The cold dew was heavy, and although the thin quilt was close to Jinhua's body, it still couldn't stop the cool breeze from swishing in through the broken window.

Jinhua didn't feel sleepy.

Outside the window, the rain stopped, and stopped. In the silent night, the sound of the wind, the sound of the rain, the occasional coughing of the night returnees, and the footsteps of the night returnees, all became clear in such a night, and these sounds were like a wriggling worm, crawling into Jinhua's ears, Jinhua felt that his ears were itchy, and all kinds of sounds poured into his mind uncontrollably.

Jinhua tightened the quilt again, stared straight at the black staircase, opened her mouth, and suddenly stopped before a cheap word was pronounced, she wanted to call Xiaoqing palm lamp, but suddenly remembered that Xiaoqing had nothing to do with her, and Xiaoqing was no longer here, so she stopped.

A few days ago, Xiaoqing said that it costs too much to sleep with a lamp, and they don't have any money to spend, so Xiaoqing coaxed her to turn off the lights and sleep, these days, she seems to be used to it, but this habit is based on Xiaoqing's location.

Now she is the only one in this house, all the fantasies about the night are active at the staircase of this black hole, Jinhua's mind flashed quickly one by one horror stories circulating in the neighborhood, embroidered shoes, hanging brides, fox demon cannibalism, all kinds of horrific stories in her fantasy, are repeated at this staircase.

Suddenly, she heard a knock at the top of the staircase, her face tightened, her ears stood up uncontrollably, and her hands kept stirring each other in the quilt, and she could see that she was very nervous.

After that loud noise, there was no sound coming, although Jinhua was afraid, but still a little curious, of course, there was a hint of fantasy belonging to a girl, she expected Zhongjun to come to see her, but since the Rong family had an accident, Zhongjun never appeared in front of her again, she seemed to understand whether Zhongjun meant it, she knew that Zhongjun was hiding from herself, but she still hoped that Zhongjun was in love with her, he avoided him and didn't want her to look at him more sadly, after all, before the Rong family had an accident, they were already talking about marriage.

"Loyalty." Jinhua shouted a little timidly, there was no movement at the staircase, Jinhua sat up, looked at the staircase of the black hole in a daze, the initial fear was gone, just a little lonely.

Just when Jinhua wanted to grope for the light, there was suddenly movement at the staircase, this time Jinhua heard it clearly, because it was the sound of shoes stepping on the stairs, the sound was heavy and slow, and there was a heavy gasp in the faint air, which belonged to a man's breath.

"Zhongjun?" Jinhua shouted again, and the strange thing was that just after she shouted, the footsteps stopped again, and Jinhua's heart almost jumped out of his throat.

She knew that the person who came was not a loyal king.

But who could it be? The Rong family's distant relatives broke off relations with her after the Rong family's accident, naturally not the Rong family's people, Jinhua thought of Xiaoqing's brother, she used Xiaoqing's deed of sale to exchange with the shop deed at the entrance of the market Now think about it is really a dead act, she still sees people's hearts clean, after experiencing the decline of the Rong family, her parents died, she should have seen through people's hearts, but in the end she was still eager for quick success, in vain trying to get the shop to make a turnover.

This time, she really messed with people who shouldn't have messed with people.

When she saw Xiaoqing's brother's military uniform, she should have understood that she should take the initiative to hand over Xiaoqing's deed of sale to him, instead of negotiating terms with him, she should understand what that military uniform means in this troubled world, and that shop is also a piece of fat.

She is not the sister of the Rong family for a long time, there are many people in this big Shanghai, but there are not many people who send charcoal in the snow, even if Xiaoqing's brother doesn't do it himself, he rushes at the military uniform, how can there be a minority of people who slap him?

Jinhua, Jinhua, you are so stupid! Jinhua sighed secretly in her heart, the sense of despair was overwhelming, and she wanted to cry without tears.

