there are wolves
Chapter 42 Demons, Demons, Monsters [2]
A man got out of the police car. He didn't wear a police uniform. He was wearing a half-worn jacket and slacks with wrinkled legs. Those with sharp eyesight can see at a glance the professional characteristics of this person who often walks on the edge of high danger.
Zhan Jing didn't expect to see him here, so he smiled dully while playing with the manicure he just made, and said, "Didn't you call the police? Why did you come back suddenly?"
The man walked up to her with dark circles under his eyes and a tired face, and said stiffly, "Why didn't you answer my call?"
Zhan Jing said casually: "I don't have a mobile phone, how can I answer your call?"
"Where's your phone?"
Zhan Jing clasped the rhinestones on his nails for a moment, then said lightly, "I fell."
Zhan Yi's dark eyes were like two deep wells, he looked at him unfathomably for a moment, then looked at Luo Xunyi who was standing beside her, stretched out his hand and said, "Hello!"
Luo Xunyi met his eyes, put his hands in his trouser pockets for a while, and then shook his hands copingly.
Zhan Yi raised his chin to him and asked his name.
The corners of Luo Xunyi's lips were tense, and she frowned and looked at him suspiciously.
Zhan Jing shook his hand and said impatiently, "I'm done with that grandson long ago, my psychiatrist didn't tell you?"
Zhan Yi didn't hide anything, and said openly: "Your friends changed too quickly, Dr. Zhao didn't have time to tell me."
Zhan Jing snorted: "shameless"
Zhan Yi grabbed her wrist: "Go home"
Zhan Jing shook it off: "It's so annoying! You will do this as soon as you come back! I won't go back with you!"
Zhan Yi looked at her straight and straight with thick and colorful eyebrows: "Then where are you going?"
Zhan Jing put his arms around Luo Xunyi's arm: "I'll go home with him, anyway, I will go to Dr. Zhao's twice a week, don't worry about me so much about the rest"
Luo Xunyi pulled out her arm, stepped onto the motorcycle on the side of the road, and was about to start it.
Zhan Jing ran over in three steps at a time, grabbed his shirt corner, and said in a pleading tone, "Take me away, I can't go home with him, I will go crazy if I go home with him." !"
"Look what you look like now!"
Zhan Yi's dry and white lips twitched a few times, and he lowered his voice and shouted: "Don't you look like a lunatic now?!"
Zhan Jing's face turned cold, and he turned to pooh at him: "You are the lunatic!"
Luo Xunyi, who had been pretending to be dead for a long time, started the car in silence, then handed the helmet to Zhan Jing, turned his head and glanced at Zhan Yi against the glare of the headlights, his eyes were very unfriendly.
Just now Luo Xunyi had been out of the light, Zhan Yi hadn't seen his face clearly, now he walked into the light circle, Zhan Yi saw his eyes like two night pearls under the night light, his expression froze, Suddenly there was no movement.
After Luo Xunyi waited for Zhan Jing to sit down, the car jumped half a meter forward, the handlebar was held down by a strong palm, and a scar like a centipede crawling out of his flesh caught his sight involuntarily.
Zhan Yi pressed the handlebar, looked at his slightly lowered eyebrows and asked, "What's your name?"
Sitting in the back seat, Zhan Jing kicked him angrily with his long legs, telling him to get away.
Zhan Yi stood still and let her kick him, staring at Luo Xunyi's face.
Luo Xunyi remained in a stalemate with him for a moment, then raised his eyes and smiled slowly, "I'm sorry, officer, I didn't bring my ID card."
After speaking, he slammed the accelerator, and the motorcycle roared and jumped out.
On the way of Hurricane, Zhan Jing raised her arms and cheered like a lunatic, happy for no reason and inexplicable.
When she followed Luo Xunyi home, she saw Luo Sihua waiting at the door.
When Luo Sihua saw her, he was obviously startled.
While changing her shoes, Luo Xunyi explained to her in sign language that Zhan Jing was homeless and was staying at home overnight.
Zhan Jing was honest as soon as she entered the door, because she found that the girl who ran before and after running to get her slippers could not speak, she seemed to be unable to even listen, and no one explained that she could see that this girl was physically disabled deaf.
