065: Lonely men and widows in the dead of night~
There is only one barbecue stall in Xiangyun Town, opposite the old station, it is just past ten o'clock, and there are many people who go out for supper, including local young people and tourists who come to travel.
"Here's another dozen beers."
The proprietress happily responded to the guests, turned her head and said to the new clerk, "Xiaolin, there is a dozen beers at table three, you send them over." β
The new clerk didn't like to talk, so she nodded, put down the rag, and carried a case of cold beer to table three.
At table three were a group of young "social youths", all of whom looked very young, seven young men with five hair colors, and one with a flat head.
Lin Hemiao put down the wine, and as soon as he turned around, the strap of the apron was grabbed.
"Little sister."
It was a yellow-haired man, so let's call him Huangmao for the time being.
Huang Mao has acne on his face, his skin is pitted, his eyebrows are very thick, one by one, his fingers are hooked on the tie of the apron, and his eyes are very frivolous: "Don't be in a hurry to leave, the wine hasn't been opened for us yet." β
Lin Hemiao turned around, took out the bottle opener from his pocket, and opened a beer to the guest with a mechanical and expressionless face, and finished the wine: "Use it slowly." β
Huang Mao didn't let go, and looked at her back and forth with a pair of triangular eyes: "Little sister, how old are you?" β
The little sister looks good, very sweet, her face is full of collagen, but it is a little cold, her eyes are like a pool of stagnant water, her eyes are dull, and she is a little sluggish.
She took off her apron, didn't want it, and said to the proprietress "It's ten o'clock." β
After ten o'clock, the proprietress son's son would come over to take over her shift.
Huang Mao grabbed the air, his apron fell to the ground, he touched his chin, and said to his fox friends: "The chick is quite individual." β
Fox friends and dog friends all coaxed, knocking bowls and whistling.
The proprietress has opened a shop on this street for a few years, and she also knows that the group of young people are not right-minded, she paid today's salary to Lin Hemiao, and deliberately asked her loudly: "Is your father here?" Didn't you say I was coming to pick you up? β
Lin Hemiao was stunned for a few seconds and nodded: "Come, wait for me on the other side." β
"Then you go quickly, don't keep your dad waiting."
"Oh."
Lin Hemiao walked out of the store and walked across the road.
But the yellow-haired fan was not afraid of things, and exchanged glances with the flat-headed buddy next to him, and the two followed quietly together.
The proprietress was just about to stop her, but was stopped by her husband, who shook his head at her and said with his mouth: "I can't afford to offend." β
The proprietress also hesitated, looked across the road, and saw that there were many passers-by, so she didn't care.
There are a lot of passers-by on the street, but the further you go to the old highway, the less crowded it becomes. The street lights are on, the breeze is blowing, and the shadows of the trees are waving.
The surroundings became quieter and quieter, so quiet that Lin Hemiao heard the footsteps behind her, she didn't look back, and ran straight forward.
The people behind are chasing.
She turned a corner and walked into an alley, which was lined with people on both sides, and before anyone could catch up, she quickly hid in the narrow passage between the two houses.
The light didn't shine inside, it was dark, and she felt the wall to the end, then crouched down and hugged her knees. She didn't dare to pant loudly, her teeth clenched unconsciously, her ears were full of the sound of the wind, which was amplified countless times, and the cold wind passed through her neck, like a sharp blade, scraping cold sweat on her skin.
When the man came, he came in......
Lin Hemiao held her breath and picked up a brick on the ground, the figure that was getting closer and closer to her, a cloud of black pressed down from the top of her head, she suddenly stood up and raised the brick in her hand-
"Lin Hemiao."
The brick fell to the ground.
Her hands were still trembling: "Cheng Ji ......"
The broad palm reached out from the darkness, landed on her shoulder, and patted it: "It's me." β
She wiped the sweat from her hands and hugged him.
Cheng Ji wanted to push her away, but found that she was still trembling: "What's wrong?" β
Lin Hemiao clutched the clothes on his waist tightly and gasped: "My legs are weak." β
Cheng Ji avoided her waist, put his hand behind her, and didn't hug her: "Why are you afraid of being like this?" Did I scare you? β
He came out to look for someone, passing by this alley, and saw a shadow in the distance, quite like hers, so he chased after him.
Lin Hemiao slowed down, and after calming down, he let go of his hand: "There are two people following me." β
"Male or female?"
"Male."
Cheng Ji licked his teeth, turned on the flashlight of the mobile phone, grabbed the little girl's hand, and asked her to hold the mobile phone: "You hold it in your hand, and you keep shaking it on the road outside, you have to let me see the light, you know?" β
She said she understood, took his phone and shone the light on his face, and she looked at him: "If you can't beat them, you can call me." β
The light fell on the corner of his mouth, and he was laughing: "What can you do when you shout?" β
She turned her head and picked it up again.
