The sun is shining, the shade of the trees is slightly cool, in the pharmacy, the boss deliberately lowered his body, the window didn't know when it had been closed, the whole room was a little darker, and the boss mysteriously gave the middle-aged gloomy man opposite a small bottle...

The gloomy man covered the bottle with his sleeve in disbelief, and it seemed that it was going too well to make him suspicious, and he said to his boss, "Works?"

The boss smiled weirdly, "The crane is red, it's impossible not to die." ”

“... Crane... "A little beggar with blue circles in his left eye looked through the crack in the window, poked his head and shook his ass, staring at the small bottle under the sleeve of the gloomy man, salivating on his face...

......

It took a little effort for Bing to get two dirty steamed buns, and he patted the panda eye leaning against the wall, but found that the kid was motionless.

He pushed a handful of panda eyes, and the whole person fell to the ground with a snap of panda eyes, and an empty small bottle gurgled on the ground.

The panda's eyes were motionless as if they were dead, unconscious and painless.

This scared the ice, the wind blew the willows on the side of the road, the young branches were green, and the world was quiet and full of sighs.

The sunlight fell on his face through the canopy, and Xiao Bing was a little overwhelmed.

Bing remembered that when his grandfather died, he was also so quiet and motionless.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? You're not going to eat again. Bing struggled a little in his heart, he was just a child who didn't know the world, and he didn't know how to face life and death.

"Wake up... Awake... Wake up..."Bing was a little out of control, he didn't want anyone to die in front of him anymore.

He vaguely saw the panda-eye's mouth twitch, and he was stunned.

Then he saw Panda Eyes rubbing his face lazily with his hands, and then heard Panda Eyes purring loudly.

Ice suddenly collapsed to the ground, revealing a relieved smile.

The wind blew the wicker, Xiao Bing's heart relaxed, and he felt the silence around him, as if the whole world had fallen asleep with the panda's eyes.

Looking at the bottle that fell on the ground, Bing frowned, he picked up the small bottle and smelled it, what is this, the smell inside is quite strange, a bit like the smell of flowers.

Bing couldn't remember what kind of flower it was, but he remembered that it didn't seem to be poisonous.

Since it is not poisonous, it doesn't matter, Bing threw the bottle aside, and found a few wild onions in the grass not far away, the thin wild onions are thinner than leeks, but the taste is very strong, Bing took the wild onions and ate them with dirty steamed buns.

The willow tree hangs down the soft branches, caressing the wind, eating steamed buns with ice and looking at the quiet road, hunger makes the food delicious, quiet makes the delicious indifferent, and the ice eats very slowly and elegantly.

The world at noon is quiet and peaceful, and Bing likes the feeling, so it's a bit distracted.

Even if it is bitter, even if it is hungry, even if it is displaced, people have a moment of peace, and suffering is never a reason to stop everything.

As if sensing something, Bing woke up in a trance, he saw a gloomy man looking around for something, soon he showed a smile, he hurriedly picked up the small bottle that was discarded by Bing and looked around carefully, and then looked at the bottle, but at this moment his face was instantly ugly, and even very annoyed and threw the bottle to the ground. He found that Bing was looking at him with a steamed bun, and instantly said angrily, "Look at what, be careful that I poison you." ”

Bing felt inexplicable, and pulled another wild onion in the grass, eating it beautifully, ignoring the person.

Everyone has their own dignity, everyone has their own status, and if a person feels inferior to his status, he will also lose his dignity.

But the dignity that escaped by being inferior is no longer dignity.

So Xiao Bing is not like this, and he does not leak humility.

The jubilant leaves and the rustling of the wind reveal the silence of the world.

A man with a gloomy face appeared in a small shop, and the owner of the shop stared at him with surprised eyes, vaguely flustered, but in an instant this panic disappeared, leaking a habitual smile.

"How did you come back. ”

The gloomy man placed a fist-sized silver ingot on the table in front of the boss, "Hedinghong, another bottle." ”

The boss was stunned for a moment, and put his hand on the silver ingot with a smile, his eyes were a little greedy, but in the end, he turned into a sigh and pushed the silver back in front of the man, "You have to spare people and spare people, and there are fewer things that hurt people's lives." ”

"Why didn't I see you say that before..."The gloomy man looked unhappy, even a little mocking.

The boss Cancan smiled and said, "You have already killed someone, if you kill again, it will be big, and I am not very bold, so..."

The gloomy man took out another silver ingot, slapped it on the table, and didn't speak, just looked at the boss

The boss smiled wryly, his expression struggling and excited.

Seeing the boss's expression, the gloomy man was very satisfied, and said lightly, "Don't worry, it won't cause you trouble." ”

Finally, the boss smiled, seemed to see something, leaked a hint of sarcasm, and took out another vial.

The gloomy man walked away with a sneer.

Looking at the small bottle in his hand in the sun, the gloomy man seemed to see what he wanted most.

It's just a sudden explosion from behind...

"Crane top red..."

In an instant, it felt like an incident at the east window, and the gloomy man was in a hurry to hide the bottle.

As a result, I heard an angry voice again, "Rotten thing..."

This is clearly scolding himself, "Who... Who is it..."

Then there was another burst of drinking, "It's Heding Red..."

Smack...

The gloomy man shuddered and didn't grasp his grip steadily, and the vial fell into the river.