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Go out of the reception room and turn to the right, passing through a small warehouse piled with sundries, you will arrive at the backyard of the orphanage.

It was really a small yard, only about forty square meters, and it looked very dilapidated due to neglect all the year round.Weeds grow from the cracks in the stones, showing the wild and tenacious vitality of species in nature.

Not far away is a mottled and dilapidated seesaw, the paint on the whole body has fallen off, turning into the most primitive black, as if it was burned out by a fire.There are two swings next to it, but the ropes on both sides have been broken and fallen off in the erosion of wind and rain. The colored wooden boards that were originally used as seats fell to the ground, and a few big-headed ants were busy on it.

Everything is the same as in Ba Yuan's memory, yet different.

He remembered how big it was here when he was a kid.

At that time, he always sneaked out to play with Tangkuaier, Fat Girl, Ji Lidong and Ying Chunyu when everyone else was taking a nap.He and Ying Chunyu balance back and forth on the seesaw, while Ji Lidong and the fat girl swing, and the fat girl always swings higher than Ji Lidong, because the sugar cube is always willing to push her behind.

When Ba Yuan was in school, his grades were poor, and he especially hated Chinese, because the Chinese teacher who taught him at that time was very snobbish, and made no secret of his contempt for these children without parents.Ba Yuan hated her, but he had no choice but to revenge her by being mischievous.

So in the three years of junior high school, Ba Yuan's Chinese scores did not exceed [-] points.

However, facing this situation at this moment, Ba Yuan suddenly remembered a poem in the textbook.

Things are people and nothing is done, and tears shed first.

He hadn't shed tears for many years, and when he was out asking for a living, he always laughed the worse he wanted to cry, but now he really wanted to cry a little bit.

Sighing, pulling his thoughts out of the inexplicable sadness, Bayuan scratched his head, looked around, then went straight to the seesaw, bent down and picked up the half of the steel pipe that fell on the ground.

He hoped not to use this thing, but he didn't know, so it's better to hold it, just to be prepared.

Approaching the kitchen, Ba Yuan gradually heard the voices of old friends talking from inside.

"Tang Kuang, when are you two going to get married? Let me know in advance so that I can say hello to the company and be a guest performer for you when the time comes." Ying Chunyu said carelessly.

"Forget it, who will invite a rock band to perform when they get married?" Tang Cui'er's voice is very nice, maybe he should not be a chef, but a voice actor instead, "And your band has [-] big flower arms per person, What if I scare all my guests away."

"Get out! You think I'm happy to perform for you, you guys have no musical literacy, performing for you is like playing the piano! If it's not for the fat girl... hey, you don't care about the fat girl."

The fat girl asked with some concern: "Does your company allow this? I mean, can you perform casually now, won't you violate the contract?"

"What's the matter? It's not a commercial act, unless you give me an appearance fee." Ying Chunyu sneered.

Ba Yuan could fully imagine the expression on his baby face, it must be beaming with joy, carrying an indelible youthful spirit.

"This number, our band now has at least this number for one show."

"300 yuan, I'll give you [-] yuan when the time comes, so you don't have to look for it, just sing three of them to heat up the place, can you order some songs?" Ji Lidong deliberately teased him.

Ying Chunyu was really anxious, he seemed to jump up, because Ba Yuan heard the sound of falling to the ground.

"Your mother's three hundred, 3 yuan! I'm raising the price now! A song is 3 yuan, understand!"

Ji Lidong smiled, "Speak up, you don't even have 300 yuan to find my mother."

Ying Chunyu was suffocated, but Tangkuaier and Fat Girl laughed, "As expected of a great writer, you can talk like a bamboo shoot."

They were chatting while doing things, and Ba Yuan just stood quietly at the door, with complicated expressions on his face, like relief and pain.

He heard the sound of the pot boiling, and Ying Chunyu asked Ying Chunyu to put the washed corn into it quickly. When Ying Chunyu turned around, he accidentally knocked down the oil pot. The fat girl hurried to help it, but some still spilled out , she sighed helplessly, saying that both he and Ji Lidong were uncles, and coming to the kitchen would just add to the chaos.

Ying Chunyu hummed unconvinced, "You're wrong, a real uncle would not come to the kitchen at all, like eight yuan."

"You were wrong. Why didn't the eight yuan come? I could already hear his footsteps." The fat girl smiled, and raised her voice to the door, "Eight yuan, come in and help."

Ying Chunyu was skeptical, "It's fake, you lied to me? Why didn't I hear the voice of eight yuan?"

"It's over, before you become popular, your ears are damaged first." Tang Kuang'er said, "Ying Chunyu, what will you do in the future."

"Did you talk, did you talk? Shut up!"

Ji Lidong said: "I heard it too, eight yuan, come in quickly, you are the only one missing."

Tang Kuang'er said: "Yeah, I was driven to the kitchen as soon as I arrived, and I didn't even see what you look like now. The fat girl said that you are fat, at least 160 catties, is it true? Come in and let me see .”

Ying Chunyu also said, "Hurry up! There are so many jobs waiting to be done inside, why don't you come in and put up some statues at the door?"

Each of them said a word, and everyone greeted Ba Yuan warmly, as if looking forward to a reunion after a long absence.

But Ba Yuan said, "I think it's better if I don't go in. You all know that I can't cook."

"I didn't ask you to cook, and there are candies to serve the spoon. If you come in, I will help you. This is the head office, right?" Fat Girl said.

"Let's skewer the meat with the chicken, he is slow to death, there is so little meat in total, and this is only half of the skewer." Ying Chunyu said.

