Ming Tian heard a familiar voice ringing in his ears, and subconsciously grabbed the other person's wrist, just like a poor man clutching the last piece of gold he had left. His palms were cold and sweaty, and he asked uneasily: "Xiao Jinang ? Is it you Xiao Jinang? "
His strength was so strong that his joints were turning green, and his fingertips dug deeply into Xiao Jinang's flesh, unconsciously revealing his inner panic.
Xiao Jinang experienced this feeling called "pain" for the first time in his life. He was stunned for a while when he saw it, and then he realized it and said, "It's me."
He helped Mingzhou up from the ground, his strong arms inexplicably giving people a sense of silent security. He lowered his voice and asked with concern: "Can't you find the way back?"
Ming Zhou's hair was soaked with cold sweat. Under the background of his sunglasses, his face was extremely pale, and even his lips had lost their color. Hearing this, he unconsciously clenched Xiao Jinang's arm, as if afraid that he would leave, and moved his lips with difficulty: "I..."
He finally organized his words: "I dropped my guide stick in the consulting room..."
Xiao Jinang thought to himself that it was like this, no wonder he couldn't find the way tomorrow. He stabilized the other person, always feeling that the current situation was a bit bad tomorrow, and patted the other person's back a little awkwardly, and comforted him in a low voice: "Then I will accompany you back to get the guide stick. Did you fall somewhere just now?" ?”
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a disdainful sneer beside him. It was the tall and strong man who had just bumped into Ming Zhou: "Why are you being pretentious? It was just a bump. It's not made of mud. So I'm afraid of getting hurt." Don't go out."
The other party grunted and turned around to leave. When Xiao Jinang saw this, he didn't know why. He suddenly stepped forward and grabbed his wrist, frowning and saying, "You can't leave."
The tall man was about to get angry when he heard this, but when he turned around, he saw a man taller than himself. His arrogance suddenly weakened by three points. He took a few steps back and stuttered: "You, you, you... what do you want to do?! I Let me tell you, I’m not scared. If you dare to do anything random again, I’ll call the police!”
When passers-by saw this, they thought they were going to fight, so they subconsciously backed away and dispersed. Some even took out their mobile phones and were ready to call the police at any time. However, Xiao Jinang was seen holding the man tightly, then stretched out a hand in front of him, and said calmly: "Bring it here."
The man was stunned when he heard this, then struggled violently: "Bring it here for what? Are you crazy?! Let go!"
Xiao Jinang remained motionless, his fingertips seemed to be made of iron, and he couldn't get away no matter what: "Return his wallet. I saw you stole his wallet just now."
As soon as he said this, there was an uproar around him. Unexpectedly, this person turned out to be a thief. When Ming Zhou heard this, he subconsciously touched his pocket, only to realize that his wallet was missing. It was probably stolen by someone when he was hit just now.
The tall man's face changed slightly when he saw this, and he looked around in a panic: "I tell you, you are a slanderer with red lips and white teeth. Why should I steal his wallet? Let go!"
Xiao Jinang lowered his eyes and looked at his coat pocket, where a light brown leather wallet was exposed. A flash of inorganic blue light flashed through his dark pupils, as if a machine was scanning something in the air: "His wallet is in your coat. , do you take it out yourself, or should I call the police and let the police handle it? "
Hearing this, the tall man subconsciously covered his pocket, and his expression became more and more panicked: "What's his wallet? This is obviously my wallet. Let me tell you, don't bring a blind man here to blackmail someone. I won't do it if you make me anxious." Go call the police!”
Xiao Jinang clamped his wrist a little tighter: "There is my friend's ID card in the wallet. Do you dare to take it out and see it? I will give you the last three seconds. If you don't return it, we will go directly to the police station to solve the problem. ”
The man's face turned pale with pain: "Ouch, ouch, let go! It hurts, it hurts!"
Xiao Jinang's expression did not change, but he added a little more strength: "3!"
The man gritted his teeth and refused to let go: "The wallet is mine, what does it have to do with you?! Just take it out as you say?!"
Xiao Jinang: "2!"
