Qi Beisong stared at Cheng Ji's back until he disappeared from his sight.
There were too many cars piled up behind him, and every one of them was honking angrily. Finally, the traffic police couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to drive him away.
He released the brake almost unconsciously, drove slowly, got home, turned off the engine, sat there, and finally began to regret not catching up.
He didn't even see clearly what kind of uniform the other person was wearing. Was he a traffic policeman or an auxiliary policeman
He only remembered the other person's eyes, clear and joyful. When he was wrapped in that look, he felt extremely heartbroken!
He seemed to have known the other person for a long time, but he really couldn't remember it.
He knew there was a gap in his memory; he had been in a coma for nearly nine months and had little memory of the first three months after waking up.
In the first month, he could hear his relatives and friends talking to him, but he didn’t understand what they meant; in the second month, he began to regain consciousness, but was also more drowsy; in the third month, he could communicate simply with eye contact and gestures.
In the fourth month, he could utter meaningful syllables; in the fifth month, he struggled to get out of bed and fell flat on his face; in the seventh month, he could walk with crutches.
It was the ninth month again, and he began to train himself like a dog.
He felt the pain in his body when he was half-awake and half-dizzy, and his early memories after the illness were also painful, and the rehabilitation period was even more miserable. He endured all the pain because someone seemed to have told him that pain was a gift of life.
Like a baby, he learned to recognize his relatives, talk, stand, walk, and take care of himself again... He succeeded, but the only pity was that his memory did not return to its original state.
In particular, it is impossible to dig deep into the memories of the period before the coma. When digging deep, it is like groping in a foggy valley. I feel uneasy and fearful, and unable to move forward.
Fear itself didn't stop him, it was the doctors that stopped him.
The doctor told him that there was a problem with his memory retrieval, and no one could explain the reason. Brain science is complex and profound. Humans can climb mountains and explore the sea, conquer deep space and the universe, but they have not yet figured out their own brains.
The doctor told him not to force himself, but to wait for a certain opportunity with a peaceful mind, as science and theology are often only a thin line apart. He listened to the doctor and did not force himself to pursue it. As expected, he gradually remembered some people and things.
He knew that he had forgotten a lot, but he didn't think it was important. He believed that forgetting was a way for his injured brain to unburden itself. If he hadn't decisively let go of the burden, he might not have recovered so quickly.
It wasn't until a few days ago that Lei Jing let it slip that you could finally go back to see Xiao Cheng.
He asked, "Who is Xiao Cheng?"
Everyone present was silent.
After he was fully awake, no one ever mentioned a man named Cheng in front of him. He thought that was Lei Jing's friend and didn't worry about it, just like he didn't worry about where the bullet that almost destroyed his life came from.
Zheng Haiping told him that he was beaten for a deer when he was hunting.
Well, this is no one’s fault, it was God who made the other person so blind.
He survived a great disaster and his mood was calmer than before. His innate stubbornness, bloodiness and wildness were probably only reflected on the shooting range or hunting ground. Emotionally, he was almost calm and entered old age early.
But tonight, after he met the traffic policeman or the auxiliary policeman, he found himself still excited, anxious, and restless, to the point that his whole body was shaking!
He jumped out of the car and ran upstairs, and walked around the house for no reason all night, running on the treadmill, pushing and pulling on the rowing machine, and couldn't rest for a second!
He beat his chest and stamped his feet in frustration because he didn't get out of the car to chase after her!
And he thought this was what was called love at first sight.
He absolutely refused to tell anyone about his boiling emotions, as if once he spoke out, that person would no longer belong to him alone, and he would be forced to share them among his family and friends.
But there were only three words he could share.
God knows how many people’s love confessions he rejected, but in the end he fell for these three words!
And those three words weren't even "I love you", but "Blow".
After running like a madman for half the night, he decided to go find the other party.
He had no clues. He couldn't describe the man's appearance, nor could he see his identity clearly. The only thing he was sure of was that busy intersection.
So he went to the same place again at about the same time the next day, but he didn't see the man. He parked his car nearby and watched the traffic police and auxiliary police on duty for two hours.
