Chapter 125:

Although it is still a while before the Chinese New Year, because the people in the school are almost gone, the empty panic of the Chinese New Year can already be felt.
There were no more people in the dormitory. The tables were cleaned up and the beds were neatly arranged. Zhang Qiqi also carefully covered everyone's bed with an old sheet to prevent falling dust.
After doing this, it looks even more lonely.
Snow fluttered out of the window, Jiang Yan stood by the window and looked out. Except for a couple on the road in front of the building, no one else could pass by. The boy dragged the girl ’s box and walked out while chatting. .
Jiang Yan opened the window, touched the cigarette case from Pan Zhi's pocket standing next to him, and took out a cigarette.
"Will I haven't brought enough clothes?" Pan Zhi was poured in by Beifeng, and he sneezed. "I wore the thickest down jacket when I went back to see you."
"Not bringing this time?" Jiang Yan asked.
"I didn't bring it with me when I returned home. Whoever wants it will have to pass," said Pan Zhi. "Forget it, if you can't, buy it then."
Yeah, who wants it.
"It's all right if you don't go home for Chinese New Year?" Jiang Yan asked again.
Although he didn't think it was necessary, Pan Zhi insisted that he wouldn't go home this winter vacation. He was very touched and uneasy. He had to accompany his friends when he was tossing about his affairs.
"It's okay, I didn't want to spend Chinese New Year at home, and I was very annoyed," Pan Zhi frowned. "I told you not, when I came home on the eleventh, everyone had to gather and listen to our school. A group of people almost despised me outside of the Five Elements, one by one who never went to school, all the expressions of how to spend so much money in such a school, and I wanted to draw one by one . "
Jiang Yan smiled and said nothing.
"My cousin, the one you've seen," Pan Zhi continued indignantly, "said his mother our school is similar to theirs."
"The technical school?" Jiang Yan said.
"Um." Pan Zhi nodded.
"Draw him!" Jiang Yan said fiercely.
"Must smoke!" Pan Zhi also gritted his teeth.
A car drove downstairs, and Jiang Yan was trying to see if his car was driving when his phone rang.
"Come down." Xu Xingzhi said.
"Go." Jiang Yan hung up the phone and patted Pan Zhi's shoulder.
Two people carried their luggage out of the dormitory.
Jiang Yan had very little luggage, so he changed two sets. The plan when he came here was to go back with some winter clothes for the New Year, and then bring the clothes for spring and summer.
Now that he's done this, he didn't even figure out what to do when he was leaving.
In the steel mill's small rental house, do you want to renew the lease, or do you want to bring the things in there ... If you really take it, there are a lot of things, all kinds of books, clothes, pillow quilts I know how to take it, and where to put it.
After all, living there for more than a year.
But when I think about it, I think it's nothing. He lived at home for more than ten years. When he left, it was just a suitcase and a few cardboard boxes that were subsequently sent.
Alas.
When seeing Zhao Jin sitting on the co-driver, Jiang Yan felt that Pan Zhi would definitely feel it was worthwhile.
Since seeing Zhao Jin's selfie in his circle of friends that day, Pan Zhi has been saying: "The perfect combination of beauty and temperament like this, can also see that a free and easy girl is very rare."
"Man is celibacy." Jiang Yan reminded him.
"Don't think of me so hungry, I just appreciate it." Pan Zhi said.
In this case, Jiang Yan still believed that there were many girls whom Pan Zhi had talked about, and the girls who expressed appreciation were more like the sea and bright like stars.
"Sister," Pan Zhi quickly greeted with his luggage, put the luggage in the trunk, and sat in the back seat. "I thought you wouldn't go."
"Nothing happened years ago," said Zhao Jin, "go for fun, have you two eaten early?"
"Eat." Jiang Yan got into the car and closed the door.
"Then go straight," Zhao Jin handed over a cat bag on his leg. "Come, you two are responsible for this uncle."
"A cat?" Pan Zhi took it.
"Well," Xu Xingzhi dropped his car, "my cat."
"Can you take it out?" Jiang Yan asked.
"Take it, it's very good." Xu Xingzhi smiled.
"It's called a fat sheep, fat sheep, come," Jiang Yan opened the cat's bag, reached in and tried to hold the cat out. When he touched the cat with his hands, he slapped it. This long-haired white cat was his friend Xuxing The circle can be seen almost every day, but now I know why it is called a fat sheep, "I rely, this is too ..."
He held out the fat sheep with both hands, and Pan Zhi was happy at first sight: "Too fat, my God."
"Little name is pig." Zhao Jin said.
"There is no such name," Xu Xingzhi said.
