in the dark

"Song Chan," Song Nan'an called out, looking at Xiao Jiu who was standing in front of him, "he's still a child, not to mention I helped him untie the rope." You even gave him your hand.

This temper has exploded a bit.

Xiao Jiu stood there a little helpless, her two small fists clenched tightly.

Be a bit of an adult in front of elementary school students, even though the elementary school students are not very elementary school students in all aspects.

Song Chan stared at the bony eyes in front of him, and sighed, he really couldn't blame the child, but the atmosphere just now made him anxious, and he suddenly choked his breath in his throat and didn't know where to spit it out.

"My tone is aggressive, don't mind." Song Chan said.

"I don't mind." Xiao Jiu answered seriously, her clenched hands loosened, sweating from nervousness, and wiped her palms on her pants.

like a little grownup.

Coming along in one breath, Song Chan looked at his cautious look, and suddenly began to soften his heart. In addition, he thought that he had no family, and his mother was... quite similar to himself.

Forget it, talk a few more words, and treat it as increasing your affinity. Song Chan looked at Xiao Jiu, thinking about where to start the chat.

Not to mention, he doesn't look bad at such a young age. Although he is a young boy, his eyes are beautiful, with large eye sockets, deep-set double eyelids, and fair skin, but it is a bit sickly white.

"How old is it?" Song Chan asked.

"Seven years old." Xiao Jiu replied.

"Seven years old?" Song Chan was a little surprised, and looked at him from top to bottom.

Song Nan'an on the side also looked over and said, "It looks like he's five years old." He estimated an accurate number.

"Seven years old." Xiao Jiu emphasized.

"You are so tall... so thin..." Song Chan twitched his mouth, "You are malnourished."

Xiao Jiu lowered her head, her dark eyes were covered by eyelashes, and she didn't speak.

Song Chan raised his eyelids to look over, and instantly understood.

With no relatives and a mother who probably doesn't care much, and a boy, he can grow to the height of a five-year-old at the age of seven.

Song Chan sighed in his heart, remembering that he used to feel sorry for the child in front of him. He didn't mean to say that harshly. Only after he had experienced it himself could he know that these words were not exaggerated at all. This child is worse than him. Easier, he was a teenager then, and this one was seven years old.

It's hard to be on your own.

"Do you want to drink water?" Xiao Jiu was silent for a while, then ran to pick up the water bottle that fell on the ground, and turned the bottle mouth around on his pants, "There are still some left, not dirty."

One-fifth of it was left, not all sprinkled on the ground.

Song Chan looked at the bottle, then at Xiao Jiu, and clicked his tongue.

For a seven-year-old child, it’s fine if he doesn’t cry or make trouble when things happen... He’s quite skilled at picking up bottles... He’s been doing this for many years, but how many years can there be? He’s only seven years old in total.

Song Chan felt his heart tingle, staring at Xiao Jiu who was handing water in front of him, and remained silent.

"Drink it yourself when you're thirsty," Song Nan'an took the conversation, looked at Xiao Jiu who was holding the bottle in a daze, and said, "He...uncle is not thirsty yet."

Song Chan came back to his senses, "Brother."

Song Nan'an glanced at him lightly.

"I'm not thirsty," Xiao Jiu licked her lips, and put the water bottle on the ground against the corner of the table. "The man said that there will be no more water. There are three of us."

"We adults can't quench our thirst with such a small amount." Song Chan said.

Xiao Jiu paused when she turned around, "Someone will definitely come to rescue us."

Forget it, it doesn't matter who drinks it, Song Chan no longer argues with the child, "Then put it there first."

Xiao Jiu obviously didn't finish her sentence, "I overheard. They said they were going to transport us to Yunnan. Although I don't know where Yunnan is, it should be quite far away. They said it would take more than [-] hours by car."

Song Chan raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Song Nan'an was obviously easily attracted by a few words, "Overheard?"

Xiao Jiu nodded resolutely, "I've heard a lot. They said that they will be transported by large trucks, and you, you will go with us, and you will die."

Song Nan'an frowned tightly. It didn't matter where he was transported or whether he died or not, because he never thought that the so-called Master Huang's plan would succeed. The key now was to protect the child before he was rescued.

Therefore, he was not too curious about what else Xiao Jiu had heard. He had more curious questions.

"Why did you come to this room? Where are the other children?"

Of the three children, only one was locked in the same room as them. Logically speaking, the three children should be locked together.

"I got into a fight with another boy." Xiao Jiu answered honestly.

"Hands and feet are bound." Song Chan said.

