Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 84

Lian Jue locked himself in the dark bedroom that night and did something not quite open.

He rummaged through Chen Tingwei's mobile phone without authorization and looked at the clips related to Chen Tingwei countless times.

The only photo Lian Jue found in Shen Tingwei's mobile album that can be regarded as a selfie is a blurred photo with a tricky angle and no focus on the picture.

Chen Tingwei had a red rash the size of a fingernail behind his ear. Perhaps because he was itchy, he couldn't see behind his ears. He took it smartly with his camera, leaving a small part of his face that was invisible in the photo.

Lian Juechang followed the film and played the live photo again and again when shooting, just to see Chen Ting flashing into the corner of his eyes when he didn't take his phone back in front of him.

What he thought was that Chen Ting had slept beside him for so many nights, why didn’t he even know about eczema behind his ears?

Lian Jue heard Chen Tingwei and the girl named [Happy] repeatedly assured: "He is married, really a marriage." Later, the question was a little helpless when he was smashed by the other party one after another. He could hear that he was comforting the other party in a very gentle tone, and seemed to be a little embarrassed, "Okay, stop guessing, he is really good to me... I have the opportunity to introduce you to you."

He was confused and puzzled by the empty contact list of Chen Tingwei's mobile phone, but such thoughts were quickly replaced by the soreness and pain that overflowed from his heart, as if the frequency of his heart beat became dull and difficult to deal with.

The untie window penetrated into a pale sky light, illuminating the tiny dust floating in the air.

Lian Jue pulled out his thoughts from the loneliness hidden in Chen Ting's mobile phone, sat up from the bed blankly, and looked at the light light cast on the quilt without any effort.

After his consciousness slowly returned, Lian Jue quickly got up from the bed, walked into the bathroom to wash, changed his clothes, and drove to the police station to ask about the results.

While waiting on the bench of the police station, Chen Tingwei's cell phone rang very lightly.

Lian Jue took out the number and found that Chen Tingwei's number was bound to Kangtong's school's school telecommunications when he didn't know it. The class teacher sent Kangtong's re-examination results.

Kang Tong was very successful. Perhaps he was too sensible or was put under pressure by him invisibly. During the time he ignored it, he could see that he was studying hard. Even English, which he was not good at, got full marks in the make-up exam.

Lian Jue glanced at the calendar and said that it was Friday. In the afternoon, he could go to school to bring Kang Tong back. According to Chen Ting's expectations of him, he would like to praise Kang Tong and give him some rewards.

Although he is not in the mood to consider the specific way to praise him, he does all the requests Chen Ting did not make.

Chen Ting was still lying on the dusty bed before he woke up. Every breath contained the strange smell of dust mites, which made him dizzy.

He held up his sour eyelids and opened his eyes. In front of him was still the dark night when he closed his eyes.

When he returned to the room, he did not close the bedroom door. There was a sound of pointers walking stuttering in the silence in his ears. Perhaps the battery in the clock was about to run out of power, and the sound of needles was sometimes long, sometimes short, and irregular.

His home is on a main road, and occasionally a vehicle passes by, whistling the night wind.

Before Chen Ting took a look at his cell phone, he realized that he had slept for a long time, from one night to the second night.

Nothing of the fantasy things happened in his chaotic dreams, just as he woke up at a familiar corner yesterday, reality forced him to break his fantasy, and he forced himself to calm down in the facts that happened.

Chen Ting did not adjust his breathing and slowly sat up from the bed. He had not eaten for about two days and could not keep up with his nutrition and physical strength. When he got up, he felt a brief dizziness in front of his eyes and a faint pain in his stomach.

Fortunately, the baby has calmed down and he has not continued to torture him.

Chen Ting did not look at the countless calls he made on his phone that would never be answered, and then realized how whimsical his behavior and thoughts were last night. But after a few minutes of thinking, he still held unrealistic hope and clicked on the app download store, naively trying to find clues to intersect with another world.

But when he looked at the searches of different applications several times, he was stunned by the fact that he held his phone weakly.

