Chapter 41: Your Fault
In the complicated alley, Ye Qingxuan staggered and ran.
His body was almost fine, but every time he stepped he felt a dull pain spread from his bones. And...... Breathing gradually became harder, and the invisible restraint appeared again, and when the wind blew, it became more and more concrete.
When he lowered his head, he was chilled by what he saw.
In the reflection of the water, a faint and vague shadow lay on his body, which entangled around his throat and limbs, making it difficult for him to walk. If you don't look closely, you won't notice their presence at all.
He tried to pull it down, but it was formless and untouchable......
"It's useless, it's an invisible ghost. The child of Mother Darkness, a parasite that feeds on fear and flesh. Once you catch your prey, you won't give up. β
On his back, Bai Xi made a faint voice: "That person...... It's the ...... who came to get me."
Ye Qingxuan's face turned pale: "It's my fault." β
"It was your fault from the start. β
Bai Xi trembled in pain, and his voice became hoarse: "Between people and people...... There's some reason to help each other. You believe in those people, but those people will harm you. β
Ye Qingxuan could feel her pain as blood gushed out from under the cracked skin and seeped into his clothes, bringing a sticky heat.
She was suppressing the pain, but her fingers were clenched and white, as if there was an angry blade whirling around her body, and her heart was cracking. So I'm about to cry.
"Bai Xi, what's wrong with you?"
Ye Qingxuan was stunned, her body temperature was abnormal.
"It hurts, can't you see it? β
Bai Xi's fingers twitched, and his voice trembled: "It's all your fault...... If you hadn't saved me, there wouldn't have been so many things. Also, do you talk to people? You put me down, I don't want to talk to you anymore. β
She paused, her voice choked and thin:
"You let go of me, I want to go home......"
Ye Qingxuan was silent, panting and running.
For some reason, he suddenly remembered the white tide in his eyes that nightβhow much fear was hidden in that mixed dazed and hesitant expression?
"White tide. β
Ye Qingxuan asked softly, "Actually, you don't have a place to go back, right?"
The girl was silent and did not speak.
"Then don't say such sad things again. The boy bowed his head and whispered, "Haven't you started a new life?" β
He seemed to be talking to Bai Xi, and he seemed to be whispering to himself.
"Really?" Bai Xi asked softly.
"Yes. Definitely!"
Ye Qingxuan gritted his teeth, and finally saw something around the corner in front of him...... He had already figured out how to get rid of the footsteps behind him.
"All we need is ......"
Burst!
A low crash sounded,
A diminutive shadow crashed into his body.
The man burst out of the corner and stabbed something cold into his chest.
Ye Qingxuan was stunned, he lowered his head and stared at the smiling dwarf. The dwarf clutched the dagger in his hand, but the tip of the dagger sank into his chest, and blood flowed out.
The strength seeped through with the blood, and he fell to his knees.
Immediately after, the dwarf lifted Bai Xi's hair, reached out and took out a stack of things from his arms and covered Bai Xi's face, it was a stack of gauze with the smell of pungent potion. The girl struggled with difficulty, but she was unable to get up, and in the end, there was no sound.
"Wow! these two little are really hard to deal with. Almost missed...... "The dwarf grabbed the limp Bai Xi in his hand, and shook and looked at the fainting little girl, like a bear child eager to destroy looking at a doll.
"Son, move lightly!"
The old woman came out of the end of the alley, looked at Bai Xi's face, and her eyes were grim: "Someone spent a lot of money to ask for this little **, and you can't afford to pay for it if it is damaged." β
The dwarf, known as 'Zhizi', was stunned for a moment, reached out and pinched Bai Xi's face, his eyes were full of **: "Don't scare me, Emma, such a good skin, if it is only damaged a little, they won't find out, right?"
"Those Orientals don't seem to be easy to deal with, and if you're not afraid of death, go ahead and play your perverted games with her. β
"I don't care, after she tasted it once, maybe she wouldn't want to leave. β
Although he said that, he didn't continue to be obscene, but just swallowed and foamed, and handed the little girl to Emma: "What about the other one?
"Him?"
Emma glanced down at the young man in the pool of blood and sneered: "Anyway, it's going to die, waste recycling, take it back as feed." β
"I don't think it's safe, why don't I make up for it again?"
"It's okay, they like to live ......"
In a pool of blood, the boy's will sank into the darkness.
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In a painful stupor, Ye Qingxuan felt that he had fallen into the abyss.
There seemed to be a brief moment when he fell asleep and went through long, short dreams of things from the past
This sudden sight is like a memory, and it is like a dream, but it is far clearer than ever.
It was very dirty and snowy, and he was as embarrassed as he is now. Curl up in the garbage of the alley, exhale the last of the heat, and watch it dissipate in the cold wind.
Where is the snow? He forgot.
