Hit ghost

When Wen Liang received Xie Jin's call, he happened to be watching a talk show variety show. Xie Jin spoke quickly and in a low voice, and the background sound of the TV happened to make the audience roar with laughter. Wen Liang couldn't hear clearly for a while.

"Then what, say it again?" Wen Liang changed his posture while yawning, and stuffed another old-fashioned taco into his mouth. He suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

"...Money! You, do you have a reliable place to raise money?"

Xie Jin faltered, he was really embarrassed to ask Wen Liang to ask for money again, his treatment fee has not been paid off, how could he borrow so much money from the other party for a person who only met once?

"Money? That's easy to talk about." Wen Liang thought the talk show was too noisy and clicked the mouse to quit and change the channel. It was already meal time, and he was so hungry that he groaned, "How much do you want? I didn't say, what are you two going out for so long?" What time? I'm starving to death."

There were gentle and dissatisfied thoughts on the other side of the phone, and then there was the sound of something being chewed. Xie Jin twitched his eyes unnaturally, and whispered the cost of the operation.

"What? Eighty thousand?" The sound of chewing stopped abruptly, and Wen Liang was obviously surprised by the fee, "What do you want so much money for? Where is Ji Duan, let him answer the phone."

"No, I'm right next to you." Ji Duan approached Xie Jin, and his warm breath hit his cheek, which was a little itchy, "It's someone Uncle Xie knows who needs money, and his mother has a heart attack and needs 8 yuan to do it." Operation."

The deep voice was close at hand. In order not to behave abnormally, Xie Jin kept pretending to be on the phone, and listened to Ji Duan and Wen Liang telling the ins and outs of the matter.

"So, is there anything you can do?" Ji Duan raised his eyes slightly, and he glanced at the contours of Xie Jin's ears, which were a little red, and he didn't know if it was too hot.

Where neither of them could see, Wen Liang curled his lips: "What can I do? I can barely scrape together 1 yuan, 8 yuan...I'm not a human cash machine, so what, before It’s not that there’s something called Crowd, you can try posting news on it, maybe you can get social donations.”

"Waterdrops? That's right, why didn't I think of that." Xie Jin's eyes lit up a little, perhaps seeking help from caring people from all walks of life is the only way to solve the problem right now.

There was a brief silence on the phone, and Wen Liang sighed after a while: "Are you all right? I'm going to keep busy?"

"Ah, it's okay, you should be busy." Xie Jin hurriedly thanked him, and when he was about to hang up the phone, a gentle voice came from the handset of the mobile phone again.

"When are you coming back? When I woke up, there was no one. I'm so hungry..."

The mobile phone was snatched by Ji Duan, he cut off the call decisively, and put the mobile phone into his trouser pocket: "I just know how to eat, let him starve to death, this Taoist eats all day and is lazy, so free."

Ji Duan pursed his mouth and muttered, leaning against the wall not far from Xie Jin, watching Xie Jin walk over to comfort the man.

For some reason, he always felt that Xie Jin was similar to the middle-aged man around him in some respects, but he couldn't say exactly how he was like him.

It's like ants facing a herd of elephants, even at the risk of being crushed to the point where the corpse will not be complete, they are still struggling to get rid of their fate of being crushed.

Two people with similar experiences sitting there are more like a news group of the same kind to keep warm, although they are not even aware of this.

Xie Jin told the man about the water drop chips, and the man's numb face finally changed after hearing this. He took a deep look at Xie Jin, then lowered his head and buried his head in front of his chest, thanking him uncontrollably.

He never thought that a stranger like Xie Jin, who was supposed to have a business relationship with him, would seriously help him with everything, even more attentively than himself.

"Brother, I really don't know how to thank you..." The man only grasped the cloth on Xie Jin's shoulders, his voice choked up, "I hope everything will get better soon, my Xinxin hasn't come back yet, alas."

Xie Jin pretended to look up at Ji Duan inadvertently, and the two exchanged glances through a distance of several meters, and Ji Duan realized what Xie Jin wanted to do.

"Brother, can you show me the picture of your child?" Xie Jin pondered for a long time before he said this sentence slowly, "Maybe I can find it for you while your mother is recuperating. ..."

The middle-aged man raised his head abruptly, and his face, which was mixed with various liquids, showed an incredulous expression: "This, what a shame, you have helped me so much."

"It's all easy, big brother, to tell you the truth...I'm actually a platform anchor, and I also have a certain fan base. Maybe this can also provide you with some clues when you are looking for Xinxin."

Xie Jin was a little embarrassed, this was the first time he claimed his profession to outsiders after two years, because the middle-aged man in front of him had a similar experience to him, so Xie Jin put down his guard and spoke out.

"Really, really?"

The man couldn't help holding Xie Jin's hand tightly when he was excited. He was very strong. Xie Jin's hand was turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye. Ji Duan couldn't stand it any longer. He walked over quickly and patted the back of the man's hand abruptly. palm.

"... Huh?" The corner of the man's raised mouth froze in joy, he clearly felt that someone had slapped him just now?

That feeling was real, Xie Jin's hand was being held by him, and there was no one else around him, and it was impossible for him to do the thing of hitting his right hand with his left hand, so who would do it?

Xie Jin stared at Ji Duan in surprise, and in order to prevent the man from finding out, he took the initiative to ask: "What's wrong, brother?"

"Ah, it's okay. I always feel that my hand is being slapped. Is it an illusion?" The man looked up and looked around. Because he couldn't see Ji Duan, his gaze directly penetrated Ji Duan and looked at the wall. There was nothing but them in the corridor. others.