When Chen Ting had not come back to his senses, he thought that the dusty smell in the room was harmful to the respiratory tract and might be bad for the baby. He moved slowly to the bedside and wondered if the savings card he put into the car after he came out of the blind date restaurant a few months ago was put away by his mother. He felt a little uncomfortable and needed to eat something first and then go to the hospital as soon as possible.

I won’t come back to stay at night. The house is too messy. He will come back tomorrow during the day to clean the house.

Let’s just talk about the safety of my parents tomorrow. It’s too late now. Chen Ting didn’t expect that his mother would be very happy to see him.

Chen Ting was a little weak when he stood up from the bed. He stood with the bookcase next to him for a while, and waited for the darkness in front of him, which may have been caused by hypoglycemia before walking over to open the window.

The cold wind blew outside the window blew through Chen Ting's thin hospital gown, but finally dispelled the strange smell in the room.

He stood in front of the window and looked at the spacious and secluded street downstairs. It was late at night, and there were not many cars passing by on the road. The two street lights emitted a bright yellow light. Chen Ting didn't remember that when he was a child, he often lay on the desk and stretched his head out the window, and waved happily to him when he saw his father's car.

My mother occasionally said: "If you buy the wrong place in the house, you should be closer to the city, so that the surroundings can be more lively and not so deserted."

Chen Tingwei didn't understand the calmness in his mother's mouth at that time, and he felt that he was full of anticipation every time he lay on the window.

Now that the people he was looking forward to returning home were no longer by his side, he felt the first time that the late night here turned out to be desolate as his mother said.

Chen Ting did not take a coat from the closet to put it on. The one his mother bought for him last Christmas with a circle of fluff inlaid on the neckline. He originally wanted to change the hospital gown that had been dirty, but he couldn't find the size he could wear now, so he had to give up.

He took out his medical insurance card from the cabinet. The savings card that saved all his internship salary was not found. Perhaps he was too hungry and did not look for it carefully, so he had to take out the spare cash that his mother used to put in the foot cabinet.

He put the keys and mobile phone in his pocket, locked the door, and walked along the sidewalk to the small shop that was open until very late in his memory.

The autumn and winter of Su City are very cold, and the wind is biting cold before November night.

Chen Tingwei was very afraid of the cold. He turned on the heating in advance before late autumn every year. His father expressed his dissatisfaction with his mother's extravagant behavior several times, believing that Chen Tingwei was too delicate. Perhaps there were several quarrels at home when Shen Tingwei was away, and his father slowly did not say anything else.

Chen Ting didn't wrap his coat tightly and slowly turned into the dilapidated narrow alley.

There is a wonton shop in the narrow alley that has been open for many years. The old lady who runs that shop is very old. Chen Tingwei initially thought she was a little pitiful, so he would come occasionally. Later, he got used to the taste of this shop and came more often.

Maybe he was still too weak and Chen Tingwei walked very slowly again. He felt that this alley seemed to be much longer than what he had walked before, as if he could not get to the end for a long time.

Chen Ting was not a little confused. He took out his mobile phone and opened the map to see if he hadn't been to the intersection for too long.

Before he could finish entering the address, he suddenly heard a bicycle ringtone from a distance. He raised his head and saw a boy wearing a school uniform of a nearby middle school flying out of the corner deep in the alley on a mountain bike.

The alley was very narrow. Chen Ting was not shocked and hurriedly hurriedly avoided him. The boy was a little nervous when he saw him. He seemed to want to slow down but it was too late. While braked the brake, he hurriedly shouted: "Damn——"

The boy who couldn't stop the car and passed by him, the handlebar accidentally brushed his arm. Fortunately, Shen Tingwei's coat was very thick and he was not injured, but his legs and feet were staggering because of the inertia of the handlebar.

Chen Ting stood firmly without holding on to the thick wall bricks in the alley wall. However, his already drowsy brain became a little dizzy as he staggered just now, and the scene in his sight also turned dizzy, causing his stomach to spasm and he felt like he wanted to vomit.