"They were beaten when they were going to the toilet. They were locked in another room, just behind here, not far away." Xiao Jiu said, "I want to see where I was locked... and I was sent away after the fight." Arrived here."

"Did you see clearly?" Song Chan asked hastily, logically speaking, he would not be too far away from the textile factory. Although he passed out after being beaten, his consciousness began to blur after a while, and he could feel that there was no No matter how far he went, not to mention that Huang Ye's old lair was here, such a big matter would definitely not be dealt with in an unfamiliar environment.

Xiao Jiu shook her head, "I haven't seen it before."

"Not far away." Song Nan'an replied firmly.

"Huh?" Song Chan turned his head to look.

"Zhang Zi knew when something happened to us," Song Nan'an lowered Zhang Zi's voice, "Since he can come over immediately, he is telling us the approximate range of the location."

"I'm familiar with this film!" After saying this, a flash of inspiration flashed in Song Chan's mind, "How long did it take him to come here?" He wanted to take out his mobile phone as he said that.

After struggling for a while, the rope was still firmly in place and I couldn't move.

"Let me untie it for you." Xiao Jiu asked.

"My whole body is numb." Song Chan looked to Song Nan'an for advice.

"Untie it for a few minutes," Song Nan'an said, "I'll tie it up later."

Xiao Jiu walked towards Song Chan first, Song Chan turned his body and stared at him, understanding what he meant, "You know how?"

"What do you think?" Song Nan'an looked over.

"Ah, it should be," Song Chan nodded, flattering, "You know everything."

"Where did you live before?" Song Nan'an asked with his head tilted. The little girl was tied up here from an amusement park. It took several hours by car. It is estimated that Xiao Jiu will not be too close.

Xiaojiu used a few brute force to break the rope, without skill at all, "Qiangxi."

Song Chan gently turned his wrist that was worn off by the rope, flicked it, and looked at Song Nan'an, "I've never heard of it." Not to mention it was really painful, although he always felt that his skin was rough and fleshy, and he was very capable. It is painful, but it is estimated that the skin on the inner side of the wrist is relatively tender, and Xiao Jiu struggles to untie it, and the pain will be very strong if he keeps grinding it.This kind of continuous pain is better than giving him a stick directly.

"It's not across the province, but it's also at the provincial boundary," Song Nan'an said, "It's about... a four-hour drive to here."

"That's pretty far."

"Have you been there?" Xiao Jiu walked towards Song Nan'an, probably very excited to hear someone mention her place of residence.

Song Chan untied the rope on his feet, stood up, and leaned against the wall to relax, "I'll do what he wants."

Xiao Jiu nodded and stood obediently.

Song Nan'an looked at him, not quite understanding.

Song Chan approached, squatted behind him and glanced at the rope, thinking about where the head is and where the tail is, whether it is a knot or not, and how to solve it in a short time.

Song Nan'an turned his head sideways, "What's wrong?"

Song Chan pretended to sigh, "It's not easy."

Song Nan'an raised his eyebrows: "Xiao Jiu is here."

Xiao Jiu glanced at Song Chan before raising his foot.

Song Chan laughed, "What are you looking at me for?"

Xiao Jiu blinked, then wiped her pants again, "Listen to you."

Song Chan didn't hesitate any longer, and untied the rope in his hand three times, five times and two times, and said to Song Nan'an, "Move your wrist." Before he finished speaking, he squatted next to Song Nan'an's legs and untied the second rope. Then he stood up and looked at the little boy who was half shorter than him with interest, "Listen to me?"

Song Nan'an leaned against the wall and watched quietly.

Xiao Jiu didn't speak, just nodded slightly, staring at Song Chan with a pair of black round eyes.

Song Chan turned his head to look at Song Nan'an, and sighed, "So I'm so good." He clicked his tongue as he spoke, and touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue.

Song Nan'an stared at him without speaking.

Song Chan sighed in surprise.

Song Nan'an narrowed his eyes, smiled faintly, and stretched out his hand.

"Hey - dare not dare!" Song Chan returned to the situation, and began to smile at him with a shrinking neck, "You point east, I never go west!"

Song Nan'an put his left hand on the sleeve of his right hand and straightened it out.

"I thought you were going to get started." Song Chan muttered, "Scared me."

"I can beat you?" Song Nanan glanced at him lightly.

"No need." Song Chan chuckled, "I'll call you while standing still."

Xiao Jiu, who stood aside for a long time, stared at the two of them in a daze, in a daze.