He thought that the man might have changed his duty station, so he went to one intersection after another, but still couldn't find him.
He had no choice but to ask, but the clue he gave was too weird—"Twenty-something, with beautiful eyes that seemed to be able to speak."
The traffic police solemnly stated that there was no such person among them and asked people not to interfere with official duties.
Qi Beisong did not give up and continued to wait. After all, since he was injured, his sister Commander Qi has taken over the responsibility of the group. He is now more relaxed than before and has plenty of time.
The traffic coordinator Lao Geng did not tell Cheng Ji the first day he waited at the intersection.
On the second and third days, Lao Geng also thought that it would be a good idea to let the mentally ill patient hang out for a while, which might help him return to society.
On the fifth day, Lao Geng couldn't stand it anymore and called Cheng Ji, saying that he had told him not to keep such a person at home! Master Qi stood on the roadside like a fire hydrant every day, and it was painful for me to see him! This time we called it the "100-day safe traffic action", do you really want to stand for a full 100 days? !
Cheng Ji was laughing so hard on the other end of the phone that Lao Geng scolded him, "You're still laughing? Hurry up and take him away!!"
"I told you, we are in closed training in the mountains and it will take another five days before we can come out." Cheng Ji said.
"Where is the dog Chen Chuan?" Lao Geng asked.
"His second squadron is fighting against us." Cheng Ji said, "It will take five days."
"I surrender to you!" Lao Geng cursed.
Cheng Ji said, "You can talk to Lao Qi and comfort him."
"Oh shit!" Old Geng said angrily, "What can I do to comfort him? You were going to hide in the ravine the next day, and you were still flirting with him the night before?"
Cheng Ji said, "When I ran towards him, my mind was completely blank. I didn't even think about the training tomorrow, okay? Anyway, you hold him steady for me, and I'll coax him when I come back. I won't say any more, I'm shooting!"
Lao Geng yelled, “Come back soon!”
On the tenth day, Cheng Ji returned exhausted from the field training ground. After taking a shower, he slept for the whole afternoon at home.
Lao Geng held a bowl of noodles at his bedside and scolded him, saying that you are a man who only flirts and runs away. You don't have an affair like that! Can't you leave your phone number or add WeChat
Cheng Ji muttered under the quilt: "I was too excited at the time and forgot about it."
Lao Geng said angrily: "Get up and eat!"
"What to eat?" Cheng Ji was starving, but he was so sore all over that he couldn't get out of bed. He was really trained hard this time.
"Abalone, sea cucumber, shark's fin, bird's nest, bear's paw... none of that!" Lao Geng said, "pickled mustard noodle!"
"Why are you a vegetarian again?"
Lao Geng said that I have to save some money because I have to go home and renovate the house. Now I am still 185,230 yuan away from the savings target of 200,000 yuan.
"I'll give you the remaining two hundred and thirty." Cheng Ji said lazily.
"Hey son," Lao Geng slurped his noodles, "I'm going to the old place for duty tonight. Why don't you go take that crazy young master for a walk again?"
"Um."
Lao Geng didn't expect him to agree: "Really? How do you walk?"
Cheng Ji smiled and sat up on the edge of the bed: "Let him blow it."
He went into the kitchen to get some noodles and fried five eggs for himself. Lao Geng told him not to overeat and get high cholesterol. He smiled and said, "Godfather, I need to replenish my energy. I will catch up with him within a week and show you."
“So soon?”
"Maybe it will only take five days." Cheng Ji gestured and licked a little egg yolk from the corner of his mouth.
That night Qi Beisong still sat in the car waiting.
Cheng Ji saw his car from a few dozen meters away and quickly ran to take off Lao Geng's clothes.
Lao Geng laughed and scolded, "You are an unfilial boy, you stinky dog. What do you want to do to me under such a bright street light?!"
The traffic police on the other side didn't see them fighting. Even if they did, they would know that it was Lao Geng's special police son and they loved him very much.
Cheng Ji put on Lao Geng's coat, took off his fluorescent vest, snatched his alcohol tester, and ran towards Qi Beisong with a smile on his face. He decided to say a few more words to Mr. Qi today and thank him for his selfless wait for ten days.
