black offering

49.

I originally thought that at least I could delay for half a year, but in fact my address was found very quickly.

The first person who approached me was actually Hua Feitian. This child probably sat at the door of my new house all night. I went out early in the morning to bring Su Qinding milk. As soon as I opened the door, I saw the child with sleepy eyes. Sleepily, he opened his hands to me without making a sound, just hugging my thigh and not letting go.

My attitude towards the child was very clear. I fell unconscious and threw it at the door. The security system in this community is very poor. I found a public phone booth and called Li Qiang, the housekeeper of his house, and asked him to pick up the child. .

Li Qiang looked at me with a very vigilant attitude, and he was even more annoyed when he saw the marks on the child.

I smiled, raised my chin slightly, pointed to the child, and asked, "How did Xiaotian find me?"

"..." Li Qiang was obviously a little surprised.

That expression is completely saying, you don't even know?

Just next to the station, there was an old man selling newspapers at a street stall. Li Qiang bought a newspaper first, and threw it to me without saying a word.

The cover of the newspaper is a recent half-length photo of me. The angle is three quarters of the side face. The facial features are clear. I am wearing a black textured shirt. In the photo, I seem to be looking for something. My eyes are confused and my face is vicissitudes. It looks a little haggard...but it also reveals some calmness. The combination makes me feel very strange.

"Looking for People" is written in big red on the title.

The subtitle read: "Find him, spy on him!"

Below it is written gender, age, etc. in slightly smaller characters.

Then there is a paragraph saying what kind of a bad person I am, such as taking drugs, drinking, beating my wife and children, how bad it is, and making the victim's husband mentally retarded, a vicious homosexual, and then absconding, because there is no For evidence, the police couldn't catch him, so now they can only rely on social forces to kill him, isolate him, monitor him, and everyone collects evidence together to help the victim sue him.

Such a vile social scum, even I want to kill this person to relieve my hatred.

It says the website address and contact information.

After looking at it, it’s pretty comprehensive. There are Sina addresses, WeChat groups, Renren, Tianya, Tieba and a bunch of websites I’ve never seen before.....

I thought it was funny, raised the things in my hand and asked Li Qiang: "This thing is so nonsense, can anyone believe it?"

"...Public opinion cannot be ignored." Li Qiang also glanced at the newspaper, "This news first appeared on the forum, and it has been in the newspaper for seven days. You still haven't found anything unusual?"

"Ah, no." I smiled and shook my head.

My life circle is very small now, so small that I only need to open the door to get breakfast milk, I don’t read newspapers, I don’t pay attention to the news, I rarely surf the Internet, I will spend a long time with Su Qin basking in the sun, or tell Su Qin say.

I want a simple life, but some people don't want to follow my wishes.

I didn't pay much attention to my surroundings just now, and only stood there for half an hour. Sure enough, people slowly gathered over. Some of them held a newspaper in their hands and pointed at me, but they didn't come close.

Li Qiang warned heavily: "Mr. Shen, run away quickly."

escape?

Where are you going?

Besides, there is a person who is still waiting in Unit 2, Building 503, Unit [-] of this community. He is so stupid that he cannot see or hear anyone. As long as I leave, this person will have to wait for death.

However, who deliberately put my news on the Internet and published it in newspapers with such fanfare?

Is he trying to force me to jump out?

I really thought it was too funny, so I laughed out loud.

I was a useless person a long time ago, not my body, but my heart, which was broken and picked up by myself. I was insensitive and just wanted to escape with my embarrassing emotions, but there were so many people who wanted to come to me?

K is for my blood.

Han Siam is trying to use me.

Now what is the reason for this person who expresses public opinion?

Does he really think that I can't stand in a place at all?

Why haven't I seen him express public opinion before?

Could it be that he thinks that I eat and sleep in the open, dig through the trash can, let others abuse me, beat my head to the point of bleeding, fall into a coma, repeat it over and over again every day, this kind of life is what I should live?

So my current life makes him feel dazzling and uncomfortable.

It's great that rich people can do whatever they want.

If you don't like it, of course you can't make the other person feel better. No matter how much money you spend, it's worth it, so you can feel at ease.

My feet were numb, and I remembered that Su Qin hadn't been fed in the morning. When I turned around and went back, there was already a large group of people around, waiting for the bus, getting off the bus, and passing by, probably because there were too many people. Everyone mustered up their courage, and when they saw me move, they all surrounded me and asked directly, "Are you Shen Mo?"

The voice was piercing and sharp, similar to that of aunts arguing in the vegetable market.

After thinking about it, I really haven’t heard the aunts in the vegetable market quarreling. I found the closest one. It should be similar to the noise of the square dance downstairs every day.

Thinking about it, I laughed, and when I laughed, the person on the other side went crazy, and his hand was about to poke me, "Look, look, this man is perverted, and he's still laughing! How disgusting it is to laugh!"

How can I answer this?

I'm really afraid that if I say a wrong word casually, I will be associated with the pervert in the newspaper.

"Isn't it a pervert? I saw him beating a child today! Just now, when I went downstairs and passed by his door!"

Saying it this way is even more extraordinary, and the masses are extremely excited.

I frowned and thought, I should do something next, should I call the police?

Do you want?

