Until the blood is broken.
The man half-kneeled on the ground in pain, his entire right arm was held down, he held his head with one hand, his hand was covered with blood, and kept trembling: "You are a devil, you are the devil who came to snatch Shengsheng."
"Shengsheng, run, run!"
"He's a bad guy, Shengsheng run away!"
The man tilted his head, blood flowed into his eyes, his bright red pupils stared at Jiang Jiusheng, and yelled at her to run, Shi Jin hit her once he yelled.
Jiang Jiusheng was stunned, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and they were too stiff to move. He watched Shi Jin throw the fire extinguisher, strangled the man by his collar, pulled him up, and pressed him firmly against the wall, clenched his fists Hitting the man's head hard one after another, his hands were covered in blood.
It seemed that from the moment he saw the blood, or even earlier, from the moment he saw the blood on the back of her hand, he became out of control.
Don't be chaotic in the face of danger, don't panic in the face of shock, stay calm when things happen, Taishan Mountain collapses in front of you and your face doesn't change, the elk rises on the left but doesn't blink, then you can control the interests and be able to treat the enemy.
No, he wasn't like that, at least not in this situation.
Jiang Jiusheng overturned all her previous perceptions of Shi Jin. Not only was he gentle and dignified, but he was also extremely elegant. This was also Shi Jin, the violent and bloody him.
The man's screams gradually weakened.
Jiang Jiusheng said, "Enough."
Shi Jin's movements paused for a moment, but he didn't stop. His fist was hard and fast, and landed on the man's head, abdomen, and hand, the hand that held the fruit knife.
Jiang Jiusheng shouted: "Hit him again and he will die!"
"Then let him die."
His voice was bone-chilling.
Jiang Jiusheng had studied Sanda, and had also taken theoretical classes on self-control of force. In martial arts, Shi Jin like this was enough to be defined as out of control, which was fatal.
She raised her hand and grabbed Shi Jin's hand.
"Shi Jin."
Shi Jin looked up at her, his eyes were scarlet.
She made a deep voice, trembling slightly: "What's wrong with you?"
Shi Jin woke up like a dream, and suddenly let go of his hand, his eyes gradually cleared up, and then panicked and lost, his hands were still stained with blood, he lowered his head and put his hands behind his back.
"Sheng Sheng."
With a trembling sound, like a stick in his throat, he shouted cautiously, occasionally lowering his gaze, occasionally raising it to look at her, but he didn't dare to look at her.
Like a child who has done something wrong.
Jiang Jiusheng had never seen Shi Jin like this before, he was clearly very strange, mysterious and unpredictable, but for some reason, she felt strangely familiar, like a familiar dream in her childhood, standing alone in a quiet alley, He kept walking, gloomy and secluded, but he was not afraid. The scenery along the way was so familiar, but he couldn't find the end after searching, and he couldn't get out.
Shi Jin was like such a dream.
She asked him, surprisingly calm: "Did you follow me all the way to the awards show?"
The man who was beaten beyond recognition lay on the ground, moaning from time to time, and Shi Jin's voice became more and more inaudible: "Yes."
"The car with the license plate number on my birthday is yours?" She was not aggressive, her expression was the same as before, but her eyes were slightly cold.
Without answering immediately, Shi Jin hesitated for a long time before nodding. He was not as gentle and elegant as before. He was a little at a loss, and he spoke very quickly when explaining: "I don't trust you, I'm afraid that having an illegitimate meal will hurt you."
Jiang Jiusheng blurted out: "You are also a bastard."
After finishing speaking, she knew that she had said the wrong thing, and she had no other intentions. She spoke quickly, and she didn't know what disturbed her mind. She wanted to explain but was speechless.
Shi Jin was also silent, looking at her with scorching eyes, feeling sad little by little.
"I-"
The phone rang suddenly, cutting off what Jiang Jiusheng was about to say. She fell silent for a moment, picked up the phone on the ground, and the incoming call kept ringing tirelessly, rushing and anxious.
Jiang Jiusheng answered the phone, listened for a while, and replied, "It's me."
Shi Jin couldn't hear whether it was a man or a woman on the other end of the phone, and what was said, but her expression changed slightly, and she said, "I'm sorry."
She hung up the phone, looked up at Shi Jin, seemed to hesitate to speak, but remained silent for a long time, and finally turned around and left without saying anything.
Shi Jin called her to stop: "Sheng Sheng."
Jiang Jiusheng turned around.
His eyes were like dusty black obsidian, dim and drowsy, Shi Jin said, "I'm different from him."
Different.
Even if he is also an illegitimate child, even if he also moves here to live with her, even if he follows her, even if he loves what she loves and hates what she hates, even if he has done so many crazy and paranoid things, they are not the same.
At least, his Shi Jin's knife will not point the tip at her like that man did.
He paused every word, and repeated: "I am different from him." After a long pause, his vocal cords trembled slightly, and he said, "You are also different from him, and I will not treat you like I treat him."
He is different, and she is also different. Even though she can't see him clearly through mountains and rivers and layers of fog, he can see his appearance in her eyes, just like before...
He hung his hands on both sides of his body, tightened them, then loosened them, and finally rubbed against the hem of the windbreaker to wipe off the blood on his hands.
Jiang Jiusheng's eyes fell on his hands, and after a long time, he looked away: "We'll talk about it when I come back."
"Can you not leave?" Shi Jin asked.
She hesitated for a long time, then shook her head: "You go back first."
He stopped wiping his hands.
she left…
That year when the kapok was blooming, he took her under the tree and coaxed her non-stop.
"Shengsheng, don't be afraid."
"I won't in the future."
"I listen to you, and I will never make a mistake again."
"Don't cry, okay?"
"I don't hurt anyone, I won't hurt anyone again..."
She cried and called him: "Shi Jin."
"I'm here, I'm here."
He knelt before her knees and looked up at her.
But she didn't say anything, and wiped the blood off his hands over and over again with tears in her eyes.
Sheng Sheng didn't like him hurting people, he didn't like his hands stained with blood, he never liked it, he remembered it, and never dared to forget it, no matter how violent his nature was, he endured it very well.
Shi Jin turned around and stared at the man on the ground: "It's all you."
The man on the ground raised his head abruptly, only to see a pair of dark and cold eyes approaching step by step, his beautiful slender fingers curled up and clenched into fists.
"It's all your fault."
At ten o'clock in the evening, a car accident happened at a traffic light two kilometers south of the main road outside Yujing Yinwan.