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Zhang Jin saw Cheng Kuang stuffing the letter into the drawer as if avoiding snakes and scorpions, and saw Cheng Kuang go out when the bell rang for evening self-study.Although Cheng Kuang looked expressionless, Zhang Jin suddenly realized with empathy that he was very irritable.

With the letter in his pocket, Cheng Kuang walked all the way through the corridor, stopped at the northernmost staircase, took out his lighter and lit a cigarette.

There was no overhead light in this area, and the light from the street lamp under the stairs was faintly shining. Under the dim yellow light, Cheng Kuang took out the things in his pocket and threw them on the ground like trash.After staring in silence for a while, he squatted down distractedly, and with a movement of his finger, the cigarette butt pierced the exposed eyes of the person in the photo through the hollow peach heart.

This is a pair of peeping eyes from a dark corner, muddy and obscene.Cheng Kuang felt a spasm in his stomach as soon as he met that look.

He couldn't help but think of the abandoned factory on Yanshi Street, it was a rat's nest.

A cramped board room that sees no light, a leaky toilet with muddy footprints on the floor, a lame iron frame bed... damp and moldy bedding on the bed, and a torn rag that smells like urine.

And a mouse in human skin.

The first time Cheng Kuang noticed those sneaky eyes was in the crack of the toilet door.

The toilet in the factory was built temporarily for construction workers, and it was very simple.In the end, the construction site was not completed, and the workers dispersed, so it became a public toilet, dirty all the year round, and no one cleaned it.The gap between the door of the toilet is two fingers wide, it cannot block the wind, and of course it cannot block the prying eyes.

When the cigarette butt pierced through the photo, Cheng Kuang suddenly had an idea.

He thought, why didn't these eyes be blinded at that time?

At night after the beginning of winter, Cheng Kuang sat on the stairs, blew on the lighter, and burned several anonymous letters that had been written in the past few days.

Who sent the letter?Who took the photo?Who is hiding behind the anonymity?How much did that person know about that incident back then?What is the purpose of sending these disturbing photos to him?

The photo was burned to ashes in the flames, but a series of questions were left behind. The anonymous person still looked at Cheng Kuang with evil intentions.

After crushing out the cigarette butt, Cheng Kuang walked back against the wind. When passing the toilet, he passed the dog-legged trio and didn't see their gun brother.The corridor leading to the classroom is between the toilet and the boiling water room. When Cheng Kuang walked to the corner, he was dragged into the boiling water room like a monkey fishing for a moon.

The irritability in his heart hadn't cooled down yet, when he suddenly bumped into someone who was begging for a fight, and was about to start a fight, but when he turned his head, he met Zhang Jin's crooked eyes.

Probably in response to the old saying "stretch out your hand and don't hit a smiling face", it is rare for Xueba to not make a move.

never mind.Cheng Kuang suppressed his anger and thought to himself, don't argue with the idiot.

"Xueba, let me show you something good." Zhang Jin said.

Cheng Kuang was a little annoyed and asked, "What?"

Zhang Jin hissed, and raised his chin towards the window, motioning him to look over there.

The windows of the boiling water room have not been cleaned for many years, and there are usually many students hiding here to smoke, and the glass on the wall is yellowed a lot.There is an indigenous gecko nesting outside the window all the year round. When the lights are turned on at night, the gecko comrade will crawl out to wander around looking for food, and always meet a few small moths who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

The light was on now, and the shadow of a gecko appeared faintly on the window.

"Look, there's a moth on it." Zhang Jin lowered his voice and said.

Cheng Kuang didn't say anything, his eyes fell on the glass calmly, and he saw the gecko quietly raised its claws and climbed up silently, while the unlucky moth was still jumping around recklessly, unaware of the approaching danger. Unconsciously.At last the gecko stopped a fingernail away from the moth, stretched out its head suddenly, and grabbed it.

Cheng Kuang watched the gecko's daily predation activities through the window, watching the moth's struggling and shaking gradually stop, and the "natives" who were hairy and blood-drinking mechanically chewed on its carcass.There was only one shadow left on the frosted glass.

Zhang Jin's eyes moved to Cheng Kuang's face casually, and found that Xueba's face was quite attractive, with the bridge of the nose and the bridge of the eyebrows, and under the not-so-bright light, the whole person was a little softer, although there was a smile between his eyebrows and eyes. There is obvious hostility and impatience.

At a certain moment when he was staring at Cheng Kuang like a ghost, Zhang Jin's heart suddenly moved.

He wanted to pinch Xueba's stern face.

——This idea sprouted crookedly as soon as it came into being, and dominated his mortal body.Zhang Jin struggled to withdraw his half-stretched claws, and shouted at the bewitching evildoer.

"Cheng Kuang." Zhang Jin shouted boldly, without lowering his voice, the native comrades outside the window were frightened immediately, and hurriedly slipped away.

