Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

Zhu Shoucheng on the bed reacted, and there was a ragged and hoarse breathing sound from his throat, like a pig whose hooves were tied and could not move.

Chi Xiaochi stared at him: "Mr. Zhu, why didn't you tell the police that I beat you? Didn't you see me?"

Zhu Shoucheng squinted through his two slit-like blue eyes through the bandage, and his breathing became rapid.

"Ah, I forgot, there is no surveillance in that area, and you have no way to prove that I called you." Chi Xiaochi clicked his tongue full of regret, "It's a pity, if you sue me, I can show you the recording The police, and this..."

Chi Xiaochi took out a developed photo and waved it lightly in front of him.

The photo still smells of fresh developing water.

Zhu Shoucheng yelled "Ah", both painful and anxious, but Chi Xiaochi had already taken back the photo, and tapped it gently against the palm of his hand: "A respected teacher molested students in an alley late at night, news like this, Maybe it’s more worthy of gossip than a good student burglarizing and falling to his death, don’t you think?”

Zhu Shoucheng was anxious, his body trembled slightly, waves of hot blood rushed towards his severely damaged brain, making him dizzy: "Ah—ah..."

Chi Xiaochi leaned closer to the hospital bed, and stuffed all the worst information into his head: "What are you talking about? Teacher, speak louder, I can't hear you....Where do you want me to post the photo? The bulletin board at the gate, or send it to the mobile phones of all your colleagues, or I will make thousands of leaflets and distribute them to parents at the gate of your school? Let them see how you, a cow that is dying of old age, plan to eat tender Grass?"

As he said that, he put the photo back into the middle of the schoolbag, and after putting it away properly, he turned his face and said, "I have to figure out how to use these two things. Don't worry, before you recover from illness, I will keep it safe for you. How to use it, after that, I would like to hear your opinion."

When he was speaking the last few words, Zhu Shoucheng's son came in with a large cup of hot water.

Chi Xiaochi naturally changed the subject: "Mr. Zhu, rest well and recover soon. I will visit you often."

He stood up, faced Zhu Shoucheng's son, and said with a smile, "Uncle, then I'll go first."

Zhu Shoucheng's son's knowledge of the previous "burglary" case was limited to his father's dictation, and it was impossible for Zhu Shoucheng to tell his son what he said to the police, lest he go to question Chi Xiaochi and expose himself instead, so His impression of Chi Xiaochi is not bad: "I'm sorry to trouble you, but I still bring something. But my dad is seriously injured now, the doctor told him that he can only eat liquid food, you should take this apple back, lest it break... "

Chi Xiaochi didn't refuse, and reached into the net pocket: "Uncle, let me take one. The rest can be made into apple juice and eaten with liquid food. Apples are good for people's health, let Teacher Zhu eat more , can live a hundred years.”

Such a sentence made Zhu Shoucheng sweat all over the bed in anxiety. He only suspected that the apple was poisonous, but he couldn't say anything. He was afraid that his son would go to the police station to report the case, and the recording and photos would be exposed. There was a pounding of garlic in my mind.

And such a sweet mouth made Zhu Shoucheng's son have a better impression of this child.

He sent Chi Xiaochi out of the house, and told Chi Xiaochi that he was very busy with work, and if his father insisted on staying here, he would hire a nanny to take care of him.When the time comes, ask Chi Xiaochi to walk around the house more and take care of his father's body for him.

Chi Xiaochi smiled sincerely: "Definitely."

Watching Zhu Shoucheng's son return to the ward, Chi Xiaochi went to the nurse's station.

In the nurse's station, the little apple-faced nurse who showed him the way just now was still there.

Chi Xiaochi's smile was so bright that it dazzled people's eyes: "Sister Nurse, thank you."

"You're welcome." Everyone likes a polite and good-looking boy, and the apple-faced little nurse is no exception. She leaned forward on her arm and asked him, "So can he show you your homework?"

Chi Xiaochi scratched the back of his head embarrassingly: "I didn't expect Teacher Zhu to be hurt so badly."

"Why did I lie to you?" The little nurse shook her head, "He was injured like that, his head was so swollen that he couldn't see anything clearly, and you still said you had to show him his homework. Don't say words, the boss is a living person Swinging in front of him, he may not be able to see clearly..."

