Unbridled

28

Over the years, Lin Wuyu has never hated Lin Zhan. In those days when they didn't get along very much, the only place around Lin Zhan's home that could provide him with breathing and tranquility.

But at this moment.

He still hated.

He hated the reason he came to this world.

He hated that Lin Zhan, who had never returned, would run away even if he was just a teenager.

This moment of hatred does not require reason or logic.

It's just that he has nowhere to vent his grievances.

Lin Wuyu did not want to take the photo, nor did he want to see the people in the photo.

He remembers many things, what he said, what he read, what he experienced, only Lin Zhan's face was blurred.

He didn't know what Lin Zhan looked like, he couldn't remember it.

It's been too long, so long that it never seemed to exist.

The mother cried very sadly and loudly.

Lin Wuyu could hear the miss and reluctance in her crying, the pain she had suffered for so many years, and she could feel that she was afraid to never see the truth again.

On the way back, he checked the information. The mother's illness should be related to her depression for so many years. In Lin Wuyu's memory, she was stronger and stronger than her father. The only warmth was given to Lin Zhan, After Lin Zhan disappeared, Lin Wuyu hardly ever saw her laugh again.

I have never seen her cry.

Mom's sudden emotional outburst made him subconsciously afraid and wanted to avoid it.

But the mother grabbed his hand and worked very hard. He never knew his mother had such great power.

He glanced at his tightly clenched hands.

The mother is still trying to put the photo in his hand.

In the end he had to relax.

Mommy also let go.

The picture was put in his hand, and he rushed down, a corner stuck in the middle of his finger.

"The doctor asked me to be hospitalized immediately," the mother said softly, shaking her voice violently. "Infiltrating, I found it a little late...Your dad can't walk away for a while..."

Lin Wuyu did not speak.

He knew that this was not the whole reason of the mother, and it might not even be the real reason.

For Lin Zhan, she is willing to die.

She is afraid to go.

After so many years, there is no news at all, and all the clues I thought were disappointed.

Lin Zhan's parents can no longer face it.

Fear not.

I'm afraid it really is.

Fear of uncertainty has wrapped them.

Lin Wuyu said nothing more, when he left his mother's bedside, he had suppressed all his emotions.

"Where did the photo come from?" He closed the bedroom door and asked his father in the living room.

"Do you remember Aunt Yu, your mom's girlfriend at the university," said the dad, "I used to come over and take your brother out when I was young."

"I don't remember," Lin Wuyu replied.

"She saw it, but she didn't see anyone when she chased it," said the dad. "Only this picture was taken, it's blurry but... it's similar."

"If this person is really Lin Zhan," Lin Wuyu looked at his dad, "Have you ever wondered why you didn't see anyone when you chased it?"

Dad looked at him.

"He doesn't want to be found," Lin Wuyu whispered, "He doesn't want to come back."

"But your mother must see him," said the dad, "must..."

"If you can't see it," Lin Wuyu asked, "It's my fault again, right?"

Dad paused for a long time, finally sighed heavily, turned and walked to the sofa to sit down.

Lin Wuyu rarely feels confused in his mind. In the most nervous and chaotic days of the college entrance examination, everything in his mind is still in order and can be read clearly at any time when needed.

Today, it was very chaotic, and I felt bored when I came out from home.

When he recovered, he was already riding a shared bicycle, and was slowly pedaling to school.

...When is the code scanned?

I can't remember.

It may be a car with a broken lock.

It may also be the car that forgot to lock.

When he locked the car in front of the school, he was sure that the code was swept by himself.

As he turned to enter the school gate, he saw a familiar back.

Assistant Ding was walking along the wall to the right of the school gate, striding quite a step, just like he was on his way.

He was stunned. He had clearly sent Assistant Ding home before. In less than two hours, he could see him again in front of the school?

He stood still and wanted to shout, but hesitated and wondered whether he should speak.

Based on his understanding of the concept of friends, he and Ding Ji are very good friends. He is willing to chat with Ding Ji for dinner, and is also in a mood to fight with him, but now if Ding Ji comes to him, he is very moved. Outside...