I asked myself three times, I held the hand holding the phone tightly, then let go, I laughed at myself, is it useful?

I still remember that when I first fled, I called the police for help, and when I was taken back to the police station, I felt at ease, but the last person I saw was Zhou Huai, who kept a straight face for a long time.

My heart at that time, the excitement of beating, almost died.

Of course, since then, the trust in the police has been shattered in an instant.

"Oh! Just now I saw him give the child to a man, and the two of them were still discussing and bought a newspaper! Could it be that he is selling the child!"

More hands poked over.

Someone pulled my hand, the phone didn't hold tightly, it flew out and fell on the manhole cover of the sewer, a pair of high-heeled shoes stepped on it in an instant, the phone was not broken, but the owner of the high-heeled shoes was sprained, the owner was a The beauty, the beauty's makeup is very delicate, and she shouted in a delicate voice: "Oh, this is the police call, do you want to call the police? Let me tell you, for a person like you, it is useless to call the police! The police belong to the people and stand on the side of the people. The ones here don't exist to protect scum like you."

I wanted to applaud after hearing this. It was a good statement, well-founded, well-organized, righteous, and just the right amount of sarcasm.

At this time, it is useless for me to say anything.

Probably because I kept laughing, someone finally couldn't help but slap me, "Fuck you, make you laugh!"

This slap was very firm, and it was a man's hand, but why didn't I feel any pain?

Then again, I grabbed my wrist.

It doesn't hurt, and I can't let people move around on my face all the time, right?

But I blocked it, but it was terrible. Everyone stretched out their hands excitedly, fists, slaps, all in a mess, all rushed over.

Hands, feet, vegetable baskets, sticks, books, all places that can move greet me.

I suddenly... feel so tired.

I remembered, when I was beaten by gangsters in the alley, there were only five people at that time, how many are there now?

As soon as I opened my eyes, someone punched me.

In the softest part of the human body, it was very painful, and I curled up in pain, desperately protecting my head.

The whole bottle of fresh milk has long since turned into a pile of broken glass.

Su Qin's breakfast is gone, will he blame me?

When An Zechen rushed over in a panic, I was sitting on the roof where few people came.The wind in May was very cool, and slowly dried some of the blood on my body, turning it into hard shells, and my hair was congealed into pieces by blood, and I could see the dark red color without facing the light.

I shrugged my nose and reached out to ask An Zechen for a cigarette.

An Zechen probably wanted to pull me up, but my whole body was covered with wet blood. He had no way to do it, so he could only anxiously say, "Now, I'll take you to the hospital!"

I said stubbornly, "Smoke."

An Zechen took out a cigarette, put it to my mouth, and lit me again. The flame was trembling, but the cigarette was finally lit.

An Zechen said: "Boss, go to the hospital! So much blood..."

I thought it was a little more balanced when there was smoke, so my tone softened, "I'm not hurt."

"but......"

"The blood is not mine." I interrupted him.

Injured but able to recover, this is not an ability that ordinary people can possess. In An Zechen's cognition, this kind of person can only be a special group of "blood hidden".

Moreover, I don't want An Zechen to step into this forbidden area.

Desire, conspiracy, and these words are often accompanied by death.

But Su Qin only has me and him, I am gone, at least he is still there, so hide it if you can, then, even if one day, An Zechen stepped into that territory to explore my identity, people from the blood clan would definitely not It would embarrass a person who doesn't know anything, and now I want An Zechen to know nothing.

An Zechen fell silent, probably because he didn't believe that I would hurt others, his expression was complicated and shocked.

"I need to take a shower, I can't let Su Qin see me like this." I flicked the cigarette ash and said.

And don't let the nanny see it.

Ordinary people will be afraid when they see it, just like the group of people who were blinded by public opinion. When they saw a lot of blood, they would also be afraid that I was dead. After the initial indignation, they were afraid of legal sanctions. So I said a few innocuous words to shirk my responsibility, and then dispersed, no one thought of calling the emergency number for me.

And I couldn't go to the hospital at all, and the accident happened just as I wanted.

Poor security in the neighborhood has its benefits. It took An Zechen less than 3 minutes to break into a house and opened the door for me. I took a shower swaggeringly, and backed out without leaving any traces.

Su Qin sat at the door, and when he saw me, he moved his eyes a little, and his eyes were fixed on me. He probably wouldn't have noticed that in just two hours, my clothes had changed. .

I don't know if Su Qin thinks it takes me too long to go downstairs to fetch milk today.

An Zechen greeted him as soon as he entered the door, but Su Qin didn't respond.

However, the moment I approached Su Qin and raised my hand, Su Qin opened his mouth...

As usual, when I came back in the morning, I opened the milk and fed it to his mouth.

Like a chick waiting to be fed, no matter whether the big bird brings back food or not, it will habitually open its mouth wide and wait for the food to come.

An Zechen clenched his fists instantly.

I laughed, stroked Su Qin's hair, and said to An Zechen, "Let's move as soon as possible, or I'll leave...I've already been targeted."

Su Qin couldn't understand what I said, and his expression was very serene. Without milk, he closed his mouth again and rubbed along my palm.

An Zechen also stroked Su Qin's hair and said, "Let's leave together."