He Chusan tossed and turned on the narrow iron bed. The creaking sound from the spring under the bed made him constantly hallucinate, always thinking that it was Big Brother buzzing.
Ulla Ulla's siren suddenly came from downstairs. He jumped to the window with a carp, and saw that it was a fire truck followed by an ambulance to the city. It was estimated which one set off fireworks. house. After heaving a sigh of relief, he noticed the severe pain in his leg, sat back on the bed with a grin, straightened his leg and massaged himself gently.
The eldest brother next to the pillow finally rang. He hurriedly bent over and pressed his legs to pick it up, and he took another breath from the pain, "Hi... Brother Liuyi?"
"What’s wrong with you?"
"It's okay," He Chusan said, jumping out of bed again, and looking out the window again, "Where are you?"
"It's almost here, come down."
"what?"
"Take you to see the fireworks, come down."
He Chusan hung up the phone, put on his coat, leaned on crutches, sneaked to open the door, stuck his head out to take a look, and then sneaked out step by step in the dark.
Just reaching for the door lock, Abba He was drinking violently in the room, "Asan He!"
He Chusan's legs were weak in an instant, and his crutch leaned against the door. He turned around tremblingly, and stammered, "Ah, Dad, I'm going to take out the trash..."
"Snoring... snoring..." Abba He.
"..." It turned out to be talking in a dream.
He Jingying, who was guilty of a thief, quickly opened the door lightly and fled out, rubbed against the wall and jumped down the stairs with one foot, limping and jumping and running, and soon slipped to the alley behind the building.
Before Mr. Xia's car came, he leaned against the wall, gasping for breath, covered in cold sweat, and thought sadly as he bent over and rubbed his sore, injured leg, how could he be so afraid of Dad? When can I bring Brother Liuyi home? You can't hide it all the time and hide it from Dad all your life, right
Xia Liuyi's car was parked at the entrance of the alley, and when he saw his slumped hunched back and sighed, he couldn't help cursing, "How come you look like an old man at such a young age! Come on up!"
He pinched the half-smoking cigarette in his hand and asked in confusion, "Where's your crutch?"
He Chusan, who was pulling the door, was stunned and looked down—he really forgot his crutches by the door!
"..." Come on, my legs were scared by Dad!
He Chusan coughed, "I forgot to bring it, so I can leave."
Xia Liuyi looked him up and down suspiciously, thinking in his heart to take him to the hospital for a re-examination tomorrow.
"Oh."
Xia Liuyi didn't wear a suit and didn't bring a bodyguard. He drove an old second-hand Santana. In the middle of the night, he had a pair of sunglasses on his nose, hair oil on his head, a cheap black leather jacket, and ripped jeans. Like a little boy on the street. He Chusan felt it was novel, and couldn't help sticking out his head to look at him a few more times.
"What are you looking at?" Xia Liuyi glanced at the rearview mirror and frowned.
"You look so young wearing this." Like in his early twenties.
Xia Liuyi snorted.
He Chusan understood that he was doing this to hide people's eyes and ears, so he didn't ask any more questions, but secretly wondered what "things" he was busy with today. Xia Liu drove the car as usual without any flaws - but the more this happened, the more strange He Chusan felt.
Xia Liuyi went around in the middle of the night and drove for about 40 minutes before he parked the car on a small square near the Peak of Taiping. He Chusan was steamed into a drowsy state by the air conditioner in the car, and was snoring when he was shaken by Xia Liuyi.
Xia Liuyi took off the leather jacket and threw it on his head, "It's cold outside, wear it before you come out."
"Take it off and you'll catch a cold..."
"Shut up, hurry up and get dressed and come out and help me carry things!"
