Chen Mingsheng's voice came from the other end of the phone, and Yang Zhao unconsciously stood up straight.
"Chen Mingsheng..."
During the time apart, she imagined many times what she would say to him if he called.
Talk about the current situation, tell him to rest on time, tell him to pay attention to safety...
But when the phone was connected, she heard his low voice, but couldn't say what she had thought.
His voice was so hoarse, as if he hadn't had a good rest for a long time. Yang Zhao felt sore after hearing that sound.
"Chen Mingsheng, have you had a good rest?"
Chen Mingsheng said: "... yes."
"You have a fart."
It was rare for Yang Zhao to say a foul word, and Chen Mingsheng said in a low voice over the phone: "There really is..."
He was like a big kid who was found out by the teacher for doing something wrong, and still quibbled to himself.
Yang Zhao smiled silently.
After laughing, she suddenly remembered something.
"Chen Mingsheng, will it be okay for me to call you like this? Is it convenient for you to answer it?" Before Chen Mingsheng could answer, she continued, "I'm sorry, I don't have to call, I'll just say a few words—"
"It's okay!" Chen Mingsheng interrupted her almost immediately, "It's okay..." He whispered, "It's okay, I'll pick it up conveniently, you don't...don't hang up."
Although his tone was low, he followed Yang Zhao closely. Hearing his words, Yang Zhao thought about it, and his voice returned to its usual calmness.
"Is it."
What is Yang Zhao's sentence? With her unique tone and emphasis, people have to answer.
"… real."
Yang Zhao listened to Chen Mingsheng's obviously guilty answer, and his instinctive first reaction was to say "You're lying."
But when those four words were about to blurt out, she quickly thought, what is the meaning of saying these four words now—no, there is no meaning at all.
So she changed four words, and she integrated many, many words into these four words, and said to Chen Mingsheng:
"I miss you."
I miss you so much, especially at dawn and late at night. When I think of you, I draw a picture. That is the scene I have seen countless times in my dreams. Every time I think of you, that picture will appear in my mind.
I am remembering and looking forward to it.
Chen Mingsheng's breathing became a bit heavy, and she could imagine his big hand holding the phone tightly, and she heard him say: "Me too..." His tone was much faster than before, "Me too, Yang Zhao, me too..."
Yang Zhao calmed down his mood slowly with a soothing tone.
"I know, you miss me too."
Because of her words, Chen Mingsheng really calmed down slowly. Holding his mobile phone, he said in a low and gentle voice, "How are you doing?"
Yang Zhao leaned against the wall and said, "Fortunately, how about you."
Chen Mingsheng said, "I'm fine too."
Yang Zhao said, "Is it really okay to make a phone call?"
Chen Mingsheng said, "It's okay, I don't have anyone by my side right now."
"You..." Yang Zhao paused, lowered his head, and said, "Why haven't you contacted me for so long?"
Chen Mingsheng didn't explain, nor did he give any reason, he just said in a low voice: "I'm sorry..."
Yang Zhao smiled and said, "It's okay, as long as you're okay."
"Um."
The two fell silent at the same time.
Sometimes I want to say too much, but I don't know how to speak.
This kind of stillness is beautiful and comfortable. It was very similar to when they met for the first time in a real sense, Yang Zhao drove him to the rehabilitation center, the peace along the way.
Yang Zhao was already satisfied.
She said softly: "Chen Mingsheng, work hard, I'll die first."
Chen Mingsheng hesitated for a long time, and said with difficulty: "What do you want?"
Yang Zhao said, "No, I'm afraid to disturb you."
Chen Mingsheng said: "I'm fine, it's okay. Just... let's talk for a while."
It was very rare for Yang Zhao to hear a kind of mature coquettishness from Chen Mingsheng's tone. Her heart softened, and even her face unconsciously relaxed a little.
"Okay, what do you want to say."
Chen Mingsheng is not a good picker of topics, and he has a lot of thoughts recently, especially when he returned to Kunming from Yang Zhao's place yesterday, he went back to the hotel to catch up on sleep, and slept very restlessly, almost opening his eyes every ten minutes.
Yang Zhao waited quietly for him to speak. Chen Ming was afraid that he would wait too long. She became impatient and blurted out in a hurry: "You, have you eaten yet?"
"..." Yang Zhao almost laughed, and said, "Did you eat? I ate."
Chen Mingsheng: "Oh..."
Yang Zhao thought Chen Mingsheng like this was very interesting, and she said, "How about you, have you eaten yet?"
Chen Mingsheng said, "Eat."
Yang Zhao laughed, and said flatly, "Lying again."
Chen Mingsheng: "..."
Yang Zhao said, "You should rest well."
Chen Mingsheng said, "Yes."
"Then I'll hang up first, pay attention to your body, don't work too hard."
"Yang Zhao..." When Yang Zhao was about to hang up the phone, Chen Mingsheng suddenly stopped her.
Yang Zhao: "What's wrong?"
Chen Mingsheng: "You—"
What happened to you and that man.
Chen Mingsheng's head was hot, and he was about to speak, but just as he was about to speak, there was a slight sound of the door opening behind him. Chen Mingsheng closed his mouth instantly.
Then Yang Zhao heard a soft voice, which seemed to come from behind Chen Mingsheng——
"Ah Ming, why don't you come here? I fried a fish for you."
Bai Weiwei seemed a little timid and didn't dare to disturb Chen Mingsheng, so she stood at the door, holding the door with her hands, and looked inside with half of her head exposed.
Chen Mingsheng turned sideways, glanced at her, and said, "I have something to attend to, and it will be over soon."
"Okay, okay." Bai Weiwei said repeatedly, then backed away and closed the door behind her.
