Chapter 11:

At the moment when I jumped out of the window, the cold wind poured into my breath, drilled into my pores, and finally penetrated into my body.
Cool.
The broken glass under the window sill made a few short and crisp sounds at his feet, and Jiang Yan felt that he was choking and choking finally disappeared.
The sky outside was completely dark, there were no street lights, and the moon did n’t know where it was. There was only a faint light coming out of the windows of various households, which could be seen vaguely behind the buttocks. Snow covered.
Jiang Yan took the mobile phone out of his pants pocket and pressed it. He stepped forward on the snow with a deep step, and walked from the back of the building to the end of the side street.
What little factory is ahead, there is no way here.
He stopped and stood in the dark.
After the outbreak, he slowly calmed down in the cold wind, now a little dazed.
where to?
What?
There is no goal or purpose.
He looked down at the time on his phone, wondering what he should do now.
It's so cold, when I jumped out, I forgot to put on my coat.
There was a dirty trace on the screen of the mobile phone. He wiped it with his fingers. The previous trace was not erased, but added another piece.
It was too dark around him, he couldn't see what it was, only vaguely felt his fingers were wet.
But soon he reacted, taking a picture of the phone screen with his finger.
blood.
"I fuck." He whispered.
A little scary, hands.
His hands were a bit numb and he couldn't feel the pain. He even searched and saw the opening in his palm.
It's deep, blood is still pouring out.
Jiang Yan groped in the pockets of both pants, not even looking for a piece of paper, and had to pull up a corner of his sweater and grab it firmly in his palm.
In such a cold day, the wound was not frozen.
... Yeah, such a cold day.
Not even a coat.
It's dead!
It was only then that Jiang Yan felt the bitter chill as if he had been awakened suddenly.
No coat, no money, and blood flow.
He judged the direction and ran to the fork leading to the side street next to him. Li Baoguo said that there was a community hospital there. It can be bandaged and warm.
After running a few steps, he was so cold that he couldn't hold it. From running to jumping, he couldn't even feel the warmth in his breath.
How cold!
Li Baoguo said that the community hospital was not very obvious, and he was not wrong. Even if it was not obvious, Jiang Yan had run across to see it.
Not even the lights are on.
... not turning on the lights?
He froze, didn't turn on the light?
Then he narrowed his eyes in front of the closed door and saw a sign hanging on the door. He froze his eyes and made up to see that the doctor had gone home for dinner.
"... No!" He knocked twice on the door without responding.
There was a phone number on the sign, but he didn't make a call. He called and waited for the doctor to come. He was probably frozen to death here.
He frowned and turned to look around.
Gu Fei's shop is about five meters away from here and lights up.
Although he was very reluctant to be seen by Gu Fei again, but ... it was so cold!
He jumped over and opened the shop door, and opened the leather curtain.
The warmth coming from his face suddenly made his whole body stiff and almost cramped and relaxed.
But then he froze again, a little awkward.
I don't know why he feels awkward every time he enters Gu Fei's shop.
Last time, the open space where the good bird was sitting, now there is a small table, the electric stove on the table is burning, a pot of steaming ... probably mutton soup, he smelled it.
Gu Fei is giving Gu Miaosheng soup.
And right in front of the door, there was a woman in her twenties.
Except for the fact that the age gap is a little big, this uncle looked like a family of three, so that Jiang Yan suddenly felt that he was not in the right place.
"You ..." Gu Fei turned around and saw him startled. "What's the matter?"
"Can you not ask?" Jiang Yan said, "I just ... pass by."
"Your friend?" The woman looked at Gu Fei and asked.
"Um." Gu Fei stood up and walked to Jiang Yan, his eyes fell on his hands.
The woman also stood up, "how ..."
"Medicine chest." Gu Fei turned back and said.
"Um." She walked quickly into the hut.
Gu Miao was still sitting at the table, holding a spoon tightly in her hand, her eyes widened, and she looked at it nervously.
Jiang Yan noticed that Gu Fei moved a little beside him and blocked Gu Miao's sight. He quickly hid his hands behind him.
"Enter the back room." Gu Fei said.
Jiang Yan quickly walked into the cabin. The woman had taken out the medicine chest and saw him come in, and asked softly, "Hand?"
"Um." Jiang Yan answered, "The community hospital next to ..."
"Doctor eats now," said the woman, "is it serious? Clean it up and disinfect it first."
