[Pan Xie] Today and He Xi

I don't know what evening it is.

I opened my eyes and saw that kid Wang Meng playing computer not far away.The surrounding was filled with the smell of alcohol, the sky was dark, there were no lights, only the blue light from the computer screen shone on his face, and he looked rather cautious.

It's a pity that I've been trained to break through the sky long ago, and I'm even afraid of myself when I calm down.Pre-emptively, I decided to break the silence.

"what are you doing?"

"Hey hey?! Boss, are you awake?" Wang Meng turned his head and looked at me with a lazy expression on his face.I am so familiar with this expression, it is not a little different from the memory.But soon he seemed to realize something, and became confident: "It's already dark, Boss, you've fallen asleep so fast that you won't wake up no matter what."

I looked at him blankly, and my brain finally came to my senses.This was in 2002, in my little antique shop.I just finished attending a high school reunion in the morning. I haven’t seen a group of people for a long time. I was excited and drank a lot of alcohol. I took advantage of the hotel’s proximity to the store and didn’t even call a taxi. I wandered back to the store and fell asleep.

However, I always feel like I forgot something.

Wang Meng was so flustered by my stare, he stepped on a thunder and the game was over. "I stayed here to take care of you, Boss, you've been sleeping, so I just played on the computer for a while."

I ignored him and started thinking about how I felt when I just woke up.But I only remember a kind of vigilance towards everything around me, as if there is a sense of strangeness... If I think about it further, it is completely foggy.

It's strange to say that I know that I have an inquisitive nature, and to put it bluntly, I am guilty of Tai Chi.But I didn't have the slightest curiosity about this strange feeling—I don't know when it started, I seemed to have lost the ability to be curious, and even began to resist investigating such things.Something must have happened to me, but right now I don't fucking want to look it up.

"Boss?" Seeing me in a daze, Wang Meng called me, "If you wake up, I'll leave first?"

I waved him casually, and he turned off his computer and went away happily.It's a good thing he has a conscience, he didn't turn on the light when I was sleeping, and only turned it on when I woke up.Now the room is very bright, but for some reason I always feel awkward.Anyway, I was already sober, and I didn't stay in the store, I washed my face upstairs and left.Before I left, I hesitated for a moment, but I still took the dagger I found by chance.

There were still many people on the street at [-] o'clock in the evening, and I walked faster and faster unconsciously among the crowd.It may be because of the alcohol, my spirit was inexplicably tense, but I didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment, and I bumped into a pedestrian all of a sudden.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I muttered a few words, turned sideways to avoid him, but when I looked up and saw his face, I suddenly froze - at that moment, it was like a tsunami set off in the bottom of my heart, and my brain went blank, only It seemed that he could still hear his rapid heartbeat in his lower ears.The violent ups and downs of emotions made me fall into a state of panic, and it took me a few seconds to come back to my senses, and I was embarrassed to find that my hand was firmly grasping the arm of that person, and the other person was looking at me coldly.

"Sorry..." I stared into his eyes, I'm sure I've never seen that look before, but I couldn't help blurting out: "Brother?!"

The kid frowned, glanced at me, flung my hand away lightly, and pinched my wrists with his backhand, with surprisingly strong force.Before I could react, my hand was pulled away by him, and immediately there was a sharp pain as if my bones were about to be crushed.I was stunned, and before the scream could escape my throat, the bastard squeezed my face tightly with his other hand.My expression twisted, and tears were about to fall immediately.It hurts, damn it hurts, does he think my bones are dough and he can knead it anyway? !

He ignored my violent struggle due to the pain, slightly pressed down on my shoulders, and dragged me into a remote corner while maintaining a brother-in-law posture, and then asked unhurriedly, "Who are you?" ?”

I am your uncle!I tried to stare at him, but my eyes were blurred by physical tears.You are still pinching my face with your fucking hands and asking who I am, how can I answer you, brother!

He also seemed to find that it was a little unreliable for me to answer the question in this situation. The hand pinching my face loosened, let go, and then pinched my hand again when I was breathing in pain. neck.

Me: "..." Is this the rhythm of twisting the neck if there is a disagreement? !Don't be afraid to flash your hands!

"Who are you?" he asked again.

I said angrily, "Your uncle."

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, my intuition was not good, and I blinked and glanced to the side. Sure enough, the boy's expression became colder, and the fingers on my neck became stronger.It stands to reason that now I should honestly show that I am harmless and obey this guy-after all, my life is still in the hands of this guy.But when I felt the strength on my neck, I didn't know why a stubborn energy came up. I shut my mouth and struggled to get rid of his hand that was holding me, while stepping on his foot.However, his force value is obviously not at the same level as mine, as soon as his legs are relaxed, I can't move.

"Fuck you, let me go!" My lack of cooperation obviously made him feel impatient, and as soon as the strength in my hand increased, I felt like my bones were about to break.A kind of inexplicable grievance suddenly surged up, my eyes turned red, and I struggled desperately, vowing to fight to the end.It's a pity that my strength is flawed after all, before that kid can take any measures against me, I only heard a crisp sound, and my wrist limply drooped down.

Immediately I was in a bad mood, my lips trembled, and I clenched my lips tightly before howling out—I must not give up in front of this bastard today!The hostility in my bones was aroused, and I struggled more and more regardless.

Who knew that the kid would let go of me after seeing my broken wrist, instead, I suddenly had nowhere to focus, and I fell back all of a sudden. In a panic, I grabbed the kid with my other intact hand As a result, one side of his face fell into his arms, his nose just hit his collarbone, and tears came down immediately, I don't think I will be disfigured like this, right? !But unexpectedly, this guy's body is limp, with such great strength but very thin, his bones seem to be soft, and his muscles are also very elastic.

Just when my eyes were blurred with tears and my mind was confused, a whistle suddenly sounded behind me, followed by an unfamiliar low-pitched voice: "Oh, dumb, I didn't expect that, so you're okay with this."

I was in a daze at first, but when I looked back, I saw a man wearing black sunglasses and wearing a black suit. His white teeth were particularly obvious when he grinned. He was obviously taken aback when he saw me, and then said: "I said, this picture Why is the face so familiar, this expression, dumb, are you strong?"

dumb?Somehow, I suddenly thought of a word, stuffy oil bottle.But now is not the time to give people nicknames, the tone of the black glasses is so cheap, it really makes people want to beat him up.But also because of his mouth that makes people want to tear it apart, I realized that the posture between me and that boring oil bottle seems not right now.I was about to stand up in a jerk, but who knew that I forgot my broken hand, just when I was about to support the wall, there was a sharp pain, and I felt the pain in hindsight, and then I broke out in a cold sweat.But now I can't admit my cowardice - I gritted my teeth, my eyes turned black, but I managed to prop up my body and turned to lean against the wall.That stuffy oil bottle looked on coldly, completely indifferent to my distressed appearance.

Here it comes again...that stuffy feeling.I'm not a little girl, and that kid doesn't know me well and can even be regarded as a grudge. It's fine if he doesn't make trouble, so why worry about my feelings?

No, this is not right.I suddenly realized that my attitude towards this stuffy oil bottle was too wrong, which must be related to my strange state recently.