Chapter 16 Chapter 16 We owe each other

Feng Ran sat upright on the sofa, his back teeth almost broken.

In his entire life, no one has been so brave as to lock him in the room.

For the whole morning, he didn't answer the phone or reply to messages.

All kinds of evil thoughts of causing trouble flashed through his mind, and he secretly made up his mind that he could be forgiven for the first offense, but if it happens again, don't blame him for going crazy.

As the G-Class drove into the courtyard, his muscles tensed up, and he stared at the football game on the huge screen without looking away. He had heard the sound of the engine countless times, and he knew exactly how fast Shen Zhi came in, where he stopped, and how many seconds it took to shut down.

After not scoring a goal in the middle of the morning, Feng Ran cursed in his heart, what the hell was this football.

The door opened and closed, and there was silence for a few seconds. Someone came in in slippers, making a clattering sound.

"It's really hot today. The weather forecast said 39 degrees, but I feel it's higher. I have iced cola. Do you want some?" Chen Zhi carried a plastic bag into the kitchen and fiddled with the refrigerator. "I'm too lazy to cook, so I bought some from the Chinese restaurant you like. It has three dishes and a soup, as well as

steamed buns and cold noodles. What do you want to eat?" Feng Ran's face was cold and he didn't move.

Chen Zhi poked his head out: "Feng Ran?"

Feng Ran jumped up and rushed to the door, pulling the handle - it didn't move at all.

Chen Zhi stopped what he was doing and walked over.

"You're playing that on me?" Feng Ran bent his fingers and tapped the metal handle twice.

"No."

"You're pretty brave, Chen Zhi."

Chen Zhi said slowly: "It's just that I think some of your decisions are too hasty. Let's think about it and discuss it carefully."

"You're still threatening me, right?" Feng Ran walked back to the sofa, lifted the pillow, and like a magic trick, took out an old axe and turned it around in his hand a few times.

The axe was about the same length as his forearm, with a layer of rust and a blunt tip.

Chen Zhi's eyes darkened. That was in the studio. He had been in the studio.

"Feng Ran, you--"

"Watch it for me. Do you want me to continue thinking about it?"

He had no time to stop him. Feng Ran said nothing and swung the axe to chop at the door lock.

The hard object hit, making a loud and crisp sound, and his legs were forced back.

Feng Ran swung one arm, his muscles bulging rhythmically. The axe was light when it was swung up and heavy when it fell down. He used 60% to 70% of his strength. After a few rounds, although it had been unused for years and was rusty, the door lock had shown signs of being broken.

The door of his house was smashed to pieces, and he was responsible for it all. Shen Zhi's face turned pale and he whispered, "Okay, Feng Ran."

Feng Ran threw away the axe and looked at him with a smile, "I see you and your brother have investigated me quite thoroughly. Haha, that stack of information is really detailed, almost catching up with the evidence of your father's tax evasion. It seems that you know me better than you thought, but I know nothing about you."

"That was done by Shen Yuan. I never thought of investigating you privately."

"So you are the kind of person who clears yourself when you encounter trouble. Will your brother be sad if he knows?"

"I didn't do it, of course I won't admit it." Shen Zhi clenched his fists, his eyes became deeper, "I happened to have something to do this morning, so I had to lock the door. As long as you are fine and we are fine, I will not do anything to you."

Feng Ran approached him, and his gaze pierced him like a cold needle. He took a step back, but the other party pressed forward until his back was against the wall and he had no way to retreat.

"Are you kidding me, Chen Zhi? Didn't I make it clear yesterday?"

"I don't agree."

"You don't agree? Who do you think you are? I wanted to finish this in a decent manner, but it seems unlikely. Think about it clearly. I only have a little patience left for you, don't let me hate you." Chen

Zhi's internal organs were twisted with pain. The moment they passed by, he suppressed his emotions and said, "What about this year and more, what about me?"

