Wanderer

Chapter 10

"Little brother, don't look at me like this, but I live happily. I sit on the corner of the street every day and watch people come and go. How many people do you think live for themselves? People, a skin, If you want to have face and skin, don’t take heart, if you don’t bring it with you, if you don’t take it with you, some people just can’t see through it, and they can’t find happiness for themselves every day, and comfort themselves that the happy days are behind. Fart, life is not happy, happy Why did you cry when you came out of the womb, if you want to be happy, you have to be shameless..."

Wen Hai withdrew from the dream, the accent of the person in the dream still remained in his ears.As soon as he opened his eyes, the voice disappeared, leaving only an ugly and dirty smiling face in front of his eyes, drifting away, and in an instant, only the deserted air remained.

Why are you dreaming about this person?

Wen Hai thought that he might have been worrying about the homeless man whose identity was stolen all day long.Chai Fanwen only sent a text message saying that he had found someone, and there was no news after that. Wen Hai was afraid that he would delay things by contacting him, so he wandered around the office with his head depressed.

The person in the dream who was full of "happy" and "stinky skin" was the homeless man who once dominated the four blocks.At that time, Wen Hai was an undercover gangster who dropped out of high school halfway. He spent most of his day following other gangsters and whistling at girls. He squatted in the alley smoking a cigarette and looked at the sky for a small part of the time, talking to this vagrant. Han also gained friendship because of a few boxes of Ruan Zhonghua.

Qianglong couldn't beat the local snake, and the homeless man helped me a lot. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have been able to get in touch with the local drug smuggling line so quickly; it was also because of him that I missed at least four fights because the other party drank too much Troubled group fights - the homeless man always claims to be his "big brother", and the little beggars around him are his "eyeliner". When he hears that his little brother is in trouble, the big brother leads his own group of homeless people to black out Yang Yang came over and made Wen Hai quite prestigious in the territory at that time.

"You give me four packs of cigarettes, and I'll fight four fights for you. Everyone will enjoy themselves." The eldest brother wore the torn leather jacket and jeans that were thrown into the garbage dump, and flip-flops with rubber on his feet. The trash can swallows clouds and mist, has the demeanor of the hero of the beggar gang, but this hero is a little greedy, there is no way, after all, the reality is not a martial arts novel, and this person does not have a dog-beating stick. The most commonly used weapon is a Fire tongs that are discarded after refitting the heating pipes in other people's homes.

Wen Hai opened the breakthrough of the drug trafficking organization from him, and also got the endless emotion in the dream.

The homeless brother threw him the small piece of paper with the contact information of the organized "informant", smoked a soft Zhonghua as usual, and started the long-winded speech. In the end, he looked at Wenhai meaningfully and said : "Little brother, you are the one who desperately seeks pleasure..."

He seemed to shake his head regretfully, "Life is a good thing."

The one who told himself that "life is a good thing" lost his life for no reason.It was not until later that Wen Hai found out that he was beaten to save a junior high school student who accidentally passed by and was involved in a weapon fight. Most of the thugs hired by the two sides were high school dropouts. The stick hit the back of the head of the hero of the beggar gang, and that stinky skin suddenly lost its breath.

I don't know if he has found happiness for himself after giving up this skin, and I don't know whether this life-threatening pleasure is good or not, and whether it is worth it.

Wen Hai figured out what he was doing at that time, and he was probably drinking with his other elder brother in a nightclub. While drinking, his elder brother and the dancer became interested, and started tearing his clothes in front of Wen Hai.Wen Hai secretly took a cigarette that that person was smoking, and then closed the door and retreated. The two people inside the door were upside down, making the broken sofa creak. He squatted at the door in a daze, twirling the cigarette between his fingers After a few laps, it was put away and ready to be secretly sent out for the team to test the ingredients.

In fact, at that time, even if he could rush over, he probably couldn't save anything, but Wen Hai always felt that he owed that person something, in the words of the other party - "I don't feel happy if I owe it."

The light was not turned on in the living room, Wen Hai took out the cigarette case and lighter from the coffee table out of habit, and walked to the French window quietly.

After smoking two, he heard other movements in the house.First he frowned, then he remembered that Bai Yunqi still lived at home, and before he could put out the cigarette, the door of the study opened.

"Brother Wen?" Bai Yunqi had been working on Fang Hui's set of papers, and didn't sleep at all.Hearing the sound of opening the window outside the door, he walked out worriedly to have a look, but unexpectedly bumped into Wen Hai.

