[Hunter] Memoirs

The rain has been dripping, and the overwhelming rain seems to be drowning the world. From morning to night, there is no sign of stopping.

The sound of rainwater dripping and beating on things can be heard in my ears, the sky has already darkened, only the last tram slips past me on the street, and occasionally private cars can be seen driving slowly under the rain.The few people walking on the street looked up at the sky, and the heavy lead-colored clouds floating overhead reminded her that this bad weather would last for a while.

She sighed, wiped the rainwater off her face with her hands and continued walking forward, the water splashed up by the soles of her shoes jumped to her insteps with sparkling light, and the rainwater drenched her mercilessly when she avoided it. She kicked... She was attacked one after another, and she couldn't help sighing.

The blue-bottomed umbrella couldn't stop the majestic water at all. She was holding the umbrella properly when a strong wind suddenly blew towards her face, mixed with the oncoming water vapor, which made her almost unable to hold the umbrella.

The cylindrical handle of the umbrella made her fingers ache, and she reached out to grab the brim to prevent the entire rib from turning over, and at the same time to prevent the entire umbrella from flying out with the wind.

After a while of tossing, even if the umbrella does not fly out, it is nothing.

She stood expressionless and spit out her soul.This time is good, the whole body is soaked, and there is no room for recovery.

In this way, it happened that she could feel the moisture of nature happily.She forced herself to think humorously.

Now that it had become like this, she simply put away the umbrella.

Without the cover of the umbrella, the woman's face became clearer.

At first glance, the soft facial features make people feel good.

It's just that those golden pupils like topaz are cool and aggressive.

In the dark, her complexion is fairer, and when she flicks her long hair of the same color as her eyes, her greasy neck is stained with a gentle color like ginkgo leaves, against the night, there are traces of it. There is a thrilling beauty in the face with strands of hair.

Part of the water also flowed into the convenience bag in her hand, and the woman looked a little melancholy. She hesitantly raised the convenience bag to her eyes, looked at the frozen food soaked in it, and couldn't help but let out an irritable sigh.

"Ahhh—it's so troublesome, I don't want to eat it at all after soaking in water."

But no matter how you put it, it became a reality, she put down her hands and scratched her head in resignation, and continued walking forward.

The rain did not decrease, and the sound of washing the ground became louder.There was still a distance from where she lived, she reached out to push her bangs back, and accelerated the speed of her feet.

When passing through an alley, an unpleasant garbage smell mixed with other smells poured into her nostrils, and she raised her hand to cover her nose reflexively, preparing to leave.

In the dark, she would feel somewhat scared, not to mention that she was a single woman.There was a panic in her heart and she was about to speed up when there was a loud noise in her ear.

Even the sound of rain couldn't cover up the sound, her body froze, and then this kind of bang bang sound continued for a while, she guessed it was the sound of the trash can being emptied.

This is not unfounded. On the way back, she saw many overturned trash cans lying on the side of the road. The only person who can go out in typhoon weather is probably only people like her who have no food at home, so she ruled out human beings. possibility.

As soon as she was relieved, a sound similar to dragging passed through the sound of rain and squeezed into her ears. Zora was shocked all over, and in an instant, countless possibilities were imagined in her mind.

"Murder, dump the corpse?"

Even though she was terrified in her heart, she still boldly grabbed the convenience bag in her hand, curiosity prevailed, she didn't hesitate much, and walked softly into the alley.

She could feel the breath of faint people in the alley.

Not long after walking, she was not far away from the source of the sound, and at the same time she saw a scene that surprised her——

A boy with special hair color stood up staggeringly while leaning on the wall, walked a few steps forward unsteadily, and then rested while leaning on the wall.

She didn't think that a normal boy would appear here in this kind of weather, not to mention that he still looked like a hard-fought man. The large and small scratches on his body and the bloody abdomen all reminded her that this boy would be a dangerous presence.

I don't know if the young man was seriously injured, but he didn't realize that someone behind him was looking at him.After resting for a while, he stood up stubbornly and dragged his seriously injured body forward again.

After walking no more than ten meters, the boy's body shook violently, and then he fell to the ground under Zora's gaze, without moving for a long time.

Knowing that going forward might be dangerous, why did she have the urge to save him.

She was hesitantly immersed in the rain, the heaven and man were at war, mixed with garbage and an unusual smell became more and more intense.