"Fuck buddy? Boyfriend?" The more Feng Ran laughed, the more heartbroken Chen Zhi was, "However you want to count it, count it."

The moment before the door opened, Chen Zhi hugged him tightly from behind, almost strangling him to pieces. He pushed impatiently, but heard suppressed sobs in his ears.

The collar was soon soaked, wet, and spread downwards.

Shen Zhi's voice was filled with tears: "Can you please not leave? I really like you. I really don't know what to do."

"...What are you talking about."

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I can make it up to you, as long as you don't leave me. Don't go, Feng Ran. Don't go." Shen

Zhi repeated these two words, and Feng Ran's frozen heart melted uncontrollably.

A voice told him "Don't be soft-hearted", but another voice said "He's just a first-time offender."

He said dryly: "I have to go home... I still have to go to work to pay back the money."

"How much you owe, I will pay it back for you." Shen Zhi's voice was muffled in his body, "I can do anything. Please."

"No, I... don't have much. Don't do this."

The weight of Shen Zhi's body pressed on him, Feng Ran's waist felt a little sore, and he struggled, but Shen Zhi clung to him tighter.

"Feng Ran, I went to see my dad this morning, he's in a very bad condition." He said softly, his voice lonely and boundless, "Probably, not much time left."

"...Why so sudden?"

"I didn't tell you before, he had been diagnosed with a rare disease a long time ago. Feng Ran, if you leave me too, there will be nothing left in my world."

Feng Ran stayed.

He made three rules, emphasizing that this was just a probation period. I don't know if Shen Zhi listened or not, but he couldn't suppress his smile at all, and nodded like pounding garlic.

The next morning, Feng Ran stood at the door again with a rage, and called Shen Zhi.

"Why did you lock the door again?"

Shen Zhi asked: "What are you going to do? I'll be back soon."

"No matter what I want to do, why did you lock the door?"

"It was probably an accident. I forgot."

"I'll give you an hour. If you don't come to open the door in an hour, I can only go out my own way." Shen

Zhi came back in about half an hour, panting. As soon as he opened the door, he said: "You want to go to the car dealership? I'll take you."

"My place is not on the same way as yours, I'll go by myself."

"I'll take you." Shen Zhi insisted, "I'm off work."

"... whatever you want."

After finishing work in the morning, he and a few brothers went out to eat. When he turned around, he saw Shen Zhi's car again, still parked where he took him in the morning.

"Chen Zhi? What's this?"

Chen Zhi took out a lunch box: "I bought it for you."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, but you don't have to go through so much trouble," Feng Ran got into the car, "I'll just eat something."

"How can that be? You have to eat a good lunch every day. I'm not busy, I can just bring it to you."

"Are you kidding?"

Chen Zhi was really not kidding. For several days in a row, he picked him up from work and brought him lunch on time.

After a long time, when people around him asked about it, he could only say that he was his younger brother.

One day when there was not much work, Master Li came back from outside to buy a pack of cigarettes. He stood beside Feng Ran and watched him remove the engine of a car.

It took him a long time to notice and nodded: "Master Li."

This place is a mixed bag. Most of the workers are old and uneducated. They speak with an accent that he is not familiar with. They look down on outsiders and college students.

Master Li is an exception. It is said that he has been repairing cars for forty years and is an "old cadre" here. He was a newcomer at that time and took good care of Feng Ran, so he had the opportunity to stay.

Master Li held a cigarette in his mouth and handed him one. He took out a lighter to light it and said, "What can I do for you?"

"Is that young man really your brother?"

"Yes, he is."

"Your real brother?"

"Almost."

"I don't think so. It's been a few days. That Mercedes-Benz has been guarding the door day and night. Whose brother is like this?" Master Li patted him on the shoulder.

Feng Ran smiled awkwardly: "He, he also has no job and nothing to do."

"You don't need to lie to me, kid. I know it's not convenient for you young people to talk about your things, and I don't want to listen. This place is not big or small. I've been here for so many years and I've seen everything."

