Over the line connivance

It doesn't take long to pack things up.Many things he hadn't taken out of the box since the first day he brought them.

When the door was closed, the room was still quiet, the same as the first ten days Zong Chengye came.

The location of the party is a bar in the suburbs.

The location is remote and there are no restrictions, and there is no urban jurisdiction. At night, there will be a group of people racing here.

There are a few lonely trees hanging on the empty asphalt, which is very out of proportion to the lively bar street.Zong Chengye used to wonder how someone would open a bar, a service industry that relies on people, to such a suburb. In fact, the bar's business is booming, and there are always customers who like to drive to such hard-to-find stores.

Although there are many people in the bar, the remote road next to the bar is full of dirt.

Zong Chengye had been to this block before and was quite familiar with it, so he found the designated entrance without too much trouble.

Unlike the street, the interior is quite clean, unlike most bars where demons dance.The lights flickered, and dark purple and other colors flickered slowly alternately. There was a dance hall with slow songs on the first floor, and most of the closed boxes on the second floor.As soon as he entered the door, the aroma of cinnamon and sugar hovered together, and Zong Chengye was enveloped in a warm and dry feeling like aromatherapy.

Lu Xiaohui had sharp eyes, and saw Zong Chengye at the door, waved and shouted: "Xiaoye! Here!"

The wine and beverages have been mixed for a round, and several glasses are rolling on the table in a mess.Eleven familiar faces sat around the round table, and Chen Yingying sat in the middle, wearing a birthday hat.

Zong Chengye greeted everyone and handed out the gift in his hand, "Happy birthday."

Seeing Zong Chengye coming, the blush on her face was like a cloud pierced with a hydrogen balloon, about to fly into the sky.

"Everyone is here, cut the cake!"

Lu Xiaohui pulled Zong Chengye to sit beside him, and everyone began to distribute cakes in a hurry.

The atmosphere heated up again, and Chen Yingying switched to Zong Chengye's side at some point. She was wearing a white suspender dress, and the silver chain around her neck was so bright that it could reflect people's faces under the light.

From time to time, she would whisper a word or two to Zong Chengye's ear.

Zong Chengye spent most of his time wandering in the sky, and when everyone suggested playing the game of kings, he followed suit by drawing a card and drinking a sip or two of wine.

Lu Xiaohui wanted to talk to him several times but hesitated to speak. Seeing that he was not interested, Chen Yingying glanced at the numbers on the card, turned the card upside down on the table, approached Zong Chengye's face and said, "This The game is so boring."

Zong Chengye didn't even look at the numbers, and responded casually, "It's okay."

"Yingying." A girl called, "What's your number?"

Chen Yingying woke up with a start, "It's 7."

"It's 7! The king just gave an order to let number zero and number seven kiss!"

"What's the number of Ono?"

Zong Chengye took a look at the number plate without interest, and unexpectedly, there was a huge "0" printed on the plate.

"Kiss quickly! A kiss is fine!"

"Not good." Chen Yingying's eyes were shining, like a bird with a jewel in its mouth, she glanced at Zong Chengye, "No more."

The atmosphere was very lively, the alcohol that had just been swallowed was like being overwhelmed by a steam pot, slowly smoked from the stomach to the frontal lobe of the brain.

Lu Xiaohui was also doing more harm than good, because the relationship between Chen Yingying and Zong Chengye had always been very close.Everyone shouted "Kiss! Kiss!" in unison, and the waves overlapped like waves, pushing the heads of Chen Yingying and Zong Chengye closer and closer.

The aroma of a girl is like a daisy in April, bright yellow and watery, or a dragonfly that temporarily stops under the eaves before it rains, bringing a hint of youthful summer breath.

She lightly touched the corners of her lips with Zong Chengye, the blush on her cheeks turned into burning clouds, her eyes were shy and hot, she glanced at Zong Chengye and left again.

The crowd's voices rose sharply, bringing the atmosphere to a climax.

