"Oh! Also! Thank you, thank you."
"Competitor Jiang Cheng decided to increase the difficulty again! He decided to increase the difficulty again! Wow—"
"Guide Cha, do you think he made a mistake this time or is he not technical enough?"
"I think his skills still have room for improvement..."
…
The room was still very quiet, but Gu Fei's mind was already filled with Jiang Cheng's voice, all kinds of nuances, all kinds of tones, and a scene full of enthusiasm.
He has always been good at dealing with stalemate scenes, but at this moment he felt that he was facing a dead end, as if he could see the road to "being beaten up" unfolding before his eyes.
No one knew that Jiang Cheng had a slingshot, and the only time he showed a slingshot was probably by the lakeside, empty, without, one, person, by the lake.
He didn't even have a chance to make an excuse not to admit it.
Jiang Cheng didn't say anything, he just stood across from him and looked at him with no expression on his face. After the momentary shock disappeared, his face remained expressionless.
He couldn't even speculate on Jiang Cheng's current emotional state.
"That," but he still had to say, "the day I..."
Jiang Cheng didn't speak, as if he was waiting for him to speak.
"I was passing by." Gu Fei said.
"That lake has no way to go," Jiang Cheng said, "I've walked all the way."
"It's true that I have something to do there," Gu Fei finally found a more gentle way of saying, "I saw you playing with slingshots there. We didn't know each other too well at that time, so I left without saying hello."
Jiang Cheng glanced at him and threw the slingshot in his hand. When the slingshot made two turns and fell back into his left hand, Gu Fei saw his right hand grab a handful on the table next to him.
Not good!
He knew that there were quite a few clothing accessories on the table, and... buttons.
What Jiang Cheng grabbed was the button.
Gu Fei turned around and wanted to run behind the set next to him.
It is not an ordinary small button. Ding Zhuxin's design uses all kinds of "return to simplicity" materials. It is a button in the shape of a wooden bead, which is simply the perfect slingshot companion.
"Is this what you said, bystander?" Jiang Cheng said.
Gu Fei heard a swooshing sound, and then there was a pain in his thigh, and the wooden beads hit him.
He turned his head and saw that Jiang Cheng had already pulled the slingshot away again, and stood there and aimed at him.
"You..." Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Cheng released his hand, and he shouted, "Ah!"
This time the button hit him in the stomach.
To be honest, Jiang Cheng didn’t use much force. If it was like the force he used to hit the ice pit by the lake that day, he probably wouldn’t be able to shout at this moment.
"Don't you say that this slingshot is a defective product!" Gu Fei jumped over the sofa and hid his lower body behind the back.
"Let's see who is hitting," Jiang Cheng took another button and aimed at him, "I can hit accurately with two fingers and a rubber band."
"Don't..." Before Gu Fei could finish speaking, Jiang Cheng released his hand again, and the button hit him on the arm. It hurt a lot, he rubbed his arm a few times, "Damn it!"
"The bystander you're talking about," Jiang Cheng tightened his slingshot and looked at him from between the forks of the wood, "Is that kind of a bystander, right?"
"It's just a metaphor," Gu Fei was beaten three times in a row, he couldn't hold it anymore, he raised his voice, "You are unreasonable!"
"What reason!" Jiang Cheng roared, his hands trembling violently, "What reason? You are so naive as you wander around the sky and stand on the sidelines, what reason! There is no reason to say anything in this world! Tell me! Is it reasonable for me to be sent back to this ghost place as soon as I know that I am not my own
"Brother Cheng," Gu Fei stepped back from behind the sofa, "I really don't know why..."
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Cheng hit the fourth button on his chest.
"Ah!" He jumped, and when he stepped back, he fell directly into the sofa, and didn't get up at all, and roared at Jiang Cheng, "Come, come, come, come, come on, the marksman Jiang Cheng! Come on! It's cool! There are not enough buttons here! Not only are there wood, but also fucking stones, and iron and copper, why don't you just use iron!"
