Wei Zhi was squatting there holding her cell phone, almost frozen like a street trash can, dazed and stunned. However, the man had no intention of letting her go. She just froze there, looking like "If you don't say anything, let's stand here together until the end of time."
With the phone still pressed to his ear, Jiang Nanfeng called out "Hello" twice, and then heard Wei Zhi's trembling breathing. After thinking for a moment, he said in a particularly considerate manner, "It's okay, I don't mind being the back of your hand."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Shan Chong walked in front of Wei Zhi. She was squatting, just as high as his thigh, so he looked down at her: "Are you dumb?"
The little girl's lips trembled, her hair tingled, and she choked for a long time before saying, "...I didn't say anything bad about you."
His tone was particularly aggrieved, as if asking, "I haven't done anything wrong, why are you forcing me to die?"
"I'm just asking out of curiosity, I'm not scolding you."
The tone was still gentle. At this moment, the man stood in front of her, with a bloody smell mixed with the smell of disinfectant on his body.
Weizhi lowered her head and stared at his snowshoes for a while, and gradually felt the bloody smell in the air overwhelm everything and fill her nose...
With a frown on her face, she stopped squatting and pretending to be dead. She grabbed the man's pants and stood up, then stepped on tiptoe to look at his hand.
His palm was half-raised in front of his chest, and the bandages on his hand were obviously wrapped in many layers, but the palm of his hand was still oozing blood...
And the blood color seemed to be spreading.
"Why?" she exclaimed. "Didn't the bleeding stop?"
"Well," the man lowered his eyes, "you're right, I need stitches, but the ski resort clinic doesn't have the medical facilities to treat me, so I have to drive down—"
"??? Why don't you leave?" Wei Zhi really didn't understand what was going on in this person's mind, "Still chatting here!"
She looked serious when she spoke, her slightly chubby face was tense, and although she didn't look dignified, she was very emotional... When she spoke, her voice was hoarse and the tip of her nose was red.
Shan Chong certainly knew that he should leave quickly.
He just glanced at her and saw her fluttering her wings and jumping up. It seemed like he was always the one scolding and ordering her around. It was quite strange that the other way around was happening... He couldn't help but want to say a few more words to her.
So I bent down slightly and moved closer to her.
So close that the tip of his nose almost touched hers, the man's dark eyes met hers without any hesitation: "Have you cried?"
Wei Zhi was stunned when he heard this, and didn't want him to see it, so he immediately turned his head away.
The man kept his waist bent, and briefly curled his lips at her stretched profile. He did not force her to jump up and down anymore. He slowly straightened his waist and said, "Okay, you know you care about your master. It's worth my patience in not breaking your legs."
“…”
"I hope you will be more considerate of me in the future and stop annoying me like a leaky balloon on the snowy trail."
Wei Zhi was speechless.
How could she feel sorry for him when she tried so hard not to retort?
After a while, I couldn't help asking again, "What is a leaking balloon?"
The person being questioned glanced at her and said seriously, "There are so many minor problems. After one minor problem was fixed, another problem that didn't exist before suddenly appeared. Tell me, does it look like a leaky balloon with holes everywhere?"
Weizhi: “…”
Weizhi: "Does your hand no longer hurt?"
Such quick thinking.
He doesn't look like a sick person at all.
As she spoke, she took a look and saw that the red dot on the white gauze part of her palm was becoming more and more obvious. It was obvious that the blood from the lower layer had seeped up... It would be nonsense to say that it didn't hurt. With such a big wound, he couldn't even move his hand now.
"It hurts," Shan Chong said, "Will you drive me down the mountain?"
Wei Zhi certainly wouldn't refuse, but she still bit her lower lip, not wanting to confirm his statement that he "finally loves his master" and make her look like an ungrateful person who never understood him...
Then she will be an ungrateful person now.
"No. I still have to go back to take care of Nanfeng. Let Lao Yan take you down. He might be squatting somewhere crying and wishing he could chop off his head as compensation to you."
While mumbling, I kept glancing at him uncontrollably, wondering whether his car key was in his left pocket, right pocket, or in the locker?
"Oh," he said calmly, "just now you said that the palms and backs of your hands are all made of flesh."
