On the second day, the weather was not good.

The sky was very dark, and the dark clouds seemed to be pressed down, black and pressing. There are also deafening thunders and blinding lightning from time to time, giving people a feeling of terror.

The sky was gray and very cold, the grass lowered its head, the branches were bent, and when she looked up, she found that the clouds were thick, but she did not expect that the rain had quietly fallen.

Fu Jiu went out, felt the slightest coldness, and went back to get a scarf and shawl.

Inky clouds squeezed the sky, as if it were about to fall, so depressed that it seemed as if the whole world was silent.

The indifferent wind shuttled violently, leaving the exclamations behind them.

The weak little flowers and grasses have already trembled and surrendered to the ground. It is the mountain rain that is coming, and the wind is full of buildings!

Today, there are very few people on the streets, and there are also people who have to run around for life.

The people on the ground ushered in the darkening of the sky, gloomy and depressing, cloudy, there is always a feeling of loss, and the mood also sinks, cloudy, it is a good time for people to think quietly, cloudy days, always indicate that it is going to rain; Like a gloomy child, the gray face of the sky gradually sank and was replaced by a heavy gray black.

The wind was blowing mercilessly, and Fu Jiu's hair was blown very messy, and a few handfuls were blown until he couldn't see the road in front of him.

She arrived at the tavern on time at eight o'clock, and the shopkeeper was very surprised, "Miss Fu, why did you come so early." ”

Fu Jiu straightened his hair, took off his scarf and shawl, "I'm also idle at home, come and help." ”

By noon, it was getting darker and darker, and it was almost impossible to tell if it was daytime or evening.

The sky was cloudy, the thunder was getting closer, and even lightning could be seen. The clouds were getting denser and darker.

The lightning flashed, and after a while, the raindrops of beans fell from the sky, and the wind followed, and in an instant, a straight lightning bolt pierced the sky, just like a god with a big axe trying to cut the earth in half, and the rain became heavier and heavier, so big that it seemed to have a gray rain curtain drawn.

The rain became heavier and heavier, like thousands of beads falling from the sky, and the momentum was very huge. The rain was pouring down, the electricity was like a fire dragon, and the thunderbolt shook the sky.

Looking through the glass, you can't see anything in the distance, and the earth is shrouded in a layer of mist, as if covering the earth with a white veil. The water on the eaves increased and was drawn into a line.

The big trees and small trees danced happily in the rain, and the grass also twisted its delicate waist to welcome the coming of the rainstorm.

Fu Jiu looked at the sparse raindrops outside and the passers-by walking in a hurry, and gradually lost his mind.

When it's cloudy and rainy, raindrops fall from the sky and wash the world. The sky was covered with dark clouds, it was so dark, and after the raindrops washed away, the sky peeled off the clouds, did you notice that it became clear?

And what about those raindrops? With tears in their eyes, they snuck back from some inconspicuous corner.

The rain continued into the afternoon, and the gloomy sky made dusk and night come in advance, making passers-by and vehicles look even more hurried.

In the evening, Fu Jiu and Xiao Si also quickened their pace, planning to return to the warm harbor before the night engulfed.

Military district prison

Outside there is lightning and thunder, and inside you don't listen, this is Huo Jun's military district prison.

The leather boots creaked on the ground, and Huo Yuqian walked to a cell with a calm face.

The man inside was sitting on the ground, his white shirt already muddy.

"Han Luoshu." Huo Yuqian's eyes lit up and he said in a faint voice.

Han Luoshu's face with his head hanging down, showed a smile that didn't know the meaning, "But the young marshal is here." ”

"How are these days? Does Ben Shuai make you realize that life is worse than death? He said in a deep, cold voice.

"Hahaha......"

"I'm really sorry, I really don't think so." Han Luoshu raised his face and looked at him with the eyes of a yin owl.

Huo Yuqian pursed his lips, pulled out the gun from his waist, and the swarthy hole was aimed at Han Luoshu's head.

"Will you kill me? I guess you won't, ah! As soon as Han Luoshu finished speaking, he began to scream in pain.

Huo Yuqian didn't wait for his words to fall, and quickly changed his posture and pointed at Han Luoshu's legs, "Bang! "A gunshot rang out.

Han Luoshu's expression was hideous, he hugged his right leg with both hands, and screamed.

Huo Yuqian listened to this voice, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, these were nothing compared to what he had received.

"Huo Yuqian, you are despicable!" Han Luoshu roared in pain.

Huo Yuqian looked at him coldly, his tone was very disdainful, "Despicable? This turn is handsome, but you can't compare to you. ”

Fu Jiu and Xiao Si returned home, hurriedly changed into dry clothes, and wiped their slightly wet hair with a towel.

Fu Jiu stood by the window, the rain made the glass see through the outside a little blurred, Fu Jiu took the opportunity to wipe the glass with a towel.

On the side of the road, rows of street lamps shine on the night, so that the night is no longer dark;

In the middle of the road, cars are speeding away, making the night no longer lonely; On the house, strings of decorative lamps decorate the house, so that the night is no longer ugly......

Lo and behold, there was a song coming out of that crossroads. The honking of cars waiting for a red light, the ringing of the bells of bicycles crossing the street, and the chatter of passers-by on the sidewalk made the whole street a noisy and troublesome music.

The night of the city seemed to be extraordinarily low, as if it had been pulled up over a room in the distance, and the gray sky was dotted with a few rare stars.

The stars seemed unwilling to compete with the city's lanterns, and they all rushed to the countryside, leaving a few reluctant to go, only blinking quietly.

The moon never showed its face, and you could feel the cool glow on your back. The distance between it and the earth seems to be much closer, as if Fu Jiu has traveled a long way to clear the clouds and mist, and Fu Jiu remembered that when he was a child, he looked up and saw the stars in the sky, when his father and mother held her left hand and her right hand, it was so comfortable.

The two relatives have long been away from her, and she once had a new blood relationship, but it was nipped in the bud.

Fu Jiu lowered his eyes a little distractedly and touched his lower abdomen, which was flat.

Mother used to say that when a person dies, he will become a star in the sky, Fu Jiu raised his eyes and saw that the stars tonight were not easy to see, but she still saw a shining star.

Is that a father, a mother, or a child you've never met?

The night is deep, the hustle and bustle outside the window is still noisy, the city never fades into glitz because of the arrival of night, and the whole city is bathed in flashing neon lights.

She held a cup of hot water in her hand, leaned against the window, and stared.

The noisy city gradually quieted down in the cold air.

The lights on both sides of the highway also seemed to be infected, glowing faintly.

Fu Jiu's pupils contracted, and he tried hard to look at the faint pale yellow light, feeling the depression at the moment, like a person's world.