Night walk

When the door was knocked, Qiao Dongyang just dropped the bowl of porridge on the ground.

The sound of "dong dong dong" knocking on the door overlapped with the sound of the "hum" plastic box touching the floor. One voice was polite and crisp, while the other was full of irritability and dullness.The two voices merged strangely, but then faintly separated into Qiao Yixiao's ears.

How could the quality of the takeaway boxes be any better? Qiao Dongyang's lower body was paralyzed, but his upper body was fine.It took a lot of force to throw the box, the box cracked, and the porridge scattered all over the floor.

Qiao Yixiao looked down at the porridge, but only heard the sound of the box falling to the ground, and even the sound of the plastic box cracking.

A few seconds later, he looked up at Qiao Dongyang.

Qiao Dongyang also stared at him. Although he could still move his upper body, he was a seriously ill paralyzed man. He tried his best and was panting at the moment.

Qiao Yixiao suddenly stepped forward and reached out to slap him. The sound of skin contact was louder than the sound of the box falling to the ground just now.Qiao Dongyang was beaten so that his head was on one side, and it took him a while to look back at him in disbelief.He reached out and grabbed Qiao Dongyang's hair, forcing Qiao Dongyang to look up at himself, "Do you really think I won't hit you?"

"I'll buy you a finely boiled rice porridge for six yuan, and meat buns for two yuan each. I drink a cup of soy milk mixed with water for one yuan, and eat deep-fried dough sticks for one yuan each. .Your monthly medicine costs almost 7000 yuan, and now I have less than 200 yuan left in my pocket. Except for work clothes, I haven’t bought new clothes for two years. I will buy two for you every season. Qiao Dongyang, I am Qiao Yixiao What I don’t owe you is what you owe me. Your shameless mother who is a mistress with you owes me, owes my mother—you stare at me, how dare you stare at me? Hahaha——

Now without me, do you still have life?Without me giving you money to buy medicine with my life, how can you live till now?Up to now, more than two years.I have said it so many times and repeated it so many times, why don't you understand, Qiao Dongyang, that you are no longer the original you.Even if I call your mother a whore in front of you now, what can you do with me?Can you jump up and fight me?You stare, you continue to stare!No matter how hard you stare, it won't change the fact that she is a bitch! "Qiao Yixiao's face was calm, and even when he said "haha" to the pain, his skin was almost motionless, only the corners of his mouth were strangely pulled up. Words that often felt vulgar were spit out from his mouth one after another. .

His hands were tightly pulling on Qiao Dongyang's hair from beginning to end, and the whites of Qiao Dongyang's eyes almost turned blood red.

Qiao Yixiao suddenly dragged him to the ground. Qiao Dongyang's lower body was unconscious, like a dead fish being dragged to the ground, but his upper body slammed into the edge of the bed, screaming unconsciously in pain. Qiao Yixiao pressed Qiao Dongyang's head directly to the ground. On the ground, "The porridge I bought with my hard-earned money, if you don't want to eat it, and if you dislike it, then you can eat it here, it's mixed with dust, it probably tastes good. You eat a little bit, Eat until clean."

At this time, there were a few knocks on the door again, and Qiao Yixiao heard it.He let go of his hand, stood up, looked down condescendingly at Qiao Dongyang, who was lying on the ground with his whole face stuck to the porridge, but could do nothing, and said softly: "After tossing for more than two years, we have wronged our young master Qiao, you I am wronged, and I am wronged too. Since Master Qiao likes this kind of life, I will satisfy you, and everyone will not be wronged, that would be great." After speaking, he turned around and slammed the bedroom door hard.

The moment Qiao Yixiao swung it on, he dared not let go of the left hand that Qiao Yixiao had been holding tightly. It was trembling, trembling at an extremely fast speed, which was Qiao Yixiao's uncontrollable trembling.It was that hand that slapped Qiao Dongyang just now. Qiao Yixiao has a bad temper in the past two years, very violent. He has fought with many people, and even often taught his former little follower Niu Dawei a lesson. Beating and scolding are normal.

But this was the first time he hit Qiao Dongyang, Qiao Dongyang, the last person in this world who was related to him by blood, his younger brother.

He thought he was not afraid.He was not afraid of Qiao Dongyang before, let alone now.

