Lost in the world

At night, the nightmare mixed with the howling cold wind whipped Mo Qingxuan's sleeping face like a cold whip.

--"elder brother!"

Suddenly a sharp and shrill cry woke him up, and the trance overlapped with the sound of the tearful boy opening his lips in the dream, followed by an unbearable severe headache.

"—Brother! Brother!"

A series of shouts came from a distance, and the next moment, the door of the room slammed open, and the unkempt girl rushed in calling "Brother".But when she saw Mo Qingxuan's flushed cheeks, pale lips, and sitting on the bed with distracted eyes, as if awakened from a nightmare, she was immediately startled: "Brother, did you have a nightmare? Your face is so ugly."

The poisonous scorpion followed in and said, "I found the girl."

"Yes, yes. Thank you."

The figure chasing in the dream suddenly drifted away, and he couldn't remember it anymore.Mo Qingxuan woke up, got out of bed and said, "Xiaoyu, it's great that you're fine."

Xiaoyu clutched her stomach: "Brother, I'm hungry..."

Her hair was disheveled, her face was covered with mud, and she grabbed Mo Qingxuan's clothes as if she was acting like a spoiled child.

"Brother, talk, why don't you make a sound."

She shook her head with difficulty.Under the light, a strangle mark two fingers wide was clearly visible on the tender neck, and the torn thin shirt could not cover the bruises and mottled scars; it seemed that she had been subjected to inhuman abuse, the girl's thin and frail body was covered with scars. One can feel the shocking cruelty at a glance.

Mo Qingxuan looked down at her, and the pure and clear eyes slowly revealed the watery light like snow waves.

"...Ah, brother, don't cry. Look... I came back fine, I'm fine. Blame me for running around, I was wrong, I know I was wrong..."

The purest spring water in the world was filled in the girl's eyes, where Mo Qingxuan's unusually calm face and a pair of red eyes covered with mist were reflected.

……

At eleven or twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the bamboo house was still lit.

After tidying up, Xiaoyu with braids was lying on the coffee table, gobbling and yelling: "It's delicious! My brother's cooking is so good, I haven't had a full meal for several days. That uncle really has a lot of food." Sick, beat people at every turn, howled so loudly that my ears hurt to death, no wonder I can’t marry a wife... Cough cough, give me water, I’m choking.”

"Eat slowly, girl, no one will grab you." The poisonous scorpion sitting next to him filled a glass of water, pushed it to Xiaoyu, and then looked at Mo Qingxuan: "I didn't expect you to find someone to make a fuss." No one is happy. When are you leaving?"

Mo Qingxuan turned his back to them, looking out the window, his figure remained motionless.

"Brother, don't you want to go? It doesn't matter. I'm your tour guide. I will follow you wherever you are until you go back to the hotel. Don't look at me as a little girl, everything I say counts."

Poisonous Scorpion: "Aren't you afraid of being tied up again?"

"Tch! Don't look at me as thin and small, but I'm so strong that I unscrewed all the cages."

Xiaoyu smiled with her cheeks stuffed with small meat buns, a soft and innocent smile appeared on her delicate face.

"Okay, stop talking big, don't feel ashamed." At this moment, Mo Qingxuan turned his head, walked in front of her, patted the top of her hair, and asked with a serious face, "Are you full?"

"Yeah, it's all over."

"Then go to sleep."

"I know~"

Xiaoyu took away a small meat bun, crawled onto the bed like a nimble monkey, lifted the quilt, lay down, and asked Mo Qingxuan inarticulately while chewing: "When I wake up, are you still there? "

Mo Qingxuan nodded: "I will take you with me wherever I go, until I return to the hotel."

"That's fine"

Xiaoyu said: "Good night"

Mo Qingxuan seemed to be touched, and replied: "Good night. May you have a good dream."

When Xiaoyu fell into a deep sleep, the two walked out of the bamboo house one after the other.

At night, the sky is full of stars, and the courtyard shaded by green bamboos is as clear and clear as a piece of stagnant water.He sat down on the floor and asked the poisonous scorpion, "Where did you find it?"

The poisonous scorpion replied: "The girl is hiding in the cellar."

"That's it. Well, can I go out for a walk, I feel uncomfortable..."

"Whatever." The poisonous scorpion said as he walked out, "It's not all your fault, so there's no need to feel guilty."

When his back disappeared, Mo Qingxuan figured it out: This is the meaning of comforting me...?Suddenly I feel like laughing.

"...This man is cute when he doesn't point a gun at someone."

In the long night, Mo Qingxuan left the bamboo house and walked aimlessly along a small path made by human beings.Not long after, the ghostly shadows of the branches filtered out a beam of faint yellow light. The cold wind swayed the branches, and the light beams swayed accordingly. From a distance, it looked like a cluster of erratic fireflies gathered there.

