In the dimly lit room, a black figure sat motionless on the bed.
From the outline, it can be deduced that it is a woman. The light on the tablet in her hand flickers, and the boy on the screen is handsome and handsome, smiling like a spring breeze at the camera. The man brushed the boy's face with trembling fingers, and the dim light illuminated her bandaged face.
After the video is played, the system operates and automatically jumps to the associated video.
"Fruit candy? Will it?"
"Okay, let's play the song."
The teenager in the camera bowed his head, the drumsticks were flying at his fingertips, and the dense drum beats matched the song, rampaging in the small live broadcast room.
Ten or so seconds of wonderful editing passed, and writing appeared at the end of the video.
[Double Twelve Moonlight Party guest, drummer Ji Hui, stay tuned]
The smile of the person holding the tablet disappeared inch by inch.
The corners of her lips squirmed like horrifying scarworms, and the exposed eyes flashed with crazy and frightened light.
She threw down the tablet, leaned out suddenly, and picked up the phone from the bedside.
[Are you going to the moonlight party?]
She quickly typed the words on the screen, fidgeted and waited after sending.
Dozens of seconds passed, and there was no reply.
She gritted her teeth, opened the address book, dialed a number, and brought the phone to her ear.
"Answer the phone..." The light from the screen illuminated her ear bones until a scarlet scar appeared on her forehead. She grabbed the phone and murmured in a daze, "Answer the phone..."
The call was not connected, she did not give up and called again...
"Hi, the number you are calling is off..."
As soon as the cold refusal voice came out, the corners of her twisted and upturned mouth became stiff.
Two seconds later, the phone slammed into the wall hard, and before the sound of impact and shattering could be heard, it was drowned out by hysterical screams.
The bandage man beat himself frantically, his tears and saliva wet the bandage.
"Haunting!" she screamed at the screen, "Why are you always fucking haunting, bitch! Bitch! Die! Die!!! Die!!!"
Villa area
Ji Sheng sat on the small sofa, opened his mouth and yawned.
Xie Xuanming was lying on the bed next to the sofa, this person who was often angry because of inexplicable things was particularly indifferent in some respects. For example, when Ji Sheng alluded to his impediment in sexual ability in the afternoon, this sarcasm, which was enough to make 90% of men fly into a rage, did not shake Xie Xuanming one iota.
He just sneered and said "you can do as much as you get", and then stopped talking to Ji Sheng.
Ji Sheng thought that Xie Xuanming might also have a guilty conscience, after all, he ruthlessly exposed the fact that he was trying to hide today.
"You say you are valuable, prove it to me."
The gloomy sentence in the bathroom has never been said casually.
"Ji Hui" is of course valuable, Xie Xuanming saw this clearly early on.
When Ji Sheng was planning to use Xie Xuanming to find the cause of death in his previous life, Xie Xuanming also silently included Ji Hui in his plan.
The people who killed Ji Hui were hiding in the dark. If they had the guts to make a living person disappear in broad daylight, they might do it again.
Outlaws who ignore the rules of society.
No one would not be afraid of such people, not to mention that Xie Xuanming might even become enemies with them.
Xie Xuanming decided to take the initiative.
He used "Ji Hui" as a bait, and took advantage of the only "valuable" feature of this lowly boy—that face that looked exactly like a dead star, and kept putting him among people related to Ji Sheng, Get those people's attention with the resulting chemistry.
A quiet fishing law enforcement.
Changing to the original Ji Hui, I am afraid that he is still grateful for the resources from the sky, but he never expects that Xie Xuanming has pushed him into the snare of the hunter.
The moment the predator appears, it is likely to be the death of the bait.
It really makes people sigh that they are inhumane and unscrupulous.
Ji Sheng smiled helplessly in the dark, although cooperating with Xie Xuanming was tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger, but he did not intend to disrupt Xie Xuanming's plan.
Although Xie Xuanming's method is vicious, it is also effective. Ji Sheng's status is now passive, and he has no other choice but to rely on Xie Xuanming.
Xie Xuanming's sleeping steady breathing came from his side, Ji Sheng turned his head, looked at his frowning brows, and managed to glimpse the face in his memory from the sharp two lines.
"It's really... It was pretty cute before." Ji Sheng was annoyed, "How come it's become this annoying now..."
Seemingly hearing his low-pitched complaints, Xie Xuanming frowned even tighter, and his curtain-like eyelashes couldn't help trembling.
In the end, I did something bad, no matter how much I pulled two to five to eighty thousand during the day, I couldn't sleep well at night...
Ji Sheng sighed, a little curiosity surged in his heart unconsciously.
What the hell is this guy dreaming about
Xie Xuanming is indeed dreaming at the moment, but unlike Ji Sheng's imagination, what is chaotic in his mind is not a nightmare, but reality.
He dreamed of dirty and closed streets, where gangsters yelled and cursed at the corner, soot and phlegm spit on the uneven floor tiles, wild dogs circled around the garbage dumps, trying to find today's dinner from them, behind the shops in the alleys , children's crying mixed with women's violent yelling... The boy in the hat walked around the smoke, wild dogs and noise, quietly turned into the corner grocery store, and stood still in front of the cabinet table.
This shop is located at the end of the alley. The owner surnamed Ma is watching the shop. It is rumored that as long as you have money, you can get everything you want from him.
"Sleeping pills." The thin boy with a hat put a red note on the table and said in a low voice.
The old horse didn't raise his head: "Not enough."
The slight muffled sound of hitting the glass came to the end of the sentence. A roll of bright red bills was tied with a cheap rubber band, rolling twice on the glass cabinet and stagnating. The boy withdrew his throwing hand with a blank expression: "Is that enough?"
The old horse finally raised his head, glanced at the ticket, moved his eyes up, and glanced at the boy.