But he is indeed afraid, he is afraid of these changes in himself, he is afraid that he will not be able to hold on soon, he is afraid of his increasingly irritable temper.He knew that Qiao Dongyang couldn't bear it any longer. Qiao Dongyang was tired of the life of being paralyzed day after day. That little world.

If one day, Qiao Dongyang's emotions finally reached a critical point, and he killed himself when he was not at home, what would he do?

He has no people and reasons to live hard for, how can he continue.

But he is afraid of death.

But if he is the only one left, even if he survives to the end of the world, so what.

But this day is getting closer.Qiao Yixiao raised his left hand and clenched it into a fist again. He opened his mouth and bit the joint at the base of the thumb, and then bit the index finger, middle finger, ring finger and little finger, biting hard, biting back and forth, and biting many times until the pain felt honest. Everything was fed back into his brain, and he heard a third knock on the door.

He looked up, his eyes finally clearer.

He bit his fist hard again, stretched his body, and stepped forward to open the door.

Opening the door, there was a crowd of people standing outside the door, he immediately frowned, blocked the door politely and asked, "What are you doing??!"

Xiao Wei immediately squeezed out from the door, showed his body, and said with a smile, "We meet again."

Reach out and don't hit the smiling face.Qiao Yixiao knew this, so he slowed down his voice as much as possible, and asked him: "What are you doing here again? Didn't you mean that you will move the plants tomorrow? Why do you bring so many people to help move them? There are only ten pots in total. I don't know how to do it." I'm greedy for you!"

"..." Xiao Wei was suddenly embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

Director Zhong immediately pushed from the back of the line to the front, and said with a smile, "Hello, we are community workers." He moved half of his body away, and introduced the people around him: "This is the planning management office of the Municipal Greening Bureau. Director Mo Zhaomo." After finishing speaking, he paused, as if waiting for Qiao Yixiao to say hello.

Qiao Yixiao didn't even look at the so-called director, but said directly: "Don't introduce me, come in and move."

Director Zhong waited for a while, but when these words came, Director Zhong was stunned again, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Before he could react, a voice came from behind the line, "Director Mo is coming to your house, so don't be shameless!"

The voice was so familiar, Qiao Yixiao immediately remembered who it was, and he, who was already in a bad mood, immediately said to that voice: "It's you again, it's none of your business!!"

"You——!!!" Xiao Zhao screamed and rushed to the front of the line, about to argue with him.

How could Qiao Yixiao be afraid of her, staring at her, seeing a big battle imminent.

A gentle voice sounded, "Hello, we came here without prior notice, excuse me."

Qiao Yixiao turned her head casually, and then looked at the person surrounded by the crowd.

He took a rough look. He looked more than 1.8 meters tall and was dressed similarly to most low-level officials. He wore an ordinary long-sleeved shirt, an old-fashioned tie, navy blue trousers, and a pair of thin-rimmed glasses.With a faint standard official smile on his face, he looks gentle.He is the same as all the officials. If there is any difference, he is more handsome than other officials.

But what does it matter to him?

He said unhappily: "What are you doing at my house? If you have any questions, just ask directly. After asking, just move the plants away. I won't be at home tomorrow, so I don't need to come over."

Mo Zhao smiled and stretched out his hand, "Hello, my name is Mo Zhao."

Qiao Yixiao saw that he actually wanted to shake hands with her. Don't officials have airs?He looked up at him in surprise, thinking that you have to tell me what your name does again, and I won't remember it.This time he looked very carefully, so carefully that he noticed that the corner of the man's mouth was raised even more than before.He looked at the hand in front of him, and involuntarily wanted to reach out to shake his hand.

Suddenly there was a sound in the bedroom, "bang bang bang", Qiao Yixiao frowned, and planned to ignore it, but there was an even louder sound.Xiao Wei shrank his neck, and Xiao Zhao said impolitely when he saw this: "What is hiding in your room?!!"

"None of your business!!" Qiao Yixiao didn't reach out his hand in the end, but said impatiently: "Quickly ask, and leave quickly!"

Mo Zhao withdrew his hand without showing any trace, and asked him kindly: "How long have you lived here?"

"Two years."

"How do you feel?"

"good."

"Are you satisfied with the work attitude of the sub-district office?"

"That's it." After finishing speaking, Qiao Yixiao thought for a while, and then said: "Everything else is okay, the environment is not bad, the neighbors are not noisy, and the living is okay. It's just that this community is too stingy, and I don't want to give up a few pots of plants. deliver."

