Fire to the Abyss

Xia Yan leaned against the door of the ward for a long time, habitually touched the pocket where he often put his cigarettes, suddenly missed the taste of nicotine, smoking it forever and ever.Of course, there was nothing in the pocket.

Lu Yuan's sleep has always been very light, Xia Yan can wake him up even if he turns over. Yesterday he was woken up by more than a dozen phone calls. He must have reached the point of unconsciousness. He actually used " Sleep soundly." The three words were fooled.

If Xia Yan didn't catch Lu Yuan when he fell, and accidentally bumped somewhere, this weak bastard could pass out in one fell swoop. Below zero, the headline the next day was "Shock! Modern version of 'Little Match Girl', man freezes to death in XX cemetery".In other words, he left the cemetery without incident, and then drove straight home, driving in a state of weakness and unconsciousness, and he had to go through a short winding mountain road to get home. Accidents are so common that they take up less space in newspapers than freezing to death.

Just thinking about it so casually, Xia Yan's heart was faintly burning again.

He looked in through the gap in the blinds. There was an empty water glass on the bedside table, and the heartless bastard had already closed his eyes and tilted his head to sleep.The drip of Hanging has played a role, his expression is not as distorted as it was at the beginning, and his sleeping profile has an indescribable tranquility under the cold white light of the ward.

Xia Yan was in a trance for a long time, walked into the ward lightly, leveled the raised bed, adjusted a more comfortable posture for Lu Yuan, tucked in the quilt for him, then turned off the light and went out.

Xia Yan left a note for Lu Yuan: "Wake up and write to me", and then went out to look for food.

It was the Spring Festival, and there were fewer people left behind in the hospital than usual. There were only a few pedestrians in the empty hall, which was completely unlike the usual grand occasion where you have to wait in line for more than ten minutes to take an elevator.This also explains why the hospital cafeteria only opened one window. Xia Yan seriously doubts that the most unpalatable window is open. Except for the porridge, the other dishes are all wilted, as if they have been beaten by frost. like.

Xia Yan looked at the appalling dishes on the plate with clear soup and little water, and politely raised an objection to the overgrown elder sister in the window: "Elder sister, for Chinese New Year, don't you want some meat?"

The eldest sister picked out a small lump of pork belly from the edge of the big vegetable plate and added it to Xia Yan's plate: "Here."

Xia Yan had a toothache: "Sister, I spent fifty dollars for this meal."

The eldest sister raised her head and glanced at him, her expression was obviously saying: "I love to eat, I don't like to eat", then turned around and tidied up, leaving only his fat back. It's over.

Xia Yan ate a meal for 10 minutes, 50 yuan was only five yuan, rationality still defeated the desire to be full, and the taste cells clamored together: "If you continue to eat, we will use up ourselves!" After a few mouthfuls of plain rice, I finally chose to give up.

Xia Yan wandered around the green belt for several times. Before Lu Yuan received the letter, he rested on the bench and saw the sky full of stars when he looked up.

Xia Yan is such a rough person, he can count the number of times he has seen the starry sky with one hand in the past 20 years.These distant galaxies emitted eternal light in an indescribable time ago, and traveled an indescribable distance of light years to reach people's eyes.

Xia Yan silently looked at the stars coming across the sky through time and space, and suddenly remembered the light in Lu Yuan's eyes when he first saw him.

Xia Yan and Lu Yuan have known each other since childhood, but they are not childhood sweethearts.Since childhood, Xia Yan has been a brat who has no one in his eyes. He can't let go of anyone except his father. In Xiao Xia Yan's heart, his father is like a god.Xia Yan learned to brag without a teacher at a very young age——My father is a policeman, super powerful, he can hit ten people with one person, and I will be very good in the future, I can fight one hundred people with one person!

If you blow it once or twice, people will cheer you up, but if you blow it too much, it will become noisy and annoying.Especially when the little boys excitedly gathered to play with toy pistols, Xiao Xiayan said with disdain: "What's there to play with toy guns? My family has real ones!"

Because of this, Xia Yan had no friends since childhood.However, he was not frustrated by this. Instead, he felt like a lonely hero in a movie, who was born to be a chivalrous hero, punish rape and eradicate evil.