He Chu's third set was like a bear. He limped out of the car to help, and together he took out two cardboard boxes from the trunk. At that time, it was already past midnight, and the tourists who came to celebrate the New Year's Eve had already dispersed. Only the weak moonlight left on the square, reflecting the confetti, plastic bags, waste newspapers, lunch boxes and plastic knives and forks. Xia Liu wore a shirt and a sweater, kicked the garbage on the ground into a pile with his feet, and then lifted He Chusan, who was crippled with a crippled leg, took out a few large tubes of fireworks from the cardboard box, placed them a few meters apart, and spread them out. land.
He worked so hard, with an excited and smug smile on his red-frozen face, looked around, pointed to a viewing platform on the back steps of the square and instructed, "He lame! Go there and wait. Go! Go!"
"And you?"
"I'm coming, hurry up! Run hurry up!"
He Chusan limped up the stone steps one step at a time with a lame leg. He just put his hand on the railing in front of the viewing platform, and the explosion sounded behind him. He hurriedly jumped onto the viewing platform with one foot. Looking back - Xia Liuyi covered his ears with his hands and ran towards him with a big laugh! Behind him, a dazzling beam shoots straight into the sky, blooming with the greatest splendor in the sky full of stars!
"Chirp! Bang!"
Xia Liuyi ran in front of him with a smile on his face, and slapped his face with two cold palms, squeezed his face into a sandwich, and looked up with his head, " Hey! Stupid?! Look at the fireworks! Don't look at me!"
"You look better than fireworks."
"Less numbness! Shhh, look!"
"Chirp! Bang!"
Another bunch of golden beams plunged into the night, banging out a ball of light like a flower! Then came the red, the green... The scattered colorful lights and shadows fell down one after another, like a rain that irrigates the night, washing the sky with bright water.
I have never seen such a glorious He Chusan so close, and my heart is beating like thunder. As if he couldn't bear any more colors, he closed his eyes heavily, and then turned his eyes to Xia Liuyi beside him - this big boss with his hands like a cloud and calling for wind and rain, just like a child who has never seen a novelty toy. Usually, they looked up at this fireworks that only belonged to them without blinking their eyes, their mouths opened wide, and they gave a very excited smile.
He Chusan raised his head to look again at the dazzling sky, but his hand reached out to the person beside him, groping for the palm of the other side, his fingers intertwined...
"Chirp! Bang!"
When the last fireworks were exhausted, He Jingying was full of tenderness and gently took the hand of Big Brother Xia, ready to bring him over for a romantic kiss. As a result, Xia Liuyi threw him away with a slap of his hand, his face full of excitement, "Wait! Another one!" He turned his head and ran away.
"..." He Chusan.
Not long after, Xia Liuyi came back with the background sound of "啾-啾-" again, strode back, and explained to him in high spirits, "This is called 'Shuangfeiyan', and I send two shots at a time! There will be more in a while. Each of them is 'increasingly high', and after it explodes, it will rush to the top again!"
"..." He Chusan found that the boss actually had a lot of research on these things.
Xia Liuyi raised his head and didn't look at him, he was happy to himself, "Damn, I've wanted to play for a long time! In the past, Xiaoman was timid, so he wouldn't let me go if he dragged me!"
He Chusan seized the opportunity to be tender and affectionate, "Then will I play with you every year in the future?"
Xia Liuyi slapped his mouth and pulled him into his arms, "Shut up! Your fucking mouth is the most annoying, look at the sky!"
He Chusan stretched out his tongue and licked his palm, but he was knocked on the injured leg by Mr. Xia's knee, and he groaned and dared not move.
These two children in their twenties watched the fireworks on the top of the mountain hand in hand for an hour - Mr. Xia really bought the amount for ten years in one go, and He Chusan's neck was sore. Of course, halfway through, he finally got his wish and had a romantic kiss with Xia Liuyi under a grand firework - halfway through the kiss, he was pushed away by Big Brother Xia, because he was in a hurry to let go.
Are you dating me or a date with fireworks - He Chusan is a little sour.
The last shot was a squib, and it didn't respond for a long time after it was lit. Xia Liuyi scurried back to prepare to re-light the fire. As soon as he approached, he was slapped in the face with "啾!". Fortunately, he avoided quickly, only blackening his face and burning his forehead.