Song Nan'an held his hand to his lips and coughed lightly, then made a silent movement.

Song Chan's expression darkened immediately, and he said in a low voice, "Is there anyone?"

"No," Song Nan'an said, "it's too loud."

"Ah, I forgot." Song Chan patted his mouth.

Thinking of something, he lowered his voice and looked at Xiao Jiu again, "Why do you listen to me?"

Xiao Jiu moved awkwardly on the ground, looked at him for a few seconds and then lowered his head.

"Huh?" Song Chan was curious.

Xiao Jiu moved her lips, but still didn't say anything.

"What can't you say?" Song Chan's voice was very soft, and he squatted down to look at him.

In normal times, Song Chan would not be in such a good mood. He is not a very patient person, even with children. He would find this kind of creature particularly annoying when he makes a fuss, but today is different. Xiao Jiu gave him a very With a special feeling, he is different from other children, smart, patient, and... similar to his experience, these are all different.

"I heard it," Xiao Jiu muttered after a while, "that person said just now, your mother...is the same as mine."

As soon as the words fell, Song Chan's heart trembled, "And then?"

Xiao Jiu looked at his expression carefully, "No...no more."

Song Chan smiled, and suddenly reached out to hug her.He believes that there is still, there must be something to say, but if you don't want to say it, then it's good to keep it in your heart.

Xiao Jiu's body froze, her hands clenched tightly into fists.

Song Nan'an watched the interaction between the two of them from the side, and the light from the small window reflected on Song Chan's profile. Softness and firmness coexisted. For a certain moment, he felt as if he saw Song Chan's shadow on Xiao Jiu.

It doesn't really matter what the past was like.

"You will be like me in the future," Song Chan patted him on the back, "No matter what life gives you, you must be good." A seven-year-old child should not be able to understand, but Song Chan feels that if it is a young Nine, then this sentence will definitely not be said in vain.

"Yeah," Xiao Jiu nodded vigorously, and when he finished, he smiled brightly, "Do you want some water?"

The question was very abrupt, Song Chan was amused, and touched his head, "You can keep it to yourself."

Seeing that the two had finished interacting, Song Nan'an said, "Start tying the rope, and Xiao Jiu will tie it first."

Song Chan stood up, nodded with concentration.

Saying a word is like pressing a switch, and the atmosphere suddenly becomes tense.

Song Chan fished in his coat pocket and said, "Where's your cell phone?"

"They took both of them." Song Nan'an moved his hands quickly, and explained: "When the time comes, remember not to pull too hard, hold the one I put in your hands, you can hook it with your fingers, don't be too Obviously, there is only a small part left, and it can be untied with a light pull."

"The same on the foot, the shorter one."

Song Chan took a few glances, "Will it be discovered?"

"No," Song Nan'an explained, "I looked at it when I explained it. These two are the most similar, and laymen can't tell."

Song Chan moved his hand a few times, he really couldn't tell it to a layman like him, as for Master Huang's people... there are at least 99 out of [-] people who are the same as him, and there is another one who is different, named Zhang Zi.

not worried.

Suddenly, Song Nan'an said, "Wait."

"What's wrong?" Song Chan looked over.

"The third person is not easy to tie." Song Nan'an frowned.

"Huh?" Song Chan was puzzled for a second, then understood.

Their binding posture has always been with their hands behind their backs, which means that the last person either binds himself or asks someone else to bind him...but the two people are facing each other.

"You'll give yourself..."

"No." Song Nan'an replied decisively, "I can't tie myself up in the front, but... I can tie others up if I'm tied up."

Song Chan was taken aback for a moment, and asked without thinking: "Can I kill it?"

Song Nan'an asked instead: "Can you ensure that the three children are not injured?"

"...I can't." Song Chan sighed, "Then it's still... hey - say what you just said again."

"Ok?"

"Needless to say, I know." Song Chan came to life in an instant, "Xiao Jiu is the first, you are the second, you guide me to tie you up, and then I am the last one, we two face each other, okay? ?”

"you--"

"Yes, I can turn my arms directly from the front to the back." Song Chan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I have practiced."

Song Nan'an smiled, "Okay."

When the action started, Song Nan'an tied Xiao Jiu's hands first, "Try first."

Xiao Jiu pinched the short rope in his palm with two fingers of his right hand, and pulled it down. It only took a short distance for the short rope to exit the knot, and after a few shakes, the rope fell to the ground.

Song Chan nodded, very good and perfect.

Song Nan'an picked up the rope and looked at the sky through the small window. It was getting late, and the rope had to be tied up before anyone came.