The cold rain was miserable, and it hit the car window for a while.

Chen Wengang sat in the back seat with his head down, listening to the driver's broadcast on the traffic station, reminding the general public that the typhoon was about to pass through the country, and the general public should pay attention to safety when traveling. The front is like a black hole, all fate leads to an unknown direction, and he is temporarily safe before the storm comes.

Huo Niansheng held his mobile phone, lowered his head to type, and suddenly asked, "Have you eaten?" Chen Wengang was wrapped in his clothes, his body was no longer shaking, and he subconsciously hummed. The blazer was warm, vaguely carrying the other party's body temperature, covering his narrow shoulders.

In fact, he hasn't eaten yet, but he just doesn't want to trouble others. Usually, the shopkeeper asks the clerk to take away the expiring food from the convenience store, but today it was sold cleanly and there was nothing left. Huo Niansheng had a faint expression on his face, but he stopped when he passed by a cake shop: "Lao Li."

The driver got out of the car and came back with a paper bag and a box of chestnut cakes. Rolls-Royce drove into the garage, and Chen Wengang followed Huo Niansheng into the elevator. The car rose layer by layer, and his heart also hung layer by layer.

Huo Niansheng put his hand in his pocket, still leisurely, as if it was not a strange thing to bring a homeless man home.

The elevator went directly into the house, and Chen Wengang stood at the door restrainedly.

He looked down and saw that the soles of his shoes were muddy and sandy, and his clothes were not clean, which was incompatible with the bright and clean environment of the windows. He watched Huo Niansheng put the paper bag in the hallway, bent down and took a pair of slippers himself, and threw them in front of him.

Chen Wengang reacted, stopped talking, and finally only said thank you. Huo Niansheng said: "Why are you stunned? Let's go inside. ”

Chen Wengang changed his shoes and entered the house.

The dirty shoes are placed in the hallway.

The living room is as bright as day, and all the details are hidden. Chen Wengang took two steps forward, and he couldn't help but feel empty in his heart and stopped. He was indeed homeless and had no choice, so he blindly followed Huo Niansheng into the car without even thinking about it. It seems that as soon as this person appears, he will grasp it as a life-saving straw in his hand.

And then what?

What does Huo Niansheng want to do when he takes him in?

What can he do at this time?

As soon as he turned around, Huo Niansheng followed behind him, almost startling Chen Wengang. This distance has crossed the safe distance of interpersonal communication, Huo Niansheng did not retreat, but advanced, and suddenly stretched out his two hands.

Chen Wengang couldn't help but hold his breath and felt a thin hot breath on his forehead.

Huo Niansheng lowered his head in front of him, held the back of his head, and looked at the light.

Chen Wengang tensed his body, and the faint itching on his face that never stopped turned into a fire. He frowned and tried to turn his head around, but to no avail. Strong acids can corrode

Muscles and skin, the doctor removes the necrotic flesh, and then waits for the slow growth of new ones.

This process is already painful, and there has been no environment to recuperate, and the wound has been repeatedly infected, and it has never completely healed.

Now, this injury was exposed in front of Huo Niansheng's eyes at a glance.

The lights are dazzling, and the scars are clearly visible. Huo Niansheng lowered his eyes and looked at Chen Wengang's face, there were still continuous scabs in the unhealed places, constituting traces of melting skin and flesh, as scary as a grimace, covering them with the brim of his hat.

The man was also thin, so thin that he didn't look like he was thin, and a wrist was exposed in his sleeve, as if only a handful of bones were left. The thumb between the strands of hair moved, rubbing a small amount against the skin. Huo Niansheng's eyebrows unfolded in advance before they were twisted, and he breathed a sigh of relief, his face still calm.

He was neither sympathetic nor fussful, and this indifferent attitude made Chen Wengang breathe a sigh of relief—let alone breathe a sigh of relief. He broke away, took off the coat he had draped all the way and gave it back to Huo Niansheng, the woody fragrance that lingered on the tip of his nose.

It was the perfume left on the other party's clothes, like a cold and wet morning shrouded in mist.

