"Where is this?"

"My family, uh.... I rented a house. ”

At dusk, in a low-rent house on the second floor of an old building in the east of the city, a middle-aged man in a black suit woke up, and his indifferent pupils subconsciously revealed something called murderous aura, and then he noticed the young man who was squatting at the door and decocting medicine.

Wisps of white smoke floated in the air on the walls that had been yellowed by oil smoke, but the young man's eyes looked extremely serious.

"Did you save me?" the middle-aged man's voice was still a little hoarse.

"Ah, so to speak. ”

Lu Xiaodao scratched his head, sat on a small bench and fanned the flames under the medicine jar with a fan, "I don't think your situation is suitable for being sent to the hospital, so I carried it back." ”

The middle-aged man had time to look at his surroundings, a large bed had already taken up most of the house, very simple and even poor furniture, a dim incandescent lamp overhead illuminated it all, the metal window frames were rusty, and the chest of drawers that was very popular in the eighties and nineties was placed in the corner.

As the sun sets, you can still hear the sound of neighbors stir-frying and children playing outside the door.

The middle-aged man covered his chest with his right hand and said, "Thank you." ”

Lu Xiaodao shook his head and filled a whole bowl of the boiling potion in the medicine jar with a porcelain bowl. Then he stood up.

The middle-aged man looked like a taciturn man and shook his head slightly.

Lu Xiaodao was stunned.

"What are you doing?"

"I don't have to drink medicine. ”

"But I drank it myself..."

......

The great man once said that there is nothing more embarrassing in the world than self-inflicted affection, but in some cases it can also ease the strange atmosphere between two people with completely different auras.

The middle-aged man's indifferent aura that no one should enter, and the kind of casual aura on Lu Xiaodao's body that let you fall apart, and I don't even look at it, finally disappeared at this moment.

The air returned to normalcy and silence.

The middle-aged man was silently healing his wounds on the bed, Lu Xiaodao stared outside the door for a long time, wanting to see if the other party would be full of colorful light like a novel, and even ready to quickly close the door and talk nonsense with the neighbors, but after waiting for a long time, he found that there was nothing unusual at all, so he was a little disappointed.

Lu Xiaodao was bored, and suddenly shifted his eyes to the corner cabinet.

A snow-white short sword of more than three inches was placed on the top of the cabinet, which looked like a toy at this time, but Lu Xiaodao clearly remembered that the flying sword on the other side of the bridge rushed directly to his head, but fortunately, it suddenly stopped three meters away from him, and then fell to the ground weakly, sparing his life.

So Lu Xiaodao was extra careful at the moment, for fear that this "Sword Master" would be in a bad mood and pierce his head with a sword, which would be too embarrassing.

As a result, for some reason, the moment Lu Xiaodao's eyes fell on the short sword, the sword body suddenly trembled at this moment, which was very scary, and Lu Xiaodao was so frightened that he immediately ran out.

"You're a mother!"

.....

The same is true in the next two or three days, the college entrance examination is over, and the already lazy days of Lu Xiaodao are even more decadent, and while being afraid of the short sword, he lies on the rooftop of the top floor of the community all day long, looking at the sky in a silent daze.

The reason why I saved the middle-aged man, except for a little selfishness, actually didn't think too much, just like meeting an injured wild dog and wild cat on the side of the road, is there a reason to save it?

There is no reason for it.

Lu Xiaodao is such a person, he doesn't care about anything in particular, he doesn't have any lofty life values, his heart is a little soft, he eats and waits for 18 years to die, and he doesn't know where the future is.

"Young people should be a little bit more energetic. ”

The middle-aged man walked out of the house and came to the rooftop for the first time, and seemed to have healed a lot from his injuries and talked a little more.

He has a handsome and mature face, and his color is more three-dimensional after the injury.

Lu Xiaodao scratched his head and said, "Is Uncle leaving?"

After a few days of contact, the two got acquainted with each other a lot, and Lu Xiaodao knew that his name was Wanyi, a very interesting name.

"It's leaving. ”

The middle-aged man sat beside Lu Xiaodao, took a cigarette, looked at the sky and was silent for a while, and said, "I know that you have something in your heart that you want to ask me, but there are some things that you can't say that you can't say, do you understand?"

In case he was very serious when he said this, Lu Xiaodao was a little discouraged, so he had to nod.

The middle-aged man spat out the smoke ring, hesitated for a long time, and still revealed a little bit of heavenly opportunity for the first time, "There are positive and negative sides of yin and yang in the world, and everything is the same, such as what you saw that day, and for example, the flying sword in my hand, in fact, it is not a strange thing, and the things hidden in the shadows in the world are far beyond your imagination." ”

Lu Xiaodao was silent for a while, but still asked, "What was that light that day?"

The middle-aged man squinted his eyes and replied, "A big demon." ”

Lu Xiaodao listened to this actually familiar and unfamiliar word, thought for a while and asked; Is it strong?"

If you seriously say: "If you don't care about him, you can slaughter a city in seven days." ”

"A real-life version of an urban hero?"

Lu Xiaodao was in awe when he thought of this, and it seemed that he had completely accepted these things that were out of reality, and admired: "Uncle, you are so strong, you can fight this kind of monster back and forth." ”

When normal people hear this, they are either afraid or worried, how can they be as free and easy as Lu Xiaodao, without the slightest longing attitude of opening the door to a new world.

In case he glanced at Lu Xiaodao a little strangely, he found that his eyes were full of hollowness, his face was indifferent, and there was no wave at all.

"You don't care about that?"

"It's supposed to be, it can't hit me here anyway. The boy didn't have any expression.

In case of frowning, "So what do you want to know?"

"I already know everything I want to know. ”

Lu Xiaodao was half-lying on the ground, looking at the sky and said silently: "I used to have a friend in the orphanage, who died mysteriously for some reason, and the corpse was in the wilderness in the winter, so I want to know why, now it seems that there is really something like a demon and a monster."

In case of interest, he asked, "Are you going to take revenge after you know it?"

"Of course not. ”

Lu Xiaodao shook his head, looking a little depressed, "Everyone is dead, I don't want to do anything, I'm tired of living, I don't want to die yet." ”

The boy repeated, "Well... Don't want to die. ”

When the boy said this, he was like a turtle that feared the world, hiding in his shell, as if he could not touch him in any danger.

Just like his life for 18 years.