Jiang Yan got up a little late in the morning, and it was almost time for class to open his eyes.

The longest time he was absent from school was two days, and he did not return home for three days at night, but by contrast he was very late, and he did n’t know why. If he planned to go to school, he would be less willing to be late.

Now that school has just started, he hasn't planned not to go to school, so at a glance, he jumped out of bed, ran into the bathroom, and grabbed the disposable toothbrush.

He usually does n’t use these things when staying in a hotel. The toothbrush is hard and super big, and toothpaste generally does n’t taste delicious ... When I rinse my mouth, I do n’t know if the left hand is not used properly or the toothbrush is too bad. It's bleeding.

Then looked up at the paleness in the mirror where he didn't sleep well, and there were cyan eye circles, with the toothpaste on the mouth ...

"Ah ..." He covered his chest with a gauze-wrapped hand in the mirror, gasping for a few moments with a finger in front, "Shit ... it's poisonous! Ah!"

After having played for a long time, I remembered that time was running out, and I hurriedly poured some water on my face to wash my face.

When he ran out of the room and ran out, he seemed to see the opposite home smiling at him.

That's right, he found Home as a clear indication of taking care of Fei yesterday. As a result, he didn't even live in the whole body except for 500 yuan and a mobile phone without clothes.

Because he didn't have an ID card, he even threatened to call the police when he tried to get the waiter to help him think of a solution.

A big dilapidated city in a small dilapidated city, it is so difficult to live in a shop!

He has already worn Gu Fei's sweater, Gu Fei's down jacket, took Gu Fei's charger, ate his meal, smoked his cigarette, he was so shameless that he went back and told Gu Fei to borrow your ID card. used.

When he was going to find an internet cafe to make up for the night, he saw the small hotel opposite him, and it was considered saved.

He glanced back at this small hotel, Zhoujia Hotel, and took it down. He can come back to it later when writing his memoir.

I bought it early in the shop downstairs, but I did n’t have time to eat it. Jiang Yan stuffed everything into his pocket and ran to the school for a while.

The distance from No. 4 Middle School is not far away, two stops, or a small stop. The time to wait for the crowded cars has arrived, but to be close, it is very frightening to run all the way now. Not in the car.

When running to the gate of the school, Jiang Yan heard the preparation bell ringing. People around the school gate, like a slow motion, didn't respond at all. They should eat, talk, and enter the school with the preparation bell. It's like walking in a courtroom.

He slowed down and didn't want to be a hurried learner among the crowd.

In his current state, he had to leave the school before, and the duty teacher came over and scolded people, but the duty teacher standing at the gate of the Fourth Middle School did not know whether he had a good temper or was used to it, and shouted gently: "Hurry up! Step by step! Anyone who climbs the door when closing will register a deduction! "

Climbing the door? Jiang Yan glanced back at the school gate.

The gate of the No. 4 Middle School is still elegant. There are two floors. The first floor is a half-height electric door. There are two large iron doors with spikes on it.

He suddenly remembered that Gu Fei was late yesterday and came in by climbing the door?

Alas. When he thought of the row of spikes, he felt a breeze blowing from his crotch and it was cold.

Someone called his name behind when he went upstairs: "Jiang Ye!"

He turned around and saw Wang Xu running over with a large pancake.

"It's really you," Wang Xu looked at him up and down, "I thought it was flying, I saw that the hat wasn't right ... how do you wear his clothes? Is this his clothes?"

"Um." Jiang Yan continued upstairs.

"Is something wrong?" Wang Xu looked at his hand again. "What the fuck? What's wrong with the hand? Is it a monkey? Did you hide on Dafei?"

"No, no," Jiang Yan answered.

"You don't need to hide me," Wang Xu patted his shoulder with a sense of gratitude. "This is because of me. I will take care of what happened. You tell me the truth ..."

"Don't," Jiang Yan looked at him, "slap me on the shoulder."

Wang Xu raised his hand.

"Don't shoot me on the back, either," Jiang Yan said.

"Fuck," Wang Xu put his hand back in his pocket a little uncomfortably, and stepped upstairs in front of him a few steps.

Gu Fei didn't come to study in the morning. I don't know if he was late or absent again.

Jiang Yan was lying on the table, covering himself with Zhou Jing's body in front, slowly eating early, and no less than five people all around eating together.

He sighed as he ate, and it was just two days since he had been assimilated somehow?

