delicate flowers and weeds

Fei Cao had not been admitted to the hospital many times in her life, and two of them were closely connected and closely followed.

It all happened on a hot night when I was nine years old.

After the verdict of the first instance that year, when he left the court, panic was swallowed up by anger. When Boss Zhao chased him out, he could only see a small black spot in the distance.

Fei Cao ran fast.

The destination is a hospital in Nancheng: Nancheng Mental Hospital Center.There are three buildings in total, one of which is to accommodate Zhang Guiduo, who has escaped punishment and has blood on his hands.

When he ran, his heart was seized by anger, and every cell was screaming and ready to move.

But when he really ran to the door of the hospital, he began to feel helpless again.

He is different from other children.

A nine-year-old child suddenly encounters great changes in the world, and subconsciously hides behind his elders, crying and shouting, venting with crying, crying once, hurting less, and finally indifferent in the torrent of time. In retrospect, although it is still like a blunt knife sharpening , but still escaped from it and lived a "normal" life.

Fei Cao was not so lucky.

He scanned the hospital door, almost keenly finding a path to get in.

He was holding a small knife in his hand, and a voice in his mind kept telling him, "Go in, go in."

Yes, we are going in.

What about after entering?

Fei Cao didn't know, his fingertips were grinding the handle of the small knife, and in the cold night, his eyes were not like those of a nine-year-old child, they were dark and cold.

And this hostility can only be resolved by one thing: that scum's blood!

He's going to rush in no matter what.

Sun Wukong was trapped under Wuzhi Mountain for 500 years. He was beaten by wind, frost and rain. He was thirsty and hungry and ate copper and iron juice.

The vajra ring that bound Feicao is no longer there.

He was on the verge of losing control, and he had already measured the "sentencing standards of the criminal law" in his mind. He had the seeds of the flower of evil in his body, and without restraint, the buds of evil were about to bloom.

Blood dripped from his fingers.

is from him.

The usual pretense and self-restraint was finally removed, and he stabbed the knife into his hand, hoping to rely on pain in exchange for two calmness, and weigh the consequences.Raising the knife in his hand and dropping it, it was so fierce that it didn't look like he was facing himself.

Fei Cao felt that there were two roads ahead: one bright and the other dark.

The bright one had very little suction, yet Teacher Fei stood there.

The dark road tempts him all the time, whispering in his ear: "Come here~ Don't you understand? This is the path you should take. As long as you walk up, all the resentment and injustice will disappear. People in the world are as stupid as pigs and as humble as ants, but you are different, why do you wrong yourself to belittle yourself and put yourself with them?"

He is on the borderline between light and dark.

Teacher Fei liked Beethoven's music before she was alive. She was a very gentle person, but what flowed through her fingertips were hard and unyielding notes, and there was bright sunshine beside the piano.

After playing, she always turned against the light, her expression remained the same.

Later, Qin sold and bought him new clothes, and gave him a silver bell with the extra money.

On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, Mr. Fei squinted his eyes to thread the needle and weaved a simple pattern with red silk thread. He carefully put the bell on it, bent down and put it on his hand, smiling.

"Little Cao'er, tell me, the evil spirits will be eradicated, and the Dragon Boat Festival will be healthy."

Fei Cao followed immaturely: "Where the evil spirits are gone, the Dragon Boat Festival is safe and healthy."

The red rope was on his wrist, and it made a crisp "dang dang" sound with the summer wind.

At this moment, the sound resounded in the open space, but it was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Fei Cao's eyes were reddened.

The person who had put the bell on him was no longer there. He stood at the door of the hospital with murderous looks in his eyes, and finally realized this fact at this moment.

The nine-year-old child is very thin, with a hunched waist and a small ball. He can see blind spots naturally. He learned to avoid the camera without a teacher. On the top, the face is cold and indifferent, looking down at the sky, there is a feeling of "all beings are like ants to me".

He's a born criminal.

One step further, is hell.

An old Honda car whizzed by outside the door, Fei Cao jumped down and hid aside.

The car was black all over, with chipped paint, and it was going fast.

These are two unrelated things.

Until the light in the trunk was destroyed, a small snow-white hand emerged from it, waving desperately for help.