Cheng Kuang was taken aback by his shout, looked at him with a frown, and said to himself: If Sha Paoer dares to say such stupid things as "I call you, do you dare to agree?", he will beat him up for Tian Xingdao pause.

The crooked thoughts are like mosquitoes, humming and buzzing. Zhang Jin is determined to squeeze it to death. After shouting, his head is dazed, and then he touches his lips, and blurted out an unimaginable sentence: "Why can shouting scare it away?" , the peeing sound is okay?"

Facts have proved that scumbags can't focus on two things at once. Once the words are spoken, no matter how absurd they are, they can't be taken back.

Xueba was stunned for a second or two, then asked back, "Have you ever peed here?"

Zhang Jin: "..."

Brother Pao dug a hole and planted himself, and was speechless for a while.

Fortunately, at this time, Hu Miao stood at the door of the boiling water room and shouted, "Brother Pao, are you leaving?"

Before Zhang Jin left, he turned his head and said "no" to Cheng Kuang, and then saw Cheng Kuang's mouth slightly bent.

Hold.Zhang Jin withdrew his gaze, and a mischievous thought popped up again - he wanted to pinch it even more.

Cheng Kuang, the human-shaped gunpowder barrel, was so sizzled by the silly gun, and the fire was inexplicably turned off, and he was so annoyed that he was half-hearted.In the next few days, that person suddenly stopped, and nothing strange appeared in Cheng Kuang's table, as if the successive anonymous letters before were just a trivial tease.

When it came to the winter solstice, Fang Youzhen called and asked Cheng Kuang to go home and eat dumplings.After returning home from Cheng Youyi, Cheng Kuang hadn't been back to Yanshi Street very much. The last time he went back, he was still wearing a thin singlet. This time, most of the people on the bus were wearing jackets.

He passed the rubbish dump at the intersection of the street, and under the crooked-neck tree by the roadside huddled a gray-faced man wrapped in a tattered military overcoat, like a gray mouse.He heard someone coming, moved his feet, kicked an enamel cup towards him, raised his head, and a grinning pug-dog face appeared under his hair, looking ugly and stupid.

This man is a lunatic, squatting by the garbage dump to beg for food all the year round, Cheng Kuang had a few steel coins in his pocket, but he didn't even look at the lunatic begging for food, instead the other party saw him, retracted his hands and feet in fright, and hid in the In the trash.

The enamel cup was knocked over by him, and it rattled and rolled.

The weather was very cold, and the pale sun was not warm on his body. Cheng Kuang stuffed his hands into his pockets. When he passed the biscuit stall at the intersection, he heard a little girl with shofar braids and a red padded jacket asking the boss: "What's wrong with the sky?" Cold, will that lunatic freeze to death?"

"I can't die, I'll die sooner! The lunatic's skin is thick and he won't be able to freeze. You see, he knows how to pick up a coat to wear." The boss held coal balls with tongs, and the fire reflected his face flushed, "Whether the sesame seed cake should be sweet or salty?" ?”

"Sweet." The little girl breathed out a circle of white mist in the air.

Cheng Kuang saw the lunatic shrunk into a ball from the convex mirror at the intersection, and a trace of malice suddenly appeared in his heart—why didn't he freeze to death?

It's not cold enough in winter.

Fang Youzhen is in the shop, and Cheng Youyi is also there.When Cheng Kuang opened the door and entered, Fang Youzhen was rolling out dough and Cheng Youyi was making dumplings. Seeing him come back, Cheng Youyi said, "I'm back."

Cheng Kuang didn't answer, just ignored him, just called "Mom", washed his hands and went to help.Cheng Youyi didn't respond. Fang Youzhen moved the heater to Cheng Kuang's feet, touched Cheng Kuang's hand, and said angrily, "Why do you only wear this? Your hands are cold. Don't meddle in it. Sit down." Warm up here, and the dumplings will be finished soon."

"It's not cold." Cheng Kuang didn't listen, took Fang Youzhen's dough, scooped a spoonful of stuffing, and made a dumpling in two or three strokes.Fang Youzhen didn't stop him anymore, put the dumplings on the plate, and said with a smile: "We are Kuang, the dumplings are made decently, much better than mine."

As she spoke, she poked Cheng Youyi with her elbow again: "Do you think so?"

Cheng Youyi took a look at Cheng Kuang and said, "There is something wrong."

Fang Youzhen was not very satisfied with his statement: "What do you mean being smart? What are we doing so badly? Our son is the most promising in the whole street."

Fang Youzhen didn't know the situation outside, so she could only compare Cheng Kuang with the people on Yanshi Street, but in Yanshi Street, a poor place with mountains and rivers, there were "stone treasures" everywhere, and few of them got into high school seriously. You can basically count on one hand.No matter how outstanding he is, Cheng Kuang thinks he has nothing to be proud of.