I also feel that Ding Ji's concern for him is beyond the level of good friends who have a good relationship but haven't known each other for a long time.

If something happens to Ding Ji's family like him, he will send a message to ask, and will call to ask, if Ding Ji needs it, he will immediately pass by.

It's just that he won't appear directly at Ding Ji's door.

But... Lin Wuyu took out his mobile phone and turned it around.

Perhaps it was because his mind was very confused at the moment, and he was a little uncertain about his judgment.

Ding Ji is different from everyone he has contacted. He knows Ding Ji is a thousand-faced chick. It is precisely because of the thousand faces that he cannot be sure what kind of way Ding Ji gets along with his friends.

After all, Ding Ji's friend Liu Jinpengken borne more than 20,000 debts for him regardless of carrying him...

When Ding Ji's figure was about to disappear at the end of the road, Lin Wuyu picked up his phone and dialed Ding Ji's number.

Ding Ji's figure stopped, and Lin Wuyu could see him pull out his mobile phone, but instead of answering the phone immediately, he turned around violently.

Lin Wuyu waved at him.

Ding Ji answered the phone: "I thought you would not return to the dormitory today?"

"How is it possible," Lin Wuyu said.

Ding Ji hung up the phone and started walking back.

Be evil.

Gee.

Ding Ji put the phone back in his pocket, feeling depressed.

He didn't go to Lin Wuyu's dormitory, he just stood at the school gate for a second and decided to leave.

From small to large, his friends are not many, and the friendship between his classmates is limited to the classmates. The others in the next class are not fully recognized. The friends are the ones in the small square, and the kind that can accidentally fight.

Only Liu Jinpeng, who grew up together, has endured his impatience, endured his mischief, and ignored his occasional alienation.

He was a bit uncomfortable about what he would do with Lin Wuyu. After all, he was righteous and soft-hearted, and he had never been so proactive and enthusiastic... It’s okay to change people, but Lin Wuyu still likes it Man, he was really afraid that Lin Wuyu would misunderstand what he thought of him.

What the **** is this?

"Aren't you going home," Lin Wuyu asked, "how come again?"

"No one at home," Ding Ji sighed. "Peng Peng is at work and can come out on Sunday. I'm bored."

Lin Wuyu looked at him and said nothing.

"How are you... at home?" Ding Ji asked.

"My mother wants me to find Lin Zhan." Lin Wuyu said.

"What?" Ding Ji was surprised, and his voice was not well controlled. "Looking for Lin Zhan?"

"Well." Lin Wuyu nodded and turned to walk slowly to the school.

"How do I find it? Smell it!" Ding Ji was a little inexplicable, thinking about it and startled again, "Is her illness really fake?"

"It's true," Lin Wuyu said, "I have to be hospitalized tomorrow."

Ding Ji didn't know why he was relieved, maybe his parents didn't make a sickness to deceive Lin Wuyu back to make him a sniffer dog.

"Why did you suddenly ask you to find Lin Zhan, and for so many years I haven't said that you should," Ding Ji frowned, "Is it because of illness?"

"Probably, my mother meant that he wouldn't see him before he died." Lin Wuyu said.

"This disease is not so terrible, so it will not be a long-cherished wish," Ding Ji said. "Is there any clue? How can I find you?"

"My mom's friend," Lin Wuyu said a little hard, "I took a picture..."

"I rely on!" Ding Ji was shocked. "Where was it taken? What about the photo? Can you be sure he is?"

"I... haven't seen it yet," Lin Wuyu said.

Ding Ji shut his mouth violently.

Lin Wuyu is probably not willing or willing to find it.

The two entered the school gate silently, crossing the school road.

At this time, there is no summer vacation. The high school and high school students are still in class. I can hear the noise from the classroom of the self-study class, as well as the shouts and laughter on the playground in the distance. The basketball is playing on the ground. Boom.

