Perpetrator

In the car, put the body.

Crazy, how could I say it, but I almost blurted out the truth.

After sending out the driver's license, Shao Li's eyes drifted a little, and he felt that his expression must be as stiff as a grasshopper.He turned his head and gave a distressed look to the man next to him who pretended to lower his head and play with his mobile phone.

"what happened?"

Hearing a question from another person in the car, the policeman returned the driver's license to Shao Li, and asked Lin Zhanyang again, "What's in the car?"

"Oh, half a pig. I plan to transport it back to my hometown. I didn't expect it to be delayed for a day on the road. It's a bit smelly." Lin Zhanyang got up and got out of the car, walked around to the back of the car and asked loudly, "Do you need to open it to see? The temperature has changed in the past two days. It’s getting warmer, and the meat is turning green.”

God!Lin Zhanyang, what are you thinking?Did you take the initiative to let the police look at it?

"Hey, open the trunk." Lin Zhanyang urged by patting the wagon.

No!don't want!Can't open it, the body will definitely be seen!His fingertips trembled towards the trunk switch, but he hesitated to push it hard.Beads of sweat slid down from his forehead and wet his eyelashes, Shao Li raised his sleeve to wipe it off.

"Don't look at it, don't look at it, don't throw it away if it stinks."

"At any rate, it's a half-fan pig. I'm afraid of scaring people if I throw it away, so it's so delayed."

The police chased away the bad smell with disgust, and then glanced at the pale Shao Li, but said to Lin Zhanyang next to him, "Is he not feeling well? Don't let him drive, it's not safe, there was an accident just ahead , you'd better take another route, otherwise you may not be able to pass for three or four hours."

"I don't want to either. Something happened to my hometown. I rushed back and forgot to bring my ID." Lin Zhanyang lit a cigarette for himself and wanted to pass one to the policeman, but he was rejected as expected, "post You can’t smoke, right? It’s hard work, we’re going to the service area right now, we should let him have a rest, he caught a cold last night and has a fever.”

"Okay, let's go."

The moment the car window was closed, I still heard the policeman muttering that it stinks to death.The ears were full of chaotic conversations, sometimes from the police, and sometimes from Lin Zhanyang. Until Shao Li entered the restaurant in the service area, he still hadn’t recovered from the previous fear, and sat on the dining chair like a ghost daze.

"what did you eat."

what to eatI don't know, I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat anything, Shao Li shook his head subconsciously, the other party didn't continue to ask, left a low voice "Don't run around" and turned to leave.

The huge restaurant is full of people, talking loudly or whispering, as well as the sound of bowls and plates colliding, all kinds of noises are like swarms of bees flying around the ears, and from time to time there are staff members in uniforms shuttling through the crowd , cast a strange look.

It's so noisy, it's so noisy.

Those pairs of eyes looked so indifferent, and seemed to harbor malicious intentions, what were they looking at?Has anyone found the body?Will they inform, will they call the police?

Stay away, stay away from me, don't come near, don't try to pry into my secrets!

"Sir, are you okay?"

Don't approach with such a hypocritical smile, I'm good, very good!Shao Li frowned tightly and didn't want to answer the waiter's inquiry, pushing and shoving uneasily.

"He is not good."

Lin Zhanyang's cold and hard voice was like a drop of ice water in a flame, as if the whole world had been calmed down and became calm and cool.Shao Li greedily closed his eyes and listened attentively, wanting to hear more.

"He has a fever, can I have a glass of warm water?"

"Okay...okay..." The waitress knew how to read words and expressions. She felt the tall man's repulsion and drive away from her. Although she was a little displeased, she poured a glass of warm water with a smile and said mechanically, "Enjoy your meal."

The porridge and green vegetables were pushed in front of him, and Shao Li took them subconsciously. The soft porridge slipped into his throat, soothing the dryness and tingling of his throat, and calming down his restless heart.

At this moment, he had the leisure to look at the man sitting across from him and buried himself in his meal.He was guessing what kind of person the other party was. Not long ago, the scene of the conversation with the police was full of incredible harmony, as if he had long been used to dealing with the police in that way.

recidivist?Or was the original job related to the police?No, this possibility is too outrageous.What kind of reason would it be?Compared with that sleek and sophisticated look at this moment, he looks like another person completely, the difference is so big that it is unbelievable.

"Why do you have to go back to Nanyan?"

Without raising his head, the other party swallowed a mouthful of rice and replied with a mutter, "I have something to do."

Well, this is obviously an attitude of not intending to start the topic. Shao Li continued to drink porridge in boredom, and he couldn't figure out why. Compared with last night, the thorns and guards on Lin Zhanyang's body were so weak that they could be ignored. What happened? ?He always felt that the other party had changed somewhere, was it his attitude?Or manners?

Whether intentionally or not, he found that Lin Zhanyang had helped him eliminate the source of his unhappiness more than once when he was troubled, like a mother beast protecting her cubs.

Shao Li was amused by his own thoughts, and his face was cloudy and sunny, but the other party couldn't bear it after all.

"Why are you taking lorazepam?"

The sudden question pierced the pain that Shao Li didn't want to face the most, the smile on his face collapsed in an instant, and he stared at Lin Zhanyang displeasedly, "What's wrong?"

"My mother suffered from depression and also ate this."

There was a sudden shock in his heart, and he had an inexplicable urge to cry. He was not sure whether Lin Zhanyang could deeply understand his distress. He didn't want to say it, because no one wanted to understand.

"She must have lived a very hard life." As if talking about an irrelevant life, but also as if expressing his helplessness, Shao Li pulled out an ugly smile, and instinctively tried to comfort the indifferent man in front of him.

"Yes." Lin Zhanyang gave an affirmative answer, "She tried to commit suicide, and she also tried to pull me to commit suicide together. Although she failed, but because of long-term emotional depression, she got stomach cancer, and now she doesn't even have the strength to commit suicide."

This was the first time that Shao Li felt inexplicably happy when he heard the other party tell his own story, but he was also a little puzzled, "Why did you tell me this?"

"That's why I want to go back to Nanyan. My mother is in Nanyan."

Regardless of whether this story is true or not, Shao Li knows that Lin Zhanyang has won. No matter what sanctions await them in the future, at this moment, Shao Li only wants to help Lin Zhanyang return to Nanyan, the city where his mother exists.

What a happy feeling to have someone waiting for you.

Not being waited on, nor expected, the life of being alone is more bleak than fallen leaves, he really can't find the meaning of existence, when painting can no longer attract people's attention, he doesn't know why he still exists in the world This unfriendly world.

If possible, even if it is only a short time for this journey, he is willing to try and be remembered by someone forever in his heart. At least one day after that, no matter whether he lives or dies, there will always be someone who can prove his existence.

"Understood..." Shao Li lowered his head, drank the porridge at the bottom of the bowl, and replied in a muffled voice.

The author has something to say:

This chapter will state that Shao Li finds the waiter annoying, which is caused by his mental illness, which will distort his senses to a certain extent.

So, may the world be filled with love. .

He said he was afraid of being scolded. . .