Lu Xiaohui proudly patted Zong Chengye on the back, showing a look of "it's not bad".

Zong Chengye seemed to have something to say, but his eyes were in a daze. It was Chen Yingying who couldn't bear to boo at that moment just now and took the initiative too much.Rather than a kiss, it was better to say that the girl's lips brushed against the corner of her mouth.

He was looking at the second floor of the bar.

The lights there are darker, and the people below can hardly see the faces of the people above.But in the few moments when the lights flickered alternately on the striped glass, Zong Chengye seemed to see a familiar figure.

How could Luo Bi come to such a place.

Luo Bi is in M ​​City, Luo Bi will not come to this kind of place!

Zong Chengye stood up suddenly and told Lu Xiaohui to step aside, he was going to the bathroom.

"Are you okay?" Lu Xiaohui asked with concern.

"It's okay." Zong Chengye said.He took another hard look to the second floor.

There is a dance floor between the deck and the door, and someone is slowly rocking in it with low and soothing music.The intersection was narrow, and Zong Chengye collided with a grown man.

He tightened the coat over the white T, and said sorry in a low voice. As he staggered, he felt that the alcohol he had just drank was rushing up his throat, and he grabbed the phone and walked quickly to the door, where there was fresh air.

Peng Yun looked down at his phone, but didn't notice the child in front of him.After bumping into it, he shouted: "It's all right!" But the child quickly walked around him.

Peng Yun stood where he was, staring at that figure for a few seconds, feeling familiar, thinking about going up to the second floor.

Today is to talk a little business.

This big boss is notoriously difficult to cooperate with.In the same field, Peng Yun's peers have been screened out one after another. One of the outstanding senior brothers once said to Peng Yun regretfully after drinking: "The big boss has high vision, and he is not a thing in the pool."

Peng Yun inquired around, and finally realized that the big boss is a strange person who likes country disco and Kantian moralism at the same time.After thinking for a long time, he finally decided on this place, and invited Professor Luo, who had been immersed in the medium of philosophy for many years, to minimize his expectations.

Surprisingly, the big boss is very satisfied with this combination of urban and rural areas.

The big boss and Luo Bi got along very well.When it comes to like-minded people, the big boss drank cup after cup with praise in his eyes.They talked about environmental protection to paradoxes, and occasionally Peng Yun interspersed with a few embarrassing scenes. The three of them cooperated well and formed a vicious circle by themselves. The atmosphere at the table was harmonious, not like in a bar.

The business was about to be settled, and Peng Yun took advantage of this period to go to the bathroom to relax.

Sitting with these two people is no different from sitting between the math teachers who taught him twice after the college entrance examination!

Luo Bi was still wearing the shirt that he didn't have time to change, the cuffs were rolled up because it was too hot, and the windbreaker was casually carried on the back of the chair.He had just finished the meeting in M ​​City in a hurry, and after getting off the plane, he took his suitcase and was about to rush home, but Peng Yun caught him here temporarily.

Bright lights poured down from the roof, illuminating his expression clearly.His lips are thin, his jaw line is quite sharp, and there is a proper smile on the corner of his mouth.

Luo Bi doesn't like this kind of noisy, messy and complicated place, he won't say he hates it, it's just that kind of indifference attitude, which makes people subconsciously feel that these things can't be held in front of him.He likes the clean and organized results.

Luo Bi was willing to come this time because he wanted to repay the favor.

Peng Yun came back from the toilet, looked at Luo Bi, and suddenly remembered who that child was.

Taking advantage of the moment when the big boss closed his eyes and leaned back, he leaned into Luo Bi's ear and asked nonchalantly, "Do you remember that child you asked me to take care of?"

Luo Bi took a sip of tea, and glanced at him neither salty nor light.

Peng Yun knew that he had said something stupid again, so he whispered again and again: "I know you rushed home this time because of him...I mean, do you know where that kid is tonight?"

Luo Bi put down the teacup, and tapped the table slowly with his slender fingers.