Mo Qingxuan was attracted, pushed aside layers of branches blocking the way, and stepped over the thorny vines swinging in the air. What he saw was a seemingly ordinary bamboo house hidden in the deep forest, which was very similar to the one he lived in. , there is only one thing: the one in front of you is more dilapidated.The same fence covered with morning glory, and a similar small kitchen with colorful empty wine bottles piled up in front of it.

The closer you get, the clearer the "rustling" sound like a bad radio listening channel.At this time, the sound of the wind was tight, and the fluttering vines were whipped down like long whips, making Mo Qingxuan hide in a panic, and he didn't even know that the hard thorn cut his arm.

With the lights on in the room, Mo Qingxuan jumped into the yard and sneaked in quietly. The electromagnetic sound of "rustling" seemed to be mixed with the murmurs of many people's voices, but they couldn't hear it clearly. He didn't pay attention to it at first. An abrupt syllable jumped out without warning, like a fine needle of cow hair piercing the sensitive eardrum, giving birth to a numb pain. There was no heart-piercing pain, but the itching to the bone was very unbearable.

Immediately afterwards, the syllable gradually expanded like violent waves on the surface of a lake thrown into stones.At this time, he had already walked to the window, and saw a tall and powerful man sitting on a rattan rocking chair, lifting a wine bottle and pouring it into his mouth.

His appearance was handsome and mature, with deep and rigid facial features, and just sitting there gave people a sense of oppression that was hard to ignore.However, the Tanlang in this scene is quite different from what he saw before. Through the window, Mo Qingxuan could see clearly with the help of the bright lights in the room: it was Tanlang.

Greedy Wolf's expression at this time looked sluggish, like a lone wolf licking his wounds alone, his golden pupils were shrinking into a dangerous slit, greedily staring at the TV screen a few steps away, without blinking, The scarlet blood was dyed a crimson of pain and despair.

Mo Qingxuan involuntarily shifted his eyes to the TV screen, wondering what kind of scene made Tanlang so painful but insisted on watching.At this time, it was just out of curiosity, without any thoughts for calculation.

But after just one glance, the dozens of figures walking around on the TV screen made him dizzy.Trapped in the middle of the crowd was a tall and straight man in a shirt and black pants.His spine was straight and straight like green pines and green bamboos, his torn shirt was stained red with blood, and several deep bone-deep wounds were exposed on his back.

The intermittent syllables were clearly transmitted to the ears with the electromagnetic sound of "rustle", as if the tearing sobs rolling out of the throat could not be controlled after all the patience.

A piece of bloody flesh was cut off and discarded casually at their feet, and they laughed and stepped on it.Then, a big man with a ferocious face punched him cursingly, and the man's thin body fell down unbearably, coughing blood, supported by one arm, struggling to get up.

At this instant, the man's upright and handsome face was exposed in front of the camera, and his brows and eyes distorted by pain, and the corners of his pursed lips were completely and completely revealed.

--"what!"

This face—

As soon as the rapid scream came out of his mouth, Mo Qingxuan immediately covered it.The cat lowered his back, as if it was extremely cold, his jaws chattered from the cold, making every hair on his body shiver uncontrollably.

At the same time, Tanlang's wine bottle fell onto the screen, hugged the TV with both hands, pressed half of his face to the man's face intimately, and murmured the man's name.

The next day, Xiaoyu slept until the sun was high before waking up. Stretching, she searched left and right:

"Brother, brother—where are you?!"

Then he sniffed and smelled the smell of rice, and immediately jumped out of bed in surprise, and ran out with his shoes on.

Mo Qingxuan came out of the kitchen with a pot of pumpkin and millet porridge, and saw Xiaoyu with disheveled hair laying down in front of the dining table, grabbing pancakes and stuffing them into his mouth, while swallowing, he greeted the poisonous scorpion who had just entered the yard:

"Whoever comes to see me has a share."

As he spoke, he picked up a small meat bun and threw it into his mouth.

Mo Qingxuan served three bowls of rice, pushed the first bowl to the poisonous scorpion, and said, "I didn't have time to thank you yesterday. Thanks to you for finding Xiaoyu, I have to look for it alone, don't care if I can find it or not, maybe I will suffer if I meet an unreasonable person." A beating."

The poisonous scorpion took a sip of millet porridge: "It's hot."

"Let it cool and eat!" Xiaoyu took away a bowl of porridge, and drank half of the bowl with a "gudu gudu", "I'll just drink one bowl. It's time for lunch later. Brother, do you have any meat?"

Mo Qingxuan nodded with a smile and said, "You are allowed to order."

"--so good?! God, brother, you treat me better. I like you more." Xiaoyu said frankly, her eyes sparkling.

Mo Qingxuan's face slowly turned red, and after a while, he managed to utter a sentence: "The poisonous scorpion saved you, you still don't thank him."

to change the subject

But Xiaoyu said: "Thank you! I hid in the cellar for several days, and escaped when no one noticed. After finally waiting, I was caught before I ran out a few steps. Do you think I am wronged? ?”

