The Unseen Scars of Yesterday Chapter 9

Frederick Fu turned off the light in the room, lay on the bed and covered the quilt. In his sleep, he and Henry Jiang met again in the bar. As soon as the two people’s eyes collided, Henry Jiang strode forward. , Picked him up, kicked open the door of room 306, threw him on the bed, and immediately after his body was covered, the two people entangled with each other until the earth was gone.

Frederick Fu slept until dawn. He was awakened. The tenant in the next room was moving out today. The landlord came to check the furniture and facilities in the room for damage and found a few scratches on the furniture. , The two people quarreled because of this.

A female tenant who came back late yesterday came out wearing a pink pajamas, frowning and complaining that their arguing was too loud, which had disturbed her rest.

Frederick Fu seemed to be floating on the periphery of this noisy and chaotic world. He washed, put on his coat, opened the door and left the rental room. The cold air outside suddenly caught the little beast that had just walked out of the nest into his hands to play with. , Frederick Fu shrank his neck and pulled the scarf around his neck higher.

Henry Jiang came to the construction site early. His tall figure, well-proportioned limbs, and natural clothes racks gave a special temperament to the scruffy work clothes of others.

Fu was really worried, so he was a little absent-minded all morning, but his work never stopped. He pushed trucks of sand onto the huge pile of sand. Workers shoveled the sand with shovels. It is lifted onto the screen, and then the filtered fine sand is mixed with lime and other materials to make the concrete needed by another wave of workers.

Frederick Fu didn’t notice a stone under his feet when he was pushing a cart. One somersault fell directly to the ground. The cart in front of him also flipped to the place, making a huge noise. Other workers heard the noise. He raised his head and saw that Frederick Fu fell to the ground in embarrassment. Someone let out a happy laugh, and then lowered his head to continue his work.

Everyone is busy with their livelihoods, no one came to ask if this little lame fell hurt, how is it now?

Frederick Fu was also accustomed to this kind of life. He struggled to get up from the ground, straightened the cart, staggered to find the shovel, and shoveled all the sand sprinkled on the ground back to the car, and the cold wind whizzed past his ears. , Mixed with a few sparrow quarrels.

Henry Jiang was walking on the construction site with a sandbag and bowed his head just now. His thoughts drifted to the bar that night. He was entangled with the little mermaid, and the skins of the two were tightly attached to each other. His skin was cold and slippery, and he let out a soft sigh in his ear.

what happened to you? Did I hurt you? May I be lighter? Or who makes you unhappy?

Please

Don’t be sad, okay?

A trace of melancholy flashed in Henry Jiang’s blue eyes like glass beads, but in the blink of an eye, his little mermaid was gone.

He didn’t melt into a bubble, he just went back to the sea.

When Henry Jiang recovered, he put down the sandbag on his shoulders, and when he looked up, he saw Frederick Fu who was shoveling sand with difficulty not far away. He mechanically waved the shovel in his hand, and he soon scattered on the ground. All the sand was shoveled into the cart.

Frederick Fu got on the armrest of the car with both hands, and the iron sheet wrapped on the wooden handlebar was rolled up because it was used for too long. It hurt his palm. Frederick Fu turned his hand and looked down at his palm. It was only then that the skin of the palm and the wrist had oozes blood, mixed with the mud and sand, and formed a dry purple-red.

Frederick Fu sighed slightly, pushed the car of sand to the destination and trot into the guard room.

The guard room is considered the cleanest place on the construction site. It covers more than 20 square meters. On weekdays, only the old Wang who is the watchman lives here. Frederick Fu borrowed a basin from the old Wang and took some water in it.

The small water stream gently washed the gravel in Frederick Fu’s palm, and the clear water became turbid in a blink of an eye. After washing off the sand on his hands, Frederick Fu got up and poured out the water in the basin and returned it to Lao Wang.

However, it was really unfortunate that Frederick Fu went on this trip. The foreman came to the construction site and did not see Frederick Fu, so he took it out and started timing. Seeing Frederick Fu walk out of the guard room, his brows immediately frowned. He shouted at Frederick Fu, “Why didn’t you run here to be lazy? Deduct half a day’s wages!”

Frederick Fu raised his head and looked in the direction of the voice. The anger on the foreman’s face was serious, and he didn’t mean to be joking at all.

He walked quickly towards Frederick Fu and asked, “What did you do just now?”

“I hurt my hand. I cleaned it.” Frederick Fu explained with his head down.

