When Pan Zhi called, Jiang Cheng was still asleep as if he was going to hibernation. After singing on the phone for a long time, he answered the phone in a daze: "... Huh?"
"Fuck, I knew it," Pan Zhi said, "open your dog's eyes and see what time it is."
"It's four o'clock?" Jiang Cheng came to his senses and took the phone to his face to check the time, but his eyes were still blurred.
"It's half past three!" Pan Zhi said, "I know you must be like this, so I will call you in advance."
"It's too late," Jiang Cheng sat up, "I will leave the station and wait for you in a moment."
"Which mouth?" Pan Zhi asked.
"There is only one exit in total," Jiang Cheng glanced out the window. Through the dirty windows with a frosted glass effect, you can see that the weather is pretty good today, and it's golden. "It's hung up."
After getting out of bed after wearing the clothes, he felt more comfortable. Except for a little sleeplessness, the uncomfortable feeling that everyone wanted to catch and fight yesterday was gone.
Counting the time, I have been asleep since yesterday afternoon until now. I have been walking a little bit for the whole day.
Li Baoguo is not at home and does not know where he has gone.
Jiang Cheng thinks this "home" is quite magical. When his mother was about to retire, Li Baoguo still ran there several times, even though he didn't want to meet him.
Now that people are here, Li Baoguo has completely lost his original state of begging Bai Lai to pick up his son.
And the legendary brother and sister have not seen them for two days.
Jiang Cheng is not interested in the new "home" and has no expectations, but whenever he opens his eyes every day, he is alone in this lifeless room, and it still doesn't feel good.
If this house wasn't a high-rise building, he would think it was a century-old house. Inside and outside the house, there was a decadence of being unable to survive.
This is also the reason why he is not willing to let Pan Zhi live here. Compared with the original exquisite and clean room with a piano, Pan Zhi has been howling for two or three days.
In fact, even if he didn't receive the house to live in, the appearance of the East Station might make Pan Zhi howl for a while.
"Fuck me," Pan Zhi dragged a large suitcase and carried a large bag. As soon as he met him, he sighed, "This place is a bit unacceptable to me!"
"Then you go back," Jiang Cheng pointed to the ticket office of the station, "Hurry up, buy a ticket."
"Brotherhood!" Pan Zhi said, "I dragged a bunch of things all the way to see you! Shouldn't you be moved a bit!"
"I'm so touched." Jiang Cheng said.
Pan Zhi glared at him, and after a while, he opened his arms: "I really miss you a little bit."
Jiang Cheng went to hug him: "I didn't care about it."
"Do you know why you only have me as a friend?" Pan Zhi let go of him.
"I know," Jiang Cheng nodded, "You two."
He has a lot of friends, but they are all dispensable. They hang around together, hang out with each other, meet small things, and break up big things.
Only Pan Zhi, although he only knew that he was in the same class in the third year of junior high school, he has not been in three years yet, but he is iron.
The only thing he missed after coming to this small broken city was Pan Zhi.
"Master, do you know Di'er?" Pan Zhi asked when he got into the taxi.
"Can you not know me," the driver said with a smile, "the best hotel we have here."
"It's pretty good." Jiang Cheng glanced at him.
"Using pick, his room is the most expensive," Pan Zhi took a lighter from his pocket for a long time and put it in his hand. "Do you like it?"
Jiang Cheng looked at the lighter. He liked the style, without any decorations. Only two letters were engraved at the bottom. He leaned closer and stared at it: "What's the engraving? The police?"
"J, c, the initials of your name," Pan Zhi said, "Cool."
"... It's so cool," Jiang Cheng put the lighter in his pocket, "How many days do you stay?"
"Two days," Pan Zhi sighed, "school is about to start."
"Sigh at the beginning of school." Jiang Cheng said.
"Trouble, taking exams in class, homework papers," Pan Zhi frowned, "I want to learn everything like you without strenuousness. I don't even go to class and take the top ten. I don't sigh anymore."
"Who said I didn't work hard," Jiang Yan gave him a sideways look. "You didn't know when I was reviewing all night."
"It's useless for me to spend ten nights," Pan Zhi pulled a long voice and sighed again. "Fuck me, I know why I miss you so much. Once you leave, no one will show me the answer to the exam!"
"Leave school." Jiang Cheng said.
"What about human nature?" Pan Zhi glared at him.
Jiang Cheng smiled and said nothing.
Pan Zhi was not satisfied with this small city, but he was still satisfied with the hotel, and went into the room, under the bed, and checked the bathroom and bathroom: "It's okay."
"Go and eat something," Jiang Cheng looked at the time, "Go eat barbecue?"
"Well," Pan Zhi opened the suitcase, "I have other gifts for you."
"Huh?" Jiang Cheng replied while sitting on the side of the bed.
"Guess first?" Pan Zhi reached into the box and took a dig.
Jiang Cheng glanced at the box. The box was full of all kinds of food in large and small packages. In this case, there was nothing else to fit.
"Whistle." He said.
"Damn," Pan Zhi smiled, and took out a long black leather case from the bottom. "Is it too easy to guess or we two are too clever?"
"It's so easy to guess," Jiang Cheng took the sleeve and took out the black whistle to look at it, "Very good."
"Susak, d," Pan Zhi said, "I bought the wrong one, right? Is it the same as your previous one?"
"Yes," Jiang Cheng blew out casually, "Thanks."
"Don't mess it up anymore, I gave it to you." Pan Zhi said.
"Yeah." Jiang Cheng put away the whistle.
He doesn't actually have the habit of getting angry and smashing things. After all, he is a person who has been educated for more than ten years to "restrain", so he can fight and beat people, but he rarely smashes things.
The whistle was smashed last time, but there was really no place to spread the fire, and I couldn't go up and fight with dad.
Not going back tonight, he hesitated for a moment whether to text or call Li Baoguo, and finally chose the phone. Li Baoguo took a long time to answer the phone: "Hey!"
Hearing the news, he knew that he was playing cards. Jiang Cheng was a little speechless. I don’t know if his mother understands Li Baoguo’s habit, but... Maybe compared to the family atmosphere that was ruined because of his own existence, this is not a big deal. Son.
"I have a classmate who came to see me, and I won't go back tonight, at the hotel." Jiang Cheng said.
"Are there classmates coming?" Li Baoguo coughed a few times. "Then you can play with your classmates. What phone calls are you making? I thought there was something wrong." (End of this chapter)