The young man looked about fifteen or sixteen, tall and tall, his pale face was hidden under the brim of his hat, and he looked indifferently.
The old horse grinned, revealing a mouthful of dirty gold teeth: "I can't sell you, this thing is a prescription drug, if you eat it to death, the police/police will come to investigate, and I will be in trouble."
The boy pursed his lips and said nothing.
The old horse shook his legs and casually persuaded him: "Young man, what are you looking for in this good time? You are handsome, talk about a few horses and smoke a few cigarettes, what can't be done..."
The teenager picked up the roll of banknotes from the table silently, leaving the first one to put down on the table.
"Rope," he said.
Xie Xuanming walked out of the grocery store, hemp rope was squeezed out from the mouth of the black plastic bag he was carrying, he stuffed the port inside, and walked away.
Xie Xuanming walked out of the alley, when he heard a female voice angrily reprimanding the child on the way.
"Are you trying to piss me off! How could I give birth to a waste like you!"
Xie Xuanming quickened his pace, but he still couldn't help being connected to something...
"You're not from the blood of the Xie family, you bastard." The woman staggered and shouted with disheveled hair.
"Mom..." Xie Xuanming lowered his head and let her beat him, and said in a low voice.
This "mom" irritated the woman who was on the verge of collapse. She pushed Xie Xuanming down hard, and said hysterically: "Don't call me mom, you don't have a mom, you don't have a dad, you are an orphan... I don't have a son like you, get out , Get out of my house, get out! get out!!"
Xie Xuanming's facial muscles twitched unbearably, he opened the door without saying a word, and left the house.
That was the penultimate meeting he had with that woman called Mom.
When we met again, she was a corpse hanging in the center of the room, with long hair and a long tongue. His face was purple and his eyelids rolled up.
She died so ugly that she couldn't tell that she was a beauty in life.
Xie Xuanming wandered aimlessly on the street, and finally settled in a certain bar when it was dark.
It was probably a dark bar, so dark that Xie Xuanming walked in with an obvious underage face, and no one stopped him.
There was a stage in the middle of the bar, and an unknown band was performing on it. The lead singer's pitch was extremely poor. Xie Xuanming glanced at it, and stopped paying attention when he was not interested.
He ordered a cocktail, and while he waited, he remembered something about the woman he should have called "Mom."
Xie Xuanming thought, that woman is really pitiful and hateful, she was tricked by a married man to have a child with sweet words, day and night she was looking forward to the man taking mother and child home and living a prosperous life.
After waiting for seventeen years, the woman finally couldn't stand it anymore and planned to come to her house to make a mess.
Unexpectedly, that person put down an identification sheet, telling her that her own flesh and blood had passed away in childbirth, and that Xie Xuanming was just a child he adopted for fear of her embarrassment, and had no blood relationship with her or the man.
The woman collapsed after hearing this. The dream of a wealthy wife for more than ten years was shattered in an instant. She couldn't face the reality, and she was hanged at home by a rope.
The cocktail was delivered, and Xie Xuanming took a big gulp, burning the spiciness from the tip of his tongue to his heart.
After she died, a strange man came to Xie Xuanming and said that he was his biological father.
The identification sheet is a fake, in order to let her settle down, don't push forward and destroy Xie's family's face.
She is indeed "quiet".
Xie Xuanming looked indifferently at the "father" he had never seen before.
He sincerely said that he owed himself too much, and hoped that he could go home and get corresponding compensation.
No need, Xie Xuanming said, no need.
Whether it is a mother who never loved her, or a father who has never met.
He is not needed.
Not needed by him anymore.
Xie Xuanming raised his head and swallowed the cocktail in one gulp.
This was his first time drinking alcohol, and as he imagined, it didn't suit his taste.
There should be no next attempt.
After the band on the stage performed, there was an accident when they left the stage.
A beer belly man near the stage suddenly grabbed one of the band members and said drunkenly.
"Your lips are so thin...Have you heard of it? People with thin lips have bad luck and fate...but it's okay." The beer belly smiled wretchedly, "Just give uncle a kiss. Uncle is rich, share with you..."
It was a boy who was pulled by him, his face could not be seen clearly from a distance, only the hands beside him were clenched into fists.
But the boy didn't do anything in the end, he just shook off the man with a dark face, and left in another route.
The pay for performances in black bars is less than one hundred, because it is obviously not a cost-effective choice to ruin a night of income on impulse.
Seeing the boy getting closer and closer to him, Xie Xuanming suddenly felt a little funny.
The poor strive to live, the rich strive to die.
Xie Xuanming's family was not short of money, his mother took a lot from the man, and put all her efforts into cultivating him into a "rich man".
Naturally, there is no shortage of food and clothing. Xie Xuanming also has to go to the interest class that rich people's children go to. That man's decent wife and children have luxury gifts. Xie Xuanming also has to have...
The watch Xie Xuanming is wearing now is his mother who heard that the man bought an expensive birthday present for the son of the family, so she went crazy and asked for one for Xie Xuanming...
Xie Xuanming only felt a heaviness in his wrists and a tingling pain in his bones.
The gift condensed by vanity and comparison is more insulting than shackles.
When the boy passed by the table, Xie Xuanming called him to stop.
"Are you short of money?"
"Huh?" The boy was taken aback.
"Give me your hand."
Before the boy could react, he saw the boy who was calling out suddenly, and the younger boy pulled his wrist, took off his watch, and put it in his palm.
"Pawn it or list it on a second-hand website." Xie Xuanming got up, put on his hat, and said in a low voice, "Don't even think about asking prices below five figures."
The boy stared blankly at the valuable watch in his hand, and when he realized that he wanted to return it, the boy had already walked a long way.
He turned around and disappeared through the door.
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