fleeting story

Yan Qi collected himself, took a deep breath, and took a step forward.

After taking two steps, he started to run, and flew into Su Jin's arms.

This is his mother, he can feel that in this strange and desolate world, the woman who gave him a home.

It was she who taught herself what it means to be brave. Faced with the opposition of everyone in the family, she still picked him out of so many children.

Yan Qi didn't complain, what Su Jin brought to him, he couldn't finish it in his life.

"I'm going upstairs to get the boxes. I packed them up yesterday." Yan Qi pulled Su Jin to sit down in the living room: "I'll be down in five minutes."

Yan Qi closed the bedroom door, slipped out along the door to the ground, and was stunned for 2 minutes.

Then he slowly took out his phone and sent Zhou Luo a text message.

- Brother, I miss you very much.

This feeling of uneasiness about always wanting to say something to the people he cares about in the face of the upcoming changes made Yan Qi feel agitated.He really wanted to yell or fight with someone to relieve his depression.

The phone rang, and Yan Qi looked at it.

- Big eyes, don't forget me.

The sender is Little Fatty.

Yan Qi sighed, endured his sore nose and turned off his phone, walked to the bedside and took the luggage.

His luggage is much more than when he was in the orphanage.

A children's suitcase contained the clothes that Su Jin had bought for him over the years. He took away a set of clothes for each season in spring, summer, autumn and winter. Besides that, there was the toy drum set. Although it was a bit big, Yan Qi still want to bring.

He took out all the textbooks and homework books in his schoolbag, and replaced them with the few English reading materials that Dean Gao bought for him, which he had never separated from him. He picked up the matt book that Yin Chen had given him.

Zhou Luo bought him a new down jacket, which he didn't want to wear once, and the packing bag was too big to fit into the box. Even if he squeezed it in, Yan Qi was afraid that it would be deformed, so he decided to carry it with his hands, anyway, it wouldn't delay Kung fu on the road.

He looked at the room he had lived in for nearly five years, but there was nothing to miss.

Things with a little emotion are packed in boxes, carried in schoolbags, and carried in hands.

It's just that dresser, I quite... like it, but it's a pity that I didn't take it away with so much effort, so I have to at least drive a car.

Yan Qi closed the window and found that it started to rain.

Probably the last rain in late autumn.

There was a lot of rain, it should be the kind of pouring rain described in Chinese textbooks.

For some reason, Yan Qi could always think of the rain that fell after planting flowers with Dean Gao, and those who fell felt uneasy.

Yan Qi dragged the box, walked to the door and looked back at the room again.

Go, go and don't come back.

Just as he was about to open the bedroom door, he heard a scream.

Yan Qi's hand stopped, and his heart beat violently for half a minute before he stabilized his trembling hand and opened the door.

Zhou Hao stood at the door, his face was red and his eyes were wide open, staring straight at him.

Yan Qi swallowed, feeling that his heart was about to jump out of the sky.

"You!" Zhou Hao stretched out his index finger to touch Yan Qi's head, his body was shaking a bit, and his eyes couldn't focus.

"Are you drinking again?" Yan Qi didn't want to show that he was actually afraid of Zhou Hao, so he bit his lower lip, trying not to make his voice tremble.

"Do you care if I drink or not?" Zhou Hao yelled violently, "I shouldn't have softened my heart and agreed to Su Jin bringing you back!"

"My mother brought me back and it has nothing to do with whether you agree or not." Yan Qi said coldly.

Zhou Hao raised his hand with all his strength, and slapped Yan Qi loudly: "You bastard that your parents don't want! Are you trying to abduct my wife!"

Yan Qi's body tilted from the beating, and he slammed on the door heavily.

The forehead was broken by the handle, and blood flowed down the side of the face.

Su Jin's footsteps were getting closer and closer, Yan Qi clutched his wound and lost consciousness, and shouted at the door: "Mom, run!"

"Son!" Su Jin also shouted, her voice full of despair: "My son!"

Zhou Hao raised his leg: "Stinky bitch, shut up!"

This kick was solid, and Su Jin was kicked two meters away and fell to the door of her room.

Zhou Hao got drunk, stepped forward and grabbed her by the collar, lifted her up in the air, kicked open the door again, and threw her on the bed.

"What are you going to do!" Su Jin burst into tears, and Yan Qi's blood boiled when he heard it, and the anger broke through his throat and was about to roll out.

"I don't fucking believe that you can't conceive, I'll do it today/until you can conceive my seed!" After Zhou Hao finished speaking, he ripped off Su Jin's clothes.

"Go to hell!" Su Jin yelled with all her strength, her long nails digging into the back of Zhou Hao's neck: "Go to hell!"

Zhou Hao only felt a tingling pain on his skin, and the dizzy pain made him go crazy: "If you die, you will die!"

Yan Qi stumbled and knelt in front of the dressing table, picked up the scissors in the drawer and ran out.

Su Jin's screams and Zhou Hao's wild laughter were always in his ears.

He just felt unreal, every step he took felt weak under his feet, and his body shook accordingly.

He was so shaken that he was about to lose his balance, and the strength he had managed to hold up with his anger was losing little by little.

"Ah!" Zhou Hao clutched his arm, blood kept gushing out, like a small fountain.

Yan Qi kicked his lower body hard. He knew that the kick was not very strong, but it was enough to make Zhou Hao cover the pain for a while and jump aside to stop.

But Yan Qi still overestimated his own kick, the pain in Zhou Hao's lower body was still inferior to the blood on his arm, and failed to divert his attention.

Zhou Hao's angry red eyes fixed on Yan Qi, like a wild beast ready to hunt.

Yan Qi panicked and wanted to pull Su Jin to get up, but Su Jin was so frightened that she couldn't move, she sat on the bed and murmured unconsciously.

