old cosmic particle

On a gloomy day, Mo Shiguang began to observe the residents of Qiyuanci to see if anyone had become weird and evil. It was impossible for the Nian Si Nian spray to only spray two people, he had a hunch.Mo Shiguang didn't like to take the old street when he was riding a motorcycle. It was too narrow and there were many pedestrians and vehicles.

This time was different, he came with a plan.

He passed through the Grain Bureau and officially drove to Yuanci Old Street.A long and thin street, lined with low buildings, the highest is only four floors.People went shopping and walking, arm in arm, one after the other, walked into the store, tried on two pieces of clothes, bought two packs of cigarettes, paid 100 yuan for calls, and went to the fruit stand to buy catties of grapes, pears, and strawberries.People talk, discuss the weather, the car, the size of the thigh of the woman in front, the messy hair on the man's head, anecdotes about the world, so-and-so's sexual orientation, Maroon5 or Jay Chou's concert, and so on.

It's normal, nothing weird about people.

He continued to drive, a small cross, and the road on the right ended at Yuanci [-]st Street, where he had spent his whole childhood.It's school time now, elementary school students carry heavy schoolbags, wear white school uniforms, chew puffed snacks, and swim to the school gate like fish fry.

There were a lot of people crossing the zebra crossing, and Mo Shiguang happened to be parked on the side of the road. There was a little girl, at most ten years old, who tugged at the hem of Mo Shiguang's clothes, and called him with a crunchy voice.

brother.

Mo Shiguang didn't know her, he smelled milk on the little girl. "what?"

"Are you from No. [-] Middle School?"

"Yes."

"Do you know Director Wang, Wang Dachuan?" said the little girl, her big black eyes were crystal clear, "He is my father." Mo Shiguang didn't know how to answer, so he had to say dryly, oh.

"They all said that the slippers killed my father. He shouldn't have cut their slippers and left them without shoes. People always have to wear shoes." The little girl continued, "Is that so?"

"Don't listen to their nonsense." Mo Shiguang was about to leave, but half a second later he put his foot down and stepped on the curb, "Have you ever seen a brother who is so tall? His hair is tea-colored, his eyes are green, with A little gray, like a foreigner, have you seen it?"

The little girl shook her head, "Is he good-looking?"

"good."

"never seen it."

The building moved behind, Mo Shiguang was not driving fast, much slower than usual.

There is a hostel opposite the county hospital.It was an old house many years ago. It was gray and dilapidated. Its signboard was in the shape of a triangular prism, placed beside the door frame. The warm white lampshade was covered with gray layers and cobwebs.Four large red characters are pasted on it, Sun Hotel.In the rumors that have suddenly arisen recently, it is a roadside chicken shop, and the ladies in it are middle-aged and elderly women.They would sit outside the door, knee-length skirts, thighs spread, no panties, showing their hairy, shriveled cocks to the street; Touch their flesh' bodies.

Mo Shiguang didn't know if it was true or not, he had never observed it, because it was really inconspicuous, with cramped sidewalks and crowded crowds.At this moment, he deliberately turned his head to look at the place. There was only one signboard, which was knocked crookedly by the passing pedestrians.Whores without skirts, passers-by pass by indifferently, without looking at them.

Prostitutes, some people say, who would prostitute an old-fashioned prostitute?No one likes old housewives, who pays to fuck a dehydrated woman?

No one knows how the rumors got started, just as no one knows how the universe came to be.

Further on, there is the No. 15 Middle School, and a little further on from the No. [-] Middle School is the winery. Fifteen years ago, there was a tragic firefight there, with knives and guns, and Liu Zhengyou's father died in that firefight.The Xueliang knife swung over, the knife stuck in the middle of the neck, and when he pulled it out, blood bubbled up in the trachea, and the blood splashed so that the moon was red.According to the adults, Liu Zhengyou's father's head fell off, and his round eyes were wide open, staring at the moon in the night sky.

When he was young, people laughed at Liu Zhengyou for not having a father, and Su Weiyi was always the first to stand up and beat him up without saying a word.Mo Shiguang remembered that he also followed suit and teased him. He ran to Liu Zhengyou during the parents' meeting that night. Where's your father?It's a parent-teacher meeting, will your dad come?Will you become a ghost to visit you?Before Liu Zhengyou could beat him, Su Weiyi jumped out and beat him until his nose bleeds.

When passing the Yuanci Bridge, he met Tian Zhoucheng, and Mo Shiguang gave him a ride.Tian Zhoucheng said behind his back, "I heard that you are very familiar with the boss of Tiantianpo?"

"Which boss?" Mo Shiguang asked knowingly.

"The one who runs the Internet cafe."

"Oh, why?"

"My sister, my sister wants his WeChat, you know."

Mo Shiguang said, "He has a partner."

"That's great, it's too embarrassing to chase after her. I persuaded my sister for a long time, but she didn't listen."

Mo Shiguang sneered, why do people always like him, he is mysterious, and he likes to lie, the truth is mixed with lies, so no one knows which sentence is true and which is false, and he is not a lie detector, which can distinguish his every In a word.

At ten o'clock in the evening, a sharp grinding sound sounded in the night, causing a cat to meow.Mo Shiguang almost ran into a van head-on, and the green belt was too close to him, so when he made a sharp turn, he crashed straight into it, and the car and people rolled over to the ground together.There were three scratches on the palm, several scratches on the cheekbones, and a sprained foot.

The van didn't stop at all, and drove out of the community unsteadily.Mo Shiguang angrily kicked his motorcycle.He rubbed his sprained wrist and sat on the motorcycle.He smoked a cigarette before he picked up the car and parked it.He walked through the complex on foot, went up to the third floor, and rang the doorbell.

It took a while for Nian Sinian to open the door, "Why are you injured again?" He pulled Mo Shiguang in, caressed his cheek distressedly, and rested his thumb on the wound. "I don't have any bandages here, you wait here, I'll buy them."

Mo Shiguang hugged him, "What's the rush, it's okay to break the skin."

"You don't look like you're fighting."

"Ah," Mo Shiguang buried his head in the socket of his shoulder, "I hit the green belt."

Nian Sinian put his hand on the back of Mo Shiguang's neck, "You have something on your mind."

"You fucking can read minds?"

"My guess."

"Oh."

The sound of the game scene came from the stereo of the TV, the palms were shaken by the breeze, the zombies were biting the fresh human flesh, the blood was gurgling, and the sound was loud.Mo Shiguang turned his head slightly to stare at the picture, it was realistic enough, under the sun, it was kind and cruel.

He smelled a trace of blood.

"Who did you kill?" Mo Shiguang asked suddenly.

"Can not remember."

"When is the future? This year? Next year? You stay, why would I lose everything?"

Nian Sinian coughed a few times, then smiled, "You just remembered to ask me now? Do you suspect me?"

Mo Shiguang was a little irritable, he grabbed the back of Nian Sinian's head, kissed him fiercely, and looked straight into the latter's eyes, vicious and domineering.Nian Sinian also did not close his eyes, his deep eyes were full of smiles.

"Why so fierce?" Nian Sinian said.

Mo Shiguang pressed him onto the sofa and propped up his arms, "Can you explain something?"

"Okay." Nian Sinian stretched out his hand, pulled Mo Shiguang into his arms, and whispered in his ear, "This world is redundant, and I want to clear it up. Do you understand?"