bereavement

"I'm sorry," the little boy hiccupped and let go of his arms pitifully, "I was wrong, brother, I'm sorry."

Xie Qin let out a perfunctory hmm in his chest, and was about to leave when he stopped him: "I was wrong."

"What's wrong with you?"

"I shouldn't ask others not to have my brother, I'm sorry," the little boy burst into tears, "My brother will despise me."

Xie Qin looked at him with stupid eyes, confused: "Are you fucking talking in your sleep?"

"I was cheated, I'm so dirty now...can't you accept it..."

Xie Qin was annoyed: "I accept your mother's bastard, talk about half-constipated you."

"...I slept with someone else." The little boy immediately lowered his head, afraid that Xie Qin would be angry with him.

An indifferent "Oh" sounded above his head, the wind was light and the clouds were calm, and it had nothing to do with him.

Xie Qin put on his peaked cap and left the bar, wondering if this little brat had been fooled, what did he have to do with him having sex with others, Xie Qin didn't even know his name now.

The taxi was parked in the unfinished building, and Xie Qin bought a lot of food from a street stall. If Feng Liguang really left, he could only continue to eat junk food in the future.

Among the people Xie Qin knew, he was the only one who knew how to cook. Sun Yang studied as a chef at a technical school. Jiang Yanyu knew not only Chinese and Western food, but also dessert, baking, coffee, and latte art. Xie Qin was the one who taught bartending.

A group of people gathered in the corridor on the third floor. There were many residents on the first and second floors. Xie Qin was a little puzzled. After getting closer, he saw that his door was surrounded by a circle of neighbors. record video.

Xie Qin suddenly had a bad feeling.

He rushed over and pushed the person blocking the way with brutal force. The neighbor who was pushed staggered and fell back. As soon as he stood still, he pointed at Xie Qin's face and cursed.

There was a lot of cursing around, and someone punched him twice in the back. Xie Qin just stood there, motionless.

His heart stopped for a second.

Feng Liguang was lying on the ground, his neck was tilted, his jaw was full of saliva, his left leg was bent into an extremely strange posture, his ankle was placed on his shoulder abruptly, and his whole leg was bent into a semicircle, which looked like a twisted body monster.

When he saw Xie Qin, his eyes widened, and the whites of his eyes were densely covered with scarlet blood, and he was sobbing and unable to speak clearly.

The shutter of the mobile phone clicked, and Xie Qin grabbed the man's mobile phone and threw it upstairs.

The man rushed up immediately, Xie Qin kicked him on the chest, the middle-aged man in his [-]s flew two meters away, and fell to the ground with a "bang".

Xie Qin roared: "Get out!"

Everyone around is scattered like birds and beasts.

Feng Liguang's lips were trembling, but he couldn't make a sound. Xie Qin kicked open the locked door, carried him into the room, squatted down immediately, looked into his eyes and asked, "Who did it?!"

The voice could not suppress the fire, trembling with anger.

"..No way..." Feng Liguang choked up in pain, "..I found her..."

The mutilated old man, with twisted limbs and a crippled leg, still misses his lost wife.

Xie Qin closed his eyes and was speechless.

The world made him sick again and again.

An old beggar who has suffered for most of his life, an old man who has seen countless darkness but still loves life, ended up like this.

Most people who walk on Sunshine Avenue don't know that there is a dark corner called "Cai Sheng Zhe Cut".

Have you ever seen some beggars with disabled limbs and disfigured facial features on the street, who are scarier than monsters?

Is it miserable?Isn't it pitiful?

What if these "monsters" were artificially created.

Where do the tens of 10 people who go missing every year go?

Apart from being illegally trafficked to mountain villages, sold into black factories, and forced to sell silver, have you ever thought that they might be right in front of your eyes.

The beggar you came across inadvertently on the street in the past may be the hope that a missing family has been looking for all their lives.

They had their tongues cut off, hand bones smashed, and even their limbs cut off, and they were chopped into strange monsters by knives and axes.

