"Brother, are you kidding?" Meng Long's voice began to tremble, he couldn't believe that his good buddy who had been a classmate for three years and had worked together for a few months was really going to kill him, and his hand to open the lock became a little trembling.

"I trusted you as much as you trust me now."

Ye Wei took out the cigarette from his pocket expressionlessly, took out one and put it in his mouth. I lit a cigarette for a long time, took a deep breath, and slowly spit it out.

"Ye Wei, Ye Wei... Brothers! I was wrong! I was wrong......" Meng Long's voice over there was trembling, and he kept pounding the lock and the gap between the coffin with his hand: "What do you want?" What the hell do you want to do? If you hate me, you can beat me, if you come out, you can kill me...... You don't want to ...... like that."

"Do you think I don't want to kill you?"

Ye Wei's voice was not loud, which was in stark contrast to Meng Long's mania. As long as Ye Wei opened his mouth to speak, Meng Long would be quiet for a while: "I already have been in prison once because you have been in prison, and I don't want to get my hands dirty anymore." ”

"You're in jail? When was this? ”

Meng Long asked this didn't mean that he really wanted to know the answer, he just hoped to find an entry point to make Ye Wei soften his heart and let him out.

"Dad just died, I'm going to go to Meng Yige to find you, and I want to die with you. When I first arrived at the place, I found that you had all withdrawn, and when I was about to leave, I was caught by the police and the inspector, and I was determined to be in a group with you, and then I squatted for fifteen months. ”

"Fifteen months?"

Meng Long roughly calculated: "Isn't that the time when you came to find it after you ran away?" ”

"You're right, that's the time."

Ye Wei took another puff of cigarette, he liked the feeling of smoking too much. Nicotine slides into the mouth in a gaseous state, down the trachea, and into the lungs in an almost aggressive way, and the momentary tearing sensation makes people flutter.

"And where did you get your money?"

"Money, a master gave it."

Ye Wei suddenly became a little cold, took the futon from the bedroom next to him, and spread it next to the coffin.

"Ye Wei, Brother Ye, it was all mine before, my fault, you let me out, I will give you whatever you want......"

Seeing that Ye Wei seemed to be going to move seriously, Meng Long became more and more anxious. Trapped in that small space, I couldn't sit up, and I had to kneel on my stomach. Because of his nervousness, Meng Long felt that it was already a little difficult to breathe.

"What can I tell you? Scold! Ye Wei sneered: "I don't want anything but your life." ”

"Boom! Boom!! ”

Meng Long no longer pinned his hopes on Ye Wei, he only begged that he could open the lock. Punch by punch hammer on the lock, hammer in the coffin gap.

After a few strokes, his hands had already become a blur of flesh and blood, and he couldn't see anything in the pitch black in the coffin, Meng Long only felt pain, and he could faintly smell a smell of blood.

"Ye Wei, you brute! I'll kill you when I get out!" I'm going to make you die a bad death! ”

"Ye Wei, open it for me! I'll kill you! ”

"Uncle, you hurry up and ......"

Since begging for mercy could not influence Ye Wei, Meng Long revealed his true nature, gritted his teeth and cursed, and his voice changed from high-pitched to hoarse.

Ye Wei stopped talking, he shrank quietly in the quilt. It was already a little hot in June, the room window was open, there was a little breeze, and the temperature was just right.

Ye Wei has had a strange habit since he was a child, that is, he doesn't like to sleep in a quiet place, and the more noisy he is, the faster he sleeps.

When I was a child, I slept on the TV at home, and when I lived at school, I would take advantage of my roommates to brew sleepiness before going to bed. During the time he was in prison, he also liked to sleep with the even snoring of the eighth uncle.

So Meng Long was in the coffin beside him, and the louder the noise, the more restful Ye Wei slept on.

"Ye Wei... You're still not there...... I know it's wrong, please, I know it's wrong, I'm dying......"

It was past three o'clock in the afternoon, and six full hours had passed since Meng Long was locked in the coffin. Even if the coffin is a bargain and the seal is not superior, the material of solid wood blocks 99% of the air circulation.

Meng Long is really dying.

At first, I just felt bored, but then I was so nauseous that I wanted to vomit all the time. The last meal was eaten the night before, and it has been ten or twenty hours now. The smell of bad breath after being drunk filled this small coffin, and Meng Long felt that he was not far from death.

He couldn't hear Ye Wei's voice, he didn't know what time it was, and he didn't know how long he had been here.

The feeling of suffocation made Meng Long uncomfortable, and he kept moving in the coffin. He knew that the shorter he breathed, the shorter he would live, but the instinct to survive could not calm him down.

"Ahh

Meng Long's spirit became more and more sluggish, and he no longer had the strength to beat, so he could only scratch the wall of the coffin next to him with his fingernails one by one, until his finger bones were exposed. I don't know if it's a hallucination or something, but the pain can relieve him from the pain of suffocation. “”

……

It was almost early in the morning when Ye Wei woke up, and fifteen hours had passed since Meng Long was trapped in the coffin.

This night, Ye Wei slept soundly. Since his father died, he has never slept so peacefully.

When I came out of the covers, the windows were still open. The wind was a little cool at night, and it gave people a headache. He put the futon back down, walked over to the coffin again, knocked it with his hand, and did not respond.

It should be dead.

Meng Long's funeral went on as scheduled, and almost all of the old classmates who drank together that night were present. They stood scattered, aware of what had happened that night, and remained silent.

For Ye Wei, that's enough.

Someone witnessed Meng Long's death, and all the processes fell into place, and all this had nothing to do with him.

After dealing with Meng Long's funeral, Ye Wei turned around and took out the gift money he received from the envelope. At that time, people generally gave one hundred and one hundred, counted it, and it was roughly a little more than two thousand, and then wrapped more than two thousand with a rubber band and stuffed it into a larger envelope.

It seems that he doesn't have any friends other than these college classmates.

After leaving, Ye Wei came to a welfare home, threw the envelope into the donation box at the gate, and turned to leave.

He didn't want to stay too long on this kind of senseless thing, Bai Shu had already avenged him, so he couldn't just forget about it if he had to help himself.

Just like some people like to pray to God and worship Buddha, if they are not allowed, they are not allowed, if they are, they have to go and make a vow.

Walked outside into the street and took a hit. Ye Wei remembered that because the eastern urban area is very small, even if the north and south ends are only three or five hours on foot, he basically walks wherever he goes since he was a child.

But after being released from prison, with money, there is no habit of walking.

The car stopped, and Ye Wei came to EAST Bank again. At this time, it has been three full months since he last took out 200,000 yuan, and Bai Shu's time is just right.

"Hello, open safe 1205."