like drinking ice

The first thing I saw when I woke up was the seat surface of the back seat of the car. It was cloth and a little dirty. Slowed down a bit.

Then I raised my eyes and saw the kid.

Very small, probably less than a year old, a quiet child in white baby clothes, with fine, limp black hair, and the most familiar, deep amber eyes I know.It was lying in a lift-up baby basket that was stuck under the back seat of the car, directly below me.It is so quiet, just looking at me quietly, not making a sound.

I was stunned.

It lay there, quiet like a newborn sweet dream, the sun came in through the car window, its skin was as white as a freshly peeled egg, the sun seemed to sting its eyes, and it struggled uneasily.

I quickly stretched out my hand to block the sun for it.

There was a chuckle from the front seat.

I looked up and saw that the driver was a silent big man in black, and the one who was laughing was a young man in a dark yellow leather jacket sitting on the passenger seat, with a crew cut, about 27 or [-], chewing gum, and turning around mockingly. Looking at me, I found that I was looking at him, and laughed even more brazenly: "These rabbit masters are so funny, they look like women, and when they see their own man's children, they will be overwhelmed with maternal love!"

His words were too harsh, so I withdrew my hand and pulled up the lid on the baby basket to block the sun for the child.The strange thing is that the child was very quiet, but when I reached out to it, I instinctively avoided it.

Someone poked me in the chest.

I looked up and was poked again.

It was the young man in leather who poked me. He was holding an umbrella in his hand. The tip of the umbrella was made of plastic and there was mud on it.

"Are you going to breastfeed this little brat!" He chewed gum and smiled obscenely: "I forgot, you are a man, you have no milk, hahaha!"

I grabbed the umbrella and stared at him coldly.

"Hey, what? Don't you agree?" He pulled back the umbrella with all his strength, and I grabbed it tightly and looked at him silently. He was probably a little annoyed by the look in my eyes: "What's wrong with you, Mr. Rabbit still has a temper? "

"What's your rivalry with him?" The man in black who was driving the car remonstrated lightly.

The leather-clothed youth didn't listen, and was still fighting over the umbrella with me. When I saw his body leaning, I let go.He fell backwards and hit the center console of the car.

"The Guan family is really exhausted." I said coldly, "Guan Ying is crazy to find you two trash."

Before the man in black who was driving the car could speak, the young man in leather jumped up furiously, grabbed my collar, and fell on the seat. Even though I tried my best to dodge, my forehead hit the seat, and there was a burst of golden stars in front of me. Straight up.

"Don't hit me." The man in black who was driving was still very calm: "When you get out of the city, you can hit whatever you want. Now let me play it safe."

The leather-clothed youth probably also felt that it was difficult to perform well in the car, so he sat back unwillingly, gave me a hard look, and spit at me.

My forehead was bleeding, and I fell on the floor of the carriage. This car is not new, and the floor of the carriage is covered with dust. I pretended to be sitting on the ground, and reached out to touch the ground. I touched something heavy. Yes, probably iron, with rust on the surface, I dare not look at it, so I carefully hid it in my coat pocket.I was still wearing Ye Susu's men's coat when I left Ye's house. I was short on time, so I just found a loose coat and put it on.

The two people in the front seat didn't talk anymore, but I still pretended to be weak after being beaten, and sat on the ground leaning against the back of the front seat.

I guessed right, these two people belonged to Guan Ying, and most likely belonged to the Guan family.

The man in black is the commander, he doesn’t care about the young man in leather beating me, it only shows that they have no intention of letting me live—but if Guan Ying has any idea of ​​keeping me alive, they dare not treat me like this, they These high-ranking people pay attention to staying on the front line in everything.Only those who are about to die can be beaten and scolded wantonly, without worrying that one day he will make a comeback and take revenge.

I was not surprised that my arrester was Guan Ying.Seeking skin from a tiger is the expected ending.It's just that I didn't expect Guan Ying to be so ruthless. I originally expected that she would lock me up and use it to threaten Zheng Ao.Just thinking about it, it's not surprising that she did so.

She is old and in poor health, and she can only do it as soon as possible before Zheng Ao's child grows up to seize power.But even if Zheng Ao is threatened by me, and she has a child in her hand, her chances of winning are not great, at most, only five or five points.If she locks me up, let alone guarding against my escape, if things fail in the end, and the child and I fall back into Zheng Ao's hands, everyone will be happy, and she will have nothing.