He Chusan hurriedly ran down to see him with a lame leg, and couldn't stop smiling at his big black face. The angry boss Xia pressed him to the ground and punched his ass, but He Chusan pulled him down by the neck, and the two rolled into a ball laughing.
In the chaos, someone's foot suddenly kicked the squib that was lying on the ground, and there was another "chirp!" sound, and then the machine guns were spinning around like "chirp! chirp! chirp! chirp!", forcing the two of them to jump Get up and cover your butt and run all over the square.
"I'm grass!" "Be careful behind!" "What the hell!" "Pants! My pants!"
…
At four o'clock in the morning, they drove down the mountain in a smoky and smoldering way—to the point of being smoky and sneezing from the cold. The car stopped in front of a traffic light at the foot of the Lan Kwai Fong slope. They took time to look at each other through the street light outside, and couldn't help laughing.
"When I go back, Dad will scold me to death, hahaha," said He Chusan, who was sitting in the co-pilot this time, wiping away his tears. A big hole was burned in his trousers.
"You have me miserable?" Xia Liuyi had a black face, and the top of his head and his forehead were scorched.
"Hahaha, Sister Xiaoman is right, I can't let you play this."
"..." Xia Liuyi did not speak.
He Chusan suddenly realized what he had said, and thought that Xia Liuyi was hurt, so he closed his mouth and looked nervously at Xia Liuyi.
Xia Liuyi didn't look at him, his eyes were fixed on a few people on the corner.
Under the dim yellow light, three street gangsters were forming a circle, punching and kicking a person curled up on the ground.
The man was beaten silently, covering his head and stomach without resisting at all. Suddenly a necklace hung with a small wooden board fell out of his clothes, and was kicked aside by one of the gangsters, breaking the chain. He reached out to grab it, and was trampled back by a few thugs.
Before He Chusan could see the man's face clearly, Xia Liuyi parked the car on the side of the road, opened the door and strode out.
He put his hands in his trouser pockets, walked over and said to the bastards, "Go away."
"Fucking black charcoal head! Who are you? Dare to take care of Lao Tzu's business!" "Crazy! Beat him to death!"
He Chusan, who knew that his fighting power was weak, hid in the car. Seeing that Xia Liu didn't take out his hand from his trouser pocket, he just kicked the other three and fled with his two long legs. If you speak ruthlessly without any new ideas, I will find Brother XX to come back and kill you!
Xia Liuyi folded his hands and looked down at the man curled up on the ground.
The man's hair was dirty and messy, his wide suit jacket was wet and wrinkled, and he smelled heavily of alcohol. Lying on the ground, he slowly reached out and touched the nearby small wooden board, picked it up and stuffed it into his trouser pocket, without raising his head to look at Xia Liuyi - obviously he didn't bother to care who the black-faced boy who saved him was.
Xia Liuyi sneered, "This is Lord Qiao's territory. If he finds out that you fell here drunk, what do you think he will do to you?"
The man heard Xia Liuyi's voice clearly, and suddenly turned his head to look at him, his anger instantly stained, "Xia Liuyi?!"
"Thank you Sir," Xia Liu said, "I take you as a character, how come you can't play after only three or two games? It's too valuable to come here to buy drunk and seek death."
He Chusan had also approached at this time, and was surprised to find that this was the policeman who drove to the mountains to rescue him that day, and the one who arrested Xia Liuyi.
Xie Jiahua didn't seem to be completely drunk, and almost instantly took away the anger and impulsiveness on his face, and returned to his usual indifferent and sullen look, leaning against the wall and swaying to stand up, "This is not a game of two wins in three games. , Xia Liuyi, if you continue to do evil like this, one day you will die without a place to be buried..."
Xia Liuyi grinned, "Xie Sir can still stand firm and be ruthless! You said that if I killed you right here and found a trash can to throw it away, who would know?"
"Brother Liuyi," He Chusan pressed his hand that was about to pull out his trouser pocket, and said anxiously, "This person saved me."
