Night walk

It dawns very early in summer, and before five in the morning, the sanitation workers began to sweep the ground along the road.It just rained heavily last night, leaving a lot of leaves on the ground.An aunt wearing a sanitation vest was sweeping the floor with her head down and holding a big broom. When she turned a corner and was about to sweep up, she stopped in her tracks.

Then, a scream rang out, breaking the silence of the morning.

Ten minutes later, the sounds of police cars and ambulances sounded one by one.

Qiao Dongyang woke up suddenly from his dream, he looked at Kui Kui who woke him up in front of him, and asked in a daze, "What's wrong?"

Kui Kui is usually sleeping at this time, but for some reason today, she came to wake him up, even if he woke up, it even used its claws to grind Qiao Dongyang's hand.Qiao Dongyang also heard the chaotic and piercing voices outside the house at this time. He rubbed his eyes and took a look at the cell phone next to his pillow. It was only after five o'clock.

The house they are renting now still has one bedroom and one living room. He sleeps in the bedroom, and Qiao Yixiao transformed the small hall outside into a bedroom plus a study.Before going to bed, Qiao Dongyang didn't close the bedroom door, he propped up his upper body and looked, the door was still open.

"I didn't come back last night." He murmured.

In the past two years, Qiao Yixiao has always stayed up late to catch up with work.During the school exam season, he worked harder and often stayed up for several nights.Seeing it, Qiao Dongyang felt very distressed, but he couldn't help him with anything.He had to admit that he was indeed a burden a lot of the time.

Fortunately, Qiao Yixiao has graduated now, so she no longer has to study for exams, can concentrate on work, and can always sleep more.

Qiao Yixiao seldom worked overtime at home. In the past, he had to work overtime at home when he couldn't afford it.After renting a studio outside, he only came back after working overtime in the company. He was afraid of disturbing Qiao Dongyang's rest.Such a situation of not coming back after dawn was too familiar to Qiao Dongyang.

The sound of the ambulance outside had gone away, but the police car was still ringing, which gave him a headache.

The place they live in is much better than when they first came to Shanghai, and now they can afford air-conditioning and other things, but it is still relatively remote, but it is also good, at least it is quiet.I have lived here for more than two years, and it has never been so noisy.Is something wrong?

He looked down and was still pulling his sunflower anxiously: "Are you hungry? I'll get up and cook for you, fish soup, okay?"

Kui Kui jumped to the ground impatiently, looking back at him from time to time, still urging him.

He lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed.In the past two years, he has been able to stand up and walk a few steps, but not too much. Most of the time, he still has to sit.After he got up and prepared delicious food for Kui Kui, he made breakfast for Qiao Yixiao and sent it to him.He took out his mobile phone, intending to ask Qiao Yixiao what he would like to eat, and how many people in the company were working overtime, so he could make more and bring them over.

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.

"Oh, I didn't answer the phone again."

Qiao Yixiao was so busy that she often couldn't take care of anything, and Qiao Dongyang got used to it.He got up and walked towards the wheelchair, and when he was about to walk, the phone rang.He didn't bother to sit down, and took a look, it was Qiao Yixiao.

"Finally remembered." He laughed and picked up the phone, "Brother, how many of you are working overtime now, I'll send you—" His voice stopped abruptly, he opened his mouth slightly, and listened to the phone On the other end, it took a long while before he blinked his eyes.His hands were shaking so badly that the phone fell to the ground.

"Meow!" Kui Kui called out shortly.

The phone fell into the speakerphone, and a strange male voice on the opposite side said: "...so do you live nearby?"

Qiao Dongyang supported the wheelchair, looked at the mobile phone on the ground, and said blankly: "Yes, the first building up the slope, Room [-]."

"We're going over here."

"Oh."

The other person hung up the phone, but his hands gradually couldn't support him. He fell to the ground and hit his back hard on the wheelchair, but he didn't feel any pain.

Kui Kui walked to his side, still turning around anxiously, seeing Qiao Dongyang sitting still.It ran out, grabbed Qiao Yixiao's slippers, and put them in front of him.

Qiao Dongyang was sitting in a wheelchair, waiting for Qiao Yixiao outside the operating room.

There were patients, doctors and nurses coming and going around him, some were sobbing softly, some were laughing lightly, but he didn't hear anything.He just sat there in a daze, not knowing where his mind wandered.When the police brought him to the hospital, they passed the scene of the crime, which had already been blocked in a circle and no one was allowed to enter.

