strong romance

The evening wind passes through the alley entrance, and there are faint chirping insects in the grass beside the road, and the early moon hangs high, and the stars are quietly twinkling in the dark night beyond the horizon.

After evening self-study, Cheng Kuang was walking in the long alley, the street lights with poor contact were flickering on and off, and there was a sound not far behind him—the sound followed him all the way.

Cheng Kuang is actually quite courageous, but he is not so strong that he is fearless. For example, because of a nonsense that Luo Kai told him a few days ago, before going to bed, Cheng Kuang subconsciously checked whether the shoes were facing the bed... …For example, now, Cheng Kuang is hallucinating again—the BGM featured in ghost movies is slowly ringing in his ears.

He is not sure if he is hallucinating. In the past few days at school, he has always felt that someone is staring at him. Glance, similar to voyeurism.But who will watch him?After a few days like this, Cheng Kuang almost suspected that he had suffered from the sequelae of "Lighting the Lights of the Stars" and had a nervous breakdown.

When a strange movement came from the slope, Cheng Kuang stopped in his tracks, and at this moment the voice behind him, which had been disappearing and appearing suddenly, suddenly became clear, and it was getting closer and closer to him——

The sound of footsteps became lighter and heavier, and as the sound approached, the rancid smell in the air became stronger.Finally, the footsteps stopped, about ten meters away from him.

Cheng Kuang turned his head and saw a middle-aged man struggling to drag a large bag of garbage, pushing it into the garbage dump.The man had a beer belly, wiped his hands on his pants a few times after finishing the garbage, and walked back with a cigarette in his mouth, humming as he walked.

He walked unsteadily, one foot was limp and the other was hard. It was obvious that he was crippled. No wonder the sound of his footsteps was dragging and strange.Cheng Kuang watched his back go away, and before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly a fluffy thing rolled down from the top of the slope like a ball, Cheng Kuang didn't see it clearly for a while, until it ran past his feet, and his throat He let out a fragmented barking sound before he reacted suddenly.

It's not a furball, it's a running dog.

If he's not mistaken, it's the one in Sha Pao'er's yard downstairs.

Not long after, two shirtless men caught up behind the dog. As soon as they approached, a strong smell of alcohol rushed over.The steel fork and iron rod in the man's hand were cast a cold light by the moonlight. Cheng Kuang caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye and immediately understood what was going on.

His feet reacted before his brain, and before the shirtless man caught up, Cheng Kuang turned around and ran towards the garbage dump.The dog rolled on the slope and rolled directly into the rubbish dump. When it sensed someone was chasing it, its ears stood up in fright, and it struggled desperately in the rubbish, digging a hole and sticking its head out to get in.

... The master is a fool, and the dog is also a fool.

Cheng Kuang jumped directly into the garbage dump, reached under the dog's belly, and picked it up. The dog struggled desperately, barking.There was a loud curse from a man behind him, which meant that they were getting very close. In desperation, Cheng Kuang followed Zhang Jin's example and whistled at it.

The dog twisted its body and sniffed randomly on Cheng Kuang's lap. The struggle finally calmed down. It shivered and kicked a few times, and broke free from the garbage. Cheng Kuang took advantage of the situation to pick it up and threw it to the side of the road: "Run!"

He put his hands on the concrete floor for a while, jumped from the garbage dump to the slope, and ran down the slope with the dog.

"Where are you nosy? You have nothing to do when you are full, right? You have a short life, run faster! If you catch it, I will plant it in the soil for you!" Poke a few times.

The drunken men were fat, strong and irritable. Cheng Kuang didn't want to confront them head-on, but he didn't run for long before he realized that something was wrong with the dog.He didn't pay attention when he picked it up from the garbage dump just now, but when he saw it staggering and falling on the road, then scrambling and jumping up and down, Cheng Kuang realized that the dog's forelimb was seriously injured, probably a bone was discounted.

If those two people made up their minds to chase after him, he probably wouldn't be able to escape for long with the dog, and he would be caught soon.Cheng Kuang quickly figured out the countermeasures in his mind. His sanity was still there, so he didn't forget the way the dog was grinding its teeth and wanting to bite him. Leaving it alone when necessary would solve a scourge.

As he was thinking this way, the dog in front suddenly fell down again, rolled a few times on the ground but couldn't get up, and lay on the ground trembling and howling "oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo".

This is God's will.Before Cheng Kuang let go, he gave the dog a pitying look.But when his eyes fell on the raised piece of flesh between the corners of its eyes and the tip of its nose, his reason suddenly fell silent.

