Chapter 81: Little Girl

It is now three o'clock in the afternoon, and even the pair of men and women who came on a blind date behind them have quietly left the scene.

I looked out the window, it was still a prosperous scene, and I couldn't help but feel a sour smell in my heart.

The coffee cup in his hand gradually rested on the table, and there was a subtle "bang" sound when the glass and porcelain collided slightly.

"Would you like a sugar cube, I'm in for a treat today."

I smiled and said to Lao Yan in front of me, picked up the sugar cube next to me, and just wanted to throw a few at his coffee cup.

A rapid ringing of mobile phones in my ears instantly disrupted this tranquility.

I lowered my head and threw the hesitant sugar cubes in my hand into my cup one after another, and looked at Lao Yan quietly with the rest of my eyes.

"I... But I'm retired, and you're still asking me to take on some case. ”

Lao Yan frowned, and the phone in his hand made a buzzing sound, although I couldn't hear the details clearly, but I also guessed that eight or nine were not far from ten.

After a short while, he gradually put the phone down.

The two of them were relatively silent for a while, and as time went on, he finally couldn't help himself and opened his mouth to break the deadlock.

"I still have some savings there, plus the compensation money I gave you half a month ago, which is enough to last for a period of chemotherapy."

"Actually, I don't think you're too sick..."

He was about to speak, but I stopped him with a smile and a hand.

The two sat across from the café and were silent again.

"A scumbag like me, who is at the bottom of society, has long lost the value of salvation, so what's the point of living."

I softly declined his offer, but I remembered what the female doctor had said.

"You are now in the advanced stage of lung cancer, and I hope you will be able to quit smoking if you can."

She spoke in a low tone, and then pushed her glasses on the bridge of her nose with her hand, as if she had long been accustomed to seeing the withering of life.

After all, there are almost all casualties in a hospital every day, and in the face of such a thing, even a sentimental person with a good heart.

After a long time, it will become insensitive little by little, and finally expressionless.

"Quitting smoking is TM impossible, not in this lifetime."

I sneered in my heart, then picked up the cigarette case on the table again, took out one and put it to my mouth and lit it quietly.

And it's not about taking two hard puffs, it's about getting the familiar smell of smoke on the tip of your nose.

It's like when he was deep underground, Wu Lao Dog kept smoking the old dry tobacco.

I saw that Lao Yan was silent and was about to turn away, and then I stretched out my big hand and grabbed his shoulder.

"Lao Yan, you don't plan to listen to my story."

I looked at him with a smile, but I noticed that when the word "story" was mentioned, there was a hint of reluctance in his eyes.

I know this guy should have been drawn to my story, but the next time we meet, he might already see my tombstone.

"Another day, the old place will be gone."

He smiled and turned away, until I was seen out of the café, and for the first time, he had the luxury of beckoning a taxi in front of me.

It seems that there is something urgent.

"Sir, you have spent a total of 58 yuan, may I ask whether you pay by card or cash."

"TM, what are the handfuls of coffee so expensive?"

I inadvertently exclaimed, but the rough words caused the other guests to look back.

"You... You are drinking from our store new.... ”

"Stop."

The beautiful waitress in front of me just wanted to explain, but I subconsciously covered my mouth with my hand, and my mind went blank for an instant.

I just felt that I hadn't recovered from the memories just now, and even thought that this was still a strange fortification at a depth of 800 meters underground.

"I'm sorry."

I hurriedly let go of my hand, took out a wad of hundred-dollar bills from my pocket in a panic, and then turned away to the surprise of everyone.

I hadn't even figured out how to squander the little time I had left for the sudden compensatory payment.

For the next few days, I soaked myself in the company of all kinds of girls in the bar every day, and I was drunk to the core.

The feeling of emptiness in my heart finally got a trace of satisfaction.

But after this period of time, it became more lonely and more difficult to make up.

I was holding a can of beer, my eyes shaking, and I was shaking in the street.

It was early in the morning, and the pedestrians on the street couldn't dodge me when they saw me, as if they had seen some kind of demon.

"Run..., run..., run..., Lao Tzu... Does Lao Tzu look like a bad guy? ”

I was full of alcohol, and I had just crawled out of the vat, the dim street lamp above me flickering.

In fact, it was under the influence of alcohol that caused my vision to be wrong, even hallucinating.

"Xiaonan..., I miss you so much..., where are you?"

I finally couldn't hold back my tears, and the tears in my eyes flowed like a rushing riverbank.

At this moment, I couldn't tell whether it was wine or tears on my face, but I just felt that my heart was distressed, it was a heart-rending pain.

Rooted in the chest, rooted in the brain. ”

Until suddenly a little girl appeared in front of me, wearing a delicate ponytail, sitting on the side of the road with her back to me and crying quietly.

I staggered over to her and sat down, only to find out after inquiry.

It turned out that she accidentally got off the wrong station, and there was no one to accompany her parents in the dark night, so she couldn't help but feel scared and lonely.

I looked at the lovely face in front of me, who was only six or seven years old, with tears in her eyes, and wanted to take her to find her parents.

But the hour hand of my watch was already pointing to 12:00, and I was afraid that something would happen if I left her here.

Then he took her and returned to the rental house where he lived step by step.

Follow the step-by-step climb of the staircase and gently twist the key to the door.

The room that I hadn't entered for days was covered with cobwebs, and even the table was covered with thick dust.

I frowned and couldn't help but smile wryly.

Although it was messy, there were still two cubicles, and after a few words of care, I made the bed for her and went back to my room to sleep deeply.

However, this night seemed too long.

"Woooooooo

I was awakened by the sound of a violent rubbing, and it sounded like someone was sharpening a knife.

I just wanted to do a handstand and kick the ceiling above me with my foot to make the occupants above me settle down.

But he found that the voice seemed to come from his house.

I groaned in my heart, and silently stepped on the ground with my bare feet, and came to the little girl's door and pushed a gap open slightly.

But I saw that immature and delicate face, lying on the bed and falling asleep, even with mud and tears on his face.

"TM, could it be that my hysteria has flareed up again."

I muttered to myself and looked up at the strange half-moon outside the window, and gradually returned to the room and fell asleep again.

This time, I slept until three o'clock in the morning, when a violent thunderclap accompanied by terrible raindrops "crackled" on the windows of the rental house.

"Ahh

As soon as I woke up and turned on the room light, I found that the switch next to me seemed to be out of order, and the surrounding darkness was like a dead silence.

"It's evil."

I muttered to myself, just about to lift the covers and get up to check the electrical circuitry in the room.

But I saw a familiar and unfamiliar immature face, emerging in the darkness.

She sat barefoot cross-legged on my lap, holding something in both hands, as if she had quietly carried it behind her to keep me from seeing.

I chuckled in my heart, watching the little girl in front of me, who was only six or seven years old, gradually show a weird smile, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

"You... Don't come here, don't...".

I was delirious by the sight before me, but I saw her pale arm clenching a sharp knife and raising it above her head.

"You... Who you are and who you really are. ”

I roared, only to find that my body couldn't move at all.

Just as he wanted to struggle desperately, the appearance of the little girl in front of him suddenly changed.

The delicate facial features became pale, and even the eyeballs in the eye sockets were as if they had been dripping with ink, black and shiny.

The blood vessels spreading out of his face gradually emerged from the skin, but they were all black and bruised, and he laughed non-stop as if he was enchanted.

"Tell you quietly..., everyone who leaked the Rashomon plan will die!"

She lowered her head and whispered a few times in my ear in very broken Chinese, and the sharp knife held high in her hand fell suddenly.

"Ahh

A scream echoed through the night sky, and the smell of blood filled the room.