There is only one employee in the cafe. The back kitchen is designed with transparent glass. Although she can't hear the people outside, she can see the situation clearly.
Today the store is reserved, and other employees don't use it. She sat with the boys outside for half an hour, and finally couldn't hold back, and walked out with a hot towel.
"Hi, do you need to..."
The other party stood up suddenly, the girl was startled, and took a step back subconsciously.
The boy had no expression on his face, and the coffee on his clothes had dried up. He turned to leave, but turned back after thinking of something: "How much?"
The girl was stunned for a moment, and quickly said: "No, that lady paid for it..."
Yu Fan looked up at the menu of this restaurant, took out the 30 yuan cash he brought out for dinner from his pocket today, put it on the table, turned around and left the coffee shop.
August is the most comfortable weather in Nancheng. Yu Fan walked on the street, but it was like being in an ice cellar, and his walking posture was stiff.
He smelled the coffee smell on his body, and he didn't think about anything, but when he came back to his senses, he was already standing in the kitchenware area of the supermarket.
He glanced at several items one by one, picked them out and took them to the front desk to pay. When entering the payment password, because my fingers were too wooden, I made a mistake twice and was almost locked.
The owner of the supermarket was about to take the bag to pack the things, but the other party picked up the things with one hand, turned around and opened the door to go out.
Back in the familiar old neighborhood, the passing neighbors saw the stains on his body and the things in his hands, and immediately hid away. Only one person still chatted up to him foolishly.
"Brother, are you out of school too?" The little girl sat on the steps, "Our school went on an autumn tour today, did you go too?"
Yu Fan paused when he opened the door, then turned to look at her silently.
"But my parents won't come back for a long time." The little girl put her face on her hands and saw the things in his hands, "Brother, are you going to cook today?"
"No." Yu Fan said hoarsely.
She let out a long "Oh—" and suddenly thought of something, she got up and patted her skirt and walked down: "Brother, can you take me to eat? I can pay, I have left for my autumn tour..." She He hesitated, "7 yuan."
Yu Fan glanced at his trousers that were being grabbed by her, reached into his pocket and touched it, and then remembered that he had given all the cash to the coffee shop.
"No," he said.
The little girl let go aggrievedly: "Ah... okay. Brother, your clothes are all dirty."
Yu Fan didn't speak. He unlocked the door and entered the room. Before closing the door, he suddenly thought of something and pulled the door open again.
"If you hear any noise today, don't come down. Or cut off your pigtails."
The little girl was so frightened that she immediately covered her two braids, and said with round eyes, "Why do you want to cut—"
The door is closed.
There was no one at home, so Yu Fan threw the things on the table, turned around and went into the bathroom to wash his face.
His cheeks, neck, and ears were all sticky, and his skin was already the color of coffee. He looked up at the mirror, raised his face and rubbed the dark yellow spots, and after rubbing twice, he didn't get rid of it, and then changed to scratching.
A few minutes later, he looked at the bloodstains on his neck and lowered his hands silently.
He always thought that when he was 18 years old, when he graduated and left here, he would be able to get rid of Yu Kaiming completely.
But he forgot that someone had already escaped, after so many years, he was still deeply tortured by Yu Kaiming.
Yu Kaiming has no shame, always threatens people with the method of hurting both sides, and only picks people's weakest places to attack. Indeed, as he said, he is not afraid of wearing shoes when he is barefoot. If you beat him up, he will recover. If you send him to prison, he will come out. People in this world worry too much, but Yu Kaiming always succeeds.
It's like he made himself a human bomb, so that everyone can't do anything about him.
But Yu Fan is different. When someone poked his weak spot with a knife, he would pull the knife out of his body and stab it back at that person.
He is more open-minded than others.
When Yu Fan came out after washing his face, his clothes and hair were already wet. He took out the last half pack of cigarettes left unsmoked, sat on the balcony, and smoked expressionlessly. He leaned on the anti-theft net loosely, looked up at the sky, and suddenly a certain question that Chen Jingshen gave him at noon appeared in his mind.
How did I solve it...why suddenly I don't remember it.
He stared at the sun until he was blinded. He didn't blink until the phone buzzed.
[Wang Lu'an: You fell into the toilet! ?]
[Wang Lu'an: Why don't you go back to the classroom yet.]
[Wang Lu'an: Fangqin came to patrol the classroom, I lied to her that you went to the school doctor's office, she didn't doubt it, hahaha!]
[Wang Lu'an: Where are you?]
Yu Fan stared at the screen for a while before raising his fingers to type.
[-: I still have sugar in my drawer]
[Wang Lu'an: Huh?]
[-: Take it and eat it]
He glanced at the time. Yu Kaiming has been very regular recently, and he will definitely go home to watch the game before ten o'clock in the evening. Last few hours left.
Yu Fan sat up, crossed his legs and thought about it seriously. The doors and windows must be locked, Yu Kaiming's voice is so loud, he needs to find something to stuff his mouth, and...
