Chasing Tides

Ning Lan stood up, her body tense, her hands clenched, her nails deeply embedded in her meat, and she desperately resisted the urge to step back.

Xie Tianhao had a very stubborn face, and it was especially horrible to laugh: "I haven't seen him for more than a year, but I want to die."

Ning Lan looked at the door with Yu Guang over his shoulder, and calculated in his heart that the door was closed. It took him at least five seconds to complete the movement of walking to the door and then opening it. The speed had to be faster than Xie Tianhao's reaction. be quick.

He was experienced in running away, and smiled, "Happy New Year, thank you."

Xie Tianhao touched his chin and slowly approached him step by step: "Okay? You can only watch my Xiaolan Lan on TV all year long, do you think brother is OK?"

Ning Lan hesitated in his heart: "The money has been repaid, aren't we two clear?"

"Liang Qing?" Xie Tianhao smiled crookedly and came over to pinch Ning Lan's chin. "Who said Liang Qing, the interest hasn't mattered to you, let's talk about your mother ..."

Ning Lan slaps his hand away, and stretches out his legs while he stumbles.

Three meters away from the door, Xie Tianhao dragged his back and caught him.

"Smelly 婊 / 子, dare to spill with Lao Tzu and don't want to live?" Xie Tianhao was angry and grabbed Ning Lan's neck and dragged it into the house.

Another rough hand ripped off his jacket, opened his sweater and touched the skin. Ning Lan was dizzy with his sting, gritted his teeth, raised his arms, and flung behind with a hard water pipe. Xie Tianhao was unguarded, and was The water pipe was pounding **** the top of his head, and he screamed in pain. As soon as his hand was loosened, Ning Lan quickly broke away and strode to the door.

When I opened the door and tripped over the threshold, I couldn't stand up and even ran on the ground. I bumped into Zhao Jinshan at the entrance of the staircase, and dragged her to run without saying a word. She stopped at the mouth of a mile with a mile outside.

"Oh, oh, what are you doing, my son, your mother is going to break up the old bones." Zhao Jinshan complained against the wall.

Ning Lan gasped heavily, but her face was pale. When the breathing was stable and the brain began to supply blood, he suddenly thought of something and went forward to look through Zhao Jinshan's clothes pocket.

"Well, Lan Lan, what are you doing?" Zhao Jinshan hugged him not to touch, "I have no money, what do you turn?"

Ning Lan ignored her, checked all her pockets, and looked at her and asked, "Where are your keys?"

Zhao Jinshan looked dodging: "Ah ... ah? Key, I think ... it should have been left at home ..."

Ning Lan's face became paler and paler, and her skin looked almost transparent. He asked incredulously, "You gave Xie Tianhao the key?"

Zhao Jinshan stammered: "No ... no? He just said? He bullshit, how could I do this?"

Ning Lan froze for a moment, and opened his mouth: "Then how do you know I saw him just now?"

Zhao Jinshan covered her mouth in horror, then slowly lowered her hand, took Ning Lan's arm, and smiled charmingly: "Oh, it's actually nothing, Xie Boss told me two days ago that I miss you and don't want you After marrying him, just think, just think ... "She was also a little embarrassed, and said in another words," You, don't think that mom doesn't know, is there a rich man near the capital? Or the red mark on the waist? Where'd it come from? Mom saw it when you changed your clothes last time. "

Ning Lan's pupils shrank, and her lips trembled imperceptibly.

Seeing that he seemed to be shaken, Zhao Jinshan said, "How nice the boss is. He promised to get a low-rent house for our family. You can't bear to see my mother live in that cockroach and rattan house, right? Just give it to him and give him a touch, what can the boy lose? Just like the boss you serve in the capital. "

Zhao Jinshan said more and more that the sale was cost-effective, and she felt very reasonable. She patted Ning Lan's face affectionately: "You said, isn't your mother's good looks for you? God, reward me, who? Are you envious? "

Ning Lan listened silently, and finally got a reaction, and snorted briefly from his nose: "Envy?"

"Not at all." Zhao Jin was so excited. "It's because you look like me, and like your premature father, where can you be a star on TV? Where will someone see it? Where ..."

Ning Lan's head was buzzing. He didn't want to listen to anything. He jerked his arms and shook her away. Zhao Jinshan fell on the ground with an inattention, biting his lips and crying, holding his throat and shouting, "Oh, come and see Now, my son is beating his mother ... "

Ning Lan squatted down and looked at her. Sen Han's eyes were flush with her, and she scared Zhao Jinshan away, for fear of being beaten back.

They confronted each other in the alleyway of the downtown area, and slowly people gathered around to see the excitement. Ning Lan was expressionless, and her eyes were empty. Mud carvings were made of wood-plastic, and only the white breath exhaled from her mouth and nose proved that she was a living person.

After a few minutes, he began to speak, one word at a time: "From now on, apart from the fixed monthly living expenses, don't think I will give you one more penny."

Zhao Jinshan was anxious: "Then, what will happen, my mother's health is bad, you need to see a doctor, it costs a lot of money to see a doctor ..."

Ning Lan looked at the woman with the deepest blood relationship in front of him, and felt that the eyebrows were kind and warm in the last second, and the next second was as strange as the heavy mountains. He rarely takes the time to think about whether she should be good to her or not. She believes that she deserves it. At least the moment she decides to give birth to him, she must love him.

He never wanted much.

"Too few, you don't have to," he said coldly.

