"Hey.... Feed..... If you have something to say, hang up if you have nothing to do, the computer will freeze......" Xiao Han had a cigarette in his mouth, and the cigarette he spit out floated out of the window as soon as he spoke, and he dropped the mobile phone impatiently, and the phone was also hung up, and his bony fingers rubbed the mouse, moving quickly, everything went smoothly and in one go.

Xiao Mo stared at the phone with a black screen, crossed the password, and then frowned and dialed it back.

Xiao Han's mobile phone ringtone is so popular that it can't be done, Apple has one of its own ringtones, glanced at the name on the screen, pressed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray, and scratched it three times before answering the phone.

"Xiao Han." Thermo tentatively called him by his nickname.

"Don't worry, I'll pick you up at the station when you come back tomorrow, at half past ten in the morning, right?" Xiao Han turned on the lighter as he spoke, turned it on and closed it back and forth a few times, almost burned his hands, and couldn't help but curse again, fuck.

"Riding a bike?" Xiao Mo smiled.

"Yes, your son will only ride a bicycle and wronged you."

"No, I didn't mean that, the bike was good, and I didn't bring anything."

"The takeaway has arrived, and it's hanging." Xiao Han turned off the computer, slapped his phone on the table, and got up to open the door for the takeaway.

It looks ruffian, but people still have a sense of safety, and they can open the door with confidence when they see the box with **takeout written on it from the cat's eye.

Xiao Han smiled at the delivery man contrivedly.

"It's your name Malatang, right? Well? Xiao Han? The delivery man looked at the young man in front of him who was wearing pajamas and two buttons on his chest, wearing slippers.

Xiao Han looked at the delivery man, then at the slippers on his feet, and said in his heart that he was the only one.

"I'm the only one in this room......." Xiao Han was speechless for a moment, he didn't know why it was the same sentence every time he ordered takeout, it was the same, just like talking to Xiao Mo.

Or is it because every time you open the door, you are alone, and you only open half of it, and you are afraid that the golden house will hide Jiao? Subconsciously looked around at the house that had lived N for a long time, it could be said that it was surrounded by four walls, and there was only one folding table in the huge living room, Xiao Han smiled unconsciously.

"Okay, I wish you a pleasant meal, remember the five-star review."

"I'll be happier if I don't ask this next time." Xiao Han carried the Malatang and put it on the folding table, this Malatang is newly opened, because it is downstairs, and there is no delivery fee for ordering takeout.

The residential building is not high, the house is an old building, the speed of the elevator is also very slow, the delivery man waited for about five minutes to come, just went upstairs too, if it were not for professional ethics, he had to kick the door and ask Xiao Han to compensate him for the money that was complained about overtime, after all, it is not easy for a person to run a few stores.

Xiao Han sat cross-legged on the ground, the living room was connected to the balcony, the sun fell on the beige floor, Xiao Han looked the best in the whole family, his facial features were so delicate that he couldn't find fault, he ate Xiangswen, holding chopsticks in his right hand, holding a tissue in his left hand, he had to stop to wipe his mouth after eating for a while, and he knew how many times he stopped when he folded a few layers of tissue.

After eating Malatang, drinking a glass of milk, washing his hands, he sat in front of the computer again, squinted his eyes and lit a cigarette, took a puff and sandwiched it between his knuckles, and spit out the cigarette out of the window.

"Xiao Han ....." Xiao Mo actually came back a long time ago, he had already gotten out of the car when he just called, and ate a bowl of preserved egg and lean porridge at a roadside stall, which was the one he often ate with Xiao Han, and the taste had not changed.

"Holy shit, Dad.... Didn't you say tomorrow? Ready to pick you up at the station. Xiao Han bounced up from the chair and quickly snuffed out the cigarette butt, his head was the three chapters of the agreement with Xiao Mo, and there was a smell of smoke in the room, and he couldn't hide it if he wanted to, so he didn't have time to spray air freshener.