"Now," Zhao Jin turned back. "Pig--"
When she turned back, she was facing Pan Zhi, who was sitting obliquely behind her. After the pig barked, Pan Zhi sighed, "Should I answer?"
Several people in the car laughed, Jiang Yan followed and laughed for a while, then carried the fat sheep in his arms, and leaned against the window to look out.
The fat sheep is very good, and when you ca n’t see that you are in a bad mood, you will step on your face, anyway, it will hold it, and it wo n’t even move.
Jiang Yan feels that the cat is indeed capable of decompression. He has been agitated since yesterday. He is wandering in the dormitory without feeling down, not knowing what he is going to do.
Now holding the fat sheep, he calmed down slowly.
Maybe it is because the car is now driving and the car is passing to the high-speed exit. The place he is going to has also been determined. There will be no change. He is sure.
After getting on the high speed, the speed of the car was increased, and the feeling of smooth and high speed suddenly made people feel a little hesitant.
Outside the window was a scene he hadn't seen back and forth several times, and in the car was a mood he hadn't seen back and forth several times. He couldn't tell whether it was eager, uneasy, anticipation, or resistance.
There were a lot of cars going out. Jiang Yan looked at the cars passing by, some could see the people inside, some couldn't see clearly, some cars were only one person, and some cars were full.
Where do these people come from, where are they going, and what are they thinking?
What about us.
Jiang Yan closed his eyes, and was a little sleepy. In this warm car, listening to the people next to him talking about the sky, it was easy to cultivate sleepiness in the state of holding a fat bun.
It takes about the same time as driving a train, but from time to time on the road, you have to stop for a rest, drink some water and go to the toilet.
When parking at the rest station, Jiang Yan glanced at the oil meter: "Are you going to refuel soon?"
"Well, just fill up before getting off the highway," Xu Xingzhi pulled the handbrake to get out of the car. "There is a traction rope in the cat bag. You put a fat sheep on it, and bring it down to make it breathable."
"Pussycat?" Pan Zhi froze.
"Well," Xu Xingzhi nodded, "he is better than a dog."
Jiang Yan wrapped the fat sheep in the rope and took it out of the car. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he strode forward with his head raised and his tail raised.
A cat so big, so fat, so white, and so long, quickly caught the attention of many people who were resting next to it.
"Give me." Pan Zhi asked him for a traction rope.
Jiang Yan glanced at him, and nodded again, "Yeah, what if I attracted the pretty girl."
"Can you make a fair judgment about me," Pan Zhi sighed, "I just think it's interesting to play."
Jiang Yan smiled.
After Pan Zhi and Zhao Jin walked away, he walked beside Xu Xing who was drinking water: "Senior."
"Huh?" Xu Xingzhi looked at him.
"A moment ..." Jiang Yan said, "Let's cheer up?"
"Come on?" Xu Xingzhi nodded and nodded again, "Oh, okay, just stand beside me and shout."
"Shout?" Jiang Yan asked.
"Come on! Come on!" Xu Xingzhi waved his arms, "Senior come on!"
Jiang Yan smiled for a long time after returning to God: "I'm serious, this trip will cost you a lot of gas tolls, so I can't let you pay for it all?"
"Not much ..." Xu Xingzhi looked at him and smiled after stopping for a while. "Okay, you go to the gas station before going down the highway for a while."
"Um." Jiang Yan nodded.
Everyone rested for a while and got on again. This time they changed Zhao Jin to drive and Xu Xingzhi sat on the co-driver.
When Zhao Jin drove the car out of the rest station, Pan Zhi said, "Sister, drive steadily."
"Relax," Zhao Jin looked at the rearview mirror and turned on the high speed. "You were still wiping the cat's paw while I was driving."
"That's what ..." Pan Zhi thought for a while and looked down at the fat sheep again. "No problem."
Zhao Jin's car drove very steadily. At first glance, he was an old driver. Jiang Yan hugged a fat sheep and leaned against the window to rest with his eyes closed.
When I was just at the rest stop, I could feel that the air was colder and drier than before. The trip was over halfway, and it was getting closer and closer to the end of the trip.
Jiang Yan buried his fingers in the fat sheep's hair, which would make him a little calmer.
Although he felt very sleepy, his mood changed every time the car moved forward one meter. This high-frequency conversion made him sleepy and couldn't open his eyes, but he couldn't sleep.
"Did you drink chocolate? I just rushed at the rest station," Zhao Jin asked in the car. "The thermos is under the co-driver, just drink it."
Xu Xingzhi poured a cup of hot chocolate for everyone.
