It was a dead street, and everyone didn't dare to look up, nor did they dare to look back, like a machine, walking step by step. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The color on the granite corresponds to the sky, like a puddle of clear water silently reflecting the skylight.

In the alley, Leaning against the wall weakly in the cold season, his mind was blank, only the bright red in front of him echoed.

The stomach is turning over like a river, so that the cold season can only lean against the wall.

A red color that is harsher than the sun......

The old king's cry before death echoed in her ears, as if all the time, the old king was howling in her ear, and he wanted to go back.

It's a pity that he can't go back, either before or after death.

As if he couldn't breathe, once he thought of Lao Wang's affairs, his chest seemed to be pressed by something.

The man who had known him for several years was still standing alive in front of him a few hours ago.

Not long ago, I was sitting in that dilapidated house, smoking cigarettes over and over again.

Obviously, just now, he was still staying inside, relying on morphine over and over again fantasizing about the good life of the rest of his life.

Now he lies cold on the ground, trampled under the footsteps of others.

I can't help but think about it in the cold season, but I don't dare to think about it.

If you ...... If it's yourself......

From a corner of his heart, Leng Ji felt that he was trembling, trembling helplessly. But even she couldn't tell what she was afraid of.

She didn't dare to look at the uneven granite floor, which made her think of Lao Wang's helpless and hideous expression, and looked up at the sky, but it was more dazzling red.

I always feel that this red color makes people shudder.

For some reason, I didn't want to leave this alley in the cold season, but after a second look, I found that there was a more vivid red sun hidden under the dark red clouds.

It turns out that it is going to be dawn......

I couldn't see the red sun in the sky clearly, the sun was too dazzling. Tears filled the eyes, and only a blurry outline remained in front of the cold season.

"Hmm......" bit his lip, and in the cold season, he felt tears spill out of his eyes and down his cheeks.

Bowing his head, not letting anyone see his expression, he raised his hand, wiped the back of his hand against his cheek, and tears poured out like a lack of embankment.

"I'm going back."

"Let me go back."

"I'm not ...... here"

The words before his death are still vivid.

"Hmm......" facing the brick wall in front of him, Leng Ji tried his best to suppress his urge to shout.

The body is getting lower and lower, and the cold season unconsciously squats down, and the only hands are holding himself tightly.

My mind went blank, and I didn't know what I was thinking in the cold season.

She stared at the sky as if she were distracted, and instinctively trembled slightly.

"Mother...... "Children crying in the streets from nowhere." Woo...... Mommy ......"

"What's it called?" A slap on the ground, loud and crisp. The boy seemed to be crying even louder. A man scolded roughly.

Leng Ji was a little shocked by this slap, wiped his face with his sleeve carelessly, and then looked at the flow of people in front of him.

As before, keep your head down and walk quietly on your own path.

From time to time, soldiers in green clothes passed by, cursing in a low voice to the people in front of them.

Out of nowhere, the sound of a car horn was heard, and the driver honked his horn impatiently, and the shrill sound of the horn echoed between the small buildings, becoming more and more harsh.

Leng Ji stood up, lowered his head, and learned from those expressionless people, walked out of the alley, and walked forward slowly with his own steps.

A hand reached into his pocket, and inside was the dagger that Leng Ji had brought from his former house.

Hold the dagger and try to look as natural as possible in the cold season.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Not far away, a haggard middle-aged woman covered the boy's mouth, telling him to stop talking and keep apologizing. "The child is not sensible......"

The car was parked not far from the mouth of the alley, and the mother and son kept apologizing in front of the car.

Just look up a little and notice the pair.

"Stop." Defenseless, a gun sits seemingly casually across the chest of the cold season.

Looking at the mother and son, Leng Ji was a little distracted, and accidentally loaded the gun, only to find that the muzzle of the long-handled gun was aimed at a person next to Leng Ji.

The pitch-black muzzle, like a black hole, could not see anything.

The person next to him was dressed in a wide gray dress that covered his whole body, just like the cold season, only the outline of his body could be seen, his coat and hat covered his bangs, covering his eyes, and he could only see his high nose bridge and angular chin slightly.

The man next to him stopped, put his hands in his pockets, looked at the muzzle of the gun in front of him, and did not dare to look up.

Frowning, Leng Ji felt that the person in front of him looked a little familiar.

"You wait for the next round." The soldier in front of him waved his hand and motioned for them to step aside.

The two soldiers standing next to the truck pushed twice into the car, and those who were squeezed to the edge of the car were forced into it, like a bunch of animals, and saw the right moment, closed the door of the truck bed, and fastened the iron pillars.

In the whole truck, only two small windows with anti-theft nets are artificially opened on both sides of the carriage for ventilation.

"Tsk......" I could hear that the man who was being pointed at a gun next to Leng Ji just now lightly disgusted.

Soon, the previous truck drove out along the street without looking back, and the people inside were banging on the iron door restlessly, shouting inside.

Another truck drove past Wang's corpse and drove in front of them, and in the cold season, it could be seen that there were red blood stains on its wheels.

This made the cold season nauseous again, and goosebumps all over the body stood up.

"You ......" Suddenly, the man next to Leng Ji, who had been keeping his head down, suddenly pulled Leng Ji.

"Huh?" Leng Ji turned his head, frowning, and before he could see the person in front of him clearly, the soldier with the gun just now suddenly pushed Leng Ji.

Along the way, in the cold season, a stumbling climbed into the back compartment of the truck, and the empty compartment was the first to get on the car in the cold season.

Looking back, there was a long line from the back of the truck all the way to the street, and I couldn't see the end.

I picked a position, which happened to be a corner position, and sat down facing the door in the cold season.

Looking coldly at the people who kept walking in, the man who had just pulled the cold season stood next to the cold season.

As if sensing that something was wrong with him, Leng Ji looked up and happened to meet his gaze with his head down.

The same hat and the same want to hide their appearance.

Angular face, fair skin, slightly evil eyes, high nose bridge, slightly pursed lips.

This familiar face made the cold season suddenly break out in a cold sweat.

The corners of his mouth were hooked, revealing an evil smile, a smug and satisfied expression, without the hypocritical gentleness of the medical bureau, the same perspective as the other day, high and below zero.

"Have we met?" With a smile, the boy said unhurriedly.

My mind was empty, and I didn't know how to answer.