"You have seen it all," Jiang Cheng glared at him for a while, then lowered his hand, and threw the slingshot and the button in his hand to the ground, "Yes, you have seen it all."
"I see." Gu Fei replied.
"Where did you see it?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"From the time you hit the ice pit to the fork guide until you cry," Gu Fei said, "I've finished reading it all, if you start crying, I'll leave."
"Oh." Jiang Cheng responded and leaned back against the wall.
I saw it all, and the whole wonderful performance also comes with a gift for the gentlemen to hug and cry.
Jiang Cheng didn't know how he was feeling right now.
From shock to embarrassment, to feeling ashamed, to the humiliation of being spied on, and finally to anger.
And now, all the feelings are gone, and all that's left is discomfort.
He slowly crouched down against the wall, lowered his head and wrapped his arms around his head.
It's this pose.
From childhood to adulthood, not only crying, he likes to use this posture when he is uncomfortable, depressed, and unhappy. This kind of effort rounds up and shrinks himself, and tries not to let anyone see his posture.
Make him feel safe.
It's the same thing as sticking your head in the sand. It's not that you really think that others can't see you, it's just that you don't want to see anyone or anything.
Can't see, can't hear, that's all.
"Brother Cheng." Gu Fei walked up to him at some point and called him.
"Your uncle, Brother Cheng," Jiang Cheng buried himself between his knees and arms, his voice muffled, "Are you fucking younger than me?"
"One month younger than you." Gu Fei said.
"What a fucking shit," Jiang Cheng was so shocked that he couldn't hide his head, raised his head, "Do you still know my birthday?"
"The time you passed out with a fever, I looked at your ID card," Gu Fei said, "I somehow brought someone into my room, I have to find out who it is."
"Never mind me next time." Jiang Cheng buried himself in his knees again.
"Do you want it?" Gu Fei said.
Jiang Cheng looked out through the crack of his arm, Gu Fei was holding a cigarette case in his hand, he closed his eyes, and after a few seconds he reached out and took a cigarette from the cigarette case.
"Smoking here should be kept secret," Gu Fei also took a cigarette and lit it in his mouth, handing him the lighter, "No smoking in this studio, it's all flammable."
Jiang Cheng didn't speak. After lighting the cigarette, he turned his head and glanced at the surveillance camera in the corner.
"It's okay, she usually doesn't watch surveillance." Gu Fei said.
"Did you laugh?" Jiang Cheng asked, his voice was a little hoarse, as if he had suffered a lot of grievances, he cleared his throat a little unhappy, "When I was peeking."
"I laughed in my heart," Gu Fei said, "It's pretty funny at first, but if I say it's not funny, you can't believe it."
"Well," Jiang Cheng sighed softly, "I often play like this by myself. I used to play the flute like that. Next, we invite Jiang Cheng, a non-famous whistle player, to perform for us."
Gu Fei laughed, and the cigarette ashes laughed. He returned with an empty beverage bottle in his hand and flicked the cigarette ashes.
"Have you never played like this before?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"No," Gu Fei shook his head, "but there must be a lot of people who relieve the boredom like this. Someone posted a post in the post bar of the fourth middle school, saying that they can't fall asleep without finishing a big play in bed every day, and there are many people below. They all have the same hobbies."
"Really." Jiang Cheng smiled.
"But you know I've seen it," Gu Fei gave him a thumbs up, "I finally have a chance to tell you, Jiang Cheng player, you are the best player I've ever seen with slingshots."
"...Thank you," Jiang Cheng took the slingshot tossed aside and looked at it, "This is probably just a prop, and I don't intend for anyone to use it."
"Then you can hit me well, right?" Gu Fei said.
"No, it's just a hit," Jiang Cheng said, "I aimed at your butt when I spanked your leg."
"Oh," Gu Fei turned to look at him, "Why?"
