Thunder can't catch fire

The car drove smoothly on the trail.

I don’t know when snowflakes fell outside, not big, and in the dark night, the lights fell on the windshield, little by little, and then disappeared immediately, without leaving a trace, gentle and casual.

Han Zheng said: "It turned out that the main road was being repaired. It took a year to complete the repair, so I had to go around the small road."

"Oh." Zhou Yan nodded, but didn't say anything more.

He was silent all the way.

Han Zheng didn't know if he was overthinking, but ever since he told Zhou Yan that he was going to the juvenile prison on this trip, Zhou Yan was no longer in the same state as before, and he even avoided the occasional lip service.

It was pitch black all around, and the two big men were relatively silent in the closed space in the car. Han Zheng felt weird, so he turned on the radio.

An old English love song was playing on the radio, "I will always love you" by Whitney Houston.The old man is no longer alive, but his voice still echoes in the car in a melodious and ethereal manner.

Han Zheng was a little distracted listening to this, and turned down the volume a little.

After a song was sung, it happened to arrive at the gate of the juvenile prison.

Zhou Yan said, "I won't go in, I'll wait for you in the car."

"Okay. I'll be out soon."

After Han Zheng got out of the car, he took several big bags from the trunk of the car. Looking at the packaging, they seemed to be New Year's goods.

It wasn't long after he left, Zhou Yan wanted to squint his eyes and take a nap, but Han Zheng came back before he finished.Snowflakes were all over his hair and clothes, Zhou Yan looked out the car window.

It was snowing heavily.

On the way back, Zhou Yan became more energetic and asked him, "Do you go there every year?"

Han Zheng turned his head and glanced at him: "How do you know?"

"Guess." Zhou Yan frowned, "It's snowy and the road is slippery, and it's dark, just watch the road."

Han Zheng ignored him, and took another look at him as if struggling: "For the Chinese New Year, I gave some food to my colleagues on duty, and some of them served as soldiers together. And those children, many of them were watched by me. A batch of..."

Zhou Yan was amused when he heard the words: "You still care about this? Aren't you a professor?"

"I didn't think I would become an officer earlier, I thought I would work in the frontier until I died. Then something happened." He stopped talking at this point, and he didn't seem to want to say more, and Zhou Yan was not interested in asking further.

The car drove through the city without encountering a red light all the way, and soon arrived at Han Zheng's house.

The mansion was brightly lit from the outside, and Zhou Yan was frozen as soon as he got out of the car, but when he looked up at the house, he felt a lot warmer in an instant.

Zhou Yan met Qin Feifei's grandfather for the first time, and he didn't know how Qin Feifei introduced him to Mr. Qin before. Anyway, as soon as he saw him, the old man greeted him warmly, and blamed Han Zheng for bringing him back so late.

Ling Zhi chuckled at the side, and said to Ling Ying: "I don't know the old man's posture and think that Zhou Yan is Han Zheng's fiancée... Oh no, fiancee'husband..."

Ling Ying patted Ling Zhi on the head, and said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, little bastard."

Mr. Qin came from here, and he didn't ask Zhou Yan any extra words. Zhou Yan was grateful and thought this old man was so cute.

They deliberately waited for Han Zheng and Zhou Yan to arrive home before eating dinner. The food was a bit cold, and Wang Po reheated it all. Several people gathered around a table to eat warmly. Qin Feifei and Ling Zhi started bickering again. The fight never stopped. The two were about the same age, but they were always at odds.

In the end, Han Zheng couldn't stand it anymore, and slapped his chopsticks on his plate so hard that the table shook.

"Shut up if you want to eat, get out if you don't want to eat."

The two immediately fell silent, not daring to breathe.

Zhou Yan turned his head to look at the serious Han Zheng, and almost didn't laugh.

Who are you trying to scare...

But later he found out that Han Zheng has absolute authority in this family, and he is unambiguous. Even Mr. Qin obeys his orders. After watching TV for a while, Han Zheng told him to go back to his room to sleep, even though thousands of people were unwilling. , the old man went back to the room obediently.

Ling Zhi and Zhou Yan played video games for a while, Han Zheng was on the balcony, not knowing whom to call, Ling Ying and Qin Feifei were sitting on the sofa watching TV, one was on one end of the sofa, the other was on the other end, and had no communication.

Except for the voices on TV, there were almost no voices, but Zhou Yan still felt... quite lively.

At ten o'clock, Han Zheng came in from the balcony, his coat was covered in snow.

Zhou Yan put down the handle and said to Han Zheng, "It's getting late, I should go back."

Lexus was the first one to be unhappy when he heard that: "Don't, bro, let's stay up all night today."

"You're tall all night, and people have to go to work tomorrow. You think they all look like you." Han Zheng glanced over coldly, and Ling Zhi's balloon immediately deflated.

"what……"

Han Zheng took off his wet coat: "Wait for me to change and take you back."

"No need, I myself..."

"Stop talking stupid, at this time? This weather? This place?"

The three questions he asked back were all key elements, Zhou Yan was convinced, and sighed: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble."

In fact, it was not troublesome at all, especially when Han Zheng told him later that he was going to have a drink after seeing him off.

Zhou Yan asked: "Bar? Can you go in this profession?"

"No, find an old friend, it's a custom at this time of year."

Strangely, Zhou Yan slandered, and asked a lot: "Why don't you invite him to your home for the New Year?"

"I can't invite you." Han Zheng only said three words, his face was cold and gloomy, Zhou Yan was very sensible and stopped asking.

The car stopped in the alley in front of the house, Zhou Yan got out of the car, and after walking a few steps, he felt something was wrong.

