When Wen Liang received Xie Jin's call, he happened to be watching a talk show variety show. Xie Jin spoke quickly and in a low voice, and the background sound of the TV happened to make the audience roar with laughter. Wen Liang couldn't hear clearly for a while.

"Then what, say it again?" Wen Liang changed his posture while yawning, and stuffed another old-fashioned taco into his mouth. He suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

"...Money! You, do you have a reliable place to raise money?"

Xie Jin faltered, he was really embarrassed to ask Wen Liang to ask for money again, his treatment fee has not been paid off, how could he borrow so much money from the other party for a person who only met once?

"Money? That's easy to talk about." Wen Liang thought the talk show was too noisy and clicked the mouse to quit and change the channel. It was already meal time, and he was so hungry that he groaned, "How much do you want? I didn't say, why have you two been out for so long?" What time? I'm starving to death."

Wen Liang's dissatisfied mutter was on the other end of the phone, and then there was the sound of something being chewed. Xie Jin twitched the corners of his eyes unnaturally, and whispered the cost of the operation.

"What? Eighty thousand?" The sound of chewing stopped abruptly, and Wen Liang was obviously surprised by the fee, "What do you want so much money for? Where is Ji Duan, let him answer the phone."

"No, I'm right next to you." Ji Duan approached Xie Jin, his warm snort hit his cheek, a little itchy, "It's someone Uncle Xie knows who needs money, and his mother has a heart attack and needs 80,000 yuan for medical treatment." Operation."

The deep voice was close at hand. In order not to behave abnormally, Xie Jin kept pretending to be on the phone, and listened to Ji Duan and Wen Liang telling the ins and outs of the matter.

"So, is there anything you can do?" Ji Duan raised his eyes slightly, and he glanced at the contours of Xie Jin's ears, which were a little red, and he didn't know if it was too hot.

Where neither of them could see, Wen Liang curled his lips: "What can I do? I can barely scrape together 10,000 yuan, 80,000 yuan...I'm not a human cash machine, so what, before It’s not that there’s something called Crowd, you can try posting news on it, maybe you can get social donations.”

"Waterdrops? That's right, why didn't I think of that." Xie Jin's eyes lit up a little, perhaps seeking help from caring people from all walks of life is the only way to solve the problem right now.

There was a brief silence on the phone, and Wen Liang sighed after a while: "Are you all right? I'm going to keep busy?"

"Ah, it's alright, you can do it." Xie Jin hurriedly thanked him, and when he was about to hang up, Wen Liang's voice came from the handset again.

"When are you coming back? When I woke up, there was no one. I'm so hungry..."

The mobile phone was snatched by Ji Duan, he cut off the call decisively, and put the mobile phone into his trouser pocket: "I just know how to eat, let him starve to death, this Taoist eats all day and is lazy, so free."

Ji Duan pursed his mouth and muttered, leaning against the wall not far from Xie Jin, watching Xie Jin walk over to comfort the man.

For some reason, he always felt that Xie Jin was similar to the middle-aged man around him in some respects, but he couldn't say exactly how he was like him.

It's like ants facing a herd of elephants, even at the risk of being crushed to the point where the corpse will not be complete, they are still struggling to get rid of their fate of being crushed.

Two people with similar experiences sitting there are more like a news group of the same kind to keep warm, although they are not even aware of this.

Xie Jin told the man about the water drop chips, and the man's numb face finally changed after hearing this. He took a deep look at Xie Jin, then lowered his head and buried his head in front of his chest, thanking him uncontrollably.

He never thought that a stranger like Xie Jin, who was supposed to have a business relationship with him, would seriously help him with everything, even more attentively than himself.

"Brother, I really don't know how to thank you..." The man only grasped the cloth on Xie Jin's shoulders, his voice choked up, "I hope everything will get better soon, my Xin Xin hasn't come back yet, alas."

Xie Jin pretended to look up at Ji Duan inadvertently, and the two exchanged glances through a distance of several meters, and Ji Duan realized what Xie Jin wanted to do.

"Brother, can you show me the picture of the child?" Xie Jin pondered for a long time before he said this sentence slowly, "Maybe I can find it for you while your mother is recuperating. ..."

The middle-aged man raised his head abruptly, and his face, which was mixed with various liquids, showed an incredulous expression: "This, what a shame, you have helped me so much."

"It's all easy, big brother, to tell you the truth...I'm actually a platform anchor, and I also have a certain fan base. Maybe this can also provide you with some clues when you are looking for Xin Xin."

Xie Jin was a little embarrassed, this was the first time he claimed his profession to outsiders after two years, because the middle-aged man in front of him had a similar experience to him, so Xie Jin put down his guard and spoke out.

"Re-really?"

The man couldn't help holding Xie Jin's hand tightly when he was excited. He was very strong. Xie Jin's hand was turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye. Ji Duan couldn't stand it any longer. He walked over quickly and patted the back of the man's hand abruptly. palm.

"...Huh?" The corner of the man's mouth froze in joy, he clearly felt someone slap him just now?

It felt so real. Xie Jin's hand was held by him, and there was no one else around. It was impossible for him to hit his right hand with his left hand. Who would hit him?

Xie Jin glared at Ji Duan in surprise, and asked, "what's the matter, brother?"

"Ah, it's okay, I always feel that my hand was patted, is it an illusion?" The man looked up and looked around, because he couldn't see Ji Duan, his eyes directly penetrated Ji Duan and looked at the wall, there was nothing but them in the corridor others.

"It's an illusion, you must be tired because of your emotional ups and downs today." Xie Jin was a little guilty, and he tried to divert the other party's attention, "Brother, I don't know what your name is, and there are pictures of the child, you can show it to me. For a moment?"