Xiao Wei and Xiao Song: "..."

Mo Zhao wanted to ask a few more questions, but there was an even more shocking sound from the bedroom.

Qiao Yixiao's round eyes almost narrowed into a line, and he opened his mouth to chase away people, "You go, my brother is mentally ill, and I'm tied to the bed, I'm afraid he wakes up and gets sick again, I'm going to see him .”

"This..." Director Zhong looked at Director Mo before speaking for more than three minutes, and the key point was at the door.The door is not open, sitting still, let alone drinking saliva.Just leave?And what's going on in the bedroom, do you want to go in and have a look?

But Mo Zhao nodded and said, "Excuse me."

Qiao Yixiao closed the door without saying a word, shutting them out.The moment I closed it, I opened the door again, looked at the people outside, and said, "I accidentally spilled water on you when I watered the flowers in the morning. I'm sorry." Then I closed the door again.

Then his complexion sank again, and he walked to the bedroom with his head buried, and kicked the door open.

Outside the door, Xiao Wei Xiaosong, who was used to this Mr. Qiao's style, was relatively calm. Everyone else could only use one word to describe it: ignorant.Fortunately, because of Qiao Yixiao's later apology, everyone felt quite at ease.

"Mo Chu, why don't we go to another house to have a look?"

Mo Chu shook his head, "I'll see this today, it's pretty good."

Director Zhong, who heard the word "very good", immediately laughed like a flower, and said: "Here at noon, let's have a meal with you?"

"No, there is still something to do in the bureau. I'll go first."

"Let's send you off!"

"No, I drove here by myself."

"Okay, we'll take you to pick up the car, and I'll visit you again when I report to the bureau next month."

A group of people walked out of the community while talking. When Mo Zhao unlocked the car and was about to get in the car, he suddenly turned around and said, "Let's keep those pots of plants for the residents. I'll send you some more pots later."

Xiao Wei and Xiao Song blushed immediately.

Mo Zhao smiled, got into the car, and drove away.

Director Zhong stretched out his hand and nodded Xiao Wei and Xiao Song, and they bowed their heads humbly together.He immediately recruited Xiao Chen again, "How is it? You didn't take pictures of that wonderful family, did you?"

"I'm doing things, Director Zhong, don't worry!"

"That's fine, that's fine."

In the afternoon, Xiao Chen, who was editing a film, received a call from a stranger. He answered it curiously and said "Hello".

"Hello, is this Mr. Chen?"

"I am, are you?"

"Hi, I'm Director Mo Zhaomo's assistant, my surname is Gao."

"Ah, Assistant Gao, hello!" Xiao Chen was excited for a while, and he didn't think about why Director Mo, a division-level cadre's subordinate, would be called an "assistant".

"Our Director Mo attaches great importance to today's inspection. Knowing that you are today's videographer, he ordered me to copy a copy of today's video file with you. I wonder if it is convenient for you this afternoon? I will go over."

"Oh! You're being polite, why don't you come here in person, I'll send you an email."

"Thank you, please write down my email address."

"Okay!" Xiao Chen took a pen and paper and wrote down the email address.

Mo Zhao, who got home from get off work in the evening, put down his briefcase and walked into a room while pulling his tie.

Pushing open the door, it looked like a small home theater. He turned on the machine, and the video sent in the afternoon was already connected.He sat on the sofa, fast-forwarded to the last ten minutes, searched for many passages back and forth, but there was only one scene of that person.

It seems that the cameraman is still lazy after all.

He paused the video at the moment when Qiao Yixiao rolled his eyes at the camera.

Stretching out his thumb and index finger, he gently stroked his chin.

Sure enough, it was the child who touched porcelain that day, the world is so small.

Xie Yao is right, it is very beautiful.

The author has something to say: I cursed out certain words in a certain night today.

Frankly speaking, I hesitated many times when I read that paragraph, even when I copied it into the publication box, I still hesitated, and finally decided to follow the mood of the codeword, and I kept some words that were too ugly.

As for the characters in the previous articles, even myself, when they get angry, they usually rely on TMD and me at most.This time I really pushed the limit.In this chapter, Mouxiao challenged himself again.

But everything happens for a reason.

I also hope that Qiao Yixiao who is so "unbearably rude" will not be offensive, he is really a little angel.It's just that he still wears such a coat now.