Compound Diphenoxylate Tablets

Chapter 24

They locked Xiang Dongchen in the rental house for more than a week, until they squandered all the money on him, and the tall, thin and hunchbacked man left.A person who is already in the same boat is not afraid of threats.

From the anger and despair at the beginning to the assimilated numbness, Xiang Dongchen was powerless to ask anything.Only the two brothers were left in the empty room.Looking at the silent Dong Chen, Xiang Haomiao felt extremely guilty.

"I haven't been home since I put this thing up. I don't want you to see people in this circle. But..." Xiang Haomiao lit a cigarette, and he didn't have the energy to say the rest.

"It's useful to say these things now? Ever since I was a child, no matter whether you fight or owe money...My father and I have never blamed you, but now you have caused me so much misery. You might as well kill me, I don't want to live anymore!" Dong Chen grabbed her messy hair, but still couldn't accept that she had fallen to this point.

"You think I want to?! I've been fighting with them all the time, earning some money, and I think it's majestic and fun. Then one day I broke the opponent's leg, but my ribs were also broken, so I dare not go home .I rested at my friend’s house and wanted to wait for some time before going home. But the pain was unbearable. They said that smoking this would relieve the pain. I really regret it now, hehe, but does regret work?”

"Isn't there a drug rehabilitation center? Go there and stay there for two years, all addictions should be gone!" Xiang Dongchen asked nervously, hoping that the other party would tell him that drugs are not terrible, and they will disappear in two years.But Xiang Haomiao said mercilessly, "Let's not talk about whether it is useful, you ask yourself, can you bear it and send yourself in?"

"It's better to die than to live like this!" Xiang Dongchen stumbled out the door.He walked aimlessly, was very hungry, but had no appetite.When passing by the hospital, I thought about how sunny it was when I came for an examination a few days ago.

After hesitating for a while, he went in.Took the report, it seemed ironic, the report showed what a healthy person I was.Now he is suffering from a disease worse than a serious disease.

Going home in a daze, looking at the mobile phone that automatically shuts down, holding the charger, but still not plugged in, so that no one can contact me.

Day and night alternate, Xiang Dongchen wakes up in his small dwelling, wakes up and sleeps.Someone knocked on the door of the house in the middle, and he was silent on the bed. The knock on the door felt like a knock on his heart, which hurt a lot.I wonder if it was Song Hui or Zhou Zeya who came to look for him?No matter who it is, it seems that I am not in the same world as them.

After a few days of upside-down days and nights, Xiang Dongchen was sweating profusely on the bed, his limbs and bones were like insects crawling all the way into his heart, itching, numb and sore, but he couldn't catch it.He hit the wall in pain, and a bruise appeared on his head, but he didn't feel it at all.Compared with the pain of addiction, it is insignificant.

Man's will is always imagined to be too strong by man himself.

In the early hours of the morning, Xiang Dongchen took a taxi to Xiang Haomiao's rental house.The tall and thin man was there too, Xiang Dongchen looked at him with hate in his eyes, but his body longed for what the tall and thin man brought.The tall and thin man looked at Dongchen and sneered.

This is not the first time to have an injection, but it is the first time that Xiang Dongchen has given himself an injection.

He chose to compromise, and such days have passed for a long time.From the hatred at the beginning to the numbness now.

The house I rented expired, and I returned the deposit and lived with Xiang Haomiao.I can't help spending money like burning paper, and I look frowning at the dwindling savings in my passbook.

Xiang Haomiao is very familiar with the source of money.Some of the malignant tumors lingering in the train station are people like Xiang Haomiao.When Dongchen was gradually assimilated, he felt that he knew Xiang Haomiao more and more deeply. Those sneaky behaviors before were all about exchanging the ill-gotten gains for the yellow skin.

Different people have their own way of life, except when the pillow is on and smoking, they just sit in the rental house and watch TV with incomplete channels.I feel guilty for no reason when I see the police on the street.I was caught once while stealing, and it was okay to only pay a fine. I was most afraid that the police would find out the clues and require a urine test.

