"Ahh Xiaomeng realized his mistake and hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... I'm sorry, uncle, to disturb your sleep. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info I walked here just now, and suddenly a big rat ran out and scared me. ”

The middle-aged man saw that it was a beautiful little girl, full of anger, snorted, and said with a smile: "Our building is too old." There's a mouse cockroach, that's a commonplace. Don't do that, it's not good to scare the children at home. Our building is scary enough, beauty, go back quickly, don't come to this basement in the middle of the night. ”

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm really sorry, I promise there won't be a next time." Xiaomeng nodded again and again.

Lying on the bed, the more he thought about what happened just now, the more wrong he became, and he made up his mind to wait for dawn to find out, and went to sleep in a cranky thought.

As soon as the morning dawned, Xiaomeng got up with two panda eyes. She is such a person, she can't hide things in her heart, and she is very curious. Everyone had already gone to work, and although it was only seven o'clock, there was no one in the building. Xiaomeng came to the place where he met the tall uncle yesterday. Carefully searching the ground for the spot where she saw dripping things in the night.

Xiaomeng was stunned, she found something dripping on the ground, the red color was clearly blood. Thinking of the wooden stick he picked up last night, Xiaomeng covered his mouth in surprise.

I followed the blood stains on the ground to a room in the basement. Standing in front of the door, Xiaomeng hesitated for a long time, and finally knocked on the door. If she doesn't apologize, she will feel uncomfortable for a long time.

For! For! For!!!

"Hello, anyone?"

……

I knocked on the door for half an hour, and there was not even a sound in the room.

"Nobody? Could it be that something is going out? Xiaomeng muttered to herself.

"Girl, don't knock." An old grandmother carrying soy milk fritters may come back from buying breakfast and hear Xiaomeng's knock on the door to come and have a look.

"Hello grandma." Xiaomeng saw the old grandmother waving to her, and hurried over to say hello.

"Girl, you can't just come here. You're young, you're here by yourself, if something happens, it's not good, go back. The old lady was a warm-hearted person, and said comfortingly.

"Why?" Xiaomeng asked suspiciously.

"The guy you knocked on the door just now is a weirdo, and no one has seen him like this since the last few years. Everyone has long been afraid that this basement has been abandoned. So it's better not to come here. ”

Until the time he went to work in the afternoon, Xiaomeng's mind was still the last words of Grandma 302.

In the next few days, Xiaomeng did listen to his grandmother honestly and never went to the basement again. Xiaomeng's life seems to be back to before, at least on the surface. Go to work, go home, two points and one line of life.

A week has passed, and although I went to work late last night, Xiaomeng, who is off work today, still got up early. Because she decided to do something, to apologize to the tall weirdo. During this week, every time I was free, it was like purgatory to me, and my mind was full of images of the man being hit in the head with a wooden stick. I even had a nightmare once, and it turned out that the strange man with a bloody face came to him to ask for his life, saying that he broke his head by himself, regardless of it, which led to his death. I haven't had nightmares since I was a child. Xiaomeng felt that if he didn't apologize again, he would be tortured and go crazy.

Plucked up the courage and took the various medicines and a note for the treatment of trauma that he bought. Xiaomeng knew that the other party would not open the door, knocked on the door twice, and hung the plastic bag on the doorknob and left.

On the note, Juanxiu's font reads:

Hello Mr. Tall,

I don't know what your name is, but I don't know what your name is, but I would call you Mr. Tall because you are tall, so please forgive me.

My name is Xiaomeng, and I'm really sorry about what happened a few days ago. I don't see you clearly, so I yell. I'm sorry, and I'm even more sorry that I accidentally broke your head with a stick.

I went to a regular hospital to buy these medicines, I can't see you in person, I hope you can accept these medicines, accept Xiaomeng's apologies, I'm sorry.

Have a nice day.

When Xiaomeng went to work the next day, Xiaomeng went to look at the basement and found that his things were still hanging there untouched.

"Maybe he hasn't gotten up yet!" Little dreams that he always comes out at night, thinking that he is a job of the same nature as himself, working at night and sleeping during the day. Comforting himself like this, Xiaomeng went to work.

When he came back in the evening, Xiaomeng was so tired that he didn't go to the basement to take another look, and went straight back to the apartment. In fact, although Xiaomeng begged for forgiveness, she was still quite scared and didn't dare to go over in the middle of the night by herself.

When I went to work on the third day, Xiaomeng went to look at it again and found that the things were still there. The same was true on the fourth day. On the fifth day, when Xiaomeng saw her things again, the little girl broke out. With a pouting mouth, he was able to hang a soy sauce bottle, and he pulled the convenient bag containing the medicine under the puff, and walked back without looking back.

