Chapter 1: The Lost Spring

Wu Chun has always believed that he has found the meaning of existence. A good job, a lovely girlfriend, just a few days ago, the game he was responsible for designing and developing was selected as an excellent game by an authoritative magazine, it can be said that Wu Chun's future is full of hope.

But, just today, everything is turned upside down.

At this moment, he walked aimlessly in the city at night, letting the cold autumn wind whip his body, the neon lights of the city kept flickering, and the light exposed Wu Chun to the light, they seemed to laugh at Wu Chun's incompetence.

Wu Chun raised his head and glanced at the brightest street lamp not far away, the strong warm light pierced his eyes almost into a slit, and a mocking human face seemed to appear in that halo.

"Hehe, are the lights also sarcastic to me?" Wu Chun said a little numbly.

He turned to look, and even the neat trees on both sides of the street seemed to be hideous faces, swaying in the breeze and laughing.

At this time, Wu Chun didn't like anything, and unconsciously, Wu Chun, who was wandering aimlessly, stopped in front of a noisy anti-theft iron door, which was a roadside residential building with a high floor.

Strong rock music came out from inside the iron door, and every drum beat strongly shook Wu Chun's heart, and he looked up at this very ordinary security door, and the sound came from behind the door.

Inside the door is a private house, known to those who are familiar around it, and it is a meeting place for some paranoid young people, and this society is the least lacking of such marginal alternative young people.

At this moment, in the spacious living room, a dozen young men and women were writhing in an almost crazy rhythm, the youngest of whom looked less than eighteen years old, and the oldest was only about twenty years old.

They are all dressed in an offbeat, even weird way. Their hair is all colorful, and some of them are difficult to see on the streets. The girls were dressed in extremely revealing clothes, and their youthful curves were fully revealed.

On the sofa, a yellow-haired young man with a Moxican head was holding a young girl, the girl's long hair was dyed an alternative blue, her face was beautiful, she looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, and the yellow-haired young man was constantly moving on the girl's body, causing the girl to gasp again and again.

In the corner not far away, there is a man and a woman leaning against the wall and kissing constantly, looking at the jiashi, ready to stage a blockbuster.

One thing they have in common among these people is that their eyes are sometimes confused and sometimes fanatical.

Here is a marginal shijie, here ** is mostly called the scum of society, they are alternative, they are degenerate, they are crazy, they are addicted to drugs, they advocate alternative freedom, and now, it is their time to enjoy the joy of an alternative life.

At that moment, with a squeak, the door was pushed open, and a figure appeared in the doorway.

“......”

Everyone was stunned, even the stereo was turned off, the living room was quiet, and all eyes were focused on this uninvited guest.

I saw that the person who came was also a young man, about twenty-three or four-year-old, wearing a black suit and a red tie, dressed more orthodox, looking like an office worker.

The short black hair is a little messy, the eyebrows are broad, the bridge of the nose is straight, and the appearance can be regarded as upright, but his eyes are dead gray, and the decadent color on his face, there is a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and even the suit on his body is torn in many places, which can't help but make people wonder if this person has just been robbed.

"Who are you?" asked a thin young man with big red hair and earrings in the room.

People didn't seem to expect that there would be such a scene in the house, more than a dozen colorful alternative young men and women, and even, a man and a woman on the sofa were ready to be staged into a ** movie. For a moment, the visitor froze in place, not knowing how to answer.

"Well, hey, who the hell do you know this guy? Who called him? This dress is too. Seeing that the other party did not answer, the red-haired young man immediately asked his companion in the room.

Everyone looks at me, I look at you, and they all see incomprehension and confusion in each other's eyes.

The red-haired young man suddenly understood that no one knew this guy, so he stepped forward a few steps, looked the intruder up and down a few times with that malicious look, and then said, "Well, this is a private place, I advise you to disappear immediately before I get angry." ”

Unexpectedly, the person who came came out of his mouth actually spit out two words.

"Wu Chun. His voice was a little nervous, and it seemed more like a knee-jerk answer.

"What?" the red-haired young man was stunned, "what did you say?"

"Didn't you ask who I am? My name is Wu Chun. I ......" Before the visitor could finish his words, he was interrupted by the laughter of the red-haired youth.

"You, hahahaha, your name is Wu Chun, hahahaha, yes, it looks like you're pretty much the same, but we have a lot of spring here!haha, hey, brother, I like his name, come in and have a good time!Wu Chun, hahahaha!" Unexpectedly, the red-haired young man daxiao put his arm around Wu Chun's neck and walked in, closing the door with his feet.

Everyone in the room seemed to be laughing at Wu Chun's name, and the man and woman on the sofa guessed each other.

The young man daxiao said: "You say, didn't his father want him to find a woman, so he gave him this name, haha!"