It's better to kill me now, it's done, anyway, I don't need me anymore, and she doesn't have this extra life on her hands.Losing is enough to make my death a thorn in Zheng Ao's throne, to make him lose something on the day he gets everything, and to add a little haze to his prosperity.

And to the outside world, she can still claim that I am still alive and in her hands. Anyway, she has all the photos and videos, and no one knows that I am dead.At that time, maybe even the Li family will be wary.

It seemed that it was afternoon, and the buildings outside the window gradually became shorter and flatter. We seemed to be walking to the suburbs, too. After all, we were in the city, and it was not easy to choose a place to kill.

The sun shines in, so bright, so good, the child is still looking at me quietly, its face is shrouded in shadow, it has a familiar outline, familiar eyes, and I can vaguely see the shadow of someone.

I couldn't help reaching out, touching its hand, curling up like a little bun.

It hides for a while.

On its arm, like a lotus root, there are a few marks that haven't faded, which seem to be pinched out, and the heavy part is even a little green. I dare not touch it, but just watch quietly.

It probably also knew that I would not hit it, and looked at me quietly.

Probably because of this little guy, at such a juncture of life and death, knowing that the end of this car is where I died, I became extremely calm.

My grandma told me when I was young, be strict with yourself and be lenient to others. When you encounter something, first think about whether you have done something wrong.

My biggest mistake was just loving someone.

Then I was sucked into the vortex of power, like falling into a dangerous forest, where everyone can save me and kill me without breaking a sweat.But I want freedom, equality, and a brighter future than I can.

However, the child in front of me, less than one year old, what did it do wrong?

Although it was a sunny day, it was very windy outside.

This place is already very far away, there are large vegetable fields and fields, the fields seem to be wheat seedlings, endlessly green, the sun is bright and white, the young man in leather clothes dragged me out of the car and dragged me to the wheat field In the car, the door is still open, and I can see the baby basket in the distance.

The big man in black has been standing beside him, and I have no chance to do anything.

The broken wheat seedlings have a special smell, like the smell I once smelled on Zheng Ao.It is said that wheat seedlings have to be stepped on once during the growth process, so that they will grow taller.But there are probably a lot of wheat seedlings that have been trampled to death just like this. The hardships in life, if you survive the hardships, you will have a bright future, and if you can't, you will be smashed to pieces.

The big man in black answered the phone. I think it was probably Guan Ying. He kept agreeing and didn't speak.He walked in the direction of the car for a while, away from the young man in leather who was holding me.

A little hope ignited in me.

Before I could be happy, he threw something wrapped in newspaper to the young man in leather and walked away by himself.

The young man in leather took it, still smiling ironically. He was not proficient, but he was very proud, as if showing off, he opened the newspaper.

That's a gun.

"Do you know this thing?" He proudly poked my forehead with the muzzle of a gun, as if he was not going to do it now, but like a cat playing with a mouse: "Keep staring at me, Mr. Rabbit?"

The wound on my forehead was very painful, but more, it seemed to be hopeless.

I don't know why, but at this moment, I think of Zheng Aolai instead.

What is he doing now?Are you drinking?Dance?Or under the witness of the witnesses, put the engagement ring on Ye Susu?The lights of the hotel are so bright, magnificent, and singing every night...

Will he think of me?

My mood is so heavy, it gets darker a little bit.

What is the world like after death?Is it because the consciousness dissipates, the body rots, and there is no such person as Xu Lang in the world anymore?

It's like a bone-chilling chill rushing up from my heart, like a river freezing into ice, like blood congealing and stagnating, like the last spark, gradually annihilating in ashes.The sky seems to be cloudy, it seems to be raining...

My forest is burnt out, it's gone, Xiao Ao.

"...Don't blame me," the leather-clothed youth probably never killed anyone before, but he showed timidity at the last moment: "If you want to blame it, blame you for being a rabbit..."

I didn't speak, just pressed my hand quietly on the coat pocket, and one finger touched the metal. I thought it was a piece of steel bar, a cut steel bar, and I touched the broken metal thorn...

The leather-clothed youth gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind to pull the trigger, but at this moment, there seemed to be some voice behind him, and he turned his head.

I raised my hand.

It's now!