Slag

"My mother started talking about sending Yangyang away last month. I didn't see Yangyang when I got home today. My mother said it was lost! How is it possible? Let him out to play by himself when he is busy, and he will come back as soon as it gets dark!"

At this time, Lin Jian was lying on the bed in a large font, and there was a WeChat voice call with a loudspeaker in his ear, and the little girl's anxious voice came from it.

When he received the news earlier, his brain was still in a mess, and when he saw the sentence "Yangyang is lost", he suddenly felt empty.

It just so happened that the plate of fried beans was served on the table, but he turned off his phone and did not reply.

But the little girl was in a hurry, so she called him while he was still on the road, and Lin Jian said that she called her when he got home, so the current scene happened.

Yang Yang.

Lin Jian ran into this little girl and her big dog when she went out for a stroll last year - a not shy Samoyed with the same name as him.

Although the name of Yangyang has been taken away by Lin Jingzhu, this "Yangyang" that met by chance was enough to make Lin Jian lose his mind for a long time.

"It's not dark yet, so wait a little longer." Lin Jian said, "Maybe when you wake up the next day, it will be squatting next to your bed."

"No, brother Lin. Yang Yang should be... sent away by his mother.

"Actually, it didn't delay my study, and I was more at ease with it.

"But...it's useless for me to explain to my mother. I said that Yangyang is lost because I think you like it very much. No one can understand how I feel now. Brother, can you understand?"

The little girl's Yang Yang was probably thinking that she obviously did not delay Master's study, but also brought peace of mind to Master, and even became her best friend and playmate for many years.What did I do wrong and I was sent away?

At this moment, the other yangyang is also thinking, he obviously worked hard to study, became an excellent person, and also tried his best for love, and even gave all his heart, eating, drinking and sleeping with him for free for so long, no credit There is also hard work. What did he do wrong that he deserves to be treated like this by these people?

How could Lin Jian not understand?

But Lin Jian would rather not understand.

"Study hard, Yang Yang will come back after the college entrance examination." Lin Jian suppressed his emotions and calmly said to the little girl.

The other side was quiet for as long as a minute, and the little girl was sobbing when she replied again: "What if? What if it doesn't come back, what if it..."

"Brother makes a bet with you. I bet that your Yangyang will be sent back after the college entrance examination. If I win, you can lend me your Yangyang for a week." Lin Jian said.

The little girl was still sobbing: "Then what if you lose?"

"I won't lose."

The little girl smiled through her tears. Although this method was nonsense, she was inexplicably comforted: "Then let's bet."

After all, Shu Deyuan bought the house. Seeing that it was living in it, Lin felt more and more uncomfortable. He didn't sleep all night, packed up and packed his things, and went to see the house the next day with dark circles under his eyes.

Fortunately, the process went smoothly. After finding a similar house, I signed the contract immediately. Lin Jian contacted the moving company on the same day.

Han Qiushi's clothes and daily necessities were all packed and sent by courier in the same city.

Lin Jian used his last bit of strength to act resolutely, and stayed up for another day to arrange the things at home.

Then I didn't go out for more than ten days.

There are takeaway lunch boxes piled on the table, and there are several large black plastic bags of garbage at the door. The only living person in the house is wearing clothes that have not been changed for several days, playing games with an unshaven beard.

It was the first time in Lin Jianping's life that he indulged like this.

His mobile phone was about to explode. At first, Han Qiushi could make a hundred calls a day, but Lin Jian directly blocked him in order to prevent himself from losing his mind in the middle of the night.

Later, there were dozens of calls a day from unfamiliar numbers one after another, and Lin Jian added them to the blacklist one by one.

Of course, the phone calls from Fu Feibai and Ren Jing were indispensable, but looking at the numbers in brackets behind the missed calls, you can tell that Fu Feibai is still very relieved of him, and gave up after calling for two days and seeing that he didn't answer.

Lin Jiangang was talking about what kind of bad friend this is, and when he opened WeChat, he saw Fu Feibai's message——

At [-]:[-] p.m. ten days ago——

【problem occurs? 】

【not answer the phone? ! 】

【Emotion fades】

【Stop hitting, fuck it】

At ten eleven in the morning nine days ago—

【Dog thing, dog thing】

【What the hell happened to you? 】

At [-]:[-] noon nine days ago——

[Fuck, you moved? 】

【Isn't it because I lent you 50 yuan for taxi money the year before last? 】

Nine days ago at twelve thirty-two noon——

【Fuck, what the hell happened to you? 】

[Call back when you see it, if there is no news within half a month, I will call the police]

【Let the police uncle catch you】

【Wait you】

After that, Fu Feibai didn't call again, nor did wechat message.

It looked like he was really waiting for half a month. Lin Jian knew that this person could really go to the police, but he still couldn't summon up the energy to reply to the message.

After struggling to finish the voice call with that little girl that day, he seemed to have seen a ghost, and he couldn't do what he used to do at all.

He felt nauseous when the phone rang, so he turned it off on silent.

Seeing the news, he couldn’t bring himself to go back, and his fingers started to tremble as soon as he touched the keyboard. He always felt that every word he was about to say should be carefully thought out, but his mental strength could not support him to think deeply, and the result of hesitancy was that he didn’t reply. .

He stays at home and plays games every day, as if he wants to make up for the missed puberty.

However, his late adolescence was still incomplete. No one cared about him playing games, so he just indulged himself to play day and night.

Later, when he saw the game interface, he also wanted to vomit. He was really old. After that age, he was not even worthy of being addicted to games.

So instead of drinking—

He can drink, but the level of drinking seems to have stabilized a lot day after day after the ups and downs, and even after a long time, he feels that he is about to stink.

Not only the smell on the body, but also the empty heart, as if only the heart was beating lonely and rotten.