Although she hated her parents for abandoning her and leaving the world, she loved them even more, and she didn't want to die! She wants the Rong family to stand up again, and she has to work hard to live!

At this moment when she wanted to understand clearly, Jinhua suddenly relaxed again, she was just resentful, lamenting, and complaining, but now, she has never been like now, she wants to live extremely hard, she thinks, even if life is difficult, she has to live, she wants to revitalize the Rong family, and she wants her parents to know and walk steadily.

If, if she can live, she will definitely work hard to live, not sleep lazy, not idle all day, she will find a job and live every day.

But, God, why don't you give me such a chance?! The Rong family, my father, I have nothing! Are you going to take this life?!

The corners of Jinhua's eyes slowly rolled down a little crystalline, and she was sad and desperate, and she was not good-looking. Jinhua looked at the black shadow in front of her with teary eyes and a hazy eye, and she knelt down.

"Let me go, I don't want the deed of the shop, I'll give it back to you, as long as you let me go!"

The black shadow didn't say anything, just snorted and said, "Bandage." ”

Jinhua nodded hurriedly like a chicken pecking rice, and said eagerly: "Yes, yes!" As he spoke, he stood up eagerly, and pulled out a box at the bottom of the cabinet next to the bed, which was left by her mother, and her mother left her a lot of things, jewelry and antiques have long been removed, only this medicine box was left by the creditor who was afraid of being dilapidated, but unfortunately the creditor looked away, this medicine box has a mezzanine, and there are several quite valuable jewelry in it, and it is one of the pieces she gave Xiaoqing to take, and now she has taken those jewelry as pawns, and bought the house she lives in now and some households.

Jin Hua opened the box, which contained many metal surgical tools, as well as brown glass bottles with liquids, cotton yarn and bandages, which Jin Hua guessed were the medical tools used by his mother when she was studying medicine earlier. Those things are neatly stacked. Jin Hua pulled out a bandage from it and handed it over in fear.

When she got closer, Jinhua saw clearly that the black shadow was indeed a man, but the room was too dim for her to see the man's face clearly.

When the man saw Jinhua walk in, he tore off the clothes on his upper body without care, and the sound of tearing made Jinhua blush, and the man asked Jinhua to get the medicine and wine, and Jinhua simply moved the entire medicine box over.

The man's gaze is very sharp, even in the dark night, Jinhua can see the light in the man's eyes, the man looks at her very strangely, but there is no love in this gaze.

Jinhua remembered that he didn't know which novel he read it in, and the book said that most people with this kind of gaze were killers.

Jinhua pursed his lips, a little funny, for a while he felt that Xiaoqing's brother was making a big fuss, and he had to hire a killer to kill someone like himself? But the killer should kill quickly and quickly, will this person let her go?

Jinhua shrunk her neck, a little afraid, she looked at the metal knives in the box and moved her mind.

Killing, she moved her mind to kill.

After thinking about it, Jinhua swallowed her saliva, a little frightened by her own thoughts, but when she noticed the unusually unfriendly gaze, she immediately came back to her senses, and sure enough, the man was looking at her with a displeased face.

Jinhua was busy laughing, the man just glanced at her, pointed to his shoulder, and motioned for Jinhua to hold his shoulder, Jinhua walked over and pressed him, and then was overwhelmed by a burst of blood, the man's shoulder was bloody, and a wound was bubbling with blood, and he could see that he had been shot.

"Help me get the bullet out." The man said.

Jinhua was silent, she was hesitating at the moment, this person was injured, wouldn't it be if she killed him by herself, but he was a living person, he was injured, how could she take advantage of others. But he is the killer of those greedy people who come to take his own life, he wants to kill her, if he saves him, wouldn't he hasten his own destruction?

In Jinhua's more than ten years of cognition, no matter what kind of thing, she has her own principles and the bottom line that cannot be occupied, this principle is the mainstream morality at a certain level, such as killing people and hurting others are not allowed, Jinhua firmly believes in forgiveness and care. This idea was heavily influenced by church schools and Confucianism, and was also the result of family education. Her mother was a newcomer who studied in the West in her early years, and her father was a Confucian merchant.

