The Light of the Dogs

To sum up, Yu Zhanchao is an out-and-out unlucky bastard.It is a luxury for him to have a father who does not love his mother or love him. In his short ten years of unfortunate life, Brother Xiong is the only good person he can think of.

Want revenge?Think and don't want to.

I don't want it to be because of cowardice and lack of courage to kill.I think it's because, if he doesn't take revenge, he has nothing but life to live!

When a person is alive, he can only have a head if he has care, and if he doesn't have a head... the person is finished.

15-year-old Yu Chaochao followed the thieves and went from stealing ordinary people to stealing thieves.This is a highly difficult technical job, and he followed the band of thieves to travel north and south, wandering and wandering.

Yu looking for ugliness, even though the young man sprouted like mushrooms after rain, the scar on his face will never change, it can become the focus wherever he goes, welcoming people's curiosity, then pity, or contempt.

He is not good at speaking, and no one is willing to talk to him. Over time, the basic human ability of speaking has been forgotten by him, and he gathers his energy to climb the wall every day and practice a thief's unique skill of shooting like lightning.When I have free time, I follow the dictionary to read and read, but what I read are all world classics that are profound inside and hard on the outside.He hated himself and hated God, and became a silent literary and artistic cynic.

The process of the young man growing up was accompanied by cynicism, and when he transformed his cynicism into a hard-hearted heart, he was finally able to break away from the gang and work alone.

22-year-old Yu Chaochao was assigned to a small city in the south. It was the first time in his life that he got a haircut. The store opened by an old lady kept talking about the whole process. Yu Zhaoxuan kept his mouth shut. I didn't realize that the head under the scissors was a young guy, and I took him for a shy and reticent girl. She cut off her shoulder-length hair, which was just enough to cover the scar on the right side of her face. , 15 yuan to cut it once, and the old lady did not forget to say: "Girl, come again next time!"

He put on his hat and put on his glasses, and went back to the house he had rented for just a month.

This is a new community, demolished houses, the environment is good and every room has windows for him to escape.

In the beginning, all the old people lived here, but with his moving in, there were more new residents in the community.This place is relatively close to the food street, so the new residents are all waiters who work in the food street, young men and women, and it is a headache for noisy people when they arrive in the commuting area.

Yu Xunchao took a shower, tidied up his stuff, and packed his schoolbag. At two o'clock, he was about to start work.

It was a hot afternoon in the south in June, and the air was still humid even under the sun. He stood by the sink in the kitchen and looked down from the window on the fourth floor.He had to wait until there were fewer people before going downstairs.

But today God seems to dislike him, the flirting young people downstairs, the short-lived old man and the old lady, the cheerful children running wildly in the yard, and the little pugs chasing children.

Dogs barking, crying, housewives shouting their dialects, and young men and women playing ouch.

A group of people gathered downstairs, but it was near the gate of the community. Yu Xunchao was so annoyed that his head was sweating. Just as he was staring at the crowd with bloody and vengeful eyes, suddenly a sound came from the window opposite him. There was a bang, and a person suddenly came out of the window, "Damn Le Gobi, you're fucking arguing! I'm still fucking sleeping! If you keep arguing, I'll tear your mouths apart!"

Yu Xunchao looked at the man in surprise. He had been here for a month, and he had never seen anyone living across the street. He always thought it was an empty room.

He is not short-sighted, and he saw the man's shiny muscles from a long distance, and he couldn't see the facial features clearly. He could only see the man's thick black eyebrows and shining eyes. Facing the hot sun, they looked like two yellow lamps. Two clusters of small flames flashed from the eye sockets like small light bulbs.

The young man downstairs was obviously not happy, and he yelled upstairs: "People are not allowed to talk in broad daylight, you have to shut us up when you sleep! Can you control the shit and fart? "

The man turned around and took something from the window sill. Before he could look for it, he saw the man swung his arm, and a sharp and dazzling light flashed in the air. There was broken glass all over the floor, and the man pointed at the young man and shouted: "One more damn word, I will let you never shit in this life, if you don't believe me, try it!"

The man roared with a lot of air, his voice was loud and a little hoarse.Yu Xunchao looked at him and stared at the young man without moving. Because of his unreasonable aggressiveness, the young man muttered a few words and left with the girl beside him.

After Yu searched and regained consciousness, the opposite window had returned to its original state, closing lifelessly to reflect the sunlight.

The noise in the neighborhood turned into whispers, and even the dogs could read people's faces, sticking out their tongues and panting, silently hiding in a corner.

The truth of putting the nose on the face is common to humans and animals.Yu looked around and thought, it seems that people can't have a good face.

These days, people pay attention to connections. It seems that in order to promote the power of numbers, even thieves have gangs.Yu Chaoxun squatted under the shade of a tree, staring at the two unremarkable middle-aged men at the entrance of the building.

A thief looks like a normal person. The most important thing to distinguish a thief is to look at the eyes. If you look around, you have a ghost in your heart, or you are mentally ill.

Too low-level, Yu Xunxun stood up, a thief in the distance slipped 50 yuan from a girl's pocket, just put it in the bag, before he could wait, five men rushed out from all directions, and wrapped up the panicked thief One of the strong men rushed up and threw him to the ground with a bear hug, followed by punches and kicks.

