Kifu Bar, a small music bar built on the basis of Kifu University, the music in it is full of the imprint of the 80s, youth without regrets, the era of white clothes, the brother who slept on my top bunk and other songs played on a loop, and even American country music, blues, jazz, etc.

Zhao Yuan and Zhang Dong drank silently, glass after glass. It wasn't until Zhang Dong fell on the table that Zhao Yuan stopped and asked in a deep voice, "You and Wenxi, what's going on?" ”

Zhang Dong was drunk, but his head was extremely sober, what was going on?

Junior high school transferred from Inner Mongolia to study in Central China, because his parents thought that the quality of education in Central China was better than in the north, Zhang Dong only felt more and more difficult, and then simply gave up his studies and mixed with people in society. Skipping class and leaving early, fights and brawls are commonplace, the third year of junior high school starts, his parents are divorced, and Zhang Dong is even more physically and mentally exhausted.

Just after a fight, I was walking on the street blankly, and my eyes fell on a child.

Through the light, Zhang Dong saw him walking into a dead alley with his schoolbag on his back, and after a while, he ran out again, and then went to ask for directions, walked forward for a while, and after a while, he went around this street again, and ran into the alley just now, and when he ran out again, he was so angry that he patted his head fiercely, and then simply took out the scotch tape, tore a few pieces of paper, and pasted them all the way, for fear of going back again. But the child, while sticking a marker, actually shook his head and hummed a song as if nothing had happened, and suddenly it was funny and cute. This made Zhang Dong can't help but look up at the cloudless sky, and there is a bright moon in the sky.

Zhang Dong's heart suddenly rose, and every time the kid pasted one, he tore one. Of course, the kid went around and around and went back to where he was, and was very anxious when the tape was gone.

The child was so anxious that he gritted his teeth and slipped into the alley that he had not dared to try, Zhang Dong knew that this was a dark dead alley.

Through the night, seeing the purity and calmness of the child's face, as if he had not experienced any troubles and troubles in the world, he was inexplicably impulsive in his heart, followed up, followed up, pounced from behind, and choked his neck. A terrible scream, being held between his fingers, the soft body in his arms, every squirming aroused Zhang Dong's great excitement, he advanced while slightly pinching the child's smooth spine with his thumb and forefinger, section after section. Until the body was weak and weak, until he was sweating, Zhang Dongfang threw down the child and strode away.

Zhang Dong ran away from home and then changed schools, but fortunately, no one has ever come to trouble him. Before graduating from high school, he signed up for the army, and because of his meritorious service and hard study, he was admitted to the military school in advance, and he has been in his third year, which has been more than six years.

"Creation makes people." Zhang Dong smiled bitterly, on the first day of military training, at first sight, he saw the young man in the crowd. He grew up and grew taller, and his baby's fat little face turned into a well-defined chin, and his short little flat head turned into a black three-seven point.

It's just that the young man didn't speak much, his face was always cold, and he never saw the smile on his face again, the half-mischievous, half-expectant smile, even if it occasionally floated, he didn't see any real happiness except for the pain and regret in his heart. Is it because of himself why he is like this? After repeated efforts, he finally couldn't get close to his frozen heart, and he didn't find an opportunity until he practiced in the wild, but it was too late after all.

"I didn't even dare to give him artificial respiration, I was afraid of defiling him, I was dirty... Zhang Dong muttered.

Zhao Yuan's fist fell Zhang Dong's face, Zhang Dong wiped the blood on his nose, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about you, I will deal with it myself." When the two left, they didn't notice that the waiter had just refilled his cup of coffee, leaving a small black box with a green glow at the bottom of the table.

The heart is higher than the sky, and the body is low. Zhao Yuan remembered that when Lin Wenxi was in psychology class the day before yesterday, the teacher asked for a self-evaluation, and Lin Wenxi said.

Repeatedly and constantly wash your body with the coldest water.

