"Daughter, you are still young, there is still a long life in the future, don't make mistakes again."
The hero's words are said seriously, as if to persuade a person who has gone the wrong way to get lost.
"I see, Dad." Xiao Min nodded and agreed, like a child who made a mistake and repented after being taught by an adult, as if he really learned to get lost on the side path.
After the hero and Xiaomin walked out of the police station, Xu Cheng secretly followed behind them, he did not believe that the injuries on Xiaomin's body were falling, if the hero hit, then he would definitely be violent to her after he hurriedly took Xiaomin out of the police station, but Xu Cheng followed all the way, they have always been very harmonious, and it doesn't look like they are pretending.
It's not like it's pretending, maybe only the hero himself knows.
At a certain fork in the road, the hero stopped and hesitated which way to go, a person was reflected in the glass mirror in front of him, seeing the hero they stood up, he subconsciously hid in the corner, but this action, coincidentally, was just raised by the hero who just raised his eyes in the eyes, the corner of the hero's mouth split into a scimitar shape, gently outlined a shape, the facial expression was only a moment of work, but he was secretly happy in his heart, almost made a mistake himself.
The hero behaves seamlessly, and Xiaomin really looks like a flattered child.
Xu Cheng fell into deep doubt.
Suddenly, a bell rang, and a few seconds later, Xu Cheng put away the phone, glanced at the harmonious father and daughter in the restaurant, and turned to go to the police station.
This peaceful morning came to an end.
Everything was going to end well, but suddenly the appearance of a woman broke the silence.
He was dressed in rags and dressed as a beggar, and it seemed that he also begged for a living.
She looked at Xiaomin quietly, looking at the wound on her face, and the palms of her hanging hands slightly spread out to try to caress, but she looked at the hero again, and her palms were clenched into fists again.
Before she could speak, the hero finished the last mouthful of soup and spoke first: "If you are for the good of your daughter, come with me, after all, if you fight in such a place, you can't be my opponent." ”
The attitude of the winner and grasp all trends.
The hero held the woman's mentality very tightly, and he concluded that she did not dare to roar like a lion at him, so he slowly pulled away the chair, got up from the seat, walked to the front desk to pay, pulled a piece of paper and wiped his mouth, glanced at the woman in front of him, crumpled the paper and threw it into the trash.
With hateful eyes, he regarded the woman standing in front of him as worthless, and did not even pose the slightest threat to him.
The hero did not speak, but glanced at Xiao Min who was holding the chopsticks, Xiao Min immediately put down the chopsticks, stood up, and the hero led them out.
The three of them lined up in a long line, walking on the narrow street in the middle of the afternoon, the road paved with cyan brick had long been potholes, watching intently at the woman walking the hero, every step seemed to step into a trap, the body was crooked, Xiaomin followed behind them, quickened his pace, and did not say a word.
The road surface is getting farther and farther, and after passing this alley, you will enter the old street, except for the old houses, there are only crows in black armor, they always hover in mid-air regardless of the year, the climate, and the festival, and stop on the roof, resting on the head of the telephone pole, and every neighing seems to be calling the name of the living.
Perhaps the crows do not know that the reason why most humans fear them is because they call the names of unguessable living people in their mouths.
Xiaomin stood outside the alley, the mist had wet her hair, and she clasped her hands and bowed her head slightly.
She heard sounds coming from deep in the alley, familiar to her.
It was her mother's weak cry after being beaten by her father.
She didn't dare to rush out, and this severe beating may also be for her.
If the scourge appears before the lesson, the lessoned person who suffers for her is more seriously injured.
She could only hold her breath and count in her heart how many punches and kicks she had fallen.
Suddenly there was a sound, a brick fell in front of his eyes, the brick seemed to be still stained with blood, followed by a pair of black leather shoes, Xiao Min's heart was shocked, and the whole person became stiff.
The hero directly skipped her, walked a few steps without hearing the footsteps that followed, so he shouted: "Do you want to go home or die here." ”
"Die here." Xiao Min's heart read these words, she did not dare to look back into the depths of the alley, she could only listen to the crow's call, and then follow the hero's steps.
The tears became indisputable, and they rolled on the ground like pearls when they walked with their heads down.
She didn't know if her mother deep in the alley was still alive.
The woman was curled up in a corner, holding her head in her hands, blood running out of her hair.
Not dead, still alive.
How can she die, she has to live well.
Live and wait for the day when you look up.
When exactly is the head.
"Soon, soon." The woman muttered.
She moved one foot slightly, it hurt like a broken bone, she got used to it, used to waiting for her bones to get used to these few minutes of pain.
She didn't shed another tear, she didn't make a single pleading when she was beaten, she just huddled in a corner with her head in her hands, punching and kicking, even bricks harder than bones, she couldn't resist, she never got off the dead hand.
But this time, she seemed to have made a secret determination, and her hate-filled eyes were as calm as a pool of water.
She removed her hand from her hair, drenched in blood.
The crow overhead weaves through the fog, occasionally making a few calls.