It rained heavily.

Crackling on the window.

Zhou Hao gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and rushed towards Yan Qi.

Before Yan Qi could hold the scissors tightly, he snatched them away.

Su Jin finally regained her sanity, jumped up from the bed, and stood in front of Yan Qi.

The scissors were inserted into her left shoulder, and her scream of pain rang in Yan Qi's ears, and the scene in front of his eyes began to rotate in shock.

Su Jin clenched her teeth, let go of Yan Qi, turned around and grabbed Zhou Hao's neck, and refused to let go after grabbing.

Zhou Hao was so annoyed by the pain on his body, he also grabbed Su Jin's neck.

The actions of the two people are ridiculous.

It's really ugly for a couple to do this.

Su Jin's eyes were reddened, and the strength in her hands became stronger and stronger.

Zhou Hao couldn't bear it anymore, and finally used his hands and feet to push her back.

Su Jin's body broke the glass door of the balcony.

By inertia, she fell to the ground and slid back one meter.

"Mom, the railing is a bit loose. I'll let the property owner repair it."

Su Jin's pale face pulled a smile that was almost horrified.

The railing was knocked down by the impact of Su Jin's body, and Su Jin also fell down.

While falling, she heard Yan Qi's shout.

"Mom!" Yan Qi knelt in the room and shouted, heart-piercingly, trying his best: "Mom!"

son.Su Jin closes her eyes, my dear son.

thump.

Su Jin's head hit the wall of the pool.

The whole person fell into the water with a "snap".

The body was first submerged in the filthy water, and then floated up again.

She shook her body for a while, but there was no more movement.

Zhou Hao stared at the broken glass door and the empty fence in a daze, there was no sound in his ears, and his tinnitus started after a while.

After a while, Yan Qi's yell came over with penetrating force, piercing into Zhou Hao's ear and instantly sobering him up. After regaining consciousness, he became panicked and at a loss what to do.

He sat down on the ground.

The heavy rain poured down, and the vegetation in the yard was bent over.

The rain fell into the house, and there was a burst of water vapor.In the haze, Yan Qi's absent-minded pupils twitched twice.

Zhou Hao's wound had stopped bleeding and no longer flowed out. He raised his hand and beat his head, knelt on the ground, and moved his knees a little bit to climb towards the balcony.

Holding the edge of the table with both hands, he moved his head away inch by inch tremblingly.

When he saw the familiar but no longer familiar figure in the pool, he quickly retracted his head, took two steps backwards, stood up abruptly and ran out.

Yan Qi knelt on the ground, motionless.

It was close to morning.

Yan Qi was drenched and shivered, he felt a bit cold on the balcony.

It took a lot of effort for him to stand up and move slowly towards his room.

He walked into the darkness, closed the door, and locked it.

He dragged his suitcase to the side of the bed, sat on the ground with his back against the edge of the bed, opened the suitcase and took out his clothes and piled them around him, put the drum kit next to his legs, and unpacked the down jacket that Zhou Luo bought for him and hugged him in the arms.

After his body warmed up a bit, he took out his mobile phone and pressed 110.

When Zhou Luo returned home, he felt that his spine was about to burst.

I didn't expect that beautiful mixed-race girl to be able to chat so well. She could chat until she didn't introduce herself, didn't report her family name and name, and then she went straight to the topic, and she talked in technical terms that people couldn't understand.

Or else, don't provoke women who are technical, and those who understand technology will kill you.

Zhou Luo threw the keys on the coffee table, and leaned back on the sofa to soothe his stiff spine.

He stared at the ceiling dryly, feeling sleepy crawling up his brows and eyes.

The consciousness knocked on his nerves over and over again, telling him not to fall asleep, not to fall asleep, he would catch a cold if he fell asleep in the living room.

But he still fell limply onto the sofa, and soon fell into a light sleep.

When the phone rang, he sat up straight and stared at the TV for a long time before realizing that it was the phone.

He took a look, it was Yan Qi.

"Why don't you go to sleep?" Zhou Luo answered the phone and said with a smile, his consciousness was completely awake at this time.

"Hi, hello, is this Mr. Zhou Luo?" A strange woman's voice came through the receiver: "Is Yan Qi your younger brother? There was a major accident at his house, may I trouble you to come to the scene?"

When Zhou Luo rushed out of the elevator, he staggered and almost fell.

The security guard held his teacup and looked at him, so surprised that he even forgot to say hello.

In my impression, this young man is very calm in everything he does, and he rarely panics like this.

Zhou Luo ran to the front of the Mercedes-Benz like a gust of wind, looked at his tired face on the window glass, kicked the car door, and ran back like a gust of wind.

The security guard watched him run out of the elevator for the second time, with a bunch of car keys in his hand.

Zhou Luo ran through six red lights in a row.

He couldn't care less about borrowing a car from his colleagues tomorrow to clear the money.

It usually takes an hour and a half to drive, but this time it only took half an hour.

Zhou Luo turned up a dirt slope and saw red and blue lights flashing in succession from a long distance away.

He parked his car outside the yellow cordon and saw a Honda parked next to him, only to realize that Zhou Xun had arrived.

Zhou Luo got through the fence and was taken to the backyard by a female police officer. As she walked, she told him to identify the body first.

When Zhou Luo heard the word "corpse", Zhou Luo sucked in two sharp breaths, his arms and back went numb for a while.

When he walked into the backyard and saw Zhou Xun sitting in the corner covering his face, and saw the policeman picking up a woman's body from the pool, if it wasn't for the female policeman next to him to help him, he might be able to kneel on the spot Down.

He straightened up on his knees, stared at the corpse for a while, and answered a few questions dumbly before his brain started to function.

"Where is my brother?"

"Where is Yan Qi?"