Fang Youzhen's "promising" is far from the "promising" that Cheng Kuang wants.

In the evening, Shi Bao came to the store with his rice bowl to make dumplings. Cheng Kuang was about to go out with a thermos. Shi Bao hurriedly stopped him: "Kuang, why do you leave as soon as I come? Eat a bowl of dumplings with brother and chat for a while." Shall we go again?"

Cheng Kuang ignored him: "Get up, I'll deliver dumplings to my grandma."

Shi Bao gave way resentfully, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and checked the time: "It's still early!"

There is a wall clock in the store, and Shi Bao deliberately took out his mobile phone and waved it in front of Cheng Kuang, just to show off.However, Cheng Kuang saw it, and just thought indifferently: Oh, I got a new phone.

Shi Bao himself was enjoying it, and he said to himself, "It's a new model, isn't it cool?"

Unmoved by Cheng Kuang, he had already pushed the door open and left. Shi Bao "sighed" at his back, touched the smooth phone case, and hummed happily.

The day of the winter solstice happened to be the weekend, and Cheng Kuang was going back to school after a day. Grandma had stewed jujube meatloaf soup, and started to stew it early in the morning. When Cheng Kuang came over with dumplings, the meatloaf had already been soaked in flavor , soft and sweet.Cheng Kuang originally planned to stay at his grandma's house until the evening before leaving, but unexpectedly received a call from Shi Bao at three o'clock in the afternoon.

He didn't pay attention to what Shi Bao said. As soon as the call was connected, Cheng Kuang heard Fang Youzhen's cursing from the noisy background.

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Chapter 22 He wanted to be the mainstay, but suddenly found that he didn't even count as a piece of driftwood

When Cheng Kuang returned to the store, Fang Youzhen was cursing hysterically, like a real shrew.

The fuse is a big fart: there is a garbage truck across the road, which is specially used for small shops and restaurants on the roadside to dump food waste.There is an iron fence behind the garbage truck, and a few trees are planted behind the fence. For convenience, the nearby residents set up bamboo poles on the tree branches to dry their clothes.When Fang Youzhen was taking out the trash, she didn't come close, and threw it away from a distance. As a result, an aunt surnamed Liu was collecting clothes behind the fence, and said that she was splashed with vegetable oil and sauce.

This Aunt Liu is not used to seeing Fang Youzhen very much, and the two of them have never been able to get along.Taking advantage of this excuse, the aunt clutched her stomach and scolded Fang Youzhen out of sheer urgency.The other party's words were rude first, and Fang Youzhen was always unwilling to swallow her anger, so you came and went, and the two of them started to quarrel.

Fang Youzhen has "two major" quarrels - loud voice and bad temper.After a few minutes of quarreling, there were more people watching the fun around. Aunt Liu is a fine person, and she can scold vigorously when there are few people. Posture, like a real vulnerable group, argued aggrievedly.

Fang Youzhen has a straight temper, she has never studied seriously, and she can't learn the tricks of Aunt Liu's hypocrisy.In her conception, whoever has the loudest voice is the one who is justified. To treat the enemy, one has to slander one another secretly.Fang Youzhen thought so, and she was doing it personally.

She and Aunt Liu faced each other across an iron fence. Fang Youzhen continued to curse in a hoarse voice: "Old witch! Old widow! Damn you, I haven't had enough fun just now, don't hide if you have the ability, look at me Do you dare to pour hot oil on you to death! What kind of bum dares to bully my old lady..."

Having lived to a certain age, it was the first time for Aunt Liu to be humiliated and threatened in such a way, she could only itch her teeth with hatred: "She looks like a shrew! Does anyone want such a woman? No wonder my husband..."

"Say it again, old widow! You think my old lady dare not slap your old face, don't you? Say it again!"

Fang Youzhen's voice was unbelievably hoarse, and she lost her voice at the end of the scolding. She rolled up her sleeves and threw herself towards the fence.Cheng Kuang ran over and grabbed Fang Youzhen's arm, trying to persuade her to go back, but Fang Youzhen, who was angry, refused to recognize her relatives, and her strength was astonishing.The moment she broke free from Cheng Kuang, her elbow hit Cheng Kuang's ribs heavily due to inertia.

Cheng Kuang frowned in pain and held back his words. Fang Youzhen was so absorbed in the fire that she didn't notice this detail. Cheng Youyi hugged her, and while dragging her back, he shook his chin at Cheng Kuang: "You go back first!" School, your mother has me here, don't worry about it, nothing will happen."

Cheng Kuang naturally wouldn't listen to Cheng Youyi, Cheng Youyi couldn't stop him, and simply ordered Shi Bao: "Don't meddle in the adult's affairs, children are blind, Shi Bao, take him away."

