matchmaking

The inexplicably opened door was like a heavy boulder falling from the sky, making the atmosphere more and more dull.

Luo Youning always had the illusion that there was someone hovering outside the door.

Qiao Jing comforted him, perhaps the door was not locked properly last night.

The two of them ate breakfast absent-mindedly, and after a few mouthfuls, they each packed up their dishes and prepared to go out.

Luo Youning went to the back room to change clothes, and Qiao Jing went out first.

The sky was gloomy, and there was little light in the corridor.

The elevator slowly went up from the basement, and when it stopped on the first floor, it couldn't reach their floor.

Qiao Jing always felt that there was something weird, but after waiting for a while, she realized that it was the dying silence in the cubicle.

All sounds were pulled away, and a dead silence like a vacuum filled the narrow elevator room.And amidst this dead silence, another aggressive and strange sound suddenly rose.

— duh, duh, duh

The sound seemed to come from behind the thin metal door of the elevator, or behind the door leading to the safety exit, but if you listen carefully, it seemed to come from the closed glass window on the side.

Sound is everywhere and everywhere.He was still polite at the beginning, but later became more impatient, like a monster that appeared out of the blue, trying to bluff to aggravate the fear of others.

Qiao Jingyuan didn't want to pay attention to it until he noticed a faint sight around him.Viciousness and hatred came from that line of sight, and almost melted into substance, which sent chills down one's spine.

Following the faint feeling, he glanced sideways at the nearby window.As if aware of his gaze, a mass of bloody and rotten flesh was snapped down.

The bright and clean glass was soaked in blood in an instant.

Qiao Jing noticed the slender tail trailing at the end of the piece of meat, and saw a long tail trailing behind it, vaguely a huge mouse.

The Shuoshu that had been stripped of its fur was not yet dead, Chi Chi Chi Chi was dying.During the shaking, blood and water dripped out of the window, making hideous tracks.

The percussion sound became more and more fierce, almost beating desperately.

The voices began to converge, gradually gathering in one place from all directions.At the closed elevator door, someone was struggling to get out of the elevator shaft.The elevator door seemed to be unable to withstand the gravity and gradually protruded into a strange shape, and even the silhouette reflected on it became distorted and hideous.

The elevator started to go up quickly, getting closer and closer... getting closer and closer!

Without changing her face, Qiao Jing turned and went back to the corridor.

It just so happened that Luo Youning locked the door and came out, met him head-on, and was slightly taken aback: "What's wrong?"

Qiao Jing grabbed his shoulders and turned into the safe passage with the door half open: "The elevator is broken, let's take the stairs."

Security lights illuminated the dimly lit stairwell day and night.

Qiao Jing didn't dare to let go of Luo Youning, so she turned to shake his hand.Compared with the two of them, Luo Youning has shorter hands and smaller knuckles, so he doesn't know how to get the strength to punch in a fight.

Qiao Jing held his hand, feeling that it was a small animal curled up in his palm and trembling.

He somehow recalled an old event.

Yu Bingwen once picked up a baby sparrow.

A fluffy little ball, not even half the size of a palm.

Its short wings as big as fingers were slightly injured, and it couldn't fly no matter how fluttering it was, it could only run around on the concrete floor with its two thin legs stretched out.

The little wild cat curled up in the grass and watched it, and was about to jump out and snatch it away. A big hand descended from the sky and snatched it away without any mistake.

The little bird cub was dazed, huddled in the temporary cage surrounded by wide palms, fluttering and trembling with its little furry wings.

Holding it carefully, Yu Bingwen greeted his friends behind him: "Come on! I've got him!"

Luo Youning chased after him with two people's schoolbags in hand and said, "He is learning to fly, what are you doing with it?"

Qiao Jing pushed the bicycle and followed slowly.

Yu Bingwen said: "Its wings are injured, and if it flies again, the cat will take it away."

The little sparrow huddled in his hand and chirped, and the female sparrow on the big tree responded eagerly.

Luo Youning asked, "Is it mother looking for it?"

Yu Bingwen teased him: "You think this bird is called Luo Ningning."

The little sparrow pecked at his finger with its tender beak, but Yu Bingwen was not afraid of pecking because of his thick skin and thick flesh. He just loosened his jaw slightly, allowing the little bird's head to poke out slightly to look around.

