On the way back, the heater in Ning Junyan's car was still fully on.
The two of them didn't talk much, Chen Yuncheng kept showing Ning Junyan the way, and it took more than 40 minutes for Ning Junyan to park the car on the side of the road of Chen Yuncheng's small store.
Chen Yuncheng had no intention of inviting Ning Junyan to sit in his room, so he just said, "Thank you."
Ning Junyan glanced at the closed rolling shutter by the roadside, reached out and picked up the mobile phone in the car, and asked, "Phone number?"
Chen Yuncheng couldn't help but glance at his cell phone, then reported his cell phone number, and then saw Ning Junyan calling him.
The phone rang twice and hung up.
Chen Yuncheng opened the car door and got out of the car, stood in front of the car door and said to Ning Junyan, "I'll invite you to dinner next time when you're free."
Ning Junyan did not speak.
Chen Yuncheng then said, "Be careful on the road." This was the meaning of seeing off guests. After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and closed the car door, took a half step back and waved at Ning Junyan in the car.
Ning Junyan drove away.
Chen Yuncheng always had a feeling of being in a trance. He stood on the side of the road for a while, then squatted down and opened the door with the key, and got into his old shop that didn't even have a signboard.
The weather is getting colder every day.
Before going to bed, Chen Yuncheng boiled a pot of hot water and sat on the edge of the bed to burn his feet. He lazily fell on his back on the soft bed, reached for the phone that was thrown on the bed, and found that Ning Junyan's missed call was still on the screen. hint.
He opened the caller ID, saved Ning Junyan's number and name in the address book, then put away the phone, raised his hand, rubbed his face, and closed his eyes with a sigh.
Ning Junyan later spent more than half an hour driving from Chen Yuncheng to his home.
When he opened the door, the room was pitch black. He reached out and turned on the light in the entrance hall, and only a pale yellow light illuminated the smaller half of the room.
This house has more than 130 square meters, which is actually a bit big for him to live alone. The decoration style of the whole house is very concise, and the color tone is also cold, and it is deserted anytime, anywhere.
Ning Junyan put his coat on the armrest of the sofa and walked inside wearing slippers.
Although it was winter, he still opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the lid and gulps down half of the bottle, and then put the remaining half back.
After taking a shower, Ning Junyan sat naked on the edge of the bed in the well-heated bedroom, reaching for the phone on the bed.
The WeChat group that I joined because of work is flashing messages all the time, but most of this time has nothing to do with work.
He copied Chen Yuncheng's phone number, clicked on WeChat to find the other party, and saw that Chen Yuncheng's WeChat name was Strange City.
Ning Junyan's WeChat name is only a simple "Ning", he added Chen Yuncheng WeChat, then put the phone on the bedside table, reached out and turned off the lamp to sleep.
Chen Yuncheng waited for the store to open the next morning, and sat at the counter to open his mobile phone and WeChat only to find that Ning Junyan had added his friend. After he clicked the agreement, he saw Ning Junyan appear in his friend column, and did not take the initiative to follow up. The other party greeted him, and Ning Junyan never looked for him again, as if he was just following a procedure.
A few days later, Zhou Yan took the initiative to appear.
His overall mental state was much better than last time, with a white shirt and a tie inside the black down jacket.
As soon as Chen Yuncheng saw him, he asked, "Have you found a new job?"
Zhou Yan nodded, he walked into the store, leaned against the counter, and asked Chen Yuncheng to bring him a pack of cigarettes.
Chen Yuncheng brought him a pack of ten yuan cigarettes, put them on the glass counter, and said, "I invite you, but I'll smoke less in the future."
Zhou Yan raised his hand and pulled out his down jacket, took out his wallet from the inner pocket, and took out twenty dollars and put it on the cigarette case, "I'm so embarrassed to invite you, I'm here to invite you to dinner today."
Chen Yuncheng lowered his eyes, looked at the twenty dollars, and said, "Really?"
"I'm currently working in a store that sells used cars."
The restaurant where Zhou Yan invited Chen Yuncheng to eat was a very good Chuanchuan restaurant nearby. At dinner every day, the store was almost full, and the tables and chairs were placed outside, occupying the originally wide street.
The two of them were sitting on the side of the street. The wind was too cold in the winter. The boss covered both sides with transparent plastic sheets. With the constant tumbling heat from the bottom of the pot, the open-air environment was barely warm.
Chen Yuncheng put his chopsticks on the bowl, looked at the bamboo sticks inserted into the hot pot, leaned back in the chair and asked Zhou Yan, "Is there enough money for the child's treatment?"
Zhou Yan shook his head, "But there is always hope." He looked rather relaxed.
Chen Yuncheng was a little strange: "It's so profitable to sell used cars now?"
Zhou Yan heard the question in his tone, reached out and grabbed a handful of boiled beef and handed it to Chen Yuncheng, "The market is not bad now," he said, "Really, Brother Cheng."
Chen Yuncheng took the beef and saw that Zhou Yan took out a work permit from his shirt pocket. It was really a second-hand driver.
Zhou Yan stuffed his work card back.
Chen Yuncheng asked him, "You didn't work with Zhang Wenyong, did you?"
Zhou Yan asked strangely, "What?"
Chen Yuncheng shook his head, he didn't know what Zhang Wenyong was doing recently, but that day Long Zhanyu specially came to ask him about Zhang Wenyong, which made him feel vaguely uneasy.
The reason why this shop's business is so good is that it really tastes very good. Chen Yuncheng used chopsticks to put all the beef on the bamboo stick into the dipping plate, and then slowly picked it up and eaten it.
The bottom of the pot in front of him was churning, and the red oil rolled over the pale red soup base, and a white mist with a spicy taste emerged.
Through the white mist, Chen Yuncheng said to Zhou Yan, "I met Ning Junyan."
Zhou Yan was obviously stunned and asked, "Who?"
"Ning Junyan," Chen Yuncheng repeated, he felt that Zhou Yan might not remember this person.
However, Zhou Yan put down his chopsticks, and the whole person looked dazed, "Is it really Ning Junyan?"
Chen Yuncheng nodded.
Zhou Yan didn't speak, as if he was instantly lost in memory.
And following this gap, Chen Yuncheng also subconsciously remembered the first time he saw Ning Junyan. At that time, Ning Junyan was actually ten years old. Although the clothes he was wearing were a little dirty, he could see that it was very good, quiet and peaceful. He squatted in the corner pale, with a dull expression on his face.
Chen Yuncheng was eight years old at the time, and he didn't wash his hair for nearly half a month. He saw that his godmother was finishing cooking and his godfather was not in the house, so he approached cautiously and called him, "Hello?"
Ning Junyan did not speak.
Chen Yuncheng reached out and pushed his shoulder.
Ning Junyan still didn't respond, didn't even look at him.
Chen Yuncheng retracted his hand in disappointment, thinking that he was a fool.
"What is he doing now?" Zhou Yan said suddenly, interrupting Chen Yuncheng's thoughts.
Chen Yuncheng leaned to the other side and said, "Be a doctor."
Zhou Yan smiled when he heard the words, "I didn't expect it." He spoke to himself, and couldn't help but said again: "It's actually normal, his family seems to be rich, and we are not in the same world."
Chen Yuncheng did not speak.
Zhou Yan paused for a while and said, "Actually, I think he's quite scary."
Chen Yuncheng raised his eyes and looked at him.