dust and ash

Danger

"What's wrong with you, being hunted down?" I tried to breathe steadily, "Go to my place, it's nearby."

"No," he said through gritted teeth.

"Come on, I've invited you."

"It's dangerous to be with me," he said word by word, "it will hurt you."

"Then you want me to watch you bleed to death like this?" I grabbed his hand and walked southwest.

Every time he took a step, he would tease me once, with a more stubborn temper than a cow.

"Go faster, I don't want to be in heat on the street," I said hoarsely to him.

Still reluctant, he tugged at my wrist.

I stopped and looked back at him: "I'm in a hurry to pee, you want to see me pee standing on the street?"

He didn't speak anymore, only coughed twice occasionally.

I dragged the cow home and rubbed against him involuntarily while helping him with the wound.

The skin on his lower abdomen was torn apart, and there were many glass shards in the skin.

I happened to have a U-shaped yarn cutter near me and I used that to pull the pieces out.

"Can't you go to the hospital?"

He grunted.

"I guess so," I hand him two ibuprofen and watch him swallow.

He lay quietly on the bed, looking drowsy.I grabbed the tissue box and plopped down on the rug.

"Do you mind if I fuck it now?"

He didn't say a word at first, but when I got excited, he finally got excited, and suddenly said to me: "Don't do your job, quit your job."

I panted heavily: "Don't talk...I won't do it...Where can I go..."

"Go home."

"I don't want to go back home..."

"..."

track

For the next month, I didn't see Duan Xiaojue again.

I saw him again, at the bar of the Weir Bar.I pushed through the crowd, and when I came to the bar, he had already disappeared at the door.

I chased them out, but no one was there.

I started looking around for signs of him.I know he will come again.I seem to have an extra eye, waiting for him to appear all the time.

Finally one night, I found him at the door of the store.

He is nearly 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and big hips, and he always likes to wear black hooded clothes.Although there are quite a few hooded parties in our area, my intuition tells me that the man standing on the corner of the street is him.

I asked Mo Yuyan to ask for sick leave for me, striding forward to follow, through the red light district, to the Dam Square.After teasing around, he entered an alley, and when he came out, he was seen entering a building.

I walked over and the door was locked, so I couldn't get in.

I can only wait.Fortunately, the door was quickly opened from the inside, and I went in and went up the stairs.The doors of some rooms were open, and sparse sounds came from inside.In some rooms, the doors were closed tightly and the lights were not on.

When they reached the fourth floor, the door of a room was wide open, the lights were dim and dim, and a deep and rough voice sounded: "Come here."

Seeing Duan Xiaojue's familiar face appear in front of me again, I almost couldn't help hugging him.

"Did you find out?" I asked knowingly.

But he seemed to be a different person, with a paralyzed face, and he even forbeared to the extreme: "You go back, it's not convenient for me."

Hearing what he said made me even more curious.

"Is there someone in your room?" I said, "Isn't it Jinwu Zangjiao? No, you should not be married. How can a person like you get married?"

He just smiled, leaned against the door frame, folded his arms, and waited for me to leave.

"It's fine if you don't welcome me, then I'm leaving," I turned around and took two steps, thinking why I didn't catch up, the pace has been slowed down by me.

If you don't hold me back, we will have nothing to do in the future.Strangers do not meet each other, life and death are always separated.