The tyrant and his petite flower

Chen Moyun should be the last to know about the company's accident.

He hasn't surfed the Internet much recently, and worked behind closed doors in his room, revising the manuscript for two days and two nights.

He wanted to correct the script as soon as possible before he left. He didn't care about the time when he was busy, turned day and night upside down, and went to bed when he felt sleepy.

The next day, it was finally corrected. When I got up and looked in the mirror, my eyes were bloodshot.

The plane ticket at two o'clock in the afternoon is only six o'clock in the morning.

Chen Moyun rubbed his eyes, opened the window and found that it was only dim outside.

The gray-white building is shrouded in smog, and the sun has not yet risen, and a sliver of white light shines through the clouds.

The city is perpetually gray, with skylines and tall buildings cut into neat rectangles.

This is a city without temperature, only winter and summer, not spring and autumn.

He is leaving this place.

Will probably never come back again.

After thinking about it, Chen Moyun dialed Xiao Mu's number, no matter what, he wanted to say goodbye to him.

The phone rang for dozens of seconds, then was hung up.

Chen Moyun stared blankly at the page where the call ended, feeling a little sour all of a sudden.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he called Uncle Chen.

Uncle Chen didn't answer the phone either.

The people who were more important to him in this city suddenly disappeared, and Chen Moyun's heart suddenly became empty.

Before leaving, he deliberately took out the insurance that he had saved for more than ten years, and transferred it to Aunt Chen's hospital payment card.

After tidying up the house, basically nothing happened.

At twelve noon, he called Uncle Chen's cell phone again, but there was still no answer.

I don't know what Uncle Chen is going to do, Chen Moyun shook his head helplessly, and edited a text message to him: "Uncle, I'm leaving. I may go to a far away place, so don't come to find me. The monthly living expenses I'll call the card for you, or that bank card."

His luggage only has a computer, and he has no other luggage except his ID card, wallet and mobile phone.

For him now, the most important thing is freedom, and everything else is lost, so that he can start a new life.

Sitting on the bus to the airport, Chen Moyun turned on his phone and stared at the picture in a daze.

The sky in the picture is as blue as a mirror that has just been wiped, and the grassland stretches as far as the eye can see, which makes people feel that the world is so vast.

This is where he's going.

The corner of Chen Moyun's mouth unconsciously curled into a smile. From now on, he will truly live for himself.

When entering the waiting room, it started to rain suddenly.

It was raining and it was really cold, Chen Moyun wrapped his coat tightly and got up to buy a bottle of mineral water.

forty past one.

Chen Moyun glanced at the time on the phone, and was going to wait at the security checkpoint first.

As soon as he stood up, the phone rang.

The source of the number was Uncle Chen. When he saw the caller ID, Chen Moyun immediately answered the call. The call came just in time, and he was about to board the plane.

After answering the phone, Chen Moyun realized something was wrong. Uncle Chen didn't speak for a long time.Chen Moyun thought his phone was broken, turned up the volume button to the maximum, and then said "Hello" several times.

"Old man, squeak and let your nephew listen."

After more than ten seconds of silence, a rough male voice came from the phone, and Chen Moyun froze when he heard this voice: "Who are you?"

"Creditors!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a muffled sound, very like the sound of some kind of blunt object hitting a person, and then he heard Uncle Chen's sharp roar.

"what--"

There was a cry in the roar, a heart-piercing cry, which made people feel that the person who could make this kind of roar was experiencing the pain that he couldn't bear to live.

"Uncle Chen? How are you? Where are you now?" Chen Moyun held the phone with one hand, and clenched his other hand into a fist, pinching his palm, trembling uncontrollably.

Who exactly kidnapped Uncle Chen?

"Damn old man, talk!" The man seemed to hold his mobile phone in front of Uncle Chen, and Chen Moyun heard a series of rapid and heavy breathing.

"Amo, don't listen to them, don't come here! Don't..."

Uncle Chen's voice was hoarse, like a knife stabbing Chen Moyun's heart directly.

"What on earth do you want to do? Don't touch Uncle Chen, I'll give you money..." After saying this, Chen Moyun subconsciously bit his lips. He couldn't even take out 1000 yuan with him now.

"If you want us to release people, you come to the abandoned old beverage factory in the east of the city now. You are too late. You can only see the old man's body."

Beep, there was a crisp sound, and the phone was hung up suddenly.

Chen Moyun glanced at the time, it was 45:[-].

The red light at the security checkpoint is already on, and the passage is about to be closed.If you don't go, you really can't go.

"Passengers heading to Xinjiang, please note that your flight M1707 is now boarding. Please take your belongings, show your boarding pass, and board the plane from gate 1. I wish you a pleasant journey. Thank you!"

He held the ticket tightly in his palm and copied it in his pocket, soaked in sweat.

Chen Moyun gently closed his eyes and sighed.

Then resolutely walked out.

The sky was gray and rainy, and the abandoned beverage factory was built in the deserted suburbs. Because there were no people walking around in the suburbs for a long time, the surrounding area of ​​the factory was overgrown with weeds.When I got closer, the first thing I saw was the old big iron door, which was rusted and fell off piece by piece on the ground.

Chen Moyun pushed the door hard, and it opened with a creak. He quickly patted the hand holding the doorknob twice, and the rust on the palm of his hand fell down.

As soon as he walked in the door, he smelled a rancid smell, similar to the sour smell of spoiled food.

Chen Moyun felt nauseous in his stomach, and quickly walked in, clutching his nose.