Zhan Jing went to the living room to sit down, took a sip of the tea that Luo Sihua poured, and took another sip of the apple that Luo Sihua washed. Suddenly his nose felt sore, he dropped the apple, hugged his head and cried.
The guest suddenly cried bitterly. Standing beside her, Luo Sihua was a little at a loss, and made a series of sign language to Luo Xunyi who was cooking in the kitchen.
Luo Xunyi calmly stood under the range hood and glanced at the crying woman on the sofa, and waited until the lotus in the pot was ripe before turning off the fire, wiping her hands on the apron and walking towards her.
Add some salt.
Luo Xunyi pointed to the kitchen and said to Luo Sihua.
Luo Sihua looked at Zhan Jing worriedly, took the apron Luo Xunyi took off, and went to the kitchen.
Luo Xunyi sat down beside her, listened to her mournful cry, pulled a tissue slowly, touched her arm, and asked, "Do you want it?"
Zhan Jing cried louder, murmured in his throat and didn't know what to say over and over again.
Luo Xunyi listened carefully and found that she was saying——I want to go home...
Luo Xunyi sighed, stood up and looked at her and said, "Let's take you home."
Zhan Jing shook his head frantically again, out of breath and hysterical: "I won't go back! He thought I was sick! He didn't want to see me! He called the police, and he sent the police just to avoid me and not want to see me!"
Luo Xunyi crumpled up the tissue and threw it into the trash can, pressed his brows with pain and said, "Don't cry, eat first."
Zhan Jing ignored him and continued to hold his head to vent his emotions.
"......Shut up!"
Luo Xunyi suddenly shouted angrily, which made Zhan Jing tremble violently, raised his head and looked at him with pear blossoms on his face, his eyes were timid.
Luo Xunyi turned his eyes away, and flipped his hair irritably: "Eat, cry after eating"
Zhan Jing washed his hands twitching, sat down in the dining room, and finished dinner in the eerie silence of the dining table.
Luo Sihua took his own set of clothes for Zhan Jing to change and wash, then went into the room and never came out.
When Zhan Jing was steaming and walking out of the bathroom wearing a much smaller nightdress, Luo Xunyi was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV. The classic 86 version of Journey to the West was playing on the TV. The newborn episode.
Before eating, Zhan Jing calmed down a lot, and she calmed down a lot. She quietly walked to the living room and sat down next to Luo Xunyi, as if she was afraid of waking someone up. His legs rested his chin on his knees, and his eyes were dazed and soft, staring at the blanket on the floor.
On the TV, Sun Wukong was reborn and was busy thanking Dade's apprentice, Luo Xunyi turned down the volume a bit, glanced at her, and asked, "Are you going home?"
Zhan Jing's eyes were wet again, he shook his head stubbornly, and said in a nasal voice, "Go back tomorrow morning."
Luo Xunyi pointed to his bedroom: "You go to sleep in my room"
Zhan Jing pulled a tissue and twisted his nose, then asked, "What about you?"
Luo Xunyi looked at the TV and said, "Sofa"
Zhan Jing sneered: "What are you doing, what's wrong with sleeping together, I don't care."
Luo Xunyi grinned and smiled copiously, focusing on Journey to the West.
Zhan Jing felt that he was boring, so he got up and left the living room and walked towards his bedroom. After a while, he suddenly turned back and walked behind Luo Xunyi silently, bent down and whispered in his ear, "Let's get married."
Luo Xunyi tilted his body as if being stabbed by a needle, avoided the people behind him, and looked back at her with surprise and anger.
Zhan Jing looked at him with a smile: "Let's get married, how about I like you, I am very comfortable with you, I don't want to touch anyone except you, I want to be with you forever, go to register for marriage Well, I will love you forever, I will never leave you, and I will treat your sister well, shall we be companions?"
Luo Xunyi stared at her speechlessly for a long while, then suddenly jumped up from the sofa and pushed her to his room: "You eat too much, you want to make a private life without even falling off your lanugo? I don't want to play house with you." "
Compared with his brute force, Zhan Jing's resistance was not considered resistance, and he was pushed into the bedroom by him creaking along the way.
Luo Xunyi closed the bedroom door, only to realize that she broke out in a cold sweat at some point. It was a kind of fear caused by the palpitations that penetrated into the heart.
