street people

"I am fine."

In the small shop with the door closed, Sun Yanshi closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and endured the nausea and dizziness like motion sickness, and stood for a while before repeating with difficulty, "I'm fine."

Lang Song put his hands loosely on Sun Yanshi's waist, letting the other person's back lean against his chest. He frowned, "Dizziness? Or a headache?"

Sun Yanshi's ears were buzzing, his eyes were spinning, and he couldn't hear or see clearly. His back was pressed against Lang Song's chest, and he could only tell that Lang Song was speaking through the vibration of the other's chest.

In order to prevent himself from completely losing consciousness and falling to the ground, Sun Yanshi poked out the tip of his tongue and bit down hard with the remaining strength and consciousness. The severe pain and strong rust smell instantly stimulated every peripheral nerve. The rapidly rotating concrete floor and shelves slowly stopped rotating, and finally stopped at their proper positions, and the ear-piercing humming like microphone feedback also stopped.

Sun Yanshi took a deep breath, closed his eyes and then opened them again, his black pupils were like a cold and empty cave, devoid of any emotion.

Suddenly, the fingertips felt warm.

Sun Yanshi lowered his eyes to look, Langyue held his fingertips with her tender little hands, looked up at him with clear eyes without blinking, and murmured: "Dad Yan——"

At the same time, Lang Song's eager voice sounded in his ears: "Brother, do you want to go to the hospital?"

Sun Yanshi shook his heavy head, hooked Langyue's little hand with his fingertips, and said, "It's okay, I was a little dizzy, and I'm fine now."

Lang Song lowered his eyes and glanced at Sun Yanshi's sweaty neck: "How about I carry you upstairs and lie down for a while?"

"I'll sit down for a while." Sun Yanshi borrowed some strength to support the shelf, and distanced himself from Lang Song, and suddenly thought of Lang Yue, "Did you scare Yue Yue just now?"

Lang Song glanced at Lang Yue who came in only after the dispute ended, and replied: "No, Yue Yue just came."

Soybean ran back and forth around Sun Yanshi's legs, anxiously not knowing what to do.

Sun Yanshi let out a "huh" and lowered his eyes to look at Soybean and then at Langyue. He wanted to see Langsong, but he didn't raise his head for a long time.

After a while, he took two steps and sat on the low stool that Granny Zhang had just been sitting on. He hugged Langyue on his lap and lowered his head gently on Langyue's shoulder. "Baby smelly" is quite appropriate to describe children. Langyue has a faint milky smell, which smells good and makes people feel calm. The body temperature of the little guy is higher than that of adults, and it can burn like a small stove. Warm and cold body.

Langyue didn't dare to move, she was hugged in Sun Yanshi's arms, she could only look up at her brother and ask him for advice.Seeing that her brother shook her head slightly, she understood, and slipped into Sun Yanshi's arms again, stretched out her small hand to stroke the back of Sun Yanshi's hand over and over again, it was a soothing gesture, when she was sick and uncomfortable, Mom, Dad and brother always comfort her like this, so she won't be so uncomfortable.

Sun Yanshi kept his head down. He thought he had been silent for a long time, but in fact it was less than 2 minutes.He licked off the bloody smell between his lips, raised his head again and his expression returned to normal: "I'm sorry, I was a little out of control just now."

The word "I'm sorry" pierced Lang Song's heart like a needle. It seemed that there was no wound, but the pain was so painful that his limbs were numb and his throat was sore.

Lang Song swallowed the bitterness on the tip of his tongue, and squatted in front of Sun Yanshi: "I'm sorry for what?"

Sun Yanzhi smiled, and unconsciously kneaded Langyue's delicate and soft arms: "The one just now was Lei Bin's mother, because Lei Bin and I..."

Lang Song nodded and interrupted him: "I know."

"Well——" Sun Yanzhi responded and realized what Lang Song meant. He was startled, and then nodded after thinking about it. Since Lang Song moved in, he often helped watch the store. It's not surprising that Ren Sufen has ever seen her before, but it's even more strange if she hasn't seen her before.