"There's a lot of meat in the butt," Jiang Cheng said. "It's not easy to get hurt."
"I found that you're always quite... quite a bit, the fire isn't simmering, and there won't be a big problem." Gu Fei flicked the soot into the drink bottle.
"We Xueba can do anything," Jiang Cheng said with a cigarette in his mouth, "We will never throw people up a tree."
"Damn." Gu Fei laughed.
Jiang Cheng stared at the cigarette butt in his hand for a while: "Why did you go to the lake that day? It's so cold, there's no way out there again."
"That day," Gu Fei stopped, and after a long time he spoke again, "That day is my dad's death anniversary, I'll go burn some paper."
"Ah." Jiang Cheng was stunned.
"He drowned there." Gu Fei flicked his fingers on the bottle.
"Ah," Jiang Cheng continued to be stunned, and after a while, he continued, "I thought the water wasn't that deep there."
"It's not that deep. He drank alcohol that day, but if he didn't drink," Gu Fei stopped flicking his fingers on the bottle, "I'm probably the one who drowned."
Jiang Cheng suddenly raised his head and glared at Gu Fei.
When Li Baoguo said that Gu Fei killed his father, he didn't believe it at all. When Gu Fei said that his father drowned, he only thought "Ah, it was an accident", but when he heard Gu Fei's words, he was a little surprised. Don't trust your ears.
"My dad is quite an asshole," Gu Fei said calmly, "I've always hoped that he would die. If Li Baoguo was my dad, I wouldn't have any idea."
Jiang Cheng was silent, his mind was a little confused.
"He can't bet as much as Li Baoguo, but he can play more than Li Baoguo," Gu Fei smiled, "My mother married him when she thought he was handsome, and then he fought, even if he drank, and even if he didn't. I always felt that my dad's only way of expressing himself was probably his fist."
"I heard what Li Baoguo said..." Jiang Cheng remembered what Li Baoguo had said, "He beat Gu Miao."
"Well," Gu Fei bit his lip. He had been calm before, but his expression changed when he mentioned Gu Miao, "Gu Miao was born different from other children, maybe it was because he always Drinking... Of course he wouldn't think that way, he felt that he was in big trouble, he couldn't speak well, and he couldn't learn things."
"So you fight?" Jiang Cheng sounded a little angry.
"Yeah," Gu Fei tilted his head, "grab her and swipe it against the wall. After that time, Gu Miao never spoke again."
"Fuck!" Jiang Cheng shouted, and at this moment he had the urge to dig up Gu Fei's father's grave.
Gu Fei stopped talking, and the two of them stared at the drink bottle in silence.
After a long time, Gu Fei opened his mouth and said softly again, "I'm going to shake people up the tree, I'm just imitating him, maybe..."
"Don't talk nonsense." Jiang Cheng interrupted him immediately.
"This tone," Gu Fei laughed, "Why do you look like Lao Xu?"
"Then what tone should I use, Lao Lu, I don't have the strength to shout," Jiang Cheng leaned against the wall and sighed, "This place is really crazy."
"Your adoptive parents have protected you very well," Gu Fei said. "Although you feel like you're throwing a cannonball, you're really... clean."
"Probably," Jiang Cheng said softly, and after thinking about it, he tried to ask, "Why did Li Baoguo say it was you... Forget it."
"Did I kill my dad?" Gu Fei said.
"Ah," Jiang Cheng suddenly felt that it was really inappropriate for him to ask this at this time, "You don't need to care, I don't believe it, I just... Forget it, don't mind if I didn't say it."
"It's not straightforward at all," Gu Fei gave him a little thumbs up. "Actually, it's nothing. There are rumors. There are all kinds of rumors. We have a lot of rumors here. I'll tell you about it when I have time."
"En." Jiang Cheng nodded.
"When my dad took me to the lake, someone saw it," Gu Fei said, "When they came over, my dad was in the lake, and he had stopped moving. I was standing beside me, it looked like the scene of a murder, the murderer I didn't even cry, it's too cruel."