Faintly, Qiao Dongyang seemed to see the blood on the ground, and he immediately looked back, not daring to take another look.

After arriving at the hospital, Qiao Yixiao had already been sent to the operating room.

The police asked some questions routinely, and then went on to deal with the matter.The place near their house happened to have no surveillance cameras, so it was a blind spot.As for the camera that is further away, there were too many cars passing by at that time, and it was a bit difficult to check. They still had a lot of things to do.

Qiao Dongyang stayed here alone. He had never been so afraid since he was a child.

A few years ago, when he was in the operating room, what kind of mood was Qiao Yixiao who was waiting for him outside?Can someone come and tell him what to do?

Before the police left, they said that Qiao Yixiao was not in a good condition and had bled a lot.When Qiao Yixiao was discovered, it should have been some time since the car accident happened.If the sanitation workers hadn't discovered him, it's hard to say whether he could have been rescued a few minutes later at night.

Even at this moment, it is still hard to say whether he can be saved.

Qiao Dongyang had difficulty breathing. He leaned against the wall, feeling that every moment was suffering.

What should I do if Qiao Yixiao really can't be saved?

His eyelids twitched. If Qiao Yixiao really couldn't be saved, he would commit suicide after dealing with the funeral, and hand over his life that should have died a few years ago, so that he could reunite with his family underground.

His life was brought back by Qiao Yixiao, and his life was also guided by Qiao Yixiao. Qiao Yixiao is gone, does he still need to live?

The door of the operating room where Qiao Yixiao stayed was never opened.

The people around me have changed several dials, but the door still hasn't opened.

There were heavy footsteps in the corridor, and Liu Wenlong ran over panting, and he saw Qiao Dongyang at a glance, and quickly walked in front of him.

Qiao Dongyang looked up at him.

The young man in front of him was pale, and Liu Wenlong could no longer utter the comforting words that filled his stomach.He clenched his fist and said softly, "It's okay."

Qiao Dongyang nodded.

Liu Wenlong whispered: "Qiao Yixiao carried our company's name on his business card and documents. The police called us, and when I found out, they came over immediately. Don't worry, the company still has a surplus in its books. It will definitely be cured."

"Can the company still work normally?" Qiao Dongyang asked worriedly. It was the studio built by Qiao Yixiao, and he saw all the hardships in it.

"Yes, you know Xiao Lin too. She has studied with Qiao Yixiao for several months, and she is already able to get started. This month's case, Qiao Yixiao has basically decided on the style in advance. It's okay, it's okay. Don't be afraid." Liu Wenlong comforted he.

"Ah."

"I asked the police, and they are still investigating. They will have some clues in the next few days."

Qiao Dongyang said weakly: "Even if you know who it is, what can you do? I know that such behavior can at most go to jail, not the death penalty. So what if you go to jail? Can all the injuries my brother suffers be transferred to him? And if you go to jail, you can get out of prison early. Or, he will pay us compensation?" Qiao Dongyang chuckled, "Whoever wants his little compensation would be too dirty for me."

"At least get him out! This is too fucking disgusting!" Liu Wenlong angrily trembled all over his face.

"I just hope he's fine." Qiao Dongyang lowered his head as he said.

Liu Wenlong still wanted to persuade him, but felt that his words were powerless, so he simply stood beside him, looked in the direction of the operating room, and waited.

That afternoon, Qiao Yixiao was pushed out.

Qiao Dongyang heaved a sigh of relief, and hurried forward pushing the wheelchair. Liu Wenlong immediately took over and pushed him forward together.

The doctor glanced at them and asked, "Is it the patient's family?"

"It's me, I'm his brother."

"Arms, legs and ribs were broken, and more than a dozen stitches were stitched on the head." The doctor said these words calmly.

Hearing that Qiao Dongyang almost couldn't sit still, Liu Wenlong supported him, and immediately asked, "Doctor, where else?"

"Go to the ward, we'll talk when we get there."

"it is good!"

Qiao Yixiao had many wounds on his body, including multiple fractures, and the severe impact on his head directly opened his mouth.Bandages literally cover from head to toe.

Qiao Dongyang must let Qiao Yi sleep better, he can afford the medical expenses now.Qiao Yixiao was sent to a double ward, and the environment was not bad.