He suddenly remembered something, jumped off the balcony and went back to the room.
He took out the key from his schoolbag, unlocked the lock under the desk, pulled out the cabinet and dumped all the contents on the ground. The odds and ends were stacked together, and the pink envelope lying inside was the most obvious.
Yu Fan only glanced at it and didn't look any further. He randomly picked out a black bag and stuffed everything about Chen Jingshen into it.
Love letters, draft paper for exams, copybooks that are almost finished, Doberman pinscher dolls...
None of this should be in this room. Nothing about Chen Jingshen belongs here.
Yu Fan seemed to be cleaning up some scene. He was not at ease after installing all the things he remembered. He searched the room without saying a word, for fear that he would leave something behind. In the end, he even lifted the sheets, overturned the closet, and tore off all the certificates on the wall, checking the wall behind the certificates like a madman.
By the time he finished flipping through everything, the room was already in a mess.
Yu Fan stretched his legs casually, and sat on the ground with the black bag. He suddenly wanted to smoke again, but he had already finished the last half pack of cigarettes just now.
So he scratched his hair and searched in the mess everywhere. Before today, Yu Fan didn't know that there were so many things in his room, the hairpins his mother used to use, his elementary school uniform, an eraser from an unknown era... and a dusty photo album.
He moved too much when flipping through things, and the photo album lay open on the floor.
He passed by the photo album, reached out to close the book, and glanced at the first photo on the top.
More than a dozen children stood side by side, with "Summer Camp Group Photo" written on the top, because the background was the red wall of Cheng'an Temple, which he had just visited not long ago, so Yu Fan took a second look.
The photo was taken after he had fought with those little boys. He was isolated by the other kids and the teachers of the summer camp, so he stood on the far left of the line, far away from the others.
Another isolated figure stood on the steps above him.
Yu Fan had just won a fight at the time, and he was arrogant and arrogant, looking up at the camera with his head up and chest out, making the crying bag behind who was still crying even more stupid.
He glanced at it, then closed the photo album, threw it into a drawer, and continued to look down on the ground.
After a few seconds, Yu Fan suddenly felt something was wrong.
After a while, he turned his head blankly, stared at the photo album for a while, and then reached out to take it.
When flipping through the photo album, Yu Fan's fingers were stiff. He looked back page by page, as if he had a hand for the first time. He saw his grandfather, Yu Kaiming, and his mother in the photo album. I don't know how long it took before I finally found that photo again.
The summer camp in my memory is like being covered with a layer of gauze. He only remembered that the crying bag's eyes were small and thin, and he couldn't see his eyes when he cried.
He stared at the tearful person in the photo for a long time before reaching for the photo. The photo album is old, and the layer of film on which the photos are placed has been tightly attached to the photos. Yu Fan stretched out his hand to pick it out, and the more he picked it, the more anxious he was, the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't get it out. The cool and clear autumn wind came in through the window, and Yu Fan sat in the room, sweating profusely.
The photo was pulled out, and Yu Fan stared at the familiar eyebrows of the crying bag for a long, long time. Then flipped to the back of the photo with shaking fingers.
Everyone's name is written on the back. He glanced at the word "Yu Fan" first, then raised his eyes tiredly to look at it.
"Chen Jingshen"
A few tears were caught off guard and fell on the photo. At this moment, Yu Fan's head seemed to open suddenly. The stickiness on his skin, the tingling pain in his neck, and the huge suffocation in his chest were all conveyed to his limbs and bones, and he was so painful that he couldn't make a sound. .
He finally lost control, his fingers trembled violently, and tears kept falling down in embarrassment. Chen Jingshen's name has always been blurred. He reached out to wipe the water stains on the photo, but he couldn't finish it no matter how much he wiped.
A strong nausea rose in his throat, and Yu Fan put down the photo and rushed out of the room.
He knelt in the toilet, vomiting uncontrollably. In fact, he didn't eat anything at all. Every time he vomited, he felt like he was going to vomit out his stomach. He vomited with tears all over his face, and all his senses were left with bitterness.
why? he thinks.
Yu Fan actually seldom thinks about these things, but at this moment, he can't stop thinking, why? There are so many people in the world, why is it him? Why should he be born? Why not take him away? Why doesn't he seem to have a good time
I'm afraid Ji Lianyi thought so too. why? Why did her son meet someone like him
Why did Chen Jingshen meet him
When Yu Kaiming came home, the room was dark. He muttered "Why don't you turn on the light", turned around and went into his room, took two pieces of clothes and went into the bathroom.
When he came out again, he was terrified by the scene in front of him.
The door of the house was locked, and the shoe cabinet was moved behind the door to block it. Yu Fan stood in front of the shoe cabinet without any expression, looking at him pale and indifferent.
"Yu Kaiming." Yu Fan said, "Will you go with me, or die with me?"