It is said that you should be slow when pursuing someone, so as not to cause the other person to be disgusted. Cheng Ji doesn't know what it means to proceed step by step, so he might as well just act!
When he approached the car, he frowned and knocked on the window. Qi Beisong was stunned for more than ten seconds before he hurriedly lowered the window!
Their eyes met, and Cheng Ji asked seriously: "Why did you park your car here? Are you trying to avoid inspection?"
Qi Beisong was dumbfounded again, his eyes fixed straight ahead.
Cheng Ji handed the instrument in: "Blow it."
“…What’s your name?” Qi Beisong asked.
"Blow it!"
"Can you tell me your name after you blow it?"
Cheng Ji raised his eyebrows.
Qi Beisong blew it immediately.
"You can't blow it." Cheng Ji smiled. He looked at the instrument as usual, but suddenly his expression changed: the value on the instrument exceeded the standard by a lot.
"Have you been drinking?" he asked in surprise.
"Just one bite." Qi Beisong said.
He didn't drink when he drove here, but he drank a little after parking the car on the side of the road. If Cheng Ji could smile at him again, he would do it to him right away!
"You were drunk and ran to the intersection where the traffic police were on duty to wait?"
"I'm afraid you'll have made a wasted trip."
Cheng Ji really didn't know what to say. He glanced in the direction of the traffic police and asked, "Is there anyone coming to pick you up?"
Qi Beisong asked: "You won't deal with me?"
"Hurry up and call someone to pick you up. You are being too naughty!" Cheng Ji was a little annoyed.
Qi Beisong finally saw clearly this time that the words "Traffic Coordination" were written on the other party's fluorescent vest.
He originally thought that the people willing to do this job were middle-aged or elderly men over 50 years old, but he didn't expect there would be such a young and beautiful one.
"What's your name?" he asked softly.
Cheng Ji said: "Geng..."
"Geng?"
"Who allowed you to ask?" Cheng Ji seemed arrogant.
Qi Beisong was speechless. The man in front of him not only did the work of a middle-aged or elderly man, but also controlled his aura precisely.
"No one is here to pick me up, so you deal with me."
"I'm not qualified to deal with you."
Qi Beisong thought he meant that traffic police assistants had no law enforcement power, so he said, "It doesn't matter who handles me, as long as you follow me."
"Fuck you! You have a really stupid brain..."
Seeing the two of them talking nonstop from afar, Lao Geng ran over. When he got to the front of the car, he gave Qi Beisong a glare. The latter was puzzled by his glare and asked, "Do you know me?"
"No, I definitely don't know him!" Lao Geng waved his hand arrogantly, "I'm not worthy of knowing someone like you who drives a luxury car!"
He came closer to smell it and asked, "Who's drinking?"
Cheng Ji pointed at the guy in the car.
A look of joy appeared on Lao Geng's face. "Great! A fine of 2,000 yuan, 12 points, and a six-month suspension of your driver's license! You have finally run into the crosshairs of the '100-day Traffic Safety Operation'!"
He was originally hostile to the eldest son of Qi, and now he disliked him even more. He thought that he was fifty years old when he had a son like Cheng Ji. Although he was not his biological son, he was almost as close as a biological one. The revolutionary friendship was unbreakable!
Cheng Ji whispered in Lao Geng's ear: "You stay here and watch him. I'll ask someone to take him back."
"Okay." Old Geng complained in a low voice, "Look, this is a typical case. Mental illness harms the whole family!"
Before Cheng Ji had time to call Lei Jing or Wang Beifeng, Qi Beisong asked behind him: "Can you take me home?"
This question is actually quite unreasonable. If Cheng Ji is really a traffic coordinator, he is also on duty now. But Qi Beisong can no longer care. He has been waiting there for ten days and now he is eager to move forward. This opportunity is not to be missed.
"… "
Cheng Ji took off his equipment and threw it to Lao Geng: "I'll take him back."
Lao Geng said with a "tsk" sound, very unhappy: "Just let me catch him, maybe the team will reward me with a hundred yuan!"
"He's only worth a hundred dollars?" Cheng Ji asked with a smile.