Xiao Mo put down his luggage, looked at Xiao Han, and glanced at the ashtray again, the cigarette butts had been piled up into a small mountain, and it could be seen that he had been smoking for a long time, and he habitually splashed it into the trash can, and the dust raised made Xiao Mo frown.

"Why did you start smoking again? Want to get beaten? If you really move one day, you won't be able to find the north. Xiao Han's attitude made Xiao Mo a little uncomfortable, picked up a hardcover exercise book from his desk, flipped through it casually, the expression on his face was very intriguing, and he seemed to be smiling for a while.

"You can't beat me, if you want to beat me, I can fight back." Xiao Han snatched the exercise book, it should be said that it was a practice book full of red forks, and put it on the edge of the window, where Xiao Mo couldn't reach it, out of sight and out of mind.

"It's capable, Xiaohan, why haven't you been to school recently, the teachers of several of your subjects have called me and bombarded me indiscriminately, and the phone bill has been spent a lot, international long-distance ah, I have to apologize in a low voice, and I have to beg you when I come back." Xiao Mo didn't know how to start this conversation, he wanted to have a good conversation, but he still wanted to do his duty as a father.

"What?" Xiao Han asked Xiao Mo to repeat it, his eyes widened, and with a push of his hand, the exercise book made a perfect arc from the edge of the window, until he heard a scream from downstairs.

"Holy shit..."Xiao Han poked his head out of the window.

"MD, hit someone." Xiao Han added, quickly changed his pajamas and ran outside to the elevator room.

The elevator was stuck on the seventh floor and couldn't come down, and he rushed to the stairs again, as if he was being chased and killed.

The stairs of the old building are narrow, and Xiao Han jumps directly at the last two levels of each staircase, saving at least two minutes.

Just out of the door of the building, the uncle and aunt downstairs surrounded the place where the objects fell from the height tightly, and the mouth was a dialect, which probably means which has no public morality or is really lacking in morality, and the sound of swearing, the dialect of Wuhan City scolds people to pierce their hearts.

Xiao Han pulled his collar, found a breakthrough, and pushed away the two uncles standing there with an impatient face, Xiao Han knew, it was the uncle who scolded the two convenience stores downstairs at every turn, to be honest, the things sold by the hunchbacked uncle's house were really cheaper than the things sold by the lame uncle's house.

"Xiao Han? What are you here for? ”

Xiao Han just took two steps on his thigh and was hit with a crutch, this crutch should have been thrown over by the hunchback, and he scolded secretly in his heart, responding: "People who don't have a sense of public morality come to see the injured." ”

"Then you'll have to take a good look."

Xiao Han was hit with another cane, his thigh hurt, it really hurts...

The teenager lying on the ground looked like he was stunned, Xiao Han squatted down and took the exercise book away from the boy's face, the boy was very good-looking, the bridge of his nose was very straight, his eyelashes were long and slightly curled, and his appearance was just one word, absolutely! But Xiao Han felt that he was still worse than himself, and when he saw the young man wearing a cochlear on his left ear, his heart trembled.

When Xiao Mo stood by the window and looked down, he happened to see Xiao Han carrying the person on his back, and the lively scolding downstairs was scattered, Xiao Han was hit by the third stick, and he almost didn't stand firm and threw himself on the side of the road, what could he say? Do you scold the uncle's whole family? md…

"Stinky seller, what are you doing beating my son, believe it or not, I'll burn your shop." Xiao Mo's dialect was resentful.

"I'll beat him, I should beat him, Xiao Mo, you should take care of him, you have to take care of him." The hunchback also shouted upstairs in dialect.

In the midst of the scolding, Xiao Han sighed, stopped a taxi and fled the scene.

"Union Hospital."

"Okay, is it still a fixed price?" The driver's hippie smiling face Xiao Han was not happy when he looked at it.

"Invoicing." Xiao Han responded to the driver while putting the boy in the back seat, originally thinking about sitting in the passenger seat, but felt that it was rude to throw someone in the back seat, what if he woke up halfway? sat next to him, it was incredible, and he smashed such a beautiful boy who was a little worse than himself.

