Tighten my broker

"Captain Huang, I remember that you are not on duty today. Why are you still guarding here? Didn't you say that today is Tiantian's birthday? If you don't go back now, I'm not afraid that my sister-in-law will be angry and won't let you go to bed!" The captain Huang Yan who was sitting in front of the table laughed teasingly.

Although Huang Yan is older than them and has a higher position than them, he never puts on airs, so they are usually courageous, and the main reason is that Captain Huang is notoriously afraid of his wife in the bureau. According to the past situation, as long as he is not on duty, Huang Yan will definitely go home as soon as possible, but today is strange, he has not gone back until now, you must know that today is his daughter's birthday, and the family members must be at home Waiting for him.

"Why are you angry? At home, I have the final say. Is it useful for him to be angry?" Huang Yan's face flushed with embarrassment, but he still insisted on defending his manly face.

"Hey, I haven't seen you in the past few days, Huang Yan, you are so courageous! Don't cry when you get home." Pang Long, who had changed into a police uniform, came to the table with a beer belly, picked up his cup, and took a big swig. , squinting with small eyes and a face full of ridicule.

"Go, go! Get out of here! Otherwise, you won't be able to leave soon. Do you believe me if I tell you?"

"Believe! Believe! How could we not believe you, Old Huang?" Pang Long smiled wretchedly, but then straightened his expression "But you really have to take it easy, it's a shame that you missed your daughter's birthday." It's no small matter."

Huang Yan also knew what Pang Long meant. He missed Tiantian's eighth birthday because of some things last year. At that time, Tiantian was very disappointed. If he still broke his promise this year, Xiaotian's impression of his father as a father would be even worse. Yes, it affects the relationship between father and daughter very much.

"Got it, got it, you go back first, I'll go back after I arrange this young man, be careful when you go back." Huang Yan pointed at the messy man lying on the bench in the corridor.

"Okay, then hurry up and try to go home early, I will go back first."

Pang Long picked up the coat he put on the stool, waved it at Huang Yan, turned and left with a smile, the fat on his stomach shaking.

The off-duty time has passed long ago, except for the guards on duty, everyone else has left, Huang Yan sat listlessly smoking a cigarette, his mind was in a mess.

Although the time has not been too long, the person in front of him has changed a lot. The young man who used to be energetic no matter what he looks at now has become like this, which he dare not recognize. look.

If he hadn't confirmed the identity of the person, he really wouldn't have dared to recognize it.

Messy hair, sour smell all over the body, black hands... There is no shadow of the past.

Huang Yan suddenly sighed, with extremely complicated emotions.

Today, when he was out on errands, he was stopped by a young man who seemed to be talking incoherently by the side of the road.

The man looked very anxious at the time, pointed to the person lying on the side of the road and said that he suddenly passed out for some reason, he didn't have a mobile phone, and there was no one around to help, so he could only call him over.

Huang Yan has been a policeman for such a long time, so he can tell at a glance that the man who fell by the roadside is a typical homeless man.

It was originally not his turn to take care of this matter, but when Huang Yan was doing a simple inspection of the homeless man, Huang Yan was stunned.

Although this face is unshaven and full of embarrassment at the moment, Huang Yan feels familiar with that face. After all, he has seen that face for almost ten years. Even though it is constantly changing, the appearance is still clear.

So, with no one else's help, he took the bum to the station and put him on a bench in the hallway, under the amazed eyes of the people in the station.

Now, the only thing he wants to be sure of is whether this person is the junior he knows who always smiles.

Mr. Luo's death hit him too hard, and it happened at such a moment.

If he hadn't received the news before he took the stage, the child's blow might not have been so serious, but it happened at such a moment that he originally wanted to surprise his father with joy and tried hard to make him feel happy. I am happy, but I just think that this kind of thinking has caused accidents after people travel.

Great joy and great sorrow are directly reversed, and this child only has such a relative in total, so...it happened to be that time.

Huang Yan is not a newcomer who has just graduated from university. He has known for a long time that this reality is the biggest weapon to destroy a person, and the collapse of some people is only in an instant. But what he did not expect is that Luo Zhenguo's unexpected death, The destruction of that high-spirited young man came so quickly.

Some things are always like that, saying it is easy to die, but in practice, it will never be that way. If you are not the person involved, you will never have a chance to comfort others, no matter how reasonable your words are.