The man stood in the shadow without the lights on, leaving only a crisp silhouette.When he heard himself calling him, he responded hastily, and turned his head to look out of the window. The burning smoke and the moisture outside the window made his face into an ethereal ink painting, as if the painted skin of the game world was finally gone. Knowing the night, the beautiful human skin faded away, leaving a lonely silhouette to the lost man who was peeping outside the door, the fireflies were like beans, and in a blink of an eye, only the moonlight remained in the room.

"Woke you up?" Wen Hai squeezed the cigarette butt between his thumb and forefinger, and the still burning tobacco fell from his fingers, "Go back to sleep."

Bai Yunqi walked over and closed the window: "It's easy to catch a cold when blowing like this."

Wen Hai squinted at him and didn't speak.

"What are you doing?" Bai Yunqi was furious at the sight, and his breath was filled with the fragrance of Wen Hai's shower gel and a faint smell of tobacco. He vaguely remembered that Bai Tong'an said that Wen Hai was an old smoker, but it seemed that he had never Seeing him smoking, is he afraid that he will follow suit... Is smoking considered bad... What kind of perfume does he wear like a big man... What does his perfume smell like?

Wen Hai approached Bai Yunqi unconsciously, "I'm asking you something, don't be angry."

The indistinct scent just now was so strong that it almost blew Bai Yunqi's scalp. He secretly sniffed his nose greedily, and said with a low eyebrow, "You ask."

"Do you look like your mother?" Wen Hai looked at Bai Yunqi's eyebrows, and finally landed on his slightly deeper eye sockets than ordinary people.

As expected, Bai Yunqi's mouth tightened, but then he nodded lightly: "Probably, I haven't seen her a few times."

"Have you met your dad?"

Bai Yunqi was silent for a few seconds, and said, "I've seen him twice."

"You and Bokang..." Wen Hai paused, "the eyes are very similar."

Bai Yunqi's lips were drawn into a line, not wanting to answer.

"Praise you." Wen Hai could see that Bai Yunqi was not very happy with his evaluation, "Bo Kang was also when he was young..."

"Don't mention him." Bai Yunqi interrupted Wen Hai's words in a low voice.

Wen Hai gave a short laugh, "Do you hate him?"

"I don't know." Bai Yunqi closed his eyes, "But it doesn't matter anymore."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and looked out the window, Wen Hai looked at the wall clock on the wall, their eyes interlaced for a few seconds, there was no starlight in the night sky of the city, and what fell into his eyes were the lights of other people's houses.

At that moment, Bai Yunqi discovered that Wen Hai already had gray hair.

Early the next morning, Wen Hai received a text message from Chai Fanwen, confirming his guess—the homeless man's kidney was missing, and his liver was half missing.This major discovery made the entire criminal investigation team and the public security bureau over there start working in three shifts a day, and Wen Hai fell into a state of working day and night, forgetting the conversation that night completely in a blink of an eye. .

It may be that the crow's mouth of the criminal investigation team has been inherited too thoroughly by him, or it may be his own destiny in the dark. A few days after the end of this conversation, something happened that caught Bai Yunqi by surprise.

It was still a Saturday, and No. [-] Middle School, like other high schools in the city, held the third-year students to "voluntarily" make up classes with peace of mind.It's hard to tell whether it's voluntary or not, but the dark circles under the eyes of the students are real.

There is no evening self-study for make-up classes. When the bell rang at 05:30, a group of bastards who had packed their schoolbags rushed out of the classroom screaming.Bai Yunqi just woke up, he packed his schoolbag in a daze, put a few papers that had just been distributed in it, and took the backpack as a handbag, and walked to the door with it.Before reaching the back door, Wu Guangming, who was standing at the front door, shouted: "Bo Yunqi, wait a moment, your parents are looking for you, you go to my office."

Bai Yunqi thought it was Wen Hai at first, but immediately realized that something was wrong, Wen Hai would not let Wu Guangming call him, and then he thought of Bai Tong'an, but if Bai Tong'an wanted to find him, he would definitely not come to school, Either he would call himself directly, or he would wait at Wen Hai's house, so that he could play a few games with Wen Hai by the way.

A person who claimed to be his parent, did not have his own mobile phone number, did not contact him through Wenhai, and did not even show up, and asked Wu Guangming to come over and tell him to go to his office...