His breakfast was fairly simple, fried dumplings and soy milk, and cabbage stuffing that dumplings were very careful about, and he was afraid of eating something delicious during class.

As a result, when I looked at the people next to them, leek stuffing buns and leeks stuffing pancakes, it was okay to taste, and some people ate a bowl of beef noodles.

The first class was English. Old Lu shouted when he came in as usual, and snatched the half of the bun that had been eaten the slowest.

"Ah," Zhou Jing tilted his head, "Jiang Jiang Jiang Jiang."

Jiang Yan glanced at him and said nothing.

"Jiang Ye?" Zhou Jing called him again, "Jiang Ye."

"Say something directly." Jiang Yan suddenly learned why Gu Fei was too lazy to care about him. What this man had to say had to be called until you agreed.

"Are you wearing Dafei clothes today?" Zhou Jing asked.

Jiang Yan frowned, looked at the down jacket on the back of the chair, and felt that he might be wearing the most frequently worn clothes by Gu Fei.

Wang Xu could recognize it at a glance. Zhou Jing and his mother saw it. It is estimated that half of the people in this class knew that he was wearing Gu Fei's clothes for class.

Looking down at the sweater again, I can only pray that this sweater is not often worn.

"Sweaters are also Dafei?" Zhou Jing asked again. "You were at Dafei's home yesterday?"

Fuck!

Jiang Yan ignored him and lay on the table trying to sleep.

"Ah, Jiang Yan," Zhou Jing did not hit the table now. "Why didn't Dafei come today?"

"I won't shut up, I will pump you." Jiang Yan said with his eyes closed.

Zhou Jing sighed, without any movement.

The classroom was warm and hot, but it was not appropriate to take off the sweater, not to mention that there were no other clothes in his sweater, and he could not go to class without shirts.

This Gu Fei looked very low-key. He didn't even talk at school, and he didn't see anyone with whom he had a close relationship. He went to the toilet alone, but he remembered all the clothes he wore.

Damn amazing.

The second session was a Chinese lesson. After the class, Lao Xu walked in front of him and looked at him: "Jiangxi, come on."

Jiang Yan got up, hesitated and put on Gu Fei's clothes again, followed Lao Xu out of the classroom, and stood in the corridor together: "What's going on, Mr. Xu?"

"Why didn't Gu Fei come to class today?" Old Xu asked.

"How do I know?" Jiang Yan was a little speechless.

"Don't you know?" Lao Xu looked at him with the words "I don't believe it" on his face. "Do you really don't know or don't want to tell me?"

"I'm not familiar with him. What cover should I give him?" Jiang Yan said with annoyance.

"Oh, this," Lao Xu sighed. "I see you in his clothes, thinking you were together yesterday, and you know why he didn't come."

"... Oh." Jiang Yan responded, only in response. He felt that there would be a mouthful of old blood coming out of his mouth.

"Jiang Ye," Lao Xu looked at him. "How did you contact Gu Fei for the past two days? What do you think of him?"

Jiang Yan stared at Lao Xu, if he didn't know he was in school now, the person standing in front of him was his class teacher, and Gu Fei was just at the same table, and he really felt that he was facing a blind date introducer.

"One day," Jiang Yan corrected Lao Xu's statement. "It's exactly half a day."

"Yes, he didn't come yesterday afternoon," Lao Xu frowned. "Then you feel ..."

"I don't feel it," Jiang Yan interrupted him. "General Manager Xu, I don't think much about this person."

"Where is Gu Fei, very clever, unlike other underachievers," Lao Xu insisted on saying, "If he can do his ideological work well, his grades will go up."

"Me?" Jiang Yan pointed to himself, and almost wanted to ask if you didn't wake up.

"No, no, it's me," Lao Xu pointed at himself with a smile. "Of course, the head teacher does the ideological work."

Jiang Yan didn't speak. He could see that Lao Xu was a good person, but based on his current status in the minds of students, the job was a bit difficult. Even Zhou Jing didn't buy his account. Not to mention Gu Fei.

"I think, you're doing well," Lao Xu said. "Can he pair with each other?"

"What?" Jiang Yan stared at Lao Xu in surprise.

Pairing?

This kind of thing has only been encountered in junior high school. The ending is either irreversible or early love, but even in high school, Lao Xu looks like a middle-aged and elderly expression pack at this moment.