Lin Jian packed himself up on the day when the half-month period given by Fu Feibai expired, and called Fu Feibai back.

The other person answered in seconds, and before Lin Jian could speak, he slapped and scolded: "Fuck you, are you finally willing to answer the phone? What's the matter? I'm afraid I'll call the police and arrest you? What's wrong with you? You moved, what's wrong?" Really owe me 50 yuan and don’t want to pay it back? If you don’t want to pay it back, I don’t want it. I’m short of 50 yuan? Don’t leave a damn word, move if you say move, don’t answer the phone if you don’t answer the phone, send me a message Will the knuckles be necrotic?"

Lin Jian took a deep breath, and when Fu Feibai finished speaking, he slowly reported an address.

The other side was silent for two seconds, seeming to be responding.

After reacting——

"Wait for me, I'll come and beat you right away."

Lin Jian didn't know what was wrong with him. It was the first time in half a month that he saw someone, even if it was just Fu Feibai, and he felt very nervous.

He looked in the mirror and saw that he was still dressed neatly, this half month of indulgence had made his face a little fleshy.

Fu Feibai really didn't lie, he rushed to the door and gave Lin Jian a slap on the shoulder as soon as he entered the door. Lin Jian, who was about to degenerate after half a month of no exercise, bent his knees from the slap.

"What the hell is going on with you?" But when it comes to the matter, Fu Feibai is still very serious.

Lin saw that this state was too abnormal. When Fu Feibai found out that he had moved, he was so frightened that he almost called the police.

Lin Jian leaned on the sofa, thinking about what language he would use to tell the legendary story he encountered some time ago.

Fu Feibai seemed to have sensed something, and threatened him: "I haven't seen you in half a month, and your words have become haphazard. Stop organizing your words, and say what comes to mind. I have to know what's going on with you first."

Lin Jian's eyes were a little out of place when he was talking, and occasionally looked at Fu Feibai's eyes, and they would quickly move away after a second.

Speech is also interrupted for a second before the brain rewires and resumes speaking.

He spoke slowly, completely inconsistent with his previous behavior.

But Fu Feibai let go of his abnormal performance for the time being, because what Lin Jian said was enough to make him angry, he forced himself to divide his anger into one or two according to the level, let's put the anger first and then the light, otherwise he should recite it all together up.

"The company just let it go?!" Fu Feibai, a person who has no business knowledge at all, has grasped the key points from Lin Jian's understatement, and has already begun to get angry.

"En." Lin Jian responded.

"The list is your partner... No, the list is taken from you by that idiot man?"

"It should be... the night I drank too much, he asked me for it, and I gave it to him."

"It's not a question of whether you give it or not. If he wants it, it's enough to explain the problem!" Fu Feibai slapped the coffee table heavily, and Lin Jian glanced at the tabletop. Fortunately, it was still solid without cracks, "What's the matter with you? You The fuck is taking the problem on yourself? Are you sick? You have a donkey stuck in your head?"

"I..." Lin Jian's brain was quite relaxed. Facing a problem of this level was not enough for his brain to be unable to handle it, but he couldn't speak.

The conversation made him feel nervous, and the words prepared by the brain began to tremble when they were transmitted to the chest, unable to come out of his throat smoothly.

"Lin Jian, what's the matter with you?" Faced with his current appearance, Fu Feibai couldn't temporarily put aside the second point of anger. He felt that Lin Jian was too abnormal.

It was as if he had just been rescued from the basement after suffering some inhuman abuse.

Lin Jian swallowed, he lowered his head and slowed down, and then began to jump out word by word: "I'm a little... don't want to talk."

The little girl's yang yang was just sent away.

Yangyang here is being abandoned - the second time.

A second-abandoned dog loses trust in the world.

Lin Jian, who was abandoned for the second time...he didn't want to talk to anyone, talking made him feel nervous, he was afraid that he would say the wrong thing, afraid that he would do the wrong thing, and he couldn't figure out where he went wrong, so he fell into a dead end .The result is that if you are afraid of saying the wrong thing, you simply don't say it, and if you are afraid of doing the wrong thing, you simply don't do it.

He is terrified of socializing.

Lin Jian's cell phone screen was on, but he didn't see it with his head down.

But Fu Feibai saw it. There was an unfamiliar number on the screen. Fu Feibai touched his back and said with a smile, "That's how you missed my call, right?"

Lin Jian looked up and smiled forcedly.

"Okay, if you don't want to talk, I'll pick it up for you."

Can't wait for Lin Jian to stop, Fu Feibai has already connected the phone quickly, vaguely seeing the call start counting time, the moment it became 00:01, Lin Jian completely shut up.

"Hello? Who is it?"

The other side of the phone didn't know what to ask, Fu Feibai replied: "It's Lin Jian's cell phone, it's not convenient for him to pick it up, if you have something to say, I'll tell him."

At first, Fu Feibai's tone was normal, but in the next second, he suddenly changed his tune, his face was so gloomy that dripping water, his voice suddenly cooled down, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Say it again, what's your name?"

The word "Han Qiushi" was repeated on the other side of the phone.

Fu Feibai clenched his back molars, and said with a sneer, "There's nothing to say, Lin Jian's cell phone has been disgusted by your voice."

After hanging up, Fu Feibai looked at the sluggish Lin Jian, smiled and patted him lightly on the shoulder: "Don't be afraid, we won't talk if you don't want to talk, and we won't talk to those who don't want to talk to you. This kind of idiot, vicious I don’t dare to say that, so I wish him a successful reincarnation next year.”

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Recite things until you vomit, and think about life with your classmates during class—why study literature?If you try to get up at six o'clock every day to endorse, or if you try to write hundreds of words and get zero points?

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