He suddenly didn't dare to face Zhan Jing. Facing Zhan Jing was like looking in a mirror, making all his hidden thoughts invisible, and he just didn't want anyone to find out, because he hated himself in the mirror , the self he wants to present is another completely different state.
Less paranoid, less crazy, less complicated states.
Zhan Jing seemed to regard him as her life-saving straw, but he himself was still lying on the rotten driftwood and drifting with the waves.
Early the next morning, before the brothers and sisters of the Luo family got up, Zhan Jing quietly left.
The wind in the morning was a bit chilly, and the little vest that exposed her belly button was useless, so she took away a coat from Luo Xunyi, and went out of the old neighborhood to hire a taxi.
The taxi driver frequently peeked at her in the rearview mirror. In his eyes, Zhan Jing was like a call girl in a customer's house. Her panties, her pants were tight without a single gap, her face was tired and dull all night, her whole person was like a forgotten island on the ocean, filled with the smell of corruption and depravity... .
Ignoring the obscene eyes of the driver along the way, Zhan Jing threw him a red ticket and got off the bus when he arrived at a community.
People who got up early in the community to exercise walked past her one after another, without exception, talked behind her back and then left. Zhan Jing was used to it, and entered the building without seeing her.
She didn't have the habit of carrying a bag, nor did she have the habit of carrying additional items on her body. There was only one key in the pockets all over her body.
The house was very quiet, and it seemed that her brother was still sleeping. Zhan Jing closed the door and walked softly into the kitchen, looking for food with short messy hair.
She rummaged through the pots and pans, only to find half a rotten apple left by a mouse.
She held the half apple in her hand, as if she was seriously thinking about whether it could still be eaten...
Zhan Jing pursed his lips, threw the rotten apple into the trash can, glanced casually, and saw the document bag lying on the kitchen counter.
She poured a glass of milk, and looked through the stack of documents when she had nothing to do. With a sip of cold milk in her mouth, she poured it down casually, and poured out a bound case record, with a square and serious title printed on the cover ——The 2009 Karamay murder case in Xinjiang.
Um?The case from six years ago?
Zhan Jing flipped a page casually, his originally rambling eyes suddenly froze, and the milk glass in his hand fell to the floor with a snap...
Even though it was a photo taken six years ago, she still recognized those dark green eyes at a glance. The victim's relatives on the side introduced this boy in this way—the eldest son, Luo Xunyi.
Zhan Jing didn't expect to see him here, so he smiled dully while playing with the manicure he just made, and said, "Didn't you call the police? Why did you come back suddenly?"
The man walked up to her with dark circles under his eyes and a tired face, and said stiffly, "Why didn't you answer my call?"
Zhan Jing said casually: "I don't have a mobile phone, how can I answer your call?"
"Where's your phone?"
Zhan Jing clasped the rhinestones on his nails for a moment, then said lightly, "I fell."
Zhan Yi's dark eyes were like two deep wells, he looked at him unfathomably for a moment, then looked at Luo Xunyi who was standing beside her, stretched out his hand and said, "Hello!"
Luo Xunyi met his eyes, put his hands in his trouser pockets for a while, and then shook his hands copingly.
Zhan Yi raised his chin to him and asked his name.
The corners of Luo Xunyi's lips were tense, and she frowned and looked at him suspiciously.
Zhan Jing shook his hand and said impatiently, "I'm done with that grandson long ago, my psychiatrist didn't tell you?"
Zhan Yi didn't hide anything, and said openly: "Your friends changed too quickly, Dr. Zhao didn't have time to tell me."
Zhan Jing snorted: "shameless"
Zhan Yi grabbed her wrist: "Go home"
Zhan Jing shook it off: "It's so annoying! You will do this as soon as you come back! I won't go back with you!"
Zhan Yi looked at her straight and straight with thick and colorful eyebrows: "Then where are you going?"
Zhan Jing put his arms around Luo Xunyi's arm: "I'll go home with him, anyway, I will go to Dr. Zhao's twice a week, don't worry about me so much about the rest"
Luo Xunyi pulled out her arm, stepped onto the motorcycle on the side of the road, and was about to start it.
Zhan Jing ran over in three steps at a time, grabbed his shirt corner, and said in a pleading tone, "Take me away, I can't go home with him, I will go crazy if I go home with him." !"
"Look what you look like now!"
