[abuse] a leaf boat

"Who are you?" Zhang Bing took the wireless phone, ran to the window, looked outside, only the wall of another building was in front of him, less than two meters away.

"Who the hell are you and what are you going to do?" Zhang Bing's question was thrown out like a bullet, leaving the other end of the phone with no time to respond.The dense speech seems to be self-preservation.

"If you don't talk, I'll hang up." Zhang Bing didn't want to have any contact with this person named Xue Ran, so he hung up the phone immediately.

Not surprisingly, the phone rang again in the empty room.

If Zhang Bing doesn't answer, the ringing of the phone doesn't seem to stop, it will keep ringing, crazily ringing in his head, even in the ends of the world, he may follow him like a ghost.

Because Zhang Bing was afraid, he timidly picked up the receiver again.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person."

Zhang Bing felt bad when he heard this voice.

"Right now, everything about you is still under the control of the Yu family. Without our help, you might end up dying of old age in this city. I think you don't want to."

"I," Zhang Bing faltered, a life-saving straw appeared in front of his eyes, which he could grasp to avoid being rushed to an unknown direction by the torrent.But he was still afraid: "Who are you and why are you helping me?"

"I just mentioned my name, but you still have to figure out your current situation. Your current situation is not very good, and we are not helping you out of kindness. Yu Bo has some problems now, of course these problems The main source is not from him, but you are the key witness. If you are left alone, someone will kill you." The last sentence was read out word by word by the person on the other end of the phone.

Zhang Bing was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he looked around the hut hopelessly back and forth, over and over again, as if he had been trapped in a certain place all his life, and the whole world was so big.

Why is my life so rough, I just want an ordinary life.

Zhang Bing tried to remain calm: "You may have made the wrong call. I am just an ordinary person and have never been involved in a murder case, so I cannot be your witness. Find someone else."

The laughter on the other end of the phone was so cold that it made the stomach chill: "Really? If your parents didn't commit suicide, you are not a witness, but there is no way to go back in history, so you are a witness."

Zhang Bing stood on the ground, as if being knocked down at any time.His eyes were dim, and he squatted on the ground to breathe heavily.

"You, you, how do you know?" Zhang Bing said with difficulty.

"Relax and breathe steadily. We are not bad people. You listen to me quietly. Your parents' relationship is a huge case. Some people want them to die and some people want them to live, but they finally choose to die, resulting in the lack of key evidence. I think you should understand which group of people have evil intentions. Haven't you ever wondered how you passed the political examination as a soldier? They obviously hope to send you farther and farther, even if you don't know anything, you will still Became a thorn in their side. But you came back again, but fortunately there was a place to protect you, but there were wolves eating meat outside. Now you came out alone, without any protection, so those wolves came again, this Isn't it normal?"

The calm tone of the person on the other end of the phone made it difficult for Zhang Bing to breathe.

"They want to hurt you, I think our people must protect you. I think you should understand the cause and effect of this."

Zhang Bing nodded silently.

"Are you scared, hehe. You are so cute, don't be afraid, we will protect you."

"No response, well, you need time to think clearly, and I will call you again."

Just as the other end of the phone was about to hang up, Zhang Bing called out urgently: "Can you really protect me, let me leave Yubo, leave this city, and go to other places?"

Zhang Bing is just a sheep waiting to be rescued in the pit, desperate to grab all the ropes that can be climbed, regardless of what is at the end of the rope.

"Can you really help me?" Zhang Bing asked repeatedly until the other party confirmed.

"You should immediately turn down the room, come to South 22 Road, and find a tea shop where you can drink tea. Someone will pick you up there. Someone will take you to the train. The first place is Shenzhen. If something goes wrong, you may have to be sent to the train. Go to other cities, but you'd better prepare for the worst, and you'll likely end up somewhere far away."

The few place names that Zhang Bing heard were not far or near, they were all in distant places, and they were all simple points.He just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Zhang Bing was picked up by people in the station and boarded the train to Shenzhen smoothly.

Farewell, this cursed city, never to return.Zhang Bing looked out the window, only darkness filled the air.

Zhang Bing is gone, and the city without him is like a dream within a dream that never wakes up, overlapping repeatedly.Yu Bo returned to the original apartment, tossed and turned on the bed, piled everything related to Zhang Bing, and kept the windows open, not wanting to let the smell be blown away.

Originally there was no Zhang Bing smell, just the clothes worn by Zhang Bing and the smell of used objects, but in Yu Bo's memory, it was the only smell that belonged to Zhang Bing.

He thought a lot, thought of their meeting.

However, fortunately Yu Bo didn't collapse, at least he knew where Zhang Bing was.The only thing to do right now is to wait, not to wait for Zhang Bing to forgive him, but to wait for the time when he regains his sanity.Yu Bo couldn't imagine how many crazy things he had done.He didn't dare to think about it, but it was useless, Zhang Bing cried out, begging his voice to be recalled in the confinement room.

Yu Bo was really afraid that he would do more evil things to Zhang Bing.He didn't want to, but when his brain was congested, everything was unimportant, he only thought about Zhang Bing not being able to leave.

There was a knock on the door, which sounded unfriendly.