"Teacher, can you do me a favor?" Bai Yunqi stopped Wu Guangming who was about to drag him to the office, "I don't really want to see him."

Wu Guangming obviously didn't expect that there would be students making trouble with him. He looked at Bai Yunqi, who was half a head taller than him, looked at his office, and pulled him into the classroom where few people were left. Said: "Who is that person?"

Bai Yunqi: "Who did he say he was?"

"He said he was your father's... assistant." Wu Guangming copied his hands, "Isn't your father Wen Hai?"

"Wen Hai... is my elder brother."

"I have invited Wen Hai's parents, you two are not the same father."

"..."

"Just kidding." Wu Guangming patted Bai Yunqi on the shoulder, "What can I do for you?"

Wen Hai told him about Bai Yunqi's family situation in a vague way, not to mention that the person who came to look for Bai Yunqi stood outside the classroom for a long time and couldn't recognize who he was looking for. Not even a parent, but a "parent assistant".

It's so fresh. Parents need assistants these days.

Although Wu Guangming is an honest person, he has eyes and a heart. He mentioned Bai Yunqi in a bad tone, and he didn't intend to talk about education issues with him here. He probably came here to trouble someone.

"Just say that I'm gone. If he asks you for my contact information, please give him this number." Bai Yunqi took out a piece of note paper and a pen from the side pocket of his schoolbag, and wrote on it A string of numbers, "Excuse me, but it is not convenient for us to meet here, and it may affect your work."

Wu Guangming held the note and asked, "Whose phone number is this?"

"My grandma's."

"Oh, the mother-in-law is still in charge at the critical moment, isn't it?" Wu Guangming didn't think much about it, "Okay, let me tell him for you, hurry up and leave, don't let anyone catch you."

Bai Yunqi had almost no memory of how he returned to Wenhai's house.He only remembered that he ran away after Wu Guangming turned his back to him, holding the phone and sweating in his palms, afraid that an unfamiliar number would call and ask him where he was now. Floating——he wasn't afraid that Bo Kang would come looking for him, he was afraid that Bo Kang would come and trouble Wen Hai.

Before he could knock on the door, the door opened from the inside. Wen Hai, wearing a T-shirt and big pants, glanced at him, looked downstairs indiscriminately, and said, "You came back so early?"

When Bai Yunqi entered the door, he smelled a strong and long-lasting smell of meat wafting from the kitchen, and replied briskly: "I didn't drag the hall today...I'll go..."

"What are you going to do?" Wen Hai stretched out his long legs to block the way, "Go take a shower first, you're covered in sweat, did the dog chase you?"

After struggling to escape, Bai Yunqi rushed into the kitchen, lifted the lid of the stew pot through a rag, and said eagerly, "Can I have a bite?"

"..." This little brat is only promising in this life.

After being fed a mouthful of crystal-clear, juicy braised pork, Bai Yunqi was contented to be carried into the bathroom by Wen Hai pinching his nose.Before closing the door, Wen Hai suddenly asked, "What's the matter with the injury on your waist?"

Bai Yunqi thought that Wen Hai had already left, so he took off half of his T-shirt and turned around to see a shameless old hooligan. He pulled back the hem in embarrassment, and said, "My grandma beat me for being disobedient when I was young."

"I also have a scar here, from a bullet." Wen Hai gestured at his waist, "I'll let you see it another day."

Bai Yunqi started stuttering: "Chang, another day is, when is it?"

"When I need to undress you." Wen Hai raised his eyebrows, "Will you watch it now?"

This guy just talked but didn't take off his clothes, and a few words made Bai Yunqi's face flushed. He was baked by the steam in the bathroom, and his blood pressure almost soared and he fainted in the bathtub.

After closing the bathroom door, the smile on Wen Hai's face gradually faded, he took out his mobile phone and sent a text message, after a while, an unfamiliar phone number called, he connected, but did not speak.

"Which one?" The man's tone was very frivolous, surrounded by Yingyingyanyan's laughter, soft and soft, like a few canaries that just learned to sing.

"Stay away from him." Wen Hai lifted the lid of the pot and stirred the soup that was about to dry up, "Don't bully people too much."

"What do you mean?"

"I'll let you go." Wen Hai said flatly, "Let your people drive the car away from downstairs of my house now."

After speaking, he hung up the phone and stirred the soup—this time it was finally ready to be served.

The author has something to say:

I feel helpless for such a clichéd plot.well.