"Hey, if there's no one home, you won't be able to see me either."

"Well... that's right."

Xiaoyu thought it through very straightforwardly, and the poisonous scorpion smiled gratefully: "Thank you! When you come to my sister-in-law's hotel to play, I will serve you for free."

"puff--"

Mo Qingxuan almost spat out the millet porridge with a mouthful

"Don't listen to her nonsense. Don't do that kind of thing again. If you need money, ask me for it."

Xiaoyu immediately refused with a serious face: "I can't ask you for money for the rest of my life. I have to rely on myself."

"Then you have to wait until you are 18 years old and have the ability to find a serious job before talking to me about making money. I will tell your sister-in-law later that I will let you go to cram school, go to high school and go to college to live a simple campus life. Going out of the province to travel broadens your horizons. After graduation, you can find a serious job and earn money. You can spend it however you want.”

"My sister-in-law doesn't care about me like this..." Then she complained weakly: "It's a big deal."

Mo Qingxuan completely showed the caring appearance of an elder, and said earnestly: "I am doing it for your own good. You will understand when you grow up."

The poisonous scorpion who was drinking porridge couldn't stand it any longer, and asked in a calm voice, "What are you talking about?"

"Educational Issues for Young Children"

Xiaoyu blinked her pure eyes, bit her chopsticks, and said, "But I want to save a lot of money. I have no other way."

"What are you saving money for?"

"Travel~"

When it comes to "tourism", her eyes are flooded with longing.

"I want to go to Beijing to see the Great Wall and Xi'an to see the Terra Cotta Warriors. I want to know what it looks like to see the yellow sand rolling for tens of thousands of miles. I have only seen it on TV. I want to go to the Northeast to see the snow. The poem describes it very well. The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow. All of these need money, a lot of money. Growing up so big, the farthest place I have been to is Kunming, and I have not left the province."

At the end, the elated cheeks lowered in frustration.

"...My sister-in-law also said that I was whimsical. But I am not convinced. I don't want to stay in that dilapidated small hotel for the rest of my life. I will get sick and die at any time, and be thrown into the garbage dump. If this is the case, then I will work hard to get out of my mother's womb. Come on, do you suffer?!"

She pursed her lips and said forcefully:

"It might as well not have been born in the first place."

These words were really surprising, as if infected by the young girl's vigor, even the cold-hearted poisonous scorpion couldn't help showing amazement.He put the twice-cooked meat with chopsticks into Xiaoyu's bowl, and said in a gloomy voice that sounded hoarse, "I wish you all your wishes come true."

Xiaoyu immediately smiled until her eyes turned into bright crescent moons, and nodded: "Yes, I will."

Mo Qingxuan lowered his head and took a mouthful of the sweet pumpkin and millet porridge, and swallowed it into his throat, a sour, bitter and miscellaneous pain gradually spread in his chest.

He suddenly felt that he, Mo Qingxuan, made him sick to the core.

At noon, go to the river to fish.Mo Qingxuan's face was reflected in the crystal-clear river water. He grabbed a handful of stones and threw them in angrily. The splashed water wet his clothes and shattered the reflection, but after a while, the broken reflection returned to its original shape. The face was distorted into a blue-faced fangs in anger, which made people feel more terrifying.

Then another familiar face was reflected in the water

"You hate your face?"

Tanlang behind him asked him

Mo Qingxuan replied blankly: "I hate that man in the water. He makes me feel sick."

"Then he must have done something wrong"

"Yes, he did something wrong. He hurt an innocent girl." Mo Qingxuan showed frustration, and said again: "I have lived a life that I hate. I can't continue like this."

"Then change it. I can help supervise."

Tanlang sat on the bank, put his feet in the flowing river, looked around, and said, "The scenery here is nice, I wonder if you are interested in staying?"

"I won't be someone else's substitute"

Greedy Wolf paused, turned his head to see Mo Qingxuan's eyes were focused and deep, giving people an illusion of deep affection.

"It's not me you see in your eyes. Who is he?"

Tanlang suddenly laughed, as if he heard an interesting joke and couldn't hold back his face, so he laughed.

"Mo Qingxuan, I know better than you that although you have similar faces, you are actually two completely different people. I won't confuse you, and I definitely have no intention of keeping you as a substitute."

"Then, is his... surname 'Su'?"

Mo Qingxuan's tone of inquiry was very cautious, as if he was afraid of making Tanlang angry.

"Who said that?"

He betrayed without hesitation: "I heard about the poisonous scorpion."

"More than ten years, it's a shame that Scorpion still remembers."

Tanlang looked away and looked at the snow-white cloud at the end of the clear sky, with an expression of infinite nostalgia, and said:

"His name is Sioux City"