Silent Reading Chapter 94: Verkhovinski (four)

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In the morning, the sun was still shining brightly and the sky was clear, but in the evening, a cloud of no reason came suddenly, and a little snow fell unreasonably.

Luo Wenzhou pushed his bicycle as a sled, and slid on the ground as he walked. When he quickly reached the gate of the city bureau, Tao Ran suddenly caught up in three steps and two steps, and hung a very festive box on his handlebar. Above: "Why are you running so fast and you are so anxious to go home and cook? This is the bacon my mother sent from my hometown. It is made of ground pork that has never eaten feed. It is purely natural and green food. I just distributed it in the office. It's a lap, this is yours."

Luo Wenzhou didn't finish saying "thank you" when he saw Tao Ran's hand resting on the bacon box, and his index finger quickly tapped it three times.

When it was cold, Tao Ran put on a down jacket like a tortoise shell early, wrapped very thickly, with only a pair of eyes exposed all over his body. When Luo Wenzhou looked up, he saw that there was no smile in his eyes. I know that this box of "souvenirs" is not a mere souvenir.

After Luo Wenzhou had a meal, if nothing happened to say thank you, he took the box in his hand and squeezed it: "As soon as I see the bacon, I know that winter is really here-why is it so heavy? How much did your mother send you?"

"It's too much," Tao Ran said, "I gave my wife a box yesterday."

Luo Wenzhou stunned for a moment--Tao Ran hit the box just now, implying that there was something else in his box besides bacon. Adding this sentence meant that the contents were taken from the wife of the teacher, Yang Zhengfeng’s widow. of.

The two exchanged silent glances.

What I took from my master's hand could only be Yang Zhengfeng's relic.

Luo Wenzhou tentatively asked: "Sister-in-law, don't wait to see us. Now it's not the season. You bother in the past. She didn't call you out?"

Lao Yang has sacrificed for three years. If she has something in her hand, why is she willing to take it out now?

Tao Ran paused, his eyes full of something unspeakable.

The snowy night wind is cold and bitter, which can blow through the skin and reach the lungs. The red flag at the door of the city bureau was still inserted during the National Day and has not been taken off. Hunting and hunting in the wind and snow, it seems to be red Pierced the heavy twilight.

Luo Wenzhou stopped, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Ms. Ma... Madam went to the hospital last month," Tao Ran subconsciously glanced at the faint sky, then fell back to his feet, and said softly, "Lymphoma cancer has just been detected."

Luo Wenzhou was stunned for a while: "What?"

"Late period," Tao Ran said, as if his throat was choked by the cold wind. He had some difficulty in uttering, "Not much...not many days."

"I will go to her to see." Luo Wenzhou was stunned for a moment, then suddenly rolled onto the car and stepped on the pedals, "What about the kid, he didn't graduate..."

Tao Ran grabbed his elbow and shook his head.

"Today is too late, you go home first, don't disturb her to rest." Tao Ran said, knocked on the bacon box again, and pointedly said to him, "You are not cute. , She may not be in a good mood when she sees you-go home and have a good meal, I'm leaving, you ride slowly."

"Tao Ran!" Luo Wenzhou let out a white breath and said to his back, "Is she suffering from this disease because of Lao Yang? Is it because of Lao Yang's accident that she has been depressed like this?"

Tao Ran waved at him from a distance without answering.

There is nothing to answer. No matter how deep the reason is, the result can't be changed. The matter is here, and it's too late to say anything.

Maybe this is fate.

It doesn't matter whether you are a genius or a ghost, you have tens of thousands of fortunes, and how powerful you are.

Tao Ran has a lot of sausages hanging on the handlebars of his handlebars, which cumbersomely pressed Luo Wenzhou's front wheels. He drove against the wind and was struggling.

When I go out in the morning, the two wheels of this car are like a pair of magical hot wheels. Going back in the evening, they look like deformed iron rings.

Just as Luo Wenzhou was cycling across the road, turning to the right, and passing the parking lot at the entrance of the shopping mall, he suddenly felt something and subconsciously raised his head and glanced, and then suddenly reacted to the car he had just surpassed. The car is a bit familiar.

Luo Wenzhou quickly reached out to stop the bicycle, turned his head and looked around, Huo Ran met his car.

He opened his eyes wide and looked at each other with his mount against the fine shards of ice and snow. The car's engine was on, and the engine made a "humming" noise, and under the warm low beam, snowflakes spun down rustlingly.

Fei Du actually came to pick him up?

