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January [-], Beijing, Zhongguancun North Street.

Li Bai was carrying a black plastic bag that was big enough to fit him in, and retracted his other hand into his cuff.It was too cold, and after more than half a month, he still hadn't adapted to the northern weather.At that time, he couldn't buy a hard seat, and he was reluctant to buy a sleeper berth, so he curled up in the corner at the end of the car and slept all night. When he woke up, someone threw a few cigarette butts on him. When I came into sight, a large area was spread on the land without a single mountain, and it was endless. I didn't know how thick the snow was, and I didn't know what was under the snow.

Such a neat and well-organized scale was quite new to Li Bai. He brushed off his cigarette butt and jumped up to read it. Shijiazhuang is hungry to Beijing.

Beijing is also snowing, but it is completely different from imagination.In Li Bai's impression, snow and wetness are two words linked together, but the snow in Beijing is as rough and dry as sand, wrapped in the wind and rampaging, there are always a few air currents that are frozen into knives, walking against it, if you don't Burying his face well is tantamount to sticking it on the edge of a knife. Li Bai's nose is often sore from the wind, and no matter how much water he drinks, he can still blow blood at every turn.

This city is the same, from the whiteness of the snow to the blackness of the asphalt road, the transition is in different shades of gray, such as the concrete wall in the overpass hole of the third ring road and the heating pipe in the rented single room that never emits water.Cold and cloudy, Beijing is no friendlier than its wind and snow.

Is Yang Jian here?Li Bai always felt that he was also quite miserable.

Li Bai was also thinking about this at this moment.He walked slowly, looked around, tried to see the faces of every passerby, and kept thinking about Yang Jian's life here.Basically doing useless work, the impression is too vague, so it is difficult to imagine. Yang Jian was still a child when he left, and Li Bai was even younger. No one disciplined him and could not say a few words. There was no sign or goodbye before parting , he only knew that the brother who would catch grasshoppers for him disappeared out of thin air, and so did the big sister who often smiled at him.

Later, when he had the concept of "death", Li Bai began to be afraid. He asked the villagers for a long time, and finally heard that the Yang family sister and brother left the barber father and ran to Beijing, never to return.

Li Bai understood that he was not taken along with that crazy old man.

A few years later, he left on his own.It couldn't compare to the two brothers and sisters who were able to rush to the capital suddenly without being invincible. Li Bai was alone and didn't have the courage.He also has a natural fear of going far away, always afraid that he will starve to death on the way without enough money, so he chose the nearest provincial capital.It should be the summer when he was 12 years old. Li Bai remembered that he spent three Spring Festivals in Nanjing.People go to high places, and water flows to low places. He read this sentence in the small hairdressing workshop where he worked, probably in a magazine, and always thought it made sense.

So now Li Bai went to a higher place again, and he walked to the gate of Peking University.

Yang Jian goes to school here?Even though he didn't even go to elementary school, after several years of working and studying night schools in Nanjing, he also knew that this place was very powerful.So Yang Jian is also very powerful?What does he look like now, does he wear bottle-bottomed glasses, or grow into a fat man?Li Bai has been thinking about these questions for several years, and he has thought about them more frequently in the past few months, especially when he was wandering around the campus, door after door, he couldn't think about other things at all.But so far he has found nothing.

Just knowing a name, a school, and a physics major, it's still hard to find someone.Sometimes Li Bai gnawed sesame seed cakes on his cold hard bed and calculated the rent, and he couldn't help suspecting that the information he had inquired in the past two years was inaccurate, or that it was wrong from the beginning. Did not come to Beijing——

Not reconciled.I am so unwilling.So Li Bai, who was not reconciled, scolded himself for being stupid, and at the same time finally mustered up his courage. On this day, he walked into the campus, followed the map lost by the tour group at the school gate, and walked to the School of Physics behind the radio factory.

The building looked like an office building, but fortunately, there were also people taking classes in it.Li Bai didn't dare to knock on the door to enter the classroom, but dared to stop students who looked like students in the corridor to ask. When he spoke, he broke out in cold sweat. Fortunately, although the few people he met were not enthusiastic, they were still kind. He got the answer with four people.

That person was Yang Jian's direct senior, and he seemed to have a good relationship. He told Li Bai that there was indeed such a person who would go to the noodle restaurant outside the east gate to work part-time every day after dinner, and the last season of the latest semester did not stop.

Part-time?Li Bai thought that the words of cultural people are interesting.

However, after wandering around outside the school for so many days, Li Bai had already counted them. There were six noodle restaurants near the east gate. Before he had time to ask which one it was, the senior entered the next classroom with his textbooks under his arms.Li Bai thought about it, and chose the latter between continuing to ask people like a fool and going out to find noodle restaurants one by one.

I found a Henan stewed noodle and a Lanzhou ramen. At eight o'clock in the evening, Li Bai bought a [-] yuan roasted sweet potato and bit it with one hand. Still shivering from the cold, he found a third Chongqing small noodle.

No such luck, there's no one here, I'm sure I'll find a fourth one, he thought.

The location of this small noodle shop is relatively remote, separated from the main road by a square building under construction, and hidden at the bottom of an electronic building. From a distance, there are still figures shaking through the steamed windows, and the street lamp where Li Bai is. There is an alley between buildings. The road is not narrow, but there is no lighting. There are trees on both sides. The dead branches reflect the cold moon in winter, and the turbulent light from the street outside cannot shine in. There is a section of the road that is completely dark. , so it appears gloomy.

Of course, Li Bai didn't feel shy, and he often drilled into the darker corners. He threw the cleaned sweet potato skins into the trash can, squeezed his black plastic bag tightly, and walked in calmly.

