Chapter 698: Going Home
"I'm tired, let's find a place to rest."
Jiang Futing took a careful look at the surrounding environment, and the road surface on the mountainside was completely unformed, either the land was broken, or the stones were piled up, and there was no one to settle down.
He replied, "If you bear with me, you will be able to rest when you get to the bottom of the mountain."
The refusal was not dragged at all, blocking Bai Tang's original draft of the abdomen without any use.
However, Jiang Futing's physical strength did slowly reach a critical point, and the speed in the back became slower and slower, and after helping the last person to come down from the stone pile of the fault, his hands and feet were already numb as if they were his own.
When he lifted his leg again, he was completely unconscious, his face changed, and he quickly covered it again, pretending to walk forward as if nothing happened, and his steps were extremely stiff.
Bai Tang would always pay attention to his situation, and that little strangeness did not escape his eyes.
He said directly: "If you can't hold on, take a break, if you don't take good care of your parents, it will ruin your parents' minds!"
Jiang Futing looked at the rest of the road, the chaos was chaotic, but the terrain had flattened, and it would not be as difficult to walk as before.
He replied without changing his face: "It's okay, I'm going to rest with you."
Bai Tang wanted to knock out this person who didn't eat oil and salt, and see what was in this person's head.
Don't wait until you reach your destination, the people are wasted, and his family will find him to settle the accounts together, the Jiang family is now a big business, and he will have no land to make a living by then.
Bai Tang made up a series of wealthy grudges from the TV, and his footsteps fell behind Jiang Futing.
He pondered Jiang Futing's back, revealing an expression of who else could not be, and then followed Jiang Futing's side and said reluctantly: "Hey! It's not easy to see you, so I, as a senior brother, will sacrifice myself and carry you back. β
To be honest, for Jiang Futing now, the temptation is indeed great, but the dignity is there, how can he let another man carry it.
He turned his head sideways and looked at Bai Tangxuan's condescending appearance: "I don't need you to sacrifice, I can go."
Bai Tang's face stiffened, so he almost knelt on the ground, prostrated in front of him, and begged him to get on his back.
talked too much, and was afraid of poking at the self-esteem he had been trying to hide.
"Whoa!" Bai Tang shook his arm and thought of the best of both worlds.
Jiang Futing watched the white dangling arms swing in front of his eyes, just as the attraction of a person who had been hungry for a month saw a pig's knuckle.
He hesitated for a moment, but he couldn't handle his body, and finally his wrist went up.
After a long journey, I finally reached the bottom of the mountain.
The roads that were not very good were densely blocked, and the flashing police lights blinded people's eyes.
The moment Zhou Qi saw the two of them from afar, he immediately greeted them.
"You guys can be regarded as coming out, I didn't expect such a serious mountain accident to happen in the morning, if it weren't for Ning Yuan's instructions before leaving, let me believe you, I would have searched the mountain."
"Ouch! Regardless of whether he tells him or not, if you are half an hour late, I will take someone in to search! β
He stuffed a machine gun in his mouth, and suddenly opened it straight, throwing away all the stability that had been tempered for nearly half a year.
Jiang Futing gave Bai Tang a sure look, leaned on Bai Tang's weight and continued to walk forward, explaining simply: "Without the mountain road, it is inconvenient to come down."
Zhou Qi looked very understanding, and nodded vigorously.
Jiang Futing and Bai Tang made a great contribution to this case no matter what they said, and he followed him very carefully.
The hand wanted to go up, but it didn't feel appropriate, so I could only retract it helplessly.
When the two of them walked to the car door, he opened the door for them very cleverly: "It's been a tired day, go in quickly."
Good rest. β
"Thank you." Jiang Futing nodded politely, and the moment he sat down, his body was so tired that he didn't recognize his six relatives, and he directly half lay down.
By the time the police had counted the numbers, it was too late to get back to the city.
He and Bai Tang had dinner again, and when they came out of the store, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.
In the early summer night, the sound of crickets has already opened the night music, high and low, like the beating waves one after another.
The sweltering heat wrapped in the scent of grass came from all directions, washing the tired brain, and the night breeze with heat slapped on the face.
The tiredness on Jiang Futing's face was swept away, and even his heart suddenly sobered up a little.
In that hopeless river of time, he felt for the first time that life was so beautiful and splendid.
Even if it's the ants on the ground, it's these things that make the world wonderful.
He has never been like in this moment, full of homecoming**.
He suddenly understood, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, Bai Tang said at his doorstep, "It's so good." β
Compared with those endless nothingness, there is no so-called real chasm that cannot be crossed.
Misunderstandings, conflicts, hatreds, all human flaws are nothing to mention in that vast ocean.
The time between people, such a comparison, is short-lived, but it is short-lived.
To have that moment of dawn and to be able to firmly grasp and cherish it is already quite lucky and happy.
The two of them looked at each other without saying a word, and when they walked to the intersection where the hotel came out, Jiang Futing suddenly stopped.
Bai Tang turned his head and looked at him inexplicably: "What's wrong?"
As soon as he finished asking, he noticed that his expression was a little wrong, and he chased after him and asked, "Is it uncomfortable or what's the matter?"
Jiang Futing looked at him and said seriously, "I'm going to go back to my house tonight."