All he remembered was that there were Christmas fireworks colors rising from afar, illuminating the stars. Countless cheers were heard in the distance to welcome the arrival of the new year.
The fireworks are so good, they are fiery red, and the whole person seems to warm up when I look at them. Maybe it's not a pity to die like that.
He watched blankly as the snowflakes fell from the sky and melted into the mud. If he felt the indifferent gaze that swept over him, he glared back with the last of his backbone, viciously.
Until the end, those people are gone.
"It's pathetic. β
The harsh words finally dissipated in the endless snow. In the silence of the night, he was left alone.
Faintly, he heard the sound of small footsteps in the distance, lightly stepping on the snow powder, making a faint noise. As if sensing a noise in the alley, the dirty dog stood at the mouth of the alley and watched him, stepping on the mud.
Its long fur was covered with stains, and it was almost impossible to see its original color and appearance. But in the layers of dirt, the brown pupils were clear, reflecting the stunned expression of the little beggar.
As if seeing something noteworthy, it stood at the mouth of the alley, staring intently at his face until a long time later, silently approaching, raising its dirty front paws and pressing them on his shoulder.
The dog was really ugly, with a scar on his face that had been bitten by something else, drooling from the corners of his mouth, and a sour snort.
It was so close that it could see the little beggar's face clearly, and there was something in his eyes that was so clear that it didn't seem like pity or sympathy. It's just that for some reason, being looked at like this, he became sad for no reason.
"Look at what? Fuck off!"
Ye Qingxuan roared at it: "Don't look at me!"
But the tears flowed out uncontrollably, and they couldn't stop.
The dog cracked its mouth and smiled.
"Don't be afraid. β
It squealed softly, as it said. Licking the snow off his face, he gave him his temperature. As if at last it had found its kind, it leaned on the beggar, who was just as embarrassed as itself, squinted its eyes pleasantly, and fell asleep quietly.
Ye Qingxuan looked at the sleeping dog in his arms in silence, and after a long time, he gently hugged it.
They're all the same.
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As if in a moment's trance, he opened his eyes from his stupor, coughing violently.
The confined space is filled with a foul smell.
It's like a basement somewhere.
The iron handcuffs his left hand to a chain. Hanging from the top of a deep well, the sound of rushing water could be heard from the depths of the well, and a foul smell filled the narrow space.
The glow of fluorescent ground strains and dim oil lamps allowed him to see the moss on the damp walls around him, as well as the bronze medallions embedded in the corners. The bronze medal was rusted, but the simple number was still faintly recognizable.
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Then he understood what this place was.
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This is the only river on the island of Avalon.
It is a labyrinth hidden beneath the city of Avalon, a labyrinth that has been built, transformed, and abandoned over the course of three hundred years.
Sea water poured into it from the other side, then pumped and machined down to the palace, and then poured out in all directions from the intricate pipes.
It was clear when it came, but it was already turbid when it left, full of sewage, garbage, and rotting corpses.
Some people named it 'The River Thames' because it is said that the Prince of Thames, who died a mystery about the cause of death, drowned in it a hundred years ago.
This dark river runs through almost all of Avalon, and is loved by gangsters and killers alike, because it is a river that will carry away all troubles and traces, no matter how terrible the corpse or the evidence of the crime, if you throw it into it, it will leave with it forever.
No one can get it back.
When the dagger stabbed into his chest, Ye Qingxuan thought he was going to die. But maybe it's really like he said, some people's lives are so humble that even God doesn't want to take them back.
The dim light illuminated the hole in his chest, where a money bag, thick and tough old cowhide, blocked Ye Qingxuan's fatal knife.
After the dagger passed through the cowhide, it left only a half-inch-deep wound in his chest. The blistered white wound was twitching, and no pain was felt anymore. But there was also a cold pain spreading in my heart, which could not be stopped.
". β
Ye Qingxuan lowered his head and muttered softly.
He couldn't remember the last time he said it before, and he hadn't scolded anyone in a long time. He has always felt that scolding is just a sign of powerlessness, and those who have insulted him have been rewarded by him with fists in person, and those who have malice towards him have to pay the price for their malice.
But now he really wants to curse, because there is nothing he can do.
The girl he rescued was hurt in front of him, but he had no choice but to escape.
"!"
There was dust falling into his eyes, a burst of ** and pain.
It was your fault from the start.
Bai Xi's voice sounded again, as if in his heart, sighing with scars again and again: between people and people...... Where is there any reason to help each other?
You believe in those people, but those people will harm you.
"I'm sorry. β
Ye Qingxuan muttered softly and said to himself: "It turns out that I am naΓ―ve, and I am myself from beginning to end." β
He couldn't help but want to laugh, to laugh at himself.
In the silence, there was a sudden sound of the iron door being pushed open. The rusted deadbolt rubbed against each other, and the sound was shrill.
Someone's coming.