Morbid Addiction

Chapter 4

On the way back, the heater in Ning Junyan's car was still fully turned on.

The two of them didn't talk much, Chen Yuncheng kept showing Ning Junyan the way, and after more than 40 minutes, Ning Junyan parked the car by the roadside of Chen Yuncheng's small shop.

Chen Yuncheng had no intention of inviting Ning Junyan to sit in his room, so he just said, "Thank you."

Ning Junyan glanced at the closed rolling door on the side of the road, reached out to pick up the mobile phone on the car, and asked, "Phone number?"

Chen Yuncheng couldn't help but glanced at his mobile phone, and then reported his mobile phone number, and then saw Ning Junyan calling him.

The phone rang twice and hung up.

Chen Yuncheng opened the car door and got off, stood in front of the car door and said to Ning Junyan, "I'll treat you to dinner next time when I'm free."

Ning Junyan didn't speak.

Chen Yuncheng then said: "Be careful on the road." This meant to see off the passengers. After speaking, he raised his hand and closed the car door, and took half a step back to wave to Ning Junyan in the car.

Ning Junyan drove away in the car.

Chen Yuncheng always felt in a trance. He stood on the side of the road for a while, then squatted down and opened the door with a key, and got into his old shop that didn't even have a signboard.

The weather is getting colder every day.

Before going to bed, Chen Yuncheng boiled a pot of hot water and sat on the edge of the bed to warm his feet. He lazily lay on his back on the soft bed, reached for the cell phone left on the bed, and found that Ning Junyan's missed call was still on the screen. tips.

He turned on the caller ID, saved Ning Junyan's number and name in the address book, then put the phone away, raised his hand and rubbed his face, sighed and closed his eyes.

Ning Junyan then spent more than half an hour driving from Chen Yuncheng back to his home.

When he opened the door, the room was pitch black. He reached out and pressed the light in the entrance, and only then did the pale yellow light illuminate the small half of the room.

This house has more than 130 square meters, which is actually a bit big for him to live alone.The decoration style of the whole house is very simple, and the color tone is also cold, and it is deserted anytime and anywhere.

Ning Junyan put his coat casually on the armrest of the sofa, and walked inside wearing slippers.

Even though it was winter, he still opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the lid and gulped down half of the bottle, then put the remaining half of the bottle back.

After taking a shower, Ning Junyan sat topless on the edge of the bed in the well-heated bedroom, and reached for the mobile phone on the bed.

The WeChat group I joined because of work is flashing messages at any time, but most of this time has nothing to do with work.

He copied Chen Yuncheng's phone number, clicked on WeChat to find the other party, and saw that Chen Yuncheng's WeChat was called Strange City.

Ning Junyan's WeChat name only has the simple word "Ning". He casually added Chen Yuncheng's WeChat, then put his phone on the bedside table, reached out and turned off the desk lamp to sleep.

Chen Yuncheng waited for the store to open the next morning, sat at the counter and opened WeChat on his mobile phone to find out that Ning Junyan had added him as a friend. After he clicked agree, he saw Ning Junyan appearing in his friends column, and did not take the initiative to follow up with him. The other party greeted him, but Ning Junyan didn't look for him again, as if it was just a procedure.

After a few days, Zhou Yan appeared on his own initiative.

His overall mental state looked much better than last time. He wore a white shirt and tie under the black down jacket.

As soon as Chen Yuncheng saw him, he asked, "Have you found a new job?"

Zhou Yan nodded, he walked into the store, leaned against the counter, and asked Chen Yuncheng to bring him a pack of cigarettes.

Chen Yuncheng brought him a pack of cigarettes worth ten yuan, put them on the glass counter, and said, "I invite you, but I will smoke less in the future."

However, Zhou Yan raised his hand and opened the down jacket, took out his wallet from the inner pocket, took out 20 yuan and put it on the cigarette case, "How dare I ask you to treat me, I'm here to treat you to dinner today."

Chen Yuncheng lowered his gaze, looked at the 20 yuan, and said, "Really?"

"I'm currently working as a salesperson at a store that sells used cars."

The restaurant where Zhou Yan invited Chen Yuncheng to eat was a nearby skewer restaurant with a very good business. Every dinner time, the restaurant was almost full, and the tables and chairs were placed outside, occupying the originally wide street.

The two of them were sitting on the side of the street. The wind was too cold in winter. The boss covered the two sides with transparent plastic sheets. With the hot steam from the bottom of the pot, the open-air environment was barely warm.

Chen Yuncheng rested his chopsticks on the bowl, looked at the bamboo stick inserted into the hot pot, leaned back on the chair and asked Zhou Yan: "Is there enough money for the child's medical treatment?"

Zhou Yan shook his head, "But there is always hope." His expression looked relaxed.

Chen Yuncheng was a little strange: "It's so profitable to sell second-hand cars now?"

Zhou Yan heard the question in his tone, reached out and grabbed a handful of cooked beef, and handed it to Chen Yuncheng, "The market is not bad now," he said after finishing speaking, "Really, Brother Cheng."

Chen Yuncheng took the beef and watched Zhou Yan take out a work permit from his shirt pocket. It was really a second-car salesman.

Zhou Yan stuffed his work permit back.

Chen Yuncheng asked him: "You didn't work with Zhang Wenyong, did you?"

Zhou Yan asked strangely: "What?"

Chen Yuncheng shook his head, he didn't know what Zhang Wenyong was doing recently, but that day Long Zhanyu came to ask him about Zhang Wenyong, which made him feel a little uneasy all the time.

The reason why the business of this shop is so good is that the taste is really good. Chen Yuncheng used chopsticks to put all the beef on the bamboo stick into the dipping plate, and then slowly picked it up and ate it.

The bottom of the pot in front of him was churning, and the red oil rolled over the light red soup bottom, and a white mist with a spicy taste came out.

Chen Yuncheng said to Zhou Yan through the white mist, "I met Ning Junyan."

Zhou Yan was obviously taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Who?"

"Ning Junyan," Chen Yuncheng repeated, he felt that Zhou Yan might not remember this person.

However, Zhou Yan put down his chopsticks, looking at a loss, "Is it really Ning Junyan?"

Chen Yuncheng nodded.

Zhou Yan didn't speak, as if he was caught in memory for an instant.

And following this gap, Chen Yuncheng also subconsciously remembered the first time he saw Ning Junyan. At that time, Ning Junyan was actually ten years old. Although the clothes he was wearing were a little dirty, he looked very good, quiet and peaceful. Crouching pale in a corner with a dull expression on his face.

Chen Yuncheng was eight years old at the time, and his hair was so dirty that he hadn't washed it for half a month. He saw his godmother was cooking and his godfather was not in the house, so he approached cautiously and called him, "Hello?"

Ning Junyan didn't speak.

Chen Yuncheng reached out and pushed his shoulder.

Ning Junyan still didn't respond, not even looking at him.

Chen Yuncheng withdrew his hand in disappointment, thinking he was a fool.

"What is he doing now?" Zhou Yan spoke suddenly, interrupting Chen Yuncheng's thoughts.

Chen Yuncheng tilted his body to the other side and said, "Be a doctor."

Zhou Yan laughed when he heard the words, "I didn't expect that." He talked to himself, and couldn't help but said again: "Actually, it's normal. His family seems to be very rich, and we are not in the same world."

Chen Yuncheng did not speak.

Zhou Yan paused for a while and said, "Actually, I think he's quite scary."

Chen Yuncheng raised his eyes and looked at him.