The sudden decision surprised Bai Tang, and he looked at the time on his phone: "It's so late, your parents are also asleep, you can go back tomorrow if you want to."
Somehow, Jiang Futing's mind suddenly remembered the last time he went back in the middle of the night, Lin Jin dozed off in the living room and waited for him.
He ascertained, "She won't."
Bai Tang didn't understand where he got the confidence to say 'she won't', but his black pupils suddenly shone brightly, and the light that had always made him envious.
Bai Tang was silent, and did not dissuade him again: "Then you go, give me a message back when you get home."
Jiang Futing nodded, stopped a taxi, and rushed home.
When you go to the door of the familiar community, it always feels like a thing of the last century.
Occasionally, there are three or two people who come in and out, probably coming out to cool off in the middle of the night, or coming back from eating barbecue in a group.
He walked to his unit and didn't rush up to it, but looked up.
The tall floors stabbed into the sky, and when you looked at it up close with your eyes, it seemed like it was about to collapse, and it was hard for people to breathe.
The panes of every house were clearly extinguished, and he found the floor of his house, the largest one being the direction of the living room.
The curtains had been drawn, but the faint dim light could still be seen through.
At this moment, the light seemed to pass through the glass, swim through the night, and gently and slowly step into the heart.
Without further ado, he walked into the building.
When he came out of the elevator, Jiang Futing kept his hands and feet light, he opened the door, did not turn on the light in the entrance, and changed his slippers almost silently.
As he walked to the edge of the living room, he heard faint breathing.
The breath was shallow, but it was like a sledgehammer hitting his eardrums.
Jiang Futing stopped, took a deep breath, and then crept on.
The living room is just lit up with a wattage that is not high
The detector light looks a little dim, but with an indescribable warmth.
I saw a woman with light makeup nestled deep in the sofa, her head hanging down, and the hair on her sideburns fell from both sides to cover her eyes.
But I haven't seen each other for a while, but it's been a long time.
Lin Jin has obviously lost a lot of weight because of hard work, there is less flesh on his cheeks, his cheekbones are prominent, and no matter how thick the foundation is, he can't cover the traces of time.
Her somewhat sunken eyes sank into Jiang Futing's heart, as if a large piece of her heart had been stripped away.
Shame and pity came up at once.
Jiang Futing sat down beside her very carefully, but the slight strangeness of the sofa still made Lin Jin wake up from his alert light sleep.
Since experiencing an incident at Jiang Li's family last year, Lin Jin's sleep has not been very good, there will always be a nerve in her head, 24 hours, every minute and every second, a little wind and grass, can make her immediately shocked.
She jerked her head up and saw the person sitting next to her, and froze there in astonishment, thinking that she was asleep and misunderstood.
Lin Jin pressed his eye sockets, and when he opened his eyes again, Jiang Futing sat next to her in the same posture as he had just now, smiling lightly.
Broken!
Not a dream! That's the illusion!
This is really thinking about my son, and I have something wrong with my brain!
She slapped her face directly, delusionally trying to get rid of the 'illusion' in front of her.
Jiang Futing was frightened by Lin Jin's increasingly exaggerated reaction, and hurriedly grabbed her hand: "Mom!"
Lin Jin was stunned by him, trying to tell if this was an auditory hallucination or a real one.
"If you are my own son, you can pinch me." She said confusedly.
Jiang Futing turned on the chandelier on the ceiling when she was not fully awake, sat down and said, "Why am I pinching you?"
"If you don't pinch me, then I'll pinch you." As soon as she finished speaking, she didn't give Jiang Futing a chance to refuse, so she squeezed him on the arm.
talked about his son, but he really didn't treat it as his own son.
"Shhh
The soreness of his limbs didn't recover so quickly, and his face almost didn't tense up when he pinched it like this.
Lin Jin rubbed his arm embarrassedly and distressedly, and sighed in disbelief: "Reallyβit's not!" Why did you come back all of a sudden? β
She originally thought that his son would go out for at least a month because he didn't deal with Lao Jiang because of professional matters.
After all, Lao Jiang's side-
Although he was angry at first, he was his own son in the end.
However, the father and son themselves don't communicate much, and even if they really have any sincere words, they won't tell each other, most of them are transferred out of their own mouths.
But her son's sudden appearance here without warning at this moment really shocked her.
Before Jiang Futing could open his mouth to speak, Lin Jin stood up again and walked to the kitchen: "By the way, you haven't come back for a while, the milk delivery hasn't fallen for a day, and there is just left today, I'll go and warm it up for you."
The words he brewed into his mouth became simple: "Well, good."
The milk pot on the stove gurgled and rolled, and the sound of bubbles bursting against the glass bottle inside, banging on the ground.
Jiang Futing looked at the steam overflowing from the pot, and Lin Jin said some trivial and homely words in his ear.
There is no nutrition, but it can nourish people's hearts little by little.
"If you have anything to buy or use in college, remember to tell your mother, I will prepare it for you in advance, so as not to panic and drop things before the start of school."
Jiang Futing couldn't help but laugh a little: "How many times have I fallen on things since I went to school?"
In the past few minutes, he has completely relaxed his tense body for several days, and he has also relaxed a lot when he speaks.
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