Huo Niansheng is still the same Huo Niansheng. Dignified appearance, dashing, even if he has experienced some things, it obviously has no impact on him, and now he still lives a rich and idle life. If it comes to change, it's just himself who can't turn over.

Chen Wengang's mind was full of cranky thoughts, and he heard the other party ask: "When you get indoors, do you still want to wear that hat?" He just remembered this, paused for a moment, and then took off his hat and put it on the coffee table.

Huo Niansheng took a step forward, Chen Wengang stepped back, he subconsciously showed his face on the side that was not injured, as long as Huo Niansheng walked to his right, he turned his head intentionally or unintentionally, not wanting to be looked at, but also self-protection, I am afraid that he will be hurt again.

But he quickly reacted and whispered thank you to Huo Niansheng.

In any case, the other party provided him with a shelter in the miserable rain tonight, not to make fun of him, to trick him into getting into the car and throw him in the wilderness, or to make fun of the humiliation, and drive to the other end of the city and let him walk back to the docklands by himself.

Even if Huo Niansheng really had such idleness, he couldn't help it, fortunately, the other party was not so bad. He just asked Chen Wengang to sit on the sofa for a while. Chen Wengang curled up his legs and hugged his knees in a daze.

The cake and paper bag were also placed on the coffee table, next to the hat, Chen Wengang was hungry, but he had no intention of moving rashly. This is someone else's territory, and he should be as obedient as the Lord does, and he is like a goldfish crouching in a tank, poking and moving.

Huo Niansheng went to find a set of pajamas and threw them on the sofa: "The clothes are big, you can make do with them."

Let's wear it at once. ”

Chen Wengang looked up at him: "You-"

At the same time, Huo Niansheng also spoke: "And-"

The two voices collided together, and Huo Niansheng gave in: "You speak first."

Chen Wengang swallowed the words back: "It's okay, I forgot what I wanted to say."

The fabric in his hand was new, dry and soft, but Chen Wengang's body was full of the smell of smoke, and he just spread out his clothes and folded them little by little. Between the two, silence crept in, like a suffocating whirlpool, and spread to every corner of the room.

It was Huo Niansheng who opened his mouth first: "Also, I still have something to do, so I'll go first."

Chen Wengang was stunned, then stood up, put on slippers and followed him to the door. Huo Niansheng turned around and asked again: "Is it okay for you to stay here alone?"

Chen Wengang naturally said yes, before leaving, Huo Niansheng asked him if he had a mobile phone and asked for the phone number he was using now. Save it, dial it again, and Chen Wengang's mobile phone rings with the default ringtone. Huo Niansheng glanced at him: "You can save it too, call me if you have something."

Then he left, as if he had made this trip to bring people to settle down, and he didn't even change his shoes when he entered the house. The security door slammed, isolating the two spaces inside and outside, and the half of the room was silent again. After staring at the cold iron door for a long time, Chen Wengang turned around and slowly paced back to the living room.

His eyes fell on the coffee table, and the cake was still on it, but Huo Niansheng left, and there was no doubt that he could only eat it. Otherwise, it will spoil tomorrow, and it will melt even if it is stored in the refrigerator, and Huo Gongzi will probably not touch such food.

Chen Wengang tore open the paper bag next to him, which contained a fish sandwich, a bag of raisin toast and a bottle of freshly squeezed juice.

In the order of expiration date, he took out the sandwiches, filled them with the juice, and put the toast in the refrigerator.

Then sit back on the couch.

Solitude was something he couldn't ask for, but immediately the crowd and the familiar environment, in this glass-box-like apartment, the silent air was like a thick and viscous resin, slowly solidifying him in it, making it difficult to move.

After a long silence, Chen Wengang looked up like a living statue, wondering if there would be a corner of the house where surveillance was hidden, and then vetoed himself, the idea seemed ridiculous. What can Huo Niansheng observe and experiment with him locked up here?

Chen Wengang slowly stretched out his hand and took the box of chestnut cakes.

