Ji Ouba's little milk dog

At [-] o'clock in the evening, it was already dark. I sat motionless on a bench in the park in my room, staring at the lawn lights not far in front of me in a daze. There was no one around. There was a small square a few hundred meters away. There are more than a dozen aunts dancing in the square, and not many people come to this park. If there is not such a small area, the park may be deserted.

It was a little cold, and when I was in the room, I wrapped myself in a coat, and the square dance music that was blown thin by the wind came over, and then I felt a little more at ease in my heart.

He doesn't dare to go to a place that is too quiet and there are no people, it will make people collapse, and he doesn't want to go to a place that is too noisy to delay thinking.

But after sitting here for two hours, he still couldn't think of anything, his mind was empty, and he was in the void for a while, and then returned to reality, constantly pulling, his eyes in the room were as calm as stagnant water.

His stomach started to growl again, and he still didn't move in the room. He had no money to eat, and the more than 200 yuan in his pocket was to be kept to pay the rent.

When he thought of the money room, he finally had a reaction. He frowned, and let out a sigh of relief that was suppressed in his heart. At the same time, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

You can know who called without looking at the room.

"Hey."

"Brother, where are you? Why don't you answer the phone? I've called you several times. Are you not off work? Are you working overtime again?"

The tone over there was very anxious, before speaking while waiting for the room, he continued: "Brother, didn't you get paid yesterday? Did you send the money? I didn't receive the text message, did you—"

Room time interrupted: "I didn't call."

Stop talking over there.

"I didn't get paid." Fang Shi paused and said, "Fang Xiang, I was fired by the boss."

"What...what's the matter?" There was a little panic, "Brother, didn't you do a good job? Didn't you say that the boss would give you a raise? Got into a fight with someone?"

The room was silent.

"Brother." The voice over there was crying, "Brother, Brother Shan came to look for me again yesterday. The time is up, and I can't afford the money. You know, the money I earn is less than half of yours, so I give it to them." Yes, I know, it’s all my fault, it’s all my fault, I’m damned, but bro, you can’t just leave me alone, I can’t keep my other leg if I don’t pay back the money, bro, help me, help me... You go and beg your boss..."

The crying on the phone penetrated into Fangshi's ears without any barriers, every sentence made Fangshi want to hang up the phone, drop the phone, want to explode, but in the end he gritted his molars and endured it all, and hung up the phone He will call again, and he has to spend money to buy the phone after dropping it, which can't change anything. What a ridiculous reality, he has already experienced it.

"Don't cry, I'll call him and I'll tell him."

Fang Xiang cried again and said a lot of meaningless words, probably I'm sorry for you, it's my fault, these words I heard no less than a hundred times.

When he was in the room, he propped his knees and hugged his head, the veins in his temples twitched, his brain was about to explode, and his body was full of anger and unwillingness to vent. He didn't know when such days would end.

When he calmed down and began to think about his next step, the phone rang again.

All the troubled thoughts were suppressed in his eyes, and there was only indifference and disgust in his eyes.

"Hey."

"Yo, good student, you answered very quickly." The loud music sounded from the phone, which made the room feel nauseous.

"Brother Shan." Fang Shi endured, "I'll give you the money in a few days. I didn't get paid yesterday, and the accountant said it would take a few days."

"I said, I went to see your brother yesterday, and he gave me 2000 yuan, which is enough for shit. I thought you didn't care about your brother. I just called to ask. If you don't care, I'll take it with you." Someone crippled his other leg."

"Brother Shan." Fang Shi's voice was low and cold, with a hint of warning.

Brother Shan sneered, and didn't bother with Fang Shi, "Fang Shi, don't blame Brother Shan, there are rules in every line of work, Brother Shan is in this line of work, and Brother Shan also has to eat, if your brother owes you money? Still running away, I can have someone cripple his leg? He deserves it, you said you two were also born by the same mother, how can there be such a big difference, it's so funny."

"I will pay back the money, there is still half a year left, it won't make it difficult for you." Fang Shi endured the sarcasm on the phone.

"Of course you will pay it back. You are not like your unlucky brother. Brother Shan believes in you, but."

When I was in the room, I felt something bad happened.

"Brother Shan is also a part-time job for others. The boss asked you to pay it off years ago. Otherwise, Brother Shan can't help you."

There are three months left before the new year, and it is impossible to get [-] in three months.

"Brother Shan already took good care of you and me when we were in the room. You beat my little brother up and lay him in the hospital for a month. Did Brother Shan touch you? You just made you pay for some medical expenses. Brother Shan has already done his best. , don’t make it difficult for Brother Shan, you still have three months to get the money, or you will take your brother’s life.”

There was a busy tone on the phone, and his hands and feet were cold when he was in the room. He didn't doubt Shan Guo's words at all. If the time was up and the money was not collected, Fang Xiang's life could be saved, but the other leg would not.

He pressed his stomach in the room, got up suddenly and ran to the trash can, bent over and retched uncontrollably. He only ate two buns in the morning, and his stomach was already empty, but he couldn't stop the nausea, and he couldn't tell why. Physiological or psychological, all the physical tears he vomited came out, but he still didn't spit out anything.

Fang Shi straightened up, put his hands on his stomach, and decided to eat something, even if he vomited to death and starved to death, he still had to pay back the money he owed, now he has no time or energy to be angry and think about other things.

