Chapter 14: Partner

Today is the first time Wang Shiqi has taken Zheng Yuan out.

The place where he went was not far away, but Wang Shiqi started to prepare three days ago as if he was planning to go abroad. Zheng Yuan looked at him checking the route and booking a car, and felt a little funny: "It's better not to take me with you if you spend so much time." ā€

"How can it be done, this is the first action of our duo's comeback, so we have to be cautious." He looked at the notebook carefully: "Hey, it wasn't so troublesome, the main thing is that my car broke down......"

"Then take the bus," Zheng Yuan raised his eyes to look at him: "What are you afraid of?" ā€

You knowingly asked this. Wang Shiqi scratched his head and didn't speak, but Zheng Yuan instantly connected to his brainwave: "Oh, are you still afraid that I will lose control?" ā€

Wang Shiqi's head shook like a rattle: "No, how come, I know you won't." ā€

Zheng Yuan really smiled this time: "How do you know, you are not a roundworm in my stomach." ā€

"I—I just know." Wang Shiqi's expression became serious: "Because of the case we are investigating...... Someone is hurting, and I can't sit idly by, and neither can you. ā€

The same goes for you, even if it's you who hurts the most right now.

But we're still going to climb into that boat. Then we can get rid of me and you, and many more who are suffering.

Zheng Yuan understood the meaning in his eyes, he put on his worn backpack and stretched out his hand to Wang Shiqi: "Then, let's go." ā€

It's not a good weather outside. The heat and humidity were blowing in the face, and the cumulonimbus clouds in the distance were pressing down on the army.

"It's going to rain." Wang Shiqi sniffed the watery smell in the air, they were walking within a kilometer of the telephone booth as the center, after entering the actual street scene, some things became clearer, such as a considerable number of shantytowns along the river to be demolished, dilapidated small brick buildings have been sealed by the demolition team, but you can still see traces of life: laundry detergent foam accumulated at the mouth of the sewer, black wires that are privately connected, this kind of place is often a sojourn for people with suspicious identities. Between the caves, connecting the phone booth and the intermediary shop where Gu Tianqing was, they found an alley that only allowed one person to pass through.

In this way, the physical distance is greatly reduced.

Wang Shiqi exchanged a look with Zheng Yuan, who looked left and right, and nodded at a nearby grocery store with his chin: "That's it." ā€

They planned to squat and bet on whether Gu Tianqing would pass by here.

The sultry wind blew hard outside the door, but it barely penetrated the inside of the shop. Wang Shiqi bit the soda straw and blew bubbles into the bottle boredly. Zheng Yuan leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed, his face motionless towards the outside, as if he was looking at something, as if he hadn't seen anything.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Wang Shiqi stretched out his foot and kicked his trouser leg, but there was no response, so he picked up the straw mischievously and blew the warm carbon acid onto his face. Zheng Yuan really jumped up all of a sudden-ha, no matter how autistic and depressed he is, it's not that he can't resist his natural cleanliness. Wang Shiqi laughed in his heart, blew again, Zheng Yuan wiped his face, and finally couldn't help but turn around and punch him.

"You're not done."

"Ah, I'm willing to speak." Wang Shiqi spit the straw back into the bottle and staggered over to hit him on the shoulder. "Eh, don't you remember that there was such a place in front of our house before."

Zheng Yuan winked at him, and his flickering eyelashes were the same as when he was a child.

The boring adolescence is so long that it seems to be a never-ending boyhood, when Wang Shiqi had not yet begun to jump, and he was childish and followed Zheng Yuan's ass as a follower. One day I had a fight with someone from the school, and in the evening Zheng Yuan came to do his homework, and suddenly threw a pen and twisted his jaw. "Who did it?" His delicate eyebrows were twisted together, and his eyes stared at the bruises on Wang Shiqi's face.

"I didn't ...... I fell on my own. He snorted, turned his face back with a weak heart, and heard Zheng Yuan say next to him: "If you don't tell the truth, you will be thrown every day in the future." ā€

Wang Shiqi shuddered, and immediately turned back with a crying face: "Zhou Quanyou, they asked me for money." ā€

"How much."

"Five...... Five hundred, the make-up fee, all taken away. ā€

Zheng Yuan's eyes widened, and he looked angry. Wang Shiqi shrank his neck in fright: "I didn't plan to give it, I robbed it with them, but there were too many people to rob it, ......and I couldn't rob it."

Wang Shiqi's tears swirled in his eyes, and Zheng Yuan's scolding words were all stuck in his throat. He sat there, his knuckles tapping on the table, and finally spoke: "Follow me, find him." ā€

"Huh? But...... They have a lot of ......."

Zhou Quanyou went to the martial arts school for two years, he was the king and hegemon in the class, and there were two cousins in the next class, each of whom formed a gang, and every time after class, a large group of people got together, not to mention that two people couldn't beat it, and five or ten more would be the same as giving people their heads.

"Silly you, what's the use of just fighting, you have to outwit it."

