non-contractual relationship

Chapter 41

The cousin lowered her eyes and kicked her feet slightly under her body: "During that time, my mother was anxious about my school selection fee. Brother, you really never thought about it..."

Halfway through the conversation, she seemed to find it difficult to say the words, and the cousin stopped me: "Did my mother give the IOU to my father?"

In fact, Ankang himself should be the saddest person to tell this matter now.

All the relatives handed over the IOUs to the usury. This matter is either small or big.

At a young age, each family is afraid that the money will be meat buns and dogs that will never return, but each family has its own difficulties. It makes sense to withdraw the money as soon as possible and stop the loss as soon as possible.There are feelings, but vital interests are also very important.

Ankang has been persuading himself in this way, never thinking the other way.

On the other hand, it goes a long way. This incident shows that no one believes that he will pay back the money as soon as possible. Everyone not only rejected him, but also made a decision to abandon him.He is the dog beaten with meat buns, the weight thrown off the balance.

So what is he?

In the original, Ankang might feel that his sky has collapsed.But now, he didn't know where the confidence came from. Looking at the red-eyed cousin who didn't want to look at him, he could still laugh, and he didn't feel how sad he was: "I thought about it."

The cousin's chin trembled a little, and she buried her head even lower.

She was also a participant in this incident, and even some of the relatives' calls were made by her father with her mobile phone to negotiate better resale conditions.

"But all of this is over, I don't have my arms and legs like this now?" Seeing his cousin's tense appearance, Ankang stood back to his original position and opened the distance between the two: "That person, help me There are many, and the people are very nice. Although I still live in his house and owe him money, I will work hard. When I pay off the debt, no one will make sarcastic comments."

The air fell into silence for a moment.

Ankang pretended not to care, trying to change the topic: "Have you paid the school selection fee? It's settled, and you can read it carefully..."

"...No." The cousin gave a bitter smile and interrupted Ankang: "He took the money and went out to gamble again. Anyway, I didn't see the money back."

Ankang wanted to ask how to solve your problem of studying, but his cousin took the lead: "Brother, if you don't continue to study, and you only have your current degree, when will you be able to repay the [-] usury loan? Live with him, But you have nothing, how long can this kind of love..."

After listening to the first half of the sentence without paying attention to the second half, Ankang's breathing became rapid.

One hundred thousand.

One hundred thousand.

One hundred thousand.

Doesn't his aunt know the amount that even his cousin knows?

After opening his mouth for a long time, Ankang squeezed out a sentence: "The usury debt has been paid off, so you don't have to worry about it."

The door of the emergency room opened.

The cousin put down her wobbly feet, stood firm, and said softly, "Brother, I hope you are well. I'm really sorry about the other things. I'm very, very sorry." At the end of the cousin's words, she was already breathless.

Ankang didn't answer.

He lost interest in answering the conversation, couldn't smile, and couldn't continue to hide the question.

He thought that all the aunt's family knew about the sale of the IOU, and the aunt might even acquiesce.But I never thought of selling IOUs to loan sharks by contacting other people to make a profit from it, and my aunt also knew about it.

He thought it was his uncle's handwriting until just now, but if even his cousin knew the specific amount of [-], it meant... this is a detail that only he, the loan shark and the intermediary should know Well, my aunt's family may all be clean.

If they were so clear, did they really not think of anything when they profited from this matter?For example, can he really pay back the money?If he could, how would he repay the money in their imagination, and what would he rely on to repay the money?

Thinking of his aunt's heart-piercing cries this morning, Ankang felt his eyes astringent.

In the anticipation of the aunt's family, it is very clear how he earns money.

He relies on selling.

The cousin had already gone to see the doctor's conclusion after a simple examination, and Ankang stood still.

He suddenly longed to see Zheng Feihe.

From the acquaintance to the present, it was the first time that he missed the glimmer of light in those bright eyes so much.

......

Even though there were so many unspeakable things, Ankang persisted until five o'clock in the afternoon, and accompanied his cousin to finish all the aunt's inspections, and then gave the cousin the card and money brought by Zheng Fei and others in the morning.

The cousin picked it up obediently, looked at the mother sleeping on the hospital bed, didn't speak, and didn't ask how to use these things.

She couldn't open her mouth.

Ankang didn't speak either. He looked at his aunt who woke up but didn't want to look directly at his aunt. He straightened the quilt at the foot of the bed for her, turned around and planned to leave.

Before he took a few steps, he realized that it was already mid-October.When he went out this morning, Zheng Feihe was still chatting with him about the topic of cooling down at night.Concerned about the cold night, his uncle probably didn't care about the two mother and daughter recently, so Ankang came back again, took off the extra coat he added when he went out today, and put it gently at the end of the bed.

