inherent gravity

Then what?have no idea.

You can't call the police, Lao He will be in danger.

But he has been targeted now, the text message on his phone is like a hibernating poisonous snake in his heart, and he doesn't know when he will wake up and take a fatal bite.

While he was in danger, he also wanted to save others.

Kou Xiao's body began to tremble again, the despair weighing on his heart was overshadowed by layers, and Ah San's tragic scene before his death began to flash before his eyes again and again.

I just called Lao He to report safety last night, and Kou Xiao could clearly hear the suppressed sadness on the phone, and it was the same sentence "go home early" that he repeated over and over again.

He might... never come home.

"Kou Xiao? Kou Xiao?" Mu Qing struggled to drag him towards the door with his arms around him, trying to make him stand up straight while speaking softly: "It's okay, cheer up."

"Hui Tianhua." Kou Xiao closed his eyes, and a water mark clearly passed across his profile.

"......it is good."

Now that Mu Qing has also fallen into a depressed mood, it's just that every time he sees Kou Xiao crying, he feels as if he was hooked by a paper clip, but it hurts inadvertently.

Kou Xiao stretched out his hands to cover his face in embarrassment.

The two of them squatted near Tianhua until night fell. During the period, Mu Qing went home and rode the electric bike, and dragged Kou Xiao to eat a meal, but Kou Xiao didn't look up the whole time. Any food is tasteless in the mouth.

Until seven or eight o'clock in the evening, Kou Xiao's posture of staring at Tianhua's door did not change, and Mu Qing could only follow in silence.

The turning point began with a garbage truck.

Kou Xiao moved and sat up straight suddenly.

"What's wrong!" Mu Qing's nerves were tense all the time, and he was frightened by Kou Xiao's actions.

Kou Xiao didn't speak, his eyes were fixed on the car, and he stood up when he saw two people struggling to carry a huge green leather trash can onto the car.

"Do you still have electricity in your car?" Kou Xiao tilted his head, his eyes were clearly bloodshot.

"Yes." Mu Qing couldn't help swallowing: "You want to..."

"Follow up, follow that car closely." Kou Xiao said calmly.

The author says:

I have been thinking about whether the character design will collapse if Kou Xiao is always crying... But in fact, it is human nature to think about it. Sadness, self-blame, powerlessness, anger and hatred are the roots of tears.

Cry if you want to cry! (big hand wave

Chapter 20

◎Kou Xiao was silent for a while: "I will protect you."◎

There has always been a strange rule in the city that no garbage collection is allowed after eight o'clock in the evening.

Perhaps in response to the future call for garbage sorting, departments at all levels are also strictly implementing this measure. If there are garbage trucks running rampant on the road after [-] o'clock in the evening, they will be stopped and fined.

For this reason, each residential building and community has also issued relevant regulations. Just like the building where Kou Xiao lived, if the garbage was not dumped in time by the specified time, they would all have to be fined.

So there are always some lazy people who live high, seeing that the time is almost up, they will open the window and throw the garbage bag out of thin air, facing the garbage chute directly below, and sometimes the rope that fastens the bag will loosen in mid-air. Come on, let's have an eloquent "Goddess Scattering Flowers".If the old lady cleaning up the garbage downstairs saw this magnificent scene, she would go from door to door cursing to ask for an explanation. Kou Xiao would occasionally hear a group of people yelling when he opened the window for air, which was very annoying.

So now that it is past nine o'clock in the evening, it is naturally very strange that there are still garbage trucks appearing on such a street with few people.

"Follow up, follow that car closely." Kou Xiao said calmly.

"Ah? Now?" Mu Qing was a little dazed.

"Hurry up, or I'll drive." Kou Xiao turned up his volume and stared at him.

"Okay." Mu Qing turned around helplessly, and followed the garbage truck from a distance.

"Just... just follow?" Mu Qing twisted the handlebar and was still a little nervous, and Kou Xiao who was sitting behind just hummed and stopped talking.

The garbage truck turned left in front of a small road, and it looked like it was heading west of the city. It was adjacent to the suburbs, and there were some abandoned factories and warehouses scattered around. Usually, few people paid attention to it.

"Isn't the garbage disposal plant in the east of the city? What is it doing there?" Mu Qing asked in a low voice while driving.

"So there is a problem." Kou Xiao stretched out his hand to open the mask. He always felt a kind of breathless oppression in his chest, which couldn't be relieved by the cool night wind blowing on his face. Instead, there were several tiny mosquitoes fluttering their wings. It touched his cheeks and the tip of his nose, and the latter shook his head in disgust.