Luo Wenzhou's sinking heart just seemed to be fitted with a maglev, "Flicker" floated into the air and swam around the border of his chest. He settled down, pretending to sneak up to the window of the car casually, bending over and about to knock on the window, the surprise suddenly turned into a fright——

Fei Du didn't know how long he had been waiting for him, he was already curled up in a stance seat and fell asleep. The car was obviously heated enough, and he didn't know if he was afraid of the cold or something, the doors and windows were actually closed!

Luo Wenzhou poured a cold breath into his chest, his liver almost cracked, and he reached out and patted the car window a few times: "Fei Du, Fei Du!"

Just when he was about to smash the car, Fei Du finally woke up, he moved a little confused, as if he had forgotten where he was, and then he noticed the movement next to him.

Fei Du stretched out his finger and wiped his eyes, and unlocked the car door: "You get off work..."

He hadn't finished his greeting yet, Luo Wenzhou had already grabbed him by the collar, pulled him out of the car, and yelled into his ear: "Are you **** looking for death or you don't have common sense!"

Fei Du staggered, fell from the warm spring car into the ice and snow, shivered solidly, and woke up completely. Only then did he realize what he had done just now—not Fei Du He deliberately wanted to suffocate himself. He got out of the car and walked for a few laps while waiting for Luo Wenzhou. He couldn't bear the cold, so he planned to go back to the car to warm up for a while, but he didn't expect that staying in the yard would really hurt him, just for a while. Kung Fu, the blood in the hands and feet has not circulated, and people have accidentally fallen asleep.

Fei Du rarely does such a lack of heart in front of others, and is somewhat annoyed: "I actually..."

"Go rolling, go over there." Luo Wenzhou was so angry that he didn't bother to listen to his explanation. He threw Fei Du into the co-pilot, rammed into the car, and drove the car out of the parking space. After running for more than ten meters, he remembered something again. He got off the car and ran back, took away the forgotten bicycle and bacon, and dragged it into the trunk.

He slammed the door and drove home angrily.

When Fei Du grew up to this age, he rarely had the experience of being snarled at his ears. Luo Wenzhou had a sudden attack. He was a little unresponsive to tinnitus, like Luo Yiguo who had just broken a porcelain bowl.

He was dumbfounded for a while before he came back to his senses. In order to hide his embarrassment, he showed an overly sleek smile, propped his head with one hand, and placed the other hand on Luo Wenzhou’s thigh irregularly, and said in a low voice: " Brother, are you so worried about me?"

Luo Wenzhou didn't want to chat with him, so he slapped his paws: "Go away."

The invincible manager Fei immediately adjusted his strategy and slowed down his voice and said, "I'm just too cold. I came up warm and warm. I didn't want to stay for a long time. Just...well, close my eyes and calm my mind."

Luo Wenzhou said coldly: "You close your ears when you close your eyes and calm your mind?"

Fei Du: "..."

Fei Du’s two excuses were very counterproductive. Luo Wenzhou recovered from the initial fear of almost splitting the liver and gallbladder, as if which switch was pressed, took a deep breath, and started to face Fei Du. A tirade like a frantic bombing.

Luo Wenzhou’s true story is true of his father. Impromptu speeches and impromptu cursing are both specialties. From the various scumbags that Fei Du has done before, he continues to say that he forgot the doctor's orders when he was discharged from the hospital. Early in the morning, I didn't know which wave to drive, and I was okay to find a disease.

In the end, he also issued a very powerful question to Fei Du’s pale explanation—Luo Wenzhou: "Afraid of the cold? Don't wear long trousers if you are afraid of the cold!"

This question left Fei Du speechless, so he had to keep quiet, listened to Xun all the way to the house, and never tried to interrupt again.

As soon as he opened the door and entered the house, Luo Wenzhou was carrying a bacon box in one hand and a bicycle with a "ding dong" in the other. Before he wanted to die, Fei Du suddenly gave him a hug without warning. After giving him an attacking kiss, he said the correct line this time: "Brother, I was wrong."

"..." Luo Wenzhou kept his face as straight as possible, but his voice fell uncontrollably, "You don't give me this set."

Fei Du slightly lowered his head, buried his face in his shoulder, thought for a while, and said: "Can you punish me for accepting my body?"

Luo Wenzhou knew that his dog couldn't spit out ivory, so he patted his back waist lightly, gave him the bicycle, and instructed: "The car can always be moved, please move me to the basement—— Do activities before meals to see your kidney deficiency."

Fei Du quickly put it away when he saw it, picked up the handlebars, and pushed up the quaint “Twenty Eight” to the basement. There was a full-length mirror on the cupboard in the stairwell. When he came up, he inadvertently raised his head and found the corner of his mouth. There was an inconspicuous smile.

