chapter 11 Men silently cry and women cry

The phone beeped a few times and was answered. I asked Penelope before me, pretending to be concerned: "Have you taken the fever-reducing medicine and cough medicine I bought for you?"

"Eat."Penelope responded calmly. Although it was calm, she seemed to have less disgust than before.

"So are you feeling better?"

"It's better."Penelope coughed again after saying that.

"Wear more clothes. You'll be fine soon if you get a little hot." I said still very concerned.

"Why don't I go out and wear so many clothes?"

Seeing that Penelope was successfully brought into the conversation, I said: "I really need to trouble you to come out. I'm at the police station now, I got into a fight with someone, and I don't have enough money to pay the fine. Come over and help me pay." Just a moment, okay”

Penelope was stunned for a moment before asking: "You got into a fight with someone?"

"Isn't that right? That grandson deserves a beating. I beat him to teach him not to live too freely."

"I think you live your life more freely than anyone else."Penelope choked me, and didn't say yes or no.

I asked anxiously: "Are you coming or not? Can you give me a clear answer?"

Penelope was silent, and this silence seemed to be intentional.

I asked anxiously: "Can you come? They are almost lynching me here."

As soon as I finished speaking, before Penelope could answer, the police got angry and shouted angrily at me: "We are the people's police, do you think we are a gangster? Why do you want to use lynching?"

I quickly covered the phone and whispered: "Calm down, calm down. I'm just using an exaggerated description to describe this matter. Let her come and help me pay the fine. That way I will be free and you will save trouble, right?" , police brother”

The policeman made a gesture asking me to get it done quickly, without saying a word, but I was nervously waiting for Penelope reply. If she didn't want to come, there would be no way out and I would really have to trouble Wesley and his wife.

Penelope seemed to have made a very difficult decision before asking me: "Which police station?"

I quickly replied as if I was saved: "Guanqian Police Station."

Penelope said "hmm" and hung up the phone. This hazy attitude made me feel uneasy. Combined with her previous behavior of throwing me in a wasteland 30 kilometers away from the city, she wanted to trick me again at this time. It's not impossible.

The police have left, but I am still in the interrogation room. For me now, the cold walls around me and the eight words "lenity for confession, severity for resistance" on the wall, which represent the dignity of the law, make me feel somewhat depressed. , I wished I could leave this place as soon as possible, but as time went by, I began to suspect that I had been tricked again.

Half an hour later, the door that had been closed was finally opened. This time it was a female police officer who came. She said to me: "Maxwell, someone paid the fine for you. Please bring your ID card to register."

One sentence made my tense nerves relax. When I stood up from the chair, I felt a little exhausted, but my heart was still free of heaviness and depression. She really came to save me from the sea of ​​suffering.

Penelope and I left the police station side by side. I actually felt like I was in another world. Even the air outside with car exhaust seemed fresher.

Penelope tucked her messy sideburns behind her ears, covered her mouth with the back of her hand and coughed again. She came to help me solve this troublesome matter because of her illness.

I felt sorry and said to Penelope: "This matter has caused trouble for you today. The fine and the money I owed you before." I scratched my head and said with some embarrassment: "It seems that the salary will not be enough to pay you back next week." "

Penelope didn't care about paying back the money. She stopped and said to me, "You know you're causing trouble for me. Don't cause trouble like this again in the future."

I laughed at myself and said, "You said I'm a scumbag. Only when I fight, play with women, and do it all can I be considered a qualified scumbag."

Penelope looked at me without saying anything, but the look of disgust towards me in her eyes resurfaced. Maybe she only thought it was a stubborn rant, but didn't understand that it was my slightly depressed self-deprecation.

Penelope continued to walk forward, and I kept up with her, and discussed with her in a lighter tone: "Actually, when my salary is paid next week, even the money my dad left for me can repay the money I owe you, but You don’t have any extra money to rent a house. You see, how about I pay you back first, and you let me live here for another month, and when I feel better financially, I will move out.”