"That's... I'm scared." Jiang Cheng frowned, he didn't dare to imagine such a scene, Gu Fei didn't know how old it was at that time.
"I don't know, maybe," Gu Fei lit another cigarette, "I'm going to say you might be scared."
"Speak out and scare me." Jiang Cheng said.
"I don't have the ability to save him, I can't swim, and I'm about to freeze," Gu Fei lowered his voice, "but I just wanted him to die, so I just stood there, watching him not moving a little bit, I watched him sink, just like that...watching."
Jiang Cheng suddenly felt a little breathless. He tried to take a deep breath twice, but was unsuccessful, as if he was bound by something.
"Isn't it scary," Gu Fei said in a low voice, with a slight trembling, "I'm very scared, I save him, I'm afraid he will kill me, I'm afraid he will kill Ermiao, kill my mother ... I didn't save him, I just watched him die bit by bit... Every year on the day he died, I felt like a layer of skin was peeled off, and I couldn't get past this hurdle for the rest of my life... "
Gu Fei's hand holding the cigarette trembled so badly that even the rising smoke seemed to be struggling.
"Gu Fei," Jiang Cheng didn't expect Gu Fei to have such a story, he was completely overwhelmed by shock, but now seeing Gu Fei's state of being completely different from his usual calmness, like he didn't care about anything, he was in a completely different state. After that, his hands trembled, and he didn't know what to do, "Gu Fei..."
Gu Fei turned to look at him.
Did not cry.
Fortunately, Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, although he felt that Gu Fei probably wouldn't have a sore nose like him, just like a fragile old lady, but he was still a little worried.
Gu Fei looked at him, and he was even more at a loss. He raised his hand and hesitated for a long time, and finally put it on Gu Fei's shoulder and put his arms around him: "Brother Cheng, hug."
Gu Fei didn't struggle, he just lowered his head, with his forehead resting on his knees... Of course, most people wouldn't feel like he was stabbed when someone touched him.
"Actually... Forget it, I don't even know what to say," Jiang Cheng had never comforted anyone, and he didn't want to comfort anyone he didn't know to a certain level, and when Pan Zhi, who had the best relationship with him, didn't need any comfort, his heart was big. He had to be able to pass even after eating shit and sleeping, he could only pat Gu Fei lightly on the back, and then rubbed it a few times, "It's alright, it's all over... It's normal for you to feel scared, but this is the case. It's over."
Gu Fei lowered his head and didn't move.
"Then what," Jiang Cheng put his arms around his shoulders and rubbed his arms again, "You can be considered someone who has experienced major events, right, before my mother... was my adoptive mother, she always said, In this lifetime, any experience is valuable, good or bad…”
Gu Fei still lowered his head.
Jiang Cheng was thinking about words in his mind, while worrying that his knowledge of comforting others did not match the title of Xueba.
Just when he had no words to say, he could only keep snoring on Gu Fei's back arm, ready to say the childish comforting words "snoring, snoring, hair can't be frightened", Gu Fei finally moved. over the face.
"You..." Jiang Cheng hurriedly looked at him, and he was stunned when he saw it. Gu Fei was grinning with the corners of his mouth curled up, he suddenly retracted his arms and roared, "Do you have any goddamn humanity! You actually laugh? "
"Ah," Gu Fei laughed even harder, "This is the first time I feel the comfort of such a low rank, I can't help it, I was so sad..."
"Go away!" Jiang Cheng roared and jumped up from the ground, "Believe it or not, I'll beat you up to make you sad right now!"
"Don't, don't..." Gu Fei also stood up and quickly kicked away the slingshot on the ground.
"No, I was really worried about you just now, and I was so anxious to give you a snort, you know!" Jiang Cheng was speechless, "You had such a good time playing with people, shouldn't I give you a round of applause... "
"Thank you." Gu Fei said.