It's ridiculous, from vowing to surrender to drug rehabilitation to timidly evading sanctions.

After living here for a long time, I found that the original guess about the residents was correct. There are many drug addicts in this urban village, and the world is full of wonders.This is exactly the case with the two households across the door.There is a pregnant woman living in one household, so she still can't stop smoking.The other household was two young men who were selling drugs and the like in a bar for the purpose of selling and smoking.And the small clinics around this old house are really a crime of indulgence on the pretext of treating diseases.Some people have no money to buy drugs, so they go to black clinics to get some withdrawal medicine and drink poison to quench their thirst.The surrounding chess and card rooms are also full of dirty things in the dark.

When Dongchen was dumbfounded, he couldn't help but think what right did he have to be surprised?Isn't he the same as them?After hiding here with Xiang Haomiao, she no longer has any contact with her former friends.Song Hui, Yang Lin and the like, just thinking about their names, feel that they are as far away as friends from the previous life.

Apart from talking to Xiang Haomiao, Xiang Dongchen only had a good relationship with the pregnant woman next door.

She is said to be pregnant, and she is only ten years old just by looking at her face. This girl is called Yao Hongying, and she knows that Hongying came from the countryside to make money. Wrong, so it fell to this point.

After all, at this age, Yao Hongying is much more simple and honest than the addicts she has come into contact with these days. Sometimes she will send them some food, and she likes to chat with Dongchen about interesting things on weekdays.So sometimes when the weather is fine and money is abundant, Xiang Dongchen will take Yao Hongying out for a walk.

This day Yao Hongying said that she wanted to go to Liutai Street for supper. Dongchen didn't have much appetite, but she didn't go out for many days and wanted to go for a walk.He and Hongying took the bus to Liutai Street, filled with emotions, things changed.

The dishes he ordered were few, and he watched Hongying eat, so he took a few mouthfuls of fried rice.When she got up after eating, she habitually supported Yao Hongying's waist. She was already six or seven months pregnant, and this dilapidated body didn't know what kind of tragedy it would be when she gave birth, but such a person had already chosen to live through today. there is no tomorrow.

Helping Hongying to walk and go back.Perhaps it was because she hadn't been out for a long time, but Yao Hongying was in a good mood, pulling Dongchen crackling and talking about the interesting story of raising chickens and feeding ducks in the countryside when she was a child.Dongchen also smiled when she heard it.Standing at an intersection waiting for a red light, I saw a familiar car across the street.Dongchen staggered in fright, this car belonged to Zhou Zeya.

"Brother Dongchen, what's wrong with you?" Hongying asked puzzled.Xiang Dongchen didn't know if Zhou Zeya saw him or not, but he still dragged Yao Hongying with a guilty conscience and walked into the small alley among the high-rise buildings.

A car horn sounded from behind, and Dongchen was sure that Zhou Zeya was sitting in the car, and that person had already seen her.Zhou Zeya obviously knew Dongchen very well, because when Dongchen was about to come out from the other side of the alley, he saw that familiar car was already waiting for him at the entrance of the alley.He turned his head and walked quickly towards the fork in the alley.

In the early hours of the morning, all the shops that should be closed are closed, and the hotel cannot be accommodated, so there is nowhere to hide if you want to hide.

"What's wrong with you? Is there a policeman?" Hongying had a big belly, and seeing Dongchen like this, she was too scared to walk.

"Yes, the policeman has arrested my brother before, he may look familiar to me." Xiang Dongchen didn't want to mention his past affairs to others, so he casually said.Holding Hongying's hand, I twisted and turned around according to my memory, and I remembered correctly that there is a guest house here.

"Although the guest house is not a hotel, you don't need an ID card, but the police can check it if they want." Hongying looked at Xiang Dongchen worriedly.