He signaled Qi Beisong to get out of the car and sat in the driver's seat. He waited until Qi Beisong walked around to the other side and sat down before deliberately asking, "Where do you live?"
"Blue Sky." Qi Beisong asked, "Do you know it?"
"Is it a high-end residential complex near the sea?"
"Have you been there?" Qi Beisong looked at him intently, "When?"
Cheng Ji started the car and gave him a playful smile from the corner of his eye: "I also caught someone who lived there last time!"
"Also?" Qi Beisong was a little indignant.
His jealous nature came back to life. He was not the first person in the community to be caught by Cheng Ji!
No, in front of such a handsome guy, he has to strive to be the best in everything, and he has to stand out in everything!
"Who was arrested last time?" he asked.
"I forgot the name." Cheng Ji drove steadily.
"Whose number is higher, his or mine?" Qi Beisong asked.
"..." Cheng Ji didn't know whether to laugh or cry, thinking, what's the point of comparing this
"How did you deal with him?" Qi Beisong asked.
Cheng Ji turned his head and asked: "What do you want to ask?"
"Do you have a boyfriend?" Qi Beisong asked directly.
Seeing Cheng Ji was stunned, Qi Beisong realized that he was too rash and quickly said, "I forgot to introduce myself. My last name is Qi, Qi Beisong, nice to meet you."
Cheng Ji stretched out his right hand and shook hands with him, and saw a piece of red rope on his wrist again.
Is that the small peach-pit gourd behind the rope
Cheng Ji asked: "Are you so sure that I need a boyfriend, not a girlfriend?"
"I'm not sure." Qi Beisong said, "But I want to know."
Cheng Ji smiled and said, "I have a wife."
Qi Beisong seemed to be frightened. He opened his mouth for a long time before saying, "So you got married at such a young age!"
Cheng Ji shook his head: "I'm not married, something happened to my wife."
Qi Beisong's mood was like riding a roller coaster, one second he was at the bottom, the next he was at heaven. He thought that if they were not married then she couldn't be called his wife!
"What happened?" he asked.
Cheng Ji glanced at him and said, "He doesn't want me."
Qi Beisong was shocked again, thinking, who dares to reject you? This guy deserves to be in trouble!
Cheng Ji thought he would be happy, but he looked annoyed, so he asked, "What's wrong?"
Qi Beisong was indignant: "I feel bad for you!"
Cheng Ji chuckled: "Really? You also think my wife is a jerk? I can't help it, who made me meet such a person?"
Qi Beisong asked: "What are your plans now? Do you plan to wait for someone to change their mind, or start over?"
He is a typical scheming person. He puts everything on the table and tells you to agree if you agree or refuse if you refuse, without any hesitation.
Perhaps it was because after experiencing a hardship, he realized that time should not be wasted; perhaps he was more mature than before and his problem of saying one thing and thinking another had been cured.
In short, he has taken a detour in his life, and now when he can be direct, he will come straight to the point, especially when facing the person in front of him.
Cheng Ji thought: Is there any difference between waiting for someone to change their mind and starting over with someone? It's the same person anyway.
"I'm waiting for my wife." He looked infatuated.
Qi Beisong nodded: "Very good."
He was silent for a while, obviously trying to calm down his disappointment, and said slowly: "You have to be a little persistent in your life, and you will live a good life."
Cheng Ji asked back, "Am I doing well?"
He stepped on the brakes, as if stimulated by these words, and stared blankly at the front of the car. They were driving on the scenic road around the sea, the road condition was very good, and there were few people and cars at night.
Cheng Ji couldn't act any more, so he pulled over and said to Qi Beisong, "I'm going to smoke a cigarette outside, wait for me." The latter agreed.
Cheng Ji walked a little further away, to a place where Qi Beisong could not see him, and his hands were shaking slightly as he lit a cigarette. He exhaled smoke towards the sea and held his aching temple with his hand.
He was not having a good time at all.
For most of the past three years, he seemed optimistic and strong, as if he could not be defeated. He tried his best to smile to everyone, but in fact, there were many times when he did not want to laugh at all, or even when he laughed the happiest, there was a thorn in his heart, which was that they could not be together and did not know the future.