Penelope looked at me with a look that made me unable to guess her emotions.

As Penelope and I looked at each other wordlessly, a taxi stopped not far from us. Then the door was opened hastily, and we saw someone hurriedly walking out of the car carrying a handbag. Le Maya.

Maya came to me and stood face to face with Penelope. The two were similar in height. Although their dressing styles were different, they both had a different temperament. Moreover, they were rare real beauties. Even the two passing by The male policeman couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

"Why are you here?" I asked doubtfully.

Maya said to me with a concerned and nervous tone: "It was Hayden who called me and said that you had a fight in a bar and were sent to the police station."

"It's okay now." I replied in a relaxed tone.

Maya did not respond to me, but said to Penelope beside me: "Miss, could you please step aside for a moment? Maxwell and I have something private to say."

Penelope had no interest in staying by my side, so she just nodded, walked to her car, and then drove away.

This seemed to be a very troublesome night. I was a little irritable and habitually lit myself a cigarette.

Maya looked at the place where Penelope disappeared and asked, "She paid the fine for you."

"Don't ask about obvious things, okay?" I said with some impatience.

"What is your relationship with her?"

"What kind of relationship do you think I have with her?" I said perfunctorily.

My perfunctory and impatience made Maya look a little depressed, and then she fell into silence.

Halfway through a cigarette, I finally said to Maya: "Go back. It's windy right now. You just had surgery and your body can't bear it."

Maya shook her head to signal that she would not leave, and then asked me: "Why are you fighting because you are hiding something uncomfortable in your heart?"

I was stunned for a moment. After Maya asked, I couldn't help but wonder why I wanted to fight. I have been playing in bars for two years, and I have met all kinds of people, drunk and disorderly. In the past, I always chose directly. Ignore it, why don’t you want to endure it today?

Although I don't want to admit it, this is indeed related to the news that I learned that Emily is coming back. She was far away in the past, and those pains had always been latent. When she was about to return to China, these pains suddenly burst out. It stimulates my fragile nerves.

I looked at Maya, wiped my face heavily with both hands, and said, "I beg you, please stop asking, okay?"

"Maxwell, do I make you impatient like this?"Maya said to me with tears in her eyes.

I didn't say anything but just smoked. Standing in the cold wind with Maya, we acted out a classic scene of a man silently crying and a woman crying.

After a long time, Maya finally said to me: "I'm going to Hengdian next week, and the crew will start shooting in advance."

"Really? I wish you great success in advance."

Maya looked at me with a complicated look and said to me in a very light tone: "The reason why I tell you is not to ask you to bless me, but I just hope that you can live a good life or at least be happy when I am not around. "

I continued to be silent, but various emotions were intertwined in my heart, but I couldn't figure out the source of these emotions.

Maya took out a pen from her handbag and said to me, "Give me your hand."

Although I didn't know what she was going to do, I still stretched out my hand in front of her mechanically.

Maya wrote a string of mobile phone numbers on my hand and said to me: "I will stay in Hengdian for a long time this time. If you are in a bad mood or have something on your mind, just call me at this number. We can at least Chat like friends." He paused and added: "This number is open 24 hours a day."

I didn't know what to say for a moment, so I just looked at her in silence.

Maya put the pen into her bag, smiled at me, and said, "Next time we meet, we should say goodbye after a long time, Maxwell."

Looking at Maya leaving figure, I don't know why I suddenly felt sad about leaving. Maybe even after a long time, there will be some feelings, even though most of the time, I am tired of what she brings to me. One trouble after another.

It’s late at night, I should go back, but where should I go back? Although I still live in that old but warm house, I still live there shamelessly. If Penelope insists on letting me leave, the melancholy that bothers me will be gone. , where should I place my loss and loneliness? Do I really have to leave it to this endless night?

No, I don’t want to leave. It’s time for me to have a good talk with Penelope, even if I have to beg her to take me in, I just want to properly put away the melancholy, loss and loneliness.