Zhan Yi's dry and white lips twitched a few times, and he lowered his voice and shouted: "Don't you look like a lunatic now?!"
Zhan Jing's face turned cold, and he turned to pooh at him: "You are the lunatic!"
Luo Xunyi, who had been pretending to be dead for a long time, started the car in silence, then handed the helmet to Zhan Jing, turned his head and glanced at Zhan Yi against the glare of the headlights, his eyes were very unfriendly.
Just now Luo Xunyi had been out of the light, Zhan Yi hadn't seen his face clearly, now he walked into the light circle, Zhan Yi saw his eyes like two night pearls under the night light, his expression froze, Suddenly there was no movement.
After Luo Xunyi waited for Zhan Jing to sit down, the car jumped half a meter forward, the handlebar was held down by a strong palm, and a scar like a centipede crawling out of his flesh caught his sight involuntarily.
Zhan Yi pressed the handlebar, looked at his slightly lowered eyebrows and asked, "What's your name?"
Sitting in the back seat, Zhan Jing kicked him angrily with his long legs, telling him to get away.
Zhan Yi stood still and let her kick him, staring at Luo Xunyi's face.
Luo Xunyi remained in a stalemate with him for a moment, then raised his eyes and smiled slowly, "I'm sorry, officer, I didn't bring my ID card."
After speaking, he slammed the accelerator, and the motorcycle roared and jumped out.
On the way of Hurricane, Zhan Jing raised her arms and cheered like a lunatic, happy for no reason and inexplicable.
When she followed Luo Xunyi home, she saw Luo Sihua waiting at the door.
When Luo Sihua saw her, he was obviously startled.
While changing her shoes, Luo Xunyi explained to her in sign language that Zhan Jing was homeless and was staying at home overnight.
Zhan Jing was honest as soon as she entered the door, because she found that the girl who ran before and after running to get her slippers could not speak, she seemed to be unable to even listen, and no one explained that she could see that this girl was physically disabled deaf.
Zhan Jing went to the living room to sit down, took a sip of the tea that Luo Sihua poured, and took another sip of the apple that Luo Sihua washed. Suddenly his nose felt sore, he dropped the apple, hugged his head and cried.
The guest suddenly cried bitterly. Standing beside her, Luo Sihua was a little at a loss, and made a series of sign language to Luo Xunyi who was cooking in the kitchen.
Luo Xunyi calmly stood under the range hood and glanced at the crying woman on the sofa, and waited until the lotus in the pot was ripe before turning off the fire, wiping her hands on the apron and walking towards her.
Add some salt.
Luo Xunyi pointed to the kitchen and said to Luo Sihua.
Luo Sihua looked at Zhan Jing worriedly, took the apron Luo Xunyi took off, and went to the kitchen.
Luo Xunyi sat down beside her, listened to her mournful cry, pulled a tissue slowly, touched her arm, and asked, "Do you want it?"
Zhan Jing cried louder, murmured in his throat and didn't know what to say over and over again.
Luo Xunyi listened carefully and found that she was saying——I want to go home...
Luo Xunyi sighed, stood up and looked at her and said, "Let's take you home."
Zhan Jing shook his head frantically again, out of breath and hysterical: "I won't go back! He thought I was sick! He didn't want to see me! He called the police, and he sent the police just to avoid me and not want to see me!"
Luo Xunyi crumpled up the tissue and threw it into the trash can, pressed his brows with pain and said, "Don't cry, eat first."
Zhan Jing ignored him and continued to hold his head to vent his emotions.
"......Shut up!"
Luo Xunyi suddenly shouted angrily, which made Zhan Jing tremble violently, raised his head and looked at him with pear blossoms on his face, his eyes were timid.
Luo Xunyi turned his eyes away, and flipped his hair irritably: "Eat, cry after eating"
Zhan Jing washed his hands twitching, sat down in the dining room, and finished dinner in the eerie silence of the dining table.
Luo Sihua took his own set of clothes for Zhan Jing to change and wash, then went into the room and never came out.
When Zhan Jing was steaming and walking out of the bathroom wearing a much smaller nightdress, Luo Xunyi was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV. The classic 86 version of Journey to the West was playing on the TV. The newborn episode.
Before eating, Zhan Jing calmed down a lot, and she calmed down a lot. She quietly walked to the living room and sat down next to Luo Xunyi, as if she was afraid of waking someone up. His legs rested his chin on his knees, and his eyes were dazed and soft, staring at the blanket on the floor.