"It's an illusion. You must be tired because of your emotional ups and downs today." Xie Jin was a little guilty, and he tried to divert the other party's attention, "Brother, I don't know your name yet, and you have a photo of your child, can you show me for a while?"

Fortunately, the man believed his explanation and didn't think too much. He let go of Xie Jin with his big rough hand, and the man took out a badly worn wallet from his trousers pocket.

The wallet looked old, and the edges and corners were worn out, revealing the inner hard material. This wallet should be often carried by men.

"My name is Cheng Zaimin, and this is my six-year-old son Cheng Xin." The man took out a photo from the middle of the wallet. The photo is very new, and it should have been taken recently.

Xie Jin took the photo, which was a one-inch photo. The little boy in the photo may have been tanned to a healthy wheat color because he often went out to work with his father.

The boy had short dark hair, and his dark eyes sparkled when he smiled. Although he was six years old according to Cheng Zaimin, he looked younger than children of the same age.

"It looks so cute, it looks a lot like you." Xie Jin caressed the photo of the child with his fingertips, his peripheral vision glanced at Cheng Zaimin's face, and the middle-aged man in front of him felt sad again at the photo.

"I went to the police as soon as I found out that the child was missing. Although the police said that the case had been accepted, I was in a hurry. I wanted to go home and see if Xinxin came back by herself."

Cheng Zaimin lowered his head, his voice was hoarse, "Who would have thought that not only the child was not found, but also my mother was so anxious that she fell ill, it was all my fault."

"Don't blame yourself too much. The most important thing now is to find the child." Xie Jin has become more and more proficient at comforting people. After taking a photo of Cheng Xin with his mobile phone, he returned the one-inch photo to Cheng Zaimin.

"Brother, I will try my best to help you find Xinxin's words. Don't worry too much. Take care of yourself and your mother."

Xie Jin looked at the time and found that it was getting late. Before he planned to leave, he repeatedly told him, "For money, you can register an account. Now... there are still many kind-hearted people, and someone should help you."

After bidding farewell to Cheng Zaimin, Xie Jin and Ji Duan went to the bus station to wait for the last bus to go home. This afternoon and evening, the time was both fast and long.The summer wind at night is very refreshing, even blowing on the face with a hint of coolness.

Ji Duan looked at Xie Jin's face covered by slightly long hair, and suddenly said: "I know why you helped him so much."

Not caring about the obstructive hair, Xie Jin slightly raised his head to look at the bright moon in the night sky, and after a long time, he hummed softly.

"You see yourself in him, and you don't want what you experienced to happen to him again... To be honest, I wanted to ask you this question a long time ago."

There was no one else on the platform near nine o'clock except for the two of them, but even if there were other people here today, Ji Duan would ask questions so blatantly.

There seemed to be an inexhaustible flame burning in Ji Duan's eyes. He stared at Xie Jin and asked, "What have you experienced before that you can have such empathy with Cheng Zaimin? The black coal ball told me that you once Want to end your life, why?"

A series of questions pierced Xie Jin's heart like ice blades, more piercing than the night wind blowing on his face.

"...I don't want to say, those are already in the past tense." Xie Jin avoided Kai Ji Duan's fiery eyes, his panic level was as if the usual young man who always made jokes had disappeared, and the one standing in front of him at this moment was an eating dog. A bloodthirsty lion.

Whether it was the accident two years ago or the determination to slash the blade on his wrist, all of these have passed, and he is still Xie Jin, still lingering in this world.

The facts are indeed as Ji Duan said, Xie Jin feels that Cheng Zaimin is very similar to himself, and he is also a person with similar experiences, but fundamentally there is a qualitative difference.

"Xie Jin!" Ji Duan suddenly yelled his name, and grabbed his shoulder with warm palms, "I know what you are thinking, when Cheng Zaimin fell into the trough of life, you were there to give him ideas, but you didn't .”

"Although I don't know exactly what happened at that time, judging from the remarks of those trolls, you are definitely struggling alone in the overwhelming abuse and curses. I know that it is impossible for you to really forget, but you, can you ..."

Ji Duan seemed to be irritated by Xie Jin's indifferent attitude. He was breathing heavily, and his chest was heaving greatly. The person in front of him was always wrapped in an invisible shell. Just open the thick shell.

Almost without thinking, the big hand turned to attack the man's neck. Ji Duan used brute force to pull the man in front of him into his arms: "Can you look back at me a little? Do you think I'm dead!"

He had never been hugged so hard before, Xie Jin staggered and fell directly into the warm embrace of the young man. He subconsciously wanted to struggle, but was hugged even tighter.

"discipline……"

"From Qingzhou Paradise to Tanjiang's old apartment, and then to Jincheng Academy of Fine Arts, I dare say that I know you better than anyone else." Feeling the struggle of the person in his arms, Ji Duan slightly loosened his strength so that he could move a little respite.

"Although I have to admit that the way I am now is indeed no different from death, but I have saved you so many times, can you realize that I have always been by your side? You are not alone."

Although there was still that black-hearted Taoist priest, Ji Duan secretly slandered that he didn't need to report Wen Liang's name to spoil the scenery at this time, so he didn't mention it.

Ji Duan poured out all the words that were aggrieved in his heart, and Ji Duan was no longer so awkward, but he was still unwilling to let go of Xie Jin, just maintaining the illusion that the two were hugging tightly.

Time passed by every minute and every second, just when Ji Duan was about to suspect that Xie Jin was strangled by his own brute force, his back was lightly patted a few times by a cold hand.

"Understood." Xie Jin's faint voice sounded in his ear, and there seemed to be a little smile when he listened carefully, "Ji Duan, let's go home."

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Guigui is hysterical... Roaring out his true thoughts hhh this week's update is over, see you on Thursday