"Not serious," Jiang Yan looked at the medicine chest, and everything was quite good. "I can do it myself."
"How hard is one hand," the woman smiled, "I'll handle it faster for you."
"Stab wound?" Gu Fei came in and asked.
"No." Jiang Yan hesitated, and let go of the sweater.
The loose hand startled him, and a large piece of blood was already on his sweater.
"You ..." Gu Fei frowned at his hands, glanced at the sweater again, and said to the woman, "Well, I'll come."
"It's okay, can I still be scared by this injury," the woman smiled, and pushed him. "Go with Ermiao, I think she's just nervous."
"... Um," Gu Fei hesitated, turned around and walked out. After taking two steps, he stopped and turned around, and introduced them to him. "My classmate Jiang Yan, my sister, Ding Zhuxin."
"Just call my sister," Ding Zhuxin smiled and pulled Jiang Yan's hand. "Look at it ... the wound seems deep ..."
"Really?" Jiang Yan answered.
Bamboo heart? The name doesn't sound very good, the heart of bamboo is empty.
Jiang Yan expressed his confusion at such literary thoughts today.
"I'll wash it for you with saline," Ding Zhuxin said. "Iodine will be used later."
"Well," Jiang Yan nodded. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Ding Zhuxin said with a smile.
The temperature in the room was high, and my body warmed up quickly, but the pain in the wound began to ache as if waking up.
After Ding Zhuxin washed the blood off his hands, he found that the mouth was not small.
"It's glass," Ding Zhuxin said, "so careless."
Jiang Yan said nothing.
Gu Fei's sister's last name is Ding? What's your mother's name?
And although Ding Zhuxin is very beautiful and her skin is almost white, from the perspective of Jiang Yan, her long and thick eyelashes have covered her eyes, but she is completely different from Gu Fei and Gu Miao.
"You are Gu Fei's sister?" He asked.
"Not my sister," Ding Zhuxin laughed. "He called my sister. I used to live upstairs in his house."
"Oh." Jiang Yan also smiled.
"I watched him grow up, he was my follower when he was young," Ding Zhuxin applied iodophor to him, then he took gauze from the medicine box and covered it with the wound. Let the doctor see it again. "
"Thank you." Jiang Yan stood up.
"How old thank you," Ding Zhuxin put his stuff into the medicine chest. "I never said thank you for handling Dafei's wounds."
He is too rude.
Jiang Yan said in his heart, think again, maybe it should be too familiar.
After he came in, although Ding Zhuxin didn't say a few words to Gu Fei, they could feel that they were very familiar, especially after Ding Zhuxin turned his face to the side, Jiang Yan saw a small note on her earlobe ...
sister? Alas.
I didn't expect Gu Fei to be okay with this mouth, how could this woman look a little four or five years old.
"Are you a classmate of Dafei?" Ding Zhuxin said, "I don't seem to have seen you before ... but he doesn't interact with classmates much."
"I just turned around," Jiang Yan said.
"That's it." Ding Zhuxin glanced at him.
"Alright?" Gu Fei pushed open the door.
"Okay," said Ding Zhuxin, "Doctor Zhang will come and check it out later."
"Is the wound deep?" Gu Fei asked again.
"Just scratch how deep it can be," Jiang Yan said.
"Er Miao asked me to ask my brother to eat?" Gu Fei glanced outside.
"... I didn't eat it," Jiang Yan replied with some depression.
"That happened to be eaten together," said Ding Zhuxin, and he naturally supported his hand on Gu Fei's shoulder when he went out. "I also said that today they couldn't finish eating more lamb.
"Inconvenient?" Jiang Yan hesitated, and whispered.
"What inconvenience?" Gu Fei didn't understand what he meant, but subconsciously followed him to lower the volume.
"That ..." Jiang Yan glanced quickly behind Ding Zhuxin, "your sister."
Gu Fei froze and leaned against the door frame with a smile on his mouth: "Oh."
"Oh?" Jiang Yan looked at him.
"It's nothing inconvenient, isn't Ermiao here," Gu Fei went into the room, took a sweater from the cabinet, and threw it on the bed.
After Gu Fei went out, he took the sweater and looked at the size, almost, so he changed it.
Then I looked down and studied. Wouldn't this sweater be knitted by Gu Fei himself ...
"Any help?" Gu Fei shouted outside.
"No!" He answered quickly, stacking the changed clothes and putting them on the chair next to him.
