The delicacies did not arouse the appetite, in the midst of depression, six bottles of beer in the stomach, the cunning brother felt a little fluttery, if it was on weekdays, it would be nothing, but today, he felt a little pain in his head, so he raised his head and looked at the balcony under the moonlight, in the haze, Mo Mo's figure was still there, as if he was singing the beautiful mountain song she loved:

The fiery red kapok is lined up in rows,

The little brother who sang the mountain song was waiting;

Sister's red hydrangea swings in the wind,

The hot mountain song will leave you behind.

The cunning brother was fascinated for a while, the love in the lyrics was very beautiful, making people yearn for it, and unconsciously, crystal tears slipped down from his fair and handsome face.

In the beautiful singing, I don't know when, I don't know where a gust of wind blew, Mo Mo was like a weak butterfly, and gently floated away with that gust of wind!

The cunning brother stood up and ran towards the balcony, Mo Mo had disappeared, he looked up at the deep sky, and saw a lonely moon boat ferrying in the heavenly river.

He kept shaking his head and drooping his head, unable to believe that the woman who kept calling him husband would abandon him.

It doesn't feel good to be abandoned!

That dinner, although it was sumptuous, neither of them was happy!

On May Day, Wang Shiyi saw his beloved woman He Xueyi drinking coffee with the big boss, and he was completely dead, his heart was dead, and people had no body.

This May is not peaceful, after Mo Mo returns to his hometown, he may not come back again, the cunning brother is the same as the frost, and he also looks depressed.

After they drank together, it was almost ten o'clock at night, Wang Shiyi said goodbye and walked out with his head down, it was late at night, and the alley of the farmer's house gradually quieted down, and occasionally you could still hear Lin Zhixuan's sad single love song, as if telling a sad past, which sounded very unpleasant.

Walked out of the alley of the peasant house, walked along the Yingren Shihe, and walked forward lonely, the moonlight in May was very cold, Wang Shiyi fought a cold war, and couldn't help but put his hand around his shoulder.

When he returned to the dormitory, Wang Xiaolong was not there, he stayed alone in the huge room, Wang Shiyi felt that his heart was empty, it was very empty, the house was very empty, and his heart was also very empty, so empty that there was not even a cockroach.

Didn't Wang Xiaolong say that he would come back at nine o'clock in the evening?

It's so late, he's still running outside, tomorrow is Monday, and he has to go to work, he's so hard!

Nothing will happen, right?

Wang Shiyi always regarded this orphan as his own brother, and as soon as he thought of this, he took out his mobile phone and made a call to Wang Xiaolong.

After the phone was connected, there was a roar of wind from inside: "Brother Wang, I'm on my way back now, and I'll be there in a while!" Wang Xiaolong said.

It turned out that he was driving back on a motorcycle.

"Okay, you pay attention to safety all the way!" Wang Shiyi said with concern, in this world, Wang Xiaolong is an orphan, he doesn't care about him, who cares about him?

Turning off the mobile phone, Wang Shiyi lit a cigarette and smoked leisurely.

Twenty minutes later, the little dragon returned.

They hadn't seen each other for almost a week, and Wang Shiyi couldn't help but look at him more.

Oh my God, what the hell is wrong with his forehead? At first glance, it's clear that there's a swollen lump.

"Xiaolong, are you injured?" Wang Shiyi asked in surprise.

"Yes!" Wang Xiaolong said with his head down.

"What the hell is going on, what happened?" asked Wang Shiyi eagerly, the swollen lump on his forehead that didn't look like it had fallen, but rather like it had been left behind by someone who had been hit hard.

He ran a black motorcycle outside, was he robbed?

"I was beaten. Wang Xiaolong lowered his head and said.

"You are such an honest person, how can people do it?" Wang Shiyi was shocked.

"I'm robbing other people's business!" Wang Xiaolong replied with his head down, his mouth playing the picture of an hour ago in his mind.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening, and the bustling buildings on Shiyan Street began to dim, and the shopping mall was full of dazzling colors.

In the shadow of the neon lights, Wang Xiaolong stepped on the accelerator and drove in the direction of Taike Company, from the center of Shiyan in the north to the Yingren Stone in the south, almost passing through the entire Shiyan Town.

The buses that run in the town no longer depart at about half past eight in the evening, and those buses zigzag around the streets and alleys of Shiyan Town, and it is basically difficult to wait for the bus at nine o'clock halfway.

In the dim light, on the platform of one person, Wang Xiaolong saw a motorcycle in front of him swimming past in swarthy, like a ghost.

"Beauty, where are you going?" the motorcyclist was tall and loud, and when he shouted, three or five leaves fell from the street.

"Master, how much does it cost to go to Tangtou?" The woman was tired of waiting for the bus for a long time, and couldn't help but ask.

"Beauty, thirty yuan, are you going?" said the driver of the motorcycle as he leaned his motorcycle towards the platform.

"Master, it's so expensive, it's only two yuan for taking the bus, and it's only ten yuan for a motorcycle, it's too expensive, I don't take it." The woman bargained.

"Beauty, it's more than nine o'clock in the evening, the last bus has already left, what are you waiting for here alone? It's so late, thirty yuan is too little, no one will take you except me, send you over, I came home late at night. Seeing the woman's hesitation, the motorcycle man continued to persuade.

