Balancing

Chapter 6

As soon as Jian Ming entered the windmill shop, he was greeted with a big hug, and then he heard Wei Dong's excited voice.

"Jian Ming. You have finally returned from your studies, and I miss you brother."

Wei Dong is Jian Ming's high school classmate and the only friend he wants to keep in touch with after returning to China.Seeing his heartless appearance as usual, Jian Ming thought of his youthful and unconfident self back then.Time flies by, and there will always be some precious things left behind, for example, this good buddy who has been protecting, helping, and supporting me since high school, Wei Dong.

"Hey, how long has it been since we met?" Wei Dong didn't even give Jian Ming a chance to speak, and then asked himself, "By the way, I met you when I got married and went to the United States for my honeymoon. It's been three years. I'll go, why?" I feel like I haven't seen each other for six or seven years, and sure enough, I still have a sense of belonging in my hometown."

"Student Wei Dong, do you want to go in and sit down and talk?" Jian Ming smiled and patted him on the shoulder, implying that they had been standing at the door of the garage.

"Haha, yes, go in and sit inside." Wei Dong looked around embarrassedly and led Jian Ming to the office.

As soon as he sat down, Wei Dong began to fiddle with a set of Kung Fu tea sets on the coffee table, and immediately, a cup of Xinyang Maojian with a strong fragrance was delivered to Jian Ming.

"Are you still playing with tea? Your boss has been doing quite comfortably these past few years." Jian Ming was very relaxed at this moment, joking around as he wished.

Wei Dong chuckled, "How can I compare with you, a great doctor? I only earn a few pennies to support my wife and children. In the past few years, I have managed to live up to expectations and opened two more branches."

Wei Dong is not tall, and he will always shave his body. He used to be as thin as an African refugee. He has found a wife these years, and he has become a lot richer. His face has become more sophisticated, but in general he is still okay. I can see the shadow of the ignorant boy back then.

"I knew before that you have the potential to become an upstart, haha..." Jian Ming seldom laughed out loud, maybe because he saw an old friend.

"Hey, let me tell you, are you still... with that foreigner?" Wei Dong suddenly asked softly.

Jian Ming frowned, he didn't react for a while, and subconsciously asked, "What foreigner?"

Wei Dong poked his nose in embarrassment, thought about the wording, and decided to be straightforward, "It's the foreigner who picked you up in the United States last time. His name is K or something, isn't it your...boyfriend?"

Jian Ming liked men. Wei Dong knew about it when he was in college. The two were not in the same university, but Wei Dong went to Jian Ming when he had nothing to do, saying that there were so many beauties in the world. One, I ran into two beautiful boys kissing in the dormitory on a weekend afternoon.To Weidong at that time, this kind of visual impact was no less than hiding at home in middle school to peek at the pornographic videos hidden by his parents, and he was so shocked that he swallowed.

But the shock that made him fall to the ground was that one of the beautiful boys was Jian Ming.

"Kevin?!" Jian Ming recalled a moment and said a name.

"Yeah, yes, it's him, that foreigner who drives a sports car and has curly yellow hair." Hearing the name, Weidong's memory came back.

"We broke up, and he was never my boyfriend." Jian Ming said calmly, lowered his head and drank the tea in the cup.

"......."

"Dongzi, in this circle, it's easier to find a bed partner than a boyfriend." The deep voice was a little helpless.

Wei Dong didn't know what to pick up for a while, so he refilled him with a cup of tea.

"Jian Ming... I really can't.. Try a woman? You are so old and single, what a waste of your talent, I feel sorry for you..."

"Stop talking, there are some things you can't choose." Jian Ming interrupted Wei Dong's endless emotion.

"Ding" received a message on the phone, he slid it away to look at it, and snorted.

"I'm here, the door."

Lu Heng never thought that he really came here like this, and it seemed that there was no process of pretending to be entangled, so he secretly despised himself.Have you really decided to go for treatment?Tell a stranger about memories and thoughts?Is this so useful?Can I stop shaking my hands with a few words of comfort?Lu Heng's mind was still filled with countless little perplexities.

Seeing Jian Ming coming out of the garage, Lu Heng, who was standing across the road, threw his half-smoked cigarette on the ground and stomped on it.Waved to Jian Ming who was wearing a casual suit across the street, "Here it is."

Lu Heng is already tall, with a straight back, standing tall and straight like a pine tree, and can wear freestyle in whatever he wears.It has to be said that this shape alone is definitely a variety that can be seen at a glance in the crowd.

Jian Ming didn't want to cross the road, so he beckoned him to come over. Lu Heng thought about it, found it by himself, yes, he rushed over with an arrow.

"coming?"

"coming."

Jian Ming waited for a few seconds, but Lu Heng didn't say anything.The two of them stood at the door of the car dealership and it became a nice sight.

"you…"

"I…"

With one voice and a tacit understanding.

"Tell me." Jian Ming smiled.

"I...that's..." Lu Heng wanted to be reserved, but he really didn't have the ability, so he simply explained the purpose of coming, "I don't want to take medicine anymore."

"Oh, then don't eat, just listen to me." Jian Ming smiled and nodded, expressing his approval of his wise decision.

What is this answer?Lu Heng couldn't understand his understatement.Thinking of how long it took him to build up his mind before he could make a decision, did he just say it leisurely?

"And then?" Lu Heng asked.

"What then?" Jian Ming laughed secretly, what was this guy thinking. "I know what your purpose is for coming to me, and I promise to let you achieve your purpose, isn't that enough?"

"Not enough, I want to know how you do it."

Jian Ming took out his mobile phone and checked the memo, "Well, come to the consultation office at 11 am tomorrow, and we will talk again. Today is my private time, I have something else to do, you..." and gestured to the car dealership behind him , the implication is that you, Officer Lu, should leave first.