"It's not pairing," explained Lao Xu, "you usually help him a lot, and let him listen to the class during class. If you have any questions you can't do, tell him ..."

Jiang Yan looked at him and did not understand what kind of power could make Lao Xu have the illusion that Gu Fei could accept the urging of others.

"Before, I let Yi Jing have time to coach him. Yi Jing is the monitor and very responsible, but after all, it's a girl, which is not very convenient," Lao Xu said. "So I hope you are in a situation that does not affect the results Next, take care of your classmates. "

Lao Xu's expression was sincere, with discussion in his tone, which made Jiang Yan a little bit unsure of what to say.

He has always been soft and hard, and sincere, not pretentious, but he was too naive to ask, and he could n’t eat it.

"General Manager Xu," he also said sincerely, "I think you should have an understanding of me before you consider whether to do it for me. The grade is not a measure of one's person. You did not see me in class today. Didn't even bring the book? "

The conversation did not continue, and the bell rang.

Gu Fei didn't come to school all morning, and no teacher in class asked, it seemed that it didn't matter who came and who did not.

As soon as Jiang was out of school, Jiang Yan was the first to leave the classroom. He had nothing to pack, and left with a set of clothes. He ran faster than the group of people who were going to the cafeteria to grab a meal.

I was lucky today. I saw a taxi getting off as soon as I left the school. He didn't wait for the passengers inside to sit on the co-driver.

"Except for the shopping mall in the city center," Jiang Yan asked the driver. "Where can I buy clothes?"

The driver thought about it: "shopping plaza."

"Where?" Jiang Yan asked.

"It's downtown," the driver answered.

"... Oh," Jiang Yan leaned back and closed his eyes. "Just go there."

The shopping mall is pretty earthy. Jiang Yan and Pan Zhi came for a barbecue on the day of their visit. There was nothing to look at, but now they ca n’t care, as long as they are clothes.

He casually picked a house that claimed to wipe his neck and jumped off the building. He didn't buy the shop because he was afraid that the boss would die. He grabbed a sweater and a down jacket to try it. It felt okay. He just checked out and let the shopkeeper cut the tag.

When walking out of the mall with Gu Fei's clothes, he felt relieved.

The new clothes are generally of a good style. Fortunately, the quality is good, warm, and the price is okay. The price is definitely not the step of wiping the neck.

I ate something in the shopping mall nearby and didn't know where to go.

Or go back to school directly, find a dry cleaner next to the school and wash Gu Fei's clothes.

No taxi, my mother gave him a lot of Cali money, but depending on the situation of Li Bao country, it is estimated that these money will be used from high school to college ... He looked, there is a bus station in front.

As I walked by, the phone rang.

Li Baoguo called.

He reluctantly answered the phone: "Hey?"

"Oh!" Li Baoguo's voice came out, "You're out of school!"

"Um." Jiang Yan continued to the station.

"Where did you spend the night last night?" Li Baoguo asked. "The fire was so flaming. The neighbors who didn't know thought I was hitting you!"

Jiang Yan didn't speak, stood under the stop sign, and wanted to see if there was a car to go to school.

"Did Qi Qi disappear?" Li Baoguo asked again. "Come back for dinner. I've packed dumplings and I'll wait for you to come back to eat!"

"I ..." Jiang Yan didn't want to go back, but he couldn't speak for a while, and he stiffened for a long time before saying, "I'm in the shopping mall."

"It's not too far. I can come back by taking route 19," Li Baoguo said immediately. "It's at the station at the east exit of the square!"

When Jiang Yan returned to the street of Li Bao country with his clothes on, he found that there was a dry cleaner just a short distance away. It seemed a bit unreliable, but there were many clothes hanging in the window. I took Gu Fei's clothes and let them wash them. I also paid for the urgent money in the evening.

He stopped when he came downstairs. A rickshaw was parked at the entrance of the corridor. He pulled a glass of glass. Li Baoguo was standing next to him. He took a few pieces of glass from the vehicle and walked back with some effort.

This is probably to change the window that he broke yesterday. Jiang Yan sighed and ran over: "I'll get it."

"Yo, come back!" Li Baoguo shouted, "You don't move, I can take it. It will be expensive after a while!"

Jiang Yan looked really uncomfortable, so he took the key in Li Baoguo's hand and opened the door.

"There is a tacit understanding!" Li Baoguo raised his head and did not know who rushed and said, "Look, this is my son! Have a tacit understanding with me!"

