Lin Weichi clearly remembered that when he was a child, Yang Guo took her and Qi Yang to try to make her parents open the door, but the result was a closed iron door.

For a long time, facing the iron door with a small advertisement, her mind was filled with chaotic crashing sounds.

"Qi Yang! Qi Yang! Lin Weichi knew that Qi Yang was at home.

When Qi Yang heard Lin Weichi's scream, he also heard the muffled sound of something hitting the door panel, the door in the house didn't look like a gate, and the thin wooden door trembled.

"Qi Jianjian, you're crazy!" Yang Guo's voice was sharp and full of fear.

Lin Weichi looked at the door lock, called Chen Xiangtao, and kicked the door hard: "Brother Tao, quick, come to Qi Yang's house, bring a few people, and pry the door." ”

Qi Yang pulled the doorknob and it was completely stuck.

"Let's build! Qi Jianjian, what are you doing? Only then did Qi Yang realize that this might not be an ordinary fight.

The door is jammed.

The latch is pulled out and the door still can't be opened.

"Let's build! Open the door! Your uncle! When Yang Guo's scream sounded, Lin Weichi's sound of banging on the door froze, and she leaned on the side of the door and looked inside.

Yang Guo heard Qi Yang's voice, the pain in her arm made her sweat instantly, Qi Jianshe grabbed the doorknob with one hand and stepped on her leg with the other.

Life in the alley doesn't seem like a dark quagmire all the time, Yang Guo has been fluttering in it for most of her life, she can't let Qi Yang flutter in it anymore.

Yang Guo shouted, Qi Yang slammed the door from behind, Qi Jianshe was like a machine that had lost its senses.

This is not a fight between husband and wife at all!

"Let's build! Open the door! I ......" When Yang Guo's voice disappeared, Qi Yang felt the feeling of falling flesh behind the door, his steps became more and more chaotic, and there was a strange smell in the air.

When he looked down again, he saw blood flowing from the crack in the door to his feet.

"Qi Jianjian, what did you do?" Qi Yang gritted his teeth, an ominous premonition hit his brain, Lin Weichi's shout disappeared, Qi Yang looked into the room, and slammed the door with a stool.

Lin Weichi also heard Yang Guo's voice disappear, she looked at Qi Jianjian with blood on both hands, her legs trembled a little, and finally her whole body was trembling, and a violent nausea and cold came out, but she still squatted on the ground and pressed the three numbers with difficulty.

"Why is it silent?" There were small sounds around him, and Lin Weichi even heard the iron doors in some rooms being opened, but they were closed again, and there was no sound of footsteps.

"Hello, this is ......"

"This is the old spinning mill, and it's dead! The second floor of the third dormitory ...... "Chen Xiangtao looked at Lin Weichi when he brought people over, and directly began to pick the lock.

Qi Yang took the stool and saw Qi Jianshe in front of him, and his whole leg was weak.

With his feet sticky, Qi Jianjian's mouth whispered: "My son is mine for the rest of his life, do you want to take it away?" ”

When Qi Yang's shouts and the sound of the stool sliding to the ground rushed out, Chen Xiangtao kicked the door open.

"Fuck me!" Zheng Hua smelled the smell and wanted to vomit directly.

When Chen Xiangtao rushed towards Qi Jianjian, Qi Yang was lying next to Yang Guo, his clothes were full of blood, and he shouted Yang Guo vaguely in his mouth, and Lin Weichi saw the bandage on his hand.

"No breathing......" Zheng Hua originally wanted to carry Yang Guo up, but Yang Guo was like a puddle of rotten meat.

The ambulance arrived first, and people had already gathered outside Qi Yang's house, even the people at the door.

"I didn't see anyone coming when the accident happened," Chen Xiangtao tied up Qi Jianshe and threw a stool outside the door, "What the fuck are you doing now!" ”

The ambulance staff were also startled when they rushed in, and they could smell the strong smell of blood in the air through their masks.

The adult was hopeless, and a nurse pulled Qi Yang and asked, "Are you injured anywhere, you are covered in blood...... You've got a forehead on your hand......"

Qi Yang frowned and shook off her hand and looked at Yang Guo's open eyes.

Qi Yang said what it was like not to show up, he felt that he should be very painful or very sad, if Yang Guo could say a few words to him now, maybe he would be able to cry.

But now he has a little tinnitus, and the sound of tinnitus is crushed in his head with the sound of an ambulance or a police car.

Chen Xiangtao looked at his trembling body, and his lips turned purple.

"Qi Yang ......"

"Qi Yang? Qi Yang! When Qi Yang rolled his eyes, Lin Weichi hurriedly grabbed him, the whole world was spinning, and the whole world was pale.

When Qi Yang sat at the table in the police station and looked at the transcript with a pen, he pulled the corner of his clothes, and the conversation on it was all about what the police had just asked him. The top of his head was slimy, and he patted it.

There are fine dust falling onto the paper.

Under the reflection of the light, the dust seemed to be flushed red, and he suddenly woke up, Yang Guo, his mother was killed by Qi Jianjian and his father.

He rubbed his eyes, it was already late at night, he felt a piece of wetness, raised his head, Lin Weichi stood in front of the window and looked at him.

He frowned as tears rolled down.

A tear hit the back of his hand, the bandage was so dirty, and a long mark dragged along the paper as he signed.

Out of the police station, Qi Yang touched the cigarette in his pocket, and when he pressed the lighter for the first time, it didn't light it, and he pressed it twice.

"The last straw that crushed the camel", Lin Weichi felt that this sentence was not wrong at all for Qi Yang, Qi Yang was pinching the lighter in this hot and humid night, and the cigarette in his left hand was not lit.

Qi Yang sat on the side of the road outside the police station and threw his cigarette to the ground.

Hold your head.

Lin Weichi couldn't say anything good, she lit a cigarette and sat next to him to smoke, and she could only see the dim street lamps in the smoke.

Slowly, Qi Yang's trembling turned into a whimper, and then from a whimper to a cry.

Chen sent a text message.

-Don't let Qi Yang go home in a hurry.

-All right.

Lin Weitai replied to the short message, pulled his clothes, and looked at the fruit in his hand, as if he couldn't eat it.

-It's not too late, is Qi Yang okay?

Xu Jing also sent a message to her, and she opened the group and saw that almost everyone was silent, and the silence was a little scary.

Xu Jing sent a screenshot.

- They started a new group and were discussing.

Knowing the relationship between Lin Weichi and Qi Yang, Lin Weichi sneered in his heart.

Looking at the records on the map, there are still a few people talking about Qi Yang's family, and they are speculating about the name of the man Yang Guo is looking for.

It's really, Lin Weichi looked at Qi Yang, Qi Yang's cry was already hoarse, and he got up and threw up at the side of the garbage can.

Lin Weichi patted him on the back, the sound of Qi Yang vomiting melted into the darkness, and Qi Yang's tears also fell to the ground and melted into the black dirt.

"It's not too late, I don't think my life is shining anymore." Qi Yang looked at what he spit out, and said such a sentence for a long time.

The pocket fell to the ground, making a small noise on the solid ground.

No one opened their mouths anymore, and they could not open their mouths.