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Then he found the switch in the house and turned off the main light, leaving only a non-dazzling strip of light.

The room darkened, diffusing a uniform low light. A moth that slipped in lost its target and fluttered in vain along the ceiling. Chen Wengang tilted his head and looked at its overlapping shadows with much less than his previous eyesight.

He felt like that vague moth.

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The weather outside could no longer be controlled, and in an instant, the rain was pouring in, and the sky was as black as ink.

Chen Wengang leaned his head against the floor-to-ceiling window to watch the rain.

This is probably the last typhoon of the year, and no matter how tightly the windows are sealed, there is always a slight chill coming in from nowhere. It is conceivable that in such weather, the shack-like rental house in the dock area must now have become a water curtain hole, and there is no way to settle down. But he suddenly remembered that most of the few belongings he had and the medicine he needed were going to soak in water. Chen Wengang was in a very light mood, and he didn't even have the strength to smile bitterly.

Such a poor life is something he has never even experienced since he was a child. He didn't suffer when his father was there, and he didn't even suffer after his father's death. After being released on medical parole, if you pull down your face, you will not really be desperate. In the worst case, he asked Zheng Baoqiu for help in private, or his former classmates, there would always be one or two close friends who were willing to help.

Huo Niansheng laughed at him for being high, not so much talking about being high, he only saw his own cowardice. He would rather sleep under the bridge and cave than have the courage to meet those pitying and strange eyes again.

When the hour hand reached twelve o'clock, Chen Wengang completed the preliminary exploration of this apartment. He went to the door of each open room and looked inside, but never took a step beyond the thunder pool. There are about two more bathrooms, one in the master bedroom and one in the living room outside.

To wash before going to bed, Chen Wengang went to the one outside, pushed the door and faced the washstand, and a huge mirror was hung. He glanced up, then looked away, looked down at the shower, and took a hasty shower, trying not to touch his face. There was a brand new set of dental kits on the sink, the kind used in the hotel. Judging from this, this is not Huo Niansheng's permanent residence. It's just a house in his name.

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At six o'clock the next morning, Chen Wengang woke up, and he lay on the sofa all night, but the more he lay down, the more tired he became, almost as if he had not slept at all. The wound flares up at night, the pain and itching are unbearable, and I toss and turn into the second half of the night, and then I unconsciously close my eyes for a while. It was still raining outside the window after dawn, and the light inside the house was as dim as dusk. Huo Niansheng is not here, and he is not sure what the other party means - is he leaving, or staying?

After hesitating for a long time on the phone, or putting it down, Chen Wengang just went to the kitchen and took out the toast in the refrigerator. After another hour, the phone rang voluntarily, and it was Huo Niansheng: "Are you awake?"

/ >When he called, Chen Wengang was pouring water with a glass pot in one hand. His right eye had almost no vision, and it was difficult to judge the distance with his left eye, and the glass pot shook, hung up the slender cup, rolled around on the table, and fell down after failing to rescue it.

Huo Niansheng heard a crackling movement in the air: "What hit?"

There was a long silence on the other end of the line.

Chen Wengang finally spoke up: "I'm sorry, I'll compensate you for the kettle and cup."

Huo Niansheng said: "It's not a valuable thing, you don't care, someone will come over later."

When it rained until noon, someone rang the bell, and a capable professional woman was outside the door: "Mr. Chen, is it?"

She carried a few paper bags in her hand: "I am Mr. Huo's life assistant, surnamed Yang, or you can call me Amanda."

Chen Wengang let her into the house, Amanda had no different color, went straight to the kitchen to check, and the floor was clean. Chen Wengang rummaged through the drawer without authorization, had already packed all the glass pieces in a plastic bag, found a wide tape, and wrapped it thickly on the outside.

Amanda saw a few cuts on his hand.

Her task became to find the medical kit: "I'll take care of it for you."

Two strangers stayed under one roof, and the atmosphere was a little not awkward. Amanda tore open a pack of medical alcohol cotton balls and rummaged through the box for tweezers. Chen Wengang had already seen it, and he reached out to touch it: "You give it to me, I'll do it myself."