It was difficult for her to make a choice, one was the remaining kindness and the other was the guard against the boy... Under the dim light of the street lamp, a dark red liquid could be vaguely seen flowing to her feet with the rain.

Biting her lower lip, she took two steps back and tightened her grip on the shopping bag. Then she made up her mind, turned around and walked away quickly as if to escape, the sound of high heels hitting the ground gradually faded away and gradually became blurred .

There was only the sound of water in the alley, and the tick-tick-tick-tick seemed to be counting down the young man's few life points. Under the cover of a large shadow, the young man's face was gray and his breath was weak, and he had almost lost any breath. vital signs.

In this way, death is inevitable.

Less than 5 minutes after Zora left, there was another crackling sound of trampling in the alley. The young man who should have been lying here quietly and accepting death escaped his endangered fate. A pair of ladies' shoes miraculously stopped in his lap in front of you.

The drenched dark jeans cling to the legs, showing the beautiful legs of a woman. The well-proportioned and beautiful upper body is a feast for the eyes. Looking up, there are a few strands of golden hair on the delicate and white cheeks, and the eyes of the same color At first glance, the eyes are extremely cold... It seems to be Zora who just ran away.

The blond woman leaned on her knees and gasped for breath. There were obvious mud marks splashed on her trouser legs. Her curly blond hair was almost all knotted and tangled. She looked much more embarrassed than before.

Flicking his hair remorsefully, the slender five-fingered hair was pulled back, "I really convinced myself."

After finishing her speech, she squatted down, and half dragged and half dragged the boy up from the dirty ground.

She was stunned halfway, it wasn't just the boy's height and weight that made it difficult for her to support her.

She felt a pain in her waist under the almost adult weight. Zora never thought that this boy would be so heavy.

And under the extremely low visibility just now, she couldn't see his height clearly from a distance, and she didn't regret it until she helped him up. This boy is more than a head taller than her.

I knew it would not come!What the hell is she doing.

But since she has chosen to save the boy, she has to carry it out.

She struggled to support the precarious boy's body. She put the shopping bag on her arm and went to help the boy. The string of the shopping bag made her arm numb. The boy's weight made her feel like she would fall down even if she took a breath. illusion.

In fact, it's just that she lacks exercise and strength.

She gritted her teeth and stepped on the high heels step by step, dragging him to her apartment with difficulty.

Many times during the period, she was almost tired and threw the boy to the ground.

Fortunately, there were not many residents around the apartment, and most of them had their curtains drawn in this weather, so very few people could see what she was doing.

Otherwise, if you saw her dragging a bloody man, you would be scared to death.

The boy's body was as cold as ice, if she could not feel the beating of his chest, she would have thought that she was supporting a dead person.

He dragged him into the apartment with all his might, and Zora took him in without even turning on the lights. Then she threw the shopping bag aside, and dragged the boy into a room with sophisticated machinery that would only be found in a hospital. middle.

Throwing him to bed, she quickly went back to the room, tied up her hair and changed into clean clothes, then she put on sterilized rubber gloves and came to the bed where the boy's body was placed, probably because she was too nervous, her breathing was a little short of breath.

Taking a deep breath, she carefully avoided the wound and cut open his clothes with surgical scissors, doing basic wound treatment and hemostasis.

It is inevitable that she will make mistakes when performing surgery on others alone for the first time. I don’t know how many times she touched the young man’s hideous wound with trembling hands.

The tip of her nose was also beaded with sweat because of some small mistakes, and it was absorbed by the medical mask in an instant.

Time passed by every minute and every second, she didn't know how long it took, after the last stitch was sutured and bandages were wrapped round and round on his wound, the tense nerves finally relaxed, and immediately What followed was a burst of dizziness.

She can't rest yet.

Pushing out the boy with a clean bandage on his abdomen, and moving him onto the soft bed, she let out a long sigh of relief.

He took off his mask, took off his gloves, washed his hands with disinfectant, and glanced at the clock again, it was already four o'clock in the morning.

Zora rubbed her temples, opened her bloodshot eyes, dragged her tired body to find cleaning tools, and dealt with the bloodstains left by the boy along the way.

It took her a short time to clean it up, and then sprayed some air freshener to cover up the smell.

After covering everything up, Zora sat on the sofa in a daze, recalling the handsome face the boy showed after wiping off the stains.

... Definitely the type of disaster.

Leaving this aside... She seems to have seen this boy before?