A trace of panic flashed across the man's face. He saw Xiao Jinang staring at him closely, with no intention of letting him go. Finally, he couldn't bear the pressure and compromised. He suddenly took out his wallet and threw it far away: "Give it back to you! "
After saying that, he pushed Xiao Jinang away hard when he wasn't paying attention, turned around and ran outside.
When the onlookers saw this, they exclaimed: "Oh, he ran away! Catch him quickly!"
Immediately, several enthusiastic passers-by rushed forward and pushed the thief to the ground. Upon seeing this, the crowd immediately swarmed up and surrounded the thief. People were taking pictures, people were calling the police, and people were watching the excitement, but it seemed that this place would be deserted and deserted tomorrow.
Seeing the wallet being thrown aside, Xiao Jinang strode over to pick it up, then patted the dust on it, returned to Mingzhou, put the wallet into his hand, and said loudly: "Your wallet , be careful next time, don’t let the bad guys steal it.”
Ming Zhou took the wallet and slowly rubbed the lines on it with his fingertips, only to find that it was indeed his own. He originally wanted to ask Xiao Jinang how he knew that the man was a thief, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back and felt that they were not important.
Maybe the other party saw it accidentally...
Ming Zhou put his wallet back into his pocket and stood there, suddenly not knowing what to say. In fact, he had not been able to recover from the panic of losing his direction just now. In addition, he met Xiao Jinang again, and he rarely showed a bit of helplessness.
Finally, it was Xiao Jinang who spoke first: "You dropped your guide stick in the consulting room. How about I go back with you to get it."
Although he always spoke with a kind of innocence and simplicity that no one else had, he was surprisingly calm and reliable.
Ming Zhou finally did not refuse Xiao Jinang's help this time. After hearing the words, he paused slightly and finally nodded in agreement: "Thank you."
"You're welcome, we are friends~"
Xiao Jinang became happy again, you could tell by his tone. Seeing that Ming Zhou came down without a guide stick, he was a little afraid that he would be hit by someone like before, so he simply took Ming Zhou's hand and led him upstairs: "There are many people here, let me hold your hand~ "
He looked very much like a child when he was holding someone, shaking him slightly as he walked.
Ming Zhou has never been so close to anyone since he was born, not even his nominally crazy mother. Now that he was caught off guard by Xiao Jinang, he inevitably felt a little uncomfortable. However, just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Xiao Jinang seemed to have Sujue turned around and looked at him: "What's wrong with you?"
He scratched his head curiously, thinking that there was something wrong with him tomorrow.
Although he couldn't see Ming Zhou, just by listening to Xiao Jinang's confused tone, he could guess that the other party must have a confused expression now. For some reason, at this moment, he suddenly stopped struggling, just like a fish in a net suddenly calmed down: "...it's okay."
Tomorrow said: "Go back to the consulting room..."
He allowed Xiao Jinang to hold him tightly, and allowed the other party to childishly swing their hands back and forth. At this moment, Mingzhou suddenly felt that something broken in his body was slowly healing, but he I don't know what it is, I just feel itchy and painful.
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The crowd dispersed and it was getting late.
Xiao Jinang accompanied Mingzhou to the office to get back the guide stick, and then said goodbye to him on the roadside. After all, he couldn't follow him home.
Normally, he would take the bus home tomorrow morning, but for some reason, he stood on the side of the road for a moment and finally chose to walk. He used his guide stick to lightly sweep on the road. His back was straight and thin. If you ignored the too slow pace, he looked like a normal person.
Xiao Jinang didn't expect that there would be no traffic stop tomorrow. When he saw the other party struggling to walk on the crowded sidewalk, he frowned unconsciously and felt inexplicably worried. After thinking for a moment, he finally quietly followed behind the other party.
There are so many bad guys now. What if I get hit by someone again tomorrow
With this idea in mind, Xiao Jinang decided to send Buddha to the west and send him home tomorrow. Ming Zhou, who was walking in front, didn't know if he noticed something. His footsteps were imperceptible and he paused for a moment, but then returned to normal and continued walking towards home.