Now it’s even more interesting, Qi Beisong doesn’t remember him!
The only person he is willing to love in this world doesn't remember him, who else can he count on
Do you hope that the mountains will know? The rivers will know? The motherland will not forget
How can you ask him to stop doubting himself and stop denying himself
Was it his fault that Qi Beisong forgot about him? Did he fail Qi Beisong? Did Qi Beisong hate him? Did Qi Beisong regret being with him
He reflected on himself every sleepless night. Guilt and self-blame were like wet mud at the bottom of a well, burying him from the light of day.
He has not changed in the past three years. He is still the same Cheng Ji with a handsome face, smiling at everyone he sees, and with a straight back.
But he changed again, and when he pretended to be happy, everyone felt that he didn't really care that much.
He joked with Chen Chuan and the others, saying that Lao Qi was crazy, Lao Qi was a pig's hoof, and Lao Qi had unknowingly won the crown at the top of psychiatry. It was really funny, but also really sad...
Now Qi Beisong actually said that one should be persistent in life and wished him a good life!
Idiots are so torturous!
Feeling someone behind him, Cheng Ji turned around and looked at the other person with moist eyes.
The warm yellow light of the street lamp shone on Qi Beisong's face, and he looked more serious than before.
Cheng Ji looked at him and thought: Forget it, I won’t scold him. Twenty-nine is such a good age, but I made him lie in bed for a year and a half. He lost out by following me, and I owe him.
“…” Cheng Ji looked towards the sea and blinked quickly and deliberately to suppress the tears that were coming up.
Qi Beisong asked: "What's wrong?"
Cheng Ji said, holding a cigarette in his mouth: "… I miss my wife."
Qi Beisong stood shoulder to shoulder with him and said, "I understand."
Cheng Ji shook his wrist and asked, "What are you wearing on your hand?"
"Oh, this," Qi Beisong raised his wrist and revealed something behind the red string, "It looks like a small gourd. I don't remember where it came from, but I've been wearing it all the time."
Cheng Ji took a deep breath, his Adam's apple moved up and down, trying to keep his voice steady.
"Why don't you remember?"
Qi Beisong pointed to his head and said, "I was injured here and was unconscious in the hospital for a long time. I forgot some things when I woke up."
"Isn't that gourd carved from a peach pit?" Cheng Ji said deliberately, "It's only worth a few dollars."
Qi Beisong nodded: "But it is very important."
"Why?"
Qi Beisong said: "I always have a feeling that I actually died a long time ago, but was pulled back from the gates of hell by this gourd, and woke up because of it. To me, it is not just a small gourd carved from a peach pit, it is a keepsake and the luck of my life."
Cheng Ji turned his head away and said, "...very good."
Qi Beisong couldn't see the tears in his eyes, so he asked softly, "Have you finished your cigarette?"
"I'm done." Cheng Ji put out his cigarette, wiped his face with the back of his hand, and said, "I've made up my mind."
"Decide what?"
Cheng Ji turned his head, his eyes were red but he smiled with his tiger teeth showing: "I decided not to wait for my wife, I plan to start over!"
Qi Beisong's eyes suddenly lit up!
Cheng Ji smiled and walked towards the car: "I didn't say I wanted to follow you, let's go, I'll take you home first, and then I have to go on duty!"
Of course he wasn't on duty, he just felt that he was always out of control, so he might as well go to the side and slow down, so as not to scare others with his tears. He was meeting again after a long separation, but Qi Beisong didn't feel the same way.
"You can consider me." Qi Beisong was more frank than he had been a few years ago and recommended himself solemnly.
Cheng Ji started over and asked, "Have you ever been in a relationship before?"
"Uh..." Qi Beisong smiled bitterly, "I don't remember."
Cheng Ji said seriously, "That won't do. Dating is a time-consuming and laborious thing. I finally got it done, but you forgot about it in the blink of an eye. Who can I complain to?"
Qi Beisong tried to explain that he was ill and said, "That Geng..."
Whenever he said something, Cheng Ji couldn't help laughing.