"You want to buy a car?" Lu Heng deliberately pretended not to understand, and entered the car dealership on his own.

Knowing that talking to this guy would never be on the same channel, Jian Ming shook his head helplessly and followed.

Wei Dong has been leaning against the office door and staring at them for a long time. No matter how he looks at them, he feels that these two people standing together are a triple-A scenic spot. One is handsome, the other is handsome, and the other is white. I've been back for a few days, so I haven't been idle... Seeing the two of them walking in, I immediately put away my playful expressions and greeted them with a smile.

"Jian Ming, friend? Let me introduce you." Wei Dong smiled slyly, and pouted in Lu Heng's direction.

Jian Ming rolled his eyes in his heart, and said with a serious face: "Well, ordinary friends, don't think too much." At this time, he explained that the patient was too unprofessional, he sighed, and hoped that Weidong would continue to uphold The good virtue of accepting as soon as you see it, don't ask any more.

"Ordinary...friend? He doesn't look ordinary at all." Wei Dong grinned, and walked to the exhibition hall suspiciously, when Lu Heng turned his head, his eyes met.

Did he read it wrong? Why did this person smile at him with a kind of... ambiguous eyes.

"Hello, I'm Jian Ming's buddy, and my name is Wei Dong. You can test drive any car you like." The greeting was very clear.

"Oh, it's your brother who bought it." Lu Heng pointed behind him.

It's not often that Jian Ming encounters similar situations. With the precise calculations in his brain, he already knew when he got in front of the two of them. He passed them unhurriedly and walked towards a silver-gray Range Rover.He still shouted, "Dongzi, Lu Heng, come and help me take a look." Look, isn't this just an introduction, so why be serious about it.

In fact, he had planned to buy this car for a long time. He knew the performance of the car very well on the Internet, and he didn't want to pick and choose, but now he is very happy to see Dongzi introduce it seriously, and he nods in response from time to time.

This is good. Sometimes facing things is like driving. If there is a traffic jam when going straight, just take a small road. There are more curves and it doesn’t get in the way. It doesn’t matter if you waste a little time. It’s better than being stuck in a traffic jam.

Like now, Weidong no longer circles around Lu Heng endlessly.

"All in all, I think this car has your Jian Ming written on it, it's so fucking perfect. Lu Heng, what do you think?"

After listening to Weidong's last classic summary, Jian Ming couldn't help feeling that the eloquence of this front-line salesman who spouts lotus flowers is really buried as a boss.

Lu Heng didn't quite understand what the person named Wei Dong was saying from the beginning to the end, and he came back to his senses when he heard his own name. "Oh, very good."

"It's settled. This is the only one. Is there a car in stock? Boss Wei." Jian Ming wanted to make a quick decision.

"I'll check it out. Don't worry, I don't have this store. I transferred it from the branch. My brother-in-law drives the Land Rover IV. Are you afraid there is no car?" After finishing speaking, he walked to the office.While walking, he still yelled, "Wait a minute, soon, this will be Jianming you, I haven't served in person for 800 years."

Jian Ming smiled and shook his head, put his hands in his trousers pockets, and walked towards Lu Heng who was leaning on the car next door.

"Officer Lu, have you seen clearly, how many moles on my face?" He stared at Lu Heng intently, with a playful tone.

Damn, it's that look again, like a clairvoyance instrument.Lu Heng lowered his head and cursed secretly.

"Who are you scolding?" Jian Ming laughed out loud.

Lu Heng raised his head abruptly, and widened his eyes: "You...you are not from Earth, are you? Do you have special abilities?"

"Oh, are you really scolding?"

"Damn it... you just admit it." Lu Heng seemed to feel frustrated that his IQ had run away as long as he was with this person.

"Well, I admit it, but...you have to keep it a secret for me." Seeing his stupid look, Jian Ming couldn't help making fun of him, and deliberately leaned forward to his ear, teasing in a low voice.

"Fuck, I take back what I said just now." Once again, he deeply felt that his IQ was being ridiculed, and his face began to flush.

Damn, could it be that he witnessed the passage of his wandering soul the whole time?Lu Heng admitted that he had been staring at that guy for the past 10 minutes, but he just looked at it, just like reading a book, a newspaper or a movie, and didn't study anything. Besides, can he be blamed for this?Isn't this appearance just for people to see?

"Jian Da's counseling is quite generous. It seems that the high income of psychologists is well-deserved." Lu Heng changed the topic, and put out a rascal tone.

"Hehe, I'm so grateful for the prize, I've earned it through hard work, and I feel at ease." Jian Ming didn't look at him again, and turned to look in the direction of the office.

Weidong has also made all the arrangements here, and asked Jian Ming to pick up the car directly the next day, and then exchanged some pleasantries, saying that he must come out for a dinner party on Sunday, and then let him go.

After leaving the car for a while, Jian Ming suddenly felt stomach cramps. Only then did he realize that he drank a glass of milk and an egg in the morning and hadn’t eaten anything until now. He drank a few cups of tea in between. emotional.

"Lu Heng, it's getting late. I still have something to do... so I'll leave first. I'll see you tomorrow... at the institute." Jian Ming panted slightly, with a painful expression on his face.

Lu Heng noticed something was wrong, and asked with a frown, "What's wrong with you?" Although a special policeman is not as insightful as a psychiatrist, as long as there is an external performance, no matter how subtle it is, he can't escape his eyes.

Jian Ming bent down, put one hand on his knee, covered his stomach with the other, and opened his mouth, forcing himself to pant and exhale regularly.

"Jian Ming, do you have a stomachache?"

"...uh...congratulations...you got it right."