53 Chapter 53
Li Yunchong was Cheng Yun's first friend in Beijing.
It's ironic to say, because the two of them are not related in any way.
But they got closer.
Cheng Yun is not stupid, and she is not naΓ―ve. There have been many men who have been good to her since she was a child, and she knows why.
She accepted his kindness.
Later, there was a casual conversation, and Li Yunchong remembered his first encounter that day. He said Cheng Yun, you are still too young, a stranger will give you a cup of tea and you will drink it, do you know how many girls have been drugged in the water.
Cheng Yun looked at him.
A woman who traveled back and forth to the streets and alleys in her teenage years had seen many corrupt customers at the bottom of society, would she not know these things?
But she didn't explain.
On that cold winter night, she accepted the cup of ginger jujube tea, and she recognized what was in it.
The day after drinking that cup of tea, someone informed her that the company's insurance officer was going to have a meeting, and Cheng Yun went.
Cheng Yun didn't like to listen to those lengthy meetings, so she sat at the back, her head down and playing with her fingers.
She heard the voice of the person in front of her stop, thought she had been discovered, and put away her hand and looked up.
Then she met Li Yunchong.
Li Yunchong was dressed in a suit. Cheng Yun rarely knew men in suits, and even fewer who were well-dressed, as soon as Li Yunchong came in, the simple conference room was instantly solemn.
He seemed to have come to inspect the work, and the person holding the meeting cautiously reported the content of the work to him, and Li Yunchong gave a few words of advice, and then left.
Cheng Yun asked the person next to him who that person was.
The people next to me didn't know, so they guessed that it might be the company's CEO.
Cheng Yun bowed her head.
No wonder he asked her a lot of questions about Pingtai Insurance that night, but she couldn't remember it, so Li Yunchong smiled and said, "Yo, I can't remember such a basic thing, this company needs to have a meeting for training."
It was also by chance that Cheng Yun ran into Li Yunchong again, they bumped into each other at the door of the company, and Cheng Yun said hello to him. Li Yunchong stood up and asked her, "How are you doing?" β
Cheng Yun said it was okay.
Li Yunchong was busy with work, so he only left one sentence: "If you need help, you can mention it to me." β
This sentence took root in Cheng Yun's heart. I have to say that for Cheng Yun at that time, Li Yunchong was like a big tree, she didn't know how deep his roots were and how high his crown was, she only knew that he was in the world she had seen, almost standing up to the sky.
At that time, several months had passed since she arrived in Beijing, and Wang Qinan had no news at all. When she is so busy with work, she even forgets why she came to Beijing.
But all her dreams are about him.
She missed his arms, his face, his blood, and the way he spoke in a rough voice.
She misses the night that belonged to them.
Finally, on a summer evening, Cheng Yun went to find Li Yunchong.
After knocking on the door, she buried her head in her thoughts, and heard the sound of the door opening, and raised her head.
Li Yunchong looked into a pair of autumn pupils.
The corners of his eyes were rubbed with pale red pink, like a maple leaf in late autumn, and like a crying play.
She wears a light-colored tunic with an open zipper, a black camisole, and a lace skirt underneath. The material of the short skirt is hard, the corners are cocked, and the uncut thread sways inadvertently in the night breeze.
This dress is simply extremely cheap.
And what about the people under the clothes?
Li Yunchong contemplated. Cheng Yun raised her hand and took off her coat.
Black suspenders, white to clear skin. Her two collarbones are straight and slender, and her shoulders are as thin as cicada wings.
The eyes are shining, and the black hair is like fire.
"You help me find someone." She said.
Li Yunchong's face was deep.
Her voice was restless in the sweltering summer heat.
"You can do whatever you want."
They stood at the door for a long time. During this time, no one came to inquire, and the house was as silent as a cemetery.
As time went on, Cheng Yun gradually felt that she might have been rejected.
Women tend to be sensitive to their feelings about certain things. Sure enough, Li Yunchong took a light breath, and his voice couldn't be lowered. "Put your clothes on."
