Guilty Records

The gurgling water merged with the sound of the roaring car came into his ears, Tang Zhibai blinked, and finally had a clear light. He was never a brave person, let alone do things that harmed himself for the sake of the righteousness of the world and the people's livelihood. What's more, every brick and tile here is full of untruth.

The red-light district of singing and dancing is a dream, the noisy streets are an illusion, and the number of deaths broadcast on the radio waves is even more cold. He is not indifferent, but he does not understand and cannot blend in.

He often thinks, maybe he woke up and returned to the previous world.

The bustling city there is full of feasting and feasting, and the night singing at the bar downstairs in the rental house can accompany him to sleep. Although it is noisy, it is familiar. At night? The old-fashioned work on the line, the company? On the company typewriter? Always input and record in an orderly manner. Can barely learn anything but can barely live?

Everything is like a jug of strong wine, poured into the throat to get drunk? Many years, and never? Haven't been sober?

Ironically, where is he at home?In his family, he was kicked out of the house. In school, he was outcast and isolated. In life, he was even more lonely. Maybe he was more independent and vague in various changes in the ups and downs since he was a child. He couldn't find it. The ties between him and the world are that his mother is a stranger in terms of blood, and his relatives in the family are alienated. Even if he doesn't care anymore, he still has to greet the people around him with a smile on his face.

He stared blankly at the scenery outside the window, "Jialie, please stop here for a while, I want to walk."

Jia Lie hesitated, "Sir? It's... It's a bit late? It's not safe."

But seeing that his expression was not right, he finally stopped the car by the river.

The breeze blows? The tips of his hair are also blowing rustling leaves. He walks quietly by the Thames River, looking at the sparkling water and ripples. The sound of women washing clothes and children fighting does not affect him. , he let go of his thoughts and just walked quietly like this.

Jialie sent someone to guard the car, and the rest of the people followed him not far or near, not daring to influence him.

Tang Zhibai plucked a green leaf, the lines were clear, and it was painful to touch but still numb. There was actually no difference between coming to this world and going back to the past, they were both the same loneliness, so he never ?Don't complain and be surprised, just want to work hard to live in an orderly manner.

Sometimes there will be such doubts, maybe he is a soul wandering outside the world.In order to get in touch with this world as much as possible and prevent himself from being indifferent to the point of hurting himself, by chance, he raised Louis. The original purpose was to feel the warmth. A large part of the reason was because he saw this... The boy's eyes are the same as his, with the same indifference and loneliness. They are autistic and do not depend on anyone. They are stubborn. They are all people who are outside the society.

Even? Boys? There are many mysteries.

But I didn't expect this child to give him a lot of warmth and concern.

The boy has been silently accompanying him since he didn't say anything, and he can see Louie showing his teeth to other people behind his back, like a little beast, but he never cares about it, because he knows that this boy cares about him, When he was a child, Louis got into the quilt every night and nestled in his arms even naively.Tang Zhibai also felt the same warmth from Lin Xiaoyin. This strange man gave him warm family affection, caring regardless of safety and caring company.

Everything was like the warm sun, and finally pulled back his wandering heart. At that time, he thought, this is how life is going? Well, it's also very good...

But he didn't expect that the operation of the rules of the world is cruel, and the reality always shatters the dreams, and the pieces are like the palm of the hand.

Even if there was no Mo Yi, he survived, but Lin Xiaoyin was still in a coma? To be precise, dead? Lying unconscious on the hospital bed? He couldn't move, and he couldn't even breathe? , his cheeks gradually became thinner, his muscles atrophied day by day, after all... he still couldn't escape? Is fate entangled?Can't even protect the loved ones around you?

A lot of worry and pressure turned him into a coward. He has nothing but can only stubbornly protect Louis from getting hurt. He doesn't want to lose this only warmth.Even though? Later, he no longer denied the speculation, no longer stubbornly avoided, the answer was in front of him, and the child he raised became? The devil in London, Mo Yi, the person he had been looking for all these years right next to you.

He will not blame Louis for the murders of those people under him, let alone blame Louis. In his opinion, even though Louis has laid countless bloody lives behind him, he is the only guardian of this city. He is a person who does dirty things here. He has seen too much in these years. Whether this world is good or bad has long lost its value. Everyone has a ruler in their hearts.

But he began to be afraid again, afraid of repeating the fate of Louis in the book.

In the book, Mo Yi took control of London's economy, forced the imperial power to abdicate, turned the world upside down, and even the queen hanged herself in the palace. He became the king of England, but such a man could not be satisfied, he was not good for women No money? Interested? Even power is lacking interest. Slaughtering blood has become a reagent to stimulate his excitement. In the end, a handful of flames in the palace burned. Everything, the myth about Mo Yi disappeared in the fire. To be reduced to ashes.

Due to his personality, Mo Yi will never become the emperor in the book, but Tang Zhibai is not sure about Louis in reality? He really can't see through Louis' thoughts and state of affairs. , Just like he never knew how Louis was able to develop such a huge family under the eyes of him and Shawy ben Norman.

Even though? He had the confidence to occupy the place in Louis' heart, but several times he could clearly feel that Louis wanted to kill? Him.

He is not afraid of death, he wants to live hard, even if he is very humble, having Louis by his side is enough to be happy.

But what about Louis?What is he thinking?He will never guess.

The nursery rhymes hummed by the children resounded on the river bank, ethereal in the breeze, like a ribbon, with a clear and ethereal sound, without any desire but rather clean.

