Thousand Lantern Night

When this happened, Xiaohua didn't even read the accounts, and sent me back to the hotel in person.As soon as he arrived at the downstairs of the hotel, he received a call, saying that he had followed the line of the waiter in the teahouse to lead out the lobby manager of the teahouse.He hurried over again, and before he left, he told me not to go out alone, and to wait for him to come back to discuss everything.I was embarrassing enough for my embarrassment today, and I was really not in the mood to jump up and down, wondering if I should call the fat man first to see if he is still safe.But I was afraid that I would reveal myself and let those people know that I didn't know anything about Guixi, and I was going to the wilderness tomorrow to collect the fat man's body.Think about it or give up.

After Xiao Hua left, I threw myself on the bed, curled up in a mess with my head in my arms.Damn it, I've been seen all over today, and I'm ashamed to be thrown at grandma's house!Of course, that's not the only thing that frustrates me the most.

□□ It will make people have delusional symptoms including sexual fantasies, but I know that the scenes I saw in my imagination are not all my imagination.Those things really happened.

My mood suddenly fell to the extreme.

In my opinion, I am definitely not the kind of material who naturally likes men. This point, judging from the fact that I felt a little impulsive when I faced the snow-white thighs of female classmates in adolescence, there is no doubt about it.So if I am willing to let a man treat me like that, it means that that man must have an irreplaceable place in my heart.

Zhang Qiling, he used to be very, very important in my mind.It is so important that I am willing to give my soul to him.I must have made that decision.

But judging from the scenes I have dreamed about before, he and I ended up breaking up on bad terms.

What happened between us that made him finally give up the person who was willing to give his soul?

Realizing this made me really uncomfortable.Suddenly, I wanted to see Zhang Qiling again.

When I was feeling depressed, I received a message on my mobile phone from Xiaohua: Come to the teahouse quickly.

Without thinking too much, I went to the bathroom to wash my face, changed into clean clothes, and went downstairs to take a taxi.

The hotel is 200 meters deep at the corner of an intersection. Generally, it is easier to get a taxi if you walk to the main intersection at this point.I went out and turned right to the main road, looking left and right to see if there was a taxi, not paying attention to the situation around me at all.

A Wuling van suddenly stopped beside me, the door was opened, and several unremarkable strong men got out, each holding an iron rod.Before I could react, I was hit on the head.It took less than a minute from when they stopped the car to when the first stick hit me on the head.I was stunned all of a sudden, and I was powerless to fight back.

The blow to the head was almost fatal. When I fell to the ground, a lot of blood had already flowed out, splashing on my face, even covering my sight.I didn't see the appearance of those people clearly at all, and the iron rods hit me on the head and body one after another, so fast that I couldn't feel any pain.

Just when I thought that my life was about to be reimbursed, the people around me suddenly seemed to have received a strong impulse and fell out in all directions.I tried my best to half get up, wiped away the blood covering my eyes, and vaguely saw the man who was entangled with me in the dream!

He snatched an iron rod and used it as a weapon.Everyone who was hit by him could only fall to the ground and roll.Their hands or feet were bent strangely, and it looked like their bones were broken.

Soon, everyone was brought down.I was dizzy, and I vaguely heard the shouts of the crowd and the siren from afar, but I had no strength to move.

I saw that hazy figure walking towards me quickly among the crowd of people rolling on the ground.Just like every time before, stepping on all dangers, rushing to my side.

My tears came out all at once.After washing away the blood stained on the eyelashes, his vision immediately turned into a blurred red again.

When he got down on one knee next to me and tried to lift me up, I used all my strength left to hug him tightly.

This time it's not in a dream, it's a real hug.I'm a little delirious, but I can tell, the cool flesh and blood.

"Brother." I almost choked up, desperately and crazily pressing myself against him.

I've never missed a person this much.

We have been going through parting, likes, dislikes, hates, not hates.Every time, even if we know that we will never have the chance to meet again after separation, we will gladly accept it.Even if it didn't feel good at that moment.I have always been such a person, active or passive parting is just a moment for me, what we should do is to look forward.

But this time, for Zhang Qiling, I suddenly didn't have such freedom and courage at all.My consciousness began to blur, but my hands were clasped tightly and refused to let go.I'm afraid that once I let go, he will disappear like countless times before.And at this moment, I am so fragile that I can no longer bear his disappearance.

Poker bottle saw me in such a miserable state, frowned tightly, and hugged me silently.The moment I lost consciousness, I heard a burst of screaming from the crowd.I thought to myself that this damned stuffy oil bottle is really a attractor.

The massive blood loss finally made me pass out, but I felt extremely at ease, and with my arms around Poker Bottle's neck, leaning on his shoulder, I fell into a deep sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, I felt someone pulling my arm, trying to tear me off Poker Bottle.I subconsciously resisted this pulling force, and hugged the Poker bottle as hard as I could.Maybe it was because I was too weak, but in the end I couldn't resist the force that pulled me, and when I let go of my hand, I fell down.