"Your child...is he an adult?" Peng Yun saw that Luo Bi was interested, so he leaned into Luo Bi's ear and asked with a smile, "Can this kind of place come? I just saw him and a The girl kissed."

Nearly two hours to midnight.The gate of the bar is like a tangible barrier, separating the inside and the outside into two different worlds. The crowd inside is noisy, the lights are flickering, and the atmosphere is warm, while the outside is pitch black. The darkness engulfs the night, absorbing all the sounds like a sponge. Everything was maximized in the quiet night, and a group of people cheered and screamed in the distance.

Zong Chengye wants to breathe some fresh air.

Just thinking of Luo Bi made his chest tight.He walked slowly down a quiet path.

At the entrance of the path, there is a semi-dark yellow light that seems to have insufficient power supply. It hangs fragile on the halfway of the wall. The broken glass separates the light, and the light divides the path into light and dark halves.

There were three unscrupulous youths leaning against the light with their arms folded, their cigarettes in their mouths, their expressions were very naughty, obviously dissatisfied with Zong Chengye who barged in.

Zong Chengye flicked the screen, calculating how long the balance in the bank account would be enough for him if he moved out from Luo Bi's house.

This card was given to him by Ms. Luo during her lifetime. At that time, he did not need to consider a series of daily necessities such as rent, water and electricity, and food.

Zong Gaosheng runs a large company, and he is naturally the source of most of the Zong family's income, while Ms. Luo is busy living a carefree and happy life.

After Zong Gaosheng donated most of his property to Xiao Qing, Zong Chengye did not expect that this card could still be used.

Thinking of this, the warm expression on Zong Chengye's face gradually faded a little.

He held his head up, eyes half closed, with a usual indifference and indifference, and looked very proud when he walked past the gangster.Only he himself knows that the ego under his skin is vulnerable.

A cat was squatting on the trash can, and it meowed twice in dissatisfaction.

He stood on the other side of the path, and was safe with the three thugs for the time being.

After calculating the bank balance, Zong Chengye came to the conclusion that no work-study program is required.After he became an adult, he could use the fund - at least Xiao Qing couldn't get such a thing.

He clicked on the page for editing text messages and browsed again. The text message had indeed been written, and the wording was well-regulated, with a humility that did not belong to Zong Chengye. Zong Chengye only hesitated for a second before clicking send.

The text message sounded "咻", and was instantly melted into the darkness.

Zong Chengye closed his eyes, and leaned against the cold concrete wall as if exhausted.There is no need to paint the small door and side door of this kind of store, which is a waste of materials.

One of the three youths was fiddling with a flip-top lighter, and the "clicks" sounded layer upon layer, crisp and melodious, echoing in the narrow alley.The smell of smoke began to permeate, and the smoke particles illuminated by the moonlight were like floating ribbons, from the head of the trail to the end of the trail by the wind, and penetrated into the tip of Zong Chengye's nose and pores.

He heard a young man "tsk" impatiently, and his feet moved off the plaster wall, making a sharp scraping sound.

Zong Chengye knew what they wanted, wallets, mobile phones, ID cards...anything was fine.

And he just wanted to have a hearty fight to prove that he really existed.

His hair stood on end, his senses magnified, and he instantly became a vigilant stray animal, expecting a bloody fight.

Cigarette butts were thrown violently on the ground.The bright orange flame was fleeting, and there was a "pop", like a muffler falling into the water.

The cat squatting on the trash can was kicked away and fled screaming in terror.

Suddenly, a sharp, piercing, and long sound pierced the darkness and tore the night sky apart.

The wheel rubber rubbed against the ground rapidly due to the turning, leaving a black tar on the road.This familiar voice, which was the same as the thousands of scenes that Zong Chengye had imagined after the car accident—like a scalpel that cut open the intestines, made a hole in his mind.

Zong Chengye seemed to have been poured a handful of cold water in the air and froze in place.His stomach was electrified, twisted and curled up.