"The saint sprayed holy water on the soil, and under the guidance of God, she created Margaret, the incarnation of gentleness and holiness... Margaret, Margaret, with long golden hair and a snow-white body, came on the waves..."

"Why was Margaret polluted by darkness, why did she accept the temptation of the devil... Margaret was beautiful and no longer looked old, she sank into the mud..."

As the twilight deepened, the child's voice became mellow and distant. Tang Zhibai leaned against the stone railing, staring at the clear river in silence and indifference, throwing the crushed leaves in his hands into the river, watching them ripple in the water, flowing water Taking the leaves to the distance again? His movements are very mechanical and meaningless.

He wandered by the river today, he seemed to think about it a lot, but he seemed to have nothing. Think about it.There was also a little sarcasm in his heart, why Alyosha Alexander could break his disguise with a few words and make him restless.

A big fish in the river was swinging, brushing its wings, making waves in the quiet night. It was really a big fish.

Tang Zhibai was hit by the splashing water, and the icy cold water immediately woke him up a lot. He wanted to see clearly what was so big in the river, but the sky was already dark, and the Thames was pitch black.He stared at the water in bewilderment, only feeling that there was a giant swimming below, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

People will be stupid if they are in a daze for a long time. He stepped on the stone fence and tried to get closer to the water, thinking that he could see clearly.

The body was suspended in the air, so frightened? He stood around and Jialie's face was pale. Today, Mr. Tang? His condition is really not right. He thought he wanted to commit suicide. He shouted: "Mr. Tang?! Don't get excited!"

It was this? With a roar, he was startled, just stepped on that stone pillar, and slipped hard on the slippery ground!The whole person fell into the river.

Jialie and others on the shore were so frightened that they jumped into the water without thinking about anything.

Tang Zhibai didn't know water, and his head fell down. At the beginning, he made a funny thump before he was completely swallowed by the water.

The bitingly cold river water swallowed his body, his eyes were half-opened, and everything around him was dark. Here, even his thoughts did not slow down. The water kept pouring into his nose, ears, and throat, rushing into the With his brain, he could only move his limbs along with the water flow, as if he had even forgotten about drowning, leaving only death.

The air was drawn from the lungs and became a luxury. At the moment when he was on the verge of death, he was grabbed by the arm and pulled back with great force, and fell into the arms of the man. He was surrounded by the familiar hug and body temperature. His actions were rough and brutal, but he was taken out of the water and regained the rare air. He coughed the water in his nose and kept breathing heavily and terribly.

Several people were so frightened that they climbed onto the shore and pulled them up together.

Sitting on the shore, on the ground, Tang Zhibai felt that he had come back to life, but when he looked around, he found that he had been washed away hundreds of meters in an instant.

There was anger in the man's hidden crisis voice, "What do you want to do?"

Tang Zhibai raised his head, his hair sticking to his forehead, so pitiful? Like a dog in the water, he was very surprised, "Louis?"

He wanted to ask when Louis came, but the water was choking? His throat was extremely uncomfortable, as if it was being burned, and he coughed as soon as he was about to ask.

Louis was also in a panic. His clothes were soaked and his hair was scattered over his shoulders. His expressionless face was stained with anger. His eyes were full of coldness. He stared at Tang Zhibai and said in a deep voice, "You don't come home in the middle of the night. , in a daze here, climb up to the bank of the river and jump into the river?"

Over the years, Tang Zhibai has been very resistant to Louis' anger. Although Louis was angry with him very few times, every time, he was terrified. He didn't even dare to look directly into these eyes, as if the coldness contained in them would freeze him , Stabbed, he didn't dare to feel the temperature of Louis, he was an insecure person, so he was afraid of this?

Knowing that Louis had misunderstood, he slipped his Adam's apple and muttered, "No? No, I just want to see things in the river. It seems that there is a big fish." This reason came from the moment he said it, He himself felt "stupid, at night, when he was watching the fish, he still leaned up to the river bank. He couldn't see clearly. The most stupid thing was to fall into the river. This was self-consolation and absent-mindedness."

Louis was stunned for a moment, and then his brows and eyes became more angry. He grabbed Tang Zhibai's arms and squeezed them tighter and tighter. His arms hurt, and he curled up in Louis's chest and shivered, half from the cold and half from the pain. Tang Zhibai frowned but didn't he? Dare to snort, he knew that begging for mercy would only end in a worse way.

Louie had told him a long time ago not to put himself in danger, otherwise the consequences would be dangerous.He had had enough lessons the previous few times, but this time he really didn't mean it. Unfortunately, he was bumped into by Louis.

"Big fish?" Louis sneered, "After chatting with that idiot Alexander, you came here to see the scenery for three hours. Climb up the guardrail to see the fish. Do you think I'm a fool?"

"It's true. I just wanted to breathe. I didn't want to jump into the river."

Tang Zhibai stared at him with an ugly expression and panicked. Louis would go crazy when he got angry, and would do things with unpredictable consequences. He hurriedly comforted him, "Louis, please trust me," his voice was soft and flattering.

When the cold wind blew, he sneezed. Jia Lie hurriedly took a blanket from the car and covered him with it. It was from Ximo. Tang Zhibai sat on the ground with his head drooping and water dripped from his hair Dripping, wrapped in a blanket so cold? Shaking? He didn't dare to move, but looked at Louis carefully. It was so pitiful that his lips were blue.

Jia Lie saw that the patriarch's face was not looking good, and quickly said: "Don't blame Mr. Tang? He has been restless tonight. He was really careless. It's because we didn't do a good job in security."

The author has something to say: Look at the chicken and fish!Hurry up and develop the plot for me!

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Jiushao;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!