With the help of raising his hand, he knocked down the red and white medicine box again.

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Standing medicine was sprinkled all over the ground.

The iodophor bottle also smashed on the carpet, not loud, but polluted the carpet, and the burst was stained with an unsightly brown yellow. Amnda reacted quickly and crouched down to clean up the mess: "Blame me, I put the medicine box too close to the table." Her trousers and high heels were also splashed yellow, and Chen Wengang was closer to the table, and his pants were colorful. Chen Wengang also squatted down, his lips moved, he apologized in a low voice, picked up a box of aspirin and handed it to her. Later, when Huo Niansheng came over, he brought a family doctor.

The doctor, who is in his fifties and has deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, examines the fundus with a bright pupil pen. Mr. Chen had already changed into a clean outfit — Amnda had brought a bag of casual pants he had bought in his size, replacing the cheap street stall he had worn yesterday.

In fact, it makes no difference what he wears like this.

"How much can I see with my right eye?"

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; When there is strong light, there is still a little sense of light. Seldom. What about usually? What if you don't shoot a flashlight like this?

"I can't see ...... clearly" Chen Wengang hesitated to change his words, I'm not sure. I just said that there is a sense of light, which may also be a psychological effect. "Don't worry, don't be nervous." The other person said that being too nervous can also affect your vision, so you relax and look this way. So what?

Chen Wengang sat at the dining table, and the doctor talked to Huo Niansheng on the other side of the floor-to-ceiling window. Chen Wengang didn't have the heart to get up, he propped his two elbows on the table, and vaguely felt his gaze fall on his body.

Looking up, Huo Niansheng had already retracted his gaze and fell back on the doctor's face.

Chen Wengang looked at the doctor's phantom and shook his head slightly.

The diagnosis is hospitalization, which allows for more detailed examination and treatment. Amnda went to see the family doctor, and the two left the apartment together.

Chen Wengang was still sitting on the dining chair, Huo Niansheng came over and asked him, "What did you eat at noon?" Chen Wengang looked up at him and was silent for a while.

The carpet underfoot still had stains from iodophor, like maps and blood stains put together to form some kind of irregular shape. Huo Niansheng turned a blind eye, but Chen Wengang was distracted, thinking that this carpet could only be sent for cleaning, or the whole piece would have to be replaced.

should be an extremely expensive not beautiful price.

Huo Niansheng got closer to him and suddenly stretched out his hand. Chen Wengang reflexively turned his head again.

Huo Niansheng's hand stretched out over him and picked up the ointment on the table - the doctor had left the medicine again before leaving, and the internal and external applications were lined up on the table. Huo Niansheng unfolded the manual, looked at it for a while, unscrewed the lid again, took it under his nose and sniffed it.

Chen Wengang glared at him as if he was frightened.

Huo Niansheng asked: "How to apply this, just rub it on your face, three times a day?"

Chen Wengang suddenly pushed his chair back as if he couldn't bear it. He stood up: "Listen to me—" Huo Niansheng leaned against the table and made a listening expression.

Chen Wengang moved his lips: I should thank you for your willingness to take me in yesterday, but ...... Huo Niansheng gave him a smile and asked as if encouraging: "But what?" Chen Wengang said: "I don't want to cause you too much trouble. I'll probably go back. Huo Niansheng stared at him: "Then what did you promise to go with me?" Chen Wengang didn't look him in the eye.

His vision was blurred, he lost part of his sense of distance, and his sense of balance deteriorated greatly, and sometimes he stood still, as if he didn't consciously want to go east

Shake around. There were a few answers that lingered in my head, but each one seemed crappier than the other.

Chen Wengang just hung his head: Forget it, so be it.

He was already going to say goodbye: the cup and your assistant's clothes, and after a while, I will call you the money.

Huo Niansheng laughed: "The food and drink you bought yesterday, the clothes on your body, you don't have to pay back the doctor's visit fee just now?" The careless eyes seemed to be prickly, causing Chen Wengang to become fragmented and blurred in front of him.

