need some means, but I have exhausted all my tricks, and in this case, I don’t know what excuses I can get him to help me, to be more precise, to help Xiaohua.

Before Li Cu's matter, he almost desperately tried his best. This time, although he felt sorry for him in every possible way, he was still the only one who was the most suitable candidate.

I picked up the phone, found out his number, thought about it, and called.

"I'll do it." I didn't expect to be snatched away by the little brother who stood up as soon as he dialed. With a glance, he turned and went to the balcony.

This is……

Do you still have to say it behind my back?Between them, there is something that I can't know?

I feel a little uncomfortable.

About a minute later, the little brother came back from the balcony, "Okay." He returned the phone to me.

"He..." I asked hesitantly.

"I agree." He interrupted me lightly.

"Agreed...? How did you tell him? Why did you agree so easily? Did you say anything else to him?" I couldn't believe it.

He shook his head, but after thinking about it, he received a call from his younger brother, and the black blind man was probably terrified of his virtue, and he might have agreed without hearing clearly what was going on. No, no, the black blind man is not me. It's not that cowardly, and it's not right, I'm not cowardly either!

As for what the little brother said to the black blind man, it was another difficult puzzle. No matter how I asked after that, the little brother stopped talking.

In the evening, I received a call from Fatty, saying that he had arrived safely. Let us rest assured that his voice was a bit noisy, probably outside.

"You can just send a text message, and even make a special phone call." I laughed.

The fat man was very unhelpful, "Oh, fuck me, naive, I'm afraid you won't be able to take good care of me, brother, so I'm calling to express my condolences."

I rolled my eyes here, and then realized that he couldn't see it at all, "Is that why I'm so unreliable?" I asked.

"It's not that it's unreliable, you're unreliable only if you become a little brother, usually not." The fat man said nonsense in a serious manner.

I was stunned for a moment, then I came back to my senses, "What are you talking about...Where are you? It's so noisy."

"Dining outside...Hey! This, this, this table belongs to Jiangzhuzi! I'm so innocent, I won't tell you, I'm almost starving to death, call me if you have something to do, take care of my little brother!"

"it is good……"

Before I could finish speaking, I heard him hang up the phone.

Ugh……

Originally, he wanted to ask the fat man if he knew about the past between the little brother and the black blind man, but he didn't ask after thinking about it for a long time.

I originally thought that everything would be over if I brought my little brother back, but now I don’t seem to be very relaxed, and I’m a little irritable, and I have the feeling that "no matter which way I can’t go through", I attribute all this to not knowing the little brother. What is my brother's future plan? If he can tell me what he is going to do next and where he is going, I may really feel relieved.

The little brother was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, and I walked over.

"Brother, are you asleep?" I asked softly.

"Huh?" He whispered softly without opening his eyes.

The sofa is big, and I sit at his feet, farther away from his face, and my pressure will be less.

"Brother, what are you going to do next?" I asked.

He asked me before, I mentioned the village in Fujian, and asked him if he wanted to go, but he didn't answer me, it was a kind of refusal, although he was a little unwilling, but I knew the decision made by the little brother No one can make him change. Perhaps, I feel that many things are not important now, as long as he comes back, but he doesn't think the same as me. Maybe he still wants to pursue those things?

But I am going to persuade him, try my best to persuade him, he can no longer drift alone because of those things, he can also rely on someone, if possible, I am willing to be this someone.

I can use my best energy to take care of him for the rest of his life. I am willing to do this, and I believe that the fat man will also be willing.

The premise is, is the little brother willing?

He opened his eyes and looked at me for a while, sat up, and stretched out his hand to me, "Do you have any cigarettes?"

I immediately took out the cigarette case, took out one, lit it and handed it to him.

Today is the second time, my little brother asked me for cigarettes, although I can't see his emotions, but will he be a little irritable?

At least I want to smoke when I get irritable.

