The winter days are horrific and the nights are always long and palpitating.

The night day was already windy, unusually cold, and I don't know if it will rain or snow tomorrow? Qiu Han thought of the silver-covered West Lake, the broken bridge remnant snow of the beautiful scenery, the mottled bridge railing, the looming bridge, and the brother who has not been seen for many years, I don't know if you are okay?

Qiu Han likes snowfall, and he thinks this is the most beautiful coat of spring. Qiu Han also likes Hangzhou, where there are not only the most beautiful legends, but also his indissoluble fate!

Walking in the darkness of Jiangcheng, Dong Xiaolan was still by his side. They chose to walk the less than three miles in the wind to the Chayu Teahouse.

The others should have already arrived, and the madman didn't say how they passed, but when Qiu Han went downstairs, he happened to meet Dong Xiaolan walking into Zhongyu. So the two people who seemed to be neurotic didn't drive, took the car, but chose to walk, in Dong Xiaolan's words, this is called romance?

What is romance? Romance is that I am willing to accompany you in the cold wind like a knife, all the way, feeling the tip of the knife across the skin but unable to cut the warm nest full of love......

"Xiaolan, did you grow up in Hangzhou?" the cold wind blew the sound of autumn cold far away.

"Well, growing up in Xiaoxihu District, why do you ask such a mentally retarded second brother?" Dong Xiaolan felt that this question was too substandard.

"No, aren't the princesses of rich families usually going abroad in their teens?" Qiu Han quickly explained.

Dong Xiaolan glanced at Qiu Han: "Except for travel, I haven't lived abroad, why are you asking this?"

"I'm going to ask you about someone, have you ever heard of it?"

When Dong Xiaolan heard this name, she suddenly stood still, and looked at Qiu Han in surprise.

Qiu Han was a little stunned by the sudden stop: "What's the matter?"

"How do you know Wenren Baili?" Dong Xiaolan was still confused, she couldn't believe that Qiu Han would actually know Wenren Baili, who everyone in Hangzhou City knew about?

"So you know this person?" Qiu Han did not answer her question directly, from Xiaolan's expression and words, Qiu Han knew that she must know that this is a hundred miles.

"Who doesn't know Hangzhou City, he is a demonic existence, with his surname, Hangzhou is the only one. Dong Xiaolan said quickly, probably because of the strong wind, and took a step forward after speaking.

Qiu Han followed closely, recalling the words "demonic existence" in his mind, and a face appeared in the depths of his memory......

It was a face covered in blood. The first time Qiu Han bumped into him was also the last time he saw him. It's been a few years, and I can't remember the specific time Qiu Han, but I remember that it was the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, and it was a little cold late at night, Qiu Han took a bottle of mineral water and walked on the road next to the West Lake, ready to go back to the construction site of Shangdao Coffee.

Suddenly, a man with a face covered in blood ran up, it seemed that his age was not much different from Qiu Han, he was holding a knife in his hand, the tip of the knife was dripping with blood, and he looked extremely terrifying in the dim light. His appearance really startled Qiu Han, and his instinctive reaction Qiu Han had already dodged and jumped over the flower bed, but who expected that the man with the knife also followed over the flower bed and chased in the same direction as Qiu Han, Qiu Han turned around and broke out in a cold sweat.

What's the matter? I can't avoid it? I don't know this Hangzhou city well, I have no grievances with people in the past, and I have no enmity in the near future, and you actually chase me with a knife in the middle of the night, and you want to stab me to death?

This is not good, think about the beautiful daughter-in-law in the family, the old, the young, Qiu Han did not run, directly stood still, he believed that even if you carry a knife, you will not be able to hurt yourself in the slightest, can not let the heart be confused, the instructor in the army often said: "Before encountering the enemy, you need to be calm, don't mess up the square inch!" It seems that this has to be picked up, as the saying goes, the fist does not leave the hand, the song does not leave the mouth, and the learned treasure cannot be wasted, that is, Qiu Han has insisted on it until now.

Of course, the speed of words and the speed of thoughts could not resist a man as crazy as Hamlet, and in an instant, the man with a bloody face came to Qiu Han.

Qiu Han narrowed his eyes slightly, calculating when he would kick a loud leg and kick the knife-carrying man who had frightened him. However, there was a "plop" sound, and then a "ding" sounded, and the man with a bloody face fell to Qiu Han's feet, and the knife fell to the ground.

What is the situation? Qiu Han hesitated for a few seconds. A faint voice came: "Help me, save me!"

Qiu Han bent down and put down the mineral water bottle, just about to ask him what was wrong? At this time, the sound of running a few hundred meters away, listening to the sound, Qiu Han estimated that there were at least more than 20 people, and when he looked up, sure enough, there was a black press, a black suit, and a bright knife in his hand.

Qiu Han looked around, there were no alleys here, no one had a home, and there was not even a place to hide. How can I save you? There are hundreds of meters of distance at the fork in the road in front of you, so you can't ask me to run like a fly on your back, right? Aren't you a cheater?

The distance is getting closer and closer, and the footsteps are noisy, what should I do? Qiu Han looked around again, the nearby flower bed, the fork in the road, and then looked at the man, and then at himself, and thought about it.

He quickly pulled off the man's black shirt, took off his camouflage overalls, put a set on the man, picked up the bushes nearly a meter high in the flower altar, and forced him into it.

Anyway, I can't take care of it so much, let's be a dead horse doctor, Qiu Han squatted on the ground, took out a tissue from his pocket, quickly wiped off the blood stains on the ground, and then bent on his waist, put a black shirt on his body, picked up the knife, and galloped away in the direction of the fork in front.

Qiu Han didn't dare to look back, although there was only dim light, he didn't dare to take this risk. In the face of so many people chasing him, he was able to escape by himself, but what about the man who cheated his father?

"Ahead, run to the fork in the road, catch him for me, hack him to death!" came the arrogance of this group of people behind his ears.

Qiu Han knew that although the plan had been successful, he couldn't hold it up. He had to reach the fork in the road as fast as he could, and then turn back, even if he could buy a little time for this thing, it was the greatest guarantee.

The 100-meter sprint has been played to the extreme, and it has entered a fork in the road in an instant. After this fork in the road turns in, there are still two intersections, and the distance is only about ten meters, and it is there in the blink of an eye.

Qiu Han looked back at the back, and saw that he hadn't turned a corner yet, so he quickly took off his black shirt, threw it at the intersection he arrived, and then pinned the knife in his body, and then swaggered in the direction of turning back.

When he returned to the first fork in the road, he happened to collide with the oncoming pursuers.

Qiu Han continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened, and was suddenly stopped by the person who seemed to be the leader in the group: "Hey, you, have you seen a man in a black shirt running by?"

Qiu Han saw that this person was menacing, and pretended to be scared and said, "I ran to the intersection in front!"

"Over there, east or west?" said the man angrily.

Qiu Han thought to himself, Nima's, it's not good to ask for directions, and the labor and management won't tell you when you change it, but in order to make the trick real, Qiu Han said timidly: "I saw that the man dropped something and ran in the opposite direction with a knife!"

Hearing this, the menacing man actually showed a sly smile on his face, but this smile looked ugly than crying.

"There's nothing to do with you, hurry up and go to the intersection of West Lake Road to take a car and leave. ”

Qiu Han nodded, thinking that it means that you can only get a taxi at the intersection of West Lake, no wonder there are no cars and no one on this street tonight?

"Eh, you wait!" The voice was like a broken bell, and it shook the eardrums of Qiu Han, who was just about to leave.