As soon as he walked out of the hut, he immediately smelled the scent of mutton soup in the shop, and Jiang Yan felt panicked when he was hungry.
"Xiangba." Ding Zhuxin was serving soup to the bowl.
"Um." Jiang Yan walked over and sat down at the small table.
"I also saw Ermiao for the first time to stay for dinner. I haven't seen it in two months, so much progress," Ding Zhuxin put two pieces of lamb in Gu Miao's bowl. ? Last semester? "
"This semester," Jiang Yan said.
"Ah," Ding Zhuxin looked at him for a few seconds before putting a bowl of soup in front of him with a smile. "It was a surprise."
Gu Miao, while drinking soup, sneaked into Jiang Yan's gauze-wrapped hands.
"It's okay," Gu Fei grabbed Jiang Yan's hand and handed it to her. "Look."
Jiang Yan hurt his right hand, and chopsticks were not stable. He was caught by him, and the chopsticks flew out and fell to the ground.
Gu Miao touched his hand carefully.
"Just let go," Ding Zhuxin patted Gu Fei's hand once, and picked up the chopsticks. "Is there a wound to my hand? I can catch it so hard."
"I'll wash it." Gu Fei reached for his chopsticks.
"I'm going ..." Jiang Yan wanted to stand up.
"Sit down, you two, I don't eat." Ding Zhuxin got up and went out through the back door.
"She doesn't eat?" Jiang froze and noticed that there were three pairs of tableware on the table. He was a bit embarrassed. It would not be three pairs of tableware in total.
"She doesn't eat at night, for many years," Gu Fei gave him his chopsticks. "I haven't used it yet."
"No rush," Jiang Yan said.
"Not in a hurry?" Gu Fei tilted his head and looked at him, "I feel your eyes are hungry and straight."
"Get out." Jiang Yan took his chopsticks and put a piece of lamb in his mouth.
Probably really hungry, this lamb suddenly airborne to the top three delicious foods he has eaten in the past two years.
When Ding Zhuxin returned, he saw the chopsticks in Jiang Yan's hand, choked them, put the washed chopsticks in front of Gu Fei, and said softly, "I'm gone."
"Um." Gu Fei stood up and took her coat from behind the cash register.
"Aren't you going to eat something? It's ... delicious." Jiang Yan also stood up, said nothing, and felt more embarrassed after speaking.
"You eat, eat more," Ding Zhuxin smiled, put on his jacket, "I lose weight."
"Oh," Jiang Yan hesitated, then sat back, Gu Miao pointed to the lamb in the pot, and he nodded, "I'll give you a clip."
Gu Miao pointed to his empty bowl again.
"I ... don't worry." Jiang Yan was a little embarrassed. He was so hungry that he was seen by the little girl. In order to show that he was not in a hurry, he turned to look at Gu Fei and Ding Zhuxin again.
"Key." Ding Zhuxin reached out to Gu Fei.
"Isn't it cold?" Gu Fei took out the key of the motorcycle from his pocket.
"You were busy Xiao Shengchu when I was racing." Ding Zhuxin took the key and turned out of the store.
Gu Fei followed the door and took a look, then came back and sat down.
After Ding Zhuxin went out, Jiang Yan was relieved somehow. For the first time, he would have such a strong sense of embarrassment to stay with girls.
Ding Zhuxin is very beautiful, and it is not the kind of publicity and offensive beauty. It is said that when he meets on the road, he will see more.
He had a piece of lamb and his hand was still hurting. When he was holding the meat, he didn't dare to force it. He looked like he was about to detonate a bomb, and he was afraid that his hand would shake the meat off the table.
Gu Fei took a large colander from the side, put it into the pot and scooped it, and handed a spoonful of lamb to his eyes: "I'm struggling to watch."
"Thank you." Jiang Yan halved the mutton steak into his own bowl, took Gu Miao's bowl again, and pulled the remaining steak into her bowl.
"How did your hand hurt?" Gu Fei asked.
Jiang Yan didn't answer. He really didn't know how to say it. Gu Fei should know the Li Baoguo family. If this thing is said, it will only increase the talks for others, although Gu Fei doesn't seem to talk to people. people.
He was silent for a while: "I bit it myself."
Gu Miao looked at him and laughed after stunning.
"The teeth are good," Gu Fei nodded. "Still have to learn to cherish yourself, and then lower your mouth slightly."
