Eight wind does not move

Jiang Yu always feels that he is an outsider in the world, he is a person with little affection, there are indeed many things worth nostalgic in this world, but none of them seem to be that important.

Bai Guangpin is one of the few friends he treats sincerely. He still remembers feeling an unrealistic absurdity when he learned of Bai Guangpin's death.

Living itself is a little absurd. It seems so insignificant to live alone and live with an ant.

"three times."

Jiang Yu couldn't see what was in front of him clearly, he only felt that there was light in front of him, the kind of warm white light that penetrated through the glass, and then the light was blocked, and Zhou Hang's fingers covered his eyes.

Zhou Hang raised three fingers: "This is already the third time."

Jiang Yu has just been transferred from the intensive care unit. Although he is out of danger, he can't speak. Through the oxygen mask, he seems to be wrapped up in something, and he can't move. His eyes first focus on the infusion on the right side. On the shelf, there was a bag of salt water hanging on it. The transparent liquid flowed into his body along the infusion tube. There was also a bag of plasma hanging beside it. The blood type was marked on the plasma. Then he turned his head slightly, looked forward, and saw Staring at Zhou Hang himself.

Zhou Hang's eyes looked at him without blinking, the slightly drooping corners of his eyes made his serious face with a sense of grievance.

Jiang Yu couldn't reply to Zhou Hang, so Zhou Hang went straight on: "For the first time, I thought you hung up with Old K."

"The second time, I thought you really wanted to break up with me."

"For the third time, I thought you were going to hang in my arms."

"There are only three things, don't scare me to death anymore, can you?"

Jiang Yu couldn't speak or move, so he could only stare at Zhou Hang seriously, and Zhou Hang also looked into Jiang Yu's eyes, finally showing a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Welcome back."

Zhou Hang said so, and then he lowered his head and kissed the thick eyelashes.

The door of the ward opened suddenly, and Amon came to visit Jiang Yu with a few people from the protection station. Zhou Hang raised his eyes and straightened up unhurriedly.

"Eh..." Wen Ming, who was walking in front, seemed a little embarrassed, and took a few steps back.

Zhou Hang smiled at the little girl and said, "Brother Jiang is awake."

Amon directly ignored the scene he encountered, and lay down next to Jiang Yu with tears in his eyes to express his missing.

It's a pity that Jiang Yu can't move now, so he can't drive Amon away. Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhou Hang couldn't help feeling a little funny.

When Zhou Hang walked out of the hospital, his face was full of tiredness. He had not been able to sleep well for several days.

The phone in his pocket vibrated a few times, Zhou Hang picked it up, it was senior brother Guan Hong, he pressed the answer button.

"Hey, I heard that you caught a big gang two days ago?"

"Yes."

"I was quite worried when I saw that one person was seriously injured, so I came to ask you." Guan Hong said, Zhou Hang heard the noisy sound from the cafeteria on the phone, and thought that the senior brother should be eating in the cafeteria.

Zhou Hang suddenly felt a little dazed. If he hadn't stayed, then he should be having lunch with his senior brother now, with the slogan "Everything is hard work" posted on it, training every day, and going home as usual.

Life there is too ordinary, like a dream.

"Ah, it's fine, it's basically fine." Zhou Hang said, the senior brother asked a lot of details, Zhou Hang agreed casually, without saying too much, he was a little afraid to recall.

If, if that shot misses even a tiny bit...

Zhou Hang didn't dare to imagine.

"I happen to have to go to the Municipal Bureau, so let's not talk for now, you don't have to worry, I will pay attention to safety." Zhou Hang exchanged a few words and hung up the phone.

He really rushed to the city bureau, he wanted to confirm some things.

"I want to see Sanji." Zhou Hang showed his visit certificate and documents. Sanji is still awaiting trial in the detention center because he is suspected of participating in illegal group activities and failing to report his knowledge.

The last time I saw Sanji, Sanji was no longer the tough guy in Zhou Hang's memory. This time Sanji looked even more haggard, and he couldn't see the old look at all.

"How is Jiang Yu?" Sangji asked directly.

"Almost died." Zhou Hang replied, "Where's your wife and children?"

"It's all good."

"It's fine."

The two were silent for a while, Zhou Hang looked at Sangji, and Sangji knew that Zhou Hang was waiting for his own explanation.

"The black antelope team is developing so well because we have been reselling the confiscated skins to Boss K. The number is small but stable. I took over the black antelope and don't want to continue."

"But it doesn't mean you can stop if you can, right?"

Sangji closed his eyes for a moment, and then opened them again: "I found out that my younger brother, who is raised by a dog, is still in touch with Boss K. I broke his leg that time."

"Now that my own leg is broken, he suggested that I also join the Khamba people. He said that justice is just my own game."

"Huo Qi broke it?"

Sangji sneered: "My brother, he was interrupted."

"That night, you told me about the Kham people. I wanted to save the black antelope and my family. I decided to kill you. The hangover tea will keep you awake. I was ready to do it .”

"Why didn't you make a move?" Zhou Hang asked.

"I don't know." Sangji smiled self-deprecatingly: "It's so easy to kill a person here, I just need to ask someone to throw your body under the cliff, and you will disappear from this world completely."

"It looks like I'm lucky." Zhou Hang said, Sanji didn't reply him, and the two looked at each other in silence for a while, until someone knocked on the door and told Zhou Hang that it was time.

"Actively cooperate with the investigation and take care." After Zhou Hang finished speaking, he got up and walked out.

When he was about to reach the door, Sangji's voice suddenly came: "Zhou Hang, you have always been too easy to trust others, and you won't live long like this."

Zhou Hang paused for a moment, looked back at Sangji, didn't know what to say, nodded, turned around and continued to leave at a faster pace.