Qi Ranxing slowly opened his eyes, and the living room had already fallen into darkness.

He was still lying on the couch and not moving, just looking at the ceiling in front of him, even if it was just darkness.

A slight cold wind blew in from the window, and the smell of alcohol last night made Qi Ranxing feel sick to his stomach.

He sat up, shifted his foot, and knocked the beer bottle next to his foot to the ground.

Then a few more bottles fell down, like dominoes.

Qi Ranxing followed the faint moonlight shining in and the faint light of other people's lights, and looked at the last wine bottle that fell to the ground.

It was this square, wide whiskey bottle, and he remembered that its flavor was strong when mixed with ice.

It was so thick that he forgot the black fragments that he couldn't see or grasp, and made him forget the feeling of heartache.

Suddenly, the smell of food wafted in, and it was sucked into the nasal cavity by Qi Ranxing, stimulating the nerves in the brain.

The stomach that had turned over the river and the sea was even more burning and uncomfortable, and he felt a hunger that he had never felt before.

He looked out the window at the apartment opposite, the lights were bright, and even the sound of pots and pans colliding with each other could be heard so clearly.

Those faint happy laughter and inaudible words all reached Qi Ranxing's ears.

He was so hungry that he wanted to vomit, but he came back to his senses and looked at the various snack bags stacked on the coffee table in front of him.

Qi Ranxing picked up a few bags and shook them, all of them were empty, and he only threw them aside.

Then he continued to rummage and saw half of the steamed bun that he had abandoned under the toilet paper at some point.

He didn't hesitate to pick it up, put it in his mouth and took a bite, but it was so hard that he couldn't bite it at all.

He put the hard steamed bun back in its place and covered it with toilet paper.

He leaned back on the back of the couch, closed his eyes, and hung his arms at his sides.

Loneliness rushed from all directions like a flood of beasts.

They wrapped around Qi Ranxing's body, tearing him apart, leaving him bruised all over his body, without any strength or courage to resist and escape.

When the world outside the window is completely silent, when people have already fallen into a deep sleep.

Qi Ranxing got up from the sofa, he picked up the woolen coat that was casually placed on the back of the sofa and put it on his body.

After pushing the door open, he walked out of the cold room, in fact, for him, everywhere was the same.

Walking to the door of the staircase hole, Qi Ranxing saw that there were snowflakes floating outside, and he raised his head to look under the orange street lamp.

The fine, dense snowflakes were large and urgent, as if they were about to fall to the ground, and then piled up to cover the original appearance of the earth.

Qi Ranxing tightened his clothes and walked outside the community against the wind and snow.

After walking for a long time, the snow still did not stop, and he came to a construction site, which is a famous development zone under construction.

The city's former "small bridges and flowing water, ancient roads and westerly thin horses" have long been replaced by gray-white concrete.

They always occupy the streams, mountains, flowers and fields silently but quickly in the night, and then pile them up layer by layer.

They always rise from the ground at the beginning of the morning sun, and it seems that they are on a par with the sun, but they block all the light.

Qi Ranxing copied his coat pocket and walked into the construction site, he squatted in front of the steel bars, checking whether the marks were counterfeit.

Actually, it has nothing to do with him at all, but the only thing he can do is what others can do.

No one needs him, he is the one who is spurned, he is the unforgivable, he is a man who lives in darkness forever.

Qi Ranxing frowned slightly, he saw that the mark of a steel bar was repainted and then marked.

He half-stood up, bent over and lifted the steel bar hard, perhaps because the snow had fallen on the steel bar. 258

One didn't hold it up, his hand slipped, and the steel bar slammed to the ground with a clatter.

This loud noise, in the middle of the snowy night, was as terrifying as an explosion, and it also alarmed the contractor and migrant workers who were resting at the construction site.

Before Qi Ranxing could leave, those people came up and beat him violently.

"I've heard that there has always been a nosy neurotic in the past year, and he doesn't sleep in the middle of the night and wanders around the construction site!"

"I thought it was just a trick to scare us, but I didn't expect this person to be there!"

"Are you uncomfortable because you can't eat enough! Mind these idle things! Someone will give you money or someone will give you a house!" The foreman of the contractor pulled away a few migrant workers who were beating Qi Ranxing violently, kicked him in the back, and shouted.

Qi Ranxing coughed up a mouthful of blood foam, he smiled, didn't speak, just panted and turned over and lay on the ground.

"You're talking!" Seeing that Qi Ranxing didn't pay attention to him at all, the foreman of the package felt very unhappy in his heart.

"Lao Feng, this neurotic is a mute!"

"Don't have any more violent tendencies, let's throw him away, and he doesn't want us to cause trouble. A migrant worker said to the contractor.

"Yes, come, you guys will take him and throw him to the edge of the Yellow River. The contractor surnamed Feng said the three migrant workers.

One of the migrant workers said reluctantly: "This is not very good, why use a car." ”

"What if you see us? ”

"You stupid, you use the car even more swaggering! You think you kill people and throw corpses!"

"Hurry! Even though the camera around here is broken. But it will be dawn in a while! There are many vehicles to go to work!" The foreman surnamed Feng urged the three migrant workers impatiently.

I saw that one of the three of them followed behind to sentry, and the other two walked towards the Yellow River with Qi Ranxing on their back, trotting all the way.

Qi Ranxing wanted to break free from them, only to find that his ribs were kicked and painful, and he couldn't move at all.

I think I should have been kicked and broke my ribs, after all, the few hits I just came up with were very powerful.

He was carried to the Yellow River beach by three migrant workers, who put him down and said, "I'm sorry, we are also forced to helpless." ”

"We've put you in this place, it's quite conspicuous, and someone should see you in the morning. ”

"I think you're a homeless person at best, don't do that anymore. ”

Qi Ranxing sat on the mud and sand, pressed his ribs, and said with a painful smile: "Your life is not easy either. ”

"When you go out to work to earn money, you still have to keep your eyes open, know the law and break the law, but I'm afraid that it will be difficult to go home when the time comes. ”

The three migrant workers looked at Qi Ranxing and felt that this person was a fool with a bad brain.

"Where can I make a lot of money!"

"Even if we go to prison, we can build a new house for our hometown, and we think it's worth it. A migrant worker said unhappily.

"If you want to build a house for your hometown, you will cut corners on the houses where people live in the city, and if there is a murder case one day!"

"Do you spend this kind of money with peace of mind?" Qi Ranxing asked.

As soon as the migrant worker heard this, he became angry, and it was the other two migrant workers who grabbed him and persuaded him: "Don't be like a fool, let's go!"

"Hmph, I don't know what's wrong!"

"Die!" the three foremen scolded and left the Yellow River beach.

Qi Ranxing shook his head helplessly and smiled, he suddenly felt the mud and sand under him begin to sink downward.

He said to himself, "It looks like I'm going to explain it here today." ”

"Alas, the Yellow River has an undercurrent and many whirlpools, and I don't know when or where my body will be washed ashore. ”

"That's it. ”