He pursed his pale lips and raised his hand to press his stomach, but felt a dazed moment in front of him, as if the narrow alley he had walked through many times had changed in the hazy and vague ghost shadows in front of him.

Chen Ting blinked hard without blinking his eyes, and there was still a narrow alley in his sight, clearly nothing had changed. He had to close his eyes temporarily, and his fingers, which were white due to force, climbed the protruding red bricks on the wall, waiting for the uncomfortable dizziness on his body to pass as soon as possible.

He felt that he might not be able to continue looking for the wonton shop, so he had to go to the hospital quickly...

The sound of brakes that tinged his ear drums finally stopped in his ears. The boy just now shouted to him from a distance: "I'm sorry--"

When Chen Tingwei suddenly calmed down in his ears, he seemed to hear another noise from far to near in his mind - he heard someone talking far away, heard music, and heard the sound of chaotic footsteps...

All his consciousness was in chaos in this inexplicable noise. He could only hear the boy's fearful and terrified inquiry sounded from a distance: "—Are you okay?!"

Chen Ting didn't really want to answer that it was okay, so he didn't be afraid, but at this moment he suddenly couldn't open his mouth.

The boy who couldn't wait for a response quickly dropped his bicycle and ran into the dark alley quickly.

But when he almost ran to the end of the alley, he gradually slowed down, and then wandered in place for a moment in a daze, looking at the empty alley in confusion, muttering to himself: "Hey? Where are the people? You left so quickly?"

“—Are you okay?”

A clear, somewhat tender voice sounded in front of him.

Chen Ting opened his eyes in the gradually easing dizziness. He was stunned for a moment, but the boy riding a bicycle in front of him suddenly disappeared, replaced by a little boy who looked much younger than Kang Tong.

Chen Ting did not lower his head and looked at the child in front of him blankly.

The little boy was not afraid of getting angry. He had a candy ball bulging in his cheeks and pointed at Chen Tingwei's belly: "Brother, your belly is so fatter, even fatter than my father."

Chen Tingwei stared at him in a daze, and the thick tactile feeling between his fingers seemed to have become a little smoother. When Chen Tingwei realized this, his heartbeat suddenly became very fast. He raised his head and looked at the uneven white tiles on the wall he was holding his hands, his eyes stiffened.

The soft music of the ending time came from the shopping mall not far away. Pedestrians hurriedly walked by at the entrance of the alley, and the sound of a snack stall selling with a small horn a few steps away.

The little boy seemed to be shocked by the big brother who suddenly cried in front of him, and tilted his head and asked, "Brother, why are you crying?"

Chen Ting didn't raise his hand to wipe his face, and rubbed his sleeves heavily on his eyes, but he couldn't stop the ever-increasing tears. He wanted to tell the little boy that I was fine, but opened his mouth but almost burst into tears, so he had to continue wiping his tears hard, while picking up the phone tightly in his hand.

Because of his hand shaking, he couldn't press the number he wanted to choose several times. After finally unlocking the lock after several error prompts, Chen Ting found that his mobile phone card was in a non-service state without despair.

The little boy seemed to realize that he wanted to make a phone call, so he pulled open his sleeves and enthusiastically stretched out his arm: "Use my phone watch."

Before Chen Ting could stop his voice from trembling, he hurriedly said thank you to him, bent down to touch the very small screen, but tears fell down his chin on the square screen on his wrist.

The little boy rubbed the tears on the screen against his clothes without any concern and raised his wrist in front of him. Chen Ting did not know how to enter the string of numbers that he had called nearly a hundred times on the still blurry watch screen.

The phone rang out just a sound and was quickly picked up. The unfamiliar voice Chen Ting heard from his watch, which was now extremely hoarse: "Who?"

Chen Ting made a very low voice from his throat without any difficulty: "Lian Jue..." He trembled in the sound of his heavier breathing across the street, "...I want to go home."

He asked, "Lian Jue, when will you come to pick me up home?"
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next