Cheng Yun picked her lips, she threw it lightly, the clothes fell into Li Yunchong's hand, took half a step forward, stuck to his jawhorn, and said:
"You can help me put it on."
Li Yunchong was rarely frightened, surprised by her boldness and freshness.
The daily desire makes the woman suffocate a coquettishness, and as the sweat penetrates deep into the bone marrow, it is inferior and thick.
Midsummer night, love day, time stopped.
In such a hot weather, Li Yunchong was still wearing a shirt with buttons tied to the neckline, Cheng Yun raised his hand and opened the first button.
Li Yunchong suddenly grabbed her hand.
He didn't admit that his fingertips were trembling.
Staring at him, she asked, "Is there someone in my heart?" β
He actually said, "No." β
Cheng Yun smiled. Only then did Li Yunchong react to what he said, and his heart was twisted.
He pushed her away.
Cheng Yun's eyes were bright, and after a while, she finally lowered her head.
Her tenderness disappeared too quickly, so fast that Li Yunchong's lips pursed like threads. He was not surprised, for the affection was not for him in the first place.
This selfish woman.
Cheng Yun wasn't embarrassed, she just felt tired.
The vast city of Beijing is so big that you can't finish it in a lifetime.
Carrying his clothes and turning around. Li Yunchong spoke behind her without a trace of emotion: "Think about what you want to say and come over tomorrow morning." β
Cheng Yun turned around, and Li Yunchong had already closed the door.
The next morning, I went to look for him again, and at five o'clock, Li Yunchong was woken up by her from a dream.
"You don't sleep?"
Cheng Yun was very haggard, and all the makeup on her face had been spent.
Li Yunchong let her enter the house, Cheng Yun couldn't wait, but every time she opened her mouth, Li Yunchong pushed her back lukewarmly. He wasn't in a hurry at all, and patted Cheng Yun on the shoulder, "Go sit over there." Yawned, "I'll make a cup of tea." β
His calm and calm appearance made Cheng Yun unable to speak. Li Yunchong went to boil water to make tea, obviously he was still very sleepy, but his movements were precise and in place. Wash the cup, drop the tea, brew the ...... Every process is meticulously carved and meticulous.
"Drink some green tea in the summer." Li Yunchong handed Cheng Yun a cup, "You clear the heat and reduce the fire." "Pour yourself a cup," I refreshed. β
Cheng Yun took the cup and took a sip. It's fragrant, and she doesn't understand anything other than that.
Li Yun Chongwu drank tea by himself, drank a cup before putting it down, and said to Cheng Yun: "Let's talk about it." β
Cheng Yun told him everything.
From the day she met Wang Qinan, she told Li Yunchong about their experiences. She spoke somewhat incoherently, and she thought of where to say it.
Thanks to the simplicity of the story, it doesn't need to be asked.
Li Yunchong listened with a match.
It was a cloudy day, there was no sun, Li Yunchong didn't turn on the lights, he didn't turn on the air conditioner, and the house was hot and dark.
In the whole building, there was only the sound of Cheng Yun's speech and the faint sound of birdsong.
Li Yunchong looked at the tea in the cup, and suddenly had a feeling.
Innocence can be wished.
Persistent to the end, body, eyes, heart, eyes, all look at one place, time and past, only refers to one person.
He wasn't infected by their ordinary story, but instead of being infected, he simply dismissed. But he still remembered Wang Qinan's nameβfor reasons he couldn't tell.
After telling the whole story, the last bit of strength was used up, and Cheng Yun fell on the sofa and fainted. Li Yunchong called in a low voice, and Aunt Hong came out of the back room and quietly went upstairs to get a thin blanket.
He let her sleep next to him.
On the big tree, a tired bird occasionally landed. The tree flicked its branches and foliage to see the scars on its wings.
Li Yunchong asked someone to investigate, and if such a person was really found, the Northeast police were wanted. Li Yunchong looked at the information in his hand. The man in the photo has a fierce face, a dignified gaze, a flat head, and a broken right eyebrow.
His appearance is handsome and tough.
Li Yunchong only glanced at it and put it aside.
He asked someone to find it, but it was a bit ironic that he asked the police to find it.