After the water droplets on the wire accumulated, they smashed to the ground with the strength and fainted a large chunk.
Baoyu No. 7 raised his head and looked at the gray sky, unable to see anything except fog.
Her eyelashes were stained with blood, and her legs were moving slightly.
The neighing of the sky seemed to feel wronged for her, and seemed to laugh at her cowardice.
"Master, Mad Lanying is dead."
Today the sky just opened, Xu Cheng took the order of Officer Yan to see Mad Lanying, he drove the car through the fog of the early morning, the wet morning made people's mood depressed and could not release the monster pressed in the bottom of his heart, Xu Cheng never had a feeling, from the moment he got out of bed, he felt that his eyes had been confused, so he never drank ice drinks halfway through, bought a bottle of ice cola and drank it.
The confusion seemed to be poked by the bubbles in the ice cola at once, and the cold wind leaked in from the small holes, and the consciousness seemed to be clearer a lot.
Xu Cheng drove the car, humming a small song on the highway, and after waking up, his consciousness became more and more clear, it was this weather, his eyes seemed to be filled with tears, and he was gray all day.
A corner of the psychiatric hospital building faintly appeared in the fog, Xu Cheng reduced his speed, turned the car into the roadside parking lane, looked up at the window that was still on the light, frowned slightly, opened the car door and walked down after a long sigh of relief, pulled his jacket to wrap his body, looked left and right, and walked towards the psychiatric hospital.
Near the psychiatric hospital building, an indescribable atmosphere was released around, gloomy mixed with a smell of blood, the damp ground was not completely dry disinfectant water, the gatekeeper was still yawning, sleepy eyes, there was a small lamp in his cabin, Xu Cheng wondered in his heart, in this era everyone is using mobile phones to illuminate the road, uncle has a bit of his own personality, purely fell in his own era does not want to come out, it is also very good, in order to follow the flow, step into the big dye vat.
Xu Cheng glanced at the door of the mental hospital, the door was closed, and through the big iron gate, he looked at the ground inside, like a ghost dragging Tielian just passing by here, as if it had been cleaned and as if it had not been touched at all.
Xu Cheng stopped and looked around, and after yawning, the uncle stretched forward, pulled open the small rectangular glass window with his hand, and looked at Xu Cheng from head to toe, but at an extremely fast speed, and then asked: "Who are you looking for?" ”
"I'm visiting someone." Xu Cheng approached the glass window, took out the cigarette that had been prepared long ago, smoked one and handed it to the doorman, took out a lighter, and lit it for him by the way.
As soon as Xu Cheng's words came out, the uncle showed a bit of doubt, because he had never seen anyone willing to drive to a mental hospital to visit a person early in the morning.
"Do I need to register?" Xu Cheng asked with a smile.
"Who are you visiting?" The guard took a small puff of smoke, his eyes stared at the burnt soot, and between the middle and forefingers of the cigarette, a small area had turned black.
"Feng Lanying."
As soon as Xu Cheng's words came out, the guard uncle looked embarrassed.
"What's the problem?" Xu Cheng asked again, handed out another cigarette, and the doorman reached out and took the cigarette stuck in his ear, and his expression turned normal.
"I'm not embarrassed, I'm afraid you'll be a little embarrassed." As soon as the uncle's words came out, Xu Cheng did not understand the meaning, and then asked: "What do you mean by this?" ”
The uncle sighed, and then said, "Let's go." The tone dragged on a bit long.
"Picked up by his son?"
"Going over there."
Over there?
Xu Cheng meditated in his heart, and his brain felt as if he hadn't reacted, and asked in an incredible instant: "What do you mean..."
"It's dead."
fell silent.
Xu Cheng's hand holding the cigarette box originally tapped the cigarette box gently, and he was still calculating in his heart how not to enter the mental hospital as a policeman, and his fingers slowly stopped.
Being a police officer and accepting death quickly is one of his compulsory courses.
But after all, death is one of the most difficult courses in the world, and Xu Cheng comforted himself while advising himself that he needed time to buffer no matter what.
No one knows what Mad Lanying has experienced in a mental hospital, but it will definitely not be as good as she herself hoped.
Mad Lanying's ward has been very quiet, at least in the last week, at first, seeing that there is no movement in the ward, doctors and nurses will open the door to look in, after three or two days, it seems to become a habit, Mad Lanying's well-behaved behavior has made her get a strange treatment, doctors and nurses do not arrive at her door on time, and sometimes they are forgotten to deliver breakfast, she is like a well-behaved little white rabbit locked in a cage waiting to be fed, she lies quietly on the bed, or sits in front of the window, Listening to the footsteps outside the door, one after another, all the while, he never stopped for her room.
She found herself tired and no longer had the strength to bang against the cold iron door, trying to hold the window guardrail with both hands but not wanting to scream, she listened to the noise coming from the window, closed the window and returned to the bed, clasped her hands on her knees, and sat quietly.
It was as if she was waiting, waiting for an unprecedented coming.
What drives her to open her eyes in the darkness and wait for the dawn is what drives her to live in the light and wait for the darkness.