Lin Wuyu took Ding Ji into the dormitory, perhaps the uncle had already known his situation, so Ding Ji followed him in. The uncle did not ask much, but just said: "Student Xiaolin is back?"

"Well." Lin Wuyu said with a smile.

Ding Ji This is the second time to Lin Wuyu's dormitory. It is very different from when he came back.

"Drink Coke?" Lin Wuyu asked.

"I only drink it," Ding Ji said, "drinking without ice is boring."

"Ice will wait for a while." Lin Wuyu said.

"Hey, don't use it," Ding Ji said quickly. "Don't run away. I'm not thirsty. I don't need to drink anything."

Lin Wuyu did not speak, opened the cabinet, took out two cans of Coke, and had a carton.

After putting Coke in a small washbasin, he poured the contents of the carton onto the table, looking at things like ice packs one by one.

"Why?" Ding Ji asked.

"Make ice coke for you." Lin Wuyu said as he picked up an ice pack and dropped it on the table.

"Are you thinking?" Ding Ji asked again.

Lin Wuyu threw the ice bag on his hand. When he caught it, he found that the ice bag was actually iced. He was surprised: "Is this the warm baby frozen version?"

"That's right, cold storage agent and gel, used for ice," Lin Wuyu said, "I cut the ice cola later and faster."

Ding Ji found it very interesting. The two stood in front of the table, picked up the ice pack and dropped it, and then squeezed. After the ice pack began to ice, cut a mouth and pour the gel into the small pot.

It's like playing a game.

After the gel buried the two cans of coke, they looked at the pot together.

"This temperature," Ding Ji poked his finger in and tried. "It's quite ice? How long can it last?"

"How long does it last?" Lin Wuyu froze for a while, "Are you pointing?"

"I said how long this thing can be iced!" Ding Ji said, feeling Lin Wuyu should be in a bad mood, or he would have to drive for the sentence he asked himself.

"Half an hour," Lin Wuyu said, "so I said I had to wait for ice."

"How much is an ice pack?" Ding Ji asked.

"Probably two or three yuan?" Lin Wuyu thought about it.

"Yes," Ding Ji gave him a thumbs-up. "It's a professional drone driver that people will hire. If you have the money, just put these ice packs, enough to buy two boxes of Coke."

Lin Wuyu suddenly seemed to remember something, and took out his mobile phone: "I forgot to give you labor costs."

"Not in a hurry," Ding Ji was a little embarrassed. "I didn't do anything, so I played with it."

Lin Wuyu pressed a few times on his phone, and his phone rang.

"Thanks." Ding Ji took out his phone and opened the message.

It was found that Lin Wuyu sent him a red envelope.

...Is the assistant's daily salary a little too small? I took the car for two hours and climbed the mountain for forty minutes. At the top of the mountain...

Forget it, I also said it was for fun, Ding Ji ordered the red envelope: "Actually you borrowed directly from the money I..."

1 Yuan?

He looked up sharply at Lin Wuyu.

Lin Wuyu was already supporting the table and was laughing silently, it seemed that he had been laughing since he took the phone.

"I **** admire you." Ding Ji stared at him.

"Don't give it back to me." Lin Wuyu said while he was happy.

"Yes," Ding Ji put the phone back in his pocket. "Why not."

Lin Wuyu smiled for a while before closing his smile. He let out a light breath without speaking again, staring at the pile of gel and cola in the small bowl.

After Ding Ji followed for a while, he extended his hand to him: "Let me see."

"What?" Lin Wuyu still stared at the basin.

"Lin Zhan's picture," Ding Ji said, "I will see it."

Lin Wuyu fixed for a long time before he took out a picture from his pocket and put it in his hand.

"Did you print it yourself?" Ding Ji looked at it.

"It should be." Lin Wuyu said.

Ding Ji didn't speak anymore, walked aside, and sat down beside the bed.

The photos are very blurry, and the person taking the photos should be in a hurry.

The background of the photo is a subway entrance. Ding Ji saw the name of the station, which should be very close to H... He looked at Lin Wuyu, probably this is why Lin Wuyu's parents asked him to go to Lin Zhan, the same city.