"Help me get the bullet out." The man repeated again, Jinhua looked at the man's wound and gritted his teeth. After that, she took out the half bottle of white orchid from under the bed, poured two sips, and sprayed it on the man's wound, she was a little proud to see the man's painful expression, but the man was still calm, looked at her, very cold.

Jinhua shuddered, forced all kinds of unrealistic fantasies in her mind, and concentrated on helping the man deal with the wound, she used white orchid to scrub the knife and tweezers, and then used the tweezers to go up and clamp the bullet squeezed in the man's shoulder meat, the white meat turned over, revealing a large area of red, Jinhua carefully expanded the wound, sandwiched the bullet with tweezers, and trembled out of the man's body, after that, the man's wound first shed some dirty blood, and then there was some uncontrolled bleeding.

Jinhua stood, a little at a loss in the panic. I saw the man take the medicine from the medicine box and pour it on the wound, and threw some bandages to her. Jinhua picked up the bandage, bandaged the man's wound that had stopped bleeding with medicine, and wrapped it for a long time, and finally not only wrapped the man's shoulder into a zongzi, but also tied a lame bow.

Then the man lay on her back on her bed and motioned to her to clean up her things. Jinhua scrubbed the tools with Bai Dilan and put them in the medicine box, then put the medicine box back into the distance, crumpled the man's clothes and the cotton yarn that wiped the blood and threw them into the corner of the room.

"Are you going to kill me again?" Jinhua looked at the man's eyes and asked, her eyes were full of desire for life, this strong affection made her already beautiful face more and more delicate, and the man looked a little stunned.

Before the man could speak, suddenly a strong beam of light shone in from outside the window and made a shadow on the wall, and then the outside began to become very noisy, the man turned his head suddenly, jumped up from the bed, walked to the window, looked down sideways, Jinhua also followed to the window, and saw seven or eight rows of people standing downstairs wearing black coats, holding firearms and knives in their hands, those people were going door-to-door to investigate, as if they were looking for someone, Jinhua subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the man next to him, that glance made the man vigilant, The man covered her mouth and pressed her to the bed, Jinhua struggled, but was still suppressed by the man, and the moment he was overwhelmed by the man, Jinhua was very happy, fortunately he didn't do anything wrong.

The two of them listened to the movement outside on the bed, and suddenly heard the middle-aged aunt's scolding voice, Jinhua couldn't hear it clearly, roughly saying how to disturb people's dreams in the middle of the night, listening to that tone, there were many people in the black coat who knew the aunt. After that, Jinhua was caught off guard, and the man twisted her arm fiercely, and she shouted in pain, and then forced her to shout.

Downstairs, I heard the aunt's scolding again, saying that she didn't close the window when she did things, this time Jinhua heard it clearly, her face was hot, her teeth were itching, and she wanted to beat the man next to her to death, but she didn't have the guts, so she glared at the man a few times.

The matter was overturned. The black coats downstairs were also bored listening to the aunt's abuse, so they left to search elsewhere, and soon silence returned to the alley.

Jinhua waited for a long time, and when she saw that there was no movement outside, she pushed away the hand that was covering her mouth, of course, she didn't forget that this person was here to hook her own soul and take her own life, and it was not too heavy.

It was a difficult night.

When Jinhua was still awake, the man didn't leave, and when Jinhua woke up, it was already sunset, and the man was no longer in the room, and even the lump of clothes that Jinhua remembered was gone. If it weren't for the little blood stains on the ground that hadn't been cleaned up, she would have wondered if she had a dream, thinking, Jinhua hurriedly took out her purse and looked through it, and the deed of the shop and the two silver dollars were still there.

Jinhua was a little confused, but she really understood that she was in big trouble.

Because, by the window, she saw Xiaoqing's brother, still in the same military uniform, standing downstairs next to the black car and waving to herself.