The coat was resting on the railing at the end of the hospital bed, and the corners of the clothes were still a little dangling.

When the cousin looked back, Ankang had already left the ward.

Outside, the sun was setting.

Ankang stared at the burning red sky for a while on the bus stop at the entrance of the hospital, and then remembered to study the bus route.He is not familiar with the way to Yuehua from this hospital, it is getting late, and if it is later, it will be difficult for him to explain to the foreman.

Just as he was looking at it seriously, the phone he was holding vibrated twice. It was a text message from Zheng Feihe, asking him if he was done with the hospital and if he would come to pick him up.

If it was the past, Ankang might not really consider this proposal, but it is now.

Holding the phone and thinking for a while, then glanced at the unfamiliar bus stop sign, Ankang slid the phone away, hesitated for a while on the name Zheng Feihe, but did not press it down.

Just when Ankang was hesitating, his other hand that wasn't holding the phone was suddenly grabbed from the side.Ankang wanted to shake his hand subconsciously, but the familiar greeting stopped his struggle.

Ankang slowly relaxed.

"What are you doing standing there?" The other party's palm was warm and warm, just like the sun hanging in the sky, with a warm and brilliant aura.

Ankang looked up.

Young Master Zheng had a small Band-Aid on his face, and he was grinning carelessly. Behind him was the setting sun and the fiery red sunset.

His eyes hurt from seeing it.

"I didn't reply after reading the text message, and didn't answer the call in the afternoon. I caught you?" Keeping an eye on Ankang, knowing that he was not in a good mood, Zheng Feihe jumped up on purpose, threw his arms around his neck, and glanced at Ankang. Eye Ankang's mobile phone screen was still on: "Well, why don't you press connect?"

After finishing speaking, he pressed down on his name.

The call interface appeared, and Zheng Feihe looked at the three-character note above, thoughtfully took out his phone, and connected it: "Are you healthy? I'm Zheng Feihe, why are you standing here? go?"

Ankang froze for a moment, feeling that this scene was strange.

Zheng Feihe also talked on the phone seriously, saying some gags and funny things.

Looking at the person who was very happy in acting, Ankang felt an impulse in his heart.

Because Zheng Feihe just put his arms around his neck like that, and it didn't have much energy.Ankang easily grabbed Zheng Feihe's arm, turned around, hugged Zheng Feihe at the bustling station, and flirted back.

There was no blushing, no heartbeat, a steady and simple hug, accompanied by the faint scent of verbena on Ankang's body, which made the young master Zheng who thought he had "loved for a long time" dumbfounded.

It's not that Ankang hasn't hugged him before, the two of them have had many in-depth exchanges.

But this hug amidst the teasing whistles and dissatisfied boos of passers-by is the most heart-moving moment in Zheng Feihe's life so far.And this kind of heartbeat is more real than the time when Ding Mo snatched him out of the bandit's den when he was sixteen or seventeen years old.

Of course, he didn't mean that Ankang, whose face is flushed all the time, is not good-looking, or that taking care of one's own well-being in trivial matters is not comfortable, nor does he mean that a man who actively responds to himself and passively bears everything is not attractive.

However, at this moment, Zheng Feihe was extremely sure that the person in his arms should also like him.

Just thinking of this makes him want to sing a sweet song.

You said, it's just a relationship, how can it make people so happy?

Holding Ankang with his eyes squinted and shaking for a while, Zheng Feihe was still the first to lose.

He hung up the phone and whispered to Ankang: "It's a big crowd, it's not an option for us to do this, or we..." It wasn't that he was afraid of the eyes of the people around him, it was just that his mind was full of yellow trash.

Ankang let go of his hand, his ears were a little red, but he still had a trace of reason: "But I'm going to work."

"What's so good about class..." Zheng Feihe was a little unhappy after holding back his stomach full of coquettish words.

Ankang smiled: "I'm going."

Taking a deep breath, Zheng Feihe, who felt that he would never be as stubborn as Ankang, compromised.

He took two steps forward, saw that Ankang had stopped in place, walked back, took Ankang's hand very naturally, and glanced at the two people who were pointing not far away: "Okay, okay Go to work, go to work, go to work. I unilaterally announce that my biggest rival in love in the future is going to work. My car is parked in front, anyway, I have nothing to do today, so I will accompany you to see if I don't fuck with go to work!"

Ankang didn't refuse, put away his phone, patted his pocket for him, and laughed.

Zheng Feihe looked back at him and smiled.The corners of the mouth curled up, I can't suppress it no matter what.

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