There are a lot of people in the subway, who come and go all the time. At first glance, they don't know who was photographed. After two more stares, he was sure that the photograph should be a young man who was going down the stairs.

Thin and tall, with only a vague side profile.

Looking at this side face alone, he will not have any association, but if he presupposes that this is Lin Zhan, he can see that his nose is very similar to Lin Wuyu.

"It's vague, and only people who are very familiar can judge," Ding Ji gave a very pertinent analysis. "To tell the truth, if this is my brother, I will look at it like this, maybe I will feel like me."

Lin Wuyu turned to look at him.

"Do you want to see it?" Ding Ji flicked a bit on the photo. "Actually, your mother asked you to find it. Are they afraid of them?"

"I don't necessarily dare." Lin Wuyu walked to him and took the photo.

Ding Ji looked at his face.

Lin Wuyu's emotion-disguising skill has been diligent in practice for more than a decade. Before that, he didn't even dare to look at photos, but now he can look at the photos without any expression on his face.

Without trembling, it seems as if he is looking at his transcript that won't be the number one forever.

"Is it?" Ding Ji broke the silence and stopped talking. He worried that Lin Wuyu would suddenly fall asleep like he did in the previous reply.

Lin Wuyu raised his eyes after two seconds.

Without waiting to speak, a tear suddenly slipped from the corner of his left eye to the tip of his chin.

Ding Ji didn't even see the tears gathering and spinning in the eye sockets, and even the eye sockets didn't have time to be red. The way the tears appeared was like a raindrop that accidentally dropped on Lin Wuyu's face.

"It should be." Lin Wuyu said, and he could not hear him crying in his voice.

Ding Ji has some helplessness. Lin Wuyu said that he doesn’t know how to coax when others cry. In fact, it’s the same. Although Ding Ji himself often cries because of his strong feelings, he also doesn’t know how to cry when facing others, especially Crying so...inadvertently.

He wanted to get Lin Wuyu a tissue, but after quickly pressing it on his only two trouser pockets, he knew he didn't have this thing on his body, so he quickly looked around and glanced at the table. , Did not see anything that has the same function as the tissue.

In the end, he had to stand up, grabbed the hem of Lin Wuyu's clothes, pulled it up and rubbed it twice on his face.

"Dirty or not," Lin Wuyu said, "The mountain rolled for a day."

"Who did you blame for not changing your clothes?" Ding Ji sighed and pulled up his corner. "Come on, I changed my clothes."

"Thank you." Lin Wuyu pressed his hand.

Ding Ji didn't speak.

Lin Wuyu pulled the clothes away from his hands, lowered his head and pressed them on his eyes.

Ding Ji felt almost unbelievable: "Have your brain been pierced by a dead bird?"

"Your hands are too heavy," Lin Wuyu said, "I just hurt my face."

"You have a thick skin..." Ding Ji snorted, "Are you so tender?"

Lin Wuyu smiled: "Coke should be a bit iced, right?"

"Wait a moment," Ding Ji said. "If there is no ice, will you put it back again..."

"Come on." Lin Wuyu took a chair and sat down, looking down at the photo again.

"Dare you read it now?" Ding Ji asked.

"Well." Lin Wuyu nodded.

"Don't cry?" Ding Ji looked at Lin Wuyu, or he had just seen it with his own eyes, and now he wouldn't believe that this person had just shed tears half a minute ago.

"Why did my parents let me go," Lin Wuyu said, "If this is really Lin Zhan, they know that Lin Zhan will not see them."

"But if you go," Ding Ji said, "If he does, he may not hide, right?"

"Maybe." Lin Wuyu said.

"Then are you going?" Ding Ji asked.

"Go," Lin Wuyu said, "I'll go after finishing my volunteering, and I'm going anyway. It's the same for morning and night."

"Then..." Ding Ji regretted after speaking.

After Lin Wuyu spoke, he regretted it even more.

"No," Lin Wuyu said, "I can do it myself. You have to work to pay my money."