On the bone

one by one

The strength of the throat and neck loosened, oxygen was sucked in quickly, and Qin Ran coughed violently due to choking.

He curled up at the other end of the car window, as if he was begging for mercy and instinctively protecting his vitals, his head was deeply buried in the intersecting arms in front of his face, and his whole body was trembling.

For a moment, he really felt that Cheng Xinhai really wanted to kill him, and the hand carrying the murderous intent and anger seemed to be tearing at his heart fiercely.

When I lowered my arms, my face was wet.

The other party sat back in the original seat, rubbed the flames, lit a cigarette, opened his mouth quietly and slowly, the white air dispersed between the two of them like a thick fog, Cheng Xinhai's face was calm, as if he had nothing to worry about. never happened...

"You... have no conscience..." Wiping the stuff on his face, whether it was sweat, tears or saliva, Qin Ran's throat was so hoarse that he swallowed unconsciously, only to realize that it hurt like being cut by a blade: " I helped...you, I took care of your sister..."

"Are you talking about money?" Cheng Xinhai took a deep breath: "I'll pay it back."

"More than money?! Is that all I fucking paid! I'm for you...for you..." The excessively trembling vocal cords caused a sharp pain in the throat, but it was more than that when he couldn't speak.

Qin Ran knew that under his out-of-control emotions, he slipped his mouth when he said something recklessly.

"What for me?" Cheng Xinhai asked him, and repeated: "Say, what for me?"

His bloodshot eyes turned away, Qin Ran rubbed his nose.

"Say it!" Throw the unfinished cigarette butt over.

Qin Ran raised his hand to block it, his lower lip trembled, and he didn't dare to touch Cheng Xinhai's face.

He grabbed Qin Ran's hair from the back of his head and pulled him over. The sudden shortening of the distance between the two made Qin Ran's pupils constrict suddenly. Cheng Xinhai stared at Qin Ran's eyes and said word by word: "Who really sent Liu Yu in?" , you know it well."

His eyes widened suddenly, and a sense of timidity and panic flashed in them.

When Cheng Xinhai let go of Qin Ran, he pushed him hard, and with a bang, Qin Ran bumped into the other end of the car.

Lit another cigarette, intentionally leaned back on the seat, tilted his head back, as if he was looking at something, but also didn't look at anything...

It was the same that night. The coolness of late autumn made his face icy cold, his hands were cold to the touch, and Cheng Xinhai can still remember the cold air from the soles of his feet. The rain was heavy and the sidewalk was slippery. At the entrance of a secluded alley, he stared at the opposite house without blinking.

The door opened, someone poked his head out, looked around, finally looked in his direction, and then waved to him.

He clamped the paper bag under his armpit, put out the cigarette intentionally, walked over in three steps and two steps, and entered the door. Inside the door was a long and narrow old staircase, which creaked under his feet.

He walked up with the people and entered the room. There were three or two people in sight. Just as he handed over the paper bag, the door behind him was kicked open. Several plainclothes rushed in and pressed them to the ground one by one. When they were pulled up, Someone poured out two sealed jet-black plastic bags from the paper bag, palm-sized bags, which contained some finely crushed leaf foam, twisted some out and sniffed it under the nose, the person moved the corners of his mouth, as if smiling, he waved his hand, Let the people in the room be taken away.

Originally, Cheng Xinhai was handcuffed and stood among several people, walking out in a row, but when he passed by the plainclothes policeman, he was stopped. The man patted him on the shoulder and nodded meaningfully to him. In front of everyone, he will never forget the fierce eyes Liu Yu stared at him when he was taken away, full of resentment and killing intent.

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...

"Where were you the night of the accident?" Wu Xinhai asked with the cigarette smoked to the bottom.

No sound.

"You were supposed to go." After smoking a cigarette, he flicked it out of the window, and Xinhai calmly turned his head to look at Qin Ran: "Did you get the letter in advance?"