On the TV, Sun Wukong was reborn and was busy thanking Dade's apprentice, Luo Xunyi turned down the volume a bit, glanced at her, and asked, "Are you going home?"
Zhan Jing's eyes were wet again, he shook his head stubbornly, and said in a nasal voice, "Go back tomorrow morning."
Luo Xunyi pointed to his bedroom: "You go to sleep in my room"
Zhan Jing pulled a tissue and twisted his nose, then asked, "What about you?"
Luo Xunyi looked at the TV and said, "Sofa"
Zhan Jing sneered: "What are you doing, what's wrong with sleeping together, I don't care."
Luo Xunyi grinned and smiled copiously, focusing on Journey to the West.
Zhan Jing felt that he was boring, so he got up and left the living room and walked towards his bedroom. After a while, he suddenly turned back and walked behind Luo Xunyi silently, bent down and whispered in his ear, "Let's get married."
Luo Xunyi tilted his body as if being stabbed by a needle, avoided the people behind him, and looked back at her with surprise and anger.
Zhan Jing looked at him with a smile: "Let's get married, how about I like you, I am very comfortable with you, I don't want to touch anyone except you, I want to be with you forever, go to register for marriage Well, I will love you forever, I will never leave you, and I will treat your sister well, shall we be companions?"
Luo Xunyi stared at her speechlessly for a long while, then suddenly jumped up from the sofa and pushed her to his room: "You eat too much, you want to make a private life without even falling off your lanugo? I don't want to play house with you." "
Compared with his brute force, Zhan Jing's resistance was not considered resistance, and he was pushed into the bedroom by him creaking along the way.
Luo Xunyi closed the bedroom door, only to realize that she broke out in a cold sweat at some point. It was a kind of fear caused by the palpitations that penetrated into the heart.
He suddenly didn't dare to face Zhan Jing. Facing Zhan Jing was like looking in a mirror, making all his hidden thoughts invisible, and he just didn't want anyone to find out, because he hated himself in the mirror , the self he wants to present is another completely different state.
Less paranoid, less crazy, less complicated states.
Zhan Jing seemed to regard him as her life-saving straw, but he himself was still lying on the rotten driftwood and drifting with the waves.
Early the next morning, before the brothers and sisters of the Luo family got up, Zhan Jing quietly left.
The wind in the morning was a bit chilly, and the little vest that exposed her belly button was useless, so she took away a coat from Luo Xunyi, and went out of the old neighborhood to hire a taxi.
The taxi driver frequently peeked at her in the rearview mirror. In his eyes, Zhan Jing was like a call girl in a customer's house. Her panties, her pants were tight without a single gap, her face was tired and dull all night, her whole person was like a forgotten island on the ocean, filled with the smell of corruption and depravity... .
Ignoring the obscene eyes of the driver along the way, Zhan Jing threw him a red ticket and got off the bus when he arrived at a community.
People who got up early in the community to exercise walked past her one after another, without exception, talked behind her back and then left. Zhan Jing was used to it, and entered the building without seeing her.
She didn't have the habit of carrying a bag, nor did she have the habit of carrying additional items on her body. There was only one key in the pockets all over her body.
The house was very quiet, and it seemed that her brother was still sleeping. Zhan Jing closed the door and walked softly into the kitchen, looking for food with short messy hair.
She rummaged through the pots and pans, only to find half a rotten apple left by a mouse.
She held the half apple in her hand, as if she was seriously thinking about whether it could still be eaten...
Zhan Jing pursed his lips, threw the rotten apple into the trash can, glanced casually, and saw the document bag lying on the kitchen counter.
She poured a glass of milk, and looked through the stack of documents when she had nothing to do. With a sip of cold milk in her mouth, she poured it down casually, and poured out a bound case record, with a square and serious title printed on the cover ——The 2009 Karamay murder case in Xinjiang.
Um?The case from six years ago?
Zhan Jing flipped a page casually, his originally rambling eyes suddenly froze, and the milk glass in his hand fell to the floor with a snap...
Even though it was a photo taken six years ago, she still recognized those dark green eyes at a glance. The victim's relatives on the side introduced this boy in this way—the eldest son, Luo Xunyi.
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