I don't know if it's his illusion, or the temperature difference inside and outside the car made his brain abnormal, as if he suddenly felt uneasy.

Nervously, he stopped abruptly and looked around.

A piece of pitch black.

In the old residential area, the only street light on this section of the road was broken, so I couldn't see anything.Zhou Yan took out his mobile phone and wanted to turn on the flashlight of the mobile phone, but he failed to turn it on after pressing it for a long time.

He cursed "I rely on you", and walked forward in the dark.

He thought that he would arrive there in a few steps, but the more he walked, the more confused he became, and he always felt that he had gone too far.

Just then, he heard a cry.

"Hey!"

Zhou Yan turned his head, but before he could see anything clearly, a burst of brute force pushed him to the ground viciously, and immediately afterward, sap raindrops rained down on him everywhere.

He wanted to stand up, but the frequency of the stick falling was too high, he struggled, and immediately lost his strength, so he had to curl up together, covering his head with his hands.

Snapped!boom!

He gradually couldn't feel the pain, and desperately opened his eyes to see clearly.

How many of them are there, three?five?Or eight ten?

From the beginning to the end, this group of people didn't say another word, they just swung their sticks desperately to beat them to death.

Zhou Yan gritted his teeth fiercely.

His consciousness was blurred, and many images flashed through his mind in an instant, some from a long time ago, some from not long ago, and the fuck/fucking thing was that he also thought of some irrelevant people, such as Han Zheng, Qin Feifei and the like...

Another sap hit his left shoulder, and Zhou Yan vaguely heard a crisp sound. He thought "it's over", the bone should be broken, but he didn't know if there would be internal bleeding.

Internal bleeding... more troublesome.

But the big deal is that if you die, it will be troublesome to live.

He was full of random thoughts, and then he lost a bit of strength in his hands, and he didn't protect his head anymore, thinking that it would be like this, the damn thing will always die.

But after waiting for a long time, the hit that should have landed on the head never came down.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the sound of sirens, and an ambulance...

A blinding white light flashed in front of his eyes, and he couldn't tell if it was a hallucination, so he suddenly lost consciousness.

***

Luo Yujing was alone in the room, a little embarrassed, walking back and forth in high heels.

Downstairs in her room is the room of her brother Luo Jinfeng and sister-in-law Xia Jing. Xia Jing was pregnant and was already asleep, but now she woke her up and lost her temper. She was about to quarrel with Luo Jinfeng. Luo Jinfeng had no choice but to go upstairs Go knock on Luo Yujing's door.

Luo Yujing was already frightened, but when she heard a knock on the door, she was shocked and ran to open the door.

Seeing Luo Jinfeng outside the door, she was stunned: "Brother?"

"Jingjing, what are you doing? Walking around? Your sister-in-law was woken up by you and lost her temper." Luo Jinfeng had a headache on his face, but he loved his sister since he was a child, so he couldn't say harsh words, and his tone was quite gentle.

Luo Yujing looked down at the high heels on her feet, and immediately understood: "Ah, I'm sorry bro, I'll change into slippers right away."

She ran to the bed and took the slippers next to her. When she took off her high-heeled boots, the zipper got stuck and she couldn't pull them off. It's annoying!"

"What's the matter with you? You were in a good mood during dinner." Luo Jinfeng frowned and looked at his sister worriedly, "Is nothing wrong?"

Luo Yujing has been a troublemaker since she was a child, and she never made her family worry. In the past, it was her second brother Luo Jinchen who cleaned up the mess for her. Later, Luo Jinchen was gone, and Luo Jinfeng was replaced by bad luck.

Luo Yujing felt guilty, and said with evasive eyes: "It's nothing..."

"Let's be honest." Luo Jinfeng was about to go crazy. This sister grew up with him, and he knew her too well. When he saw her like this, he guessed in his heart, "Tell me, it's not a big deal, right?"

Luo Yujing was under tremendous pressure and worried all night, but when Luo Jinfeng asked this question, she couldn't take it anymore, and she couldn't help but let it go.

"I'm looking for someone...to beat Zhou Yan."

Luo Jinfeng thought there was something wrong with his ears, so he asked again uncertainly: "What did you say? Say it again? Who did you ask someone to beat up?"

"Zhou...Zhou Yan." Her voice was low, and she finally stopped being arrogant.

Luo Jinfeng looked incredible: "Are you kidding me? How long has this person disappeared?!"

"I'm serious!" Luo Yujing threw the doll on the bed aside irritably, and lowered her voice, "I saw him again a few days ago. I was very angry."

After listening to Luo Yujing's ins and outs, Luo Jinfeng was too angry to speak.

"Luo Yujing, you are so fucking good! Do you need to think about it before doing things? Zhou Yan said that he owes our family eight lifetimes and can't pay it back! But we can't owe him! We are the ones who are at fault for doing this kind of thing!"

Luo Yujing was upset again when she heard this, and stood up suddenly: "Where are we wronged? You said that he owes our family too much and we can't pay it back. What's the matter if I ask someone to beat him up? It’s not bad if I didn’t hit him with a car!”

"Then what if you kill someone? Do you know how serious the gangsters you are looking for are? If he dies by accident, I don't care, but you... just buy/murder/ people!"

Luo Jinfeng's last four words frightened Luo Yujing, her face turned pale, and she asked with trembling lips: "Then...then what should I do...I called that group just now, and they...no one answered. Telephone."

"Keep calling and asking about the situation. If something goes wrong, they will definitely sell you out. We have to go to the hospital before the police find us."

Luo Jinfeng took a deep breath and shook his head firmly: "It must be guaranteed, what can't be said, Zhou Yan will not say a word."