The thief was a grown man in his 30s, he had no beard, but was skinny. At this moment, his arms were cut behind his back and he was pressed to the ground, and the crowd gathered around him stared at him.He didn't make a sound, didn't struggle, his eyes were empty, and his face revealed a kind of bewilderment and panic.A man stomped on his waist and poked his face with a baton, "Hey little thief, run again, run again!"

These people are not policemen, and the complacency on his face for eliminating harm for the people contrasts sharply with the sadness on the thief's face.

The women around were wearing parasols, men and women sighed, and Yu looked for a woman nearby and whispered to the people next to him: "Civil, pitiful and sad, why do you say that a good person should be a thief. Don't even think about it." How will his children see people in the future, tsk tsk, commit crimes!"

Yu Zhaochao didn't have much feeling about the situation, and he didn't have time to think about the story behind the thief. He didn't know how to do it, and he deserved it when he was caught.

But he was sure that this thief was not Boss Xu's. The pickpockets under Boss Xu, such as Xu Er and Brother Xiong, were all top hands in the industry.Even the self who had just been picked up by Boss Xu back then was released to work after training.Boss Xu won't accept these low-level little Luoluo.

It's been a month, and Yu Xunxou has searched for countless thieves in this city, but he hasn't found any thieves.

Boss Xu is walking in a crooked way, and his head also has eighteen bends in the mountain road.Xiao Qinian is hiding in Tibet. On the surface, he is blooming everywhere, but in fact he is as strong as a weed. At most, he will be killed by his subordinates and pick a few thieves. Before the spring breeze arrives, he will regenerate himself.

Yu searched for a few more thieves, but they found nothing.In the middle of the night, he called it a day and went home.

At two o'clock in the morning, the well all the way was deep and silent.A row of luxuriant sweet-scented osmanthus trees cast deep shadows under the solitary street lamps, branching out the branches to expose the dampness, his neighborhood was sunk in darkness, and the sporadic lights used for lighting in the neighborhood were like will-o'-the-wisps, dark and eerie .

Yu Xunzhao walked on, but the ordinary night was suddenly torn apart by a long-tailed dog barking, shrill like howling a wolf, hoarse as if about to howl, and lingering in the air for a long time with difficulty refusing to dissipate.

"Ow—"

Yu Xunchao shuddered at the howl of the dog, paused in his footsteps, and then walked towards the community wonderingly.

As soon as I turned to the door, I saw a large group of people gathered downstairs, men, women, young and old, pointing upstairs with righteous indignation.

He looked in the direction they pointed, and saw the man who yelled at him this afternoon standing on the balcony on the fourth floor, nibbling on an apple and spitting downstairs from time to time.If you look closely, you can see the big horn hanging high on the gray wall, and the heart-wrenching dog barking comes from that horn.

"Do you have a sense of public morality? Don't let people sleep?" said the aunt.

"Isn't that right! You're a stinky hooligan with no quality. Your parents didn't teach you how to be a human being? He woke up our whole family at night!" said the second aunt.

There were endless scolding around, and for a moment, under the foil of that man, everyone climbed to the commanding heights of high quality and high morality, and talked about the fundamentals of being a human being with their teeth and claws disheveled.

The loudspeaker is obviously old and the sound quality is not good. The thick barking sound of the dog conveys a vicissitudes of life through it, and he hangs his breath desperately, and the sound will break at any time, "Wow... ah oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo to... —Ahhhhhhhh—”

Yu Chao was in a situation where dogs were crying and wolves were howling. The sound was like a knife-like north wind hitting his brain. Not only was it wild and unstoppable, but it was also full of willful joy. voice.

Finally, after more than a minute of lingering sound, the dog stopped crying.

As soon as the dog stopped crying, the aunts and uncles around him quickly took over the baton,

"Smelly rascal, what on earth do you want? If our old man has a heart attack because of you, can you be responsible?"

One stone stirred up waves, and the crowd responded angrily.

"I don't care if the old man dies, he has something to do with me, why should I be held responsible?"

The aunt jumped angrily: "You were the one who hung up the loudspeaker. If you are not responsible, who is responsible?"

"Which eye of yours saw that I hung it up? Do you have proof? You bitch!"

"Stinky hooligan!" Aunt blushed three times, "That's your dog barking. You are breaking the law and disturbing the people. We have already called the police. You wait for the police to catch you! Smelly hooligan, bah!"

Aunt Four: "Yes, call the police to arrest him, scum! Little bastard!"

"Report you to the paralyzed police!" The man leaned on the balcony, swung his arm and smashed down the leftover fruit core, and pointed at the crowd, "I just asked, which old man put a note on my door? Hurry up!" Stand up for me, or else no one will have a good time!"

"Whoever posted it, who do you go to? Why do you bother us so we can't sleep well?"

Yu Zhaoxun saw the man shaking his hand, leaning lazily on the guardrail and spreading out a piece of paper, "Just listen to me, 'Your dog cries and howls day and night, you may not know it, Anyone who hears this voice, especially the owner, must have bad luck and bad luck. Therefore, we suggest, please send your baby away quickly!' Who the hell wrote this? Curse me? OK, Don’t everyone who hears this sound have bad luck and bad luck? Then let’s all listen to it together, and I’ll see who gets the worst luck first!”