Jiang Yan smiled at Gu Miao, bowed his head and took a sip of soup.
"Are you going back later?" Gu Fei asked again.
"No." Jiang Yan answered very simply this time.
"Go there?" Gu Fei sandwiched two green vegetables from the side vegetable basket and put them in the pot.
"Yes," Jiang Yan hesitated after speaking, and he was silent for two minutes before speaking again, "Do you have any money? Borrow me."
"How much." Gu Fei put down his chopsticks.
Jiang Yan thought about it: "Five hundred, I can transfer it to you by mobile phone now."
"It doesn't matter." Gu Fei took out his wallet and took out five hundred.
"Thank you," Jiang Yan took the money, and he had a lot of peace of mind. He said while holding his mobile phone, "You add my friend, I will turn it over for you."
"Actually, there is a fork in the road when you turn right two hundred meters, and you will feel like home when you go in." Gu Fei took out his mobile phone and pressed a few times.
Jiang Yan looked at him and said nothing, took the bowl and took a sip of soup.
Although Gu Fei didn't guess wrong, and he couldn't guess wrong, in this case, he had no other choice but to go to the hotel, but he just said so and made him lose face.
The phone rang and he looked down at the screen.
Gu Fei's friend requested.
Little rabbit obediently.
The nickname almost didn't let him spit on the phone.
"Is this you?" He pointed his phone at Gu Fei.
"Well, cute." Gu Fei said, looking calm.
"... It's so cute," Jiang Yan was a little speechless. After passing the request, he glanced at Gu Fei's head again. It fits well with his nickname. It is a green rabbit. It should be Gu Miao, "Is this picture Gu Miao painted?"
Gu Miao nodded aside.
"It's so good to draw ..." Jiang Yan praised in a very heartfelt way. Gu Miao's level of painting was worse than her skateboarding level. Grandpa Xiaoming could be 724.
When he was about to transfer money to Gu Fei, the door rang and was pulled open, and then the curtain was opened a slit.
He glanced over there, feeling a bit strange. It's normal to come here to buy things this time.
Before he could figure it out, Gu Fei had jumped his phone on the table.
"Ah?" He froze, holding his cell phone and watching Gu Fei rush out, catching the thief?
Generally speaking, no matter his gossip, it will be no problem to live to be 103 years old in the future, but now he is here with Gu Fei, Gu Fei has rushed out, and he cannot sit still.
He stood up and was ready to follow, and was about to tell Gu Miao not to come out. Looking down, Gu Miao was actually eating his head, as if nothing had happened to him.
"I'll take a look." Jiang Yan said, and turned and ran out.
As soon as I left the store, I saw Gu Fei clutching the collar of a man who was desperately struggling.
The long-lost street light line is a bit confusing. He can only see that this is a man in his thirties, wearing a piece of leather, and leggings wrapped in thin legs like two toothpicks. nausea.
"What are you doing! Give up!" The man grabbed Gu Fei's hand and pulled hard, but he was obviously not Gu Fei's opponent in terms of height or strength. After tossing for a long time, Gu Fei didn't move, he could only shout A cry, "You give up!"
"I told you not to let me see you again?" Gu Fei asked in a low voice.
"Who do you think you are? I said you never said, what did you say?" The man put his face in front of him, provocatively, "I'm here now, do you see me? Why? You ... ... "
A series of questions haven't been lined up yet. Gu Fei grabbed his collar and walked to the tree next to him.
The man slammed his face on a tree trunk like a hollow doll.
"Beep".
Jiang Yan felt his eyes amplify with the sound. For the first time, he knew that there could be such a big movement on the wood.
After this sound, the world was quiet.
The man stood against the tree for two seconds, slowly slipping down the trunk, kneeling on the ground, then crooked to the side, and fell down.
"Fuck!" Jiang Yan took two steps over there and died?
After staring at the man for a while, he didn't move, and he turned to look at Gu Fei again, speechless for a long time.
Although this man is thin and not tall, he is a man after all, so he was thrown on the tree by Gu Fei's arm, and he could release it in two or three seconds in a slow motion ...
He suddenly felt that his back was cold, so Gu Fei's skill seemed to be justified by killing someone.
"Go in," Gu Fei glanced at him, and walked towards the store, "are you not cold?"
"Who is this?" Jiang Yan looked back at him. "Throw it out? What to do if it freezes to death."
"Frozen to kill you and kill your mouth." Gu Fei smiled.