"Why don't you just find a worker to come here and pretend?" Jiang Yan looked inside the house. The broken glass on the ground was still there. He went to the kitchen and took a broom. "This ..."

"Looking for a worker?" Li Baoguo glanced. "How much will it cost! I'll tell you, I'm still on credit for these few glasses!"

"Credit?" Jiang Yan froze with a broom.

"At the glass shop in the backstreet, the boss always played cards with me and asked him to ask first," said Li Baoguo. "I feel lucky in two days, and then I will give money."

Jiang Yan opened his mouth and said nothing. Li Baoguo didn't even have a few pieces of glass on his body? Give glass money to play cards?

"Is it a backstreet?" He bent over and swept the glass on the floor. "I'll go and give money later."

"Good son!" Li Baoguo put the glass on the table, and clapped his hands. "I know I'm in pain! I've given you a lot of money at your house?"

Jiang Yan looked back at him without a word.

When Li Baoguo went to the kitchen for dumplings, he grabbed the coat he had thrown on the bed, pulled out his wallet from his pocket, opened it, and looked at it, suddenly feeling a bit speechless.

The cash should not have moved, but the position of the card changed. He took another look at the card number and determined that it was the original one. Then he put the wallet back in his pocket and sat on the edge of the bed.

Gu Fei found out that a pack of cigarettes had been exhausted when he found out the cigarette case.

He frowned, shuffled the cigarette case, and threw it to the ground beside his feet.

In addition to this cigarette case, there is a cigarette **** on the ground.

It was very quiet today. In the morning, Lao Xu made a few phone calls, as well as his mother and Li Yan. He didn't answer all of them, and finally lost his hand.

The world is quiet, he can taste the fear from the bottom of his heart by himself.

The sky had begun to darken, and the north wind was blowing more and more urgently. The wind passed through the hat, through the ear packs, through the mask, and swept across the face.

He turned and walked along the path between the two rows of tombstones, took a broom and swept the cigarette butts on the ground, then stared at the photos on the tombstones.

This is the first time he has been here for a whole day looking at photos.

In the dim light, the person in the photo seemed extra strange, but still with a breath of fright.

"I'm gone," he said.

He always felt someone behind him when he turned around and left.

Looking back, he saw only a silent tombstone.

Going forward, my steps were a bit heavy, Gu Fei took a breath and speeded up.

The moment he lowered the broom, a loud sound of water rang in his ear.

His breathing stopped and he felt a sudden darkening around him.

It's not the sound of running water, or the sound of ordinary paddling. This is ... the sound of someone desperately struggling in the water, with a desperate, painful, huge voice.

The water spray turned up, the spray waves splashed, and they were smashed one by one. There were eyes in the water spray staring at him.

"Why don't you save me! Are you itchy?"

Gu Fei kicked at the trash can beside him in a moment of fear, and the sound of the trash can falling to the ground pulled him back to reality.

He pulled the collar, bowed his head and walked along the empty road towards the gate of the cemetery.

This was not the last word he heard, but it was the day when Dad died, and he couldn't wake up all night.

Dad didn't have time to talk before he died, and he couldn't speak, but struggled desperately.

He didn't know why he dreamed such a sentence, nor did he expect that this sentence would follow him for many years, becoming a fear he couldn't face.

The drenched feeling of standing by the lake was always so real, every time he had to reach out and grab the clothes, repeatedly confirming that the clothes were dry.

The cemetery is actually quite bustling. The road from the gate is the street. Gu Fei almost trot into a supermarket.

He began to feel the warmth only after the surrounding lights were covered, and the stiffness of his body gradually subsided.

He bought two packs of cigarettes and a bottle of water, and another copy of Oden, and sat back in the lounge after eating.

I smoked a cigarette in a sheltered place by the roadside, took a sip and drank it, and wanted to vomit.

There was a feeling of sand in my throat.

After taking the bus, I filled a bottle of water, and finally took a moment to slow down, and he turned on his mobile phone.

A bunch of missed, mainly Lao Xu, there is nothing important for others, knowing that he will not fight again when he shuts down, only Lao Xu, like a loyal and dedicated pursuer, is endless.

After reading it, I saw only one of them, Jiang Yan sent it.

-8 o'clock to bring you clothes

When he saw the portrait of Jiang Yan, he remembered the picture given to Jiang Yanp yesterday and smiled inexplicably against the window for a long time.