Belly Trojan

He closed his eyes.It may have been a minute, or it may have been several hours; time seemed to suddenly become fluid, the pain in the body was cut apart, the person seemed to be suspended in mid-air, the wind and the scorching sun pierced through the chest and pierced the heart.Nonsensical images raced through his mind: the world filled with half-dream hallucinations, a mix of bright lights, blurred shouts, and dizzying memories.Red footprints, pools of blood, mothers and strange women.There were grins on their faces.Ah Shu.Does Ah Shu like children?We want such a big family in the future, right?It's better if there are many people, it's lively... everything is fine, fine, as long as there is no such man.We were all fine...

He thought of Yanzhi again.strangeness.Maybe some things will be remembered only when they are lost, and only when they are not yours will they be cherished.Everything is like a causal loop, and that may be why he doesn't hate him.He felt that he deserved this retribution: the retribution his father left behind.He sometimes even thinks about that strange foreign woman.Did she give birth?How can a child survive without a mother?Although the final diagnosis was Myers' disease, no one even asked about the wounds on their heads.It's the same with or without wounds, there is no need to pursue this anymore.

But Fan Shu knew, or he definitely believed so: they were killed by their father.He seemed to have seen this vaguely in his fate, so when he learned that his child was also lost, he was not very shocked, but felt a sense of relief for some reason. ...I should have expected it.I deserve it.But in the hallucinations of dehydration and near-death caused by drugs, he vaguely saw a small, chubby body moving over, and those little five fingers tightly clenched his fingers, pulling him outward vigorously.

It would be great if it could be changed, he thought in a daze, although he had never blamed Yanzhi for this kind of thing, but deep down in his heart he could not restrain himself from praying: I can suffer any kind of crime, as long as I can For my child to live.

But he finally did not die.A basin of cold water was poured over his head, and someone lifted his eyelids to look. "Another overdose," an old man in a dirty white coat said from the edge of his field of vision, "what to do, bring him up."

It appears that several persons lifted him onto a cart.His vision became shaky and dim, and was blocked by a dirty blue curtain.Someone put a hanging bottle on him, fed him water, and seemed to have simply treated the worsening wound on his body.

"Life is really hard," said the doctor when he saw him awake. It was a small, dark clinic, and the doctor was wearing a dirty white coat, but if he hadn't been wearing a white coat, he wouldn't even be able to tell he was a doctor; a middle-aged man He looks like a decadent uncle, with a bushy beard, and the sleeve of one arm is rolled up, revealing a flowery arm that spirals up from under the elbow. "You can't take that medicine like that. If you take a little more, you will die." He said, pressing the cigarette butt into the water glass. "You are young, what can't you think about?"

Fan Shu smiled. "...It doesn't really hurt, who is taking medicine?" He struggled to get up, but the doctor didn't care about him, and didn't give any doctor's orders. The people on the prince's side saw that Hu Zi and Da Xia threw you on the street, so no one dared to touch you."

"Hey," Fan Shu looked at his cigarette, "...give me one? I'll give you money."

"There are places where you pay." The itinerant doctor said, and threw one over; Fan Shu smiled: "You are also a doctor."

"According to the injury on your body, you have died several times. If you don't smoke and have fun, it's cool to shoot if you have a cannon. Why do you have to make trouble with yourself?"

"Then you save me, are you okay? The prince won't trouble you?"

"At least the tiger prawns don't dare to come to trouble me. They themselves had their tendons cut off last time. I didn't pick them up in time, so they can still be majestic now?" He snorted, "If you have other symptoms , Flesh injury or something, the prince's perverted habit, I don't care about my business. But I have a problem, I don't like to see people take medicine and die in front of my eyes, so I will help you. They need someone to talk about it Well, I'm a doctor on the street, and they can't do anything to me, they still have to depend on me for their own lives."

Fan Shu nodded. "sorry to bother you."

The doctor stretched his waist, "Young man's body is pretty good, others can't hold on long ago. It doesn't matter, I just hang water for you, stitch a few stitches on the wound, and it doesn't cost much. I took it from your pocket. If you are in our business, if you don’t take the money while you are unconscious, it will be nonsense after that.”

Fan Shu smiled, touched the coat next to him, and slowly put it on. "Thanks.……"

"It's hard to quit opioids. You still have drug resistance in your body. You can't take it like that again. Once again, the gods won't be able to pull it back."

"Doctor, you have seen the injury on my body..."

"Don't call me a doctor. I'm a doctor with no license. They all call me Brother Lu," the sloppy man said. When you need someone, it’s hard to do without someone.”

Fan Shu shook his head. "It's okay, I have nowhere to go anyway."

"What's the matter? This is so mournful. The young one is ALPHA, right? My wife has to raise her—"

"My wife ran away with someone."

"Hey, it's so miserable, what's the matter?"

"I don't know either. Maybe he's busy with work." He lit a cigarette and took a puff against the gray sheets. "I don't care about home. I don't care about what people are thinking."