"………………I don't want my hands anymore. Can I chop them off?"
Wei Zhi muttered and reached for his pocket, pulling out his car keys before he could react. As she held the car keys, she suddenly seemed to remember something and hesitated again: "Don't you really want Lao Yan as a gift?"
She rejected him again and again.
The smile that remained in the man's eyes a second ago faded a little, and the expression between his brows became a little cold.
"I just sent him to apologize to Jiang Nanfeng and Dai Duo. He named and bashed them in front of so many people. Who knows how it will spread among the snow circle tomorrow." He said in a voice without any emotion, "If you really don't want to do it, please call Backstab."
Without even looking at his face, Weizhi could tell that he was a little unhappy.
The word "trouble you" is used.
His temper really came out of nowhere, and he seemed to be smiling just a second ago.
Damn it, that's why they say babies with fever cry the loudest. Even if a man is nearly 30 years old and has grown up, human nature will not change: when sick, most primates will become sensitive and hypocritical.
"No," she was really afraid that he would be bleeding and angry at the moment, and would faint if they didn't agree with each other. "I'm just worried that my driving skills are not good. What if the road is bumpy and you hurt your hand?"
Shan Chong glanced at her when he heard that.
The little girl looked in the direction of his hand with a worried look on her face, and it seemed that he was not trying to make excuses.
Then the slight unhappiness in his heart faded a little, his brows relaxed, and he patted her head with his uninjured hand: "You worry too much, I'm not made of tofu."
Wei Zhi raised his hand again and shook his head, just at the place where he had just taken a photo.
As they were talking, they were already walking slowly towards the parking lot.
The road was very muddy. It snowed in the afternoon and the snow was very deep.
The little girl was very resourceful. She shamelessly got a broom from a ski equipment store in the ski equipment hall. She walked in front, hopping and sweeping a small path on the untrampled snow path with the broom. After making sure there were no gravel to hurt feet or ice to make people fall, she took the next step.
The snow on the roadside was higher than her calves.
She wore 225 snowshoes, leaving a trail of footprints next to the tracks she swept.
It's just that small.
Qinqin ran ahead and cleared a path wide enough for people to walk. Then, about five meters away, she turned her head and stared at the man walking behind her, monitoring whether he followed the path she had explored...
It seemed that he turned a deaf ear to her words and she always felt that he was made of tofu at this moment.
His eyes inadvertently swept over her hands that were holding the broom and were red from the cold. When she wasn't paying attention, he kicked the snow that was swept to the sides of the road. The snow flew up and easily covered the small footprint beside the snow path.
He couldn't bear to let her jump around all the way to do nothing. Under her passionate gaze, the man glanced at the deep footprints beside the snow path...
He cooperated very well and stepped onto the snow path she had swept clean.
Without looking up, he could feel the light bursting from the eyes of the person a few meters away, the almond-shaped round eyes sparkling as they looked at him.
He looked up and fell into her starry eyes.
...it's quite fresh.
He grew up and learned skiing. He practiced by himself at first. After he learned it, he taught others to practice. So far, he has always protected others.
No one ever worried that he would hit his foot on a rock or slip on the ice when walking on a flat snowy road.
Later on, when he was injured, retired, and middle-aged, a little girl suddenly appeared from nowhere, walked in front of him, and cleared the way for him on the snowy road step by step.
Seeing the man standing there without saying anything, Wei Zhi chuckled, scratched his head, and asked him, "Are you touched?"
Shan Chong stood in the snow pit she had cleared, feeling his feet sinking into the ground and feeling solid on the ground.
He put one hand in his pocket, with the injured hand naturally raised at his side. He raised his eyebrows at her and said in a gentle and affectionate tone: "Yeah, I'm touched."
Before Wei Zhi could say anything, he heard him sneer and add slowly:
"Jiang Nanfeng is still hungry, right? Now I know that as a master, I have to be at least a good master."
"...Can't you please just forget about this for a while?"
"Um."
"?"
"cannot."
“…”
…
When Weizhi put Wangba neatly into Shan Chong's car and climbed onto the driver's seat, Lao Yan was standing at the door of Weizhi's hotel room, acting like a statue for a long time.