Tang Hua was tied up inside, burned to the point of death, he lost consciousness, and his whole body floated in the sea of ​​heat. The phone call from the kidnapper basically declared his death sentence.

It may be due to the desire to survive. The young master is not a person who resigns himself to fate. He acted purely on instinct, which actually caused him to hit the rear taillight. And thanks to the speed of the car, the sound of the old wheels rubbing against the ground was "sizzling", and there was no noise here. Let the kidnappers in the front row notice.

He stretched out his hand and pierced through the hole, waving it continuously, his whole body was weak, but he still squeezed out the strength to call for help.

Even if there was a glimmer of hope, he did not give up.

He knew that it was impossible, the kidnappers were taking remote roads, there were fewer people at night, the chance of him being rescued was pitifully small, but he didn't give up.If the hole was bigger, Tang Hua felt that he would rather jump off the car and die than lie on the cutting board and be manipulated by others.

In fact, this is where no one should have seen it.

The kidnappers chose this road for a reason. It is the closest place to cross the North City; there is no one in the area, and there is only one mental hospital that the world avoids;

The car passed quickly.

The only eyewitness, Fei Cao, tightened her grip on the knife.

Two thoughts were indistinct in his mind:

Forward, the villain who killed his grandmother is there, and that's what he came tonight for.

Backwards, there lies an emaciated and innocent child, suffering from all kinds of misfortune.

One is dead and one is still alive.

The dead one is his relative, and he doesn't know the living one.

The devil's voice seduced him: "Fei Cao, go, don't you want to end all of this? What does the life and death of others have to do with you?"

The old and kind voice was also spinning in his ears: "Xiao Cao'er, I hope you will be a good person."

Be a good person.

Be a good person!

True and false, good and evil are unclear, countless people saw him swirling towards him, and all the faces they saw were hateful and hateful, and they cursed viciously one by one: "Fei Cao, you are a disaster, a disaster."

"Why didn't you die, you dead star."

"Look, everyone, this is the son of the murderer, that little bastard. Now that he has killed Teacher Fei, we will be next."

……

Satan whispered in his ear: "Look, you didn't do anything, and you got so many reprimands. Why don't you just show them."

In the malice in the world, there is only one kind face, and she is crying.

whisper softly:

"Xiaocao'er, grandma is very worried about you, don't be like your father, okay?"

The body acted before the consciousness, and Fei Cao rolled on the ground. When he realized it, he had already held the bump on the bottom of the car with his hands and feet together, and the posture with his feet facing the sky hooked the car. The asphalt road was behind him, and Xi Lili scratched his clothes , The child's white and tender skin was instantly covered with bloodstains.

Fei Cao was crying, and he didn't even know why he was crying.

Is it because he gave up the chance to avenge his grandma?

Is it because the back is bleeding, is it too painful?

Or in other words, finally defeating the devil and running counter to hell?

……

He wiped his eyes, arched his body and climbed onto the roof of the car with his strength, and slowly moved on the trunk. The car was old, and he broke the lock on the back of the car with a knife three times.

Tang Hua's consciousness was heavy, and he felt comfortable all over his body, and the wind of freedom finally rushed into this narrow and dark space.

He subconsciously looked at people, only felt that in the black world, he was the only hero who brought light to himself.

"Hero" Fei Cao kept a cold face, and said in a low voice, "Hey, can you still move?"

Tang Hua moved his throat and wriggled out three words: "Little brother?"

The tape in front of him was torn off, but he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes, so he could only soften his body and lean towards the person passing by.Both of them are half-grown children, but he smelled an extremely reassuring smell from each other.

It's dark here.

Fei Cao didn't see his face clearly, she pushed him with a little disgust, and "hissed" again: "Why are you so hot?"

He hugged the child indiscriminately, only feeling that the child was surprisingly thin, warming him with his own body.

Fei Cao asked softly, "Are you afraid?"

Tang Hua shook his head very lightly, talking better than nothing, without letting the other party notice.

Fei Cao: "I'm afraid there is nothing we can do. If we want to live, we have to jump out of the car."