Many years ago, Cheng Kuang raised a dog who was very clingy and liked to stretch out a pair of front paws on his calf.

In the evening before the rainstorm, the space between the sky and the earth was as muggy as a narrow steamer. That day when he came home from school, the little dog that always waddled around his feet and sniffed did not appear at the entrance of the alley.Cheng Kuang searched the house but found nothing. Later, he heard from others that the dog went crazy after eating the buns that had been given medicine.It ran wild in the woods, and finally died in the endless ditch on Yanshi Street.

Cheng Kuang still remembered the scar on its nose, and for a moment, he felt that the puppy was looking at him through the eyes of this struggling fellow.Those eyes were wet, filled with despair and struggle at the same time.

Cheng Kuang paused, threw away his schoolbag and squatted beside the dog, reaching out and stroking its head.The man chased after him, and two elongated shadows hung over the man and the dog.

"Yo! Can't run anymore? Let me just say, I want to escape from my palm with a broken leg... Bah, what a fucking dream! I said you meddlesome brat, I beat your house Is it a dog? It's none of your business?" The bald man holding the iron bar spat.

"Your dog?" Cheng Kuang was angered by his domineering attitude.

"Can you control it?" Another tattooed man impatiently poked the ground with a steel fork, "It's not mine or yours? The whole dog in this area belongs to me! Boy, just be sensible." Get out of your way and get out of your grandpa's way—fuck!"

"Who's a grandpa? You're a fart!" Before the tattooed man could finish his sentence, he was kicked in the stomach, and Cheng Kuangfei pounced on him, stabbing his elbow hard on the shoulder.

The physical and strength advantages of an adult man were revealed at this moment. Although the tattooed man was caught off guard, his chassis was still stable. He quickly grabbed Cheng Kuang's arm, and his palm was like an iron hoop. With great strength, Cheng Kuang couldn't break free for a while.

Seeing the opportunity, the bald head immediately slapped Cheng Kuang on the back: "Damn you, you are a bitch! There is no adult at home to teach you, right? I will fix you for you!"

Cheng Kuang's back immediately went numb with the shock of this palm, followed by a burning pain.He clenched his fist and punched the tattooed man on the chin, "Fuck!" The tattooed man raised his neck and relaxed his hand a little. Cheng Kuang seized the opportunity to break free from him, turned around and kicked the bald head hard. on the knee.

The bald head didn't move at all, but pushed Cheng Kuang a few steps towards the tattooed man. The tattooed man's hands were like a pair of eagle claws, and immediately clasped Cheng Kuang's shoulders with such force that it almost crushed his collarbone.Cheng Kuang kicked his instep, and the back of his head slammed into the tattooed man's nose.

The collision was so violent that Cheng Kuang didn't think about whether it would knock Xueba's head into a brain damage at all.

The moment he raised his head, his bald fist came down head-on.Cheng Kuang couldn't avoid it, so he instinctively raised his arm to block it.The bald-headed fist was so fierce that he directly missed his arm. The fist brushed his chin by inertia and landed on the mandible next to the ear, which instantly made Cheng Kuang feel a ringing in his ears.

The tinnitus brought a strange moment of silence, and the sense of touch suddenly became extremely sharp. Cheng Kuang felt something cold against his waist. He guessed intuitively that it was the iron rod in the bald man's hand.

Ignoring the loud buzzing in his ears, Cheng Kuang grabbed the iron rod, gritted his teeth and smashed it on the bald head's leg with all his strength. Accompanied by the muffled sound and the bald head's screams, the iron rod trembled, shaking Cheng Kuang's palm. Painful and numb.

It was at this moment that the tattooed man's steel fork came over, and the rusty steel thorns pierced Cheng Kuang's lower back. Cheng Kuang felt the coolness rising from his back, and immediately dodged to the side.This avoidance was very dangerous. Although it didn't penetrate into the flesh, the sharp steel thorn edge still pierced through the clothes and cut the flesh of the waist.The cold pain gnawed at the skin and climbed up along the nerves. Cheng Kuang took a breath and swung the iron rod in his hand.

The iron rod hit the tattooed man's wrist with a "bang", and the steel fork and iron rod fell to the ground with a bang. The tattooed man screamed and staggered a few steps back, sitting on the ground.The severe pain in his lower back caused a layer of cold sweat to break out on Cheng Kuang's forehead. The current situation is not optimistic. He can't run very far with his lame dog. Maybe the two men on the ground will get up and catch up soon. ...And in his current state, he was not sure of defeating these two fierce men again.

He had to keep them from getting up.

Cheng Kuang gritted his teeth, bent over and picked up the steel fork on the ground.