Backstab leaned against the wall with his arms folded and expressionless, watching him like a statue, and also questioning life——
The whole thing was that he worked hard all day in the park but didn't get any results. He sat on the snowy trail and watched the sunset, patting his chest and telling himself, "It's okay, you are the best." He finally prepared himself mentally, and just after patting the snow off his butt and getting up...
Then I received a call. On the other end of the phone, Hua Yan's voice sounded like seeing dinosaurs resurrected and Jurassic Park rising from the ground.
This is what she said at the time:
[Lao Yan and Chong Ge fought over Dai Duo's board. Chong Ge's hand was cut by the blade and blood flowed all over the floor. The bright red blood flowed into Lao Yan's heart.]
If it was said that Jiang Nanfeng took thirty seconds to digest Wei Zhi's broadcast.
It took three full minutes to digest Huayan's words with the backstab.
Ignoring the inexplicable lyrical sentence in the last sentence, the amount of information in this sentence was so great that Backstab had to make a voice call to Shan Chong. The man on the other end of the phone said nothing. He confirmed that the incident was true. Since he was asked to come, he would accompany Lao Yan to apologize to Dai Duo and Jiang Nanfeng.
At this point, the mental health that Backstab had worked so hard to build collapsed again.
He even felt a little regretful about why he made the call. After all, from Hua Yan's tone, which was 70% anxious and 30% excited, he could tell that their master was at least still alive.
Finally, he had no choice but to pick up the distraught Lao Yan outside the infirmary.
After all, he was still a half-grown child. He had only been two or three years away from the age when he dared to fight thirty people in an alley with a stick for his brother...
Lao Yan usually doesn't say it, but everyone with a discerning eye knows that although he is lazy, he is absolutely respectful and obedient to Shan Chong.
Now he personally sent his master to the hospital.
He was so filled with guilt and fear that he almost lost his soul.
Anyway, when Backstab saw Lao Yan, his first reaction was actually Hua Yan's description of "the bright red blood flowed into Lao Yan's heart". It was so damn appropriate.
Through the window of the infirmary, he saw Shan Chong raising his hand to get it disinfected and bandaged. It's no exaggeration to say that even though blood was oozing from his hand, his complexion looked rosier than that of Lao Yan, who was squatting in the corner outside the window.
Lao Yan was dragged back to the hotel like a dead dog by Backstab and stood at the door of Jiang Nanfeng's room.
Then at the door, at this moment, they hesitated for at least ten minutes.
Lao Yan put his hand on the door several times and then put it down again, just like he was in a cliché drama. He couldn't stand the backstab and whispered, "If you are a gentleman, just be frank. It's better for you to admit it yourself than to let Dai Duo and Jiang Nanfeng hear it through other messy channels at night--"
Lao Yan's face was livid. He wanted to roar, but he didn't dare to speak loudly. He lowered his voice like a snake's hiss and said angrily, "What do you think I want? Why didn't you ask what Dai Duo did before questioning whether I was a boss? I called Jiang Nanfeng, and he answered the phone and said that he was in bed!"
He paused, getting angrier and angrier, and added: "In that case, I'd smash his broken board and beat him up, that's what the masters do!"
"Oh my god, what kind of love drama are you acting out with me?" Backstab looked him up and down. "Who is Jiang Nanfeng to you? Do you need to be the one to judge him?"
The number one scumbag in Chongli who used to say "walking like a blade during the day and walking like a kidney at night" now suddenly becomes pure and innocent after coming to Xinjiang and not acclimatizing himself?
"I'm happy."
"You really look happy—" Backstab said, "How happy are you? If you look sad, Dedo will laugh at you if he sees you."
Lao Yan opened his mouth to say something, but at this moment, the door of the room was suddenly opened from the inside.
without any warning.
The culprit of all the accidents appeared at the door. The gap in the door was opened a little wider. Dai Duo looked up and down at the two people standing outside the door...
At the same time, Jiang Nanfeng jumped down from the bed, stood behind him and asked, "Who is it?"
From outside the door, one could only see a strand of her hair that fluttered because she was looking out. The rest of her body outline was completely covered by Dai Duo... At this time, the people standing outside the door only heard Jiang Nanfeng's voice. When she finished speaking, the person blocking the door paused, without turning his head, and replied expressionlessly: "There are rats in the corridor of this hotel."