But Ji Lidong said, "Let's help Chunyu look after Tang. Not only are his ears bad, but his eyes are also bad. Tang has thrown himself several times."

Tang Kuai'er said, "Anyway, you come in first."

Unable to refuse, Ba Yuan sighed, "Okay."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to lift the half-remaining door curtain, and walked into the kitchen.

But there was no one there.

Everything becomes silent at this moment.

The laughter just now, the ridicule and bickering among good friends, all the voices disappeared like a puff of smoke.

The soup pot on the stove was still boiling, and the blue flames licked the bottom of the pot.The hot steam made the lid of the pot tremble slightly, as if it might be overturned at any moment.

Ba Yuan lifted the lid of the pot, and met a pair of eyes unexpectedly.

"You're here." Ying Chunyu said with a smile.

His head has been stewed for a long time, his bones are crispy, the meat on his cheeks has melted into the milky white soup, and only a dark red tongue is left in his mouth, so his voice is slurred, "Why did you come here? ah."

"It's a bit late." Ba Yuan said.

He glanced sideways at the grill on the other side.

Ji Lidong, with only the right half of his body left, was standing stiffly by the grill, holding a thick long iron rod covered with rust in his hand, while his left half of his body was pierced like a duck waiting to be roasted. On top, thick, almost black blood dripped from the cut.

"Do you want to help me?" Ji Lidong asked.

Ba Yuan shook his head, "It still doesn't work, brother, I believe you can do it yourself."

Candy is wearing an apron and standing in front of the chopping board with one leg. It seems that he is cutting vegetables, and his knife skills are really good, because it is his other leg that is placed on the chopping board.The meat below the knees has been picked clean, but there is no trace of knife marks on the exposed calf bones. Candy Cube is worthy of being a chef at a young age.

"Long time no see." Tang Kuang'er said, he was a very ordinary-looking man, except for his good eyes, with a melancholy aura.

"Yes, almost 20 years." Ba Yuan said.

He looked around and found that there was one person missing, so he asked Tang Kuang, "Where's the fat girl?"

Tang Kuang'er grinned, his smile was shy and shy, and he pointed to the stove under the wok.

Every part of Fat Girl's body was bent and stuffed inside at bizarre angles, and through the raging flames, she smiled at Ba Yuan.

"Hurry up and help, don't be lazy this time."

Ba Yuan let out a "hmm", and then loudly defended herself: "I've never been lazy, okay?"

The fat girl didn't answer, but just watched him quietly.

Even if he doesn't turn around to look, Ba Yuan can still clearly know that at this moment, whether it is Ying Chunyu with his head in the pot, Ji Lidong with half of his body strung on the grill, or Tang who is showing off his knife skills with his legs, For a while, they were all looking at themselves.

As a ghost, from the side of death.

Ba Yuan sighed, with a sad and helpless expression on his face.

"I said I didn't want to come in because I didn't want to see you like this, really," he said.

At this time, Tang Cui opened his mouth first.

"Eight yuan, why are you late and let everyone wait for you for so long."

Then there is Ji Lidong.

"You came too late."

Fat Girl: "But you're still here."

Ying Chunyu: "So don't leave."

"Stay with everyone."

"Just like before, okay?"

"After all, we've been worried about you all these years, and you're really having a bad time. Am I right?"

"I miss you so much, eight dollars."

Four mouths, four voices, the speed of speech is getting faster and higher, the tone is getting higher and higher, and the tone is getting sharper and sharper, and finally swallow each other and merge into one immature voice.

It was screaming, screaming, and begging.

"It's so hot, it's so hot! Can someone come and save us, please, come and save us!"

"Chun Yu, come back quickly! If the door won't open, don't bother, come back and hide!"

"what!!!"

"How are you doing?!"

"The little chicken is being held down by the beams, please help me quickly, I can't pull him alone!"

"Fire! The fire is coming! Candy, run away!"

……

The four ghosts shrunk rapidly, they twisted and struggled, and slowly approached Bayuan all the way.

Ba Yuan stood where he was, and when he raised his head again, his face was already full of tears. He roughly wiped it off with his sleeve, and then pulled the corners of his mouth to reveal a very pure smile. Never laughed so much.

"Sorry everyone, I'm really late, but I can't be reunited with you yet. Those little bastards must be punished." He said, "I didn't have that ability before, but now I seem to have some hope. Since you all If I die, then only I can do this, so I can't die yet, I have to live."

As soon as the words fell, he shook the half of the steel pipe he was holding in his hand, and a beam of light slid across the surface of the steel pipe, cutting the original round arc into edges and corners.

The steel pipe turned into a modified semi-automatic rifle, the weapon he exchanged from the train.

The ghost image had already approached to the distance where no special aiming was required, the bullet was loaded, and he raised his hand to shoot.

After four consecutive gunshots, Ba Yuan vaguely heard the sound of something shattering. He watched the scene around him fade rapidly, and finally seemed to be burnt by a fire. Except for embers still floating in the air, there was nothing else.

In the next second, he felt his body sank, and when he came back to his senses, he was already sitting at a table in a coffee shop.

"What's going on?" Ba Yuan couldn't help being surprised, and when he looked up, he saw three other familiar faces.

"Brother Wolf! Brother Fu! Sister Miao! You are all here! Then I feel at ease, I almost didn't scare me to death just now." He immediately greeted everyone with a smile, and then reached out to grab the table very naturally. menu, "What did you all order? Let me see what I drink, sour plum Americano, soy sauce Americano, dried ginger bubble Americano... Good guy, what the hell is this?!"

Opposite him, the numbers on the square timer floated quietly.

02:45:07.