Ding! Attention, host!
Just as Xiao Jinang was quietly following behind, a familiar tone suddenly sounded in his ears,
The villain's degree of blackness has been reduced to 69, please continue to work hard~ Come on, come on, come on!
Xiao Jinang was stunned when he heard it, and he slowly realized that it seemed to be the system prompt sound he had set before, specifically to remind the host of the task progress. He didn't expect that one day he would actually use it.
But this is not important. What is important is that the degree of blackening has decreased~
Xiao Jinang put his hands into his coat pockets and skipped on the road. He still couldn't get rid of the habit of being a diamond. When he was happy, he wanted to spin in circles:
yeah! He's great! On the second day after arriving, the blackening level dropped by 1!
A little lower every day, a little lower every day. If he continues at this pace, he will be able to clear the blackness level to zero in less than two months~
There happens to be a mobile stall selling popsicles on the roadside. An old man is sitting next to the freezer, with a red plastic bench under his butt, and is selling popsicles in an old voice.
The shade of the trees overhead and the chirping of cicadas, the heat and mosquitoes in the air, plus the cool air from the freezer, just outlined the look of the midsummer night that year.
As Xiao Jinang was walking, he suddenly found that the man in front of him had stopped. He fumbled and took out his wallet, and then bought a chocolate nut-flavored ice cream from the old man.
Xiao Jinang also wanted to buy it, but he had no money, so he had to lower his head sadly and kick the gravel on the roadside with the toe of his shoe:
qaq Why does everything in the human world cost money? It’s so annoying!
He was so sad and immersed in his sorrow that he didn't realize that he had bought ice cream the previous morning and did not leave immediately. Instead, he stood there and suddenly whispered into the air: "Xiao Jinang..."
Xiao Jinang heard someone calling him, his ears twitched, and he subconsciously raised his head and answered, "Ah?"
As soon as the words came out, he realized something was wrong. The shout just now was clearly made by Mingchen. Xiao Jinang was afraid that he would find him, so he quickly lowered his head and covered his mouth, trying to hide what he just said.
However, Tomorrow has discovered his location through the sound. There were not many people on this path. Tomorrow I used a guide stick to explore the path. I slowly walked up to Xiao Jinang. When the stick touched the toe of his shoe, he gently withdrew the stick:
"Xiao Jinang?"
The three words "I'm sorry" do not necessarily mean an apology to Ming Zhou, just like the rhetorical tone mixed with the three words "Xiao Jinang" does not necessarily mean doubts and uncertainties.
He was sure that the person in front of him was Xiao Jinang.
Xiao Jinang was a little embarrassed and whispered: "It's me."
Ming Zhou slowly put his hands into his coat pockets. The sunglasses on his nose made him look as unpredictable as a fog. The panic and embarrassment in the mall just now was the scene when the fog cleared. Only Xiao Jinang could see it. .
Ming Zhou's tone was very gentle, without any blame: "You were following me just now?"
Xiao Jinang nodded and told the truth: "I'm afraid it won't be safe for you to walk home alone."
This answer was both expected and unexpected by Ming Zhou. He didn't know why, but suddenly there was a subtle feeling in his heart, which was very strange.
Tomorrow said: "I'm almost home."
When Xiao Jinang heard this, he subconsciously looked around, and sure enough, he found that he was near Mingzhou's community: "Then I'll wait until you enter the community gate before leaving."
Ask him tomorrow: "Is your home close to here?"
Xiao Jinang scratched his head in distress: "It's a bit close, but it's also a bit far."
This is a sign that when he lies, he doesn't know what he is talking about.
Maybe Xiao Jinang should be invited upstairs at this time tomorrow morning, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back. He handed the cold chocolate ice cream in his pocket to Xiao Jinang, even his fingertips were cold, and whispered: "It's getting late, remember to go home early."
When Xiao Jinang saw the ice cream, his eyes lit up for a moment. He didn't expect that he would buy it for himself tomorrow: "Don't you want to eat it?"