"Then it won't be dangerous to follow like this, right?" Mu Qing was still a little worried. At this time, he hoped that the car would run out of battery as soon as possible. Just now, several street lights passing by were flickering on and off, which made his right eyelid dizzy. Can't help bouncing up.

Kou Xiao didn't speak, and it took a long time before he mumbled something amidst the howling wind.

"What?" Mu Qing tilted his head slightly.

"It's nothing, if there is danger...", Kou Xiao said and was silent for a while:

"I will protect you."

"...Okay." Mu Qing quickly turned his head back, blushing inexplicably.

The garbage truck following in front turned left again. At this time, the traffic beside him became less and less. Mu Qing paused for a while, reached out and turned off the lights, and drove carefully on the slightly dark road.

The surrounding buildings have become rarer and lower, and the chirping of insects by the roadside has become more and more clear in this cool summer night, and occasionally there can be one or two calls of frogs. If you go a little further, you will be on the outskirts of the west of the city.

Mu Qing had been following carefully from a certain distance, and was a little caught off guard when the garbage truck stopped suddenly, so he hurriedly stopped the truck 200 meters away.

"Be careful." Kou Xiao whispered when getting off the car.

"En." Mu Qing glanced at him, and suppressed the second part of the sentence "It's not that you said to protect me" with a guilty conscience.

Two people got on and off the garbage truck, and with some difficulty, they lifted the green leather trash can down again, took out a black plastic bag from the bucket, and entered a small courtyard next to the warehouse.

Kou Xiao stepped forward quickly after the two were admitted to the hospital, and when he lifted the lid of the trash can, his breathing stopped for a moment.

It's not a bad smell, on the contrary, the bucket is very clean, there is not even any residue of soup.

"What's the matter?" Mu Qing also rushed to look at it, and spoke cautiously.

"This bucket must be filled with something else," Kou Xiao said.

To be honest, ever since Kou Xiao said this, Mu Qing's scalp has already started to tingle.

Such a large barrel, if it is said to hold other things, what can it hold?

"Is it...a corpse?" Mu Qing swallowed hard, "But it's been two days...has it already stinks?"

Kou Xiao immediately moved closer to smell the barrel, but only smelled the plastic smell of the barrel itself.

"I don't know." He frowned, and looked back at the locked courtyard. There were some debris scattered around the door, and there was still a faint burnt smell in the air.

"Turn in." Kou Xiao said after a moment of silence.

"Ah? How do you turn it over?" Mu Qing was taken aback, and stepped forward to look at the iron door wrapped with a thick chain. There were sharp glass shards standing on the top of the wall next to it. It was a very simple and rude way to prevent theft. .

Kou Xiao walked around the small courtyard, raised his head and waved to Mu Qing: "Here."

"What's the matter?" Mu Qing hurried over, and suddenly found a low dog hole covered by weeds under the wall.

"This..." Mu Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Drill." Kou Xiao bent down and picked up a branch, poked at the hole to confirm that there were no rats or snakes, then nodded: "It's okay, you can drill."

"Is there someone guarding over there?" Mu Qing still squatted down worriedly and looked hard at the hole, barely able to get a glimpse of a corner of the inner yard, which seemed to be more chaotic than the outside.

"Okay." He gritted his teeth and was about to drill in, but was stopped by Kou Xiao: "Wait."

"Before you go in...you hold this for me first." Kou Xiao took out a thin and thin thing from his pocket and handed it to Mu Qing. Only by the moonlight did he see that it was a bank card. There is also a string of numbers on the post-it note.

"The password is all on it. If something happens, you can give it to my adoptive father for me." Kou Xiao said, "My home address has been sent to you."

"What... Kou Xiao, what do you mean?!" Mu Qing was taken aback for a moment, then took the card back to Kou Xiao's palm in annoyance: "What happened? Can you tell me what happened?" What's the matter? I don't want it!"

"Keep your voice down." Kou Xiao glared at him with a dark face.

"I don't want it, Kou Xiao, what do you mean?" Mu Qing stared at him, feeling a chill creeping up his back.

At that moment, he really wanted to say, how about we go back.

"...Be obedient, and I will let you hold it." Kou Xiao forcefully stuffed the card into his hand, his tone unquestionable: "I'm afraid that if something happens after I go in, you will drag me behind." Leg, you hold it, be prepared."

Mu Qing didn't understand the logical connection between his words at all, and his face was full of resistance: "No, I..."

"Mu Qing," Kou Xiao's face finally sank, "If you don't take it, you can drive away now, and I will go in by myself."

"Then how can I do it!" Mu Qing became anxious all of a sudden, and after a stalemate for a while, he could only put the card away angrily.