Immediately another hand stretched out to support me, and then I heard someone shouting something loudly in my ear.My ears were buzzing, and it took me a long time to hear that person calling me, "Little Sanye!" I managed to open my eyes, and saw that I was being hugged by him and got into a car. The lights of the hotel gradually blurred in the field of vision.

In a daze, I waved my arms vigorously, where is the Poker Bottle?Where is the stuffy oil bottle!How did he bring me back to the hotel?

Soon my body was pressed down hard, and the voice in my ear was far away and near, shouting, "Little Sanye! Don't move around, you are seriously injured!"

who?Who would call me little third master in such a respectful tone?

Is it—Pan Zi?

At the last glance, I saw a face full of anxiety and rigidity, a face very similar to that of Pan Zi.

It was already the next afternoon when I woke up.Even in a coma, I felt that time was running out. When I woke up, I was sweating profusely, stood up from the hospital bed like a corpse, and shouted, "Brother, let's go save the fat man."When I saw the environment clearly, I couldn't help being stunned.

This is a single room. On the sofa beside the bed, Xiao Hua sat with her long legs crossed, staring at me without blinking.There was no expression on his beautiful face, as cold as a statue in ancient Rome.Seeing me waking up, he stood up and walked to my bed, looked down at me with his hands down, and said, "If it weren't for your injuries, I would have slapped you hard twice." I could hear his words. The tone was very bad, and he said to me almost viciously, "I told you not to go out alone, do you fucking take my words as fart!"

My jaw almost dropped, and I covered my head and threw back his words, "Didn't you send me a text message asking me to go to the teahouse to find you?" Then I looked around for my phone, trying to show it to Xiaohua.But obviously the machine must have been lost in the melee, and I had nothing in my pocket.I had no choice but to explain to Xiaohua unwillingly, "I really received your text message, just the four words 'Speed ​​to the Tea House', and the sender was the name 'Xiaohua' I saved. There is absolutely no mistake!"

Xiaohua didn't speak, her expression was still not good-looking.After a while, he sighed a little irritably, and said, "Now it's easy to create a mobile phone card like mine, or hack into my mobile phone network. Wu Xie, don't leave my sight from now on , The other party is going to kill you with such a ruthless hand. I guess we have been targeted since we were in Hangzhou."

That sent a shivers down my spine.Even if I was beaten to death, I would never have imagined that one day I would become the meat on the target, and I feared that I would be anviled every day.Usually this kind of treatment is at the national treasure level, so why is it my turn?

But I didn't have much energy to think about this issue at this time. I looked behind Xiao Hua, "Xiao Hua, did you see my brother? I saw my brother when I was beaten by them. He came back and saved me." , and took me back to the hotel. What about others?"

"Wu Xie, there is no Zhang Qiling." Xiao Hua sat down beside my bed, looked at me for a while, and showed me a somewhat gentle expression, "That's your hallucination."

I shook my head, "Impossible! I can tell if it's a hallucination! He really came back, and I hugged him. I can feel that it's him!"

At this time, the door lock clicked, and a person came in.I glanced over and was dumbfounded, "Pan Zi?"

That person walked up to my bed and called me respectfully, "Little San Ye!"

Just when I thought it was really Pan Zi who was about to jump down and pull him, Xiao Hua reached out and gently blocked me, "His name is Feng Ying, and he is the chopstick head under the old Changsha iron chopsticks."

I remembered that the night I had dinner with the people in Pankou when I first arrived in Changsha, they mentioned that the iron chopsticks supported by Xiaohua had such a No. [-] chopstick head, which was very similar to that of the third uncle's Panzi.That chopstick head is called Fengying.

I forced a smile.Xiaohua continued, "I was afraid that it would be unsafe for you to come out alone, so I asked Fengying to go back to pick you up. Who knows that you still had an accident. When Fengying arrived at the hotel, you fell at the gate covered in blood, still dead. Holding on to the iron railing of the hotel. Wu Xie, you almost scared me to death."

After hearing these words, my heart sank completely.I thought I saw that person very clearly, could it be my illusion?Was it that I was in a daze at the time, so I took the iron railing as my little brother?Impossible, even if I regard the iron railing as a little brother, the iron railing can't carry me back to the hotel from the big intersection.Or did I climb back by myself?It’s good that I didn’t pass out when he was uncle, can you still tell the difference between south, east and north?

No, something must have gone wrong!I am very sure, I must have seen the little brother at that time!

But looking at Xiaohua and Fengying, I suddenly felt less confident.They have no reason to lie to me.

I had a headache that almost burst into tears, so I quickly got into the quilt with my head in my arms, and said to Xiaohua, "I want to sleep for a while, you guys go first."