Xia Yan was tall and strong when he was a child, and from time to time he made gestures with his father and learned some boxing skills. He felt that he had the potential to be a hero, so when he encountered bullying incidents on campus, he would forcefully stand up for others.With his three-legged cat kung fu and bluffing aura, he is always invincible against ordinary hooligans, but once he stumbled.

At that time, Xia Yan was in junior high school, and after evening self-study, he carried his schoolbag on his shoulder as usual, humming a little song and arrogantly pressing down on the road.Just as he was thinking about why every time he rescued someone, it was a little crying bag full of snot, and he never met a pretty girl who asked him to "save the beauty" once, when he suddenly heard the sound of punching and kicking, Xia Yan shuddered, and ran towards the place where the sound came from.

When I went to the place, I saw a wide alley with an iron gate behind it. In front of the iron gate, a group of social youths were kicking a ball on the ground in a circle. The shape of the ball seemed to be a person.

This group of social youths had their fur dyed in various colors, with various patterns tattooed on their arms, and all kinds of heavy metal chains hanging from their bodies, like a group of majestic roosters.But this group of roosters shouldn't be easy to mess with, because one of them, Huang Mao, was holding a shining long knife in his hand - that's why people passed by, but they turned a blind eye.

Standing at the entrance of the alley, Xia Yan swallowed while looking at the shining knife, feeling that this matter might not be under the control of the little hero Xia Yan, he probably needs to call the police first.But with just one glance, Xia Yan could clearly see the person being kicked on the ground through a row of rough legs. It was a short-haired girl in a dress. The skirt was covered with blood and ash, and it was difficult to see the original color clearly. .The girl hugged her head and curled her body, her small body trembled and trembled when kicked by the cocks, but she didn't make a sound.

Xia Yan's blood surged all over his body, and his rationality was disconnected in time.He stood in front of a few people, threw his schoolbag heavily on the ground, and said his line that had been practiced many times, and the momentum was quite in place: "Let her go!"

This voice successfully attracted everyone's attention, and a group of people stopped to look at him.The yellow hair holding the knife seemed to be the leader of this group of people. He took a few steps towards Xia Yan with a cigarette in his mouth and a knife in his mouth. He squinted his eyes and looked him up. Then he turned around and said: " continue."

The others did continue.

The little hero Xia Yan was ignored by others for the first time, and his anger rushed to his head. With the addition of anger, his force value seemed to be improved. He kicked at Huang Mao's hand holding a knife, and kicked the knife in his hand It's been a long way.

Huang Mao originally thought that he was still a child, and wanted to persuade him not to be full and have nothing to do to help others, but he kicked him suddenly, his arm hurt so badly, and his hair exploded immediately.

He spat out the cigarette, and said with a sullen expression while flexing his wrist: "Everyone, come here, let's deal with this first."

Xia Yan's kick solved the problem, and everyone came towards him.

It was only then that Xia Yan realized that it was purely whimsical that one person could hit a hundred. He would soon be overwhelmed with six or seven attacks, and it was still when these people couldn't figure out how to pick up the knife to deal with him. .Xia Yan quickly changed from fighting to being beaten, even so, he still did not forget the purpose of being beaten, and kept yelling "Run" at the girl on the ground, but he didn't know that the girl heard No, she never moved.

After a while, Xia Yan's beating posture was exactly the same as that of the girl before. He hugged his head tightly and closed his eyes, feeling that those kicks seemed to be kicking directly on his bones. Fully developed bones may be overwhelmed and shattered on the spot at any time.Xia Yan's tears flowed out uncontrollably, and the smell of blood leaked from his tightly biting lips.

Suddenly, there was a scream from above his head, and those who kicked him all stopped.

Xia Yan smelled a strong bloody smell, it was not from a small wound on his body, nor was it a faint wisp from his mouth, the smell was overwhelming, stronger than any bloody smell he had ever smelled.

Xia Yan plucked up the courage to open his eyes, first he saw a pool of blood on the ground, just near his face, and the blood kept flowing down, almost splashing on his face, Xia Yan hurriedly rolled and crawled away a short distance.

Xia Yan looked up along the dripping blood, and saw Huang Mao covering his waist, the blood was flowing out from his fingers.Then Xia Yan saw the girl holding the knife.