In the final analysis, he really has nothing, no matter whether he is good or malicious, except for taking everything as ordered, he can't pick and choose.

Huo Niansheng suddenly changed his tone to a softer tone: What do you have to worry about?

He pressed Chen Wengang's shoulder, asked him to sit down again, rubbed his chin, and observed the place where his wound was still suppurating: "Once you get acquainted, you can't look at it, just help you look at your face." I haven't said it's troublesome, are you playing with me back and forth like this?

Chen Wengang smiled bitterly: "I may still feel that leaving by myself is a little more dignified than being kicked out." ”

Huo Niansheng looked at him: "This is the first lesson you have to learn, dignity is a worthless thing." Chen Wengang looked up and looked at him without saying a word.

Huo Niansheng sneered: "What, do you think what I said is wrong? But if I were you, I would eat and use it while I had it, whether it was given by others or not, and take advantage of it enough. One day, I'm impatient and want to drive you away, aren't you not at a loss?

Chen Wengang thought lightly, but there is still a saying in this world, there is no free lunch in the world. Speaking of which, it's still the same sentence, what is Huo Niansheng trying to do?

If the person in front of him is willing to tell him clearly what he has in mind, it may make him feel more relieved. It's like doing business, the price is clearly marked, and the deal is made when you can get it, and if you can't take it, you can give up. Sometimes it's fair, most of the time it's not fair.

Rich and powerful people will always earn easier, more will always more, less will always be less. However, Chen Wengang's problem is that Xiangzhong is shy, and he can no longer afford to pay other prices. Anyway, Huo Niansheng made a decision for him, and he packed up and started to be hospitalized tomorrow.

Naturally, I couldn't go to the convenience store where I worked. Chen Wengang originally sent a message to the shopkeeper early in the morning to ask for leave, but after a few hours, it turned into a resignation. The shopkeeper is a nice guy, but he can't help but complain, like this suddenly finding someone is a problem.

After a series of apologies and thanks, Chen Wengang hung up the phone, and lost his only source of income.

This gave him a sense of suspension, with an abyss at his feet, left

The only person who can be relied on, Chen Wengang glanced at Huo Niansheng, the other party took a bottle of foreign wine from the wine cabinet, poured a glass in the cup, leaned against the bar, and listened to him with a smile.

Huo Niansheng suddenly asked: What is the hourly salary for you working in that shop? Chen Wengang told the truth and reported a number. Huo Niansheng smiled, and his expression was obviously disdainful: "It's okay. There will be many job opportunities in the future. ”

But he may not be able to meet people of good will be willing to hire him. Chen Wengang thought so, but he couldn't refute it, no matter how he complained, he seemed to be insatiably hinting that Huo Niansheng sent the Buddha to the west, and then planned a livelihood for him.

In the end, he just didn't have anything to say: "You have nothing to do in the afternoon?" Huo Niansheng said: No. Chen Wengang nodded: "Okay."

There was nothing else to say between the two. But that day until the evening, Huo Niansheng stayed in the apartment and did not leave.

Chen Wengang was like sitting on pins and needles, he was not familiar with him, he was uncomfortable, and at night, he went to bed early as if he had escaped. Because of Huo Niansheng, he couldn't sleep on the sofa anymore, so he lived in the guest bedroom. The medicine I took had some tranquilizers, and I fell asleep quickly this time.

After a long time, there was a gentle knock on the door twice, but there was no answer inside.

The door was pushed open, Huo Niansheng walked in, holding a glass of milk in his hand, Chen Wengang closed his eyes, breathing evenly.

Huo Niansheng walked to his bedside and looked at it for a while.

Chen Wengang curled up in a ball, but there were almost no ups and downs under the quilt. Huo Niansheng leaned down, his gaze wandering over his face.

In order not to rub the ointment on the pillow towel, Chen Wengang could only turn his right face up. Huo Niansheng just stared at him, this was the first time he measured Chen Wengang's face, and confirmed it again and again, as if if he looked at it a few more times, the bloody wound would disappear.