The girl also smiled: "Hehe, it's possible, but it doesn't look like he is the first brother anymore! Or is he speaking out in winter?"

The two of them spoke in a loud voice, so that Wu Chun, who entered the room, could hear it completely, and the girl's tone had a strong sense of spring, but Wu Chun's face was not at all spring, he took the wine bottle handed to him by the red-haired young man and was stunned for a moment, and then he just raised his neck, and drank it all, looking a little arrogant.

The red-haired young man originally planned to give him the cup after the wine bottle was handed to him, but he didn't expect that while he was turning around to find the cup, Wu Chun drank it all in one go. He looked at Wu Chun, who was hiccuping, and the empty bottle in the other party's hand for a while, and only after a while did he react and scolded in an exaggerated voice: "What's the matter, Lao Tzu, this is 20,000 bottles of Hennessy Richard, should you be junk beer from a street food stall?"

Wu Chun hiccuped again, his cheeks were already slightly red, he looked at the red-haired young man strangely, and replied in a voice louder than the other party: "Yes, the wine is used to drink, do you like to taste it slowly like a girl, damn." ”

After Wu Chun finished speaking, his somewhat hazy eyes looked directly at the girl on the sofa, and the desire in his eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

The red-haired young man was stunned again, and then patted Wu Chun's shoulder vigorously and said, "Hahahaha, brother is arrogant, that's right, Dabin, open the wine, if you are a man, you have to drink like Brother Chun, hahahaha." ”

"What's the matter, either call me Angkor, or call me Da Chun, and then ** brother I, what the hell and you are in a hurry...... Hiccup!" Wu Chun yelled at the top of his voice.

The crazy music continued to play, and the people in the room continued to dance, and everything seemed to be the same as before, except that there was an unfit man in the room, and the number of empty bottles gradually increased......

Most people learned Wu Chun's way of drinking, and finally, after killing a few bottles of expensive wine, most of them staggered, Wu Chun couldn't stand the stamina of foreign wine, he felt that the world was spinning in front of him, and the crazy metal music stimulated his hearing, and he seemed to see the scene of his girlfriend leaving him.

Wu Chun wanted to yell to vent the emotions that kept spinning in his heart, but his stomach was also spinning, and he wanted to vomit when he opened his mouth.

You must know that Hennessy's fierceness is like a fighter in foreign wine, and the stamina is quite large. Wu Chun, who was still a little sober, immediately shook and rushed to the bathroom, and began to vomit.

After vomiting, Wu Chun felt much more comfortable, and washed his face in the washbasin, the cold water seemed to stir up his memories, and he looked at himself blankly in the mirror.

In the mirror, he was still the familiar self, but at this moment, his eyes and cheeks were red, and his face was fierce and unwilling, and his hateful eyes seemed to want to rush out of the mirror. Maybe it was because of the alcohol, Wu Chun's mind reacted a little before he remembered that he would have such eyes and expressions.

Wu Chun was born in a remote small county, and his family background can only be described as poor, but Wu Chun studied hard, he lived up to expectations, and was finally admitted to a famous university in Beijing.

Since then, Wu Chun has been smooth sailing, his college grades are very good, he also met a lovely girlfriend, after graduation, he was also proud, was selected by a game design company, participated in game development, and the results were very outstanding, just a few days ago, he led the design and development of the game was nominated for the excellent award, all of which made Wu Chun full of hope for the future.

But today, fate shattered all his hopes one after another. The excellent game he designed was conspired by the damn director, and his name was stolen, and his girlfriend left him, taking most of his belongings with him.

Today, Wu Chun received a call from his hometown, and the call came with the sad news that made him miserable, and his father died suddenly.

Just now, people from the Public Security Bureau found him for questioning and investigation, they suspected that Wu Chun had stolen someone else's game copyright, if it was verified, then he would probably spend the next three years behind bars. Wu Chun even suspected that with the other party's means, there was no point in verifying or not verifying......

The wounds on his body were also left during the torture, and as for the rules that forbid the use of the suspects, they were only used to violate.

It was only at this time that Wu Chun understood that it turned out that Shijie was not so beautiful......

Is fate playing with me? Alive...... What's the point?

Just when Wu Chun was dazed and cranky, suddenly, the music outside stopped and became quiet, followed by a noisy and strange sound.

Wu Chun calmed down and listened carefully, there were crashing sounds, breaking sounds, and even terrible screams.

Wu Chun panicked in his heart, but the anesthesia of alcohol and human curiosity made him immediately open the bathroom door and walk towards the living room.

The scene in the living room made Wu Chun's wine wake up most of it immediately, his pupils dilated instantly, and he looked at the unbelievable scene in front of him blankly.