Wang Xiaolong saw the two of them bargaining from a distance, the woman didn't get into the car for a long time, he knew that it must be the motorcycle driver asking for a price, if the price was reasonable, that person should get on the motorcycle, otherwise she wouldn't have accosted him.

Wang Xiaolong looked down on those who took advantage of the fire to rob the most, so he "suddenly" lowered the speed of the motorcycle.

In the dark, as soon as the woman saw a motorcycle coming, she beckoned to Wang Xiaolong, but she cooled the sturdy man beside her.

As soon as Wang Xiaolong saw it, he put the motorcycle over, only to hear the woman shouting: "Master, how much does it cost to go to Tangtou?"

Isn't Tangtou near Yingren Rock?

"I'll drop by and go back, five dollars. Wang Xiaolong agreed, the starting price of Shi Yan's motorcycle is five yuan, and he casually shouted a reserve price, making too much money, and his conscience can't get by.

It costs ten yuan during the day, and only five yuan at night, and as soon as the woman heard that the fare was five yuan, she ran towards Wang Xiaolong without hesitation.

Wang Xiaolong heard the sound and looked down to see that the woman was wearing a pair of ten-centimeter-high heels, walking with her body swinging, like a spring breeze shaking a willow tree.

He didn't even notice the tall motorcyclist, stepped on the accelerator, and drove over.

The man suddenly waved a big fist and flew into the air, Wang Xiaolong couldn't dodge, bang, his forehead was hit, and the person almost fell off the motorcycle, when the second punch that was wrapped in a stronger wind flew over, Wang Xiaolong flashed, immediately stepped on the accelerator, and drove the motorcycle away.

The woman in the heels was so frightened by the sight in front of her that she opened her mouth and let out one terrible scream after another in the night sky.

In the midst of that scream, the last bus, with two lights, drove slowly and leisurely, and the woman ran over like a death when she saw the bus coming.

She wears high heels, walks high and low, and runs like a penguin.

The boiled duck flew, and in the dark, the sturdy man snorted fiercely on the ground, turned around, and scolded Wang Xiaolong's back fiercely: "Ignorant stinky boy, ruined my wealth, uncle, next time I let Lao Tzu meet, be careful that I want your life." With that, he rode away on a swarthy motorcycle.

"It's too domineering, business is fair competition, why did he beat you?" Wang Shiyi heard this, and his heart was furious, and he wanted to give Xiaolong that bad breath.

"I can't get used to those who take advantage of people's danger to ask for sky-high prices, there are no buses, and what they call out is sky-high prices without conscience!" Wang Xiaolong was indignant.

"Let's go, Xiaolong, you take me to him, I'll help you get out of this bad breath!" Wang Shiyi became more and more angry the more he thought about it, thinking that the motorcycle driver was active in the nearby industrial park or peasant house, and thought to himself, how can I find out the murderer of the beating in such a big place.

It was the fourth time in his life that he wanted to get into a fight.

The first time was to help He Xueyi get angry, Xiao Wei, a classmate who transferred to another school, teased her, Wang Shiyi made a move, the hero saved the beauty, and also won He Xueyi's love.

The second time was to teach Xiong Er, in the last year of high school, Xiong Er laughed at people who couldn't get into college to go to Dongguan to work, he had a premonition that he was going to fall off the list, and he had a premonition that He Xueyi would spread his wings and fly high and be admitted to the ideal university, he was very disappointed and beat Xiong Er.

The third time he violently beat the driver of the black motorcycle, the hateful driver robbed him of 300 yuan, causing him to work as a grinder, and the road was narrow, so he should not beat him properly, and also took back the lost money.

Tonight, for the sake of an orphan, he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, wanting to strike.

"Technician Wang, no need, he's in the center of Shiyan Town, we're going over now, it's eleven o'clock in the evening, he's already finished, where can we go to find him?" Wang Xiaolong stopped.

Wang Xiaolong was right, it was so late, where could he go to find the murderer who beat people? In the dark night, even if he drove from 100 meters, he might not be able to identify it, and when Wang Shiyi heard this, he sighed and complained: "Xiaolong, why did you run so far? Just run around!"

"Brother Wang, do you think I'm running a black motorcycle? That's just to earn some fuel burning fees by the way, I want to go to every corner of Shiyan, I came out to work, I'm here to find my mother!" Wang Xiaolong was a little angry after hearing Wang Shiyi's complaint.

"Then how much money did you make by driving a black motorcycle tonight?" Wang Shiyi glanced at him and asked.

"Don't mention it, I ran three guests and earned twenty dollars. Wang Xiaolong said, he is an honest man, he is reluctant to make a price, people charge ten yuan, he runs away for five yuan.

"Twenty yuan? Twenty yuan is not enough for your treatment costs, it's not wrong for you to come out to find your mother, you better not run away from this black motorcycle, the risk is very high, and the Shenzhen security team is now rectifying the black motorcycle." Wang Shiyi said without refusal.

Wang Xiaolong is actually an orphan, and in his heart, Wang Shiyi treats him as his own brother.

"I'm not going to run anymore. Seeing that Wang Shiyi was angry, Wang Xiaolong touched the swollen bag on his forehead and said.

That night, after taking a shower, Xiaolong took out a bottle of safflower oil he had just bought from his pocket, and gently applied the sticky substance to his swollen forehead.