Seven Evil Slips:

Why can't it be my own mother? Blood relationship is not the same as family relationship at certain times.

Luo Ren was silent for a while. At that time, I felt the pleasure of revenge in my heart, but now that I think about it, I don't feel much anymore. I don't hate or love.

It would be more appropriate to say indifference.

Kiyo thought he was sad, and comforted him with a sigh: "Sometimes, it's like this, I'm not much better than you, you know, I was adopted by Aunt Hong—my mother threw me in Orphanage."

Luo Ren looked at Muyo quite unexpectedly. Of course he knew that Muyo was adopted by Huo Zihong, but he always thought that Muyo was sent to the orphanage when he was very young, so there was nothing about it memory.

She actually remembered.

"I don't even remember her face. I just remember that she was leading me. She was wearing a pair of black high-heeled leather shoes. The glue on the heels was about to fall off. She walked with twists and turns. I kept walking. Staring at her feet, afraid that she would fall. Then she led me to a gate, gave me a peach, told me to sit, and said that I was going to do something, and told me not to run around."

Kiyo let out a long sigh and lay down again.

Huo Zihong also asked her later, but she didn't remember, the child's attention was very strange, and he only remembered some details, such as the pair of high heels that were about to break, or that... peach.

It was a juicy peach, ruddy and soft, with a fruity aroma when it smelled.

She didn't eat, she wanted to wait for her mother to take the first bite, so that her mother would think she was sensible and would like her more.

Why did you have such an idea at the time?

She sat on the stone pier at the entrance of the orphanage, holding a peach, and sat from sunset to dusk. The aunts of the orphanage came out again and again, but she just refused to go in.

Later the manager came out and coaxed her, saying: "We are your mother's friends, your mother asked you to sleep here tonight."

She asked cleverly: "If you are really my mother's friend, do you know what my mother's name is?"

…

In the end, she still lived in, hugging the peach every day, like a baby, and no one would let anyone touch it, and put it under the quilt at night, and hugged it every time she went to the bathroom, for fear of being stolen by someone.

In the end, the peach rotted by itself, and she thought that Taozi was sick, so she put it on the pillow, covered it with a quilt, and imitated her mother when she coaxed her to sleep, patted the quilt lightly, and said like a doctor: " Just take the medicine and you'll be fine."

The peach was still rotten, so she kicked it and threw it away. Her hands were covered with juice, and she tiptoed to throw the peach into the trash can.

I didn't cry, I didn't shed a single tear, but later, I became allergic to peaches.

Later on, I was able to tell others in a relaxed tone, like sharing a secret that I would only tell you when you were a friend.

When Kiyo was a child, he must have been very cute too, who would be willing to throw away such a naughty daughter?

Luo Ren sighed softly.

Kiyo asked him: "Later, your family didn't accept you, and Luo Wenmiao helped you?"

Luo Ren laughed loudly, how could it be possible, at that time, he was so proud and suffocated, how could he return to Pin Ting like a defeated rooster, seeking Luo Wenmiao's protection once or twice? He is already an adult.

"I did something that was hypocritical when I thought about it later, but I was very angry at the time. After I hung up the phone, I tore up my passport in front of my friends and said, that's it, I won't go back."

Facing Kiyo's surprised gaze, Luo Ren gave her an affirmative answer: "Really, I lived in Southeast Asia for four years, most of which were in the Philippines."

Kiyo stammered: "Then...then you worked hard, right?"

Without a passport, without a valid identity certificate, how can I find a suitable job? I can only be like a black immigrant, who is shown on TV, washing dishes, washing dishes, punching, and doing all the things that people in the country don’t bother to do. Work hard?

Wait, she remembered that some customers who came to the bar talked about it before, saying that in Southeast Asia, the **** industry is very developed, regardless of men and women, Luo Ren will not be...

Kiyo was taken aback by her own thoughts, no, in order to get rid of this absurd idea from her mind, she had to ask clearly: "What are you doing there...?"

This time, Luo Ren was silent for longer than ever before.

Just when Kiyo was about to lose his temper, he spoke slowly.

"I was employed by a local armed private armed forces, which is a kind of mercenary army."

Mercenaries? I seem to have heard of it, but it is often connected with Iraq and the Middle East battlefield. For Kiyo, it is like another world.

Luo Ren smiled: "You may not know that the situation in the Philippines is special."

It is different. In the 40 years of conflict between anti-government armed forces and the government in the Philippines, more than 150,000 people have died in various violent incidents. Kidnapping, fighting, and extremist incidents have emerged one after another, especially in the southern region , there have been many kidnappings targeting wealthy overseas Chinese and foreign tourists. There are even signs that, because of the corruption of the police force, the police were actually involved in many kidnapping incidents. and seek other channels.

Private armed forces with guns emerged as the times require. Compared with the lions who often spend tens of millions of dollars on kidnapping groups, they charge similarly expensive but relatively more reasonable rewards. They confront some kidnapping groups head-on, and sometimes exchange fire. The intensity is no less than a small war.

The recruitment of mercenaries is mostly from foreign retired special forces, but it is not limited to civilians or outlaws. As long as they pass rigorous training, they can enter the Corps.

Kiyo was stunned for a long time, then calmed down for a moment: "Then, because of an accident at Pin Ting's house, you came back?"

Luo Ren shook his head: "Before the accident happened at Pin Ting's house. I offended someone there, so I can't stay here anymore."