He pressed his hands on Tang Hua's eyes, and his words were cold, but Tang Hua could hear a subtle tenderness from it, and she shed tears uncontrollably.

Fei Cao thought he was crying because of fear, so she wiped his face indiscriminately, and said in a low voice, "Don't cry, do you hear me?"

"...I'll hold you for a while, even if I fall, I'll die first. I'll cushion you, it won't hurt at all, so don't cry, hold back for me."

The kidnapper's surname is Xi, a vicious person like him, and the Tang family are completely two classes in heaven and earth.

Then, how did he avoid the layers of guards in Tang's house, and tied up the young master who was loved and spoiled inside?And this timing, how come it just happened to coincide with the time when Tang's family was under attack, and Tang's father had no time to go home?

Naturally, someone planned behind it.

The rival wanted the Tang family to have no peace, and the murderer wanted money, and the two hit it off.

So, would the ruthless man behind the scenes trust a villain who has an eye for money so much?

The answer is naturally no.

Explosives were placed in the car, and the time had been calculated to ignite it. This was a car bound for the underworld. The people in the car were all written in the book of life and death, and had already written a certain death ending.

The car drove into the woods.

The bomb is already changing from green to red, counting down:

three!

two!

One!

Fei Cao jumped out of the car with Tang Hua in his arms, behind him was a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​flames, billowing smoke, the flame "Zilla" burned his clothes, surrounded by stacks of forests, which would ignite when encountering a fire, blowing along with the wind, with arrogance.

Tang Hua was in a dim state, even if her eyes were covered, even if she was hugged in her arms, she could still hear a muffled cry from below her. It was a piercing pain that made the person below her cry out rationally.

He suddenly wanted to cry and wanted to say sorry.

He wanted to say: "You go, this has nothing to do with you."

When she opened her mouth, there was a milky voice, whispering as thin as a mosquito: "Little brother."

There was a smell in the air, the smell of burnt, rotting flesh.

Fei Cao said angrily, "I'm fine, don't cry."

He covered Tang Hua's eyes with his hands, and when he moved and closed, the bell on the red string around his wrist made silver sounds.

Fei Cao hugged Tang Hua, and he asked, "I saved you today, so I'm a good person."

Tang Hua nodded.

Fei Cao said, "That's worth it."

He added: "Let's gamble."

He hugged Tang Hua, glanced at the sea of ​​fire behind him, and then rolled out resolutely. There were fire, gravel, and tree branches on the ground, just like that embedded in his flesh and blood.

Tang Hua was in his arms.

The surroundings should have been hopeless and depressing.

He should have been terrified and helpless.

At this moment, I was suddenly not afraid of anything.

He thought: If I can live, I will be the best friend with my little brother, give him half of everything I have, and give him all the best things in the world...

I must find him, come to him and give him my best.

……

One drink and one peck, is it a pre-determination.

As early as many years ago, at the crossroads of their respective destiny, the two had formed an indissoluble bond, entangled and entangled, which marked the cause of the future.

Fei Cao woke up as early as Tanghua, it was already half daylight at that time, he was keenly aware that a large number of people were coming, so he hid.

He didn't leave behind the big rock where he was hiding until he saw Tang Hua was rescued by the police.

He didn't even see the face of the child he saved with a single thought.

When one thought arises, all good things come.

He didn't know that he and that child would meet again in the future, and the other party would suddenly appear and give him a hand when he was about to embark on a bad path.

Tang Hua burnt a fire and recovered half of his life.

Most of the memories at that time were forgotten, he was still the most honored and favored young master of the Tang family.

Then he went to the martial arts gym, and then he lived unattainable, and after that, a thing called "system" from a thousand years later fell into his mind.

He went to see Fei Cao, and when he saw the other party, he wanted to make friends.

From now on, the closer he is to the other party, the more joy he will have.

He didn't know that as early as many years ago, he made a wish in his heart:

In the future, I will be best friends with my little brother, give half of everything I have to him, and give him all the best things in the world.

The author has something to say:

The front edge of flowers and plants is finally finished!

Redemption is that we are all at the crossroads of fate, if we take a wrong step, we will be lost forever, so God asked you to help me, let me help you, and we finally grew up towards the sun.