This road is longer than it looks from the outside, at least 200 meters, Li Bai secretly estimated, and it is obviously inaccessible, the snow in the middle of the road is still fluffy, and he can make a creaking sound when he steps on it, attracting his ears listen.After walking a few more steps, the noise of the traffic behind him became quieter, and he heard some other noises mixed in with it.

It turned out to be so fierce, some people were cursing in low voices, but no one was crying, and some people were being beaten - Li Bai was very familiar with the movement of fists hitting his body, but no one begged for mercy.

Li Bai was a little surprised, he found a tree trunk to hide, and continued to listen, he heard at least four different human voices.

It seems that the one who was beaten was a hard bone.

Beijing movies are easier to understand, and the scolding is "Let you bully my sister", "It's cool to provoke a little girl", "Do you dare to be a little bastard?" and so on.

Looks like it's been beaten...

Forget it, Li Bai doesn't know how to describe it, he just thinks that the loss of arms and legs caused by emotional disputes is a bit exaggerated, and it's too unfair for a couple to be fisted here. Li Bai knew the feeling of kicking his stomach, so he took a deep breath, straightened his waist, and walked out from behind the tree.

It took about a dozen more steps to notice him, but he didn't pay attention.Li Bai wiped the sweat from his palms on the seam of his trousers, and raised his right hand to his ear, "Hello, 110, I have a Chongqing noodle restaurant on Zhongguancun North Street near the east gate of Peking University, called Forrest Gump Small Noodles," he said loudly , "Someone fights and kills people!"

He didn't put his hands down after he finished speaking, and started shouting at the top of his voice, "Help! Help! Someone's stomach is going to be kicked to pieces! When the police arrive, they will die!"

Before he finished yelling, the door of the noodle shop was pushed open, someone poked his head out to check, and someone opened the window of the building next to him to look, but the beating people had already stopped, Li Bai saw their silhouettes, reflected in the slight snow light, It seemed as if they were staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and they punched themselves one by one, and then they ran away in a swarm.

There are five people in total, but only four people shouted just now?It turns out that some people don't like to say anything when they fight.Li Bai thought nonchalantly.

"That... are you okay?" He put down his right hand, retracted it into his cuff, and walked towards the mess.

The ground was full of footprints, and the snow was almost gone, revealing the wet concrete floor tiles below.The wounded had climbed up on his own, leaning against the roots of the tree, and the blood dripped on the chaotic snow in succession, melting into a small black hole, which was clearly illuminated by the moonlight.

"Thanks." The man coughed twice and said.

"Are you going to the hospital?" Li Bai sniffed.There was a strong fishy smell in the air, and he was exhaled roughly, making him feel like he had another nosebleed.

"No need," said the man.

Perhaps because he felt embarrassed, he refused to look at each other. Li Bai walked up to him, lowered his eyes, and saw a hairy head.Indistinctly, those black hairs also seem to be caught with snow grains.It's a man, very young, his voice is a little hoarse, I don't know if it was punched out or it was just like that.Thin, with such a big sweater collar, it should not be very warm. When the head is lowered, the protruding knuckles are exposed on the back of the neck.

This is the current impression.

Li Bai continued to observe, walking from the front left to the front right, with the black plastic bag wiping his thighs and slowly making two perfect footprints.The silence lasted for about a minute, and the man seemed to be stared at, "Aren't you going?"

"Why are you sitting here now? Isn't it cold?" Li Bai asked back.

"Lick your teeth," the man said with a hint of a smile in his voice, "it's okay, none of them fell off."

"..." Li Bai's throat rolled, and he asked again: "You were stopped by them halfway? You want to eat noodles, but they stopped you?"

After speaking, Li Bai asked himself if he was too curious. This scene was not new to him.But this kind of feeling is very strange, making him feel that he can't just walk away and forget about tonight's incident in two days.The person in front of him did not intend to answer. He just put his head on the ground, his hands sank into the snow, and he was about to stand up immediately, "Thank you for helping me call the police, but I have to leave. One more thing is worse than one less thing," he said. Already squatting staggeringly, more drops of blood dripped onto Bai Xue, "You better run if you don't want to take notes."

"No, I just pretended. I don't have a Motorola or a mobile phone." Li Bai pushed the person back, and then began to untie his plastic bag. "If you have it, lend me to call 120. Don't move, in case the ribs are broken and the internal organs are punctured, it will be very troublesome, why did those onlookers shrink back just now, I will find some people to help."

Who knew that the man raised his head at this moment, squinted at him, and there was still a very light smile on the corner of his mouth.

It just so happened that Li Bai was also staring at the injury on his forehead, looking at each other unexpectedly. This was something Li Bai was not good at dealing with. The bag in his hand was tied with three knots and it was difficult to untie it, making his frozen red fingers tremble out of thin air.Bright, still bright, those eyes.In addition to being bright, it also has some inexplicable strangeness, like cat's eyes, or ghost's eyes. Not everyone has this kind of eyes. They changed positions in an instant, and Li Bai changed from an observer to an observer. What is being observed is like a book that can't hold the cover, it is spread out and the footers are pressed on both sides, and it is read naked.

"You're very smart." The man yawned.

Li Bai was stunned for a few seconds before looking away.

His bag had already been untied, and he pulled out the big padded jacket that was so rustic that needed to be covered with black plastic, and he shook it out and handed it to the wounded.He also saw the apron tied over the sweater, and as soon as he sat up straight, the logo on his chest was exposed, with white letters on a red background, Forrest Gump's face.

But the man didn’t pick it up, as if he didn’t feel the cold, he still smiled and said, “I’m not eating noodles, I’m working at a place where noodles are eaten, it’s not that I was intercepted, they asked me to come out by myself.”