The sympathy of passers-by has become a money-making tool used by the wicked.

There is too much shit in the cesspit of the world, and it stinks from pile to pile.

There was a thunderstorm above the head, lightning split, and with a "wow", the torrential rain poured down like the sky was falling, the wind roared, and the rain splashed.

Xie Qin squatted at the door, behind him was an old-fashioned earthen house with the door tightly closed.

There were instant noodle boxes, mineral water bottles, and the rain washed away the half-eaten shriveled buns. Xie Qin had a machete at his feet. He had been squatting at the door of this family for four days.

They stayed close to each other, eating, drinking, and sleeping in the area in front of the door. The people in the room put two locks on the door, and Xie Qin couldn't get in, so he could only spend time with him here.

The animal that cut Feng Liguang lived in this house. He was a boy in his early twenties. He stayed behind since he was a child. His parents worked in the county and hadn't been back for several years.

This small dilapidated village is full of mud houses, and the people who live here are all old men and women.

When Feng Liguang was begging on the street, he was beaten by animals and thrown into a truck, and then brought here. There is a gang of beggars in this village, who specialize in kidnapping homeless people for harvesting and cutting, even children. .

The beast didn't dare to go out for four days, and probably had no food to eat. He had only two options, either to starve to death inside, or to come out and be hacked to death by Xie Qin outside.

Xie Qin happened to catch him going out the day he first arrived, and the two of them spattered a puddle of blood at the door. They were so bastard, and they belonged to the same type of people as Xie Qin, from childhood to adulthood.

Xie Qin knocked out two of his teeth, and he couldn't beat him, so he ran into the house and hid.

In the past two days, many old people in the village have persuaded Xie Qin to leave quickly, saying that the gang of beggars will come back soon, and they will definitely help the beasts beat him together, and Xie Qin is likely to be broken into twists in the end.

Xie Qin didn't listen to a word.

There is indeed a better and more legal way to deal with this matter, but he just wants to do it in his own way. Xie Qin is already prepared for the consequences. Get killed.

It was completely dark, and the torrential rain continued, Xie Qin was wet everywhere from his hair to his toes.

He wiped the rain from his face, expressionless.

In the middle of the night, the rain had subsided a little, and the sky was still thundering. Looking out through the crack of the door, Xie Qin was lying on his side sleeping on the ground with his back to the door.

Gao Mingji quietly opened the lock with a low voice, took advantage of the sound of thunder, and quickly pushed the door to escape. He touched the earthen wall and moved far away, staring at Xie Qin closely, not being cautious.

Three, two, one...

Xie Qin counted silently in his heart, he suddenly got up with a knife and rushed towards Gao Mingji.

The latter reacted very quickly, and ran away, screaming and swearing while running for his life, his eyes were red with anxiety.

The pores of Gao Mingji's body were congested, his adrenaline soared, and his desire to escape for his life made him burst out with great physical energy, and he ran at extreme speed in the rainstorm.

Xie Qin chased after him like crazy, his calf muscles were even stretched out with blue veins.

The two ran at a sprint speed for nearly 10 minutes. Gao Mingji was so hypoxic that his eyes became blurred.He turned around twice in a daze, and finally fell to the ground exhausted.

When Xie Qin caught up, he was so tired that his whole body ached. He couldn't even hold the knife, and it fell out of his hand with a bang and fell to the ground.

Gao Mingji lay on his stomach and immediately reached out to grab it, but Xie Qin stepped on the back of his hand.

"Ah—grass!!"

Gao Mingji grasped his wrist and pulled it out hard, Xie Qin stomped hard, his heel was getting harder and harder, and blood flowed out from the sole of the shoe.

"I'll fucking kill you!!"

Fingers connected to heart, Gao Mingji screamed in pain, his five sense organs twitched in pain.

When Xie Qin bent down to pick up the knife, his ankle was jerked violently. He was caught off guard and fell to the ground.

Gao Mingji struggled to get up, and kicked him at the temple. Xie Qin was stunned, his ears were buzzing, but he subconsciously moved his head to the side, narrowly avoiding the fatal kick.