"That's right, that's right."

"When you encounter problems, you must learn to ask for help, ask friends, ask the police, it's all fine. You can't just resist."

"It's not as you think... It's just, I owe him something, right? It's not money." Feng Ran didn't know what to say.

"Look, I said I don't want to hear it, I don't like to hear it, but you still want to talk about it." Feng Ran scratched

his head and said, "I think you have experience, and I have no other way."

"Other things are easy to say, but favors are the hardest to repay." Master Li threw the cigarette butt on the ground and rolled over it with the tip of his shoe. "You won't stay long, when are you going to leave?"

"...Next week, I'll leave after my salary is settled." He told the truth.

He couldn't tell what he owed Chen Zhi, or whether he owed him anything.

Perhaps this relationship was a debt between the two from the beginning.

Until now, it has been unclear who is gaining and who is losing.

At the end of the week, Master Li paid him his salary in advance.

He told Shen Zhi that he would leave work later today, and he and a group of 18-year-old kids from the car dealership skewered meat, bought seasoning bags, and set up the barbecue cage.

The older masters had all gone home, leaving only Master Li.

The two of them grilled things and seasoned them in front of the charcoal fire, chatting about everything under the sun. Feng Ran put the white wine aside, feeding it to the fire from time to time, and then pouring it into his throat. Perhaps they would never see each other again in the future, and he could talk freely. He looked at the young people chasing and playing, and smiled, "I was about this age when I first started this business."

Master Li also smiled, "They have been doing this for several years."

"I can see that."

"You are a top student, and you don't study to come out and do this. You are just trying to endure the hardship."

Feng Ran tutored a kid from the car dealership to go from junior college to undergraduate. From then on, they knew that he had been to college. He kept calling him a top student, and he couldn't speak at all.

"What kind of top student you are." Feng Ran lit a cigarette, "Nothing."

"What did you study in college?"

"Don't mention it, it's completely useless. Not as good as this." He laughed, "I was young and didn't understand it then."

"Oh." Master Li laughed, "When I was your age, I always wanted to act like an adult."

"You're not a child anymore. You're 26 and will be 30 soon."

"Where are you going to do in the future?"

"Back to my hometown. I've had enough of these years."

"Why go back to my hometown, to fulfill my filial duties?"

"Not really, my parents don't need me."

"One day they will need me."

"My dad died a long time ago and my mom remarried."

Master Li sighed, "Are you the eldest in the family?"

"Yes, can you tell that?"

"I am, of course I can tell. As the eldest son, you have to swallow all your grievances. You have a bunch of younger brothers and sisters following you, what can you do?" "

What can I do?" Feng Ran took a sip of wine.

"You can drink quite well. But you should take care of your body while you are young."

"No one has reminded me of this for many years." Feng Ran raised his eyes and called the children to come over to get the skewers, "You can try it too." "

I have high uric acid and can't eat it."

"...I don't know." Feng Ran was quite regretful and put down the kebab that he had just handed to his mouth.

He thought for a while and said, "You have my phone number. Come to my hometown when you have nothing to do in the future. I will cook for you."

"Okay, I don't have any children either."

Feng Ran said "ah".

"It's not a secret. Everyone around here knows it."

"If you don't mind having another godson..."

"That's great."

Feng Ran was very happy and took another sip of wine. The spicy taste burned from his mouth to his stomach and rushed straight to his brain, which aroused many complicated past events for a while, and finally turned into a persistent sentence "My dad doesn't have much time left."

He looked up at the sky and said, "I haven't dreamed of my biological father for many years. The last time was when I was in the detention center, he actually scolded me. Old bastard."

Master Li made him laugh: "He has a lot of resentment."

"Of course. Let's not talk about him. I'll grill some beans for you. It's healthy."

Master Li shook his head: "Forget it, there's someone waiting outside the door for a long time. Why not let him in to eat."