In the morning, Jiang Cheng got up a little late, and when he opened his eyes, it was almost time for class.
The longest he missed from school was two days, and he stayed home for three days at night, but he was very late in comparison. I don’t know why, if he planned to go to school, he would be reluctant to be late.
Now that school has just started, he hasn't decided not to go to school, so when he saw the time, he jumped up from the bed, ran into the bathroom, and grabbed the disposable toothbrush.
He usually doesn't use these things when staying in a hotel. The toothbrush is too hard and too big, and the toothpaste is generally not tasty... When I rinsed my mouth, I found that I didn't know whether I was using the left hand to brush my teeth incorrectly or the toothbrush was too bad. His teeth were bleeding. .
Then he looked up in the mirror and looked at his pale face that had not slept well, as well as the faint blue eye circles, with the toothpaste on his mouth...
"Ah..." He covered his chest with his gauze-wrapped hand in front of the mirror, pointed one finger in front of him, and gasped in pain, "Shit... it's... poisonous! Ah!"
After the performance, I had fun for a long time, and then I remembered that it was almost too late, so I hurriedly splashed some water on my face to wash my face.
When he checked out and ran out, he seemed to see Rujia smiling at him across from him.
That's right, he found Rujia according to the instructions that Jiaofei Fei had clearly stated yesterday, but he didn't live in the whole body except for five hundred yuan and a mobile phone, not even his clothes.
Because he didn't have an ID card, when he tried to ask the waiter to help him find a way, the waiter even threatened to call the police.
It is so difficult to live in a shop in a big dilapidated urban area in a small broken city!
He already wore Gu Fei's sweater, Gu Fei's down jacket, took Gu Fei's charger, ate his meal, and smoked his cigarette. He was really ashamed to go back and tell Gu Fei to borrow your ID card. used.
When he was going to find an Internet cafe to make do with the night, he saw this small hotel opposite, and he was saved.
He looked back at this small hotel, the Zhou Family Hotel, and wrote it down, so that he can revisit it later when he writes his memoirs.
I bought breakfast in the small shop downstairs of the hotel, but I didn’t have time to eat it, so Jiang Cheng stuffed all the food into his pocket and ran to school for a while.
The distance from No. 4 Middle School to here is not too far. The two stations are still small stations. The time to wait for the crowd to be crowded has come, but to say it is close, it is quite terrible to run all the way like this now. Don't drive.
When he ran to the school gate, Jiang Cheng heard the prep bell ringing, and all the people who gathered towards the school gate in slow motion didn't respond. It's like a stroll in the garden.
He slowed down, not wanting to become a hurried scholar among the crowd.
In his current state, the teacher on duty came over to scold people early, and the teacher on duty standing at the entrance of No. 4 Middle School, whether he had a good temper or was just used to it, shouted softly, "Hurry up! Hurry up. Step by step! Whoever climbs the door when the door is closed will be registered and deducted points!"
Climbing the door? Jiang Cheng turned his head and glanced at the school gate.
The door of No. 4 Middle School is still imposing, with two floors, the first floor is a half-person-high electric door, and there are two large iron doors with spikes on them.
He suddenly remembered that Gu Fei was late yesterday, climbed the door and came in
Gee. As soon as he thought of the row of spikes, he felt a gust of wind blowing through his crotch, making it cool.
When going upstairs, someone called his name from behind: "Jiang Cheng!"
He turned around and saw Wang Xu running over with a large pancake while nibbling.
"It's really you," Wang Xu looked at him up and down, "I thought it was Da Fei just now, but the hat is wrong... Why are you wearing his clothes? Are these his clothes?"
"En." Jiang Cheng continued to go upstairs.
"Did something happen?" Wang Xu looked at his hand again, "Fuck me? What's wrong with the hand? Is it a monkey? You went up to Dafei to hide?"
"No, no." Jiang Cheng replied.
"You don't have to hide it from me," Wang Xu patted him on the shoulder with great loyalty, "It's because of me, I'll take care of it if something happens, tell me the truth..."
"Don't," Jiang Cheng turned to look at him, "pat me on the shoulder."
Wang Xu raised his hand.
"Don't pat me on the back." Jiang Cheng said.
"Fuck," Wang Xu put his hands back in his pockets a little unhappily, and took a few steps to the front of him and went upstairs, "It's hard."
Gu Fei didn't come to the morning self-study, and he didn't know if he was late again or absent from class.
Jiang Cheng was lying on the table, shielding himself with Zhou Jing's body in front of him, and slowly eating breakfast, no less than five people around him eating together.