After Jiang Yan had finished drinking, he felt that the whole body was fluffy, and he closed his eyes again and finally fell asleep.
I don't know how long this sleep lasted, but when Pan Zhi shoved him, he had already driven down the highway and the driver changed to Xu Xingzhi again.
"Finished?" Jiang froze.
"Well," Xu Xingzhi laughed. "Pan Zhi's cheer."
"The money I took from your wallet," said Pan Zhi, "we just discussed going to you to put things and cats a bit, and eat something before going to the hotel."
"Well, okay." Jiang Yan nodded, neither Xu Xingzhi nor Zhao Jin had any luggage, mainly computers and some materials.
"How do I get there?" Pan Zhi asked.
Jiang Yan looked out of the window. He had never been here. Like Gu Miao, his usual range of activities was up to the train station.
But now he was seeing through the cracks in the window of the car, he was already familiar with it, unique to this small city, with a sense of loneliness and chaos.
"I don't know either," Jiang Yan said, "I still have to navigate and set up the steel mill directly. I'll know the way over there."
"Okay, your answer is almost the standard answer of Lu Chi," Zhao Jin said with a cell phone. "The steel mill has a very large range. Is there a specific location?"
"Just ... there is a home," Jiang Yan said, "set it there."
In the process of giving this place, the coordinates of countless steel mills flashed in his mind, and Gu Fei figure appeared on each coordinate.
This kind of memories popped from his heart, making his breathing a little unstable.
He was fully awake now.
He has already returned here, back to the space related to Gu Fei everywhere.
The car kept driving, and when he was at the intersection where he was at home, Jiang Yan who had been gazing at the window said, "This intersection doesn't stop. Turn left at the next intersection."
Xu Xingzhi nodded and drove forward to the intersection of Gu Fei's shop and turned in.
Pan Zhi turned his head to glance at him, and he also glanced at Pan Zhi, saying that he was fine.
Xu Xingzhi didn't know what this road meant to him. While talking to Zhao Jin, he drove the car forward. There was usually no car on this road, so Xu Xingzhi drove quite fast.
Without waiting for Jiang Yan to prepare, he had already seen Gu Fei's shop.
At this instant his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he was almost out of breath, and his throat was blocked for a while.
Fortunately, the car drove quickly, and although he stared at the back of the co-driver, he didn't look over there, but Yu Guangli swept through the door of the store. Happening.
He breathed a sigh of relief and found himself sweating on his back.
He was a little lost at the same time when he was deflated.
"How to get there?" Xu Xingzhi asked.
"Go straight," Jiang Yan said, and the three of them looked at him at the same time. He cleared his throat. "Then turn left again, there is an old community."
"OK." Xu Xingzhi said.
"Are you cold?" Zhao Jin asked, "I just fell asleep?"
"It's okay," Jiang Yan cleared his throat again. Fortunately, the hoarseness that just appeared suddenly is not serious now, it is estimated that the emotion is too excited, "I didn't say anything along the way."
Pan Zhi handed him the thermos cup, and he took it and filled it with a few sips of warm water, exhaling a sigh of relief.
The rented house is still the same here, the only difference from the time when it came back at eleven is that there are no leaves on the tree, and the road is piled with thick snow.
"It's cold," Zhao Jin began to jump after getting out of the car. "Did you pay the heating bill? Don't tell me I didn't have heating when I went up to the house?"
"Did it." Jiang Yan smiled.
Several people took things up and went upstairs together.
Jiang Yan walked in front of the fat sheep, getting more and more familiar, so that he could not tell what it was like.
"Here," he stopped, stood at the door, took the key from his bag, "here it is."
"It's okay, the building is a bit old, and the inside is quite clean." Zhao Jin said.
Jiang Yan took the key and twisted it. The door opened in response. He stunned, and the door was not locked.
Usually, he and Gu Fei used to lock the doors. After all, this old community has no property. From the street to the house, there is a broken wooden door.
Gu Fei actually did not lock, the stuff broke up and did not help lock the door after a trip!
He opened the door and walked in. While putting his cat bag on the coffee table, he saw a man lying on the sofa.
Suddenly the whole person was next to the coffee table.
"I fuck?" Pan Zhi who came in behind him also froze.
Jiang Ye didn't even need to look at the people on the sofa. The curtains in the room were dark, but the lights were dark, but when he noticed that there was something on the sofa and he wasn't even sure that he was personal, he already felt that the person Who is it.
Gu Fei.
Gu Fei.
Jiang Yan had never dared to think about how he would meet with Gu Fei this time. He was afraid of feeling negative while thinking and thinking, but in all the thoughts he had flashed, there was no such scene in front of him.