"You're welcome," Jiang Cheng replied reflexively, and he didn't even bother to say anything after he regained his senses, "... Your uncle."
"Really." Gu Fei raised his hand and tapped lightly on his shoulder with his fingers.
Jiang Cheng didn't speak, and inexplicably glanced over his shoulder.
"Thank you," Gu Fei leaned over and hugged him, "Really."
Unlike the hug he used to celebrate his victory on the court that day, Gu Fei hugged him very tightly this time, and his conditioned reflex for being late could not come out.
"Also," Gu Fei put his arms around him and said softly, "I said bystander, please think about it with the brain of your Xueba, and don't try to understand it any further."
"I'm definitely not biased in my understanding," Jiang Cheng said. He could smell Gu Fei's body mixed with a faint smell of tobacco, and suddenly felt that this kind of hug made people very comfortable. Still the down-to-earth kind, or something else, in short, he did not push Gu Fei away, "When you saw me by the lake, you just felt like a bystander, watching others cry, watch others laugh, watch Others split into eight petals."
Gu Fei laughed for a long time: "Okay, I just watched it for a while, I didn't think about anything else, and I didn't laugh at you."
"That's right," Jiang Cheng said, "Be sincere, how bright this world is."
Gu Fei patted him on the back and released him: "I thought it was going to kill you today."
"No," Jiang Cheng sighed, "I'm a little worried, I seem to know too much..."
"It's okay," Gu Fei picked up the camera and looked at it, "I have a picture of your underwear."
"What?" Jiang Cheng glared at him.
"I have, yours, the underwear photo," Gu Fei shook the camera, "with face, high-definition without code."
"You bastard," Jiang Cheng pointed at him, "I shouldn't have comforted you just now, do your classmates know that you are so perverted?"
"My deskmate knows." Gu Fei smiled.
Jiang Cheng's face was stern, and he was happy for a while.
It doesn't matter if Gu Fei has a picture of him in his underwear. It's not his underwear, it's not a picture of him without underwear. In comparison, what he cares more about is...
"And your running chicken photo." Gu Fei said.
"You deleted it for me!" Jiang Cheng roared.
That's right, compared to the underwear photo, he was more concerned about the photo that ran like a chicken. It would be really shameful if people saw it.
"Yes," Gu Fei replied succinctly, "help me write the review on Monday."
Jiang Cheng glared at him, and finally said helplessly: "Don't you even know how to write a self-criticism? As far as your virtue is concerned, you haven't written much since you were young, right?"
"I really can't write it. I have asked Li Yan to help me write it before, and Zhou Jing, everyone who can be arrested has been arrested." Gu Fei said.
"Hey," Jiang Cheng poured a glass of water and took a few sips, "To be honest, I admire you a lot, you just mess around like this, you even have to mess around with the review, what about the college entrance examination."
"I think so far, there is still more than a year," Gu Fei said, "I didn't think about the college entrance examination, I just wanted to get a diploma."
"Then what kind of technical school do you go to?" Jiang Cheng glanced at him, "You can still have a skill."
"I have," Gu Fei shook the camera again, thought and smiled again, "I really wanted to go to a university when I was in junior high school, but later I thought it was meaningless."
Jiang Cheng didn't say a word, feeling that Gu Fei didn't really think it was meaningless. Given his family's situation, he couldn't leave to go to school.
"You should be able to go to a great university," Gu Fei said, "but after two years in a junk school like No. 4 Middle School, will it affect you?"
"No," Jiang Cheng drank all the water in the cup, "It's nothing more than what's in the book, and it's the same for anyone who teaches."
Gu Fei gave him a thumbs up.
"Maybe it's my mother... Let's compete with my adoptive mother," Jiang Cheng frowned, although she wouldn't know, "I don't know where you put me, I'll be rotten, I'll stay far away from here. "
"Yeah," Gu Fei stretched his waist, "no one wants to stay in this crappy place."