He sighed while eating, it was only two days ago, and he was inexplicably assimilated
His breakfast is fairly simple, fried dumplings and soy milk, and the dumplings are also very careful to ask for cabbage stuffing, for fear of eating something tasty during class.
As a result, I looked at the people next to me, buns stuffed with chives, biscuits stuffed with chives, no matter the taste, and some people were holding a bowl of beef noodles and eating it.
The first class was English, and as usual, Lao Lu roared when he came in, and snatched half of the bun from the guy who ate the slowest meal in the morning and didn't finish the class.
"Hey," Zhou Jing turned his head sideways, "Jiang Cheng Jiang Cheng."
Jiang Cheng glanced at him and said nothing.
"Jiang Cheng?" Zhou Jing called him again, "Jiang Cheng."
"If you have something to say, say it directly." Jiang Cheng suddenly understood why Gu Fei was too lazy to pay attention to him, and what this person wanted to say had to be called by name until you agreed.
"Are you wearing Da Fei's clothes today?" Zhou Jing asked.
Jiang Cheng frowned, looked at the down jacket on the back of the chair, and felt that he was probably wearing the clothes Gu Fei wore most often.
Wang Xu can recognize it at a glance, and Zhou Jing can see it too. It is estimated that half of the people in this class know that he wears Gu Fei's clothes to class.
Looking down at the sweater on his body, he can only pray that this sweater is not often worn.
"The sweater is also from Dafei?" Zhou Jing asked again, "You were at Dafei's house yesterday?"
Hold!
Jiang Cheng ignored him, lying on the table wanting to sleep.
"Hey, Jiang Cheng," Zhou Jing stopped hitting the table now, "Why didn't Da Fei come today?"
"If you don't shut up again, I'll kick you." Jiang Cheng said with his eyes closed.
Zhou Jing sighed and was silent.
The classroom was very warm and hot, but if he took off his sweater, it wouldn't be suitable. Besides, he had no other clothes in his sweater, so he couldn't go to class shirtless.
This Gu Fei looked rather low-key. He didn't even say a word in school, and he didn't see anyone close to him. He went to the toilet alone, and as a result, he remembered all the clothes he was wearing.
It's fucking amazing.
The second session was Chinese class. After class, Lao Xu walked in front of him and glanced at him: "Jiang Cheng, come here."
Jiang Cheng got up, hesitated for a while, but could only put on Gu Fei's clothes again, followed Lao Xu out of the classroom, and stood together in the corridor: "What's the matter, President Xu?"
"Why didn't Gu Fei come to class today?" Lao Xu asked.
"How do I know?" Jiang Cheng was a little speechless.
"You don't know?" Lao Xu looked at him with the words "I don't believe it" written on his face, "Do you really not know or don't want to tell me?"
"I'm not familiar with him, what kind of cover should I give him?" Jiang Cheng said a little irritably.
"Oh, that's it," Lao Xu sighed, "I saw you wearing his clothes, I thought you were together yesterday, and I know why he didn't come."
"...Oh." Jiang Cheng responded, and he could only respond to this one. With one more word, he felt that a mouthful of old blood would spurt out of his mouth.
"Jiang Cheng," Lao Xu looked at him, "You've been in contact with Gu Fei for the past two days, what do you think of him?"
Jiang Cheng glared at Lao Xu, if he didn't know that he was in school now, the person standing in front of him was his head teacher, and Gu Fei was just his tablemate, he really felt that he was facing a blind date introducer.
"One day," Jiang Cheng corrected Lao Xu's statement, "to be exact, half a day."
"Yes, he didn't come yesterday afternoon," Lao Xu frowned, "Then you feel..."
"I don't feel it," Jiang Cheng interrupted him, "Mr. Xu, I have no opinion on this person."
"As for Gu Fei, he's quite smart, he's different from the other underachievers," Lao Xu insisted on his own, "If he can master his ideological work, his grades can go up."
"Me?" Jiang Cheng pointed at himself, and almost wanted to ask if you didn't wake up.
"No no, it's me," Lao Xu pointed to himself with a smile, "Of course the ideological work is done by the head teacher."
Jiang Cheng didn't say anything, he could see that Lao Xu was a good person, but given his current status in the minds of students, this job was a bit difficult, and even Zhou Jing's estimates didn't buy him. Not to mention Gu Fei.
"I mean, your grades are good," Lao Xu said, "could he make a pair with him?"
"What?" Jiang Cheng stared at Lao Xu in surprise.
Pairing
This kind of thing has only been encountered in junior high school, and the ending is either a puppy love, but it can still be encountered in high school. At this moment, Lao Xu looks like a middle-aged and elderly emoji.
"It's not a pair," Lao Xu explained. "It's just that you help him more often, let him listen to the lectures in class, and tell him about the questions he can't do..."