"I'll protect you."
It's silly.
Also, she is only eighteen years old, and children at this age are still innocent and simple, as long as they have a stone in their hands, they dare to confront the world.
Cheng Ji patted her shoulder: "Just protect yourself, don't go out, wait for me here." β
He finished his instructions and left.
Lin Hemiao hugged the brick and walked to the very edge of the narrow road, that position was the closest place for her to protect herself at the same time, she leaned against the wall, listened carefully to the movement, shook the mobile phone in her hand, and paved the light horizontally all the way.
Cheng Ji glanced back at the flickering light to make sure she was still safe, and then walked out of the alley, where he saw two men on her husband's road looking around.
"I saw her running down that alley," he said. β
Huang Mao shouted at him and said that he wanted to have a good time with his little sister, but the two had just crossed the road and were stopped head-on.
Huang Mao's chin was raised, and he asked arrogantly, "Who are you?" β
Cheng Ji took out the lighter, pressed it, and a cluster of blue fire suddenly reflected in his eyes: "You old man." β
"Looking for death, huh?"
Huang Mao and Pingtou glanced at each other, and the two of them went on together, Cheng Ji closed the lighter, turned it around, pushed the bottom, and a thin blade was exposed from the lighter.
This lighter is still from Rong Li, Rong Li has a high-IQ brain, and after learning machinery for a while, he made this thing, but it's very easy to use.
Cheng Ji was too lazy to waste time, a roundabout kick hit Pingtou's stomach, one hand intercepted Huang Mao's fist, pulled the person closer, the lighter turned one hundred and eighty degrees between his fingers, he shot, and the blade hit Huang Mao's neck.
Ping, who had been kicked to the ground, screamed.
"The girl you followed just now is my child." Cheng Ji patted Huang Mao's face with a blade, "If you want to see her again in the future, take care of your eyes, do you know?" Otherwise,"
He raised his handβ
Huang Mao immediately closed his eyes in horror, and the blade scraped his eyelids.
Cheng Ji wiped the blade with his hand and pushed it back into the lighter: "Otherwise, Lao Tzu will blind you." β
As the words fell, a bead of blood appeared on Huang Mao's eyelids, he covered his eyes, and shouted, "Ahhhhh
"What's it called?"
Cheng Ji said this very casually, but Huang Mao and Pingtou were so frightened that they didn't dare to make a sound again.
Therefore, the wicked should be grinded by the wicked, so as not to be beaten by the society, and they really think that they dominate this street.
Cheng Ji put away the lighter, and when he turned around, he saw the head poking out from behind the wall, and he walked over: "Have you seen it all?" β
Lin Hemiao threw away the brick in his hand: "I didn't see it." "He didn't want her to see it, so she could pretend not to see it.
"Let's go, I'll send you." He asked, "Where do you live?" β
Lin Hemiao was still holding his mobile phone, and hurriedly followed and illuminated him: "The hotel behind the vegetable market." β
Cheng Ji carried his pocket and walked slowly, and the shadow on the ground was also slowly: "Where have you lived these days?" β
"Hmm."
He turned to look at her, "Why don't you go to school?" β
"I have to make money." She either complained, or told him everything about herself very calmly, "I need money for sleep, money for food, and I have to save for college tuition." β
What are other people's girls doing at this age?
Cheng Ji thinks that girls still have to be pampered.
"Usually I always hang around when I have nothing to do, why don't you come if you have something." His tone was a bit reprimanding.
She looked up with a immature face, not fully grown, and her appearance was still very green, but there was a bit of vicissitudes of life between her eyebrows that did not match her age, and she said a little stubbornly: "I can't go if I have something." β
Lin Hemiao thought so, she was still too young to give him good things, but at least she couldn't bring him bad things.
She is very similar to a small earth dog that Cheng Ji once picked up, the dog is not in good health, soft and weak, one leg does not know who broke it, he fed it a few times, it recognized him as the owner, wagged its tail when it saw him, once I didn't know where to pick up a broken blanket, it excitedly took it to him, put it down and ran away. Then the dog died, so he hid and died quietly.
It's really similar to her, Cheng Ji reached over and wanted to touch her head, but before she touched it, she said, "I've arrived." β
Cheng Ji reached back with his hand.
Lin Hemiao hesitated for a while, and asked him carefully, "Do you want to go in and sit for a while?" β
Cheng Ji looked at the faΓ§ade of the hotel, it was a very inconspicuous shop, and the decoration was also very poor: "This is the hotel," his expression suddenly became serious, "You will remember in the future, you can't go in with men." β
Lin Hemiao didn't seem to understand: "Can't you either?" β
"I'm an exception." He walked straight inside, "Which one do you live in?" β