The bicycle chain has just been oiled. During the moving process, Fei Du’s ironed trousers left a visible stain. He paused, as if he didn’t understand what was funny about him. At that time, Luo Wenzhou urged him in the kitchen again: "Come and help, don't wait to eat, will you wash the vegetables?"

The former domineering president who has become a "porter" and "vegetable washing brother" rubbed his nose: "...no."

Luo Wenzhou: "Nothing, you are as useless as Luo Yiguo...hiss, little bastard!"

People Luo Yiguo licked its paws next to him, and I don’t know who to provoke it. After hearing this, it jumped off the top of the refrigerator and landed on Luo Wenzhou’s feet with incomparable precision. After stomping on a foot hard, Sa Yazi ran away.

In the cold night, the frosty flowers are like carvings, and there are thousands of lights——

...There are also unknown corners, filled with unimaginable darkness.

The girl hid in the trash can, with a sticky ball under her feet, the pungent smell constantly scratching her nasal cavity, she shivered, shrank into a ball tightly, biting her wrist, dark In the middle, she heard a man's heavy breathing not far away, and the muffled sound of a sharp knife on the bone.

She is fifteen years old and looks as tall as an adult. Maybe she should be like a person, breaking through the smelly trash can and going out to fight with that person.

They originally had two people, two to one, maybe there was a chance.

But she was too cowardly, she didn't dare to face it at all, and she didn't dare to resist at all, she would always hide subconsciously.

Suddenly, the dragging and heavy footsteps sounded again, and they were getting closer and closer, and the girl's heart trembled with the footsteps. In extreme fear, her whole body began to numb.

The footsteps paused quickly and stopped outside the trash can.

How far is it? one meter? Half a meter... or thirty centimeters?

The girl held her breath and separated the thin plastic bucket from a terrible murderer, as if she had already smelled the blood on that person.

Suddenly, the plastic trash can was lightly knocked.

"Boom".

The girl's tense nerves suddenly broke, shivering violently, and the metal zipper of her coat hit the wall of the plastic bucket——

Weird chuckles sounded in the darkness, and a man hummed in a hoarse voice: "Little rabbit, open the door..."

The girl’s heart-piercing screams sounded. In a place less than two meters away from where she was hiding, the corpse of a teenager was quietly lying there, his eyes were smashed, and all his limbs were chopped off. They are neatly lined up in a row next to them, covered with Yufen Middle School uniform jackets.

It was ten thirty at night.

Luo Wenzhou locked up all the coffee/coffee/cause-containing drinks in the house, pressed Fei Du’s head, filled him with a glass of hot milk, and forced him to go to sleep.

"Thirty thirty," Fei Du glanced at his watch, and sneered at the work and rest of the middle-aged and elderly people, "not to mention the midnight scene, the social scene has not yet entered the theme, brother, discuss it..."

Luo Wenzhou refused to negotiate, and pushed him back with a single sentence: "Which so much nonsense, lie down and sleep."

Fei Du thinks that Luo Wenzhou's naked/naked dictatorship/dictatorship is very unreasonable. He was about to protest when he saw Luo Wenzhou pull out a pair of handcuffs from his pocket.

Fei Du, who knows the current affairs as a junjie, immediately lay down without saying a word.

Luo Wenzhou lay with him until about midnight, and made sure that Fei Du was asleep, then got up and kissed him lightly. He left the bedroom and closed the door, and found the one Tao Ran gave him in the kitchen storage room. Box bacon, in the tangy fragrance, found a thick folder.

As soon as I opened it, a handwritten letter paper fell out.

That was...the red lined letter paper that few people would use in this era, on which are the writing left by the pen stroke by stroke, Luo Wenzhou has seen countless times-the old detective Yang Zhengfeng's writing.

"Jiahui," the title is his wife’s name at the beginning, Yang Zhengfeng wrote, "This letter is written as a precaution, in case one day I die unexpectedly, and you find these things I left behind , I hope it will not bring danger to you and Xinxin. In this industry, no one wants to bring danger to family members, but I have no one to trust."

Luo Wenzhou "cocked" in his heart.

"After dealing with my funeral affairs, you must remember to stop contacting the people in the bureau. Some people have changed. I don't know who that person is. You must be careful. Children like Wen Zhou and Tao Ran, I brought them out with my own hand. I know in my heart, but they are all too young. They may have more than their abilities, so don’t involve them, and don’t have too close contacts with them, lest the offspring do not know the importance and cause meaninglessness. Sacrifice."