Jiang Cheng looked at him, not understanding what kind of power could make Lao Xu have the illusion that Gu Fei could accept the urging of others.
"Before, I asked Yi Jing to give him time to tutor him. Yi Jing is the monitor and is very responsible, but she is a girl after all, so it's not very convenient," Lao Xu said, "so I hope you can... without affecting your grades. , take care of your classmates."
Lao Xu's expression was sincere, and there was a discussion in his tone, which made Jiang Cheng a little at a loss as to what to say.
Since he was a child, he has always eaten soft and not hard, sincere and not pretending, but Lao Xu's too naive request, he really can't eat it.
"Mr. Xu," he also said sincerely, "I think you should have a good understanding of me before you consider whether I should do this. Grades are not a measure of a person. You didn't watch me in class today. Didn't you even bring the book?"
The conversation did not continue, and the bell rang for the class.
Gu Fei didn't come to the school all morning, and none of the teachers in the class asked. It seemed that they didn't care who came or not.
Jiang Cheng was the first to leave the classroom as soon as school was over. He had nothing to pack, so he left in a set of clothes. He ran faster than the group of people who were going to the cafeteria to grab food, and rushed out of the school at a rapid pace.
Today's luck was not bad. As soon as he left the school gate, he saw a taxi dropping off passengers. He didn't wait for all the passengers inside to get off before sitting in the co-pilot.
"Apart from the shopping plaza in the city center," Jiang Cheng asked the driver, "Where else can I buy clothes?"
The driver thought for a while: "Shopping plaza."
"Where?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"It's in the city center," the driver replied.
"...Oh," Jiang Cheng leaned back and closed his eyes, "Just go there."
The shopping plaza was quite dirty. Jiang Cheng and Pan Zhi came to eat barbecue casually on the day, and there was nothing to admire, but now he couldn't care about it, as long as it was clothes.
He randomly picked a store that claimed to be discounted by wiping the neck and jumping off the building. If he didn't buy it, he was afraid that the boss would die in vain. He grabbed a sweater and a down jacket and tried it on.
When he walked out of the mall carrying Gu Fei's clothes, he felt relieved.
The newly bought clothes are of average style. Fortunately, the quality is good, they are warm, and the price is okay, but the price is definitely not enough to wipe the neck. At most, they jumped out of the window on the first floor.
Just grab a bite to eat in the nearest shopping plaza and then don't know where to go.
Why don't you just go back to school and find a dry cleaner next to the school to wash Gu Fei's clothes.
He stopped taking taxis. His mother gave him a lot of money in the card, but looking at Li Baoguo's situation, it is estimated that the money will be used from high school to college... He looked at it, and there was a bus stop in front of him.
As he was walking over, the phone rang.
Li Baoguo called.
He answered the phone reluctantly: "Hello?"
"Chengcheng!" Li Baoguo said in a loud voice, "Have you finished school!"
"En." Jiang Cheng continued to walk towards the station.
"Where did you spend the night last night?" Li Baoguo asked. "With such a fire, the neighbors who didn't know it thought I was doing something to you!"
Jiang Cheng didn't speak, he walked to the stop sign and stood there, wanting to see if there was a car that could get to the school.
"Is your anger gone?" Li Baoguo asked again, "Come back for dinner, I made dumplings, I'll wait for you to come back to eat!"
"I..." Jiang Cheng didn't want to go back, but he couldn't say anything at the moment, and after a long pause, he said, "I'm in the shopping plaza."
"It's not too far, you can come back by taking the 19th bus," Li Baoguo said immediately, "it's at the station at the east exit of the square!"
When Jiang Cheng returned to Li Baoguo’s street with his clothes, he found that there was a dry cleaner not too far away. It looked a little unreliable, but there were a lot of clothes hanging in the window. He hesitated. After a while, he took Gu Fei's clothes in and let them wash them, and also paid for expedited money to pick them up at night.
When he got downstairs, he stopped. A rickshaw was parked at the entrance of the corridor in front, pulling a car of glass. Li Baoguo was standing beside him, took a few pieces of glass from the car, and then walked back with some difficulty.
This is probably to replace the window that he broke yesterday, Jiang Cheng sighed and ran over: "I'll get it."
"Yo, I'm back!" Li Baoguo shouted, "You don't move, I'll just take it, it's quite expensive after a while!"
Jiang Cheng glanced at it, and it was indeed not easy to turn his hands, so he took the key in Li Baoguo's hand and went over to open the door.
"There is a tacit understanding!" Li Baoguo raised his head and shouted to whom, "Look, this is my son! There is a tacit understanding with me!"