How did Lin Wenxi run into the biting fountain that night, and how did he come back. What grievances did you suffer at home? Why? Are Lin Wenxi people bad? It is said that poor people must have something hateful, but Zhao Yuan couldn't find Lin Wenxi's hatred at all, all he thought of was changing his bed very naughtily on the first day of school, only insisting on getting out of the queue for training during military training, and then working hard alone in the gymnasium, and only the concentration when he helped everyone peel the golden cherry seeds, and the smile when he returned to school. Is he hateful? Where is he hateful, but why is he going to endure all this?

Zhao Yuan felt like an accomplice, he didn't use any words, he simply asked Lin Wenxi to come with him, and Lin Wenxi really followed, without any doubt.

Even in a secluded corner of the campus, Lin Wenxi still did not hesitate, and the moment he saw Zhang Dong, Zhao Yuan saw that the color of Lin Wenxi's pupils had almost changed, and there were tears in his eyes.

"Wenxi, give Zhang Dong a chance." Zhao Yuan was not in a hurry to explain, but turned around and left, here, he had to hand it over to Zhang Dong to deal with himself.

Lin Wenxi pulled out and wanted to leave.

"Lin Wenxi, stand upright!" Zhang Dong's order was as before, majestic and solemn, Lin Wenxi didn't need to look back to seem to be able to see the white clouds and blue sky, under the scorching sun, by the hidden water river, how did the heroic Zhang Dong order himself to walk towards the river step by step, until he confided his heart loudly.

It's a pity that he is not Instructor Zhang, he is, Zhang Dong.

Lin Wenxi stood upright, turned around, bowed slightly to Zhang Dong, waved his hand, and did not say goodbye.

There was a sound of eager footsteps behind him, and Zhang Dong had already rushed to Lin Wenxi, holding a dagger in his hand. Lin Wenxi didn't have a trace of panic and looked at him quietly.

"Let's do it." Zhang Dong handed the handle of the dagger to Lin Wenxi, and attached to it was a certificate of life and death signed by Zhang Dong himself, Lin Wenxi calmly took the dagger, and the life and death form fell to the ground with the wind.

In a flash of white light, the knife fell in his hand, Zhang Dong tensed his whole body, gritted his teeth and chested up to meet all possible pain, and even, death. But he was stunned, and the knife slashed down on Lin Wenxi's arm, and the blood instantly covered the wound into a blur.

Lin Wenxi covered his wound and took a step back, his face was slightly pale from pain, and the smile on his face was like cold wind and ice, gradually hardening and becoming cruel.

"This knife is what I Lin Wenxi owes you, everything you did for me in military training, I paid it back, from now on you are still Zhang Dong, I am still Lin Wenxi! You owe me all your life, and I will never forgive you for the rest of my life! After Lin Wenxi finished speaking, he threw down the dagger and ran away.

Zhang Dong kicked the dagger into the garden and called out Zhao Yuan.

"He's hurt and I don't deserve his forgiveness." Zhang Dong patted Zhao Yuan's shoulder, smiled, paused, and finally didn't say anything and strode away.

Zhao Yuan saw the blood-stained paper on the ground, picked it up carefully, and read it quickly while holding his breath as he ran, his fists couldn't help but clench tightly.

With this certificate, and Lin Wenxi is under the age of eighteen, it is entirely possible to be exempt from any criminal punishment, that is, Zhang Dong is playing really, and he really put his life in the hands of Lin Wenxi. But the one who was injured was Lin Wenxi? didn't have time to think about it anymore, he hurriedly ran back to the dormitory, and went to the infirmary, but Lin Wenxi was already well bandaged.

"Don't worry, I won't die until Zhang Dong dies." Lin Wenxi only left this sentence.

Zhao Yuan knew that it was useless to say anything, and if he said too much, it was all wrong.

Zhao Yuan knew, Lin Wenxi thought repeatedly, he knew.

Two lines of tears flowed down to the pillow countless times in the night.