At the same time, in the Furong teahouse, after the police went upstairs to inquire, Lin Zhaoming realized that the young man who had saved him had disappeared at some point.
He frowned and said, "Where's the young boy just now?"
Lin Zihui patted his head, with a blank expression on his face: "Yes, the one who was here just now, why disappeared?"
"Forget it," Lin Zhaoming waved his hand, "Anyway, he left the card, if he wants me to repay the favor, he will definitely come to me."
The conscience of heaven and earth, Chen Jianan, who slipped away behind Qiao Wen's back, really didn't expect to ask for such a big oolong favor.
Hang Chi Hang Chi turned two turns, and after leaving the noisy place, he finally slowed down out of breath, but he still didn't put the person on his back down.
It was Qiao Wen who reminded him: "Brother Nan, I'll go by myself."
Chen Jianan said: "It's okay, I'll carry you on my back so that you won't be out of breath after taking two steps."
Qiao Wen laughed, but still broke free from him and went down to the ground.
Chen Jianan looked him up and down by the dim night light, and asked suspiciously, "Are you all right?"
Qiao Wen spread his hands with a smile: "It's really all right."
Chen Jianan still looked at him carefully from side to side, and finally believed that there was nothing serious about him, so he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "This morning, I just breathed a sigh of relief when I saw you. It's only been a day, and you're so much better. magic."
Qiao Wen: "Before, I couldn't eat anything. I woke up today and drank water and ate porridge. Naturally, I feel much better."
Chen Jianan nodded: "That's true. I don't like to get sick since I was a child, but I have a good appetite. As long as I am hungry, I can eat a bowl of pig food."
Qiao Wen: "..." There is no need to make such a comparison.
As if thinking of something, Chen Jianan reached out and wiped his mouth, tearing off the thick beard, perhaps because he stuck it too firmly, he grinned his teeth in pain and took a deep breath.
Without the beard, his youthful face fell into Qiao Wen's eyes. Only then did he have an intuitive concept of his appearance. The original book didn't describe Chen Jianan's appearance in detail, but he should be pretty good, after all, he was nicknamed Pretty Boy Nan.
But at this moment, Qiao Wen saw his appearance clearly, and was still a little surprised.
He originally thought that Chen Jianan was handsome, but according to the ruthless style in the original book, this handsome must also be fierce and rough.
However, Chen Jianan, who had no beard, was unexpectedly handsome. In addition, he specially wore a shirt today, and he even had the air of a handsome gentleman.
It's just that Qiao Wen's accident didn't last for two seconds, and was broken by the handsome young man holding his beard with a curse: "Damn it, what a crap!"
Although Chen Jianan was born in Changgang City, his father was from Beijing and Tianjin, and he was exiled here after the war. He still retains a northern accent at home, and he would utter a few words from his hometown from time to time.
The Walled City and even the entire Hong Kong City originally came from all corners of the country. Shanghainese gather to speak Shanghainese, Hokkien people speak Hokkien, and Chaoshan dialect can be seen everywhere. The original body, Xiao Qiaowen, listened to Wu Nong's soft words from her grandmother since she was a child, and she spoke with a bit of softness.
Qiao Wen withdrew his clear and handsome evaluation, and said: "By the way, that was the killer in the teahouse just now. Although you ruined the personnel affairs, you also saved the boss. You did a good deed. How can you say that you caused trouble?" Do you know the killer? Are you afraid that someone will come to trouble you?"
Chen Jianan shook his head: "I don't know."
"Then it's fine. You are dressed like this today. I don't think you will recognize you when I see you in the future. Don't worry, saving people is a good thing anyway."
"I..." Chen Jianan patted his head and hesitated to speak. He really didn't know him, but Master Bao definitely did.
Seeing his appearance, Qiao Wen tentatively asked, "Brother Nan, do you have something to hide from me?"
Chen Jianan hurriedly grabbed his shoulders and shook his head, laughing and saying, "Of course not, how can I hide it from your sharp eyes."
Although the original body is thin and thin, perhaps because of good genes, he is not short, but compared with Chen Jianan, he is still half a head shorter. At this time, although Chen Jianan was still a young man with a thin body, he was a big man by the standard of a northerner. Being taken over by him, Qiao Wen only felt that he was really weak.