Rat Man No. 1 Lao Yan: “…”
Rat Man No. 2 backstabs: “…….”
Standing outside the door, Backstab really wanted to tear Dai Duo's mouth apart.
She endured it for a moment, reminded herself that she was here to apologize, and raised her foot to kick Lao Yan. The latter's eyes flickered, and then she gloomily and slowly withdrew her gaze from the strand of hair in the door.
Lao Yan pushed the door but it didn't open. The person behind the door was guarding very closely. He knocked on the door and said in a low, warning voice, "Get out of the way."
Dai Duo was not afraid of him at all, and ignored him. He turned around and asked the people in the room, "It's Lao Yan. I don't know what he's doing here. He's trying to come in. Should we let him in?"
There was silence in the room, and Jiang Nanfeng's confused voice rang out: "What is he doing here?"
Dai Duo turned his head back and translated seriously: "Did you hear me? I'll let you go."
“…”
Go away!
Lao Yan made him so angry that he couldn't help but confront her directly, "Why the hell did you say such nonsense on the phone before?"
"You have a problem with your brain. Your brain is full of yellow garbage. You hear the same thing everywhere," Dai Duo would not be polite to him. "I heard what happened. Thank you for providing the only joke that made me want to laugh out loud in the past three months--"
His eyes were calm, and he seemed to have enough time to add, "It doesn't matter if you smash the board. Mach will release a new model for the snow season soon, so I can just change it."
There is no other way. He is a park player and he does not have Gray's sponsorship. He has to pay for the board himself...
I could almost get it for free.
He felt a little regretful.
Lao Yan: “…”
You really want to hit him again. Lao Yan looked at Beistab helplessly, meaning that I was the one who stopped you when you wanted to hit him last time, and now you have to return the favor.
Backstab stood beside him, holding his chest, silent.
Seeing that backstabbing was useless, Lao Yan refused to waste time with this chatterbox: "Get out of the way, I'll talk to her."
Dai Duo certainly didn't give way. He turned sideways and just happened to see Jiang Nanfeng hopping on one leg to get a box of yogurt from the table, then hopping back to the bed on one leg. He didn't show any intention of meeting the guest at all.
After a pause, he said to the determined boy in front of him, "Forget it. I heard that you said in front of a large group of people with the whole world's voice that I stole your student and quickly had an affair with her--"
Lao Yan: “…”
Dai Duo: "Did Shan Chong get hurt by you in order to make you shut up and end up in the hospital?"
His conclusions were all correct.
But none of it sounds right.
What the fuck is this modern high-end rhythm dog?
"Shan Chong himself probably wouldn't have thought that he would be sent to the hospital by his own apprentice after several years," the young man said with a mocking expression, which made his feminine face look even more sinister. "This story is really interesting."
He didn't finish his words.
Lao Yan kicked the door open and rushed over.
…
About 20 minutes after the departure, Wei Zhi, who was driving all the way to the hospital, received a call from Jiang Nanfeng. She turned on the speakerphone and before the other party could speak, she said, "What's the matter? I'm driving Chongge down the mountain to the hospital. I'm on speakerphone. Go ahead."
This is to remind Jiang Nanfeng not to say things that he shouldn't.
Jiang Nanfeng was silent for a second before he understood her hint. He paused for a moment before saying, "Did Lao Yan come to my place specifically to fight Dai Duo?"
As they were talking, there was a crisp sound of a chair falling over, and Backstab was swearing at them, asking if they were sick.
Everyone fell silent.
Until Wei Zhi asked: "Did they fight for you?"
Jiang Nanfeng was speechless for two seconds: "Do you think I have the face to do that?"
Wei Zhi held the steering wheel and looked at Shan Chong again. The man raised his eyelids and glanced at him emotionlessly: "Why are you looking at me? I don't have the face to do that."
“…”
Long, it is still long.
Before she could argue, Jiang Nanfeng's voice rang out again on the other end of the phone, accompanied by the sound of something like glass being smashed to pieces: "Then I think it's still possible. After all, Lao Yan kicked the door only after Dai Duo said, 'The apprentice sent the master to the hospital.' There was a big hole in the door, which shows how angry he was. He felt sorry for the manager on duty today... Oh, I'm hanging up now."