Zhao Jinshan said busyly: "I want it, I want it, but a fly is just a little flesh ..." With a little grievance, tears flashed in his eyes, "Then, if the mother is sick, if you are bullied, you, you Just ignore it? "

Ning Lan stood up slowly, squatting for a long time with numb legs that made him a little unstable.

"Then if I die? If I die, who cares about you?"

The voice was calmer than his expression. Zhao Jinshan looked up at Ning Lan. He stood against the light. The sun rising from the east outlined a silhouette carrying his body, as fragile as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

Zhao Jinshan flinched for no reason, opened her mouth, and ended up not talking.

Ning Lan didn't go home again. A man walked along the sidewalk with a boring head. The city is very small. You can see the train station after crossing a few streets.

Since the identity card was stolen by Zhao Jinshan that time, he has developed the habit of carrying his credentials with him. When I got in line at the window, I found my mobile phone, removed the case and took out my ID card. There were three hundred-dollar bills inside.

It wasn't until she got in the car and looked at the strange winter scenery outside the window that Ning Lan had some realism away from her hometown.

He just didn't want to stay there anymore, he wanted to leave quickly, and go anywhere. When I bought the ticket, my head was still blank, and I said that all destinations were dim. Now I heard the sound of the station, and I knew that the train was going all the way north, and the terminal was the capital.

Ning Lan slowly raised her hand, covering her eyes.

I can only think of him in the most downcast and sad time, this habit is not good, we have to change it.

The next morning, I got off at the Capital Station. When I was out of the station, the plastic water pipe was stopped by the security inspector to check it inside and out. After all, I often run around carrying a piano bag, holding a stick with a piano bow and running around. Less common.

Out of the train station, a cold wind blew up, and Ning Lan held the water pipe tighter. This thing is not only the most valuable thing in his whole body, but also the treasure that saved his life.

Ning Lan sucked his nose and thought, he was a bit reluctant to give it to Sui Yue.

He used the last few steel hoees on his body to take the subway to the dormitory, and looked upstairs downstairs. The black light was blind, like someone was there.

He didn't bring the key. He stood at the door and called Fang Yu. The boy hasn't contacted him since the holiday. He didn't send WeChat either. The phone call couldn't be reached at the moment. The whole process was busy. I didn't know where to go.

Ning Lan stood for a while and called Sui Yang's phone.

It took a few beeps before answering. It wasn't Sui Yang who answered the phone. It was a strange man with a soft voice. "Are you looking for Sui Yang? He's out, and I'll let him call you back later."

Waiting for Sui Yan to come over again, Ning Lan has been taken down by the patrol security guard. He is a tenant and not a landlord. Because of professional reasons, he is covered like a thief every time he enters or exits the community. At the moment, he cannot pull out the key. The security guard not only does not know him, but even thinks that he is a tramp who mixes in to avoid the cold.

Ning Lan looked down at the padded jacket that had leaked cotton on her body, and it really looked like a tramp.

After the call was connected, Sui Yue talked first: "Hey, are you looking for me?"

Almost at the moment when he heard the voice, Ning Lan's nose was sore and he suddenly wanted to cry.

He swallowed his mouth severely, raised his head and slammed his tears back, and quickly found a place with his back to the air vent, and said, "Well."

"What is it?" Sui Yan asked.

In just ten minutes, Ning Lan thought about a lot of things to say, where is he now, what is he eating for breakfast, is he going well, is he getting fat, guess where I am ... He also wanted to tell him those four words that were not sent out.

But at this time, he couldn't explain.

It's ridiculous to say. He also expected to have an equal relationship with Sui Yue one day, so the only thing he can do now is not show him weakness.

"Can I borrow some more money from you?" Ning Lan's throat was bitter and her words were difficult. "Wait for the reward ..."

Sui Yang didn't have the patience to listen to him, and asked straightforwardly, "How much?"

After receiving the transfer prompt on the mobile phone, Ning Lan bought the ticket online and did not immediately get up and leave. Instead, he continued to squat on the road in front of the community until the last bit of electricity was consumed by the mobile phone. Head towards the train station.

He felt a little regretful, and felt glad that if Sui Sui had just asked casually why he wanted money, he might have a hot head and confide his sadness and grievances to him.

Fortunately, he didn't ask.

While Ning Lan was on the train again, Sui Yang was watching his father being pushed into the operating room.

Yesterday when the teacher called him, he thought that the two were playing something, and this one fell down and the other was sick. Sui Cheng heard the uncontrollable coughing sound on the phone before realizing he might not be stinging him.

He drove to the hospital last night, touched the ward according to the room number sent by the teacher, and Sui Cheng lay quietly on the bed. The whole person lost a lot of weight, and was even more embarrassed than when he saw him downstairs in the crew hotel last time.

He no longer accepts his father's giving, which does not mean that he can really abandon his biological father at such a moment of life and death.

The surgical light was on, and Sui Yue returned the equally ill teacher to the ward, then returned to the operating room door and continued to guard. A few hours later, the doctor came out and told him that the operation was successful, and he did not leave until the nurse arrived.

The song of AOW was placed in the car on the road, and when he heard Ning Lan's voice, he remembered that Ning Lan called him in the morning.

He was a bit uneasy. When he waited for the red light, he dialed back and did not connect even three times.

Sui Yan raised his lips and turned into a self-deprecating arc. That guy just asked for money, and of course he was too lazy to care about himself.

The smile lasted only a few seconds on the face and disappeared. Sui Yan did not sleep all night, threw the phone back to the center console, and frowned tiredly.