The only thing he can do now is to make money, make money, make money, money!Fuck, Fang Shi walked a few steps on the spot, but still couldn't hold back his kick and kicked it on the trash can to vent his anger.

He couldn't do his original job, so he could only find another job. He didn't know what he could do with other jobs, so he originally thought about raising his salary next month.

No matter how hard he worked, he would be able to work as a technician on the construction site, so that he could raise his salary, but now everything is in vain, because the measurement data error caused the later project to be delayed. Then twist, maybe now there is no need to find a job in the cold weather.

But Fang Shi didn't regret it, he only regretted that he was blind and didn't see some people clearly earlier.

He lowered his head and walked towards the exit of the park. He remembered that there was a bustling street not far from the park. Because he was sensitive to job hunting news, he remembered very clearly that a newly opened bar was recruiting waiters. He thought Go and have a look.

This park was even more desolate than I had imagined when I was in the house. After walking for a long time, I didn't meet a single person. The sound in the small square has also become farther away and I can't hear any sound. Everything is extremely quiet.

On both sides of the road, only the lawn lights that are far apart are on, and the rest of the place is hidden in darkness. Occasionally, the wind blows and rustles the yellowed and dry leaves on the trees, like the sound of rain, or like a monster with teeth and claws. howling.

Suddenly, there was a sound in front of me, faintly, like the breathing of some kind of creature, because it was too dark, I couldn't see anything clearly when I looked up in the room, I could only hear the sound of suspected rapid breathing, as if it was still moving, the sound A little bit closer, the fuzzy black mass is about to show its original shape.

When I was in the room, I unconsciously raised my vigilance, and moved my steps to the side a few times.

He originally wanted to avoid it, but when the black shadow came in front of him, he rushed forward and hugged his legs.

When I was in the room, I reflexively wanted to kick it away, but the black shadow spoke first.

"elder brother!"

It's a child.

When he was in the room, he lowered the foot he raised, picked up the phone and turned on the flashlight, and saw the black shadow clearly—it was a beautiful little boy who looked about six or seven years old.

"You recognized the wrong person." When he was in the room, he turned off the flashlight and stuffed it in his pocket, trying to get around the little boy, but when he grabbed the little boy's arm, he found that the little boy hugged him tightly, probably with all his strength Use it.

"Brother, it's so dark here, I'm scared, take me out." The little boy's voice turned into tears.

"You let go first."

"Don't leave me..." It sounded like the little boy was about to cry. "I'm scared. There was a shadow chasing me just now, and it scared me to death." After speaking, the little boy looked up and cried out as if he couldn't bear it anymore.

Looking up in the room, there was no shadow. It is estimated that the child in Taihei was frightened, and kept howling at the top of his voice, but he didn't let go of his legs just like that. The room had a headache.

The child only stopped when he was in the room and promised to take him out. One small hand grabbed the corner of Fang Shi's clothes, and the other hand wiped the tears on his face.

The park is big and deserted. After walking for 15 minutes, I finally reached the road. There are people, and it’s not dark anymore. The little boy is not afraid anymore. He took the initiative to let go of the corner of his clothes when he was in the room. The corner of the clothes has become a wrinkled ball. The little boy is sensible. He smoothed the corners of his clothes with his small hands, bent over and bowed, and shouted crisply: "Thank you, brother."

When I was in the room, I glanced at him without saying a word, turned around and walked away, walked 50 meters, looked back when I was in the room, the little boy didn't move, just squatted down, his face was facing the direction of the road, he didn't know what he was looking at or thinking.

After looking at the room for a few seconds, he turned around and walked back.

The little boy looked timidly at the brother who had left and returned to him.

"Do you remember whose mobile phone number, call him to pick you up." Fang Shi took out his mobile phone and looked at the little boy.

The little boy looked at the room and reported a series of numbers.

The other party quickly picked it up, and pressed the speakerphone in the room, facing the little boy.

A somewhat anxious voice came from the phone. When the little boy heard it, tears flowed down his face immediately, and he cried, "Uncle..."

There was a pause for a second, and the tone was a little flustered, "Tong Yu, where are you now?"

"The South Gate of Polar Park, come here quickly." Fang Shi turned his head to check the direction of the park exit.

The other party seemed to be wondering about the voice in the room, but quickly realized, "Okay, please take care of Tong Yu for me, I'll be right there."

When the room was about to hang up, the other party's voice came again, "Tong Yu, don't cry, uncle will be here soon."

The little boy named Tong Yu was crying so hard at this moment, his face was covered with tears, and he kept nodding to the phone, not knowing that his uncle couldn't see him.

I didn't say anything more when I was in the room, and just pressed the hang up button.

In the room, he didn't know when someone would come over, so he walked to the side bench and sat down, the little boy also sat next to him, calmed down for a while, although he stopped crying.

But his eyes were red and swollen, his face was covered with tears, his two little hands were constantly rubbing together, and he didn't speak. He stared at a certain place in the void in a daze. His appearance was so pitiful and distressing. Coaxing, but I didn't know what to say for a long time, and finally closed it.

The smell of rice wafted through the air, Fang Shi's stomach groaned, the little boy heard it, and turned his head to look at Fang Shi.