While chatting, the emergency caller on the wall suddenly rang.

The little nurse immediately stopped chatting.

On the other end of the beeper was the anxious voice of Zhu Shoucheng's son: "Come on! Come on! My dad is in a bad condition!"

The little nurse hurriedly got up and went to check the situation.

And Chi Xiaochi also turned to leave with a smile all over his face, and passed by the doctors and nurses who were running towards him.

He held up the apple and lightly took a bite.

The grainy texture of the apple skin and the fresh and sweet aroma of the pulp bloomed layer by layer between Chi Xiaochi's lips and tongue.

Chi Xiaochi knew everything.

After cleaning up the blood on the iron rod, he used a lighter to bake the iron rod from top to bottom, went to the garbage station in the suburbs, and threw it into a pile of garbage.

He checked the information, and the recording cannot be used as direct evidence of a crime.

Last night, he listened to the recording many times, and confirmed that except for the whimpering sound of the little boy who seemed to be covered with his mouth and nose, what Zhu Shoucheng said could be explained by "borrowing gloves from the students".

Then Chi Xiaochi wouldn't give him any chance to explain to the outside world.

Since there is no way to prove his crime with the recording, then he will build a prison by himself and lock Zhu Shoucheng in it.

He wanted Zhu Shoucheng to rot this matter in his stomach, rot into bitterness, rot into poison, and he could only store it until he poisoned himself to death.

In order to shut Zhu Shoucheng's mouth, Chi Xiaochi needed another prop that was more powerful than the recording, to strangle the old fox's neck.

Therefore, he deliberately asked the nurse if Zhu Shoucheng, who had just escaped from danger, could see clearly with his eyes.

After getting a negative answer, the things he prepared can come in handy.

Sitting in the small garden of the hospital, Chi Xiaochi took out the so-called "photo" from his schoolbag.

The situation was critical and he didn't have the tools to film it.

So he brought a photo that he treasured, borrowed a little bit of developer, and painted it on the back of the photo, deliberately creating a maze for Zhu Shoucheng.

And in this maze, there is not even a single person, it is a vast expanse of white snow.

On the snow, there are two human figures holding hands.

At that time, Lou Ying and Chi Xiaochi were thirteen and eleven.

On a snowy day, they came out to play and had a snowball fight with other children in the tube building.

Together, the two are invincible.

After winning, Chi Xiaochi, who had rolled his hair and was covered in snow, ran close to Lou Ying's call, and squatted down obediently, while Lou Ying brushed the large snowflakes off his head to prevent the snow from melting into his hair.

Chi Xiaochi looked up at him for a long time, then called him softly: "Brother."

Lou Ying concentrated: "Huh?"

Chi Xiaochi said, "Brother, I want to roll in the snow with you."

Lou Ying's hand stopped, and she said helplessly and amusedly: "Children's words. It's not like I haven't seen snow before."

Chi Xiaochi played a rogue: "I want it."

Lou Ying thought for a while: "Okay, let me hear the reason."

Chi Xiaochi's head is full of fantastic romantic thoughts: "If we were two pandas, wouldn't we feel very happy rolling from one end to the other in the snow together?"

Lou Ying: "Okay, you play the role of the panda. I am the breeder who specializes in feeding pandas."

Chi Xiaochi said confidently, "No, I'm the only panda, how stupid."

In the end, the breeder compromised and agreed to be a giant panda who would act foolishly with the little panda.

Behind Tongzilou, there is a large untouched flat snow field, which is knee-deep, enough for two people to toss for a while.

In the end, Chi Xiaochi turned over twice by himself, and felt a little embarrassed, turned over from the snow and got up: "It seems really stupid."

Lou Ying also got up from the snow and wiped off the foam on her mouth: "Stupid."

Chi Xiaochi looked at him and laughed happily.

Lou Ying was a little annoyed: "You still laugh at me, do you know what you look like?"

Chi Xiaochi shook his head quickly like a small animal shaking his fur, and shook off a large amount of snow on his head and face: "I don't know, I don't know."

Lou Ying got up, went back home, took a repaired second-hand camera, pointed at the panda prints holding hands on the snow, and clicked to take a photo.

