It wasn't until late that He Xiangdong came out of the police station, but fortunately he was not detained, and he was released after being criticized and educated by the police and fined a little money. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He Xiangdong had a piece of green on his cheeks, and he didn't get a good deal in the front fight, and he also suffered a lot of beatings on his body.

It was Lao Zhou who came to help him pay the fine and let him out, look at He Xiangdong's appearance, Lao Zhou said angrily: "It hurts, tell me why you fought with them, how can something happen to this." ”

He Xiangdong retorted: "Is it possible that I want to watch my master get beaten?"

Lao Zhou was silent and said: "It's not that you see your master being beaten, don't do it as soon as you go up, alas, it's also bad luck, we should meet these little hooligans." ”

He Xiangdong frowned, pursed his lips, and asked, "Then how is my master?"

Lao Zhou also sighed and said, "Lie at home." ”

He Xiangdong suddenly became nervous, and hurriedly asked, "Is my master injured?" ”

Lao Zhou said: "I'm not injured, I'm sick with qi, and I'm lying at home now." ”

"Alright, I won't tell you, I need to go home and have a look. After speaking, He Xiangdong hurried home.

After arriving home and entering the door, he found that his master was lying on the bed, looking sick, but Zhou Qingqing was still at his home to help him take care of his master.

"Master. He Xiangdong hurriedly trotted to Fang Wenqi's bed, grabbed his master's hand, and looked at him nervously.

Fang Wenqi opened his eyes in a bit of a daze, glanced at He Xiangdong, and slowly closed them again.

Zhou Qingqing also came over and comforted He Xiangdong: "Don't worry, Master is fine, I have seen the doctor before, and the doctor said that it was for bad gas, and there was no good way, so he prescribed some sedative drugs." ”

He Xiangdong nodded and said to Zhou Qingqing: "Thank you, Qingqing, I'm sorry for your trouble." ”

Zhou Qingqing just smiled and shook his head.

He Xiangdong looked at the master who was already asleep, sighed silently, and said to Zhou Qingqing: "It's not early, I'll send you home first." ”

Zhou Qingqing shook his head and said, "No need, I'll just go back by myself, you take care of your master, anyway, my home is not far from here." ”

He Xiangdong glanced at the master on the bed, and was indeed a little relieved, he said to Zhou Qingqing: "Okay, thank you Qingqing, you must be careful when you go back by yourself." ”

Zhou Qingqing said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll only be a few steps away from going back, and there are many people on the street now, it's okay." On the contrary, it is you, the wound on your face will definitely be black tomorrow, remember to get an egg dressing. ”

He Xiangdong looked at Zhou Qingqing deeply, then smiled and nodded.

Zhou Qingqing also looked at He Xiangdong, and the two looked at each other and fell silent.

It was He Xiangdong who was the first to move his eyes, Zhou Qingqing also reacted, smiled, picked up his bag, and said, "Then I'll go first." ”

He Xiangdong helped her open the door and said, "Be careful on the road." ”

Zhou Qingqing smiled and went out, He Xiangdong kept watching her departing back until she disappeared. It's not that he doesn't know Zhou Qingqing's feelings for him, to be honest, if he can really marry a girl like Zhou Qingqing, his ancestors will really accumulate virtue.

But he knows that this can't be, he is a student of a prestigious university, he has a good job and a good future, and he doesn't even know where to eat his next meal, maybe he can only be like the master, wandering all his life, and the world is his home, how can such a good girl follow him to suffer this crime.

He Xiangdong directly suppressed the little charming feeling in his heart, he preferred to call this feeling the throbbing of puberty of young men and women, and it would be fine after that, it was really bad for everyone to be together.

He Xiangdong smiled bitterly, closed the door, and made a small stool to sit at the head of the master's bed. In the dim light, I looked at Master's old face.

I usually don't feel anything when I look at Master getting old bit by bit, but when I suddenly look at Master at this moment, I realize that Master is really getting old, and he is not old anymore, his face is also very gray, and there is no divine light at all.

He Xiangdong had tears in the corners of his eyes, whenever the master fell ill in bed, it was when he was most helpless, he was such a relative in his life.

"Alas......" He Xiangdong let out a long sigh, reached out and stroked the messy white hair in front of Master's forehead, and sighed: "Master, Master, why do you say you are so stubborn in your life." ”

Xu He Xiangdong's movements were too big, and it was also possible that his voice was too loud to wake up Fang Wenqi, Fang Wenqi opened his worried eyes, glanced at them in a daze, and closed them again.

His mouth was weak and trembling, and he said in a trembling voice: "Dongzi, you...... Your eight screens will make ...... Didn't you?"

He Xiangdong touched the corners of his eyes, and forced a smile with a strained face, Master is sick and confused, and he would have had eight screens more than ten years ago.

Fang Wenqi was still in a daze and said: "This cross talk...... Why is it that all of a sudden no one listens, no one listens overnight, no one ....... ”

He Xiangdong didn't know how to answer, he knew that the deepest blow to the master was not his body, but the slump in cross talk, this is a person who takes cross talk as his life, and it is his life that is over cross talk.

"Hey...... Is cross talk dead?"

"No, no, alive. He Xiangdong smiled bitterly and replied.

Fang Wenqi's lips moved for a long time before he spoke again: "Dongzi, it's Master...... Master...... I'm sorry for you. ”

He Xiangdong's tears couldn't hold back all of a sudden, and he couldn't stop falling down, he covered his mouth tightly, for fear that he would make a sound.

"I really want to...... Think...... Tianjin...... See...... Look at ......"

"Look, look. He Xiangdong let go of his hand and said in a trembling voice: "Look, go back and see, when you are well, let's go back and have a look." ”

Perhaps in a daze, Fang Wenqi heard this, and his lips opened slightly, as if he was smiling.

This night, He Xiangdong was very uncomfortable, crying silently, many times the emotions are accumulated to a certain extent, and in a special environment, they will explode. He has been really bitter and bitter all these years, crying more than any child of the same age, but he really didn't blame the master for half a point, without the master there would be no him.

……

Illness comes like a mountain, and illness goes like a thread. Fang Wenqi was sick for a week, and after that, he could get up and walk, and then He Xiangdong resigned from his job to Lao Zhou, and he was going to go back to Tianjin with his master to have a look.

In fact, he himself wants to go back to Tianjin to see, he wants to go back to the city where he has his best memories, and he also wants to find the reason for the decline of cross talk in this cross talk nest, why does it seem to be over overnight.