Zhang Zhen didn't go back to the county office, nor did he go back to the noodle restaurant, but returned to his small courtyard in the southwest slum, thinking that he had said goodbye, but he didn't expect to come back so soon. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The hooligans who were seriously injured by Zhang Zhen before were gone, and they didn't know whether they left on their own or were taken away by others, leaving only blood stains on the ground.

Zhang Zhen went back to the room to rest for the night, and when he wanted to go out early the next morning, he found a crude wooden box behind the door, more than half a person long, with rivets on the side, which looked dilapidated but very strong.

The box was put here by Xue Qi, and when Zhang Zhen was in a hurry to send Wu Xiaoran back to the county office, he didn't have time to take care of it, and Xue Qi couldn't carry it, so this careful little girl hid the box behind the door.

Zhang Zhen looked at the broken box and was a little distracted, and subconsciously reached out to open it, but stopped the moment his fingers touched the box.

"Brother Zhang, you are really here." A glutinous rice-like warm voice sounded, and there was a bit of surprise in the voice.

Zhang Zhen raised his head suddenly, as if the deepest secret in his heart was being peeped at, and his eyes looked at it sharply. The owner of the voice was startled and couldn't help but take a step back.

It was Xue Qi, she covered her mouth, like a frightened little white rabbit.

Zhang Zhen's face softened, and he couldn't help but blame himself a little, Xue Qi's voice was very recognizable, he should have heard that it was hers.

"I'm sorry......" Zhang Zhen said softly with some guilt.

Xue Qi smiled very softly, and then she noticed the dried blood stains on Zhang Zhen's face, and became worried again: "On you, you ......"

Zhang Zhen looked down at the long shirt on his body, only to realize that he hadn't washed his face or changed his clothes, and said, "Don't worry, it's all someone else's." ”

Xue Qi seemed to suddenly remember something, and said to Zhang Zhen: "Brother Zhang, you wait here for a while." ”

Before Zhang Zhen could ask what was going on, Xue Qi had already walked into the house quickly, then moved out a stool, let Zhang Zhen sit down, and said with a little shame: "Brother Zhang, you ...... You take off your robe, I saw that you were injured in the shoulder yesterday, so I asked Lang Zhong for some gold sore medicine, and I will put it on you. ”

Zhang Zhen wanted to say that it didn't matter, but after thinking about it, he still didn't refuse her kindness. A docile little girl, in the case of being so frightened yesterday, can still care about him and care about him from time to time, just like Wu Xiaoran said, this is indeed a very blessed thing.

Zhang Zhen took off the robe on his body, Xue Qi reached out and took it, put it on the crook of his arm, looked at the blood stains on it, and said, "Brother Zhang, wait for you to change your clothes, I'll take this one and wash it first." ”

Zhang Zhen nodded and turned his back consciously.

The wound on the left shoulder was a narrow knife wound on the back of the shoulder, and the blood stains had dried up in most places, forming a very ugly black-red blood scab, only some flesh was still turning outward at the corners.

Zhang Zhen heard a small sobbing sound, which was very short and quickly suppressed.

"It's fine, a little injury." Zhang Zhen comforted gently.

Then Zhang Zhen felt a warm little hand gently touching his wound, and there was still a little cool liquid on his fingers.

"Does it hurt?" Xue Qi asked, his voice soft and a little trembling.

"It doesn't hurt." Zhang Zhen said five points of truth and five points of comfort.

Xue Qi gave Zhang Zhen gold sore medicine and wrapped it in gauze, her technique was very gentle, and almost no wounds were involved. After bandaging the wound on her shoulder, she turned around and walked in front of Zhang Zhen and squatted down, pulling Zhang Zhen's hand and putting it on her knee.

Zhang Zhen shot very hard in the Black Tiger Gang compound yesterday, the skin of the fists on both hands was broken, and now there are blood stains, this careful girl even noticed this slight mistake in him.

Xue Qi smeared gold sore medicine on the broken ground, and gently rubbed each knuckle of Zhang Zhen with his thumb. Zhang Zhen looked at her cautious and serious appearance, from this angle, he could clearly see the small crystal teardrops on her long eyelashes, as well as the corners of her lips gently pursed.

Her face, her every gentle movement, seemed to have a special attraction for Zhang Zhen at the moment.