The sound, the car crash, the car crash...

The chaotic, squeaking and coarse-grained scenes rushed up like a flood of records like a cassette record.

First the phone rang, and Zong Chengye put down the butter scraper in his hand to answer it. The sound of the phone made everything else look like a scene in a movie.Flickering, unreal, unreal.

He seemed to have seen the car suddenly change lanes and hit the bumper on the side of the road; Ms. Luo's face was blushing because of the quarrel, she screamed loudly; The dazzling high beams of the car... the sound of cries for help, the sound of the motor, the car is like a spinning top out of control, spinning rapidly on the concrete floor, like the most common dynamic collision in physics problems, the lost energy seems to be left in the two scorched black spots on the road in the traces.

The detailed description by the police only made him feel a little uncomfortable at first, but then Zong Chengye couldn't sleep all night.He couldn't imagine the hideous scene of Zong Gaosheng and Ms. Luo.He only remembered the two black marks on the road and the harsh scratching sound, like old mold marks, which could not be wiped clean on the white wall.

Zong Chengye tried his best to avoid taking the car afterwards.

The sound of the rumbling engine faded away, as if it had taken away a part of Zong Chengye who seemed to be intact recently.He was like a shattered jade, and the pieces fell to the ground.

His stomach began to burn, this might be his hallucination, Zong Chengye had a clear mind, but bent down uncomfortably in this moment of chaos.

The sound of footsteps approaching, a gangster was startled by Zong Chengye's red eyes, and took half a step back.

"What are you afraid of?" Another person pushed his lower back, "Just take his wallet."

The empty wine bottle next to the trash can was blown by the wind, beating the concrete wall regularly.

One click, one click.

The drizzling wine is like a weird lullaby, echoing in the alley.

In this crisis situation, Zong Chengye naturally thought of what happened when he accidentally fell into the well when he was a child.

He ran to the construction site of the Zong family for fun, but accidentally fell into the well. Fortunately, there was no water or electricity, and the well was not deep, but it was not shallow enough to climb out by himself.

Zong Chengye felt that the walls of the well were too cramped, too dark, too humid and hot for him to breathe.

The gangster approached, with a ruthless expression, and the leader stretched out his hand to push Zong Chengye.Zong Chengye took a step back subconsciously, his steps collapsed, his back slammed into the hard concrete wall, and the rough stones on the wall slid over his right cheek, leaving a burst of burning pain.

But these are not as strong as the invisible pain in the body.He seemed to be hollowed out and filled with lead.

Maybe it took all his strength to resist the blow just now.Zong Chengye fell powerlessly to the ground like a marionette whose string had been cut.

The three gangsters blocked the faint light at the crossing like a well wall, and Zong Chengye was forced to a corner, trying to widen his eyes, but everything in his field of vision was dark and damp, and he was crushed like a mountain.

He seemed to be imprisoned by an iron lung.

The wall got closer and closer, and Zong Chengye felt that he would never be able to climb it this time.

"Chengye." The voice that appeared out of nowhere was like the most discordant factor in the dirty picture.

Like a soft sword splitting stalemate.

With a warm coat covering his head, a comfortable and dry breath instantly enveloped Zong Chengye, saving him from the wet and cold cement.

Zong Chengye watched Luo Bi walk towards him quickly through the three gangsters, behind him was the weak light from the entrance of the path, which blurred Luo Bi's outline.

Luo Bi knelt down in front of him, his clothes clean and tidy.

Zong Chengye's whole body was dirty, he turned his head and curled up in resistance.

Luo Bi held Zong Chengye's head expressionlessly, and moved his face with irresistible force with his index finger to check the wound on the right forehead. After a moment of silence, he asked softly, "Who made it?" of?"

Zong Chengye shivered as he looked at the deep dark eyes behind Luo Bi's lenses.

He had never seen Luo Bi like this, but subconsciously felt that Luo Bi should be very angry now.

The author says:

Mr. Luo's role is coming!Thanks for watching!bow!