Chen Jianan was afraid that his career as a killer would fail, so he touched his cheek affectionately, and changed the subject: "Why is your face so cold? Your body has just recovered. It's windy at night, so don't catch a cold. I'll put your clothes on Take it off to you."
Probably because the original body was used to being close to him, Qiao Wen naturally didn't feel any discomfort from such touching. He has callused palms and warmth, and it's quite comfortable to stick to his face.
He shook his head: "It's already May, I still feel hot, and it's cool to blow."
Hearing this, Chen Jianan didn't take off his clothes anymore, he just held him in his arms, and said with a smile: "You have always been afraid of the cold but not the heat, so I will hold you and block the wind for you, so as not to blow too much wind."
The young man's body was very hot, but Qiao Wen really didn't feel cold. He laughed and said, "It's very hot."
Because the original body was always short of breath when speaking, this voice seemed to be acting like a baby.
Chen Jianan still hugged him: "Why don't I feel hot?"
The two talked and laughed, and walked slowly to the entrance of the city with their shoulders crossed. The neon lights of the metropolis are flashing, and after entering the alleyway, they suddenly become the distant background. An invisible dividing line divides the inside and outside of the city into two worlds. Inside is a dark and dirty slum, while outside is a bustling metropolis.
It should be that the power went out again, and the city wall that had never seen the sun was there, and now there is only a little bit of moonlight that barely penetrates. A few mice passed by in a group through the narrow alleyway, making harsh squeaking noises, and did not run away when they saw people, which can be called extremely arrogant.
Although Qiao Wen felt a little disgusted, he would not be frightened. In addition, he had seen this scene clearly during the day, so he was extremely calm at the moment.
On the contrary, Chen Jianan stood forward nervously, stomped his feet a few times, and while driving away the unknown creatures in the darkness, he pulled Qiao Wen to lead him the way.
His care made Qiao Wen suddenly think of Lin Nan again. From childhood to adulthood, whenever he encountered danger, he would always rush ahead of him.
When I was young, I didn't think there was anything, and I didn't know the preciousness of such friendship until I lost it.
Chauvin in this world is tragic, but also lucky. At least during these years when he lived in Kowloon Walled City, he met Chen Jianan, who protected him and took care of him like a brother.
If his life was not too short, Chen Jianan in the original book probably would not have embarked on that road of no return. Now that I have replaced that poor young man, no matter how he will live in this world in the future, at least he must lead Chen Jianan to the right path.
The two lived in an eight-story tenement building, one on the second floor and the other on the third floor, just up and down.
Before reaching the door, Chen Jianan yelled loudly: "Grandma, we are back."
As soon as the words fell, the door at the entrance of the corridor on the second floor opened from the inside, and old women poked out their old faces, and said with a soft smile: "Finally back, Haozai said that Ah Wen is in good health, go out and walk around To breathe, I was still worried that something would happen to me alone, so I waited at home for a long time, and when I saw that I came back with Anan, I was relieved."
Chen Jianan said: "That is, with me here, nothing will happen to Ah Wen."
Grandma Qiao smiled: "I made soup, Anan, you can drink a bowl before going upstairs."
Chen Jianan rubbed his stomach: "I just had dinner with Xiao Qiao just now, and my stomach is still full, I really can't hold it anymore. You, Xiao Qiao, drink it. I'm going up, call me if you need anything."
Qiao Wen watched him go upstairs and walked into the house slowly.
Grandma Qiao looked him up and down by the candlelight: "Are you all right? Anan said that you are being treated at Uncle Hua's, and you can't see the wind. Let me not go to see you for the time being. I'm really worried these days."
Qiao Wen looked at the grandmother in front of him. She was wearing an old indigo coarse cloth cheongsam, embroidered black cloth shoes on her feet, and her hair was tied with a bamboo hairpin. There is quite a relic of the daughter of the Republic of China.
Because of the original body, Qiao Wen had an instinctive feeling of closeness to her. He held the old man's hand and entered the door: "Grandma, I'm fine."