After explaining to them, the doctor wanted to leave.Qiao Dongyang grabbed him and asked, "Doctor, is there enough blood? If not, I can draw blood! I'm his own brother!"

The doctor couldn't help laughing: "He is not a rare blood type. Although he lost a lot of blood, there is still enough blood in the blood bank."

"That--"

"Just wait. He is lucky. If the cut on his head is deeper, it will be over. He is bleeding too much, so he needs to rest more in the future."

"What about now?! Will it affect the head?"

"Probably not. We'll observe after he wakes up." The doctor said and left first, and Liu Wenlong went out to pay the fee.

After a few minutes of silence in the ward, the policemen came again, checked Qiao Yixiao's situation, and asked some more questions. Finally, a policeman stayed with him to wait for Qiao Yixiao to wake up for questioning.

Qiao Dongyang frowned and said, "Even if my brother just woke up, he can't answer your questions immediately, right?!"

"Little brother, you also want to find out who hit your brother sooner?"

"I want my brother to wake up!"

The policeman smiled, didn't talk to him further, sat on a chair beside him and waited.

Such a wait, from night to the next day.

Both the doctor and the nurse came several times, and Qiao Dongyang was flustered. With a crying expression on his face, he asked the doctor, "Why are you still awake?"

"almost."

"Every time I say it fast, but why is it still so slow..."

"Wake up!!" Just as he was speaking, the policeman suddenly said.

Qiao Dongyang immediately turned his head and looked at Qiao Yixiao.

Qiao Yixiao on the bed really opened his eyes, and he blinked slowly.

"Brother!" Qiao Dongyang called him in a low voice.

Qiao Yixiao blinked his eyelids.

"Brother, can you hear me?" Qiao Dongyang asked cautiously.

Qiao Yixiao blinked, not knowing where he was, and for many moments, he even forgot who he was.All he remembers is that he heard a crisp sound, wanted to see his feet, and fell asleep.

"Mo—" He moved his lips and spit out a syllable.

"What?" The police thought it was some useful information and immediately stepped forward.

"Mo—" Qiao Yixiao said again.

Qiao Dongyang heard it all. He didn't want to believe it the first time, but he hesitated the second time.For him, Mo Zhao is a person of the past.Two years ago, after they moved away, Qiao Yixiao never mentioned that person again. He quietly observed for a long time, and Qiao Yixiao never read any news about that city.

Mo Zhao seemed to have suddenly disappeared from their world.

After that, Qiao Yixiao was busy with work and school, and never mentioned Mo Zhao again.

He thought that Mo Zhao really disappeared just like that.

But at this moment, two years later, when Qiao Yixiao woke up after the operation, the first word he uttered was "Mo"?He doesn't want to believe it!

Before going to bed, Qiao Yixiao was very sad, the gourd was broken, and he was so sad that he hadn't cried for a long time, he wanted to cry hard.

But before it was too late, he passed out.

At this moment, his head was full of the crisp sound, and two strands of tears still flowed from the corners of his eyes.

He struggled: "Mo Zhao—" He wanted to say that the jade gourd Mo Zhao gave him was broken.But it was difficult to say a complete sentence.

For the third time, Qiao Dongyang believed it.

Qiao Yixiao was talking about Mo Zhao, the Mo Zhao who he thought had nothing to do with them long ago.

The policeman also heard clearly, turned around and asked, "Who is Mo Zhao?"

Looking at Qiao Yixiao's face, Qiao Dongyang didn't have the strength to speak.

Qiao Yixiao fell into a coma again. After the doctor's examination, he said that the operation went well and there was no serious problem for the time being.

Liu Wenlong went back to help him get things, and fed Kui Kui by the way.

Seeing that they couldn't ask any questions for the time being, the police left first.

He was alone with Qiao Yixiao in the ward.

At this time, someone knocked on the door, and a little nurse walked in. She held a red rope in her hand and handed it to Qiao Dongyang: "The patient's ankle was originally a dead knot. We cut it off during the operation yesterday. I forgot about it later. Sending it to you now may be more important to patients."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." The nurse walked out of the ward after she finished speaking.

Qiao Dongyang looked at the red rope in his hand in a daze. He knew that Qiao Yixiao had a piece of jade on his foot.But he didn't take a closer look at what it was. At this moment, he saw such a piece of red rope that had been worn for a long time and had frayed. For some reason, he thought of Mo Zhao again.

Mo Zhao sent this thing, right?