"What are you laughing at?" Qi Beisong asked, "What's your name?"
Cheng Ji took out Geng Chunhong's ID card.
In a sense, there is indeed a person named "Geng Chunhong" in the world. At least he used this fake identity when he was abroad, and even the official authorities acknowledged it. Back then, Geng had made him a fake ID for fun, but he didn't expect that after three years in China, not many people knew "Cheng Ji", but many knew "Chunhong".
Qi Beisong asked: "This is the name your father gave you."
"Um."
"Didn't you ever think about changing when you were a kid?"
Cheng Ji said: "This name is not very good. My father was just kidding when he named it. There is a poem called 'The flowers in the forest faded in spring, too quickly.' Many things in my life come and go in a hurry. I can't catch up, I can't catch up, I can't do anything about it."
Qi Beisong felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and his crossed fingers suddenly opened and then bent again. At that moment, he really wanted to hug the other person.
He looked at Cheng Ji's profile and saw a striking scar on his neck. Cheng Ji was very fair and had good skin, so this scar looked particularly hideous on him.
Qi Beisong asked: "How did you get the wound on your neck?"
That was caused by Cheng Ji being hit by shrapnel when he was in Country R. He was only half an inch away from death.
Cheng Ji said, "It hit the razor."
“You shave with a hacksaw?”
Cheng Ji smiled happily and said, "Mr. Qi, the blue sky is almost here, get ready to get off!"
The car drove straight into the underground garage and stopped. Because Cheng Ji had said before that he had to rush back to work, Qi Beisong could not invite him to sit up, so he had to suppress his disappointment and called a taxi for him.
While waiting for the bus, he smoked gloomily, and behind the rising smoke, his handsome face looked a little confused.
Cheng Ji shook his phone: "Add a friend?"
Qi Beisong couldn't get what he wanted.
Cheng Ji glanced at him, raised his eyes and said, "Where do you work? I'll pick you up from get off work tomorrow."
"You... are going to pick me up from get off work?"
"Well, I'll treat you to a meal." Cheng Ji asked, "Is that okay?"
Qi Beisong was so confused as a little boy that he even burned his hands with cigarette ash.
"… OK!"
"Send me a location!" Cheng Ji said before climbing into the taxi.
He had never been to Qi Beisong's company and really wanted a position.
Hongcheng is a city that gathers wealth and energy, and is famous for its rapid expansion. The main urban area is across the river and along the coast, with streets crisscrossing. Cheng Ji has only stayed in Hongcheng for two months in the past three years, and in those two months, he had almost no time to go out for a leisurely walk, so he actually doesn't know the way very well.
Qi Beisong watched the taxi go away, then turned back home, his heart pounding. He took off his shirt and ran wildly on the treadmill. He thought he might be crazy and could be ignited by a spark!
Sweat flowed down his muscular neck to his chest muscles. There were scars on his chest, which were marks left by the pacemaker.
But this mark was too gentle compared to Cheng Ji's scar. He couldn't imagine why something would damage such a beautiful body, and cut so deep and so big.
How much blood did he lose? How did he survive? How painful was it? Who was with him
He also felt pain, heartache!
He liked every inch of the other person, from the tips of the hair to the tips of the nails, from the bright eyes to the uncovered scars, he liked her so much that even though he had only met her twice, he wished he could be with her forever!
As he ran, he kissed the small peach pit gourd in his hand madly, as if that thing brought him endless good luck!
He repeatedly checked the other person's profile picture on WeChat, wanting to say something, typing and deleting it over and over again. He was not so worried even when he was nineteen years old!
Cheng Ji’s WeChat avatar is a German Shepherd, commonly known as a Blackback in China. There are several photos of the same dog in his album.
"He likes German Shepherds..." Qi Beisong murmured.
He decided to raise three big wolfhounds that could tear apart a house as a gift!
He didn't know that the German Shepherd was the dog that Cheng Ji raised in Country R. The dog used to be loyal to Cheng Ji and inseparable from him. Since he couldn't bring the dog back to China, Cheng Ji even cried several times while holding the dog.
The dog's name is Songsong (given by Chen Chuan).