Just after speaking, I felt dizzy for a while, and couldn't help panting twice.
Seeing this, Grandma hurriedly supported him to sit on the old cloth sofa next to him: "Sit down well, Haozai brought back the medicine for you, and it is warming on the stove. You drink the medicine first, and then some soup."
Qiao Wen said, "Thank you, grandma."
Grandma Qiao said with a smile, "Why are we being so polite?"
Looking at the bowl of black Chinese medicine in his hand, Qiao Wen hesitated for a moment, then raised his head and drank it, and then there was an extra maltose in his mouth, which was stuffed by grandma.
The originally bitter mouth was instantly filled with sweetness.
He smiled at Grandma with curved lips.
Seeing him smiling, Grandma also smiled sincerely: "Yes, you should smile more, it's not good to be sad all day long."
Qiao Wen looked at her calmly. A rich girl had experienced the war and her family's downfall. After her son, daughter-in-law and husband left one after another, she raised a sick grandson alone in a chaotic slum. This woman cannot be said to be strong.
After Qiao Wen ate the sugar, he drank a small bowl of tremella soup, put the bowl away slowly, and said, "Grandma, when I get better, I will find a job, and if I earn money, we will move to an apartment outside. There is no need to sell dry goods anymore."
Grandma looked at him lovingly and said with a smile: "Grandma doesn't expect you to make a lot of money, as long as you are in good health."
Qiao Wen didn't say much, just nodded and said, "Grandma, go and rest, and leave me alone."
"Okay, Haozai helped fetch two buckets of water. I boiled a pot. While it's still hot, you wash up and go to bed early. Call grandma if you have something to do."
"good."
During this period, the Kowloon Walled City had no running water, only eight public faucets and wells, and residents had to fetch water every day. The Qiao family was old and weak, and Chen Jianan and Haozai had basically taken over all the water in the house over the years.
In such an environment, there is naturally no water heater or flush toilet in the house, and the bathing place is on the balcony. The two-square-meter balcony is also a kitchen and a shower room.
Fortunately, Qiao Wen has a lot of experience in the field, so he is not that particular.
This body lay in Uncle Hua's black clinic for four or five days, and it was filled with an unknown amount of decoction, and the whole body smelled pungent.
After bumping into it at the teahouse earlier, Qiao Wen realized it was a bruise after taking off his clothes, and it hurt when he touched it. What kind of body is this that is so fragile.
He sighed helplessly, and took a hot bath seriously. He really felt much more comfortable, but he was also extremely tired, as if he had done heavy work.
Back in the room, the room was quiet, and grandma was already asleep.
Qiao Wen sat down on his wooden single bed, blew out the candles on the table, wiped his hair, and took advantage of the moonlight outside the window to look around the small room.
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Originally it was a room, divided into two rooms inside and outside. Grandma slept inside and he slept outside.
The room outside is less than ten square meters, and it also serves as a living room and a dining room. Apart from the bed under him, there is only a small cloth sofa, a small coffee table, and a wooden cabinet. As for the home appliances, except for a floor-standing Fans and radios, nothing else.
There is barely enough room left to accommodate people.
However, the room was kept very clean, presumably the mother-in-law and grandson are quite particular people.
Qiao Wen had short hair, and after blowing on the electric fan for a while, it was almost done.
He lay down on the bed, and the quilt smelled clean and fresh, which made people feel at ease.
Probably because this body had been lying down for too long, he didn't feel sleepy for a while, so he could only rest his head on his pillow and stare blankly at the faint moonlight outside the small window.
So Qiao Wen couldn't help but think of Lin Nan again, wondering if he also went to another world like himself, did he live a good life or a bad one
Thinking about it, it shouldn't be bad, after all, he is a person who can shine everywhere.
While he was in a daze, a black shadow suddenly climbed up the window under the moonlight, hanging on it like a giant bat, covering most of the originally dim light.
Qiao Wen was shocked immediately, thinking that the bats in this city had become spirits? How is it similar to people
No, the "big bat" suddenly poked into his head, lowered his voice and said, "Xiao Qiao, are you asleep?"
It turned out that it wasn't the big bat, but Chen Jianan.