Xia Liuyi frowned and looked at He Chusan.
He Chusan went on to explain, "He was the one who saved me from Master Qiao."
Xie Jiahua swept his gaze to him with contempt, "You are still following this underworld, you are a clean college student, what benefits did you receive from him? Do you know how many people were destroyed by selling white powder? Gambling halls, loan sharks, forcing people to be chickens…”
"Speak clearly!" Xia Liuyi interrupted him, "It is voluntary to come to me to be a chicken, and you can charge tens of thousands a month casually, which is better than being a policewoman under your command!"
Xie Jiahua sneered, and then said to He Chusan, "The day you took him in last year, he burned and killed more than a dozen people in the villa in the middle of the mountain, and no one who was alive dared to identify him. When I rescued you, he burned to death at the North Point Pier. nine people..."
Before he could finish his words, Xia Liuyi pushed He Chusan away and punched him in the face, "You fucking spit! Your superior didn't teach you? You need evidence! Thank you Sir!"
Xie Jiahua fell to the ground, gasped heavily, and suddenly jumped up and punched Xia Liu's chin in return!
Xia Liuyi was caught off guard and stumbled several steps back after being beaten by this punch. He Chusan hurried to help him, heard Xie Jiahua gasping behind him and continued, "...The crime scene found a team suspected to be related to him. Pistol, the gun went missing that night! The informant who told me where you were locked up that day was killed a week later! Today, he also made a big deal with the Thai drug lord, linking O to the The anti-drug team is playing around a lot—how sinister and how evil the person next to you is, you really don’t know?!”
Xia Liuyi wiped his mouth in embarrassment, looked at the blood on the back of his hand, and spat, "Xie Sir is indeed a scholar, and even a lawyer is ashamed of making up a story! Why don't you say it's you Xiang Qiao Master made up his relationship with me, caused him to be arrested by Master Qiao, and finally you pretended to be the savior of the world, what a fucking good show!"
"Shut me all up!"
The senior inspector and the big boss who were scolding each other were stunned for a moment. They turned their heads to look at the person who dared to teach them aloud - He Chusan bent over and leaned on the knee of the uninjured leg, raised his head and frowned at them. .
"It's half past four, you guys are going to be arguing here until dawn? Xie Sir, you won't go to work tomorrow? Brother Liuyi, won't you go to the company? Anyway, if I don't go back, I will be discovered by my dad. My dad got angry and came to Lion Rock. Shake three times."
He took a step forward with a lame leg and dragged the black-faced Xia Liuyi, "I don't have a car, and I have to trouble Brother Liuyi to take me back. Thank you Sir, take a taxi back by yourself, if you can't stop the car, you can walk back. It’s also good to sober up on the road.”
He pressed Xia Liuyi into the cab, closed the door for him, and limped around to the co-pilot to get into the car. The car was silent for a long time, but finally the accelerator was banged up, and the big horn beeped and drove away.
On the street in the early hours of the morning when the street lights were dim, there was only Xie Jiahua who was leaning against the wall and vomited. He bent down and choked several times, spit out the last bit of gastric juice, swayed back a few steps, and sat down against the wall.
He wiped the filth on his face, and used his fingertips to gently hook out the small wooden board in his trousers pocket.
"It's time to sober up..."
The small board, two fingers wide, was a miniature spirit tablet with a person's name engraved on the front and "1958.8.13-1983.2.4" on the back.
The man was only 25 when he died, what a young and alive age. It has been nine years since the tragedy happened, and the deceased is like this, but he still can't find the slightest clue of the murder that year, and knows nothing about the truth. His belief in correcting the righteous path and his unwillingness to join forces are just naive jokes in the eyes of others, and he has collided with reality again and again in the wasted years. Bitter sparks.
Today, the New Year's Eve of this year, is the fourth day of the second month of the Gregorian calendar, the memorial day of his friend Tang Jiaqi, but he still failed miserably.