Perhaps in the depths of Bai Weiwei's memory, there is an indelible fear of men. She is very careful when facing all men. Especially for men with serious expressions at work, she dared not go forward at all.
Now there were only her and Chen Mingsheng in the garden. When Yang Zhao called just now, Bai Weiwei was discussing with Chen Mingsheng what to eat for lunch. Chen Mingsheng felt his phone vibrate, he took out his phone and glanced at it, and with that one glance, Chen Mingsheng's heart shrank into a ball instantly.
He hung up the phone.
Bai Weiwei was still eagerly studying the lunch.
Chen Mingsheng's hand gripped the phone tightly, and he was stunned. Bai Weiwei asked him several times in a row before he realized and said casually, "Eat fish."
Bai Weiwei happily went to the kitchen to make fish.
Chen Mingsheng entered the room impatiently, and dialed back Yang Zhao's number.
Now, he picked up the phone again and heard Yang Zhao's voice: "Ah Ming?"
Only then did Chen Mingsheng realize that Yang Zhao had heard Bai Weiwei's words just now.
Chen Mingsheng was uncommonly incoherent.
"Yang Zhao, it's not...she, she's not—"
"It's nothing, Ming."
Yang Zhao's voice was full of teasing, listening carefully, there was no trace of resentment at all.
Chen Mingsheng knew that he was being tricked again, so he shut his mouth a little helplessly. Yang Zhaona's slightly cold expression almost appeared in his mind, and he laughed softly.
The voice passed through the mobile phone, low and short, and came to Yang Zhao's ears.
Chen Mingsheng felt that the breathless feeling just now had slowly disappeared.
He said to Yang Zhao, "That was because of work."
Yang Zhao's voice was light and light, and it sounded very casual, "Well, it's okay."
Chen Mingsheng took out the cigarette case from his arms, took a bite out of it, lit it, and said, "It's good that you don't misunderstand."
Yang Zhao said, "Okay, let's eat fried fish, I'm dead."
Chen Mingsheng: "..."
He took the cigarette away from his mouth, put his palm casually on the glass window, and said, "You don't seem to be worried at all..."
Yang Zhao said, "Why should I worry?"
Changing to Chen Mingsheng, he was speechless.
He heard Yang Zhao laugh softly on the phone, casually as if joking.
"Why, does that little girl like you?"
Chen Mingsheng tugged at the corner of his mouth, but did not make a sound.
Yang Zhao smiled flatly again, and said, "If you have the ability, come and grab it from me."
Chen Mingsheng finally smiled.
really.
In that fairy tale world, she was a witch, a queen sitting on a hilltop castle throne, and she bullied everyone without knowing it.
Yang Zhao said, "Take care of yourself, Chen Mingsheng, I don't ask much, take care of your health."
Chen Mingsheng said, "I know."
Yang Zhao said: "I won't call you next time, you... if you are free... forget it." Yang Zhao spoke intermittently for a while, and finally said decisively: "Don't contact me anymore, wait until your work is over. ,I'll wait for you at home."
Chen Mingsheng said, "Yes."
The phone hung up, and the two stood in different places for the same amount of time—with the same mood.
The door knocked lightly again, Bai Weiwei poked her head in, and whispered, "Ah Ming, the fish is getting cold..."
Chen Mingsheng turned his head and smiled at her, "I'm here."
This brief phone call simultaneously planted a seed of calm in the hearts of two people thousands of miles apart.
In fact, the content of their conversation was very simple. Yang Zhao didn't tell Chen Mingsheng about those sleepless nights, nor did he tell her what her parents said. Similarly, Chen Mingsheng didn't tell Yang Zhao about his difficulties at work, nor did he tell her about the day he went back.
On this call, none of that is necessary.
Two days later, Chen Mingsheng received a call at the Cuihu Hotel. The call was from Lao Xu, and there was only one content.
Liu Wei ran away.
To say that this Liu Wei is also hard-working, a group of them traded in a remote place in Tumen City, Yanbian Prefecture. God insisted on making trouble for both sides that day, and there was a heavy snowfall in eastern Jilin.
The trading time was late at night, and Liu Wei and his party of eight were trading under a bridge with the other party's people.
Both sides are sitting in the car, open the window directly to trade, so that they can escape quickly if something goes wrong. The police quietly blocked both sides of the bridge, waiting for their deal to be completed and to catch him.
When arresting people, they encountered strong resistance. Liu Wei led his men to pour the goods into the water under the bridge desperately. During the conflict, it was extremely chaotic.
And this Liu Wei is also a ghost, taking advantage of the conflict between the two sides, he jumped into the Tumen River secretly.
"Actually, we can't tell if he's dead or alive." Old Xu said, "The temperature in Jilin that night was minus seven degrees, and the river was covered with a layer of ice. He smashed a hole in the ice and went in. I don't know if he's still alive."
"Did you find the body?" Chen Mingsheng asked.
"I'll tell you a fart if I find it." Old Xu said, "The rest of the people caught him, so the **** ran away." The preparations were so detailed, and even one person ran away, and Old Xu was very angry.
"We took the blame this time." Old Xu said, "You should keep an eye on these few days to see if Liu Wei has returned."
Chen Mingsheng didn't answer, but Old Xu said, "Listen—"
"It's okay if you don't die." Chen Mingsheng said suddenly.
"Um?"
"I said, it's fine if Liu Wei isn't dead." Chen Mingsheng said, "Just wait and see. If he comes back, I think the effect will be better."
Old Xu said, "What are you thinking?"
Chen Mingsheng said: "Just wait for my news. Bai Ji should already know about it. If there is any letter, I will notify you."
Old Xu said, "Okay."