"No one cares about me, so I feel at ease." Brother Lu said, "I don't like people being in charge either. But when I caught up with that, I don't have to busy myself, God will take it for me."

"I also feel nothing, I feel at ease," Fan Shu said slowly, "But I don't know what's going on, I keep thinking about him. Just thinking about it makes me feel unstoppable pain, and the painkillers don't work."

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be a lover." Brother Lu was shocked by the blood splashed on his face, and he raised his thumb to look at him in admiration, "Don't say anything, you can lie down here as long as you like, and the bed fee is fine. Fifty a day," he patted his leg, "but you have to ask the prince first, as long as the prince says to give you something to eat, then it's fine."

"The prince gave him something to eat—" Two figures came in one after the other, it was Hu Zi and Da Xia, "It's just served in a dog food bowl." Pulling people up from the hospital bed; Brother Lu seems to be used to seeing it long ago, and he doesn't take offense at all, just playing with his mobile phone on his own.

"Life is really big enough, so much fentanyl can't kill you," Huzi said, "what's the matter with your black dog being addicted to drugs, does your boss know?" said kicked him, just hit the wound on his waist, the pain caused him to kneel down immediately and landed on all fours, "If you can't die, just crawl up and follow, Xia'er put on a collar for him, the prince said to Let him walk all the way there." He raised his hand and beckoned to Brother Lu, "Let's go."

Brother Lu half-stretched his waist, "Wait, hey, is he a black dog?" Black dog is a jargon in the underworld, referring to the darker police uniforms, so it was gradually used to mock police officers.

"Yeah, brother Lu, do you see that you are nosy again? If the crown prince finds out, it will be hard for me and my brothers to get along with each other."

"The prince is too busy to take care of your shit." Brother Lu pouted, "Then he is not wearing that dog skin, how do you know?"

"This kid is said to be an undercover agent. He is ruthless. Last time, he almost got Mr. Yi and our entire southern region in. Fortunately, this time he ran into the hands of the prince." Da Xia hurriedly said, "The prince wants to support him. Those people watched, frustrating, so as to give those masters a blow; it was also to vent their anger on Mr. Yi."

Brother Lu nodded, with a serious face: "That's frustrating. But it doesn't look like that alone. Wouldn't it be more majestic to get him a black dog leather case?" He opened the cabinet and took out a dirty The police uniform, and the big cap that doesn't match the standard ones, "I happen to have a set here, which was dropped by the policeman last time——Come on, come on, change it for him, let the prince like it, and lead him all the way."

Both Huzi and Daxia laughed, "Hey, brother Lu still knows how to play, no wonder he can always play with the prince."

Fan Shu had no strength, so he could only let them dictate and put on his police uniform. Brother Lu came over with a cap, put it on for him, and pulled out the cigarette from his mouth. When he leaned over, he whispered in his ear said a word——

"Don't resist."

Fan Shu was almost dragged into the street.When the lights are coming on outside, the food street is lit up with colorful lights, mixed with the thick smell of oily smoke and pungent spices, and there are bursts of hot white smoke.After he took two steps, he was whipped by the tiger and fell to the ground, "Crawl! How can a dog walk standing up?" Everyone around gave puzzled and surprised looks, and the prawn put his hands on his hips and yelled: " What are you looking at, haven't you seen people walking their dogs?" Everyone laughed.

"Let me tell you, this is the prince's new black dog—" Fan Shu just stood up, but was kicked on the ground again, "A dog is a dog, do you want to pee while standing like a man?!"

There was another burst of high-pitched and accommodating laughter around.

He had no choice but to squat down and land on all fours, his whole body ached with burning pain, almost fainting.The cap was in front of his eyes, covering most of his face, like the last bit of dignity left.He remembered what Brother Lu said, don't resist.It's rare to encounter a little silent kindness unexpectedly in this kind of place, which can make people feel that the world is not completely over.

I can bear it, he crawled through the potholes and streets full of greasy ditches, the uneven ground in disrepair cut his trousers to the knees, the sleeves were cut open, his neck was pulled forward vigorously, feeling the pain there Bones nearly dislocated.When he was dragged across the street, he had to avoid the legs and feet of many people, and some people would ask, "What's the matter?" Another person hurriedly pulled him aside, "Don't worry, the prince's new gadget, look at it It's good to have a field-"

There are also strangers who will be frightened, scream as if they are being burned, and almost stand on tiptoe and walk around.The regular customer who took him said with a smile: "What's the matter, haven't you practiced your courage last time? It's okay, people here like to make some new things, if it's none of your business, just pretend you didn't see it."

"But...that's the police...?"

"If you wear skins, you're a policeman? Virtue!"

The voice sounded familiar—Fan Shu glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw several people surrounding a young man, with their arms fixed on his shoulders and waist in a deterrent manner, pushing him to turn into the alley on the other side.The man turned around with a somewhat frightened face, and only glanced at it, but was blocked by other people's bodies.

...Zhang Chenhui...how could he be here?