【Summer Five】Iron City Wall

According to the broadcast I heard just now, the factory operates on a shift system, with three shifts a day.Xia You secretly estimated the time for the next rotation, and switched the broom from his left hand to his right hand—his body was covered with injuries, mostly soft tissue contusions and small abrasions.

Wujo was keenly aware of this little movement, and glanced at him: "What's the matter?"

Xia You drove a handful of cinders to Wuzhang's feet, endured the burning pain on his back, and said with a smile, "It's okay, it hurts a little when the adrenaline fades."

"That's true." Wutiao stepped on the pitch-black dregs, and the soles of his shoes were crushed. "How does it feel to stumble and fall into a big hole after close contact with phantom species? Do you dare to be so crazy?"

These words came from the mouth of Wu Tiao, Xia You was so angry that he wanted to laugh: "You are still talking about me? If you didn't go to the chip shop, would I have to go all the way to Dongyi Street to find you? I fiddled with the parser at home, and I might be able to decipher the triple cipher."

That being said, Xia You never considered regretting it.Since he was a child, he had only tasted the pain of burning all within Wutiao, so he didn't dare to look away at all, for fear that this fairy would be swept away by the wind in the blink of an eye.

Wujo ravaged the innocent pile of coal, and didn't speak for a long time.A stream of meandering blood flowed across the left eye, destroying the exquisite balance of the angle of the face, but adding coldness to the always indifferent expression.

He subconsciously wanted to refute, saying that he didn't need others to help him.The first ten years of being bound, suppressed, and limited by rules taught him to resist. Over time, the meaningless act of "talking back" was engraved into instinct, and he rushed out when he caught the opportunity.

But this time, the hurtful words swirled around in his throat for a few times, but he still couldn't leave the tip of his tongue.

Wujo thought of the dust covering the sky, the mournful cry of the phantasmagoria, and the summer oil reaching out to him through the bricks and mud.The injury to the back of his head made his mind dizzy. He was awakened by the thunderous roar of the motorcycle. He barely opened his eyes in the weightlessness, just in time to see the black-haired boy jumping high from the car seat. red.

Xia You seemed to be calling him loudly, even though the voice was jammed between her lips and teeth, so hoarse that it was almost a whisper.

At that moment, separated by the flying sand and rocks and the mourning that resounded through the world, Wutiao suddenly felt a strong desire.He wanted to respond to those hands, he wanted to soothe the anxiety settled between the man's brows and eyes, and he wanted to assure him that he would not leave without authorization—even though what he hated most in his life was the oath.

So against his gradually blurred vision, he said very lightly, firmly and softly:

"I'm here."

"What did you say?" Xia You frowned, "Don't just refute this."

Gotjo was startled, and instantly pulled away from the chaotic and viscous memories, and returned to the furnace factory.Xia You beside him was slowly moving his shoulder joints, and gasped obviously.

——It turned out that I almost said what was in my mind.

But in this situation, Wutiao really can't speak out anymore.He finally let go of the pile of cinders under his feet, swung his broom and rushed into the corner, and answered the words firmly: "It is indeed my fault, I am so grateful that you came all the way to save me."

Why is this person panicking about everything he says?

Xia You was very dissatisfied, but he had figured out Wu Tiao's temper over the years, and it was common for him to get angry with this person regardless.Since he didn't take the initiative to fight back at this time, he probably knew that he was in the wrong.

"I don't blame you," he said patiently, "no one would have imagined such a thing to happen. We can only accept the fait accompli—this is what you say often, isn't it the same this time? The ventilation period is once a month, There are a lot of well-connected people in the underground, if you wait a little longer, you will definitely be able to go back smoothly."

The five one-footed brooms stroked upwards, as if they wanted to shake out the fibers mixed in the bristles.Hearing Xia You's words, he turned back somewhat unwilling to show weakness, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, after a long while, he whispered the word "oh".

The open space in front of the factory was gradually swept out of the way by the workers, and the dense and chaotic conversations lined up in the dark air, like a group of aedes mosquitoes magnified hundreds of times.Everyone seemed to be working, but in fact they were chatting while dealing with inspections, and the foreman didn't come out to take care of them after a few hours.

In it, the subtle embarrassment between Xia You and Wujo was quickly broken by a fish that followed the feed.

"Excuse me, are you new here?"

A young brunette asked cautiously.

He was dressed in the bright orange uniform of the factory, and his soft mid-length hair was loosely tied up with a red rope, revealing a handsome face of Zhou Zheng.His appearance has both Eastern and Western characteristics, and he is presumably a Eurasian mixed blood that has been passed down for countless generations.

This person just squeezed over from the other end of the crowd with a garbage shovel in hand. He seemed to want to talk to the two of them early in the morning, but couldn't find the time.

Xia You only hesitated for half a second, and the man immediately tightened his grip on the shovel nervously, and hurriedly added: "I didn't mean to find fault on purpose! Just now I saw you talking to Sister Liu, I was a little curious..."

"It's all right," Xia You smiled friendlyly, "You're right. This guy was sent down not long ago, and I happened to be on the same journey, so I decided to join you together. If there's something wrong, please invite seniors Forgive me a lot."

He was polite and gracious, with a soft tone and tone.Xia You's narrow and sharp eyebrows were originally quite aggressive, but they were transformed into gentleness and sincerity by his skillful smile at this time, which was pleasing to the eye.