"Why don't you find a worker to come over and install it?" Jiang Cheng looked at the room, the broken glass on the ground was still there, he went to the kitchen to get a broom, "This..."
"Looking for workers?" Li Baoguo rolled his eyes, "How much will it cost! Let me tell you, I still pay on credit for these pieces of glass!"
"On credit?" Jiang Cheng was stunned while holding the broom.
"The owner of the glass shop in the back street always plays cards with me and asks him if he wants it first," Li Baoguo said. "I'll give the money in two days when I'm lucky."
Jiang Cheng opened his mouth but didn't say a word. Li Baoguo didn't even have a few pieces of glass on his body? Do you still need to play cards for a glass of money
"Is it the backstreet?" He bent over and swept the glass on the floor, "I'll go and give the money later."
"Good son!" Li Baoguo put the glass on the table and clapped his hands, "I know I feel sorry for me! Your family gave you a lot of money, right?"
Jiang Cheng looked back at him and said nothing.
When Li Baoguo went to the kitchen to get dumplings, he grabbed the jacket he had thrown on the bed, took out his wallet from his pocket and opened it, feeling a little speechless.
The cash shouldn't have been moved, but the card's position had changed. He glanced at the card number again and made sure it was the original one. Then he put the wallet back in his pocket and sat on the edge of the bed, feeling a little tired.
When Gu Fei took out the cigarette case and wanted to get the cigarettes, he realized that the pack of cigarettes had already been smoked.
He frowned, crumpled the cigarette case into a ball, and threw it to the ground beside his feet.
In addition to the cigarette case, there was a cigarette butt on the ground.
It was quite quiet today. In the morning, Lao Xu called a few times, as well as his mother and Li Yan. He didn't answer all of them, and finally turned off the phone.
The world is quiet, and he can savor the deepest fear in his heart alone.
The sky has begun to darken, and the north wind is blowing faster and faster. The wind can pass through the hat, through the ear bag, through the mask, and swipe under the face.
He turned around and walked out along the path between the two rows of tombstones, took a broom in and swept the cigarette butts on the ground, then stared at the photos on the tombstones.
This is the first time he's seen a photo in the whole day he's been here today.
In the dim light, the person in the photo looked extraordinarily unfamiliar, but there was still a hint of fright in him.
"I'm leaving," he said.
He always felt like someone was behind him when he turned to leave.
When he turned around, he saw only a silent tombstone.
Going forward, the footsteps were a little heavy, Gu Fei took a breath and quickened his pace.
The moment he put the broom down, there was a huge sound of water in his ears.
His breathing stopped, and he felt a sudden darkness around him.
Not the sound of running water, nor the sound of ordinary paddling, this is... the sound of someone struggling in the water, with a desperate, painful, loud sound.
The water splashed up, one after another splashed, and one by one was smashed, and there were a pair of eyes staring at him in the water.
"Why didn't you save me! Are you itchy!"
Gu Fei kicked the trash can next to him in a burst of fear, and the sound of the trash can overturning on the ground pulled him back to reality.
He pulled his collar, lowered his head and walked quickly along the empty road towards the gate of the cemetery.
It wasn't the last word he heard, but it was a word that echoed over and over in the nightmare he had never woken up all night on the day Dad died.
Before Dad died, he didn't have time to speak, and he couldn't speak, only struggling desperately.
He didn't know why he dreamed of such a sentence, nor did he expect that this sentence would follow him for the next few years, becoming a fear that he could not face.
The feeling of standing soaking wet by the lake was always so real, so real that every time he had to reach for his clothes and repeatedly make sure they were dry.
The cemetery is actually quite prosperous. The road from the gate is the street, and Gu Fei almost trotted into a supermarket.
He only began to feel the warmth after the lights were all around him, and the stiffness of his body slowly subsided.
He bought two packs of cigarettes and a bottle of water, bought another Oden, sat in the rest area and finished eating before returning to the street.
I lit a cigarette in a sheltered place by the side of the road, and as soon as I took a puff, I pinched it off and wanted to vomit.
There was a feeling of sand in my throat right now.
After getting on the bus, he filled a bottle of water, and when he finally recovered a bit, he turned on his phone.
A bunch of missed calls are mainly from Lao Xu. No one else has anything important to do. If he knows he is turned off, he will not call again. Only Lao Xu is endless like a loyal and persistent suitor.
After reading the missed call, I turned to the message, and there was only one message, which Jiang Cheng sent.
-I'll bring you clothes at 8:00
When he saw Jiang Cheng's head portrait, he remembered the picture he gave to Jiang Cheng P yesterday, and he leaned against the car window and smiled inexplicably for a long time.