Yu Bo ignored it and continued to sleep.Apparently someone outside was eager to report.Yu Bo opened the door unkempt, staring at the bodyguard impatiently.

The bodyguards in black suits instantly became weak, each with their hands crossed on their stomachs, looking at each other, not knowing what to say.

"If there's nothing wrong, just get the hell out of here." Yu Bo said, and immediately wanted to close the iron gate.

"That, the person you want to control is gone."

Yu Bo's door was closed until there was only a crack left, and he kicked it open.

"What! Say it again."

"That, the person is gone."

"A bunch of useless trash, what's the use of you, get out, get out." Yu Bo went crazy, and kicked the door: "Come back to me, go check all the records, go get me He lost all the action records before, hurry up and get them for me."

Yu Bo walked back and forth in front of the door, muttering to himself: "He can't leave, he can't leave. He can't leave this city. He's still here. As long as he's still here, we can definitely find him." A week passed , A month passed, Yu Bo's eyes were bloodshot, and the corners of his eyes were red, like a beast after exhaustion.

The phone rang, and he was still able to dash through it, only to get one answer.

"I haven't found it yet."

Yu Bo threw away the phone, rolled onto the bed, and lay on top of the brand-name clothes that Zhang Bing had worn.He didn't want to admit it, but the smell related to Zhang Bing in his memory was gradually disappearing.

Where the hell are you?

Recently, Yu Bo often sits on the chair where he once walked with Zhang Bing, watching strange passers-by walking in front of him.They all seem to be accelerated, drawn into white lines, and converged into a big river.He just sat here quietly, like the protagonist who waited for a person in ancient times.

If one day, Zhang Bing came back excitedly to shop or take a walk in this street, maybe he would have a chance to see him again.

Holding such pitiful thoughts, Yu Bo waited quietly.Even though the rain made beautiful raindrops on the chair, Yu Bo just opened the umbrella and waited, imagining that there was a handsome boy with the same umbrella standing in front of him, facing himself with a long-lost smile.

I knew that I was already addicted to Zhang Bing's drugs, but now I am terminally ill, and there is almost no cure.

His medicine is Zhang Bing, and now he can't find it anywhere in the world.

There are not many times in my life that I am as powerless as I am now, and I am so desperate that I put my fingernails in my palm to find a solution.

After sitting for a long time, the street lamps turned on from far to near.The night has come.

Looking at the deserted street, Yu Bo looked like a homeless man, and when he returned to the apartment, he burrowed into the quilt alone and was depressed.

He couldn't sleep and missed Zhang Bing.My stomach is already hungry, but I don’t want to eat anything. I miss Zhang Binglist’s food, including his delicious fish soup.

Relying on fantasies is not enough to fill your stomach after all, Yu Bo got up and opened the refrigerator, and the bento he bought was not hot, so he chewed mechanically.He relied on the materials on the coffee table, which were Zhang Bing's school records in the past, and were transferred from Zhang Bing's junior high school and high school when he dragged Xiaonian.

Yu Bo wanted to find clues from inside, the key to finding Zhang Bing.

The result can only be in vain, there are only two words of ordinary and ordinary looking everywhere.

Yu Bo is a soulless piece of meat all day long. During meetings, he just sits and stares at him. If it weren't for the loyal employees in the company, there would have been major problems in the cooperation project.

But he didn't stop thinking.The bodyguards were not nervous, Yu Bo fired them all in a rage.But the search cannot be stopped.Perhaps out of intuitive sensitivity, Yu Bo always felt that Zhang Bing hadn't left Wuying City. After all, he had done everything he could to restrict him, and it was not easy for him to leave this city.

However, no information about Zhang Bing's whereabouts can be found in any place, so there is only a blanket search.

Maybe it's because I think too much, and I always feel strange.

Yu Bo picked up Zhang Bing's middle school and high school materials again, thought for a while, and made a call.

"Hello, are you reporter Mo from Wuying Daily?" Yu Bo softened his tone.

"Yes, I am, are you?" There was some doubt on the other end of the phone.

"You may have forgotten me. I'm Yu Bo. You gave me a business card."

Hearing Yu Bo's name, Reporter Mo's tone was also polite and respectful: "I'm so sorry, you said my brain is useless, and I don't even remember you."

"What's the matter, can I help?" Reporter Mo asked.

"It's like this. I want you to help me find someone. After all, you have rich experience and a large network."

"The person you can't find, can I do it?" Reporter Mo was not confident.

"You are a reporter. I think there must be sources of news that laymen don't know. Naturally, there are special ways to find out."

"Okay, since Young Master Yu trusts me so much, then I'll help, as if I were helping a friend. What's her name?"

"Zhang Bing."

"Zhang-? Bing?"

"What's the matter, you know me." Yu Bo didn't understand Reporter Mo's reaction, but he felt unusual and excited, as if he could get some special news.

"I don't know each other. I just feel familiar. Maybe they are acquaintances. We have seen too many people in this line of work."

"That's it," Yu Bo couldn't help being disappointed: "You should be busy, I will bother you later."

Yu Bo hung up the phone and walked to the French window.

"where are you?"

It was raining outside, and the rain crawled on the glass like bugs.

The author has something to say: it's late, sorry for something