On the road that Cheng Yun is pursuing, Li Yunchong has become a partner in a sense.
Li Yunchong helped her, no matter how much effort he put in, for Cheng Yun, he was helping her after all.
She wanted to repay him.
After saving half a month's money to invite Li Yunchong to a barbecue, working overtime to sell insurance policies, and after hearing that he had spoken for two or three hours at a meeting at the headquarters, she rushed to his house in the evening just to deliver a box of throat lozenges.
It was natural for her to do this, so naturally that Li Yunchong would wonder from time to time if this was a scheming woman deliberately planning something.
At the end of his thoughts, he would always give up.
Her love is too straightforward, sometimes so straightforward that Li Yunchong thinks she is very naΓ―ve. Her feelings were completely entrusted to Wang Qinan, and she was eager to contribute.
Soon after, there was news of Wang Qinan, but it was not good news.
"Manslaughter." Li Yunchong did not have reservations, and told Cheng Yun the news he received, "The time was about three days ago, in Tongzhou. β
"Killed whom?"
"The resident of a small inn is also a wanted criminal, and I really don't know what these people from the same camp are killing each other." Li Yunchong observed Cheng Yun as he spoke, he felt that she was not afraid, she was just excited, so excited that her hands were clenched.
"Where is he?" Cheng Yun stood up, as if she was going to rush out to find someone in the next second.
"I haven't found it yet." But it should be soon, Li Yunchong narrowed his eyes in his heart.
Do you believe that there is a feeling between lovers?
If it was before, Li Yunchong would have scoffed at this kind of question, but after meeting Cheng Yun, he would occasionally start to think.
Because the day after Li Yunchong told Cheng Yun about the matter, Cheng Yun found Wang Qinan.
After Wang Qinan fled for such a long time, he had become violent and sensitive, like a blood-stained knife. He dragged Cheng Yun β‘β‘ in a dilapidated garage, sweating profusely and panting.
The moment it fell on her, the knife was unsheathed.
"I've been back once." He said.
"Looking for me?"
"Hmm. Who knew you were so stupid, you came to Beijing, how could you have the money, come here to drink the northwest wind. β
"Aren't you stupid, go back to Baicheng, and you're not afraid of being caught?"
"You still don't admit your mistake!" The man's eyes are wide, and he likes people and likes to be fierce. He pretended to be angry and pinched Cheng Yun's buttocks, and then he was fascinated by the soft and round hand under his hand, and buried his head in kissing.
You're stupid, I'm stupid, two fools hugging each other.
Cheng Yun said: "Brother Nan, I'll find someone to help us, okay?" β
Wang Qinan suddenly raised his head, his eyes cautious.
Who?
Who can help them now?
"Someone I know in Beijing." Cheng Yun said, "It's amazing. β
Wang Qinan sneered, "How powerful?" β
"I don't know."
Wang Qinan was lying on Cheng Yun's soft chest, he didn't speak again, he was too tired. Cheng Yun hugged the man in disarray, looked at the moon outside the garage, and muttered, "Just slow down." β
It would be nice to slow down any more time.
Wang Qinan finally agreed with Cheng Yun's words.
On the contrary, Cheng Yun was a little worried. "Do you want to take another look?"
"No, you don't." Wang Qinan grasped every minute and every second, licked Chengyun's delicate neck, and stroked her body, as if he was replenishing his energy.
He raised his head, and his crossed eyebrows looked violent and treacherous, but when his gaze fell on Cheng Yun's eyes, violence turned into strength, and treachery turned into tenderness. "People who are similar attract each other." He kissed it, still believing it, "Everyone around you is sentient." β
Cheng Yun didn't care about anything else, just held his face and asked, "Are you too?" β
Wang Qinan grinned and touched her sly. Cheng Yun grabbed the hand and bit it hard.
Wang Qinan said expressionlessly: "Lao Tzu has killed people with this hand. β
Cheng Yun said: "If there is really no way, you can use it to kill me again." After she finished speaking, she added, half-jokingly and half-seriously, "But you have to kill yourself right away, so that you can meet sooner in the next life." β
Wang Qinan's eyes were surging, and there was blood under his eyes.