There was silence in the room, and it was late at night outside, and there was no sound. In this room, there was only the sound of the clock hanging on the wall turning, one after another, repeating endlessly.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

A sudden coughing sounded in the corridor, Huang Yan hurriedly got up, and accidentally knocked the teacup on the table, causing chaos.

The memory in his mind was like a movie that ended quickly. Luo Yang propped himself up and sat up, but he just felt dizzy, his throat was dry, and he couldn't use much strength, so he wanted to reach out subconsciously. Let himself sit up a little bit, but he just pressed the blank, fell off the bench, and his weak arm brought the whole person to the ground. The pain in half of his body made his consciousness gradually clear, and his sensitivity to the surroundings also quickly appear.

The white walls, the cold ground, the bench next to it, and the blue and white police badge... He is at the police station now.

Thinking about it, he must have passed out suddenly, and that person had nothing to do, so he called the police.

Luo Yang was lying on the ground weakly on his side. He didn't know why. He felt that he was struggling to breathe, but his emotions didn't fluctuate much. It's just a pity that he didn't know the young man's name yet...

"It's all right! Get up quickly."

While Luo Yang was waiting for his physical strength to recover, Huang Yan, who had disposed of the glass of water he had spilled in a panic, also quickly walked out of the office, but as soon as he walked out, he directly saw the man lying on the ground. , The figure who doesn't know what he is thinking.

Not caring about the mess on the tramp's body, Huang Yan stretched out his hand to help him up, but the tramp opened his mouth, and what he said made Huang Yan stunned for a long time.

"Brother Huang, long time no see." Luo Yang said hoarsely.

Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of him, and the worry in the other party's eyes, knowing that the other party has already guessed, a kind of inexplicable sadness welled up in his heart.

That was the memory of the original owner, the emotion of the original owner.

After the grief passed, Luo Yang looked at the person in front of him, and he was even more weeping.

He came back, but the one who really came back was not the original person... Luo Yang didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment.

According to common sense, a person like him who gave up his own life should not be worthy of another life, no matter what form it is given... But sometimes, life is so wonderful that there is no room for human thoughts and thoughts.

After being dazed, Huang Yan also gradually recovered, looked at the person in front of him with a complicated face, helped him up vigorously, let him sit safely on the stool, and then habitually touched him. Smoke, but the movement in his hand suddenly froze.

Just now his cigarette was placed on the table, and then the tea cup fell down, and the cigarette was wet.

Twisting his fingers calmly, Huang Yan looked at Luo Yang.

"Why didn't you say hello when you left, do you know? During the days when you disappeared, I searched for dead bodies all over the street, for fear that one day I would see you laying on the ground with worms. You know, Mr. Luo asked me to looking at you."

Sitting limply on the bench, Huang Yan and Luo Yang looked at the white wall in front together, talking in a very low voice, but Luo Yang heard everything clearly, without saying a word.

The past, or the memories in my mind, rolled past with mottled images.

As if he suddenly touched something inexplicable, Luo Yang, who had kept his head down, suddenly laughed, with a little sourness.

"Brother Huang, I'm sorry, I made you worry, and it won't be like this in the future."

Huang Yan also laughed when he heard this. He didn't know if he was laughed angrily by Luo Yang, or because he was touched by Luo Yang's words. Anyway, he felt a sense of relief.

He laughed and cursed and said, "It's good that you know it, kid."

There was no smoke, and the two of them just sat on the bench in the corridor in a daze. Neither of them took the initiative to speak. With their relationship, it seemed that there was no need to say anything.

"What are you going to do in the future? You just left at that time. It was a dropout behavior without saying hello. The school won't keep your student status for two years."

Since I can no longer go to school, I have to find a way to make a living.

Huang Yan's thinking is very simple, a person must be able to eat first, and then consider other things. If you can't control your own food and clothing, you still think about it.

When Luo Yang heard Huang Yan's words, he was also silent for a long time.

Yes, since he intends to live a decent life, he must have some source of income, but now... what can he do?

Are you going to be an idol like before?Luo Yang is confident to stand up again, after all his skills are all in his mind, and he can pick them up again with hard work.

However, that kind of life is really tiring, and Luo Yang thought, didn't he choose to die because he wanted to escape from that kind of life?

Do you want to go back at this time?

Luo Yang didn't know how to answer Huang Yan's question.