Fortunately, the man believed his explanation and didn't think too much. He let go of Xie Jin with his rough hand, and the man took out a badly worn wallet from his trousers pocket.

The wallet looked old at first glance, and the edges and corners had worn away, revealing the hard material inside. This wallet should be often carried around by men.

"My name is Cheng Zaimin, and this is my six-year-old son Cheng Xin." The man took out a photo from the wallet's mezzanine. The photo was very new and should have been taken recently.

Xie Jin took the photo. It was a one-inch photo. The little boy in the photo was probably because he often went out to work with his father, and his skin was tanned to a healthy wheat color.

The boy had short black hair, and his dark eyes lit up with a smile. Although he was six years old according to Cheng Zaimin, he looked younger than children of the same age.

"You look so cute, very much like you." Xie Jin stroked the child's photo with his fingertips. He glanced at Cheng Zaimin's face from the corner of his eye, and the middle-aged man in front of him was saddened by the photo again.

"I went to the police as soon as I found out that the child was missing. Although the police said the case had been accepted, I was in a hurry. I wanted to go home first to see if Xin Xin had come back by herself."

Cheng Zaimin lowered his head and his voice was hoarse, "Who would have thought, not only did the child not be found, but my mother fell ill in a hurry. It's all my fault."

"Don't blame yourself too much, the most important thing now is to find the child." Xie Jin has become more and more proficient in comforting people now. After he took a photo of Cheng Xin with his mobile phone, he returned the one-inch photo to Cheng Zaimin.

"Brother, I'll try my best to help you find Xin Xin's words. Don't worry too much, take care of yourself and your mother."

Xie Jin glanced at the time and realized that it was getting late. Before he planned to leave, he repeatedly told him, "Regarding money, you need to register an account. Now... there are still a lot of good-hearted people, and there should be someone to help you."

Saying goodbye to Cheng Zaimin, Xie Jin and Ji Duan walked to the bus stop to wait for the last bus home. This afternoon and evening, the time was both fast and long. The summer breeze in the evening was very refreshing, and it even felt a little cool on the face.

Ji Duan looked at Xie Jin's face, which was covered by his long hair, and suddenly said, "I know why you helped him so much."

Ignoring the hair that was obstructing the eyes, Xie Jin raised his head slightly to look at the bright moon in the night sky, and after a long time, he hummed softly.

"You see your own shadow in him, and you don't want to let what you have experienced repeat the same mistakes in him... To be honest, I have wanted to ask you for a long time."

There was no one else on the platform near nine o'clock except the two of them, but even if there were other people here today, Ji Duan would question the exit so blatantly.

Ji Duan's eyes seemed to have an inexhaustible flame burning. He stared at Xie Jin and asked, "What have you experienced before to have such empathy with Cheng Zaimin? Black briquettes told me that you once I want to end my life, why?"

A series of questions were like ice blades, more piercing than the night wind blowing on his face, and stabbed Xie Jin in the heart with a knife.

"...I don't want to say, those are all in the past." Xie Jin avoided Kai Ji Duan's fiery eyes, and the level of panic was as if the young man who always made jokes on weekdays had disappeared, and now standing in front of him is a food A bloodthirsty lion.

Whether it was the accident two years ago or his determination to slash the blade to his wrist, all these have passed, and he is still Xie Jin, still lingering in this world.

The fact is indeed as Ji Duan said, Xie Jin feels that Cheng Zaimin is very similar to himself, and they are also people with similar experiences, but there are fundamentally qualitative differences.

"Xie Jin!" Ji Duan suddenly shouted his name sharply, grabbing his shoulder with warm palms, "I know what you're thinking, when Cheng Zaimin fell into a low point in his life, you were there to give him ideas, but you didn't. ."

"Although I don't know what happened at that time, but from the comments of those trolls, you are definitely struggling alone in the overwhelming abuse and curses. I know that you can't really forget those things, but can you, can you? …”

Ji Duan seemed to be pissed off by Xie Jin's indifferent attitude. He took a deep breath and his chest was rising and falling. The man in front of him would always wrap himself in an invisible shell. Even if he wanted to save him, he had to pry first. Just open that thick shell.

Almost without thinking, the big hand turned to attack the man's neck. Ji Duan used brute force to take the man in front of him into his arms: "Can you look back at me a little? Do you think I'm dead!"

He had never been hugged so hard before, Xie Jin stumbled and fell directly into the warm embrace of the young man. He subconsciously wanted to struggle, but was hugged even tighter.

"discipline……"

"From Celebration State Park to Tan Jiang's old apartment, to Jincheng Academy of Fine Arts, I dare to say that I know you better than anyone else." Feeling the struggle of the person in his arms, Ji Duan relaxed a little so that he could relax a littlerespite.

"Although I have to admit that it's no different from being dead now, but I've saved you so many times, can you realize that I've been by your side all the time? You're not alone."

Although there is still that black-hearted Taoist priest, Ji Duan secretly slandered that he didn't need to report Wen Liang's name to be unpleasant at this time, so he didn't mention it.

Ji Duan didn't feel so awkward anymore, but he still didn't want to let go of Xie Jin, so he kept the illusion that they were hugging tightly.

Time passed by minute by minute, and just when Ji Duan was about to suspect that Xie Jin had been stunned by his own brute force, his back was lightly patted a few times by a cold hand.

"Got it." Xie Jin's light voice sounded beside his ear, and there seemed to be a little smile when he listened carefully, "Ji Duan, let's go home."

The ghost is hysterical... roaring out his true thoughts hhh this week's update is over, see you on thursday