"Just follow me." Dongchen didn't explain much, Hongying was a little girl and had no idea, so she could only follow Dongchen.Dongchen opened the room, entered the room, opened the window and looked, but did not see Zhou Zeya, he said to Hongying, "You go, you are pregnant, the police will not do anything to you based on suspicion."

"Did you really see him following us just now? Then he knew at a glance that I was the one who was with you just now. How do you hide?"

"I told you that it's okay if it's okay. The police are not outside now, so you go now."

"Then what if you got caught?"

"I haven't... the urine test failed these days." Dongchen urged Hongying to go away, thinking that if Zhou Zeya really bumped into her, he could explain it alone.Of course, it's best if you don't meet face to face.

Hongying walked for about 10 minutes, and Xiang Dongchen saw Zhou Zeya's figure from the window. Under the street lamp, Zhou Zeya's body was as tall and straight as before.At this moment, as long as I yell, that person will respond, but I must not let Zhou Zeya see it.At this moment, Xiang Dongchen deeply felt what it means to be "unattainable".

The figure stayed for a moment before looking in another direction.Xiang Dongchen still didn't dare to go out of the guest house, how could he meet people in such a mess?I haven't touched that thing for a few days. I got some money from Xiang Haomiao today. The money for a barbecue and accommodation is gone.

The body is uncomfortable, and the thoughts in the mind are also chaotic.It was a rough night.

When Xiang Dongchen came out of the guest house, the sunlight outside made him blindfolded. He touched his coat pocket, and found that there were only five yuan left.When the cold wind blew, his face turned pale, and his nose flowed down. He stood at the intersection, hesitated for a while, went into the pharmacy, and bought a bottle of compound diphenoxylate tablets for three yuan.

After leaving the door of the pharmacy, I opened the box, poured it on my hand casually, and poured it into my mouth without counting how many pills there were.Without the moisture of hot water, the small white pill ran down the throat to the esophagus with difficulty, and it was a little dry.After a while, his face softened a little.

Dragging his light body back to the rental house, his cousin Xiang Haomiao slept in a small place that could barely be called the living room.He kicked away Xiang Haomiao's body blocking the door, fell on the messy bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The fragments in the sleep are always intermittent, sometimes in the speeding car looking out the window, sometimes floating in the deep water, sometimes walking in the alley in winter night...

A sleeping person can fly freely, and a sleeping person does not shed tears easily.He didn't want to wake up, but he still opened his eyes when the night fell, facing the empty and messy room, feeling a sense of loss in his heart.The first person you think of when you wake up during the day is the person you miss the most.At this moment, Xiang Dongchen misses Zhou Zeya very much.

With pale hands, he picked up a worn-out magazine by the bed, and turned to the page he had read many times.A photo is at the top of the magazine.In the photo, a bustling food stall was taken from an oblique side angle. The curling heat can tell that it is winter, but the casual manner of the people eating the food stall makes people feel extra warm.A small line of words under the photo reads "Heartwarming Author: Zhou Zeya".Xiang Dongchen touched the small three words, remembered all the past, and smiled.

When I returned the lease, I brought very little.But everything related to Zhou Zeya remained, including this magazine, winter scarves, original photos and so on.

Everything that can be sold has been sold, and the only thing left that is valuable is a mobile phone. This mobile phone carries the best memories of Xiang Dongchen's life so far. It is the only pure land in his heart, and he must guard it no matter what.But the phone number has been changed many times.Sometimes I hold my phone in a daze, and I can't help but wonder how Zhou Zeya is doing well now. If I don't contact him all my life, will I occasionally remember that I used to exist?

Perhaps in Zhou Zeya's view, it was hateful for him to leave without saying goodbye.They promised to have dinner together, but they never made it.Will he hate himself?But in the past, they had dinner with him many times and made love many times, so it is impossible for the two of them to have results.Why continue?

The deterioration of food is sometimes a good thing, and you can throw it away with peace of mind, so as not to be charged as a waste; now the decline of the body can also end the relationship at the right time without feeling unwilling.