Gao Mingji straddled his stomach, grabbed his hair firmly, and punched Xie Qin hard in the face one after another.

His facial features were bleeding from the beating, the bridge of his nose was broken, and his entire face was mashed with blood, making him completely invisible.

Gao Mingji punched Xie Qin's eyes black, and the next second, he suddenly screamed:

"what!!!!"

Xie Qin's bloody face pulled out a smile, and fiercely, he slashed at his thigh again.

Gao Mingji clasped his hands on both sides of the wound, trembling non-stop in mid-air, blood flowed all over the ground, this giant scar was too frightening, he dared not touch it at all.

Xie Qin got up with his arms on his arms, blood dripping down his chin onto his clothes.

He staggered and raised the knife, and cut the third knife amidst the screams of Gao Mingji's vocal cords being torn.

The thigh was instantly split into two sections, and Gao Mingji passed out.

"Kill me?"

The voice was soft and hoarse, but with a suffocating coldness.

The rain kept washing the blood on his face, Xie Qin threw away the knife, turned around and walked back, his legs seemed to be useless, his steps were unsteady, and he limped and moved forward slowly.

There was a loud "rumbling" thunder, and the torrential rain came again, and the strong wind mixed with air-conditioning beat on the body.

Xie Qin lowered his head, looking like a stray dog ​​in the wind and rain, depressed, numb, and so thin that only his skeleton remained.

Xie Qin was tired of hearing the words "kill you".

Suicide has been lingering for a long time, and he really expects others to end his life. Over the years, he has heard countless people say "I want to kill Xie Qin", but no one does what he says.

Xie Qin hoped that they would free him, but he was disappointed, they were all trash.

Walking out of the village, the dirt road in front of him was turned into mud by the rain. Xie Qin stepped into the mud expressionlessly, step by step, walking feebly and with difficulty.

so tired.

The world keeps beating him up all the time.

He managed to grab a beam of light, mustered up the courage to step out of the darkness, wanted to take a look in the light, but was pushed back viciously.

Feng Liguang brought him into the kindness and warmth, and let him see that there are people who are willing to love and cherish this world no matter how unfortunate they are, and that there are people who can rely on the slim hope to support themselves to live strong.

Xie Qin once really felt for a moment that the world is actually not that bad, maybe he can also try to be like Feng Liguang, believing that human nature is kind and the world is beautiful.

But this stubborn and naive old man, who had never done evil, was hit hard by life again, and his hope was completely shattered.

Why.

How could Xie Qin have the courage to try to accept such an absurd and ridiculous world.

With the last foot out of the mud pit, Xie Qin stood shivering by the side of a pitch-black road, covered in rain, mud, and blood.

Without street lights, you can't see anything clearly. Only when the lightning strikes a momentary light can you see the way.

Xie Qin walked a few steps, and a car horn sounded "beep" behind him.

then.

A path of light was illuminated in front of him.

The rain fell to the corner of his mouth, Xie Qin didn't know why, he felt as if he had tasted a little salt.

His vision was suddenly covered by a layer of blackness, and his suit jacket blocked the top of his head.

Xie Qin stood there without moving.

"Go back."

The familiar command tone is colder than rain.

Xie Qin turned around, bowed his head in silence, his hands clenched into fists, trembling, he was desperately restraining the emotions that were about to collapse.

"Come and hug me."

Jiang Yanyu bent down and covered Xie Qin with his suit to shield him from the wind and rain.

Xie Qin couldn't hold back all of a sudden.

Bumping headlong into Jiang Yanyu's arms, weeping bitterly, a depressive, mournful roar squeezed out of his throat.

Xie Qin firmly grasped Jiang Yanyu's shirt, his forehead hit his chest again and again, he gritted his teeth, his face was covered with blood and tears.

Jiang Yanyu didn't have words to comfort him, he put his arms on his jacket, lowered his head slowly, and kissed the top of his hair lightly.