When I asked the question, I had nothing to say and could only wait for his answer, but there were wisps of smoke floating in the room, and he kept silent.

"Wu Xie." He called me suddenly.

I made up my mind and let out an "hey".

"What do you know about me?"

I was dumbfounded. It was the first time he asked me this kind of question, and I didn't know how to answer it for a while.

"not many."

This is the truth. Although we have known each other for so many years, except for the ten years of no contact in between, I still don't understand what kind of person Zhang Qiling is. Life, he will try his best to save you, saying that he is kind, but those things he does are actually to pursue who he is, and there is no righteousness to speak of.

I sighed, I really don't know him.

"Why are you asking me that question?" I asked him.

He put out the cigarette in his hand, "I am very grateful for everything you have done for me. To be honest, no one has treated me so well."

I was startled and startled, opened my mouth but couldn't say anything, and finally just lowered my head.

Did you hear me right?

Brother, you are saying thank you.

"Although all of this has something to do with you, it's not impossible for you to get away. I know that. Ten years ago, I was just talking. I wasn't sure you would go, but you still went." He paused , "Wu Xie."

I raised my head suddenly and looked at him, his eyes were as indifferent as water.

"But where do you put me? What do you take me for?" he asked.

"Friend." I could answer him with just my brain, "It's not accurate either. If you want, you can even be my family, and I'm your family too."

He closed his eyes, "Not yet..."

His voice was so soft that I didn't know if he was speaking to me or to himself.

What... is it not yet time?

I didn't ask, but I always felt that something was wrong, something went wrong irresistibly, everything was clearly planned, and it seemed to be successful, so what was wrong?

Forget it, if it's not the time, it's not the time, as long as he doesn't say go, I won't go, just stay with him, I stood up.

The fat man slept in the guest room last night. His aunt didn't clean it up before, and he basically didn't clean it up after he woke up. The little brother slept in my room, and I slept on the sofa.

"Brother, you can sleep in my room tonight." He opened his eyes and looked at me expressionlessly.

"I've already cleaned up the room in the afternoon. The fat guy in the guest room didn't clean it up. It's a bit dirty. You sleep in my room and it's clean." I explained to him.

"Okay." He agreed casually.

The guest room was really dusty, the fat man should have wiped it casually, he was a careless and careless person, I went out to dry the clean clothes, took a rag and came back to wipe it, and changed the quilt cover before it loosened. Take a breath.

It's a pity that this house has been vacant. If it weren't for my complicated status before, this house should really be rented out. Now it is not popular at all.

I went out to wash the rag, and I happened to see the door of my bedroom opened a crack, brother still not asleep?

I leaned over and opened the door wider. I was a little surprised to see the scene in front of me. The people on the opposite side saw me raise my head, but they still had no expression.

"What are you looking at?" I asked as I walked over.

He didn't answer, but pushed the things spread out on the bed in front of me.

It's...a photo album.

I sat on the edge of the bed, "What are you doing with the photo album? It's been many years ago."

"Hmm." He was still flipping through the pages in his hand, his eyes looking at the photos one by one.

I feel that this picture is very strange, but at least I am a person who has seen the world, I just thought about it in my heart, I didn't say it, and I didn't show it.

I pointed to a photo, "This was when I was two years old. My parents took me to Beijing and took a photo in Beijing. I was so young at that time."

"En." He replied, and I continued to explain to him as if I was encouraged.

"This one is about five years old, I remember. Back then, I played with Xiao Hua and made mud. It must be a dark history that he wanted to erase." I smiled, and when I looked up, I froze for two seconds. The corner of the little brother's mouth was also slightly raised, as if he was very happy.

In this way, he finally looks like a normal person.

"What about this one?" He pointed to a photo.

"What?" It was rare for him to take the initiative to ask me, and I followed his hand to look over.

The author has something to say: I wrote it at night again. As a person, I have no shortcomings, but I love code words.Good night!