Shi Bao hurriedly said "Hey", and was about to pull Cheng Kuang, but before his hand touched anyone, he was intimidated by Cheng Kuang's eyes, and finally dared not move.He was caught between Cheng Kuang and Cheng Youyi in a dilemma. At this time, the savior came.

Grandma Cheng broke through the crowd and came over. Shi Bao looked at Grandma Cheng for help, and before she could speak, she saw her grabbing Cheng Kuang's hand and slowly rubbing it in the palm of her hand.Grandma Cheng raised her head and said to Cheng Kuang, "Kuang, go back to study, you'll be fine, trust your dad once."

Cheng Kuang didn't say a word, and turned his head to stare stubbornly at Fang Youzhen who was still barking his teeth and claws.Grandma Cheng sighed softly, patted the back of his hand, and said, "You don't listen to what Grandma says, do you?"

Grandma Cheng's words made Cheng Kuang hesitate for a moment - he couldn't hold back or persuade Fang Youzhen at all, but Cheng Youyi might be able to.Once this cognition appeared, it was like a knife, gouging out Cheng Kuang severely.

He suddenly understood why Fang Youzhen had been unwilling to divorce Cheng Youyi, because at some point, Cheng Youyi could be the pillar of the family, but he couldn't.

Like now.Whether it's Shi Bao, Cheng Youyi, Fang Youzhen, or even grandma - in the eyes of everyone, he is just a child who can't take care of things.

Feeling frustrated, Cheng Kuang gritted his teeth, thinking almost self-defeating: I can't even compare to Cheng Youyi, that scum.

He wanted to be the mainstay of the middle class, but suddenly found that he didn't even count as a piece of driftwood.

Cheng Kuang couldn't remember how he left Yanshi Street. He walked gloomyly on the way to the station with a heart full of disappointment and coldness, and then inadvertently saw that lunatic again.

The lunatic was dozing off next to the garbage dump. There was a garbage truck parked next to him, and there was no one around. Cheng Kuang could clearly see a rough snakeskin bag on the side of the truck.

The bag was big enough to suffocate the whole messy lunatic in front of him.

Cheng Kuang was nailed to the spot, staring at the snakeskin bag for a long time without knowing it. For a moment, he almost saw a hole in the bag. Inside the hole was a pair of frightened eyes. And scrape the snakeskin bag in vain.

The idea of ​​killing the lunatic popped up unexpectedly, fermented with the strong smell of garbage, Cheng Kuang's restless mood suddenly had an outlet, as if a pair of invisible hands pushed all his hatred towards himself away On to the madman.

Once a person has a motive, he can always find a reason enough to convince himself.Cheng Kuang thought: As long as he dies, those perverted eyes will be closed forever.

And that lunatic is just a lunatic after all, not as good as the suspicious and lucky Dong Zhuo, who sleeps like a dead dog with his murderous intent close at hand.

The location, people and harmony are all taken up, but God refuses to make it happen.

When Cheng Yi chased him out and called him, Cheng Kuang's heart skipped a beat and he froze on the spot.

"Kuang, grandma forgot to give you this, here," Cheng Yi stuffed a canned pickled radish slices to Cheng Kuang, "Let's go, I'll take you to the station."

Holding the can in his hand, Cheng Kuang seemed to have been hit on the forehead with a "bang", and suddenly came back to his senses: If he killed someone and went to a prison, what would grandma do?

Just to eliminate such a social scum, are you stupid?

Cheng Yi saw that he was not in a good mood, so while waiting for the bus, she told him that Fang Youzhen was fine, and that Cheng Youyi had already persuaded him to go back.Cheng Kuang didn't speak.

Cheng Yi was silent for a while, and asked him: "Why don't you go home so much recently? Is it because the school's learning tasks are too heavy?"

Cheng Kuang didn't deny it, and said "um".

"Don't be too tired, just hang out with your friends if you have nothing to do... Is your relationship with your classmates okay?" Cheng Yi asked.

Cheng Kuang thought of Zhang Jin inexplicably, thought for a while, and said, "It's pretty good."

"That's good...Kuang, there are not many people in Yanshi Street who are promising. Like me, I can't study well, and the road I walked back and forth is only as long as this street. You Study hard," Cheng Yi patted Cheng Kuang on the shoulder, thought about it and said, "Stop messing around with Shi Bao in the future, my sister said something bad-Shi Bao is like a loach, loves to be dubious This kind of person tends to go astray, so stay away.”

Before Cheng Kuang answered, the car arrived at the stop, and Cheng Yi waved to him: "Be careful on the road, and send me a message when you arrive."

There were not many people in the car, and Cheng Kuang sat by the window, staring at the yellow-brown pickled radish skins in the can for a while.His face was reflected in the glass jar, and when the bus started, Cheng Kuang suddenly had a cold thought.

Maybe one day, he will be the one who went astray.

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