The branches are luxuriant, and the sound of birdsong is endless.Luo Youning raised his head and looked around according to the sound, and there were two slightly larger sparrows resting on the nearby branch among the shaded green trees, still jumping up and down and calling.

"Take it back and you won't be able to support it." Qiao Jing still said, "Put it on the tree. The mother bird is here, maybe it will come and take him away later."

Yu Bingwen hesitated for a while: "Forget it, I'll put it back."

He held the little bird in one hand and was about to kick the tree in three or two steps, Luo Youning hurriedly stopped him: "Don't, don't, don't! It's just your size, you will fall down before the bird is released."

He rolled up his sleeves, took the little bird from Yu Bingwen's hand and carefully wrapped it in his palm, grabbed the tree trunk with his left arm, and kicked off a thick branch of the tree with quick legs and feet.

Yu Bingwen commanded blindly from below: "Go up and up again, be careful... Grab it firmly and let it go! Come down quickly, don't wobble."

"Aunt Yu! Can you just shut up—" Luo Youning didn't dare to touch the tree branch, so he hugged the thick tree trunk tightly, stretched out his arms, and placed the little bird in a place with lush branches and leaves.

The little sparrow didn't struggle any more, and just squatted there obediently.

They thought the mother bird would take the little fluff.

However, when they went to school the next day and walked under the tree again, they found a fuzzy mass of flesh and blood stuck between the branches——

The fledgling wings were shattered into the bones of the blood, and the young life died at the whim of the perpetrator.

They thought it was just an accident.

Yu Bingwen, who has a girlish heart, naturally likes puppies and cats.However, no matter what they raised after that, none of them survived seven days.

The death of young animals is always horrific, curled up in a well-laid cardboard box, revealing the cruelty and viciousness of the perpetrators.

Qiao Jing once thought that Luo Youning's arrogance had offended someone, but now that she thinks about it again, she realizes that there is always some inextricable connection.

The elevator seemed to be really broken, and many people went downstairs from the safe passage.

There were maintenance personnel and security guards rushing upstairs carrying the racks, but the same thing never happened again.

Until they got in the car, the two of them didn't have any extra topics to talk about.

Luo Youning didn't ask too many questions, and Qiao Jing wouldn't take the initiative to ask.

Before getting into the car, Luo Youning suddenly noticed it and looked back unintentionally.

There is a round can on the back seat of the car.The white porcelain is warm and moist, with delicate lines, and it looks familiar, but suddenly it is the white porcelain jar with landscape carvings on Qiao Jing's table.

He saw that the porcelain pot was always inexplicably close, so he couldn't help reminding: "This one in the back seat of the car, do you want to fix it with something?"

Qiao Jing looked back: "No need, this is fine."

The new town is half an hour's drive from the old town.Early in the morning on weekends, there are few people along the way.

Entering the old city area, people pushed the breakfast carts and set up food one after another at the corners of the streets.

Youtiao fritters crackled in the oil pan, steam was steaming in the steamer, and when the lid was lifted, fat white buns and steamed buns were squatting all over the floor.

Luo Youning only glanced sideways, Qiao Jing had already driven the car over, stopped and bought a bag and handed it to him: "You ate too little just now, let's fill your belly."

Holding the steaming meat buns in his hands, his palms felt warm from being ironed.

Luo Youning was at a loss and took it over: "Thank you." He wanted to say a few more words, but no matter how much he said, it was dry and polite. It’s strong, and Dayu likes to buy it for breakfast.”

Qiao Jing glanced at him with a calm expression: "You guys always like the same thing."

"It's far from it." Luo Youning laughed: "He likes Hello Kitty Snoopy, who wants to like those things like him."

Qiao Jing slightly bent her lips: "Then what do you like?"

"I like it..." Luo Youning suddenly turned a corner when he was about to say it, and Luo Youning shook his head, "There is no one who likes it permanently."

"That's right," Qiao Jing said, "Except for the fixed person, how can there be other fixed favorites."

These words sounded unclear, but Luo Youning always felt that there was a deep meaning in them.He wanted to ponder it carefully, but felt that it was unnecessary, after all, the most important person who belonged to them was gone.

Whether you like it or love it deeply, most of them have disappeared with death, and you can't escape the sentence that you are gone.