It's just that unlike during the day, Huo Niansheng's expression has become indescribably complicated at this time.

Chen Wengang wouldn't know what kind of indescribable feeling welled up in his heart at the glance under the bridge. Even if you are prepared, it is still shocking.

It was like a hand pinching his heart, and for a moment, Huo Niansheng thought that it would be good if money could buy everything. However, this is just conceit, there are many people who are rich and rival the country, and there is no money but can not buy back time, and the matter has come to this, he can only drink bitter wine.

But there is one thing Huo Niansheng knows.

Chen Wengang was afraid, afraid of his arrival, afraid of everything in the outside world. Huo Niansheng didn't want to shoot later, but he couldn't lose his square inch, he had to be the one who was calm and unchanging, as steady as Mount Tai.

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In fact, if there were, it was only very slight, not so much by hearing, but by intuition. There was indeed someone in the living room, a figure sitting at the bar, thin with his back to the floor-to-ceiling window. Chen Wengang opened the bottle of wine that Huo Niansheng hadn't finished drinking in the afternoon, and put his arm on the countertop, sipping it sipping.

Huo Niansheng stepped a little heavier when he passed.

Chen Wengang found him: "You said it, you have to eat and use, take advantage of it first."

Huo Niansheng nodded: Yes, I said that.

Chen Wengang brought the cup to his mouth again, he was already drunk, his eyes were hazy and out of focus, and he spoke so politely. In the dark, Chen Wengang didn't find the moth from yesterday, and he didn't know where it slipped out of nowhere.

The rain is no longer falling.

Huo Niansheng sighed, he stretched out his hand and took the cup from Chen Wengang's hand.

"It also depends on the situation and the occasion. I'm going to have to do a check-up tomorrow, so don't drink alcohol. "Chen Wengang is quiet, not fighting or grabbing.

The dangerous masculine aura leaned behind him, but strange to say, he couldn't help but tremble when he got into the car yesterday, and twenty-four hours passed, and this aura was quickly marked with a familiar mark, and was included in the range of his allowed approach.

Huo Niansheng suddenly asked: "Do you remember when I went abroad before? You weren't very old then. ”

Chen Wengang asked him rhetorically: Is there any difference between living abroad for a few years and staying in China?

Huo Niansheng smiled and chatted with him: "That's it. People like me are nothing more than clubbing in a different place, driving a car, and the people around me have a little more complexion, and their speech is in foreign languages. If I had to do it again, I wouldn't have chosen to go out again.

Chen Wengang was silent. He thought for a moment and asked, "What kind of conditions do you need to go abroad?"

Huo Niansheng raised his eyebrows and begged him: "What, you want to go out too?"

Chen Wengang: "I'll just ask. If you don't have the money to invest and don't have the skills to work, how can you get a visa. ”

Huo Niansheng also smiled: "You heal the wound first, and you can do skin grafting surgery later, I checked it, and some cases in good condition can even recover almost the same as before." How old are you? At the age of twenty-one or twelve, you won't lose hope so early. ”

He spoke as if he had just been cut by a knife. Chen Wengang lowered his head, borrowing a little drunkenness: "It's easy to say."

Huo Niansheng patted him on the shoulder: Everyone has their own fate, and sometimes they have to accept their fate.

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Huo Niansheng had a faint sneering smile on his face again: "Do you really believe it? You've been treated for others, and you've been made like this, how are you going to recognize it? When Zheng Yucheng's children celebrate their birthdays, are you going to send them blessings?

Chen Wengang's face didn't react, but he didn't get angry, but he got up and said good night to him.

After returning to the room and falling asleep again, Chen Wengang had a dream. In my dreams, sand and rocks flew away, like a tornado rolling in the depths of the desert. Chen Wengang saw countless fragmented scenes in the terrifying sandstorm, and he fell backwards, falling into an arms in a weightless state.

It's just that his vision is blurred, and his eyes are still full of chaos when he looks back. I didn't have time to see who it was, but I had already woken up to dawn.