Weizhi: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Nanfeng was very calm: "Call the police. They smashed our room. If we don't file a case, we will have to pay for it... I won't pay them this money."
Then the call was disconnected.
The car fell into silence. The worst thing was that they arrived at a traffic light in front of the hospital. While waiting for the red light, Wei Zhi was embarrassed by the strange silence, so he said, "It's quite lively. I guess you will have to clean up the mess when you go back."
Shan Chong didn't say anything.
When he doesn't speak, he always has an unfathomable coldness and no one knows what he is thinking.
Until the man's eyelashes fluttered slightly, he raised his eyes and said "hmm", and concluded in a very calm tone: "I have carefully selected and recruited traitors."
Weizhi: “…”
I suspect you're on a map, but I have no evidence.
…
When they arrived at the hospital, the bandage on Shan Chong's hand was already stained with blood. At first glance, there was no doubt that the bandage would bleed if pressed.
Wei Zhi just glanced at his temple, which was throbbing, and then looked away. He was terrified and stared at the ground with his head down.
She was staring at her forward footsteps so intently that she didn't notice the man next to her slightly tilting his head to glance at her, and saw the pale tip of her ear that was frightened to the point of death...
He originally wanted to say something, but he stared at her head for three seconds, with only the back of her head showing. His eyes flashed, and he remained silent.
Maybe he was numb. In any case, he didn't feel any particular pain. It was just that his skin, which was usually fair, looked so fair outside the black mask that it seemed almost transparent. It even seemed to be glowing faintly under the hospital lights.
There is no blood at all.
This situation warrants a trip to the emergency room.
Fortunately, the emergency doctor had seen a lot of things and took him to the emergency room to prepare stitches and bandages.
There was a huge crowd of people. Weizhi, who would be eliminated in 24 hours if thrown into a wilderness survival group and had no competitive power at all, was pushed to the back of the team in just a few steps. She was originally following the doctors and nurses and wanted to squeeze in, but who knew that as soon as she stepped into the emergency room with her head down, she heard the man walking in front say, "Wait outside."
She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised her head and looked into the other person's calm black eyes. She wanted to refute, but her lips moved but were unable to close. She said, "Oh."
Then he turned around and left obediently.
I squatted outside the emergency room, hugged my knees, and was in a daze.
After a while, the door of the emergency room was opened, and the nurse's voice was particularly loud in the corridor of the emergency department at night: "Family! Pay the bill!"
The little girl squatting outside the door was startled. She raised her head and reflexively exclaimed "Ah!" Then she stood up. A bill appeared in front of her: "Family, please pay at the payment counter in front."
She took it with both hands and said in a daze, "Okay."
She trotted to pay the bill, then trotted back with the receipt in her hand. The doctor had already untied the bandage, simply treated the wound, and was preparing to suture it... Before she could even catch her breath, she walked straight into the ward. The man sitting beside the bed heard the movement and turned his head to look at her.
The two looked at each other.
Weizhi's conditioned reflex is to look at his hands.
Feeling her gaze coming towards him, the man moved his hand, turned over and blocked it.
Weizhi: “?”
Doctor: "Just finished disinfecting! Don't move! Why are you moving!"
Weizhi: “…”
Shan Chong: “…”
Under the doctor's irritable reprimand, the handsome and indifferent man showed a rare helpless expression on his face. He glanced at the girl standing next to him, who was emitting a tense and worried atmosphere. He was afraid that she would squat next to him and cry for no reason again, so he moved the corners of his lips and said in a hoarse voice: "Family?"
Wei Zhi looked up at him blankly.
He curled the corners of his lips lazily: "Go out and wait, family."
Weizhi: “…”
Wei Zhi: "………………………………"
It took me a long time to react. My face suddenly felt hot under the mask and my ears almost fell off.
The little girl resisted the woodchuck in her heart that was jumping up and down because of embarrassment, and stared at the man without moving her eyes.
After a few seconds, she nodded and said in a clear voice, "Okay, Dad."
Then, in the silence when the ping-pong sound of the doctor selecting instruments paused, she adjusted her mask, turned around calmly and left.