The knife was too big for the little girl, longer than her arm. She held the knife tremblingly, the edge of the knife was stained with blood, and the blade kept shaking.She was filthy all over, and against the backdrop of the long knife, her small figure looked even thinner, as if a gust of wind could be carried several miles away.But her eyes were frighteningly bright, with a gloomy cold light, and there was a bloodstain on the corner of her lips, which rose into an incomparably weird arc, and she looked like an evil ghost from the Cold Abyss Hell.

Xia Yan felt that cold gaze seemed to be transformed into a hand, holding his heart tightly.

Huang Mao kept wailing, and the two of them supported him, one on the left and the other on the right, and the rest surrounded the girl, trying to grab the knife in her hand, but I don't know if they were scared by the girl's terrifying expression. Stopped, no action for a long time.

Seeing that several people had already surrounded the girl, Xia Yan pushed himself up and shouted loudly: "I just called the police, and the police will be here soon."

Several social youths looked at each other and looked at him suspiciously.

"Boy, don't cheat."

"That's right, what are you doing after calling the police, looking for a beating?"

"I think this kid has strong limbs and a simple mind. You send the boss to the hospital first, and we will deal with him."

Huang Mao also spoke. He held the bleeding wound on his waist, his tone was weak, but his eyes were like a beast locking its prey. He looked at the girl and said, "Poke a few holes in him before leaving. died."

When Xia Yan heard this, he didn't know where the strength came from. He stood up with his body that was about to be broken, dragged a dislocated lame leg, and ran all the way in front of the girl, panting heavily: "I mean Really, I already told my dad before I came, and my dad is a criminal policeman from the District Public Security Bureau." Afraid that the other party might not believe it, Xia Yan even recited his father's police number.Just as Xia Yan finished speaking, as if to confirm his words, the siren sounded from nowhere, and the sound became louder and louder.

Now I have to believe it, a group of people immediately led Huang Mao away. Before leaving, Huang Mao said to the girl viciously: "This matter will not be left alone." The girl didn't speak, but just stared at him , until he disappears.

Xia Yan let out a long sigh of relief when they were gone, and said to the girl, "Do you have a cell phone? Hurry up and call the police, or they will run away."

The girl put the long knife on the ground, supported the handle of the knife with both hands, and looked at him suspiciously.

Xia Yan explained: "I don't have a mobile phone, and that siren is just a small toy I bought for my brother. Press the switch and it will ring. When they were all around you just now, I secretly pressed it and threw it inside the iron gate."

The girl shook her head, and stood there without moving, looking at him without any warmth, as if Xia Yan was not someone who had just shared a difficult time with him, but just an ordinary stranger.

Xia Yan didn't save people to make people appreciate him, he just wanted to do it, and he didn't care about the girl's attitude, nor did he care about it.This is actually the first time Xia Yan saw someone being stabbed. Although the knife did not stab Xia Yan, the pool of scarlet liquid with a stench was enough to shock people, and his heart kept beating wildly - if it wasn't because the girl was still there Here, he may have been unable to maintain his superficial calm for a long time.

Xia Yan limped and ran to find a passer-by and successfully called the police. When he came back, the girl was still standing there, and Xia Yan sat on the ground, panting and said: "I have already called the police, the police will come soon, you Don't be afraid, I know, you call it, it's called... oh, it's called self-defense."

Although the girl didn't look scared at all, Xia Yan still tried to make his tone sound gentle.

Although the girl's face is dirty, she can still vaguely see that her facial features are exquisite. Xia Yan took a closer look and felt that she might be more upright than the chattering girls in her neighborhood, and she was not noisy at all. .

"By the way, why did they hit you?"

The girl didn't speak or look at him.

Xia Yan's beating heart has also calmed down quite a bit now. He has always had the ability to ask and answer for himself to amuse himself. Ah, if someone bullies you, you can’t keep swallowing your anger. You must call the police in time and trust the police. My father is a policeman, and I will be a policeman in the future. If those bad guys are caught, no one will be bullied. Otherwise, they bully You can still bully you a second time, even if they don’t bully you, they will still bully others, it’s not good, don’t you think?”

The girl finally opened her mouth: "You are really nosy."

Xia Yan was not happy anymore: "It's not right for you to say that. If I hadn't meddled in my business, you would have been beaten into a pig's head today. How ugly is a girl?"

The girl turned her head and squinted at him: "I'm a boy."