The foreman’s eyes fell on Frederick Fu’s palm: “Can you still work?”

Frederick Fu nodded immediately: “Yes.”

“Is the leg okay?” the foreman asked again.

Frederick Fu understood what the foreman meant. Once he admitted that the injury on his leg was serious, he might not use it on the construction site for the next few days. Frederick Fu could only shook his head and said nothing.

The foreman hummed, “Then go to work.”

“But the wages still have to be deducted, and you should deduct a quarter of it.”

Frederick Fu’s wages were only 100 yuan a day, one-quarter said it was not too much, but it was not too much, at least he wanted to improve his food next week, but this time he couldn’t improve it.

Frederick Fu walked to the side and picked up his trolley to continue to work. The foreman stared at his legs for a long time, making sure that he would not delay work, and then turned around to inspect other construction sites. .

Frederick Fu staggered past Henry Jiang while pushing the small broken car. Henry Jiang could see the facial features on Frederick Fu’s face wrinkled due to pain, and heard his low inhalation sound.

Henry Jiang’s forehead was a little bit painful, his steps accelerated a little, and he soon moved away from Frederick Fu, the gasp in his ear disappeared, but Henry Jiang’s heart still felt a little anxious.

Henry Jiang said very few things. He rarely said a few words in the morning. His expression was always indifferent, as if he didn’t care much about anything.

Frederick Fu didn’t know how he came to work with him on the construction site. He clearly remembered that when he was in the bar that night, the manager and another Mr. Zachary had a very close attitude towards Henry Jiang, even a little respectful. He thought at the time Henry Jiang should be a big man.

But everyone has their own secrets.

When eating at noon, Frederick Fu found a distance not too far from Henry Jiang, not too close, holding the lunch box and looking at Henry Jiang with a self-concealed look.

Henry Jiang’s arm holding the chopsticks paused suddenly, suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of Frederick Fu. Frederick Fu didn’t expect to be caught upright by him. He bowed his head a little embarrassedly and took up the lunch in his hand. , Hiding most of his face behind.

Seeing Frederick Fu evade hastily like a frightened little beast, Henry Jiang calmly retracted his gaze.

Soon after, the phone in his pocket rang. It was William Wang who called and asked where Henry Jiang lived. Henry Jiang had just returned the house in the city center. He slept in a hotel these few days. He didn’t find a new place to live. He planned to find one that was closer to the construction site and matched his current identity.

When Henry Jiang hung up, a worker on the side heard what he had just said, patted him on the shoulder, and asked him, “Are you looking for a house?”

Henry Jiang nodded.

The worker reported a phone number to Henry Jiang, saying that he could call this person.

Fu really lowered his head and ate the greasy eggplant in the lunch box, with a small shadow on his long eyelashes.

Henry Jiang dealt with the workers in front of him, but his eyes were unconsciously attracted by Frederick Fu not far away. There was a layer of fine fluff on his face, like a peach that had just matured, on his pale pink lips. Stained with a thin layer of oily shine… Henry Jiang withdrew his gaze and said thank you to the worker in front of him.

After eating, Frederick Fu rested on the earth wall behind him for a while, opened his eyes and stood up and threw the lunch box into the trash can. Then he went outside to buy two band-aids and simply bandaged the abrasions on his leg. .

After Frederick Fu left, Henry Jiang found that he had left a business card where he had been sitting. He looked at the yellowed business card and didn’t know what he was thinking about. After a long silence, he was finally sitting there. Before coming over, he picked up the business card and quickly glanced at the text on it. It was rented, and the conditions were quite consistent with his requirements. Henry Jiang put the business card in his jacket pocket.

After Frederick Fu came back, he found that the business card he put on the brick was missing. He secretly glanced at Henry Jiang, but he couldn’t see anything unusual on his face.

When he got off work at night, Henry Jiang found the foreman by himself: “The money that Frederick Fu was deducted today will be recorded in my salary.”

The foreman squinted his eyes, looked at the tall man in front of him, and asked, “What is your relationship with that cripple?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

The foreman patted Henry Jiang on the shoulder and persuaded him: “Young people, it is not good to have too much sympathy.”

Henry Jiang pursed his lips and did not speak. The foreman nodded and made a few strokes on the ledger. Anyway, the wages were not paid from him. Henry Jiang gave all his salary to Frederick Fu and did not turn him off. thing.

Henry Jiang was about to turn around and leave. He suddenly thought of something. He paused and added to the foreman: “Don’t tell him about this.”