Xiao Han felt uncomfortable all the way, except for playing with his mobile phone to look at the scenery outside, and arrived at the gate of Union Hospital in about twenty minutes.

Fifteen pieces! It's only been less than twenty minutes! Xiao Han wondered if the meter was broken, he wanted to ask what the price was, but he was afraid that others would chew his tongue behind his back, so he scanned the code and paid.

Walking into the hospital with the teenager on his back.

Xiao Han sighed when he registered, the young man on his back was quite light, but after all, he was stunned by his exercise book full of forks, and he sighed helplessly, which attracted the dissatisfaction of the uncle and aunt behind him.

"Someone here has been knocked unconscious, please deal with it." Xiao Han put the boy on the chair next to him, looked at his long eyelashes, closed his eyes tightly, Xiao Han unconsciously reached out and played with the boy's cochlea.

"Please pay the fee." The doctor at the registration desk also looked very impatient, and quickly completed the registration process, without looking at Xiao Han during the whole process, as if he was tired of the work at the registration office.

"Give." Xiao Han took out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket and slapped it in front of the doctor, he was also very unhappy, thinking that the doctors in the hospital had this attitude, so how many patients would have to be sent away.

"Take it, you don't need so much money to register a number." The doctor rummaged through the drawers for change, one note after another, a handful of coins, and a medical record book.

"I don't have change, could it be that you let me conjure it?" Xiao Han carried the young man on his back, leaving the doctor with a back that could not be dragged.

"Are all young people like this now? It's rude. The doctor at the registration desk muttered, but Xiao Han heard it clearly.

............

Xiao Han carried the boy on his back and walked around the door of the brain department for a long time.

Why did the brain department expert number be hung up for a while? Xiao Han thought about taking the registration list and reading it carefully, and reluctantly understood that the young man was wearing silver-rimmed glasses and had a polite temperament, guessing that he must be a scholarly tyrant, afraid of being smashed and his head broken, and after waking up, he blamed him, so he hung up the brain expert number.

That's it! Yes, that's it! Xiao Han kept looking at the young man, and his name crossed over the display screen before he came back to his senses and carried the young man into the expert's office.

"His name is Xiao Han?" The neurologist looked up from a pile of folders, an old-fashioned ink-blotting fountain pen in his hand, scribbling on something.

"No, my name is Xiao Han, he was knocked unconscious, I don't know what his name is, so I will register with my name first." Xiao Han felt ridiculous, it was ridiculous, he clenched his fists and smashed the wall angrily.

After some tossing, Xiao Han watched the brain doctor's operation as fierce as a tiger, and his scalp was numb, for fear of being startled by the doctor's words, he kept holding his hands and sweating.

"That.... How's it going? Xiao Han glanced at the young man on the hospital bed, what was going on with a little distress?

"After filming the film, I have to be hospitalized for observation for a few days and go to the hospital." The brain doctor said to Xiao Han.

"Still going to be hospitalized, is it so serious?" In order not to delay his own affairs, Xiao Han hurriedly went to the inpatient department, handled the hospitalization, and paid a large amount of fees.

Xiao Han walked back to the expert's office with the list and found that the teenager was not inside, only the neurologist was sitting there waiting for the next patient.

"Huh, what about people?" Xiao Han stood at the door of the office, strangely uncomfortable.

"I've asked the nurse to send room 094, what about the payment bill?"

"Holy shit, this is coming in." Xiao Han couldn't keep his mouth shut, slapped the payment slip on the desk, turned his head and went to find room 094.

It is a single ward, the environment is not particularly good, but the facilities are still spotless, the teenager on the hospital bed, wearing a light blue hospital gown, has not opened his eyes.

What is this TM all about, and why do you do such a stupid thing? Xiao Han moved a chair and sat on the edge of the bed, lit a cigarette, and suddenly thought that this was a hospital, and snuffed it out again.