The young man relaxed, and his voice finally stabilized: "Senior, I can't afford it! It's just that you really attracted a lot of attention just now, so I just wanted to come and see... see if you need help."

His eyes were soft, and although his face was covered with dirt, he could vaguely see his original delicate background.While observing him with restrained eyes, Xia You slowly felt the strokes written by the five fingertips on the back.

Safety.

Xia You breathed a sigh of relief almost invisibly, and maintained moderate enthusiasm: "We don't understand anything when we first arrive, and we were still worrying about the future. If seniors are willing to help, we are really grateful."

He paused for a moment, and the young man began to nod almost immediately, his joy palpable: "Of course! You can ask any questions, I..."

Xia You laughed: "Don't worry, I haven't finished yet—what's your name, senior?"

"Ah," the young man was surprised, as if he had just realized that they hadn't exchanged names yet. "I'm Jonny, Jonny Yachtberg."

He has a pair of light gray eyes with a little light at the edge of the pupil, which is a very attractive color.

Xia You: "Well, nice to meet you, Johnny. I'm Xia Youjie, this guy—" Wutiao stuck his head out from his shoulder, and answered lazily, "Wutiao Wu."

"We are all from District Five." Xia You nodded.

Jonny repeated the names of the two over and over several times, put down the trash shovel, and looked expectant.He almost wrote "Quickly Ask Me" on his face.

"Isn't it working time now? Are you just messing around so blatantly?" It was Wutiao who spoke, using his usual long-drawn ending sound, with a subtle sense of irony.

Xia You was furious, glanced at him, and then smiled apologetically at Johnny: "That's what Wu is like, senior, don't be offended. How about we wait until the shift?"

Jonny nodded hastily, as if he didn't dare to come into contact with the five items of light, he picked up the shovel and ran away.

Watching him leave, the friendly smile on Xia You's face peeled off in an instant, like a piece of oil paint that hasn't dried out.

"Wu, I didn't expect you to have no chance to appear this time." He said in a deep tone, "This person... is a bit strange."

Gojo Satoru was still resting on Xia You's shoulders, half-closed his eyes: "The enthusiasm is fake...or unnatural. If you ask me, he looks like a salesman who lures people into a cult."

"It's not necessary." Xia You gently pulled Wutiao off his body, "He shouldn't have lied, and he should do what he should do."

In the past few years, he and Wutiao often went out alone, and visited all the drive armor dealerships in the five districts.Since I just entered the industry and I am young, there are occasions for pretentious negotiations.They were a little caught off guard at the beginning, but then they slowly figured out a traditional but effective social formula - one to sing the red face and the other to sing the bad face.

Xia You, as the "smiling tiger" hand-picked by Wutiao, has always been the one who pretends to be a good gentleman; while Wutiao is quite proud to use his face and natural indifference to play the villain, and even "curse and cry the shopkeeper" glorious feat.

This trick has been tried and tested repeatedly, and with the increasingly sophisticated cooperation of the two, they have fought all over the five districts without defeat.But this Johnny—I don't know whether it's too natural or too clever, he didn't try out many shades.

But as Xia You judged, there is only one thing to do now: collect as much information as possible.They had the meaning of "fishing" when they caused a big commotion before - most of the people who paid attention to the two could use it, and it shouldn't be difficult to find a good brother position according to their preferences.

On the premise of protecting themselves, they can probably use this to break into a certain relationship network in the big hole, and then touch those people who "have the door" step by step.For this reason, it doesn’t matter if this breakthrough is not sincere: anyway, they didn’t really come here to be sworn brothers, as long as they save their lives, it doesn’t matter who they are or what their status is.

This is Xiayou's plan, and it is also "no problem" that has been stamped in the five articles.They know that this road may not be easy, but the two young geniuses have never been held back by any difficulties and obstacles, so they are not afraid of crises and just go forward.

After an unknown period of time, a melodious and undulating bell sounded from the center of the big hollow, which sounded decent at first glance.The voice was loud and sweet, passing through the factory in an understatement, it seemed to take away the backbone of all the workers in an instant, making them sigh and sigh on the ground.

Close to the furnace factory, even if you rest most of the time, you will be sweating after a long period of work.The wound on Xia You's body was wet with sweat, and it immediately stinged inhumanly.

"Shift change!" Wutiao yelled from the side, wiping the blood dripping from his forehead with the back of his hand again.He turned his head and said to Xia You with bloodstains all over his face, "Can you hear what time it is?"

Xia You, who only cares about the pain and can't get distracted: "I don't know."

Wutiao laughed, as if he was happy to see him deflated. "Six o'clock in the afternoon, it seems that at least twelve hours have passed since we fell."

Xia You was no longer astonished by this man's sky-defying calculation ability.

He leaned against the wall angrily and straightened up, the clothes on his back were soaked with sweat, almost completely sticky to the wound, and every time he breathed, it hurt like a needle prick.He controlled himself not to scream, gritted his teeth, and put his hand on Wutiao's shoulder.

The 17-year-old Wutiao is slightly taller than him. Although he is as thin as a bamboo pole, he has a big frame. His broad shoulders and narrow waist are just right for a walking stick.

"Hold on," Xia You slowly exerted force, her warm breath brushing against the bases of her five ears, "Catch the big fish before letting go."

The cleaners swarmed away when the foreman announcing a shift change on the radio.Through the crowd, Joni Yachtberg ran towards them cheerfully, and the floodlights that were turned on successively illuminated the young people.

Xia You smiled at the right time: "Johnny, I'm sorry."