Just looking at it like this, the anger and confusion that had accumulated in Zhang Zhen's heart gradually subsided, and was replaced by calm and serene, just like sitting on a recliner on a winter afternoon basking in the warm sun.

"You're so nice." Zhang Zhen blurted out softly.

Xue Qi glanced up at Zhang Zhen, smiled, lowered his head again, and became shy.

She smiled beautifully, and so did her shy appearance, Zhang Zhen stared greedily, feeling the gentle touch of Xue Qi at the edge of her fist. Suddenly remembered that he had injured someone with these fists yesterday, although he didn't kill him, and he stopped at the critical moment of killing Fan Meng, but he didn't know if the injured people would survive.

He could still clearly feel the elasticity and stickiness of the fist hitting the human chest cavity and the blood-soaked sensation on the human internal organs, as well as the faint resistance and crisp sound of the sternum being broken. At that moment, he seemed to have retreated into the dark world of the past, where there was no laughter and no sunlight, only mechanical killing and endless hesitation. What frightened him especially was that after a year, he had faintly enjoyed the long-lost bloodthirsty feeling.

"Xue Qi......" Zhang Zhen's tone became low, hesitated for a moment, but decided not to hide it from her, he really couldn't bear to hide it from her: "You also saw it yesterday, I may not be just a simple noodle shop shopkeeper like you know, I have done a lot of ...... before"

Zhang Zhen took a beating, trying to make his statement less shocking to a little girl: "A lot...... It's a bad thing, maybe in the eyes of the world, I'm a heinous bastard, are you still willing to follow me? ”

Xue Qi no longer kneaded Zhang Zhen's fist, but held his hand tightly, Zhang Zhen could feel that the girl's soft little hands trembled slightly because of excitement. She looked up at him with a very firm look: "Brother Zhang...... I'm a very stupid girl, I don't know anything but do the laundry and clean up, and I haven't seen much of the world. I don't really understand what you're talking about, and I don't want to think about it. All I know is that you are a good person, and by your side, I feel very stable and happy. ”

Good?

Good......

If he let his original senior brother know that the Tsing Yi butcher who has changed color in the temples and rivers and lakes of the Great Zhao Kingdom will one day be called a good person, I don't know what kind of wonderful expression they will have.

Compared with the majestic nickname, Zhang Zhen prefers the title in front of him.

Good...... Whether it's good or not is another matter, at least it's an individual.

Zhang Zhen laughed heartily and held Xue Qi's little hand tightly.

The hand is a very magical part, the same is physical contact, two people holding their arms and touching their shoulders, often do not feel anything, but once the two hands hold ten fingers together, they will feel that the two sides are honest and have a heart-to-heart connection.

Maybe this is the so-called Ten Fingers and Heart, Zhang Zhen and Xue Qi didn't speak, and the two of them quietly enjoyed the warmth of this moment.

After a long time, Xue Qi took the lead in speaking: "Brother Zhang, let's ...... Still going to Hanyang City? ”

Zhang Zhen thought about it, getting out of this quagmire and going to Hanyang to start a peaceful life again, whether it was a good choice for him or Xue Qi.

However, now that Wu Xiaoran is still lying on the bed, he still clearly remembers the appearance of her heart being pierced by a crossbow arrow. This girl has helped herself many times, but he no longer understands the sophistication of human feelings, and he also knows the truth of repaying gratitude.

For Zhang Zhen, kindness is rare, so it is valuable.

He didn't kill Fan Meng because of the difficulties in his heart, which didn't mean that he would spare him.

"Don't go yet, there are still some things to deal with here, trust me, I'll fix it soon." Zhang Zhen said.

"Hmm." Xue Qi nodded very obediently.

Zhang Zhen let go of Xue Qi's hand, stood up suddenly, walked into the house quickly, and when he came out again, he had changed into a dress, no longer the regular and restrained gown he often wears, but a cardigan of Yiwu Yizhuang. As he strode around, the coat fluttered slightly on Zhang Zhen's body, which was a bit chic.

Zhang Zhen walked straight towards the gate.

"Brother Zhang, where are you going?" Xue Qi asked with some confusion behind Zhang Zhen.

Zhang Zhen stopped, half-turned his head, and suddenly had a sense of pride in his heart, and said in a loud voice:

"Be an official!"