Chi Xiaochi was curious: "What is this for?"

Lou Ying replied with a smile: "To commemorate the two pandas."

Chi Xiaochi walked out of the hospital, instead of going back to school, he went home, to the place where Lou Ying fell from the building.

In the winter a few years ago, they held hands and burned two human figures in the snow.

In the not-too-distant summer, his body fell to the ground, leaving a pool of dark red blood and a human figure stuck on the ground.

But now, Chi Xiaochi staggered to the ground covered with a thin layer of snow, and fell on his back.

The snow seeped into the back of his clothes, and he lifted the photo that had been pinched in his hand, and stuck it to his feverish cheek, blocking the light that shone on his face.

Behind the photo is Lou Ying's inscription after the photo was developed and printed.

"On X, X, XX, the big and small pandas are printed here."

Now, there is only one lonely panda left, missing the other.

Chi Xiaochi put the photo in his heart, and at the same time made a good idea.

He wants to make full use of the recording and this "non-existent" photo to convince the surname Zhu.

Chi Xiaochi will not use these things to report the crime, he will keep to torture Zhu Shoucheng, teach him what fear is, and let him be immersed in the fear of being exposed at any time every day, making life worse than death.

He will still carry a weapon with him. If Zhu Shoucheng dares to violently rob or burglary, he will kill him himself. Then he will refer to what he did to Lou Ying, release the recording, and put all the charges on him. .

However, things don't always go as expected.

Within a day after Chi Xiaochi left the hospital, the hospital issued two critical illness notices to Zhu Shoucheng.

On the third day, Chi Xiaochi received the notice.

Zhu Shoucheng died.

Maybe he was beaten to death, maybe he was scared to death.

... who knows.

For this vicious attack, the police station had no clue.

They couldn't find the murder weapon, and the footprints were completely covered by snow. Recently, the little boy who often went home with Zhu Shoucheng didn't know anything about the police's questions. His mother was also very strong. He also failed to provide valid testimony before his death.

Considering the motive, Lao Dai called Chi Xiaochi, who had accused Zhu Shoucheng of sexual assault, to question him.

But Chi Xiaochi, who has been trained by Lao Dai himself, has learned to flexibly use "I don't know" to answer all questions, with a calm attitude and a hint of surprise, so that Lao Dai can't find a single mistake.

In the end, it was Zi Yu who really helped Chi Xiaochi escape the crime.

Ziyu said that on the day of the crime, she met Chi Xiaochi who was on the road after school, and took him back to her single dormitory, where she cooked dumplings for him.

The local's poor ability to solve crimes helped Zhu Shoucheng get rid of the crime, and also helped Chi Xiaochi.

After Zi Yu took Chi Xiaochi out of the police station, she didn't say a word to him.

Since then, she has never met Chi Xiaochi again, even if she occasionally met him on the road, Zi Yu pretended not to see him.

... The two are as strangers as two fluffy weeds that only meet each other.

After leaving the police station one day after school, Chi Xiaochi was stopped by a woman.

She reported her family name: "I am Gujin's mother."

Gujin was the name of the little boy rescued by Chi Xiaochi that day.

She took Chi Xiaochi to one of the best local restaurants and told him to order whatever he wanted.

"Gujin was timid, he told me everything when he went home that day." When the woman talked about this incident, she had a happy face, "The old man died well."

"Son, don't worry. I told Gu Jin to forget about that matter completely. In front of the police, no matter what they ask, they won't know anything. Since you saved him, we can't be unconscionable."

Chi Xiaochi smiled, took a piece of food with chopsticks, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Cai followed the empty heart and fell into the bottomless abyss.

Revenge is indeed a joyful thing, the only thing that is hard to resist is the emptiness in the heart that is suddenly completely taken away after revenge, and at a loss to the extreme.

Zhu Shoucheng really died too quickly. After his life evaporated, a huge, hideous hole appeared in Chi Xiaochi's heart.

This void appeared the moment Lou Ying fell.

...it hurts.

It was so painful that he couldn't cry.

The guilt unique to those who survived a huge disaster filled Chi Xiaochi.

Every day when he opened his eyes, he was thinking, why am I alive.

Why did Lou Ying fall down the stairs that day?

What if he went to help Lou Ying instead of asking for help?