Still silent.

Cheng Xinhai smiled suddenly: "Why did the policeman pat me on the shoulder and nod to me at that time? He almost said that I did a good job, so why don't you tell Liu Yu that they ordered it from me? I entered the police with the front foot and kicked the door with the back foot. No matter how I look at it, I colluded with them... Fuck, how did you let that grandson do that? Is he a relative of your family? Playing with me like this..."

"No, it's not!" Qin Ran blurted out in surprise.

"At that time, I also thought about whether you might become an informant, and I thought you didn't have the guts. Liu Yu, you dare not mess with it. That bit of marijuana leaves won't last long. Plus, you treated my sister badly when I was inside. It's really good, I don't want to think about it, now it seems..." The faint smile on Cheng Xinhai's face disappeared, replaced by a touch of ferocity: "I should have stabbed you with a knife when I came out."

The words moved the tear glands violently, Qin Ran couldn't help but red eyes: "Xinhai, I don't... I really don't... want to blackmail you with Liu Yu, I have no choice, I don't know how to keep you, I will ……I……"

"Fart!" Cheng Xinhai yelled, "You hang out with them and you tell me you don't want to?!" Before Qin Ran could react, he pulled the other party's waistband and took Qin Ran out of his pocket. The plastic bag that went in, waved his hand and threw it at his face: "What is this?! Keep smoking, show me now!"

Qin Ranfang yelled loudly: "You think I want to find them!! I can't help it, Cheng Xinhai, I can't stand your absence, I want to smoke these things because I feel so uncomfortable, I can't sleep all night," Pulling his hair, tears streaming down his face, he struggled to choke out the words: "I don't want anything anymore... I also want to wait for you to call me by the phone, but will you call me?" ...I don't look for you, you don't look for me at all...I miss you...my mother..."

The gasping became more and more violent, and he couldn't continue. A man tried his best to restrain himself, but couldn't suppress his sobs from inside the car.

The other party only said one word to him, get out.

The shoulders were still twitching, Qin Ran stared blankly at Cheng Xinhai, and heard him say: "Get off."

Whether he didn't understand or didn't want to, Qin Ran remained indifferent.

Cheng Xinhai pushed the door and got out of the car, walked around to the other side of the car door, Qin Ran begged to be dragged out of the car by him, and when he fell to the ground, Cheng Xinhai pointed his finger at him: "Say whatever you want, tell Liu Yu Where do I live, let him come to me, I made a deal with him, if you want to find me again or call me, I will go to him by myself, don’t you just want to kill me? Yes..." Originally Before getting into the car, Cheng Xinhai came back again, pointed at Qin Ran and said, "I've had enough of you, and you've had enough of your fucking life, you tell Liu Yu to let him have a good time, let me die once, if you can't kill me, I'll kill him .”

Then there was a loud bang on the door.

Qin Ran shuddered, blinking his eyelashes vigorously, but no matter how he blinked, he couldn't shed a single tear, like a pile of rotten flesh that had been stripped of its skeleton, paralyzed on the open road.

After the machine stopped, Jiang Yuhan couldn't get up in time. The crying scene and full of emotions exhausted all his strength, and his chest was still rising and falling. In the past, his senior brother Mu Mingyi would come back to pull him up and pat him on the knee Or what kind of dirty soil, there will be gentle pats on the head to kill him, and encouraging praises...

But now, this person just walked quickly to his seat, took out his mobile phone from the coat pocket on the back of the chair, and didn't turn his head or look at him.

His neck hurts from being strangled, and his slapped face is still hot. Jiang Yuhan kept staring at the back of that side, his eyes seemed to grow there, even if the assistant ran over to pull him, he didn't pay attention.

The author says:

It’s a bit cruel in the play, and it’s sweeter outside the play. In the next chapter, Mu Mu will find Ranran, but I’ll have a day off tomorrow and see you on Sunday.