In the empty workshop, a few faint rays of light fell into the empty window without glass. Chen Moyun squinted his eyes to search for signs of people, and looked sideways from the window, only to see a few people in an empty room next door. The shadow is shaking.

Those tall men were standing against the light, Chen Moyun looked over and saw Yuan Shi sitting in front of those men at a glance.

Yuan Shi raised his chin slightly, sat proudly on the chair, propped up one arm, and leaned against the armrest.His bottomless eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Chen Moyun's figure.Then he involuntarily brought up a smile, and said disdainfully: "I said it a long time ago, you will come back to me obediently after all."

Chen Moyun didn't speak, he took a few steps forward and came to Yuan Shi.

The place where he was standing just now was blocked by an abandoned table, so the southwest corner became his visual blind spot.

When he walked to the table, he saw that Uncle Chen was lying on the ground, twitching violently and shrinking into a ball.Fingers that were skinny like bamboo joints kept digging at the ground, their nails were scratched, leaving bright red blood on the ground.

With his appearance, he was neither human nor ghost, if it wasn't because he recognized the blue blouse on his body, Chen Moyun would never have recognized that the man lying on the ground screaming was Uncle Chen.

"Uncle Chen!" Chen Moyun called his name, knelt down and held his hand tightly.

Uncle Chen's gaze was dull, his eyeballs rolled upwards, and his body trembled uncontrollably, as if possessed by an evil spirit.

"What's the matter with you?" Chen Moyun panickedly grabbed his shoulders that were so thin that only bones remained, and couldn't help but blushed. It's only been a short month since they last met, how did Uncle Chen look like this.

"He's got an addiction." Yuan Shi said casually, looking down at the two of them.

Chen Moyun looked at Uncle Chen, who had a distorted face and gray hair, and felt sour in his heart.

Holding his twitching body, shaking his shoulders slightly, trying to wake him up.

But I didn't expect Uncle Chen's strength to be surprisingly strong, he broke away from Chen Moyun's hand, and slammed into the corner of the table without hesitation.

When Yuan saw this scene, he immediately winked at the man with green hair next to him. The man immediately raised his feet, walked up to Uncle Chen and squatted down, took out something from his pocket, and put it on his nose. .

After about 1 minute of touching, Uncle Chen gradually calmed down.His eyes gradually became clearer.

Chen Moyun looked at Uncle Chen's eyes regained his spirit, and called out happily: "Uncle Chen?"

Then I saw two lines of hot tears flowing out of his eyes like dry wells.

Uncle Chen's tears splashed on the back of his hand, making him feel extremely hot, and the sadness in his heart suddenly surged up.

"Mr. Yuan doesn't have time to watch you two play bitter scenes here." Huabi Qingpitou glared at the father and son viciously, spit out a mouthful of phlegm, and spat it at Chen Moyun's feet, "Pay the debt to the father, and your uncle owes it to you." I'm 20, you fucking pay me back it, and we'll be fine."

Qing Pitou took out a shining knife, and was about to scare him, but was stopped by Yuan Shi's order: "Stop."

Yuan Shi got up and walked towards Chen Moyun, half squatted down, raised his little face, and made him look at her.

"Whether to go or stay, it's your choice."

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Chen crawled to his feet, grabbed his trouser legs tightly, and begged while weeping: "Boss, please, let Ah Mo go, I want to kill or cut me up." It's up to you. As long as you can let Ah Mo go, you can let me be a cow or a horse."

Uncle Chen's gray hair trembled with the wind. He knelt on the cold ground, his cloudy eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, and the sunken eye sockets continued to flow out line after line of tears.

Seeing Uncle Chen curled up at Yuanshi's feet like a dog and begging nonstop, Chen Moyun's heart ached as if he had been stabbed hard by an awl.

Yuan Shi glanced at Uncle Chen who was kneeling on the ground, and snorted, "Old man, where do you think you are worth 20?"

After speaking, he turned his gaze to Chen Moyun, and gradually increased the strength in his hand, pinching his small chin fiercely, lowered his eyes to his face and said: "Your nephew is quite worthy."

Hearing this, Uncle Chen's eyes widened in fright, making his face, which was so thin that only one eye remained, three parts human and seven parts ghost-like, and skeleton scary.

"Original boss, don't touch my nephew, okay? I will find a way to return the money to you. It doesn't matter to him, please let him go. I kowtow to you. I kowtow to you..." As he said that, Uncle Chen knelt at his feet and kowtowed several times to the ground until his head was bleeding.

Chen Moyun watched the blood flow down Uncle Chen's temple, desperately broke free from the original restraint, rushed over and hugged Uncle Chen.

Uncle Chen looked up at Chen Moyun, pushed him away, and whispered, "You go back first."

After speaking, Uncle Chen threw himself on Yuan Shi's feet again, hugging his trousers and crying.

Originally, he was terribly annoyed by him, so he stood up and kicked him far away: "Get lost, are you annoyed?"

Uncle Chen covered his stomach and frowned, lying on the ground, still looking at Yuan Shi with pleading eyes: "Please, please let us go, I really can't afford that much money."

Seeing that Yuan Shi kicked Uncle Chen up again, Chen Moyun immediately hugged his leg.

The cast-iron table was right behind him, and Chen Moyun retreated inertially due to too much impact. When he hit the table, he felt his leg hurt so badly that he couldn't help but fell straight forward.

Yuan Shi raised Chen Moyun's face again, looked straight into his eyes and said, "I'll ask you again, are you still running?"