What if he doesn't go to Zhu Shoucheng's house for tutoring?

……

Countless questions wove a seamless dense net and turned into invisible air, wrapping him tightly in it.

Gradually, opening your eyes every morning has become a matter of courage.

It hurts and I'm so tired.

Is living such a sin?

Just like planning Zhu Shoucheng's death, Chi Xiaochi began to seriously plan his own death.

He can't die at school.

Chi Xiaochi didn't hate this school. If he jumped off the teaching building or cut his wrists in the school toilet, based on what he knew about his parents, he would definitely sue the school for compensation.

He didn't want to die at home either.He no longer has such strong love and hatred for his parents, and home has no meaning to him. It is not a place of hatred, nor is it a place of peace that is worthy of being a home.

In other places, it is not good to depreciate wherever you jump.

Later, he settled on a bridge.

Jumping down from the bridge, falling into the water, and being carried away by the water, it should be a good destination.

In the next monthly exam, Chi Xiaochi took the first place.

No one could read his mood.

In the eyes of his classmates, he is no different from usual.

Someone booed: "University bully, please eat."

Chi Xiaochi smiled and said, "Definitely."

He really invited his best friends to dinner. In order to avoid leaving a psychological shadow on them, Chi Xiaochi deliberately delayed for several days before climbing up the bridge that he had been watching for a long time in the middle of a night when there was no one around.

In the dark night, no water can be seen, only the sound of gurgling water can be heard.

Chi Xiaochi imagined that this river would take him to the nearest river, and he went down the river, leaving this suffocating place, being engulfed by the waves, like a little panda rolling, rolling and rolling , Rolling all the way to the person he wanted to see, then lying at his feet, hugging his trousers, and never leaving again.

……too tired.

Thinking that getting up in the morning wouldn't be so difficult, Chi Xiaochi became happy from the bottom of his heart.

He left a suicide note on him and jumped into the rolling waves.

His suicide note only had six words.

"I've been here. I abstain."

……

The resonance string of time has undergone subtle changes right here.

This is the story of Chi Xiaochi in the parallel world. Chi Xiaochi has experienced everything, exactly.

He smashed Zhu Shoucheng's head in that snowy night, frightened Zhu Shoucheng to death in the hospital, and sat quietly on the railing beside the bridge that night.

The only difference is that he didn't jump off.

It's just because the original Chi Xiaochi suddenly remembered something.

... What will happen if no one feeds the dog meat.

It has bad eyesight, doesn't know that it is dead, will it wander around looking for him?

Will someone give you rat poison for shouting too loudly?

From this, he thought of more.

Chi Xiaochi thought of Lou Ying's room, thinking that if he died, that room would be emptied and filled with baby supplies.

Besides him, who else can really remember Lou Ying, who will never forget him in his life.

Chi Xiaochi looked at the darkness under his feet, raised his legs, and turned back from the outer railing.

He walked home slowly, sleepwalking through the city in small steps, and finally came to Beimang Cemetery.

Chi Xiaochi climbed over the iron fence a little awkwardly, found Lou Ying's tombstone, and leaned on it with peace of mind.

He brushed the tombstone lightly with the back of his hand, thinking, it's good that Brother Lou can't see me like this.

In his mind, he will always be that capricious, naive, and childish younger brother, not a murderer full of calculations and bloody hands.

so good.

……

After reading this world line, which is almost exactly the same as everything in his memory, Chi Xiaochi put down his wine glass.

This body is still young and can't stand the stimulation of foreign wine.

...he was a little drunk.

So when a person stood in front of him panting slightly, Chi Xiaochi's nerves paralyzed by alcohol could not make him react properly.

He raised his head and showed a smiling expression: "You are here..."

The visitor couldn't help but embrace him directly.

Chi Xiaochi was taken aback.

The physical contact made him resist instinctively, but the familiar smell and body temperature made him lose his strength unconsciously.

Chi Xiaochi clung softly to that person's arms, just about to speak, when he raised his eyes, he saw a very familiar figure at the gate of the public school opposite——

Zhu Shoucheng stepped out of the school gate with a short boy in the second year of junior high school, talking and laughing.

He looked at the boy's eyes, which were filled with a disgustingly weird light.