"She..." Sun Yanshi bit his stinging tongue, and explained again his out-of-control behavior just now, "She said just now..."

"It doesn't matter," Lang Song's fiery eyes fixed on Sun Yan's fluttering lips, "Brother, she or Lei Bin or anyone, it doesn't matter what they say."

Sun Yanshi raised his head slowly, looked at Lang Song dumbly, but didn't know what to say.

Lang Song squatted halfway, and moved half a step to Sun Yanshi's side. His hands rested on his bent knees. After struggling repeatedly, he stretched out his hand slowly and pinched Sun Yanshi's wrist.

"Brother, who are they and what did they say, to me—" Lang Song paused slightly imperceptibly, "it doesn't matter at all to Yueyue, you don't need to explain to us."

Sun Yanshi stared straight at Lang Song, paused for a while before raising the corners of his mouth, and said, "Okay."

In the dim light, their eyes met. The calmness and sharpness in Lang Song's eyes made Sun Yanshi suddenly feel a little uncomfortable. He lowered his eyes and looked back, and said, "I'll go upstairs and lie down for a while, don't be like me for dinner." I have no appetite."

Even Huangdou knew that Sun Yanshi was in a bad mood, and he lay obediently on the ground like a mascot, how could Lang Song not know.This time he didn't say anything, he followed Sun Yanshi with Langyue in his arms, and watched Sun Yanshi go up the stairs holding on to the handrails.

Sun Yanshi did not eat at night, and the lights in the room were never turned on after dark.Lang Song entered the room at nine o'clock and listened attentively to the movement outside. He closed his eyes and fell asleep when there was no sound in the opposite room at one o'clock in the morning.

The next day, Lang Song took Lang Yue out of the stall as usual, sent her to the kindergarten and then back to Lanying Lane.As soon as he arrived at the door of the house, he received a call from Houzi. Houzi said that his aunt had fried some sanzi for him, and he wanted to give some to Langyue to taste.

Lang Song glanced at the time and replied, "Okay, then you can come to my place for lunch."

"Okay," Monkey said excitedly on the phone, "Brother Song, I'll be there at about 11:30."

After hanging up the phone, Lang Song opened the rolling door, walked through the store and went straight to the backyard. The yard was empty, the kitchen was deserted, and Sun Yanshi hadn't gotten up yet.He looked up at Sun Yanshi's room, his black crystal-like pupils shone brightly.Walking into the kitchen, seeing the eaten breakfast and the cleaned kitchen utensils, the hanging heart fell back a little.

At this time, the mobile phone stuck in the jeans pocket vibrated against the thigh again.

Lang Song picked it up, this time it was the foreman who called, and before he could say anything, the foreman hurriedly said that there was an unloading job in the consignment department, and four semi-trailers had to be unloaded before noon, and he didn't have enough manpower , and asked Lang Song if he could spare some time to help out.

Lang Song pursed his lips. He had postponed the work for the past few days. If he hadn't been really anxious, the foreman would not have called.The foreman usually takes good care of him, and in this case he should not and cannot refuse.Looking up at the pale ceiling above his head, he replied, "Okay, I'll go there right away."

After hanging up the phone, Lang Song took a look at the time. It was not yet nine o'clock. Now that he rushed over to finish unloading the goods and come back, he should be able to make lunch in time, at most a little later.He didn't delay anymore, and while going out to ride the little electric donkey, he called the monkey and told the monkey to wait if he didn't come back in time.

I was busy in the consignment department until nearly eleven o'clock, and just after unloading two boxes of goods from my shoulders, the phone in my pocket suddenly buzzed again.Lang Song's heart skipped a beat, and somehow felt that the frequency of the phone's vibration was particularly urgent, as if it was foretelling something.He rubbed the ashes on his pants indiscriminately, and quickly took out his mobile phone to answer the call.

"Brother Song!" The monkey's eager voice sounded, "I just arrived at the door of the small shop, and it seemed that I heard a strange collision sound from inside the house, and the dog kept barking. Would you like to come back and have a look!"

"I'll be right back!"