Offended someone? who?

The depression this night, the previous depression, in front of Luo Ren's story, seem so frivolous that they are not worth mentioning.

In the darkness, Luo Ren seemed to come from another world, and Kiyo flinched unconsciously.

Luo Ren laughed, with infinite self-mockery and melancholy in his voice: "Sometimes, with a secret, you can get closer, and when you tell it, you suddenly feel that the distance from you has become farther away."

He closed his eyes: "It's late, go to sleep."

***

The next morning, Kiyo was awakened by the sound of talking, and when he opened his eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was sleeping at Luo Ren's house.

Hurry up and open the closet, Luo Ren is not there, the air mattress has already been folded, and there is a pair of her calfskin boots next to the closet.

It wasn't the pair that was thrown away, it should have been brought over from the bar in the morning. When he put it on, Kiyo felt quite disappointed.

After a long night, they were in the same room, and they already had a good impression of each other. It sounds like the relationship should be further developed, but why even she herself felt that the distance between Luo Ren and Luo Ren seemed to be far away suddenly?

She went downstairs full of thoughts, stepping on the stairs with the soles of her calfskin boots, even her steps were heavier than usual.

13,000 is actually there, sitting by the edge of the small fish pond, and accompanying Pin Ting to turn over the hand rope.

Leisure him! Isn't the bar busy? Kiyo frowned and approached, but before he could speak, Shisan preemptively said, "Little Boss, it was Luo Ren who called and asked me to bring you the boots."

Added: "Zheng Bo just went out to buy vegetables, let me accompany Pin Ting."

It was reasonable and well-founded, so that Kiyo couldn't find any excuses to be picky, so she let out a oh, and looked around: "What about Luo Ren?"

Thirteen shook his head: "I didn't see it."

He only cared about talking to Muyo, and neglected Pin Ting. The boss of Pin Ting glared at Mu Dai unhappily, and then grabbed Yi Wan's arm: "Brother Xiaodao, hurry up!"

Small... small... Brother Xiaodao?

Kiyo was taken aback and stared at Izumo: "She called you brother Xiaodao?"

Thirteenth is also very helpless: "Who knows her, I was shocked when she suddenly called her that two days ago. But Uncle Zheng told me not to care, you know, you can't...reason with her."

Speaking of the last sentence, she lowered her voice, knowing that Pin Ting didn't understand well, but she was still very considerate of her emotions.

Why are you talking to this woman again! Brother Xiaodao, do you want to turn the rope with her? Pin Ting was very angry, threw the hand rope, stood up suddenly, the red wool ball resting on her knee rolled down, rolled to the other side, and stretched a long red thread on the ground.

A strange feeling rose from the bottom of her heart, but Kiyo couldn't tell why, and when she walked to the door, she turned her head thoughtfully.

Wan San was coaxing Ping Ting, while bending down to pick up the ball of thread from the ground, winding it again and again.

***

I didn't see Luo Ren again this day, and he didn't even show up at night. Kiyo couldn't help but look at the table Luo Ren often sat at several times.

Tonight, a stocky man sat down and ordered a cup of coffee. When he drank it, he hooted, like a hippopotamus drinking water, and he could hear the movement from a long distance away.

Between work, Kiyo looked through the customer feedback book, Luo Ren's handwriting was strong and beautiful.

——The waiter's hospitality is commendable.

I want to laugh, but I can't laugh, thinking melancholy, how can a person like Luo Ren have the patience to play around with her?

Uncle Zhang came over and said, "Luo Ren told me what happened last night."

Kiyo hummed.

"Is it from their family?"

"Yes."

Uncle Zhang was a little nervous: "You...didn't do anything, did you?"

Kiyo looked at Uncle Zhang and smiled so much that he felt desolate: "What dare I do, Uncle Zhang, I am already content with not being cut into pieces."

Uncle Zhang was a little embarrassed: "I don't blame you for that incident."

Kiyo smiled a little nervously: "You are wrong, you think it is my fault, and Aunt Hong also thinks it is my responsibility, otherwise why would we move, or why your first reaction is 'you didn't do it What's the matter', you are afraid that I will do something, you think I am already guilty, if I dare to do something to others, I will be even more guilty."

She spoke in a hurry, her chest heaved violently, Uncle Zhang sighed in embarrassment, and in the stalemate, Wan San raised his head in wonder: "What are you talking about?"

Kiyo's nose was sore, she took off her apron and threw it on the bar: "I'm bored, let's go for a walk."

***

I feel bored.

It has been boring since then. When she was in Xiaoshanghe, Luo Ren told her about the ancient five punishments, one of which was called ink, also known as tattooed face. Like a splashed facade, people will point and poke for a lifetime.

As the old saying goes, the past is the past, but she feels that the past will never pass.

Before he knew it, he walked to the alley behind Luo Ren's residence.

The lights in all the rooms on the second floor are on, and creepers cover half of the wall densely, surrounding the hollow carved wooden windows. I didn't see Luo Ren, but I saw Ping Ting's figure busy back and forth several times Go back past the window.

Recalling her impatient "Brother Knife", Kiyo couldn't help smiling, and stood for a while, she turned around to leave, but just as she took a step, her body trembled suddenly, and she turned her head in disbelief Come.

She understood why Pin Ting was walking back and forth by the window.

Ping Ting is pulling the wires, one, two, three.