"Yes, Lao Tzu will take you with him when he dies."
Li Yunchong found someone to meet Wang Qinan alone, but Cheng Yun didn't know.
Li Yunchong didn't see him in person, he really didn't want to force himself, and it was enough to read the information.
Wang Qinan has a strong sense of alertness, he is cornered, and this may be the only hope.
At that time, the Ministry of Public Security took the Northeast underworld as a key target and filed a case for investigation, and Wang Qinan was a worm under the general trend.
Li Yunchong didn't want him to take Chengyun into the water. But he doesn't want to do things absolutely because he has three points for everything. So he asked someone to ask Wang Qinan how much money he was given, and he was willing to go by himself.
"Why yourself?" Wang Qinan asked.
The man didn't answer the question, what do you think?
Wang Qinan thought for a while and gave Li Yunchong a number.
Li Yunchong was slightly surprised when he heard that number - if this man didn't think he was already obsessed with Cheng Yun, he was desperate.
But no matter what point it is, in that era, he dared to burst such a price, and it was not bold.
Li Yunchong agreed.
Cheng Yun didn't know about this.
She only knew that Wang Qinan came to her once later.
In the middle of the night, Wang Qinan was wearing a vest, his face was gray and abrupt, and only a pair of eyes were as bright as a wolf.
He stared at Cheng Yun and said word by word: "I have to hide in the future." β
Cheng Yun told him: "Wherever you hide, there are two people, and I will be with you for the rest of my life." β
Wang Qinan pointed to the sky, the night was cloudy, dark clouds, and it was about to rain heavily.
"God look at it, you lied to me to be struck by lightning."
She knocked him on the head.
"Okay." Wang Qinan thought about it and kissed her fiercely, "I'll borrow some money." β
"Borrowing money? Where to borrow? β
Wang Qinan touched her head, it was rare to be fragile, and she suffered from gains and losses. "Lao Tzu is so poor, what should you do if you run away. I'm shameless this time. He took a deep breath and said fiercely: "Pay him back in the future!" β
"What?" She still didn't get it.
Wang Qinan didn't say more, kissed her, and left a sentence, "You wait for me." β
You wait for me.
You wait for me.
The three words floated into Li Yunchong's ears and he laughed out loud.
"Garbage." He finally commented.
When Wang Qinan was arrested, Li Yunchong was cooking soup at home.
Guiyuan stewed chicken soup, four hours of heat, calm the nerves and spleen, vitality and moisturize the skin.
At that time, it was the peak period of the strike-hard crackdown, and there were countless deaths, deaths, injuries and injuries every day.
In a month's time, Cheng Yun was as thin as a withered flower.
Li Yunchong took her to his home to recuperate.
He never told her about Wang Qinan, he only told her that some people's words are not worth believing, otherwise you will wait here to see if he will come to you.
Cheng Yun didn't hear it.
She couldn't do her job anymore, every time she was in a daze, Li Yunchong asked her what she was thinking, and she said that she was homesick, thinking about the snow in the northeast, and thinking about the rime in Baicheng that they had seen together.
Cheng Yun was lying in a big bed, white sheets and white quilts, like a wounded bird lying among the feathers. She buried her face in the pillow, she liked this position the most, fell into Wang Qinan's strong arm, pinched the tattoo on his arm, pinched his skin red, and couldn't help but scold her.
Li Yunchong stood outside the door and watched.
Birds are persistent and fragile.
It's stunningly beautiful.
Li Yunchong didn't know when he fell in love.
By the time he reacted, he was used to the healing wild bird that had happened to land on his branches.
Give it a try. Picked up halfway, not valuable, trained...... It doesn't matter.
He said to himself, give her a chance, give it a try.
Six months later, Wang Qinan died in prison.
I heard that Wang Qinan was sick before he died. Maybe it's a heart disease.
Li Yunchong didn't know what he was thinking when he died.
Do you also think of home, of the snow in the Northeast, of the rime of Baicheng that he and that woman have seen together. 166 Reading Network