Looking out the window, the man was about to disappear into the night, and I chased him out.

He walked into the hallway and climbed the stairs step by step.

Unhurriedly, he stopped in front of the door of the room at the end of the rooftop.

It was a room built on the top floor and used for rent.

He opened the door, turned back, and said to me, who was hidden in the stairwell.

"I know you're there, why don't you come in and sit down?"

That day, I had just taken a shower with a suspender pajamas in the window and a coat over it.

Actually, I have an idea.

The room is not big, but very tidy.

He said, "Would you like a glass of water?" Only mineral water. ”

I shook my head, I didn't come to drink water, I went straight in.

"You said there was a way to help me deal with that bastard."

"Have you thought about it?"

"Yes, it's just ......," I tugged at my coat, "it's just, what are your conditions, I mean, you also know that I don't have any money." ”

"Sometimes, money doesn't matter."

The hand he handed me the water was slender and white, not like someone who did that kind of thing, and I was guessing what the face under that mask looked like.

It shouldn't be ugly, I even have a little expectation, what kind of perfect face must be worthy of those hands?

"So, what do you need?"

He paused, and under the mask, he couldn't see his expression.

"If I say I want you as a person, would you do it?"

"I, I do."

I know, this is the work done on the tip of the knife, how can people work for you for nothing without paying a price?

I gritted my teeth, and it was the last time I shuddered.

Stretched out his hand and took off his coat, closed his eyes, and looked like he was at home.

I waited a long time, but I didn't wait for him to act.

He picked up the coat that had fallen on the ground and threw it into my hands.

"Wear it, if I do that, what's the difference between me and that bastard?"

I think Xiao Zhi was right, even though he was wearing an ugly and even somewhat scary mask.

But he is indeed a good man.

I'm a little unsure: "I want to know why you're helping me." ”

His voice was cold, the kind that was cold to the marrow.

"I'm not helping you, sometimes, bastards deserve the punishment they deserve."

That night, I walked downstairs and returned to my room and stayed up all night.

The next night, he did not appear in the shadow of the creeper.

Actually, from the night before, I wanted to see him, and I no longer had to hide behind the curtains and watch him quietly.

I just had to go to the room at the end of the rooftop and knock on the door.

I'm a little nervous, he promised to do that bastard, when exactly? He hasn't given me a specific time yet.

Xiao Zhi ran under the basketball hoop as always, immersed in his own world.

The moonlight hit his body, like the kind of boy with a melancholy temperament in Riman.

I opened the door, grabbed a pair of slippers, and walked up the stairs step by step.

I knew I should have stayed away from that person. He should be the kind of dangerous person in the eyes of the world.

But in the dark, there is an invisible force that makes me want to get close to him.

The door knocked for a long time, but it never opened.

There was no light coming out of the window, and he wasn't there.

There was a wicker chair on the rooftop, and I moved it over and put it in front of his door and sat down.

I waited so long that I fell asleep.

I don't know when, a clear smell wafted from the rooftop.

I'm a spirit, and he's back.

When he saw me, he didn't speak, he opened the door, and I followed him.

He stood in front of the window and looked out at the outside world.

"The matter is settled, you go back, I'm going to rest."

I was still stubborn on his side, and he was a little angry.

"Don't you understand? I'm tired, I'm going to rest, you can go back. ”

I still don't move.

He was a little helpless: "Okay, whatever you want." ”

He turned and lay down, the fox mask still there.

I sat on the edge of the bed and reached for the mask.

A cold voice sounded, enough to kill me a thousand times if it could kill.

"This is my bottom line, whoever touches my bottom line will die."

I shuddered and withdrew my hand.

"Not leaving?"

Still stubborn, I squeezed over to him and lay down.

He was unceremonious, carried me straight to the door, closed the door, and didn't give me the slightest chance.

That night, I was still stubbornly guarding the door, I don't know why, I felt that as long as he was there, I would feel at ease.

On the fourth night, late in the evening, he returned, looking a little tired.

But he finally let me in, and lay down beside him, a strong sense of security hanging over me.

It was the most restful day I've slept since that bastard went crazy.

When he woke up in the morning, he was gone.

The room on the rooftop was empty.

On the rooftop, a pot of nightshade exuded a fragrance, which coincided with the smell on his body.

On the day he left, the pot of nightshade had not yet bloomed.

Looking down from the rooftop, under the basketball hoop in the yard, for a moment, I thought he was hidden in the shadow of the creeper.

The night breeze blew coolly, and I knew that person would never appear in my life again.

And I, although I got rid of the torture of that bastard, I had an indescribable feeling inside.

Apathy?

I also know that even that bastard treats mom like this, and treats this family.

I still have a special affection for that bastard.

I don't know if I'm sad or sad as a part of this family, I'm just a victim of this family.

Even if that bastard went to another world, his shadow still loomed over the home like a demon.

I want to curse him fiercely, don't be a human in the next life, in the next life.

He doesn't deserve the Chinese characters that are combined one by one.

The policeman probably went to the house and there was no one, and at this time he was under the basketball hoop, slowly stomping square steps.

In the morning, Hu Lai and his mother sent Xiao Zhi's clothes and did not come back.

The bastard is gone, and the two of them can legitimately be together.

I don't know if this ending is good or bad.

In short, it was all a life that had nothing to do with me.

I'll turn 18 next year, and I won't be in it for long.

But what if I come out? This tragic life has left a deep imprint on my heart.

The only person who gave me warmth, he was the one who walked on the edge of the city.

Destined not to have any more dealings with me.

If there's ever a chance I'll ever see him again, it's when he's behind bars.

Step by step down the stairs, trying to appreciate what it felt like the man to walk on the stairs in the dead of night.

At the end of the aisle, the policeman seemed to be waiting a little impatiently.

He was about to turn around when I walked over.

"Officer, are you waiting for me?"