But just when he was about to walk to the entrance of the basement building, an idea suddenly popped up in Xiaomeng's brain: It has been so many days since he broke someone's head, and it is estimated that his injury has long been healed. Now I'm just delivering medicine to others, and they can't use it, so it's strange if I'm not angry, and I'll accept my apology? What to do, what to do?

I have to say that Xiaomeng, this little girl, is very kind-hearted. If it were someone else, it would be good to be able to send a medicine, and it would be okay if you used it or not.

With such thoughts, the anger in Xiaomeng's heart suddenly disappeared by half. In a flash of inspiration, there was a new way.

On the sixth day, before going to work, Xiaomeng walked down with a big insulated box.

The insulated box was placed at the basement door, and a note was attached to the lunch box.

Uncle Tall:

The previous thing was that Xiaomeng was not thoughtful, and this is the dinner that Xiaomeng made for you as an apology. At the end, a cartoon smiley face was drawn.

The same note written for the first time was also put in the lunch box by Xiaomeng.

On the seventh day, when Xiaomeng went to see it, he found that the lunch box was still there, and when Xiaomeng, who was depressed, picked up the lunch box, the lunch box was still clean, but the note on the lunch box and the rice inside were gone. Xiaomeng's face suddenly bloomed like a flower, and she jumped back to her room.

Since then, I don't know what Xiaomeng thinks, this has become Xiaomeng's homework every day, every day before going to work, she will put the lunch box full of food and the note she wrote at the door of the basement. When I get off work in the evening, I take home a cleanly brushed lunch box.

That's five years, until today.

In fact, when Xiaomeng sent it for a month, Xiaomeng found that every time he went back, he would see Mr. Tall at the entrance of the basement building. And that day, when she went to get the lunch box, she found a note, the handwriting was not good-looking, but it was a stroke by stroke, and it was written extremely seriously--- Zhao Wei.

Although Zhao Wei would immediately run away every time he saw her, he was there every day.

……

"Hey, uncle, who asked you to come? We're the beauty over there, are you a beauty? The voice of disgust and shouting interrupted Xiaomeng's memories.

Zhao Wei didn't answer, lowered his head and put down the wine box. No matter how insulted these young people were, they carried wine crates over one by one. Xiaomeng couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to come forward to find them to theorize. Zhao Wei stopped him, shook his head slightly, signaled not to let him interfere, and then went over to open the wine boxes one by one.

"Hey, dead cripple, didn't you hear? Call that beautiful woman over there, didn't you hear? ”

"Are you deaf?"

……

The young people shouted one by one, and some people even began to push Zhao Wei.

Xiaomeng couldn't help but rush over after all: "Hey, why are you bullying people?" ”

"Yo, the beauty is finally willing to come." A young man who is flowing in the flow has to put his arm around Xiaomeng's shoulder.

"What are you doing!" Little Dream was about to dodge backwards, but just happened to crash into the arms of another young man who surrounded him.

The young man screamed, "Yo!! That's it! ”

Syllable!!!

Everyone froze. The young man who spoke screamed and fell to the ground with his head covered in blood.

Xiaomeng was splashed with beer, but she didn't feel it, and looked at Zhao Wei who was holding half a beer bottle blankly.

"Damn*, you're looking for death." After a group of people were stunned for a moment, they reacted and rushed towards Zhao Wei one by one.

Xiaomeng still stood there in a daze, motionless, Zhao Wei pulled her aside, and then fought with the young man who rushed over.

Xiaomeng only woke up at this time, but such a bloody scene scared her into tears, and she was extremely worried about Zhao Wei, so she forgot for a while, the most important thing --- call the police.

The young man who rushed over first punched Zhao Wei in the chest, but Zhao Wei easily dodged and kicked him in the position of his side waist, and the young man flew out sideways, knocking down a bunch of tables and chairs.

On the TV screen of the bar, the host is excitedly explaining:

Hurtas came over with the ball and gave it to the top of the arc, Kobe Bryant received the ball and dribbled it, jumped directly, shot three-pointed, and the trajectory of the ball was very positive. Come in!!

The Lakers narrowed the deficit to nine points, 85-76.

There was a lot of scolding, tables and chairs were flying, and the fight was fierce as the game progressed on the other side of the world.

Another young man was knocked down by Zhao Wei's punch, but he was also kicked in the chest by another young man, and he took several steps backwards in succession, and hit the table before he didn't fall. He grabbed a chair behind him and threw it at the young man who had kicked him, and with a click, the chair smashed on the young man, shattering into several pieces and flying sawdust.