In the afternoon of the next day, Zheng Yuan took advantage of the cleaning to pull two exercise books from Zhou Quanyou's drawer, and asked Wang Shiqi to carry them to Zhou's house in a plastic bag - at this time, Zhou Quanyou was still playing street fighter in the game hall, and he didn't know his next fate. The door opened, and Zhou Quanyou's mother leaned out with glasses that looked like the bottom of a wine bottle, and saw Wang Shiqi's face soften: "Ah, isn't this the kid from Deputy Director Wang's family, what's wrong?" Wang Shiqi flashed his eyes, and stumbled out the words that Zheng Yuan taught him: "Ah, Auntie, it seems that classmate Zhou forgot to take two homework books at school, so I sent them to him." You, you see if it's his. ā€

The other side took the bag with a stack of thanks, and before he could say a few more greetings, Wang Shiqi had already blushed and ran, his steps were fast, and he turned around and crashed into the arms of Zheng Yuan, who was waiting at the root of the wall.

"Did you give it?"

"Give, give." Wang Shiqi stood up straight against the wall, wiping his sweat in a panic: "He won't be killed, right?" ā€

Zheng Yuan put a foreign pictorial in the thoughtful exercise book, the kind with more meat and less clothes.

"What do you care about him?" Zheng Yuan rubbed his head: "Wait, this matter is not over yet." ā€

"Huh? Yes? He's going to be beaten, what else is going to happen? ā€

"Fool, what is this called revenge, if you are beaten, you will be beaten back with your own hands." Zheng Yuan looked at his eyes and paused word by word: "Otherwise, you won't grow up in your life." ā€

Only at that moment did Wang Shiqi understand what Zheng Yuan meant. The following Saturday, Zhou Quanyou was really absent from his brothers, Zheng Yuan led Wang Shiqi to ambush in a small store, the soda was churning with orange foam, sweat was flowing down the honey-colored back, the old electric fan was creaking, and diagonally opposite them was the closed courtyard gate of Zhou Quanyou's house.

Zheng Yuan said, when that kid comes out, you will go up and hold the person down, and you will beat him wherever he beats you.

He didn't want to go, he didn't dare to go, and he didn't dare not go. It was terrible to be beaten, and it was even more terrible to be ridiculed and teased by Zhou Quanyou, who was tall and tall before being beaten, which made Zheng Yuan angry...... He didn't even dare to think about it.

Wang Shiqi clenched his fists, and his toes grasped the ground through the rubber shoes. The sultry air is like a frozen ***, and the breath burns hot and flowing fire at the tip of the nose. With a squeak, the courtyard door slowly opened, and at that moment, a sudden strong wind penetrated them, dark clouds advanced like a chariot, and when the first drop of rain fell, he heard Zheng Yuan's voice in his ear: "It's coming." ā€

Wang Shiqi gritted his teeth and rushed out with his head shut.

Zhou Quanyou, who came out to take out the garbage, was knocked down in the rain, and he was so surprised that he couldn't scream. Wang Shiqi straddled his body, punching him one after another, the torrential rain was like a waterfall, and the sound of flesh and bone collision was hidden by the sound of rain, one punch, another punch, blood flowed out of his fingers, his nails were broken, but he didn't feel any pain at all, he felt that something in his body was ignited, and it swelled up from the lower abdomen, almost burning through his flesh and skin.

He couldn't remember how he got home. Only dimly knew that Zheng Yuan gave him a change of clothes and helped him dry his hair. He fell headlong into bed and slept until late in the evening, awakened by a wave of pain that ran over the joints of his body. "It hurts." He got up and pointed to his knees, Zheng Yuan held a book and leaned to the side to read, without turning his eyes.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Wang Shiqi crawled over to find water to drink with his eyelids half-closed, and slowly cleared his eyes, he cleared his throat: "Actually, Zhou Quanyou is not so scary." ā€

"Actually, it's not that scary to fight."

"It's just that it hurts, obviously I haven't been beaten here, and here, what's going on, it suddenly hurts." He rubbed his elbow and put his finger on Zheng Yuan's book, and the other party finally raised his eyes and touched the bruises on his fingernails.

"It's called growing pains."

"What are growing pains?"

"It's just that you're going to grow up."

"Really? Am I going to grow taller? ā€

"yes."

"Then how tall will I have to be in the future, is there one meter six, one meter seven?" He jumped up a little excitedly: "Will it be taller than you in the future?" ā€

"Dream on you, I'm still taller, I'm older than you." Zheng Yuan smacked his head, packed his schoolbag and went back. After that, he grew ten centimeters taller, of course, this record is not worth mentioning in front of Wang Shiqi's sudden rise to 1.85 meters in a year.

- Ever since he grew taller, he has stood in front of me. Zheng Yuan thought of this sentence thoughtlessly, and then realized that he had been staring at the back of Wang Shiqi's head. He hurriedly turned his gaze away, and was unaware that his sleeve was pulled by someone, and he staggered forward.

"Here we are." Wang Shiqi said, leading him into the rain.