Ming Zhou shook his head slightly, although it was hard to tell: "You can eat it. If you like it, I will buy it for you next time. Remember not to damage your teeth. I am not a dentist."
Xiao Jinang was a little embarrassed, feeling that he was always spending tomorrow's money, but the doting in the other person's tone made him feel something indescribable, and he said with red ears: "You are so kind~"
As the controller of this rescue game, he seemed to have forgotten that the person in front of him was a villain. He only felt that tomorrow would be great, everywhere, and couldn't be better.
It was the second time in the morning that he heard Xiao Jinang say that he was a good person, so he suddenly realized that he didn't dislike this sentence very much, at least for now.
Tomorrow: "Then I'm going home. You should go back early. If you have any questions, just call the number on the business card."
Xiao Jinang nodded while pecking at the rice, his slightly curly hair jumping in the air: "Yeah, yeah, I understand."
Ming Zhou raised his head slightly when he heard the words. This movement and perspective made him seem to be watching Xiao Jinang, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything. After a moment, he turned and left.
The gate of the community was right next to it. When Xiao Jinang saw Mingtian entering, he found a seat on a bench on the side of the road. He lowered his head and happily ate the chocolate-flavored ice cream. At the same time, he turned on his phone and looked at the group messages -
The number of people online at this time is 5, and Meng Zhoushan doesn’t know when he went online. But the other party didn't send any messages in the group. He seemed quiet and quite different from the noisy elementary school chicken like Shen Liang.
Xiao Jinang suddenly remembered that Chu Xinian once said that Meng Zhoushan was very good at analyzing criminal personality. If he encountered a problem, he could ask the other party for advice, so he poked Meng Zhoushan privately:
Meng Bian Meng Bian~(〃'▽'〃)I am Little King Kong
At that time, Meng Zhoushan was arranging manuscripts in front of the desk. He saw Xiao Jingang poking at himself, raising his hand to adjust the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, then gently covering the pen, extinguishing the cigarette on his fingertips, and replied :What's wrong
Even though they are separated by time and space, it is still not difficult to feel the tolerance and calmness of the other party.
Xiao Jinang: Why don’t you chat with us in the group~
Meng Zhoushan didn't expect it to be for this reason and couldn't help but smile. He got up and walked to the window, then took out a goblet from the wine cabinet next to him, poured a little red wine, and chatted like old friends: I saw them quarreling, so I didn't say anything.
Remember that Shen Liang was the initiator of the quarrel, Chen Xiao was the master of verbal attacks, Chu Xinian was secretly fanning the flames, and Tang Yan was in trouble. All in all, the group was quite lively today.
Xiao Jinang thought about it. Meng Zhoushan is very mature and will not fight in the group like a child: Editor Meng, I have to start the task of rescuing the villain now. Can you teach me
Meng Zhoushan has read the chat records in the group and read the documents inside. He rested his hands on the window sill, his hair was messed up by the night wind, and his shirt was slightly tight due to this movement. His strong figure was vaguely visible. He was silent for a long time, and then finally sent out a message: Little King Kong, that is a self-narrative book.
Xiao Jinang didn't understand: What is a self-report
Meng Zhoushan raised his eyes and looked into the distance, trying to explain to him in plain language: Or you can understand this book as... a suicide note written by the deceased.
In other words, the author of the book "Ming Zhou" is actually Ming Zhou himself. He recorded his story and regarded himself as a villain in the book. When the story ended, his life also came to an end.
And this "work", which is not a "work", was somehow entered into the database by the system by mistake.
Xiao Jinang actually didn't care about this. He was only slightly surprised when he heard this, but he quickly recovered and asked in confusion: "Then how should I save him? Meng Bian, you are the smartest, can you teach me?"
Meng Zhoushan shook his head slightly: Little King Kong, smart people can also do stupid things.
He didn't know what he was thinking of, and suddenly turned back to look at the living room, where sat a delicate and frail young man in a wheelchair. The other person is still in the recovery period. He is probably tired from practicing walking at this time. He is looking at cartoons on his tablet with his head down and a serious look on his face.
A pot of sunflowers on the windowsill is in bloom.