At this moment, his mind suddenly seemed to be evacuated and empty.
But then there were countless flavors coming up at the same time.
Missing, distressed, aggrieved, angry, angry ... all kinds, but none of them is accurate enough.
Jiang Yan didn't speak and couldn't speak, he couldn't even determine if he could speak now if he spoke now.
He can only stand like this, staring at Gu Fei.
Gu Fei was wearing sports pants with one leg bent and one leg resting on the ground. He was familiar with a T-shirt with his arms over his eyes and a pillow in his other hand.
This sleeping position is casual, and he can see that he sleeps very well.
When Jiang Yan opened the door and entered, the movement was not small, but Gu Fei did not move.
He could even hear Gu Fei's breathing sound calmly without any interference.
When Xu Xingzhi and Zhao Jin both walked into the room and drew in the living room at the same time, the scene became a little awkward.
The four of them lined up watching the man sleeping on the sofa.
Gu Fei was not awakened by them.
Time became a little fuzzy in this case, until Pan Zhi next coughed slightly, Jiang Yan suddenly returned to his spirits.
"Gu Fei." He called.
Gu Fei on the sofa moved.
Jiang Yan's throat was a little tight, and he had to clear his throat before yelling again: "Gu Fei."
Gu Fei's legs moved a little, and then he raised his arm pressed against his eyes.
Perhaps he was sleeping too much. After raising his arms, he stared at Jiang Yan for at least ten seconds, and then bounced off the sofa as if he had been stabbed.
There was no process of sitting up and standing up, Gu Fei was already standing beside the coffee table.
"That ..." Jiang Yan suddenly didn't know how to continue.
"Brother?" Gu Fei looked at him, "You ..."
Gu Fei's words didn't go on, and the two of them just stood face to face.
"I'm sorry," Gu Fei said, after a long pause, "I ... come and see, and I fell asleep."
"Oh, this is me ... friend, Gu Fei," Jiang Yan then remembered to introduce a few people who had been awkwardly silent for a while. Sister, Zhao Ke, you've met. "
"Hello," Gu Fei nodded at them, took his own jacket off the sofa and put it on, "I'll go then ..."
When Gu Fei was walking towards the door while wearing a jacket, Jiang Yan smelled the familiar smell of Gu Fei. When Gu Fei turned and went out, he suddenly felt a strong desire to cry.
Self feels like a pitiful mother-in-law.
"Talk to him first," Pan Zhi finally said, "we'll rest here first."
"... Um." Jiang Yan followed.
Gu Feigang just came down a floor, stopped after hearing his footsteps, and turned to look at him.
"Go down and walk." Jiang Yan pulled the collar, squeezed past him, and went downstairs.
Gu Fei followed in silence.
This kind of weather is totally unsuitable for the activity of "going down and walking." As soon as he walked out of the corridor, Jiang Yan was almost blown by the old north wind.
"Fuck." He put on his hat, turned his back to the wind and walked along the road, without knowing where to go.
"I thought ..." Gu Fei stepped up quickly, "You won't come back for the winter vacation."
"Where do I go if I don't come back," Jiang Yan said.
Gu Fei did not speak.
The two kept walking forward in silence.
"You ..." Gu Fei hesitated to speak again, but lost the following.
Jiang Yan turned to look at him.
Thin, he knew that Gu Fei might want to say this.
Gu Fei said last time that he didn't feel too obvious when he lost weight, but now he knows he has lost a lot.
Just like Gu Fei, she lost weight.
To be exact, Gu Fei is not as thin as he is, but his face is depressed except for the faint fatigue.
Gu Fei looks very depressed. Maybe others don't feel it. When Gu Fei doesn't smile, when he doesn't look, he looks like this.
But he can see that Gu Fei's appearance now is depressed.
He sighed.
"That's okay," Jiang Yan said after walking a little further. "It's Zhao Ke's sister's senior and a B major graduate in psychology."
Gu Fei's steps paused.
Suddenly Jiang Ye was a little scared, and he didn't know what he would say when Gu Fei continued. So he stopped and looked at Gu Fei again.
"What's wrong with your throat?" Gu Fei asked.
"Huh?" Jiang froze.
"How can this be dumb?" Gu Fei looked at him.
"I'm angry," Jiang Yan cleared his throat. "Heaven is so dry, he's angry."
"... Oh," Gu Fei paused, "brother ..."
"Don't say I'm sorry," Jiang Yan interrupted him. "I don't want this, I'm not here for you, I'm for Gu Miao."
The author has something to say: 继续 Continue tomorrow.