Meng Zhoushan asked Xiao Jinang: What do you think the villain is
Xiao Jinang: Bad guy.
Just as he uttered these two words, he suddenly remembered that Ming Zhou was also a villain, but he felt that Ming Zhou was not a bad guy at all and was clearly a good person, so he withdrew again as if he was deceiving others.
But Meng Zhoushan still saw it: Little King Kong, some people are born bad people, and some people are bad people acquired. Even bad people can be divided into many types, and villains only represent one opposite, the opposite of decent.
I can't teach you anything, because I myself have also missed something. Although I found it in the end, it can't cover up the fact that I am really not good at saving people.
We always want to believe that most people in this world have good intentions. When they see the weak, they feel pity; when they see the injured, they caress their sorrow; when they see the blind, they light up the night; when they see the lonely, they gather together into a furnace—
We all want to be the redeemer, but most of the time, we are the ones waiting to be redeemed.
Meng Zhoushan said seriously: I don't know how to save a person, but I know you can definitely save him.
Before the crime occurs, after the story begins.
Xiao Jinang didn't understand why he was so sure: Why
Meng Zhoushan only said one sentence that was a bit obscure for Xiao Jinang: because he was not a born monster.
The signal on Meng Zhoushan's side was not very good, and he was disconnected after speaking, so the number of people online in the group became four again.
Xiao Jinang pondered Meng Zhoushan's words over and over again, half-understanding, and finally decided to study it later. Seeing the quarrel in the group, he finally showed up and asked a question cautiously:
Please, can you teach me how to make money
As soon as this news came out, the group was silent for a moment, a deathly silence.
Finally, it was Chen Xiao who broke the deadlock: You just have to sell yourself.
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Just kidding, a diamond that big might be worth more than a billion, so why make money
Xiao Jinang refused angrily: No! ! Little King Kong had already dug out a small piece of the diamond and gave it to Tang Yan. It would not look good if he dug it out again! ! snort! !
Little did he know that these words were like a boulder sinking into water, causing an uproar in the group.
Shen Liang jumped out first and asked with grief, anger and disbelief: What? ! You actually gave him a diamond? ! I am your first host, I am your first time! Why don't you give it to me? ! why why? !
You can feel the anger in him through the screen.
Chu Xinian raised his eyebrows lightly and fanned the wind to light up the will-o'-the-wisp: What else could be the reason why he and Tang Yan have a deep relationship, don't you understand? We are all passers-by.
Tang Yan explained with conscience: He gave the diamond because I have a partner and I need it for my proposal.
Chen Xiao was very happy, the kind of person who was smiling but not smiling: So you think everyone in the group except you is single, right
How new, who doesn’t have a partner yet
Shen Liang: I have someone too! I propose too! Why didn't you give Little King Kong to me? ! for! Varied! What!
Chu Xinian: We are all adults, can you please stop being so fussy.
Shen Liang: I am the host he bound to for the first time! first! first!
Chen Xiao: The first time depends on the situation. The first time you get rich is certainly precious, but the first time you see a ghost is not necessarily precious.
Shen Liang stared: Who do you think is a ghost
Chen Xiao: I’m talking about whoever floats in the sky.
As a former flying diamond, Xiao Jinang suddenly felt like he had been hit ten thousand times. He finally realized that he seemed to have offended someone.
Xiao Jinang poked Shen Liang.
Shen Liang: Don't talk to me, I'm going to sleep.
After saying this, I logged off in a second. Hum, let my wife buy diamonds!
Xiao Jinang poked Chen Xiao again.
Chen Xiao: It doesn't matter, I'm not angry.
Xiao Jinang's eyes lit up: Why
Chen Xiao: Because diamonds are worthless.
Xiao Jinang:…
Xiao Jinang finally pinned his hope on Chu Xinian: qaq, are you angry too
Chu Xinian replied calmly: No.
Xiao Jinang: Really not
Chu Xinian: Not really.
Xiao Jinang: (〃'▽'〃) Then can you teach me how to make money
Chu Xinian only replied with three words: No.
Then it went offline.